stevesxyellowxsweater
stevesxyellowxsweater
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⭐️ Law ⭐️30+ Female from the UK stranger things & Joe Keery obsessed! Please don't interact unless over 21+
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 20 days ago
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Does anyone in the uk know where you can get Finalmente l'alba/finally dawn?
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 1 month ago
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Steve Harrington gifs 8/?
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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♥️♥️♥️♥️
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Thank you so much lovely, it really means a lot to me ❤️❤️ so much love!!
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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I'm sorry if I like all your posts and don't talk to you, I'm not creepy I just wanna be friends but don't know how
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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I love you so fucking much sweetheart, my bestie, my sister, my adopted daughter. Happy belated anniversary 💜💜💜💜💜
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[belated June 29th]
happiest anniversary to the best person I have ever met— i am not the most active on this app but three years ago at the beginning of my Eddie Munson era (which never left) i have met someone who was willing to write with me. turned out i didn't only find the most wonderful writing partner but the sister i always needed. she is always there to ground me and remind me that i am not alone. so to the worlds we created from Hawkins to Rome with our wonderful cast to the adventures we have in real life ♡
be careful of the people you can meet on this app they can stay and turns out to be your greatest adventure @stevesxyellowxsweater 💜
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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a post will have 500 notes and only 48 of them will be reblogs. i promise you that reblogging something will not ruin your aesthetic on this utterly swagless website.
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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hating on x reader fics is genuinely like. so weird to me .wowww someone wants to imagine dating a fictional character. wow someone did the mortal sin of pretending their fav loves them.. boo fucking hoo people are dying
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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Joe Keery as Gator Tillman Fargo, 5:03, The Paradox of Intermediate Transactions
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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It's perfect thank you so much 🥹🥹🥹
Don't listen to him; listen to me [J.K]
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Request for: @stevesxyellowxsweater
A/N: Written as a personalised request, it's quite short. But you know me; I love the oneshots <33 Also Joe (kind of?) comforting you?? Yes please.
Please reblog to support me, tysm <3
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Joe was sitting waiting for you when you arrived; your emotions were flowing through you too quickly for you to focus on anything else.
The trees blew in the breeze, and the sun was hot against your skin as you walked across the grass when you arrived at his parents house. He had just returned from tour; you had planned to see him this evening, but since the incident, you needed him more than ever.
Your feet quickened at the sight of him, rushing towards him. Your arms flung around his neck, his arms hooking around your waist, and he picked you up.
The familiar smell of him made you feel like you would spiral again. When he placed you back on the ground, you collected yourself for a moment before he began to ask you.
You struggled to hold it all in when he looked at you like that, the only person who could read you like a book.
''I tried to ignore it, but sometimes people can be spiteful,'' you sighed, following him inside the house.
He was staying at his parents' for a few days after the tour; you couldn't wait until he was at his own apartment. Your emotions were all over the place with the change from Joe travelling and the issue from work.
Your job wasn't fun; you were surrounded by people who didn't care about anything or anyone. Always saying what was on their mind, as if it never occurred to them that being hateful towards another person was wrong.
''I know, baby,'' he spoke softly, his hands reaching up to your face.
His eyes gazing into yours, looking at you with the gentlest expression on his face. His fingers moved fragments of your hair away from your eyes as you looked away from him.
Every time I try to speak up about the issues or fight back. I am dismissed, and it angers me. How can people be like that?'' you sighed, staring at the floor.
''I am so proud of you, though.'' his voice broke slightly at your words.
You scoffed a little; to you, there was nothing to be proud of. His fingers were pressed under your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
''I am; it takes a lot to stick up for yourself and your views'' he smiled at you.
Despite his brief reassurance, you still didn't feel comfortable. You sat down with him on the bed of his childhood bedroom; he sat with you. His arms around you, pulling you close to his chest.
This was something that occurred frequently at work, and you grew tired of it. Joe listened to you as you continued to talk about it until you felt guilty for taking up his time.
''Baby, you can always tell me things that matter to you,'' he said, looking down at you.
He leant closer to you, his lips kissing the top of your head and squeezing you tighter. After a small cry, you began to feel the anger and sadness lift.
Joe fell onto the bed with you, your head resting on his chest as he stroked your skin in a comforting way.
''Let's put a film on and cuddle. I've missed you,'' he whispered into your ear.
