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Penalty Box Series— Quinn Hughes Edition (nine)

ft. Wyatt Johnston

23-24 Season Masterlist

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NOVEMBER 4, 2023

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yourusername welcome back to my postgame penalty box update show: i finally saw a mason marchment fight live and quinn was also there edition!

after quinn's personal record of three trips to the penalty box night, he decided to be good! this was probably due to the fact that i will fight him over any penalty against the stars (hey, remember when you committed interference against robo on february 27th last season? because i sure do), but we'll pretend it was because he's trying to redeem himself since my baby daddy trevy-z is at zero. the war is strong with these two!

you know who did get a penalty? one of my new besties wyatt "johnny" johnston! his penalty was for holding mikheyev in the second period! (holding penalties aren't ones i hold grudges against, so you're in the clear! but also you do nothing wrong ever, so i wouldn't hold it against you anyways) (p.s. i wouldn't have been mad if you fought garly... i was kinda rooting for it)

other penalties include: (in time order) digi for holding against another new bestie harls, mr. captain jamie benn for hooking soucy which created 39 seconds of 4 on 4, craig smith for hooking friedman, and laffy taffy for hooking wyatt's dad joe pavelski all in the first, esa lindell for cross checking garly, hronek for high sticking my blonde prince roope hintz (he got reprimanded for this), and our two fighting majors between the blue eyed menace mason marchment and ian! (mason got an extra minor for unsportsmanlike behavior) (ian was reprimanded for his hit against matt "dutchy" duchene that started the fight)

my best friend, quintin, pulled a jacky boy and fell over nothing! the conversation between the stars broadcasters went like this:

razor: "he was having a moment back there!"

bogo: "he was playing billiards off the bottom of the net to himself!"

razor: "well, he wiped out first!"

needless to say, i was laughing my ass off when i rewatched this game!

special shoutout to demmer for continuing his perfect win streak against the stars and getting his second shut out of the season! i’m so proud of you @/tdemko35 ! (for those who don't know, he has a 7-0-0 record and just gave otter his first regulation loss of the season :))

quinny, i’m going to publicly say i’m sorry that otter caught every one of your shots on goal <3 and i’m proud of your 25 minutes and 23 seconds of hard work tonight! i love you way past infinity💙 keep it up, buttercup!

p.s. dear wy, harls, and delly, thanks for the great time before the game tonight! i hope you loved your postgame goodie bags! i’ll see you boys december 21st! peace and love, new besties <3 @/t.harley48 @/wyattjohnston_ @/tydellandrea53

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_quinnhughes i have so many grievances about this post... but i still love you way past beyond

yourusername i didn't say one bad thing about you!! just one little tease that i teased jack at the same!!

_quinnhughes i'm sharing my post!

yourusername neither broadcast gave me much to work with, quintin! just be glad you're in it

_quinnhughes get out of my house

yourusername fine! i’ll go to petey's!

_eliaspettersson @/yourusername let yourself in and i’ll be back soon

_quinnhughes @_eliaspettersson i was teasing! she's good! she's staying with me!

colecaufield @_quinnhughes quinn, your possessiveness is showing

_quinnhughes @/colecaufield i don't know what you're talking about

yourusername @_quinnhughes awww, you miss me! sap

_quinnhughes i can't win

user14 god DAMN that fifth pic of quinn has me acting up🥵🧎‍♀️

trevorzegras your stars obsession is so cute when you aren't rooting against me❤️ i love you, forever, my precious weirdo (what are you private thoughts on quinn not scoring on otter?) (come home, i miss you)

yourusername i love you, always, my lovingly crazy boy❤️ (i plead the fifth) (i’ll be there before the game!)

_quinnhughes (we all know she's secretly happy i didn't score against her actual favorite team)

yourusername @_quinnhughes (you can't prove shit)

t.harley48 @/yourusername (what is up with the parentheses?)

yourusername @/t.harley48 (it's for private conversations!)

t.harley48 @/yourusername (everyone can read them?)

trevorzegras @/t.harley48 (she's quirky and we love her)

t.harley48 @/trevorzegras (i’m a big fan of quirky)

yourusername @/t.harley48 (then you're welcome that i exist!)

trevorzegras @/t.harley48 (i repeat: she's quirky and we love her)

t.harley48 @/yourusername (thank you)

_quinnhughes @/t.harley48 (you caught on quick, good job)

tdemko35 thank you, y/n/n! my two shutout trophies will be displayed in my living room. i love you, too!

yourusername you are every so welcome, king! keep gobbling up those pucks like they're fruit snacks🫶

tdemko35 yes, ma'am🫡

_quinnhughes @/yourusername why

yourusername @_quinnhughes "why don't you just be yourself?... no one can help but admire your spirit" (collins 121).

_quinnhughes @/yourusername YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE HUNGER GAMES BOOK ON YOU

yourusername @_quinnhughes i had to phone a friend

trevorzegras @/yourusername i think i’m more than just a friend

yourusername @_quinnhughes i had to phone a friend with benefits

trevorzegras @/yourusername WE ARE ENGAGED

yourusername @_quinnhughes i had to phone a friend with a future tax deduction

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras looks like you can't win either

trevorzegras @_quinnhughes i blame the stars

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras me too

yourusername @/trevorzegras @_quinnhughes LEAVE THEM ALONE! THEY DIDN'T DO SHIT!

_quinnhughes @/yourusername you're right, they couldn't even score a goal

yourusername @_quinnhughes too soon, quintin. too. fucking. soon.

user21 wyatt's kinda...👀

user16 "and quinn was also there" sissy's keeping it real as always

wyattjohnston_ i’m honored to be a part of this, your majesty

yourusername i’m always happy to support my people! you deserve it!

wyattjohnston_ you're too kind!

tydellandrea53 @/yourusername and you're such a giver, princess! the guys all loved your postgame goodie bags

t.harley48 all hail the princess!

wyattjohnston_ all hail!

tydellandrea53 all hail!

trevorzegras @_quinnhughes what the fuck happened when these four met up before the game????

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras i don't know i wasn't invited and i’m really glad about that right now

trevorzegras @/wyattjohnston_ @/t.harley48 @.tydellandrea53 send a disco ball emoji you need help

wyattjohnston_ @/trevorzegras we're good😂

tydellandrea53 @/trevorzegras we formed a gang

t.harley48 @/trevorzegras y/n's the princess, johnny is the duke, i'm the viscount, and delly asked to be a jester for some reason

tydellandrea53 damn right

trevorzegras @/yourusername you leave me for two days and decided to start a gang?! without me?!

yourusername @/trevorzegras no! delly started the gang! and just be happy you knew where i was this time!

wyattjohnston_ @/trevorzegras @/yourusername this time?

trevorzegras @/wyattjohnston_ she has a tendency to hop on a plane and not tell anyone where she's going

_quinnhughes @/wyattjohnston_ @/t.harley48 @.tydellandrea if she ever randomly shows up, do us a favor and tell one of us because there'll be a strong chance we didn't know she left

t.harley48 @_quinnhughes got it🫡

wyattjohnston_ @_quinnhughes will do

tydellandrea53 @_quinnhughes no promises

user27 sissy: ceo of "never let them know your next move"

_alexturcotte one fight wasn't enough for you? do you know how to be content?

yourusername nope

_alexturcotte at least you're honest

yourusername liars get their pants set on fire! the babies could get hurt!

_alexturcotte you make a great point, girly hughes!

jackhughes @_alexturcotte does she though?

_alexturcotte @/jackhughes she's carrying my future god child and their sibling. she could tell me that there's a new state and i’d tell her she's right

jackhughes @_alexturcotte sissy and z haven't officially named you as a god parent!

_alexturcotte @/jackhughes that's why i'm kissing ass!

yourusername @_alexturcotte the ass kissing is duly noted🤍

user91 i have been waiting for this post since the nhl dropped the game schedules

jackhughes @_quinnhughes do you want to ship sissy back to trevor yet?

_quinnhughes no i’m trying to keep her for the roadie

trevorzegras @_quinnhughes not happening

jamie.drysdale @_quinnhughes i'm already having withdrawal symptoms

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale you two get her every day! i miss my sister

jackhughes @/trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale @_quinnhughes lukey and i never get to see her! we want a turn!

lhughes_06 yeah! our turn!

colecaufield @/trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale @_quinnhughes @/jackhughes @/lhughes_06 I DESERVE A TURN

_alexturcotte @/trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale @_quinnhughes @/jackhughes @/lhughes_06 @.colecaufield ME FIRST! i’m pulling the ahl card! i get to see girly hughes less than any of you!

yourusername you're all a bunch of SAPS

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lovejosephquinn · 1 year

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Authors Note: It's getting intense now, hope you're ready for the rollercoaster ride you're about to go on for part three! This has took me 7 hours on and off and I'm pretty proud of this series to say the least. Still Wes' number one fan btw. Please feel free to leave a comment or reblog if you're enjoying it, also if you want adding to the tag list for future parts/updates just lmk 🥰

Summary: Joe and reader have never seen eye to eye, growing up together and even further along the line in adulthood. There’s always been something lurking in the back of their minds. It couldn’t be, they share a mutual hatred and can’t stand the sight of one another. Surely, it’s been a long time coming but will the tension finally break into something more beautiful? Time tells all truths.

Under 18's DNI. Warnings: Angst, a worried reader and a whole load of smutty smut throughout Word Count: 6.3k

Taglist: @eddiemunson-mylove @daleyeahson @ali-r3n @quinnypixie @thefemininemystiquee @winchester-angel @ayooooo0 @wonderheartz @avobabe87 @palomahasenteredthechat @chickennug90 @emma77645 @pepsimunson @figmentofquinn @ches-86 @sugarheart-riot @shawnamae87 @joeqnz @kayleeelena97 @etherealglimmer @birdysaturne @freakymunson @aol19 @coley0823 @lma1986 @eddiesgirls12 @poisonedluv @aysheashea @credulouskhaleesi @xlilithb @tlclick73 @siriuslysmoking @miserybeans @haylaansmi

Part 1 ✨ Part 2 ✨ Part 3 ✨ Part 4

"On your knees." You wouldn't usually answer to such a demand, but for Joe you knew you couldn't refuse. A dominating, demeaning and beautiful looking man giving you the eye, forcing you to do as your told when you pause for a second, standing before him naked and for the taking. "Are you deaf? I said on your fucking knees."

