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Okey,so 4 more weeks untill the summer break,so...I've decided to write a " The Parent Trap " kind of story with Joseph,because I will have more time then. What do you guys think?
Is your jock-strap brain fried?
Eddie Munson x short!ginger! Reader
Warnings: fluff, language (because she’s a feisty little bitch) blood, violence
I was finally out of first period. I skipped down the hall to Eddies locker, excited to see his pretty face, but was met with just the cold metal. Second period rolled around, and he was still nowhere to be found. It was strange. We had every class together besides first period. He’s always here. I pouted through all of second period, bored out of my mind without Eddie bugging me for a pencil, or hitting me in the back of the head with the little love notes he loved to give me.
Soon enough lunch time rolled around. I walked into the cafeteria, hopefully to see Eddie’s mop of curls standing on a table ranting about “forced conformity”, but was met with the hellfire table crowded around him.
“Baby, where were you all second period? I was mis-WHAT HAPPENED?” He turned to look me, eye purple and black, almost swollen completely shut. Blood leaked down his nose and into his mouth.
Eddie looks up as he hears my voice, a pained smile on his bruised face. He tries to stand but winces in pain, sinking back down onto the bench. He reaches for my hand and brings it to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss against your knuckles. “Hey there...”
“Don’t ‘hey’ me Edward! Who the fuck did this?” Eddie's smile fades, replaced by a scowl. He looks away from me and grits his teeth. “It doesn't matter...” He murmurs, trying to hide the pain in his voice. He squeezes my hand instead, looking back at me with puppy dog eyes. “I missed you so much...”
“Yes it does matter!” I could hear Jason at the jocks table snickering. “Oh I’m gonna fucking kill him.” I turned on my heels and headed for Jason’s table. Eddie tries to stand again, this time managing to struggle to his feet. “No... no, don't.” He pleads, hobbling after me as quickly as he can without stumbling. While the rest of the hellfire club watches with a mix of shock, concern and admiration. He reaches out for me desperately but falls short. “Baby... please don't...” He calls weakly before collapsing back onto the bench.
I don’t listen. I walk straight up to Jason, “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I yelled at him. Jason sneers at me, his friends chuckling in the background. He leans back in his chair, not intimidated. “What's wrong with me? You're the one with the weird obsession with that freak,” He spits out, nodding towards Eddie. His friends burst into laughter at the insult.
“Weird obsession? He’s my boyfriend you fucking jackass! Do you really wanna have this conversation with me right now Jason?” Eddie's eyes widen and he shakes his head, pleading with me silently. He tries to stand up again but falls back down onto the bench, a grimace of pain on his face. “Don't... please. Just let it go. “He murmurs, struggling to catch his breath. “It's not worth it...” “Shut up Edward,” I said as I slowly lifted my arms to put my air up in a makeshift pony tail. “Ansewer me Jason! Or is your jock strap brain too fried?”
Jason's face flushes bright red at the insult, obviously livid now. He stands up abruptly, knocking his chair over. His friends look around awkwardly, unsure of what to do. He takes a step closer to me, towering over me with an intimidating height. “You little bitch! You better watch what you say to me.” “Is that really the best insult you could dish? That’s fucking lame.”
Jason's hands clench into fists at his sides. He's breathing heavily, clearly trying to control his anger. He takes another step closer to me, his face inches from mine. “You're playing with fire, sweetheart,” He growls, his voice low and menacing. “You don't want to mess with me or my friends.” He nods to his crew and they slowly start to get up, surrounding me on all sides. “I don’t give two fucks who the fuck you and your friends are. PLEASE TAKE A FUCKING SWING. I fucking dare you.”
Jason's eyes narrow into slits, his jaw clenching so hard it looks like his teeth might crack. He takes another step, bringing his face even closer to mine. I can see the tension in his shoulders, the coiled energy as he prepares to strike. “You want it, huh?”He sneers, spittle flying from his lips. “Alright then...” Before Jason could raise a fist, mine went flying into his nose, sending him back against the table.
Eddie gasps at the sudden violence, eyes widening in shock. He watches as Jason reels back, blood spurting from his broken nose. The rest of the jocks stumble back, surprised by the swift retaliation. “Holy shit...” “The fuck were you saying Carver?” Jason wipes his nose on his shirt sleeve, smearing blood across the fabric. He's clearly stunned, but still standing. He glares at me, his voice strained and thick with anger. “You're fucking dead.” His words are filled with venom, but there's a noticeable quiver behind them.