You smiled with a soft nod, watching as he began to lift up a few different dusty DVDs. Overcome with feelings for him, when he joined you back on the bed. You pulled him closer to you and kissed him.
''Thank you,'' you smiled onto his lips.
''Anything for my baby,'' he whispered back to you as the film began to play.
It wasn't over; the issue was still there in the front of your mind, but Joe always knew how to refocus your mind without overwhelming you.
His fingers were on your skin once more, stroking up and down your body softly as the credits played in the background. It was calm and relaxing; you could hear his family downstairs, and you looked up at Joe.
He seemed content in this moment with you, not bothered by the noise downstairs. Shrek began to play, which made you laugh; he hadn't told you which film he was going to put on.
You snuggled closer to him; his chest was rising and falling, and you found yourself relaxing into him. Your eyes flickering between open and closed, you never felt like this with anyone else.
''I love you,'' you mumbled into him, feeling sleepier by the second.
''I love you too, baby,'' he whispered, kissing the top of your head again.
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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Djo Egg @ Glastonbury
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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Your voice makes roses grow in my chest.
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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Djo someone bite his neck
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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Three years ago today, Edward "Eddie" Munson played the most metal concert ever in the upside down. He could've just made noise, but instead he decided to play a truly amazing piece of music! Eddie teaches us that it's okay to be different, it's okay to do things your own way and to embrace yourself. It's something some people don't take notice of, and we all really should!
All hail the hero of Hawkins!
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@moonandlaurels ❤️
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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singer!reader (maybe like Gracie Abrams inspired? But whatever you feel is right) and joe both performing at Glastonbury and just supporting each other would be the cutestttt
Mutual Support
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A/N: Thank you for this request!! I loved the idea, it’s a short and sweet oneshot. I wanted it to be a slice of life… but it could be a potentially longer one!! If requested��
Pls reblog to support me!
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When you were asked to perform at Glastonbury you were a bit hesitant about accepting, it was new and nerve wrecking.
You had appeared in the pop charts as a solo singer but you didn’t dream of performing to such a large crowd for hours on end. But you weren’t a big artist, with your latest EP released the week before Glastonbury was meant to begin.
You didn’t feel that confident to perform, the nerves and uncertainty about how the crowd would react put you off.
However, when you looked at the proposed artist lists and their placements. You felt more relaxed, you were grouped with the newer and upcoming artists. Your fingers ran down the page stopping on the familiar name of DJO.
He was a good singer, you had seen his tour broadcast online from followers, family and friends. You were a fan and it calmed you that he was on the same stage as you.
His agent had organised a meet up a few years ago, it was brief and awkward but you didn’t expect him to remember you.
On the day of your performance, your nerves raising higher and higher as you watched other artists play. Some better than others, knowing that you were soon to be next.
You were before DJO in the set list, jumping from foot to foot to calm your nerves as you watch the interaction from the crowd.
“Hey, you nervous?” His voice came from behind you, startling you a little.
Stopping your frantic jumping in case it was weird, you turned to face him. He was much prettier in person, those brown eyes boring into you.
Your cheeks flushed red as you realised he was awaiting on an answer.
“Yes, a little. I haven’t performed to a crowd this big” you laughed off your nerves.
He smiled at you, stepping closer.
“I’ll let you in on a secret” he leant closer to you and whispered something in your ear.
Your nerves did subside at his advice, you smiled back at him and mumbled a thank you. Before you were called forward, he gave your arm a slight stroke before you were prepped and pushed on stage.
Closing your eyes and taking a deep breath, you allowed the music to begin.
“Hello, Glastonbury” you shouted into the crowd.
Hearing a roar of cheers in reply, you began to play your first song. Moving in time with the music, the crowd began to sing and dance with you.
After a few songs, your eyes flickered to backstage but you were disappointed when you didn’t see Joe standing there.
Breathing through your emotions, you turned to the crowd once more. Until your eyes focused on a small sign, squinting you called for the camera to pick up the words.
It read: DJO supports you!
In bold lettering, he lowered the sign and began to cheer. Moving along with the friends he was with, your smile widened as his eyes followed you.
He stayed in the crowd until you were near the end of your set. You knew that he would preparing for his own, you performed your last song and thanked the crowd. Receiving a very enthusiastic applause.