"Make. Me." You didn't know why you dared to even try to disobey, maybe you wanted him to corrupt you more than he already had.

It was both the right and wrong move to make, Joe's hand came around to grip your hair up into a ponytail, twirling you around until you fell backwards into him, his other hand cupped itself around your throat, lifting your face up so you were compelled to be face to face at an awkward angle.

"When you're with me, you will do as you're fucking told." The grip tightened making your lips part straining for the oxygen you were now lacking in your lungs. "Got it?" You struggled to nod but you managed it slightly, obviously pleasing him when you felt Joe grind the length of his cock between your ass cheeks. "You look so cute when you're vulnerable." He smirked. It haunted you everywhere.

Joe let go of your throat and you were instantly swung back around to look towards him front ways on, your hair was still very much intact in his clenched fist. As he pulled it downward, you had no choice to be dragged in turn, your knees slapping to the laminated flooring beneath you, slight pain stinging onto the bruises you knew which would consume your legs hours after.

"Well well well, isn't that the prettiest sight I ever did see." Joe hummed as he slapped his cock onto your lips. "Open up for me beautiful, I wanna fuck your mouth." You decided on this occasion not to challenge him, probably better that you didn't after the minimal punishment you received for not submitting the first time.

As he pushed in a few inches, you felt the thickness of his cock stretch through your lips, inviting itself down towards your throat, you took a breath in, bracing yourself for the moment it made contact with your tonsils.

Breaking the tension before you could even get to the point of no return, your phone began to buzz, the irritating tone playing over and over again, radiating through your ear drums; a slight PTSD feeling. "What's that?" Joe took his cock straight from you, leaving your mouth feeling direly empty. With a sigh of what you could only describe as a cock block, you got up from your knees running over to attempt to stop the unbearable nose. "It's my alarm."

Your body came alive, consciously opening your eyes and then closing them again, realising that it was absolutely your alarm tone, alerting you wake the fuck up, ugh. You stretched the entirety of your body, a few clicks of your bones here and there from being in the same position for the few hours sleep you'd managed to get. You moved your arm out of the comfort of your warm sheets to slap your hand down on the stop button. Once you'd managed to finally get it terminate, you accidentally knocked it off of the bedside table and it hit the floor the same way you recollected your knees doing.

Not. Another. Fucking. Dream.

Not only did the thoughts of the last two dreams you've had in 48 hours come into play, it was also the sheer embarrassment and memory of Wesley catching you outside of their flat in the early hours of this morning, every one of these things now consuming over you into one horrendously torturous headache. You could picture perfectly his face the moment he saw you half bent attempting to rush back into your safe space, a place where you could think out loud; but it was all too much in slow motion and now Wesley had this big secret of yours in the palm of his hands. He could and probably would tell Joe of what happened, you knew you would have to face the vile thought of it at some point; but you took a deep breath and thought to yourself: I'll cross that bridge when it comes to it.

You felt just as revolting as you had done the previous night, fantasising about Joe in such a way; but you couldn't even begin to fathom an excuse of why it was becoming a regular occurrence. You had to put two and two together, was it completely possible to have a crush on someone that you hated? You needed to shake off the thought, but you were completely intrigued by the new feeling. It was completely obvious that the feeling was not and would never be a mutual one, so you could just continue to dream about him and that's all it would ever be; nothing more and nothing less.

It was something that would make the headlines in your very own news broadcast. The girl that hated the boy all her life and now finally comes to admit that the reason she's hated him all this time was because she wanted to get in his pants, or in short; the girl likes the boy. Who would ever admit such a crime? It felt as though it was one after all. Had someone put a curse upon you to gain sudden emotion towards Joseph Quinn? Or were you truly just growing out of your hateful advances towards him.

You forced yourself up and out of bed, nothing left to do but get on with your day; the sheer thought of it made you feel even more exhausted than you already were. You moved to the bathroom, clinging your hands to the edge of the sink as you took one look at yourself in the mirror, immediate nausea hitting you square in the stomach from your head repeatedly telling you that Wesley had told Joe about you listening in to him and his one night stand.

"Stop worrying about it Y/N, what's the worst that could happen?" You give yourself a pep talk before twisting the tap and splashing cold water over your face, relieving some of the symptoms that arose with the sickening ambience which you were pretty sure was on it's way to overpowering you.

Everything you forced yourself to do to get over the worry of last night was an impossible task; the very ordeal was held above your head like a constant rain cloud with no escape until you had at least faced Wesley again, maybe he had forgotten or maybe you were just stupid for trying to make yourself believe such a thing. It seemed like you had not got a choice in what you thought now; Joe was stuck in the forefront of your mind. These mixed up and down right freaky feelings were starting to put you in a chokehold, you knew you must maintain your reputation around him in keeping the whole enemy situation a thing, you couldn't let your guard slip, not now.

The reason had clearly been there all along, how you were connected by fate, despising one another with no apparent logic as to why you did, you'd gone through nearly all your life bumping into him at one time or another and now all of a sudden you lived across a hallway from him; surely it was a sign. There was only one problem however, Joe would never feel the same way about you. You'd put on the façade for too many years to be able to develop anything from whatever feud formed between you.

The only rational thing to do now was to fall onto your sofa, hide yourself away and maybe scream into your cushion a little bit; it worked for other problems in the past so why not this one?

There was no denying you felt a little better after that, yet the sound coming from outside averted your attention straight back to it all. You could make out the familiar sound of Joe and Wesley's front door opening and the bimbo giggling just a few feet away from yours. You made a bee line for the peep hole which had become very much your own spying object. You lifted your feet to manage a look through it with ease, each of you knew this was only a one night stand, but only one of you hoped that it wouldn't be. She was in an eager and desperate attempt to keep him in the hallway and clearly not wanting to say goodbye, Joe had other ideas. She was on her tip toes just as you were, her arms wrapped around the back of his neck as she giggled whilst he made a subtle attempt at stepping her back into the corridor when she'd took two steps forward.

"Do I have to go?" She giggled, doing that whole innocent girl act which made you cringe in the worst of ways.

"I've got stuff to do, I'll call you though." There it was, the confirmation of a one night stand, I'll call you is a way of kindly insinuating for the other to piss off and I'll never see you again unless it's for a booty call. Joe removed her arms that were attached with her all her might, as she remained leaning upward she made a move for his lips to give him a goodbye kiss, yet before she got at least half way there, Joe was slowly closing the door in her face.

"I'll see you soon then." She grinned, a slight nerving in her voice obviously upset and bitter that she'd been another victim of the charm that Joe's whole aura gave off. You watched her until she was out of your sight, looking back a couple of times in hope that maybe he'd reopen the door and change his mind about her leaving and suddenly want her, need her. Of course he didn't. You quit your almost stalking behaviour, picking at the skin of your thumbs anxiously as your thoughts continued getting the better of you.

Finally managing to pluck up the strength, you pushed yourself into the bathroom, turning on the shower to get ready for the day ahead. You were reliving the dreams again when you found your thighs clenching together, hearing Joe behind you with his clear instructions after you refused to listen the first time. You tilted your head back, letting the water run warm on your face, your lips parted a little as you attempted to breathe through it. Your body took control of you, your hand slowly touching yourself up before slotting between your slit, you rubbed a little, bringing your head forward to gaze down at what you had started. You bit down on your bottom lip, deciding to just let yourself go wild; you deserved a little fun after the situations you'd found yourself in lately. You moved your legs to stand a little apart from each other so that you could find the ache you craved to be played with. Shivers ran up and down your spine, the mix of pleasure as your fingertips brushed against your clit with the warm water and steam running from the showerhead just added to the eroticism. You were just missing one thing, him.

You closed your eyes in the hope that the mirage of Joe would appear in front of you and as if by magic, your head adhered to your wishes. The euphoria became all too real as Joe's hand now mirrored that of yours, rubbing effortlessly, his forehead pressed against yours as he watched you fall apart with the way he expertly stroked your sensitive area. You swore you could hear the sound of his raspy voice in your ear, telling you to let go, to give yourself up for him. This version of Joe adored you and would do anything to make you feel good and the realisation that this would never be the case made you all the more eager to enjoy this moment.

The satisfaction you longed for finally hit you as you moaned out his name way louder than you could have thought possible; your thighs making an attempt to clench together but straining to stay apart whilst you rid out your orgasm. "Keep them open, I want to see you squirm." There was the voice in your head again, the perfectly gravelly southern accent which once you detested but now sent an unfeasible amount of butterflies both ascending from your stomach and descending back down again once they'd reached their bee line for your heart strings.

Your eyes opened and yet again, you were alone and without the man you were beginning to hanker for. You finished off your shower, giving yourself a good wash down, scrubbing at your hair which had lugged up during your bit of sleep you managed to get. It was an absolute understatement to suggest that you weren't exhausted, you really were, you felt like you could genuinely sleep for a week.

You managed a bowl of cereal and a cup of tea, your towel still intact around your head with your dampened hair wrapped securely inside of it, you'd put on your comfy clothes from the night before and would decide if it was even worth getting dressed properly later. You contemplated on what more you could do to take your mind off of Joe, you felt like you had fantasised enough for one day. Looking out the window, the weather was an absolute no go, it was pouring it down with rain, the water smashing against the glass made you shake your head, reassurance that you weren't about to be going out anywhere anytime soon.

You took yourself off to bed, grabbing your blanket which was neatly folded on your set of drawers for when you required it; this was one of those days. Scrolling aimlessly through your phone as most people do when it's their only cure for boredom, it wasn't long until you caught your eyes shutting, straining them to keep yourself awake was way too much of a task. So you gave up, unwrapping the towel from your head, rubbing any excess water you had left and threw it to the floor. Laying on your side, you locked your phone, keeping it next to you and shut your eyes, away from reality and away from the fatigue, your last thought was that you assured yourself you would awake feeling fresh and recomposed.

Your dream was vivid this time around. You were stood in a huge field filled with hundreds of people that you had never seen before, yet there was a gap making a straight line between you and Joe. You were both stood facing one another, chests puffing in and out with your heart beating overtime at the sight of one another. No matter how much you tried, every step forward you would take towards him, Joe would take one step back, yet he'd still be staring right at you. Was this a metaphor for never having Joe the way you wanted him? If anything were to happen would you just be like the girl he basically kicked out of his home this morning?