“Oh so getting your shit rocked by the boarder-lined midget wasn’t enough for you? Okay the tough guy, come at me. You should know by now, with my hair, and being as short as I am I’m way closer to hell than you are and my relationship with Satan is a whole lot better. He’s pretty much my bitch.” The other jocks laugh at my taunt, but Jason's expression remains deadly serious. His eyes flash with fury as he takes a step forward, ignoring the blood dripping down his face. “Shut up, you little bitch.” He snarls, lunging at me with a vicious punch.
“Make. Me.” Jason's fist connects with my jaw with a sickening crack, sending me flying backwards. I hit the wall hard, pain exploding through my head as I slide down to the floor. Through blurry vision, I see Jason advance on, his face contorted in rage. “That's one, you little slut.” He spits at my feet. “Two more and I'll make you eat that mouthy attitude.”
The anger in me started to blur my vision. I rared back my fist, punching him square in the nose again, sending Jason to the floor. The jocks around me gasp as I punch Jason again, watching in shock as he falls to the ground next to me. Blood pours from his nose, staining the floor a dark red. For a moment, the room is silent, then the jocks start to murmur among themselves.
I bent down and harshly grabbed the color of Jason’s bloodied jersey, “If you or your stupid fuck buddies EVER touch Eddie again….I swear to fucking god I’ll send your nose into your fucking brain.” Jason's eyes widen in surprise as I grab his jersey, pulling him closer to me. My voice is low and dangerous, my eyes burning with anger. The other jocks take a step back, watching the scene unfold with wide eyes.
“LISTEN UP!” I screamed out to the whole cafeteria. “I BETTER NOT HEAR OR SEE OF ANYONE TOUCHING EDDIE, OR CALLING HIM A FREAK, OR BEING HATEFUL. IS THAT FUCKING CLEAR?” I look back at Jason, “You’re fucking pathetic. Just got your ass beat by a fucking leprechaun.”
Jason's face turns a deep shade of red as I scream at the cafeteria. The jocks around me shift uneasily, not meeting my gaze. Jason's eyes glisten with unshed tears, his lip quivering with anger and shame. “Get the fuck outta my fucking face Carver,” I seethe. Jason scrambles to his feet, not daring to meet my eyes. He stumbles away from me, his head hung low in defeat. The other jocks quickly disperse, not wanting to be on my bad side. The cafeteria falls silent, the only sound the soft hum of the fluorescent lights overhead.
I look over at Eddie, his face in pure shock. “Eds, you okay?” He looked at me for a moment before throwing his arms around me. His face dug into the top of my head. “Y-You didn’t have to do that.” I reached up on my toes and pulled his face up. “What? Was the, ‘my sexy short ginger girlfriend’ beating the shit out of Jason Carver the equivalent of porn to you?” Eddie laughed and shook his head. He bent down, way down, and pressed a tender kiss to my lips. “Mhm, I almost busted in my pants watching that. Seriously, baby you didn’t have to do that.” “I know, but I don’t like seeing you like this. Plus, the whole schools terrified of the short emo ginger girl now. I’ve declared that Satan is in fact my bitch.”
He laughed again. He kissed my lips again, hands cradling my face. His thumb ran over the faint bruise starting to form from Jason’s weak ass punch. “Ain’t no one messing you with you baby.”
Just because they’ve made Bratz dolls of Doja Cat before doesn’t mean they’ll do the same with her & Joe as a couple. It’s only for fun, just like her old ones.
I think Doja will have a bratz doll out in the future, hence the bratz post of the pap walk
literally nobooooody asked for that, not even her fans.
At the peak of High School Musical’s popularity, nude photos of a then barely legal Vanessa Hudgens were leaked online. Disney could’ve fired her on the spot, cancel the franchise, & destroy her career. But instead, they chose to keep her until the end of the franchise.
If nude photos at 18 didn’t get Vanessa the boot from Disney, a sex tape from Joseph won’t do it either. He would have to do some REALLY bad (by bad, I mean legally bad) in order for Disney to fire him like they did Jonathan Majors.
