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joellkeeny · 11 months
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What happened to dilf!steve lazy morning that was soo good! 😭
I don't know I'm guessing it was taken down, but thank you!!😭 I think I forgot to put on community labels for it since they were posted before they were added :)
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joellkeeny · 11 months
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whoever has a problem with what he's doing in the pap pics (and not the fact that they violated his intimacy) get yourself checked you, obsession is not funny or quirky
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joellkeeny · 11 months
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POLAROIDS OF MY LOVE
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◆you take polaroids of steve, he pretends to hate it but with each click of the camera he falls in love with you more◆
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I. grape juice
II. bee incident
III. away for the weekend
IV. drawer of memories
V. the picture of change
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joellkeeny · 11 months
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GRAPE JUICE
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The camera clicks, and moments later, the new polariod emerges. It takes a minute for the picture to show properly, but when it does, your face splits in a comical grin. Although he's your muse most of the time, and seeing his face in your photos is not a surprise anymore, you can't help the fluttering in your stomach as you bite your lip, pocketing the photo as you grin widely, amused by the way he groans and rolls his eyes as if he wasn't expecting it. Settling the bowl down as he wonders if trying to ask for it back will ever work on you, he licks his lips and wipes his chin. "What?" You ask, as if unknowing of what you've just done. Steve knows that you can't help yourself around him, it's sort of like a joke between the two of you know, well, it's mostly funny on your side and he just has to take it. You've been carrying that camera around your neck for weeks, precious time in which you've managed to take his picture from every angle. Normally, he would just brush it off as if the attention you're showing him isn't making his cheeks bloom red each time the camera clicks with him in the frame. Occasionally, you'll stop to take a picture of one of the flowers in his backyard, or the view of the forest while the sun is setting, but nothing is quite as exciting as seeing Steve being the main attraction to your photos.
"What do you mean what? I look bad in that one...I was eating." He speaks with a minor pout, as if you haven't already caught him in far worse positions already. The bee incident does hold the number one spot on that list and you still proudly hold the polaroid as proof. You just grin, knowing that no matter how hard he tries, he can never look bad in any of the pictures, it's his god-given gift of always being flawless, and you can't do anything but take advantage of the fact. "You don't look bad, Steve, you never do." It takes a fraction of a second for his arched brows to pull into a frown as he purses his lips, though not being able to hold the face as he sees the pleased smile on yours, his own lips curling up slightly. "Shut up." It's a compliment that would usually never get a reaction out of him other than a hum and cocky 'thank you', but since it came from you, he finds the sentence stuck on a loop in his head. Swallowing down as he plops down on the other lounge chair, you finally pull the picture out, gazing at it fondly, eyes shimmering and lighting up as if he's not only your friend, your best friend.
His teeth sinking into the giant grape he holds it between his fingers, some juice oozing out on his chin as he holds the bowl in the other hand, eyes fixed on the grape. Aside from the fact that his swimming shorts are still dripping wet, you don't find any reason why he should be ashamed of the picture. Smiling fondly as you get lost in the polaroid, gazing at it as you take in the little details in it only you could ever notice. The band of his blue boxers peeking out from under the swimming shorts, his crooked bracelet you've made him in ninth grade, which he's still wearing proudly despite the mismatched colors and it being a bit too tight on his wrist, his chain catching a slight ray of sunshine on it, his damp hair hanging over his forehead as he's utterly focused on the fruit, yet he still looks as gorgeous as ever with the sun spilling over his back and drying the water still hanging on him from just coming out of the pool, no doubt his fingertips are pruned too. You briefly forget about him as you sigh and tuck it back in your bag, leaving it out of sight. You have a drawer full of little picture of Steve, a brief look into your dynamic with him for anyone who doesn't know you two. Most of all, you do it for the sentimental value you know no gift could ever receive.
Most of the pictures are just raw polaroids of the current situation, the intimate movie night you two usually share, a pool party on a sunny Sunday, even a small car ride can become a polaroid, because he's the one that gives meaning to the photos. The butterflies you feel each time you pull out an older photo, remembering the way he smiled and hugged you that day, or the way he looked at you manages to stay in your mind until the late hours where you can barely contain your giddiness. Of course, he's just a friend, right? Just a boy you love to spend your time with and no amounts of polaroids can change that...right?
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POLAROIDS OF MY LOVE
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joellkeeny · 11 months
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joellkeeny · 1 year
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<3
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joellkeeny · 1 year
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This is everything to me
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joellkeeny · 1 year
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for my own sanity, I'll refrain from such thoughts
steve harrington.
CAN YOU IMAGINE CORRODED COFFIN!STEVE?
😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫
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joellkeeny · 1 year
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I need someone to write this.....please
…making steve watch eddie fuck you and exaggerating the entire thing and when he finally fucks you he just goes ballistic. which leaves you limping the next day
imagine the SMIRK when he sees you wince once you stand up the next day. he's like "thats my handiwork"
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joellkeeny · 1 year
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😭😭
just imagine him talking about how bad his work day was, and he's just rambling and you try to comfort him about it and start brushing at his hair and he's just humming and leaning his head against you shoulder and hugs you close.