Joe began moving back faster until he was disappearing into the crowd of people, the space closing of your views between each other, trapping you amongst everybody else. You could see glimpses of his faces behind the strangers that moved around you, but you couldn't find anyway to get close enough. You shouted his name, but no sound came out, just the hustle and bustle of every one else's voices seemed to bellow over whatever noises did emerge from you. Running did you no favours, it was a heavy sensation like chains were wrapped around your ankles as you kept tripping over your own to feet. You got no where and before you knew it; you had completely lost him.

You sat up in a panic, your breath heaving from your parted lips as you looked around the room, no daylight to be seen, how long had you been sleeping for? You felt better for it anyway, it didn't matter to you right now that your body clock would probably be fucked up and you wouldn't sleep as well tonight, you were just glad that you had finally got some rest. You lifted yourself up in your newfound mood, putting on some music onto your Alexa, you glanced out of your bedroom to window to find it had stopped raining. The noise of the tunes playing in the background had you swaying your hips from side to side, you were in the mood for a drink or two, it was Saturday night after all, wouldn't it be rude not to partake?

You danced on over to your phone, tapping it to see the time. 7:00pm. You gave yourself an hour and a half time frame to get ready and then you spontaneously decided that you would venture out to the local pub around the corner from your complex. Venturing into the kitchen, you opened the fridge to find the now chilled wine that you had saved from the other night, no need for a glass you thought, you would chug from the bottle. Heading back for your bedroom and sitting down at your makeshift vanity mirror you began to make yourself look human again. It'd been so long since you got ready like this, the upbeat music seemed to help dissolve all of your present issues in your head and replace them with the lyrics to the song, almost as instantaneously as your voice belted them out.

You did a full face of natural looking make up adorned with a smoky eye, curled your hair leaving them intact whilst you slipped on your ripped jeans and a long sleeved crop top. Going back to the mirror you combed through the thick ringlets to let them become softer waves. You added jewellery, spritzed yourself with your favourite perfume, downing at least a third of the bottle of wine so that you had some liquid courage inside of you to help you settle in the pub quicker once you got there.

You went into your wardrobe to pull out your bag you used when you go out out, put on your trusty old faithful heels, doing a final check to make sure you had turned off all of the plugs and moved back through to the kitchen to forage through the cupboards to find something that you could shot before you set off. You found a bottle of vodka right at the back of one of the shelves, it was absolutely not like you to just undo the cap and take a swig of the sterile tasting spirit, your face scrunched up as it burnt your throat when you swallowed a gulp of it down. It made you feel quite sick in all fairness but you washed down that feeling with another shot of it straight into your mouth, a burp ascending quicker than you would have liked once you had ingested the last drop, the burn was non existent the second time around and you felt a little tipsy by the time you had found the front door, shutting it behind you and repeating over and over to yourself to lock it behind you.

It were as if by magic that you caught sight of your next door neighbour leaving to quite obviously go out to do the same thing you were doing, how convenient. "Dan!" You shouted, he turned around getting a glimpse of who had just called his name out, a smile broke out, reserved just for you and you alone. Dan was quite an attractive man, probably about ten years older than you but a tall, dark and handsome kind of vibe was good enough, it didn't make you mind the obvious age gap.

"Hey Y/N! Where you heading?" He waited for you to catch up before you began to walk to the lifts together.

"Was just going to test the waters at the pub around the corner." You replied, swaying a little from the alcohol inevitably making it's way into your system.

"All on your lonesome?" He chuckled, resting his hand onto your shoulder to keep you still.

"Yeah, you?" You smiled sweetly.

"Guess that means we can go and have a drink together then huh?" The lift pinged and the doors opened as Dan gestured for you to go through first, pressing the ground floor button, you cleared your throat as you watched the doors shut.

"I don't see why not." Dan pressed his hand to your back, ushering you to go out of the lift before him again and then onto opening the main complex doors for you, it was gentlemanly gesture after gentlemanly gesture; sweet little things that you noticed about him.

You made brief, short conversation as you made the few minute journey to the bar and sure enough, it was as busy as you thought it would be. You moved along the crowd of people, wedging yourself where you could at the bar to order your drinks.

"What do you want?" Dan almost had to shriek into your ear for you to be able to hear what he said over the top of everyone.

"Vodka and coke please." You may as well of sticked to the spirits, you had already made an excellent job of polishing off a bottle of wine and the few shots you dared yourself to do.

There was no forced chatter between you both once you had gotten your beverages, you found a table with two high stools to sit at together. One drink together turned into several and a few hours later, you were fully in the zone now; drunk and entirely happy. Feeling free of the irritations of what you could consider real life. You moved your eyes along the crowd, people watching whilst Dan excused himself to go to the toilet. You double took as soon as you found the pair of eyes you didn't wish to see tonight. Joe. He was filling his attention span straight towards you, trying to peer at who was sat with you. You flittered your eyes away with the hope that he had not seen you make a couple of seconds of full eye contact with him.

Dan returned back to his seat and you consciously watched through your field of vision at Joe furrowing his brow seeing him of all people joining you. You decided to play this to your advantage to see if he would keep watching or would leave you to it seeing you preoccupied and happy with your company. It seemed to work, you managed to find Wesley stood next to him who scanned Joe's line of view to find you. He put his hand on his shoulder trying to recapture his attention off of you, there was instant refusal as Joe replied to him without even taking his forced stare away.

The considerable amount of alcohol in your system and the man you were pining for in your imagination was now wrapped around your little finger, you had Dan with you; it was time to make an obvious flirt of yourself. The more you inflicted your touch upon Dan, whether it be stroking his arm or leaning into him and laughing at every joke he was pulling from his sleeve, it was driving Joe insane. You loathed every second of it yet the more you continued your act, the more it began to feel sincere, he was a really nice, palpable person and it made it more difficult to fake around him.

"Wanna get out of here?" Dan asked you straight, his hand firmly pressed against your leg and it seemed that the intention was there and he'd caught wind of your flirting, intending that you would accept his offer.

"Why not." You confirmed, picking up your bag from the table you jumped off of the stool. You looked back enough to watch Joe's emotion fully changing, deflating right in front of you. Wesley was still in a huge attempt to make him ignore what was happening in front of him, but he failed each time. Dan put his arm around you as you made your way out of the bar, you pretty much clung to him all the way back. You got to the hallway, stopping at his door and then entering right behind him. You got straight into it, Dan took a hold of your waist and leaned down pushing his lips onto yours. Your eyes were clenched shut and for a minute you imagined that it was Joe's lips connected to yours instead of his. A wave of disgust ravished over you and you tried to stop, but the more you leaned back the further he'd close the space again.

"D-Dan I-I-" He leaned back to his full height, looking at you concerned.

"Everything ok?" He asked, a little confused.

"I just can't go through with it, there's someone I think I like and I feel bad if I lead you on."

Dan let go of you, holding his hands up in the air. "No worries, we're friends though right?" Ever the gentleman he had proved himself to be, you leaned up to kiss his cheek, looking back with a nod and unsteady feet. "Thank you for understanding." With that, you left to return the few metres to your front door.

Closing it behind you, you sink down to the ground as tears seep from your eyes, you were going through every emotion that alcohol could possibly endure upon you tonight and it showed from the way you felt guilty for kissing someone else even though the realisation hit you that the man you actually wanted to do it with would never want or think the same. You attempted to get up from the floor, but fell straight back down again, using the front of your foot to push each heel off, you kicked them to either side of the room. Falling back only increased the tears, you felt useless and small. They say drunken minds speak sober thoughts and in your case this had never been more true.

You were startled as you overheard the sound of running from the outside getting closer and closer, followed by the bashing of a fist just above you. A huff and a sigh, managing to get yourself to your feet whilst feeling slightly unnerved at the strenuousness and eagerness to get your attention. You moved the door handle down slowly, creaking it open to look through. Joe.

"What?" Well done, you started that extremely well.

"I figured out your problem, your problem is with me." Joe pushed against the door, leaning against where you held it, you cold have easily let go and permitted him to fall flat on his face, but you kept a good grip on it.

"God you're a fucking genius." You sarcastically hissed back at him. The stench of alcohol and cigarettes leaked from you both, alcohol was fuelling you both to state your truths, just a shame you couldn't go the right way about it and had to maintain your normal way of detesting him. You moved away from the door letting it swing open as Joe moved a couple of steps in.

"There she is. You know you're the biggest most pretentious self centred bitch I've ever had the misfortune of meeting." Those words cut you deep, fresh wounds in the pit of your stomach which destroyed the butterflies you had been feeling previously over Joe only hours ago.

"Was that supposed to be an insult?" You fired back, scowling at him for not knowing he was breaking your heart and only pushing your walls up further.

"Nope, just the truth."

Before you could shoot a reply back to him, Wesley rushed in and looked between the two of you and the apprehension returned back from the locked part of your sober memory that it was possible that he had told Joe about catching you last night. Shit shit shit.

"Wesley will you get him away from me I-"

"Will you two stop fucking shouting it's the middle of the night and you've got the front door open to increase the volume for these poor people that live around us."

"He came to me and I don't know why." You ignored his plea for you both to shut the fuck up.

"Joe come on mate, let's leave her be."

"No we're having it out Wes, I can't be bothered with this shit anymore, she's been this way with me since school and I want to know what her problem is with me."

"It's just you." You hovered your finger from his head down to his feet, gesturing that it was nothing but that, you couldn't help your eyes following where your hand moved so you could get a good look at him despite your response.

"No excuse."

"Valid excuse."

"No it's not!" Joe raised his voice.

"Yes it is!" You raised yours a pitch louder.

"No it's n-"

"Oh my god, will you two just get it out your systems and fuck already? You're both being ridiculous." Wesley stood and quite enjoyed the comical way both of your jaws fell to the floor in unison. Having had his moment, with such authority, he slammed the door shut to make a point of his argument towards you and Joe.

"So come on, tell me the real reason you clearly despise the very thought of me?" Joe put one foot in front of the other, striding over towards you like he was on a mission, making you be the one to step backwards until your back hit the counter top with a thud. His hands placed themselves either side of you, trapping you completely. You'd never been this close to him before in real life, seeing the way his doe eyes were wide, you had never realised how stunning the colour of them were; he was exceptionally more beautiful up close.

"I don't have a reason, I don't know you." Your voice faltered at the way he stood over you, making you feel so small.

"Do you want to know me?"

You shook your head, lips parting to suggest otherwise but you didn't speak a word.

"Yes or no?" His face became impossibly close as he craned his neck down to just above your level.