Should we expect sex tapes from doja? I'm scared. Seriously. Do you know how funny it would be if Disney fired Joe for some of their bullshit?
a kim and ray j moment would NOT do joseph any good. i can't say nothing about doja because she already pretty much has her lil sex tape. it's called white man's ride: tinychat edition.
she worked for what she wanted and she's got it
edit: i realized that this post may make it seem like i'm supportive of her and this "relationship" and i just wanna say that i am not. i don't like her one bit and i'm side eyeing joe for even being associated with her. i posted this because it's all hilariously absurd to me that it's even happening and especially now, 2 whole years later and out of the blue. this isn't a "happy for her"/"good for her" post and looking back at it, i feel like it came across this way, that wasn't my intention.
Am I one of the only people who wished this photo never existed? That TikTok lady’s video was enough. At least she was respectful enough to give them privacy.
italy!joe 2024
happy 2 year anniversary to JQ video that killed the queen
If they’re both happy, let them be.
in the future, when my kids ask me what DETERMINATION means, i will show them this.
Great now come date Joe please 😂 photo creds from Daily Mail
Damnit Joe all you had to do was wait a few months for Lupita 😂😂😂
The chemistry between these two ughhhhhh 😮💨 Sorry had to reblog since Lupita news today.
God i miss this era
I'm very much deceased...
Okey, I just saw your re-post of the music video of expresso by Sabrina Carpenter. And it occurred to me (bc you do a great job basing fics on songs) that you should write a fic of Joe head over heals for reader based on the song of expresso. Just giving you and idea, if you don't want to is totally Okey ❤️
Espresso
Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader
Summary: Joe's thinking about you every night. Is it that sweet? You guess so.
Author's Note: To celebrate 300 followers, here's a little gift. Thank you all for the love! Currently, I have been obsessed with this song and Sabrina. So, I'm so glad that you requested this! Thank you for this! Enjoy! :)
Disclaimer: 18+, smut
Wordcount: 2.1K
It was midnight.
Joe had been tossing and turning for about an hour already, and he couldn’t seem to sleep at all. He took a deep breath and turned his body so that he was laying on his back and gazed up at the ceiling. The light from the lamp post outside slightly reflected through the crack of his window curtains. The night was quiet, and his mind kept pondering about the thought of you.
“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” Joe whispered through your bare skin as he left repeated kisses on your bare back.
You giggled softly, looking over your shoulder. You were laying on your stomach, and Joe had moved himself closer to you. His fingers gently tugging on the duvet to expose your bare back, his lips finding your soft skin. He planted soft kisses all over your back, his long lashes tickled your skin as his fingers stroked your back softly.
“I can’t get enough of you, I swear.” Joe murmured.
Chuckling softly, you turned your body to face him. Joe hovered over you as you pulled the duvet closer to your chest. He grinned happily as he leaned down and kissed you softly. His hands slowly slid the duvet away from your naked body and his hands roamed your sides. A small moan escaped your lips as he parted from the kiss and trailed his lips down and traced the line of your jaw. Then, his lips found your neck as he sucked on the skin lightly, making you moan again in his ear.
“God, I love that sound.” He murmured through the kiss.
“Hmm…” Smiling through the kiss, you curled your fingers through his hair and pulled him down close to you.
Joe pressed his face on your chest, planting a soft kiss on it. If anyone would ask him, he would prefer to stay in your arms forever. He could happily stay here and just indulge in every part of you. However, that was not how life works. So now, he was laying in his bed alone and couldn’t sleep at night because all he could think about was you. All he could think about was your soft skin under his touch. The sounds you would make in his ear, and your soft lips on his skin and his lips.
God, he was so head over heels.
He didn’t even realize it until now. You were running in his mind 24/7 and when he tried to push the thought of you away, he only missed you even more. Grabbing his phone from the bedside table, he saw that it was 12:30 am already. Pursing his lips, he opened up his messages and stared at the screen for a moment.
Still awake?
He sent the message and waited. After a few minutes, he saw the three bubbles popping up on the screen. A smile immediately tugged on his lips.
You were working late because you had some reports that still needed to finish. Your mind has been somewhere else, and you have been trying so hard not to stress too much about your work. Though, here you were up late and finishing up reports for work. When your phone vibrated next to you on your desk, and you saw Joe’s name appear on your screen, you immediately grinned happily. You needed a little distraction after a long day.
Still working. Why are you still awake?