"What were you saying, Stevie?"
and he can't even care about it and just shakes his head and tells you to keep toying with his hair while he nuzzles at your neck
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Gimme thoughts about Steve please please please
any hc or scenarios you've been thinking of recently?? I wanna know what's going through that head of yours
oh that head of mine should probably be imploding atp
been thinking a lot about steve being absolutely infatuated. but like more than we've talked about. think ab the trope "she fell first but he feel harder" except he fell first AND he fell harder. like just picture him smiling at every single thing you do. his face is just a painting of adoration and his eyes glow when he looks at you. and he always wants his hands on you always always always. and he's always bringing you up in conversation with anyone he talks to. the party gets super annoyed w him and will always object when he tries to bring you up for the millionth time. youll be at work or school or something and steve will be like
"i wonder what she's doing right-"
*everyone else in unison* "STEVE-"
"right! sorry"
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joellkeeny · 1 year
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oh my god that's too cute....
I like thinking of you just talking to him but he can't make himself listen to you and he just gives you those shiny puppy eyes and cute grin as he just looks at you, his mind blank, not even hearing you and he's so so hooked and everyone's telling him that he's so in love it makes him look dumb but he doesn't mind cause he'll admit it, he's crazy in love and loves you too much
Gimme thoughts about Steve please please please
any hc or scenarios you've been thinking of recently?? I wanna know what's going through that head of yours
oh that head of mine should probably be imploding atp
been thinking a lot about steve being absolutely infatuated. but like more than we've talked about. think ab the trope "she fell first but he feel harder" except he fell first AND he fell harder. like just picture him smiling at every single thing you do. his face is just a painting of adoration and his eyes glow when he looks at you. and he always wants his hands on you always always always. and he's always bringing you up in conversation with anyone he talks to. the party gets super annoyed w him and will always object when he tries to bring you up for the millionth time. youll be at work or school or something and steve will be like
"i wonder what she's doing right-"
*everyone else in unison* "STEVE-"
"right! sorry"
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joellkeeny · 1 year
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please please please please please please
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joellkeeny · 1 year
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characters who view themselves as tools/weapons first and people second... characters who martyr themselves for a cause because they think that's the only way they can be worth something... characters who push themselves past their breaking point again and again and again... characters for whom devotion and masochism are inseparable... characters whose self-sacrifice becomes self-annihilation...... what was my point again? i had a point. anyway.
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joellkeeny · 1 year
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★ A LITTLE LONGER ── steve harrington !
╰➛ mmh early morning cockwarming with this beautiful man !!!
pairing — steve harrington x fem! reader
warnings — cockwarming. you’re a tease. penetration. kissing. neck sucking.
kaus’s note 𓈒◜✶ ݁. hello… yes i know i have a whole event to post but i get side tracked quick asf. :))
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MAIN MASTERLIST ! EX. FICS LIST ⟢ NAVIGATION. — mature content ahead. reblogs & comments are appropriate !
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"shit!" steve cursed, reading the time across his phone. it was way after his time before work— 10 minutes after, actually. he knows for a fact robin will either kill him, meaning throwing everything, she could get her hands on, at him once seeing him walk through the doors of family video, or tease him like crazy about the main season he’s always late: you.
he never tries to be late but you just seem to tempt him. your heavy lidded eyes pleading for him, the slopping kisses you place on his neck as you mumble how sad you’re gonna be without him, the feeling of your body on his, it’s all so captivating. he throws his phone to the side and looks down at sid girl, laying on his chest. he hates waking you up, but soon his phone gonna ring and he’s gonna have to take robins hits over the phone. he doesn’t wanna do that.
"baby," he calls, placing soft kisses on her head. it didn't take long for you to wake up with his slight shakes of your arms and kisses to your head. you sigh at the forceful wakening and all your senses came back at once. the dryness of your mouth and the cock stuffed in you. soft, but still filling. the feeling made you clench around him making him let out a light groan.
"hm?" you opened your eyes to find the sun lightly shining through the curtains, making you question what time it was. steve rubbed your back lightly. "i have to get up," he whispers and you protested by groaning before burying your head into his chest. a smile spreads on his face. damn, you’re cute. no, harrington. not the time! "come on! you know robin," he sighs, eyes rolling at the thought of her name. you sit your head up, your eyes looking at him with a pout on your lip. the pout always works. you hoped it’ll work this time.
so cute! god you were too cute. he groans and throw his head back in exaggeration with a small smile he hoped you could see. but you did and it only makes you smile. making sure you really win him over, you leave a trail of small wet kisses on his neck to his ear. you move your body up to reach his ear better making you slide up his cock. you both hm'd at the friction. "can't you just stay..." you kiss his ear, "a little longer?"
you leave his ear and move down to suck that sweet spot on his neck. god, you drive him insane! his hands shot to your hips trying to stop the rolling of your hips, but the sucking of his neck makes his grip weaker. “shit,” he sighs, cock growing hard inside of you. "baby, come on. i—" you cut him off by moving back down on him.
you whine, at the stretch and pull away from his neck. looking into his brown eyes, you smile, "pretty, please." he was confused on why you were begging at first, forgetting that he had to go to work but he folds once remembering. “fuck, robin's gonna kill me,” he groans, rolling the two of you over.
maybe he could stay a little a longer.
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 2023 starr-k
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joellkeeny · 1 year
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STEVE HARRINGTON “the mind flayer ” 2.08 • stranger things
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#best platonic duo at it again
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