You shook your head again, this time slower, then the gap closed. His mouth on yours without a final thought, the feeling was unreal, better than your dreams perceived. His lips were soft and angled perfectly against yours. None of you broke the kiss, it just got mor heated the longer it went on, Joe's hand came up to firmly grip against the back of your neck, ensuring you weren't going anywhere even if you wanted to. Your heads tilted opposite ways, deepening the kiss, feeling the tip of his tongue meet with yours, he tasted like tequila and cigarettes which made you dart your own muscle in motion with his, it was absolutely exhilarating.

Joe made his hands get to work whilst the heat between you continued to stir rampantly. Feeling him unbuttoning your jeans made you mimic his action as you began to unbutton his trousers. Joe made the first attempt to break the kiss as you removed your own clothes, instantly naked before each other, Joe took a hungry moment to check you out thoroughly.

"You might be a bitch, but you're fucking sexy underneath all of that." A backhanded compliment but it made your cunt twitch all the same. Joe picked you up by your waist, lifting you onto the countertop so that you were now at a face to face level, with better access he pushed his lips to you again, your legs spreading wide so that he could stand between them.

His big hands wandered up and down, scanning the length of your spine allowing goose bumps to be left in his tracks. Joe pushed you back in an eager state and your response was to sit your feet up, arching your thighs out further so that he could touch you with ease. You let out a lengthy moan into Joe's mouth as he pushed two of his thick fingers inside of you, stretching you out in a means to get you ready for the main event. He thrusted them in and out of you in a painfully slow manner, but made sure you felt the whole length of the by allowing his fist to be pressed up to your entrance.

You whimpered as they tapped at your cervix, curling upward when he got to it each time, his pace picking up with every jab. You squealed when a third finger made it's way through, it made Joe bite down on your lip as if you were driving him crazy with the noises you were making. "You're so fucking tight." He moaned along with you as his other hand was fisting away at his cock, spasming in his hand from how turned on he felt.

"Cum for me. I wanna be fucking you senseless in the next few minutes." His forehead pressed against yours, looking down to monitor the work he was putting in to make you come undone. Joe hit a particular spot just the side of your cunt, making you clench around him, back arching upward as you came all over his digits.

"Fuck yes." Joe sounded out, removing them from you instantly and grabbing your hand making you slip a little so he could pull you from the countertop.

"Bend over." You stood gawking at the way his cock twitched in his grip, you were mesmerised by it, not what you were expecting, thick in girth and just above average in size, it had a slight curve to it, uncut and just overly perfect; you should've known.

"Did you hear me?" He snarled.

"Evidently not." Your sarcastic response got his attention. Low and behold your dream became reality and he gripped his hands onto your shoulders, swerving you around and pushing your head downward so that you were in the position he wanted you in.

Your heart was pounding, you quickly remembered you were in the same spot where you were in your first dream, everything was coming to light and it was just as you had wished it to be. If only it were better circumstances than clearly a hate fuck. Joe spread your ass cheeks before slapping his cock against it, biting down on his lip, he let them go, caging his length between them and grinding up and down letting his foreskin move a little making him unleash a wild and wicked grunt. Replacing his cock to position himself at your entrance, you were met with a cursive spank to one of your ass cheeks and then another, matching the slight red mark he left on the other.

"Beg for it." He said.

"Never-" You replied.

Without hesitation, he didn't let you get another word in edge ways before he slammed into you, the wetness you had already created together made him slide in with ease and you took every inch of his cock instantly, dainty tears creeping in the corner of your eyes from the sheer stretch. He railed into you instantly, leaning over to bury one hand underneath you, seamlessly rubbing at your clit to get even more of a reaction out of you than he had already gotten. Joe clearly knew that he wouldn't be lasting long from the way he went about it.

His hand pulled onto your hair, making the contact between you even closer, his sack was launching upward, slapping against you, his hand furiously massaged against you and his cock infiltrated you good and proper, you were in a state of ecstasy which you never wanted to stop. Joe pushed on as much as he could, yet the harder he went, the more he concentrated in not blowing his load too soon. He moaned out your name a couple of times which sent you over the edge into your second orgasm.

As soon as you clenched around his length, Joe knew he was a goner. He pulled out of you and released straight onto your ass, hissing profanities at the top of his lungs at the over stimulation he was receiving from ultimate pleasure.

You reached over for the tea towel at the side of you, throwing it back for Joe to be able to clean you up, he wiped over you briefly and began to get dressed instantly. You were both ridiculously out of breath, silent and awkward. Understandable as the first real contact between the two of you happened to be this way.

You made the effort to get back into your clothes to make you feel at least a little less demoralised. You weren't sure if you really did like him, if it was only a lust for Joe that you were craving. You weren't kidding nobody, not even yourself.

"I'll ask you again." Joe broke the imposed mutism. "Do you want to know me?"

You made a farced attempt to scowl at him, you shook your head. Brushing past him and opening the front door to signal for him to leave, you'd had about all that you could take for now. Both figuratively and literally.

You moved your hand to him and wafted towards the door. Joe grabbed his shoes not even bothering to put them back on seeing as he didn't have much a distance to go back to his own place.

"Yes-" Joe paused.

You sighed.

"Or-" He swallowed a gulp of saliva.

"No."

"I hate you Joseph Quinn."

"No you don't." Joe smirked at you as he walked away, looking back at you to press his ear against his front door, another malicious snigger erupting from his throat.

"I assure you, I'm far from hated." He winked at you, unlocking the door and closing it behind him.

Shit. He knows.

#joseph quinn fluff #joseph quinn smut #joseph quinn angst #joseph quinn imagine #joseph quinn x reader

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joesquinns · 1 year

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This gif is shit - sorry for that Since it's Valentine's Day here where I am, I thought of "giving" my favourite fanfic-writers some love because they give us so much love during the whole year with their awesome creations! I refuse to pick fave stories, so I'm going to link to their masterlist instead! So buckle up because this is going to be a long ride...

But first...some warnings:

Warning 1: A lot of the writers mentioned below write RPF!!! RPF stands for Real Person FICTION! It's fiction about a real person!! I repeat, it's fiction! If you're not comfortable with that, then you have to skip those fics.

Warning 2: Almost all the writers I post here have 18+ fics! So please, if you're underage, don't interact with them. Take a look at their warnings and all, and if you find something that doesn't fit you - don't read it! Simple as that! No need to send stupid asshole hate on anon!

Ok, are you ready?

@joejoequinnquinn Kay is my darling, ok? She's such a wonderful and beautiful person and simply perfect and since this perfection isn't enough she can write! Like damn! She has a way to play with words, it makes me feel things I didn't know I could feel. So do yourself a favour and read her stuff, like AND reblog it, and believe me you will be a different person! - Masterlist

@quinnypixie If you're a fan of Joseph Quinn and do not know Stevie or her writing, I don't know what you're doing here? It doesn't even take 0,5 seconds to get invested in her stories and in her characters and ... you're going to end up obsessed, but it's a beautiful obsession, believe me. - Masterlist

@choke-me-joey I'm a perv...I don't hide it. I like sex. All kinds of sex - there is no limit for me. I try everything out. Especially when it comes to reading about sex. So if smut would be a drug, then Kat would be my favourite drug-dealer. That's for sure. But she doesn't only write smut, you find all kind of stories in her masterlist, especially a very great Eddie story that she's currently writing. In addition to that, she's soon going to ruin us with fluff & angst, and I'm so here for it! - Masterlist (Since Kat is shadowbanned on her account - take a look and follow her on her main: @choke-me-eddie)

@ceriseheaven I don't have to say much about Cherry, do I? I mean, if you're here, you've come across her absolute perfect stuff. In addition to that, Cherry is one of the sweetest and nicest person I've seen on Tumblr. She gets a complete innocent ask and turns it into a masterpiece that leaves you like a lost puppy. I love seeing her and her writing on my dash - Masterlist

@icallhimjoey I have never, in my life, been so deep in desperation when reading her famous 5-parts. Especially when they aren't finished. I want to rip my hair out like every. single. time. No exception. So, grab some coffee or tea, open her masterlist and join us, the cumcum twats. - Masterlist

@quinnsbower If you take a look at Luna's masterlist you'll find EVERYTHING there. They write for all characters Joe has played, plus some (very good) rpf. Every story of them is absolutely fantastic and very beautiful written. - Masterlist

These are the ones I wanted to name explicit, please understand that I can't write some nice words to all the perfect writers out there since it would definitely break this site. But here are the following writers, I totally recommend to check out, read their stuff and reblog ♥

To all the blogs tagged in this post: Thank you so much for your writing!!! You don't know what impact you and your perfect written words have on our lives...MY LIFE!!! You make this earth a better place. Your stories are doing a greater work than any other person could do! ♥ I love you all ♥ Happy Valentine's day ♥

#eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn x reader #eddie munson smut #joseph quinn smut #eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things #rpf #fic rec #18+#I have made this some days ago so I hope all the links are still working #I hope I got all the pronouns right #please tell me if I made a mistake!!!#queue

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sweet-villain · 2 years

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Just Friends?~ Joseph Quinn

Requested? No

Tags : @randomstory56 @reidparker @parabatai-izzy @trishmarieofficial @skybridgerton @m-rae23 @kellysimagines

Summary : Joseph does a meet and greet with some fans, the reader as his girlfriend is with him helping out and one fan asks him if the reader is his girlfriend. He answers “we are just friends” and it’s not the first time Joseph has said this about the reader. Later that night when Joseph tried to kiss the reader and cuddle her, touch her she says, “ we’re just friends, right?” She wants to leave and Joseph begs for her to stay.

Author's Note : This idea came to me today while I was at work

You were heading to Canada with Joe to Fan Expo. He insisted that you'd come with him and help out while you sat besides him as he signs autographs and meets fans, he told you Grace would be there. You had met her briefly when he brought you on set with him, you were friends with the cast too.

You and Joseph were dating for about a year but you were friends first for two years before you two got together. He adored you so much and loved how supportive you were of him.

But Joe was very private about dating you, he never shared you on his instagram, he didn't want you to have the attention and fans hating you. But, sometimes you wished Joe would show you off to the whole world as his.

You were too busy in your thoughts when Joe made his way over to you in the bathroom placing his hands on your hips turning you around.

" You alright, sweetheart?" He asks, eyebrows knitted together a little as his eyes searched your face.