The text message that you sent to Joe sent a warm feeling in his stomach as he smiled at your text.
Can’t sleep. I can’t stop thinking about you.
Biting your lower lip, you grinned at his message. You couldn’t help but think how the last two months that you have been seeing Joe, you have been so happy. You didn’t even care about the fact that your friends kept telling you to be careful because he was an actor. That he might just immediately change his mind and find someone else. Though, that wasn’t what it was at all.
From the way he kept calling you every night, you didn’t have the time to feel insecure at all. He kept telling you that he was always thinking about you, and he couldn’t even sleep because he only wanted to be next to you.
He was too sweet.
You couldn’t relate to the desperation that your friends would act when it came to their boyfriends.
Aww! :( Want me to come over?
You bit your nails, grinning cheekily as you waited for him to answer. Joe, who immediately sat up on his bed, reached over to turn his lamp on. He stared at your text and then shifted his eyes towards his clock on his bedside table.
Yes, please.
He stared at the text for a moment before deleting it. What the fuck was wrong with him? Why was he acting like a 16 year old boy? At his big age too. He couldn’t help but chuckle at himself for acting so stupid over you. Rubbing his forehead softly, he stared at his screen and didn’t know what to reply to your text. He never acted like this before, not even with his exes. He didn’t know what it was that he couldn’t seem to stop thinking about you. He couldn’t sleep because of you. He kept thinking about how beautiful you were. He kept thinking how smart you were and such a hard worker. He couldn’t really describe it, but he was just so deep in his feelings for you since you two had started seeing each other. He was feeling so drunk of you like he had drunk ten espresso shots every night before bed.
It’s okay. It’s late. Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow?
He typed the text message and sent it to you. He was right though. It was literally past midnight, and he was bothering you because he couldn’t sleep.
What an idiot.
Exhaling a sharp breath, he set his phone down on his bedside table and gazed up at the ceiling again. After a few minutes of silence and no reply, he figured you had fallen asleep. His mind wandered back again at the thought of you.
“Don’t be cheeky.” Joe laughed, pressing his face on your neck.
You had told him a dirty joke, and he couldn’t stop laughing. The way he was literally hooked with your humor all the time. The one little joke made him all flushed and flustered that he was hiding his face from you.
“That’s not fair. Don’t hide your cute face from me.” You grinned, lifting his head and cupping his face between your hands.
Joe’s chocolate button eyes sparkled as he gazed down at you with a loving smile. You loved seeing him like this, and you certainly love the fact that you could make him act like this.
Sighing, Joe closed his eyes and pushed the memory away.
He needed to sleep.
This was getting ridiculous.
Pulling the duvet closer to him, Joe settled himself comfortably in his bed and closed his eyes. He forced himself to really sleep and as soon as he started drifting off, he felt the mattress of the empty side of his bed dip. For a moment, he thought he was just dreaming. Then, familiar arms wrapped around his torso, and he knew exactly who it was even if his eyes were closed.
He was thanking his little stars that he gave you that spare key for his flat.
“It’s late.” He murmured, holding in his smile as he pulled you closer to his body.
You let out a soft approving hum, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Even in the dark, you could see his beautiful facial features as you softly stroked his cheek with your fingers.
“You can’t sleep lately.” You whispered. “I’m worried about that.”
“It’s your fault, you know.” Joe teased.
You laughed softly, moving yourself on top of him, straddling his hips.
“Yea?” You trailed kisses on the line of his jaw and then down his neck.
Joe had to bite his lower lip to stop himself from moaning. He swore if he was dreaming right now, he would hate his brain in the morning for giving this much of a vivid dream about you. He was already folding for you, and his brain was now betraying him even more?
This was so foul of his dreams to do to him.
“Yes.” Joe gasped the word as you ran your hands down his bare chest. “I think I’ve gone mad.”
You smiled through his skin as his fingers curled around the strands of your hair as you kissed his bare chest. You loved that you could wrap him up around your finger, and he would just fold under every kiss you left on his skin. You never had anyone act like this over you, and you were enjoying every minute of it.
He was adorable like this.
“Hm…” You smiled, grinding against his hard member that was between your legs. “I can help you lose your mind even more.”
Joe’s fingers immediately curled at the back of your head, pulling you down for a hungry kiss. Smiling, you giggled softly through the kiss as he tugged on your shirt and pulled it over your head. Soon, he was tugging on your pants too and it joined the rest of your clothes on the floor.