Your confidence was through the roof, enough so that you rushed to find Joe. He wasn’t too far for you to find, his ear tech was wiggling around with the piece when Joe waved you over.
“Great set” he said with a smile, his eyes looking at the tech.
“Thanks, I loved the sign” you said with a wink.
He smiled back, leaning over despite the shouts of the tech and fished out the exact sign with his writing on it. He handed it to you without any words whilst he waited for the tech to finish.
Your dressing room wasn’t too far away, so you dipped away from them. Inside you searched for a pen, finding only a purple marker. You flipped the sign over, trying to write something neatly on the back.
Hiding it behind you as you walked over to watch Joe ready himself to go on stage, placing the sign quietly beside you.
He waved you over, his ear tech had disappeared a while ago. Leaving Joe to do a similar thing to you, stare at the crowd whilst the other artist performed.
“The crowd were good. Very fun. Though don’t out do yourself, go with the flow” you said with a smile.
His eyes were once again on you, looking you up and down with a shy smile.
“Thank you” he leant over and pecked your cheek.
Within seconds, the previous artist appeared off stage and his name was being called. You squeezed his arm as he hurried onto stage, you watched him for a second before grabbing the sign.
Nervously, you appeared by the group he was with before. Explaining them your plan, waving the sign with Joe’s writing on it.
Natalia waved you next to her with Charlie to right, she held the sign down for a few moments. Telling you that it was all about timing, you didn’t want to raise it too early.
But you held it down until your arms were doing to drop off, towards the middle of his set. She lifted the sign up high with you, waving it energetically in the air.
His eyes fell into yours with a cheeky smile, his lips were against the microphone as they readied the next song.
“This next song is a very pretty singer whom I met today” he grinned, licking his lips before beginning the song.
You cheered and whooped as he performed The End Of The Beginning, your own voice was growing hoarse by the end of the set list.
Sweat clung to your body as the group threw their arms around you for Back On You. When Joe thanked the crowd and disappeared off stage, you were rushed with the group to greet him.
Charlie and the rest of the group greeted him first, leaving you to watch from behind with the sign in tow.
They dropped away from Joe, Charlie began to watch the next artist perform as Joe stepped forward towards you.
“Hey” he said with a soft sigh.
“Hey” you copied with a light laugh.
“Fancy going somewhere quieter” he suggested, looking back at his friends beforehand.
They were too preoccupied with watching the acts that they didn’t notice you slip away into one of the dressing rooms.
You sat down with him on one of the chairs, his hair was clinging to his forehead as he smiled at you.
“It was nice seeing another familiar face in the crowd” he said, breaking the silence.
“I could say the same about you, I was very nervous” you said.
“Well we don’t know what the crowd was like, thank you for the advice” he smiled, leaning closer.
You began to ask him about the difference performing on the stage and touring, you wanted to plan a tour if your followers grew.
He discussed the ins and out, explaining what he preferred before complimenting your music.
“I enjoyed your latest EP. The song Chasing you, is on my playlist” he said, his voice breaking slightly.
You blushed at his compliment, deciding to give the same support back to him.
It wasn’t long before you both decided to explore the festival together, photos were taken of you both walking through the grass.
“I do remember you, you know. That awkward meet up” he said as you navigated the crowds.
“Me too, this one was much better” you smiled at him.
“I hope the rest of our meet ups are this fun” he smiled back at you politely, his eyes bouncing from stage to stall.
The sides of sign were broadcasted onto every social media site, enough that towards the end of the night. Joe asked for your socials, standing closer together when you swapped them.
He hugged you as you parted ways at the end of the night, you felt much more confident and slightly relaxed when you entered your bedroom that night.
You hoped that he messaged you in the next few days, you were excited for what the future holds.
Please reblog to support me. TYSM🤍
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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#who needs context
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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I'm just going to place this here it still freaks me out to this day
what's your favorite urban legend?
Oh Jesus ummm I don't think I really have a favorite (unless you count things like Area 51, Beast of Exmoor and Anastasia) but I have ones that seriously freak me out like
The baby sitter and the man upstairs
Bloody Mary
Hook man
The clown doll
Those all haunt my childhood
Ask me questions I want
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stevesxyellowxsweater · 2 months ago
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Reblog if it’s okay to befriend you, ask questions, ask for advice, rant, vent, let something off your chest, or just have a nice chat.
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