" Oh, yeah. I'm good" you nodded bringing yourself from your head as you were thinking. He titled his head, one strand of curls stuck to his forehead making him look adorable.

" Joe, I'm good. Nothing to worry about" you tell him after a few minutes as he's quite.

He nods kissing your forehead, " you know if something is bothering you, you can talk to me. I'm all ears"

You cup his face with both your hands, thumbs running over his cheeks assuring him you were doing okay. You just went into your head and didn't want Joe to worry. If you had told him, you'd stress him out before you two had to go.

It felt like the day was going by faster and you both started to get ready for the Fan Exp. You bite down on your bottom lip watching Joe get dressed.

" Take a picture, sweetheart" he chuckles watching as he caught you. A blush appears on your cheeks but you continue to bite your bottom lip. This distracted him from getting ready as he moved closer to you, cupping your face with one hand as his thumb runs over your bottom lip, pulling from you nibbling on it.

" That's a distraction, I need to get ready or we aren't leaving this room at all"

" Oh?" you asked, your breath hitched as his other hand gripped your thigh. " Be a good girl, and get dressed too. We will play later."

As you got up to go get ready, walking past him with make up bag in your hands, you gasp looking back at Joseph. A smirk on his face. He just smacked your ass as if telling you to hurry up or he will pick your outfit for you.

The drive to the Fan Expo was quite, your palms became sweaty looking out the window. You weren't particular happy to tag along knowing his fans would either say something or something was about to happen. You can feel it in the pit of your stomach.

Joe hasn't even looked over you. He was nervous and in his head thinking about how today was going to go. He was excited to meet his fans, see Grace and happy to have you there. It eased him a bit that he didn't have to sit alone.

Everything became a blur until you sat next to Joe at the table, he had sharpie in his hands ready to sign. He stretched in his chair looking over to you.

" You doing okay?" he asks, reaching over with his hand on your thigh. He gave it a little squeeze, you nodded watching as a line started to form. Joe's gaze lingered on you for a bit before he took his hand off your thigh. You missed his touch but he straightens himself and was ready to start.

Fans rolled in showing him tattoos that they got of Eddie, asking him questions and telling him how much they loved and adored him. You watched his face beam with happiness as he met each one. It made your day how happy he looked.

A girl walked up to the table to greet Joe, she eyed you before looking back at him.

" Hi! How are you?" Joe asked, signing a picture for her.

" I'm good, it's so nice to meet you. Eddie is my favorite character, he is also my comfort character. Thank you so much for doing what you do"

He looked up at her with happiness, eyes shining at her like it was the best thing he heard all day.

" Thank you so much, it's so nice to meet you" he glanced down at the autograph that had her name on it and glanced back up at her, " Melissa."

It looked like the girl could melt in front of him as he spoke her name. But her gaze dropped to you and her face held confusion.

" Before I go, I have a question" Joe nodded, waiting for her to go on. Meanwhile you sat, scoffing at her behind your hand that covered your mouth as you leaned on it on the table holding your head up too.

You have nothing against his fans most of the time, you know how they are but this one, something felt off about her.

" Who is she?" she pointed to you as looked over to Joe. He glanced over to catch your eye, his legs bounced as he became nervous. He wasn't about to tell her that you were his girlfriend, no.

But you thought he would.

" She's my best friend" you leaned back in your chair stunned at his words. But then again, you aren't because this isn't the first time he told people that you were just his friend. It hurt to hear it.

Joe nervously bit on his bottom lip thinking you'd burst at him at any given moment but he heard nothing from you besides him.

Melissa nodded happy with the answer as she left the table. Joe hadn't noticed the discomfort look on your face as you sat there, pursing your lip and arms across your chest.

You badly needed a cigarette.

Joe kept signing and meeting his fans like he did nothing wrong, he occasionally would reach over to squeeze your thigh as a reminder that he hasn't forgotten you.

Someone even asked him his birthday because google has got it wrong. Everyone thought he was a Taurus when he's an Aquarius. as the line started to become shorter and shorter, he had to go take pictures bending down to whisper in your ear that he would miss you. His lips lingered by your ear, looking to see if anyone was watching but when he saw no one did, he kissed you on the cheek before he left.

You fished out a pack of cigarets from you purse heading to the back door to smoke while Joe took pictures with fans. It still bothered you that he called you just his friend. If you were just his friend, why was he with you? You wanted people to know that you were dating Joseph, it meant a lot to you and it's been two years since you know him and one year dating him.

You could handle the media and the fans, it was Joseph who thought otherwise. He thought he was protecting you but only hurting you every single time he called you friend.

When you met the cast of Stranger Things, he called you his friend too at first not wanting any pressure on or any questions. He didn't want you to feel overwhelmed but at the same time you wanted them to know you were his girl.

You don't know how long you stood out there for before heading inside walking around through people following where Joseph is suppose to take photos at.

You stood there looking around seeing fans dressed up as him, some had hellfire shirts and some brought their kids with them. It made you smile seeing the little kids waiting in line. Joe loved kids, the sight of him brought happiness in his eyes as he saw them.

" You're so pretty" someone said to you. It was one of the fans that gave him a gift as he signed her autograph. She was sweet.

" Thank you, so are you!"

You felt like this was going to be a long day, Joe was almost done for today. As you waited you took out your phone to scroll through your social media, already seeing the photos Joe did with fans as they posted them. It was cute and so sweet how they gushed on meeting him.

His smile could cure anyone's day.

" Ready to go?" you heard Joe's voice as he came up to you. A hand on your back as he looked at you. You put your phone in your purse, not even answering as you walked ahead of him. His smiled dropped, eyebrow frowned together as he stood there for a moment before catching up with you. What happened?

He walked along sides you, trying to figure out what happened. His kept glancing at you but you paid him no mind which bothered him.

" Y/N" he calls out to you but you simply walked faster. Joe continued to run along side you.

The ride back to the hotel was really quiet, Joe kept looking over at you seeing if you were going to talk to him. But you sat there, a hand leaning on the window supporting your head as you looked out watching the scenery.

When you got into the hotel room, shrugged off your jacket and dropping your purse on the chair in the room. Joe made his way over to you to wrap his arms around but you just went to your side of the bed sitting down to take off your jewelry.

He walked over to sit next to you, moving your hair away from your face and leaned down to kiss your cheek. His lips lingering them as they kissed down to your neck.

You got up from the spot and made your way to the bathroom but not before Joe grabbed your wrist pulling you into his lap.

" What's wrong, sweetheart? Did I do something?" He asks, you can't help but snort looking away from him. Has he done something? Oh he has done plenty.

" I don't know what I did, but I'm sorry" again, you snored. He can take his sorry and shove it somewhere. You slipped off his lap making your to your bag.

You couldn't stay here if he was going to be just your friend. It hurt too much to be near him. You love him with all your heart but he called you his friend, like you weren't dating him even.

" Sweetheart, what are you doing?" His heart raced seeing you pack your things. " Why are you packing? We aren't leaving tonight"

" I know, but I am" you tell him, closing your bag up. Joe blinks not understand what was happening.

" Why? What happened?" He makes his way over to you kneeling down to grab your hands but you don't let him, pulling away from him.

" Don't touch me"

Hurt flashes in his eyes fearing the worst. You were leaving him but why? What did he do?

" Sweetheart, I need you to talk to me and tell me what's going on. I can't help if I don't know what I did"

You scoffed, " You know exactly what you did Quinn"

Ouch, using his last name meant you were mad at him and he needed to fix it.

" I don't" his eyes are glossy now as he is trying to keep himself together. Your head snaps in his direction, he pouts with tears falling down his cheeks seeing the mad look on your face.

" We're just friends, friends don't kiss and hold hands" you tell him.

" Fri-i-i-iends? Huh?" he sniffs, " what are you saying?" You chuckled," you called me your friend today. Joe we have been together for a year now, I want people to know I'm yours. I know you like to be private about your relationship with me, but I want the world to know that Joseph Quinn is mine."

" I didn't know you felt this way sweetheart, but please don't leave" he says watching you grab your bag and standing up. He breaks out in a sob feeling his heart cracking seeing you were going to leave.

" Please Y/N, I love you baby" you look down at him, your own cheeks stained with tears and more coming. Licking your lips from the salty tears, you ran a hand through his curls.

" I love you too Joseph but I can't be your friend. You called me that, it's not the first time you did this. It hurts me more than you know, I need more."

" Please" he begs you hugging your legs, holding you.

" Joe I can't be here right now" He shakes his head, another sob coming from him.

" Sweetheart, please" you rip his hands from your legs and walk to the door but you were pulled back by your bag handle being held by Joe who stood up now.

He shakes his head, his eyes are red and glossy. His cheeks are stained with tears with his lip quivering.

" Stay" he begs you. You close your eyes feeling your own heart, " If you love me how you say you love me, you would of never called me your friend. You would of know how much it hurts, I know your fans and the media might say nasty things about me or make things up, but I don't care. I just want the world to know that Joseph Quinn is all mine. My everything but you can't even give me that..." you tell him with your back to him, pulling your bag. He lets go, whimpering reaching out to you but your at the door already.

You pulled the handle letting the light into the dim room. Joe can't seem to move and try to run to you.

Only you hear him calling your name as you walk out the door, you hear another sob from him leaving your heart with him.

#joseph quinn #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn imagine #joseph quinn x reader #imagine joseph quinn #Jewls writes #I was crying my heart out writing this

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lilajeanbasener · 2 years

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For the last two years I have been writing a story about Hermitcraft. It all started when I read that wonderful Hermitcraft story, "And The Universe Shifts" and the amazing, "Red Sun Never Sets". These stories where so incredible I wanted to see more of that universe so I was inspired to write a fic of my own, a very challenging thing considering I have Dyslexia and struggle deeply with reading/writing. But it's been an incredible journey writing this story, I have pushed myself to the limits as a writer and have gotten some amazing feedback, advice, and corrections from y'all. And just recently I started drawing fart (fan+art) for each chapter, which has been a truely intimidating because I'm not confident in my art skills. But I've really grown as the chapters went on and I'm thankful to have pushed myself. Now I'm working on an animation, something I NEVER thought I could do. This has been very fun, thank you Hermitcraft community for just being awesome and inspiring us to creatively push yourself in building, redstoning, drawing, gaming, animating, storytelling, and more.