You reached your hand down to grab his member, wrapping your fingers around it and slowly slid himself inside of you. Both of you gasped softly as you helped him thrust inside of you. His lips were sloppily kissing you, his tongue licking your bottom lip.
“Shit…” Joe groaned softly as he trailed kisses down your neck.
Your hands found his headboard as your pace quickened, and it only made Joe moan louder as he found his lips on your nipple, sucking on it softly.
“Ah—Joe.” You arched your back as he moved deeper inside of you.
He could hear your voice sounding distorted and far away as he continued to suck your nipple and then trailed his lips up on your neck, sucking the skin softly there. He wasn’t the kind of man that loved to leave a love mark, but he couldn’t help but leave one on your neck and then on your chest. You moaned softly as you leaned down and buried your face on his neck, feeling your walls tightened around him.
“Love, you’re so tight.” He moaned.
You kissed him hungrily as he thrusted faster inside of you, your legs trembling and feeling the pleasure build up in your stomach. Joe had forgotten everything around him. He had forgotten what time it was. He had forgotten about the fact that this all started because he couldn’t sleep because he couldn’t stop thinking about you.
You were here.
You were really here.
You were in his arms, and you were making him forget his name. He could feel the pleasure build up in his stomach as he flipped the both of you over, and he was hovering over you. He thrusted deeper and faster inside of you, your toes were curling and your nails were scratching down his bare back.
“Come for me.” You whispered in his ear, making Joe tremble from the way your voice sounded in his ear.
He usually was the one who was able to make his exes feel like this but with you, he was weak. He would do anything for you. He never felt this way about anyone before. With shaky hands, he reeled you in his arms and pressed your body against his flushed one.
“Right there, baby.” You moaned in his ear. “Don’t stop.”
You gasped, your nails digging into his skin deeper as pleasure crashed over the both of you. Stars exploding at the back of your eyes as you screamed his name. Both of your bodies shuddered, both panting together as Joe collapsed his heavy body against yours.
“Holy shit.” Joe cursed under his breath, still panting. “You’re literally amazing.”
You smiled, trying to catch your breath. You stroked his curly hair away from his sweaty forehead and planted a soft kiss there.
“Now, you could sleep.” You joked, making Joe scoff at your little comment.
“No.” He whispered, pressing his face on your neck and nibbled on the skin lightly. “We’re gonna be up all night.”
You grinned widely, flipping the both of you over so you were on top of him again.
“Hmm… Don’t challenge me.” You smiled deviously under the dark.
“You’re the one who’s been keeping me up all night, so don’t challenge me.” Joe retorted back.
You laughed softly, kissing him hungrily again and grabbing the duvet from behind you. Covering the both of you with the sheet, Joe tangled his fingers through your hair as you both blissfully enjoyed each other’s flushed bodies against each other.
Time had frozen, and Joe didn’t care if he needed to be up early tomorrow morning. You were literally the espresso shot that could keep him up all day and night.
Somehow, that was enough for him.
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Pookie Bear
he’s my babygirl
The best part as a Latina was watching him not knowing what was going on when Lupita and the interviewer were speaking spanish. Oh and when she asked him if he knew how to dance Merengue? Not bad of a british white boy... I pay my respect
Despierta America thank you for giving Latinos this content 🙌
He looks like he is about to tell me that we are going on a luxury vacation to Italy.
AND. I'M. HERE. FOR. IT.
Just finished watching a quiet place... and did a wet pathetic male wife with anxiety guy made me cry at the end of the movie? Yes... yes he did...
He just proved everybody the talent that he's got, and I'm so proud of him
It make sense because Paris Con 2022, beefy Joe all in black was the day that I said "Okey... maybe I am in love with him" And I haven't gotten out of there since then
ITS 8AM AND IM BEING CALLED OUT LIKE THIS?!
Quiz for the link is here btw if you all wanna try.
Pedro Pascal girlies and Joe Quinn girlies got it bad today. How are we feeling?
Me personally need 3 or more business days to recover.
JESUS CHRIST FUCK AKHRNDUSHWBEJWUQ
Pedro Pascal, Vanessa Kirby, Joseph Quinn and Matt Shakman were spotted together in London ahead of filming for 'THE FANTASTIC FOUR'. via @F4Update