Oh, and if you're interested in checking it out, here's the links-

And the Universe Shifts ~

and the universe shifts (ATUS) (37691 words) by aayaptre

Chapters: 18/18

Fandom: Hermitcraft, Minecraft (Video Game)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Grian, Mumbo Jumbo, Iskall, Scar - Character, Joe Hills, Cubfan, Stress - Character, False - Character, Cleo, Xisuma, Basically Every Hermit, Doc

Additional Tags: Evo AU, Angst, Minor Violence, Grian has a bad time The Fanfic, Hurt/Comfort

Series: Part 1 of ATUS Works

Summary:

"They were playing a game, they called it a game, it was one he couldn’t win. He played anyway."

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Grian's been running for a long time, and knowing him, he's going to be caught eventually.

The Red Sun Never Sets ~

The Red Sun Never Sets (27242 words) by ThaneZain

Chapters: 25/25

Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Characters: Mumbo Jumbo, Grian, Iskall, Pablo Punchwood - Character

Additional Tags: Rated For Violence, Cussing, Redstoner AU, major character death but not permanent, Psychological Trauma, Recovery, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, idk i need to add better tags now that its two years old, but i still dont know how to ao3, have fun I guess

Summary:

Mumbo wakes, finding himself stranded in a strange, flat world with a glaring red sun always directly above him. He compulsively builds redstone circuits, barely realizing the deadly traps he's creating. When his friends arrive to bring him home, the acts he commits prove how far gone he is and how long it will take for him to return, fully, from the hollow world of the red sun

And my story: Forbidden or Forgotten/ On your preferred reading platform.

Archive of Our Own ~

Forgotten or Forbidden (268172 words) by JeanBasener

Chapters: 43/?

Fandom: Hermitcraft, MindCrack RPF, Video Blogging RPF, third life - Fandom, Empires SMP, Dream SMP, Minecraft - Fandom, 3rd life - Fandom, SciCraft

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Oli & His Panda Hat

Characters: MumboJumbo, Evil Xisuma, Keralis, Docm77, BdoubleO100, Hypnotized - Character, HelsKnight, Biffa (Video Blogging RPF), GeminiTay (Video Blogging RPF), Pearl | PearlescentMoon, Herobrine (Minecraft), Skizzleman (Video Blogging RPF), Pungence, Zedaph (Video Blogging RPF), Charles | Grian, Viktor | Iskall85, EthosLab (Video Blogging RPF), Xisumavoid (Video Blogging RPF), FalseSymmetry (Video Blogging RPF), Daniel M. | VintageBeef, Astrozoan (Video Blogging RPF), ZombieCleo, Ryan | GoodTimesWithScar, Rendog (Video Blogging RPF), Joe Hills, xBCrafted (Video Blogging RPF), TinFoilChef (Video Blogging RPF), Jevin | iJevin, Bryce | fWhip, Cubfan135 (Video Blogging RPF), Tango Tek (Video Blogging RPF), Welsknight Gaming, impulseSV (Video Blogging RPF), Jimmy | Solidarity, Taurtis (Video Blogging RPF), Lizzie | LDShadowLady (Video Blogging RPF), Scott | Smajor1995 | Dangthatsalongname, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Alex Edgar | PauseUnpause, Br0dyman (Video Blogging RPF), Joel | SmallishBeans, 3rd Life SMP Ensemble, Natalie Arnold | StressMonster101, Martyn Littlewood | InTheLittleWood

Additional Tags: Friendship, Adventure, Mystery, NoShip, AllHermitsMajorlyFeatured, Fight Scenes, Special Guest Appearances - Freeform, Watchers, Heist, Wilderness Survival, Courtroom Drama, Post-Apocalypse, Alternate Universe - Magic, Prophecy, Pirates, foundFamily, Survival Horror, Ratings: PG, Hurt/Comfort

Summary:

Grian whispers to MumboJumbo: Tomorrow morning, bring rope!

Xisumavoid whispers to EthosLab: We need to talk.

Tango whispers to ImpulseVS: You ok?

Welsknight whispers to Hypnotized: Bring med stuff

ZombieCloe whispers to JoeHills: Why aren't you answering?!

Bdoubleo100 whispers to GoodTimesWithScar: WHERE ARE YOU GRACIOUS MAYOR?!

StressMonster101 whispers to Iskall85: Haven't seen you, want to get together? :)

Keralis whispers to Xisumavoid: DOC'S GOAT! NOW!

iJevin whispers to Zedaph: Somewhere no one will see us

XBcrafted whispers to TinFoilChef: Need your help!

Grian whispers to MumboJumbo: Thanks for everything, spoon.

Secrets revealed, backs knifed, friends scream. Stretched fine as canvas will Hermitcraft frame the portrait of tragedy? The Hermits must use silly tactics, preserve through hopelessness, and sacrifice everything to protect their beautiful home!

{W/GeminiAndPearl}

Or Wattpad~

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I posted 810 times in 2022

That's 489 more posts than 2021!

363 posts created (45%)

447 posts reblogged (55%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@fruityculture

@raedear

@astrabear

@beepbeepsan

@ongreenergrasses

I tagged 684 of my posts in 2022

Only 16% of my posts had no tags

#ask game - 102 posts

#my fic - 100 posts

#the old guard - 96 posts

#the old guard fanfiction - 35 posts

#life of a writer - 31 posts

#nicolo di genova - 22 posts

#andromache the scythian - 19 posts

#yusuf al kaysani - 18 posts

#nile freeman - 18 posts

#quynh - 16 posts

Longest Tag: 135 characters

#obligatory clarification that i don't think there's anything inherently bad about putting on different accessories and making them kiss

My Top Posts in 2022:

I really enjoyed Our Flag Means Death and I'm glad a second season has been confirmed, but as an Old Guard fan it has been hilarious to see the OFMD crowd acting like waiting an entire ten weeks for news of a sequel was torture. You are a child, an infant. Your impatience is thus infantile. Our fandom has forgotten more ways to yearn for updates than entire stan armies will ever learn.

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Thinking about “We all remember what it was like.” They all remember, even Nicky and Joe who came into immortality together. After almost a thousand years, Nicky still remembers the confusion and fear and alienation, enough that it makes finding this new immortal their most urgent task.

My favorite fic treatments of their first deaths really lean into this. Not just surprise or awe, but horror. Going a little bit out of their minds, begging to die and stay dead, because that’s what humans do, that’s how the world is supposed to work. I feel it viscerally, imagining the terror of finding yourself so profoundly apart from everything you’ve ever known to be true.

And the only other person who’s in it with you is the enemy you were trying to kill. This is the real impediment to replicating their dynamic in an AU. Anyone can run the enemies-to-lovers course. But enemies to “I still hate you and I don’t understand you but you are the only solid ground in this terrifying new reality and I think if we don’t hold onto each other we’ll lose everything” to lovers is pretty hard to capture in any other setting.

282 notes - Posted April 4, 2022

unofficial poll time

You are reading fanfic. The source property is set in the present day. The fic, maybe because it’s an AU or the canon just works that way, is set in a noticeably different historical period. Which of these answers most accurately reflects your feelings? (choose all that apply)

A. I like it when the writing style (both dialogue and narration) is period-appropriate, or at least a general approximation thereof.

B. I like the dialogue to be period-appropriate, but it’s fine (or even preferred) for the narration to feel more modern.

C. I don’t care either way, as long as there aren’t glaring anachronisms.

D. I prefer that both the dialogue and narration are similar to what I’m used to reading and seeing. So not modern slang or anything like that, but I don’t want it to be jarringly different.

E. I like it when the characters speak the way I’m used to them speaking, even if it’s not period-appropriate.

F. I simply don’t read fics set in past eras.

G. The only thing that matters is that it’s well written.

H. English is not my first language, so old-fashioned phrasing and vocabulary is more difficult for me to read.

I. I actively dislike attempts at period language unless the writer has done enough research to do it correctly.

J. I honestly couldn’t tell you in advance what kinds of things are likely to throw me out of the story, I just know that there’s a potential for it to happen.

K. I read fic because I like the characters and tropes. I don’t pay attention to writing style.

L. Other (in tags)

Please share and answer in the tags. This is very relevant to something I’m working on and I’d like to get some outside perspective.

315 notes - Posted June 13, 2022

The violence at the end of the episode was upsetting, but I tell you, what has stuck with me in the days since I watched it was "Which one of you gonna fuck me?!" It haunts me. Deeply shocking, viscerally repulsive, absolutely heartbreaking... and just the tiniest bit funny. It's like a gut punch every time I think about it.

I think a very young Claudia is much better suited to a written format. A five or six year old actor can't give the kind of performance that's required... and some things just wouldn't be right to do with a child actor of any age. But a 19-year-old playing a character who's physically 14 opens up so many tragic, horrifying possibilities.

And Bailey Bass is so good. I can't get her face out of my head. "And after forty years... still little boys?" God, there's just so much going on. And you feel all of it.

388 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The tough thing about boundaries is that it’s not enough to state them, you have to enforce them.

I think some folks see “setting boundaries” as a kind of magic talisman to influence other people’s behavior. “I’ll tell you what I need or can’t accept, and you will act accordingly.” And sometimes that’s what happens, and that’s great! But if the other person disregards your stated boundaries, it doesn’t mean setting boundaries didn’t work.

Because boundaries aren’t about others’ behavior, they’re about your own. If the other person’s behavior doesn’t change, then yours has to. “Please don’t discuss [x topic] with me” is a request. “If you continue to talk about [x topic] then I will end this conversation/hang up/leave” is a boundary, which you must then enact. The point is less about stopping the other person (although that’s ideal) and more about protecting yourself. And you have to be committed to protecting yourself, because no one else will be.

You have to be so committed that you’re willing to tolerate other people being hurt or angry or uncomfortable. You have to accept that some relationships might change. You have to hold onto the idea that it’s all right for them to change, because the way they were before was hurting you, and you deserve to not be hurt. You gave them a choice: maintain a relationship or keep doing the thing that hurts you, and they chose to keep hurting you, so if the situation is now awkward or unpleasant that was because of their choice. Enforcing boundaries means deciding that if someone is going to feel bad here, it need not be always and only you.

There is no magic formula that will make other people treat you kindly and respectfully. But you can learn to treat yourself with kindness and respect. That’s what enforcing a boundary is.

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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spookyclooky · 1 year

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I posted 804 times in 2022

47 posts created (6%)

757 posts reblogged (94%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@midnight-shy

@participlepotato

@braveincafleet

@sophiathebanished

I tagged 579 of my posts in 2022

Only 28% of my posts had no tags

#stranger things - 126 posts

#steve harrington - 115 posts

#eddie munson - 83 posts

#joe keery - 58 posts

#steddie - 57 posts

#charlie cox - 34 posts

#marvel - 29 posts

#daredevil - 27 posts

#stranger things 4 - 26 posts

#matt murdock - 25 posts

Longest Tag: 126 characters

#the closest thing i have to this is when i was 9 and i would look at my jonas brothers poster and think psshh i can’t be a boy

My Top Posts in 2022:

I have heard you have started to watch daredevil, so might I introduce to you: Spideydevil! (Matt Murdock x Peter Parker) If your love for Andrew's Peter and Matt wasn't enough they are shipped and as a (onlinely) proud shipper of spideydevil I need you to know about this amazing ship immediately. I would suggest giving it a try. Other nicknames for this ship are spiderdevil and mattpeter. So please if you love them both check it out!!!

Look at these idiots are they not perfect for eachother!!!

omg okay so I was not aware of this ship and I’m now absolutely in love with it!! I’ve been a spideypool shipper (with ryan reynolds DP and andrew’s spidey and my own versions of the two since around 2011/2012) but this??? this is absolute gold and I appreciate being made aware of it. excuse me while I delve down this hole now, right in the middle of writing my multi-chapter spideypool fic lmao

90 notes - Posted February 15, 2022

okay so I’m reading this Daredevil comic, right? and I just

it’s them, those are the gays right there, officer

93 notes - Posted February 22, 2022

I've seen a lot of like, discourse in the Stranger Things fandom and I don't like it. There's a cool video of Eddie cosplayers just like, having fun at a con goinng around and it's spawned some mouth breathers that claim to like the show spreading a lot of hate because of it. Saying things like "Eddie would hate you guys" and "You're ruining this fandom/Eddie" which just makes me wonder, like are y'all watching the same show?? I feel like you guys have some weird gatekeeper version of Stranger Things I want no part of.

Stranger Things has always been for self proclaimed weirdos like Eddie and pretty much anyone outside of the preconceived societal norms. Eddie's literally called Eddie 'The Freak' Munson, and in all honesty, people who are saying shit like this would probably have been friends with Jason and Angela, not him. He'd be taking in the people you bully and telling you to fuck off, quite honestly. If you're gonna keep spreading this bullshit, take it somewhere else?? Or keep it to yourself, cause haven't you heard if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all? If this is somehow controversial, I don't give a shit. I honestly don't care what y'all think of me because I know I'm right. If you still don't believe me, some trans dude on the internet, take a look at what David Harbour himself said a few years ago about the show.

Hopper himself would punch you assholes in the face, so if you have a problem with Stranger Things fans literally just enjoying themselves, you can take it up with him.

Like y'all wouldn't have survived in 2010s tumblr and it shows. You think this shit is "too much" and "ruining the fandom"? Ask literally anyone about the "fandom war of 2012" or "Mishapocalypse", like you clearly have never been in a fandom before and it should fucking stay that way.

Sorry for the long post, I'm fucking livid about this.

Keep your gatekeeping bullshit to yourself

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sorry not sorry, this panel just screams “give me my fucking boyfriend back i stg”

everything from the stance to the words

129 notes - Posted March 29, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

231 notes - Posted July 3, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #OH MY GOD #the fucking tristan post #that's my number one lmao #proud of that gif tho #my tags really show where my priorities lie #it's hilarious #also my longest tag is sending me #it all circles back to my trans identity lmao

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teantoxin · 10 months

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🫧About Me🫧

Hello!

My name is Miranda, and I use they/them pronouns (she/her are alright but not preferred). I am a 23 year old artist from the US. I am bisexual and non-binary (incase you'd like queer moots c:). I have migrated from twitter's platform.

While I am very active in the Stranger Things fandom, I also enjoy several others. So if you're a moot from twitter, fair warning you'll see other subjects too.

I typically do not write or draw things that are NSFW/MDNI, however if I do it will be marked with that tag in large print first. **I will reblog MDNI/NSFW/18+ Content, so please be aware of anything I reblog, if I don't see a tag on it claiming it is mature, I will try to add one before reposting(i.e with a caption added while reblogging, not uploading it as my own!!). It can be really intense content/written work sometimes, so please keep yourself safe, first and foremost.

I also really love ships/fanfic (why I'm here lol). That includes topics like: same sex couples, couples that are transgender, any ship that explores gender as a topic, interacial couples, kink exploration, and sometimes toxic ships (Like Robin and Carol from Stranger Things). I don't post art on the account connected to twitter but if I decide to, I will post art exploring similar themes. If these topics bother you, don't follow. (I don't want people who are transphobic/homophobic/racist/antisemitic/xenophobic/sexist following me)

Fandoms included but are not limited to:

-Stranger Things *Characters that are most prominent (Steve Harrington;Robin Buckely; Eddie Munson; Wayne Munson; Dustin Henderson; Erica Sinclair; Lucas Sinclair; Max Mayfield; Jim Hopper; Joyce Byers; Will Byers; Jonathan Byers; Nancy Wheeler)

-Marvel Comics/MCU *Characters that are most prominent (Daredevil; Matt Murdock; Foggy Nelson; Elektra Natchios; Moon Knight; Mr. Knight; Steven Grant; Marc Spector; Jake Lockley; Iron Man; Tony Stark; Venom; Eddie Brock;Spider-Man; Pick who is behind the mask, I like most of them lmao)

-DC Comics/ DCEU *Characters that are most prominent (Jason Todd; Red Hood; Tim Drake; Batman; Bruce Wayne; Nightwing; Dick Grayson; Bane; Court of Owls; League of Assassins; Roy Harper; Arsenal; Alfred Pennyworth; Green Arrow; Oliver Queen; Catwoman; Selina Kyle; Posion Ivy)

-Watcher/Buzzfeed Unsolved/The Hot Daga

-Star Wars *Featured Media (Clone Wars/Andor/The Mandalorian/Episodes 1-9/Rebels/Visions/Bad Batch)

*I try to avoid talking about the actors themselves to avoid intense parasocial relationships. That being said, I'm sure I'll reblog a picture of Joe Keery or get excited over Oscar Issac's new project. It's a boundary I have to keep it limited for myself, doesn't mean I'm not a fan too ;) *

Twitter: @TeaNtoxin

Ao3: @TeaNToxin

*Most of my socials are under that tag*

#about me #stranger things #dc comics #marvel comics #star wars

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almost-a-class-act · 1 year

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F,I,N,U for the fandom asks ?

Hell yes, thank you! I am very hungover today and I really needed to type some nonsense.

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?

Oh boy. It's probably Harry Potter - it came out at the right time to hit me at just the right age and through that fandom I made some great and lifelong friends and got my start writing fic - but it's a pretty poisoned well now. Runner up might be Inception or Captain America. I never went super super hard in either but I feel like I circle back and have a trawl through the tag on AO3 every year or two.

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?

Ah, you know. I'm pretty good at curating my fandom experience. Big fan of the unfollow button and the tag block option. The Shameless fandom was pretty dramatic, I guess! Some big personalities over there, so it ended up being a bit of a quick in and out for me. The One Direction fandom was also A Lot TM on occasion, but it might be about what you'd expect given the age demographic, lol.

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

Re: HBO War (specifically Band of Brothers and The Pacific) - I feel like I talk about this a lot but I am pretty picky about characterization. I think there is sometimes a tendency to woobify characters and whatever the emotional payoff is within the fic doesn't feel earned? This is not strictly limited to modern AUs but I do sometimes feel like, the further we get from WWII, the less the characters act like themselves. Many people write banger modern AUs and there are so many fic writers I love in this fandom so this is absolutely not me vagueing about anyone. If you wrote a modern AU featuring my fave ships, I probably read it and loved it. It's just a trope that feels perhaps MORE obvious in this fandom in particular simply because of the source material and the fact that the characters are war veterans with this 1940s sense of masculinity and that can be hard to capture when you remove them from the situation that drives so much of how they behave.

On a lighter note, I also would love more Ed Tipper/Joe Liebgott content! More rarepairs in general, actually. Throw a weird one in the background of your next fic. Let's make this the year we all create a new ship tag on AO3, lol.

Would also love more fan content starring the very few ladies in both shows. I'm trying to pitch in on this one too.

U - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms.

The Sandman - the Corinthian. What, they were gonna give me a hot serial killer with snappy fashion sense who's inexplicably great with kids and I wasn't gonna lose my mind? Shadow and Bone - Jesper, my beloved. Season 2 comes out March 16th, buckle in for a fresh onslaught of wesper fic. A League of Their Own - Lupe. Do you ever love a character and then realize you see shades of yourself in them? She's so fucking interesting to me. SAS Rogue Heroes - Mike Sadler and his poker game in Cairo on Thursdays! Daredevil - Matt Murdock. He's a baby.

#ask game

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hfkjadsndsfdjldsafjk hi yes hello the anon who asked about the script stuff- 1st, thank you for answering!!!, 2nd, i saw your tags and am back because ohmygodineedtotalkaboutthisrightnow

okay so! i'm planning to go to film school for college, but that's still a bit away so i'm trying to learn a little bit by myself beforehand- hence why the screenplay question came up, because turns out THIS IS VERY HARD TO LEARN ABOUT INFORMALLY

but i've had an idea for a movie floating around in my head for a while, and like. it's never gonna get made, but i have SO many thoughts about it and i thought 'hey, might as well give writing it down a shot just as a fun project'

the concept is essentially a modern slasher/horror film centered around a woman who runs a true crime podcast/youtube channel, who's That kind of true crime fan that treats real victims' stories like jokes and is just INCREDIBLY disrespectful- i'm sure you know what i'm talking about, it's unfortunately EVERYWHERE right now.

but like for main inspiration and stuff i guess i've had both spree (the 2020 movie with joe keery) and fresh (the 2022 movie with sebastian stan) in mind the entire time? from spree, the concept of the internet fueling toxicity and actual physical harm to real people because of not only the anonymity of an online persona, but also because of the inherent clout-chasing that's born from the way that so much social media is structured. from fresh, it's more of the way that it's shot- i really likedthe cinematography from that film, i thought it was super neat and easy to understand even from a beginner's point of view.

on top of both of those, i really enjoy gothic horror in literature and movies, so my goal is to kind of draw from the concept of humanizing the "villain" that's so huge in gothic literature. gothic horror is about the inherent horror OF humanity- i'd love to be able to play off of that by not only having an antagonist with incredibly understandable if twisted reasoning, but also by having a protagonist that undergoes a severe shift in their moral code after recognizing the bad things that they've done. and i know that just sounds like a basic character arc because i'm not doing a good job of explaining it lmao- but i'd really love to have the horror come not from a man with a knife and a scary mask, but from the reality of the situation, where the audience can recognize that it's very real and a genuine problem in modern internet culture, if that makes sense?

and finally, i LOVE guillermo del toro's work. god, what i would GIVE to talk to him about some of his project, they're absolutely incredible- so i suppose there's some aspect of that admiration that's been floating around in my brain and adding spice to this project.

but. yeah. sorry for the rant in your inbox, but LORD i've needed a chance to talk about this somewhere, so thank you if you read this LMAO

god, anon. anon i have been thinking abt the whole true crime thesis thing FOR MONTHS THANK YOU, YOUR IDEA IS SUCH A GREAT WAY TO CONVEY THE TOXICITY ugh i need to watch more horror bc it as a medium to explore/comment on human experiences is so !!! and the commodification of human suffering for personal gain that is so fleeting? the self fulfilling prophecy of centering yourself in stories of real pain? when the protagonist isn’t the hero? GOD. super cool.

this was a lovely read and god your inspirations!! spree and fresh have been on my list forever, will definitely be checking these out now. and gothic horror, god, YES. i wrote an essay in high school about how henry from the picture of dorian gray was a vampire in all ways but physical and how oscar wilde was actually writing a horror novel. reread it recently and i don’t agree w 100% of it but it was making a similar point as you!

vís-a-vís learning informally: i’ve talked a little on here about stuff i’ve learned in college/things i’ve adopted into my process, all under the tag #film stuff. also happy to answer questions abt film school or share stuff i’ve learned! i’m by no means an expert but i can tell you what i’ve been told (abt storytelling and abt the industry)

#also have advice for finding internships if you’re at that point yet #i’m from LA too so like. i can also talk about that #film stuff

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the-punforgiven · 4 years

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Joe Joe fans be like 'omg he's so sexy 😍' and then he's just

#Pun's text Posts #jojo #Tag yourself I'm joe joe fans #jjba #food

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Get out your glitter leotards and pour some champagne in your cat mugs! 🥂 🍾 It’s time to celebrate Freddie! 🎉😸

🎊 Freddie Mercury Weekend 2021 🎊

❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜

ABOUT THE EVENT

This weekend is a content creation event in honour of the man himself, the legend we all love, Freddie Mercury! Once more, everyone who is inspired by Freddie is invited to share their creativity with the fandom. You can write, draw, edit, record, even cross-stitch 😉 content for absolutely anything related to Freddie, any ship, any genre, any way you like. This is an indiscriminately inclusive, positive event. Everyone is welcome, there is no wrong way to be a fan of Freddie! (Except convincing yourself you're dating his ghost maybe. That's pretty wrong. And weird. Don't do that.)

WHEN? On the 21st, 22nd and 23rd of May.

HOW? On the above dates (or after!), post your contributions to the AO3 collection or alternatively on Tumblr, tagged ‘#fmw2021’ or/and ‘#freddie mercury weekend 2021’. If you post on Tumblr, please also tag @a-froger-epic to make sure you get a reblog from me!

❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜

THE PROMPTS

You can be as free with the prompts as you like. They are here to inspire, there is no wrong way to write them! Change them around, mix them up, make them fem!Freddie, A/B/O, add your favourite ship. Anything goes! 😊

21st of May - 500-1000 word challenge!

We’re kicking off the event with ficlets and drabbles. First time writer just testing the waters? No need for an epic, just write a scene! No time to write but you want to participate? Surely you’ll find time for 500 words! 😉 Interpret these mini-prompts however you like (every one is a separate prompt, but you can combine them!):

Make-Up 💄 | Pain/Pleasure 👀

Strip 👕 | Ring 💍

Forbidden 🤫 | Delilah 🐈

Piano 🎹 | Dormitory 🛏

Outrageous 🎉 | Contentment 😌

Come Together 🎇 | Ballet 🩰

Piece of Art 🎨 | Leather 🧥

Cockring 🐔 | Kimono 👘

Petals 🌸 | Leotard 🕺🏻

Mustache 🧔 | Last Time 😔

22nd of May - Is This The Real Life?

A list of real event/canon timeline prompts from Freddie’s life. How real you want to keep them, however, is entirely up to you!

Down in flames

Freddie is 16 years old when he leaves boarding school. Does it have something to do with the school gardener, Sanjay? Did he flunk his exams or did he not even sit them? Is one thing connected to the other? Does he really find a boyfriend when he goes to stay with his aunt in Mumbai (then Bombay)? Either way, there’s the small matter of his parents finding out about all of it... (Sources: x x )

When Freddie met Kenny

Freddie is a guest on Kenny Everett's radio show in spring 1974. Freddie is living with Mary, Kenny is married. Two gay men, deep in the closet. To no one's surprise, they hit it off immediately. (Source: x )

But when did he?

At some point during his relationship with Mary, prior to his relationship with David, Freddie had already begun sleeping with men. But how and when did that first happen? Cottaging in London? On tour somewhere in the world? Your guess is as good as ours…

Flying High

Sex, Drugs and Rock n' Roll. Like all rock bands of their time, Queen doesn’t escape the copious amounts of cocaine in the entertainment industry for long. Somewhere on tour in America, perhaps, Freddie is first introduced to it. Where? How?

Hide your tears

Jim said that he tried to be strong for Freddie and only cried in private, so as not to burden Freddie with his feelings. But this time, he is found.

One-liners:

In 1969, Freddie doesn’t know how to cook an egg and neither does Roger (Source: x )

In 1977, Freddie meets Joe while on tour in Boston and starts dating him behind David's back

In 1990, Brian and Freddie work on 'The Show Must Go On' (Source: x )

In a year of your choice, Jim reminisces about his fondest moment(s) with Freddie

In 1976, Freddie and Mary end their relationship

In 1984, Winnie gives Freddie a wedding ring (middle of the post: x )

In the late 60s, Freddie agrees to model for an Ealing Art School fashion show, but panics and flees the runway (Source: x )

In 1974, Freddie is strip-searched upon arrival in Australia (Source: x )

In 1982, Freddie and Roger go shopping in Amsterdam (Source: x )

In 1978, Freddie swings from a chandelier - naked (Source: x )

23rd of May - Is It Just Fantasy?

A list of AU prompts to spark your imagination. Take them and run with them or change them up, just have fun!

Make your dreams come true

Freddie hasn't been very fortunate in his life, until he finds a very special oil lamp, and rubs it just the right way.

Beautiful stranger

Freddie meets an alluring stranger at a masquerade ball, who has more secrets than he can hide behind a mask. But Freddie has some of his own.

Thicker than water

Freddie agrees to a dreadful fate in order to save his little sister from the very same. Fortunately, he has friends who are more than willing to help him, but can they? Or are they, too, in danger?

Diamonds are a boy's best friend

Freddie is the prized jewel of the court, a skilled belly-dancer and entertainer, but he may also be plotting murder and getting away with it.

Almost Real

In a distant future, humans have all but done away with face to face interaction. Humanity largely lives online. Children grow up isolated and live with only their families well into young adulthood. Cybersex is the new normal, although some families take a puritanical approach for fear of addiction. One day, impossibly, a real life young man falls through the containment field in Freddie’s back garden.

One-liners:

This plane is going to crash (Freddie knew there was a reason he hated flying)

Shipwrecked on an island (Freddie could never bear to be alone, but luckily/unfortunately for him…)

Hunger Games AU (Freddie is so dead)

A terrible road accident (Everyone is so dead, or are they?)

Blind Date AU (Freddie's best friend is so dead for setting him up with this person… or are they…)

Bank robbery (but who are the robbers and who are the hostages?)

Magic AU ("Yer a wizard, Freddie!")

Film Noir AU (Secrets and cigarette holders)

Interior Design AU (Does the carpet match the drapes?)

The Bodyguard AU (“And I will always love yooouuuu…”)

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RULES & FAQ

⛔ Strictly No Hate ⛔

This is the NUMBER ONE RULE of the event, to ensure that everybody feels safe. No rudeness, provocations or hate aimed at creators or other commenters will be permitted, not on AO3 nor Tumblr.

Follow these steps if you receive a comment or ask that distresses you:

Do not engage. (You can take a screenshot as proof.)

Delete it. No ifs, no buts. Just delete it. (Don’t hesitate to block anon hate on Tumblr.)

Alert me ( @a-froger-epic ) or @aboutnothingness, who is lending me a hand to make sure all needs are attended, all questions are answered and everything runs smoothly. We are here to actively support you. We’ve got your back, and we will gladly talk to you and help you feel better.

If you choose to ignore this rule, your work may be removed from the event. We would hate to resort to that.

But what if one of the works has upset me?

Can the thing that upset you be tagged, but it wasn’t? Then please inform @a-froger-epic or @aboutnothingness, and we will bring it to the creator’s attention. (Remember to use the appropriate tags, everybody!)

Was the thing that upset you already tagged? Or is it perhaps simply the characterisation you find disagreeable? Then we suggest you click on the ‘back’ button, take a deep breath and remind yourself it's just fanfic.

Who can participate?

Anyone who is inspired by Freddie Mercury in any way shape or form. This event is open to all.

Can I combine prompts from different days?

By all means! We look forward to your futuristic Freddie-gets-kicked-out-of-boarding-school Maycury Film Noir AU. With leotards. Go crazy.

I'm not sure where my creation fits in, what day do I post it?

The days, like the prompts, are only suggestions. We don't mind when you post it, as long as you post it! Even if it's two weeks late!

Help, I've never posted fic before!

Don't worry, we've got you! (And more importantly, we've got AO3 invites!) @aboutnothingness is more than happy to walk you through the process of setting up an account and is also offering her services as a beta.

I’m still too nervous to participate!

You can post anonymously to the collection. You can disable anon comments on your work. You can disable comments entirely and just collect the kudos. You can close anon asks on Tumblr temporarily. But most importantly, we are here for you and we want you here!

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“I love the fact that I make people happy, in any form. Even if it’s just half an hour of their lives, in any way that I can make them feel lucky or make them feel good, or bring a smile to a sour face, that to me is worthwhile.”

- Freddie Mercury

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