#fav: joe keery
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oatmilk-vampire · 8 months ago
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freckledjoes · 9 months ago
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I love my silly goofy guy 🥰
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keery · 10 months ago
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this crossover????????
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wastelandbabyblue · 2 years ago
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lifedomain · 10 months ago
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MAYA HAWKE, PRIAH FERGUSON, and JOE KEERY on the set of ST S4.
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straight4joekeery · 2 years ago
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Steve: I wouldn’t put it in those words exactly.
Robin: Why not?
Steve: Because I don't know what they mean.
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Robin: I’m sick and tired of being called 'mortal', you don’t know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It’s rude.
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Robin: How many children do you have?
Steve: Biologically, legally, or emotionally? Because there is a difference.
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Steve: That was the worst throw ever. Of all time.
Robin: Not my fault. Somebody put a wall in the way.
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Robin: We’re getting married, bitches!
Steve: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.
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Robin: I’m so excited!
Steve: We’re gonna have the best costumes, get the most candy...
Robin: And have the biggest stomach aches ever!
Steve: Yeah!
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Steve: I can't take this anymore, Eddie needs to take me out!
Robin: In a dating type of way, or an assassination type of way?
Steve: I don't know, surprise me!
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Robin: I WOULD DESTROY THE WORLD FOR YOU!
Steve: Okay, can you do the dishes?
Robin: No!
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Robin: I don’t know the first thing about clothes. Pretty much all I can do is look at something and tell you if it’s clothes or not. This chair? Not clothes.
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Robin: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don't want to sound mean.
Steve: No, go ahead. I want to hear it.
Robin: It sucks.
Steve: That's not constructive criticism.
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starkeylover · 1 year ago
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i think every girl needs to find a boyfriend like steve harrington (he’s my unlimited dream guy)
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wiser-girl · 2 years ago
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Feeling scared and misunderstood on the dash tonight (Steve is my 2nd fav character I’m sorry guys)
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ryan-waddell11 · 2 years ago
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#that one trope where the grumpy/universally annoyed & the sunshine characters fall in love
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tearfest · 19 days ago
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spotify wrapped said ur a djo fan aren't u...
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oatmilk-vampire · 11 months ago
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toobusybeingdelulu · 2 years ago
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“…I don’t know. We’ll see. Maybe we’ll touch upon that next year”
Also Joe keery next year, during the table-reading for s3 after discovering that not only him and Dacre won’t have a single scene together but also that billy, his fav character, will in fact die:
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eddieydewr · 4 months ago
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imo it's very ironic that a show made for the marginalised kids and is very anti bullying has so many bullies who are marginalising the exact communities they claim to support.
what are ur thoughts on this?
i agree! people like them only watch the show, and “participate” in the fandom to bully and criticise, is because a lot of the cast are visually appealing. for them, it’s usually millie, finn, sadie, natalia, and joe keery.
their mindset is like this -> mlvn MUST ‘make love’ in s5 bc they need to be able to see fillee ~doing it too for their edits (and more) • they don’t want to see anything between joyce and hop bc they are hags (even though they are attractive people, especially winona) • st@ncy MUST be endgame bc they are pretty people and rich. impoverished jonathan who? • people who ship henderhop are LIARS and only claim to ship them so el doesn’t get in the way of byler (definitely nothing to do with being unable to see dustin/gaten in a relationship due to ableism. duzie don’t count, sorry. they don’t have a physical scene together so they’re easy to ship or disregard lol) • dirty and smelly trailer trash eddie munson is ugly and cringe because their fans are embarrassing the fandom (???) with their devil horns while being fat, ugly, poor, jobless, etc., just like their fav! but they (and non ST viewers) have warmed up to joseph quinn because he’s attractive and is making it in hollywood • and will! just like eddie, he is too obsessed with dnd, is chronically bitchless even though he canonically pulls girls without trying despite the fact he’s into men (and mike). like all the shitty CW shows they watch, will will die a very homophobic death or end up loveless and lonely like a f@g! homophobically. while mike and el get married in the village with the 3 waterfalls and have a son named willy in disgraced memory of some guy they knew once, idk. not to mention he’s portrayed by… drum roll pls… the zionist! gasp. imagine if byler happens and gamze’s precious baby finn has to put his lips on that (insert antisemitic and homophobic slur here) MAN.
it just doesn’t bear thinking about! it’ll be hellfire (heh) if things don’t go their way. they are normal, unlike us!!
conclusion: ST is a mid CW show with pretty actors and they watch it on a surface level to fulfil their flvn desires, with their fingers crossed that ugly will schnapp, wait no, noah byers?? gets pwned BIG TIME! and die horribly. it’s what he deserves for spoiling the El Show; they want to see el do her Scream and Save the Day thing again, while mike is dumbstruck by her powers and thus hero worship, due to his own feelings of inferiority; because of his dwindling mental health and being unable to admit that he feels something for his best friend but is lowkey aware of his attraction to men (eddie) and the fact that he felt like he died too when he saw will’s “body” in the quarry too corny? and steve… ah steve, we like steve! with his bouffant hair, and his outrageous levi’s clad ass. while getting beat half to death as a running gag. someone give him an MRI pls.
ps. it doesn’t matter what we watch the show for, but the people we’re discussing, i feel like they’re not getting it. which is fine ig. but that doesn’t excuse their behaviour in the fandom, they don’t even enjoy fandom and think we’re just delulu, breaking THEIR LAW if we ignore canon, whether it’s actually canon or not, lmao.
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ladymercury8 · 1 year ago
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It's sweet, it's slow, it's I'm sorry and I love you and thank you for coming back and thank you for being here for me to come back to.
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Ahhh I think you mainly write fluff but would you write more of that steve and reader fight?? Like maybe it's harder living together than they thought but then they're able to make up?
i really never intended to do this but i really loved the blurb where the fight happened! and a few of you did too, so here's a resolution <3 yay for communication! | 1.4k, fem!reader, angst to fluff
It's colder than you thought it would be. The jacket you grabbed on the way out is a welcome added layer of warmth and you think it might actually be Steve's since it smells like him. The fight is clear in your memory still, the worst one you've had since you moved in together only a month or so ago. The look on his face when he asked you if this was it, if things were going to be okay. His soft reminder to wear this stupid jacket.
You'd come home grumpy and could feel the same mood from Steve. But even still he'd had dinner almost ready and you'd eaten and the apartment had felt tense and when you asked if you could watch a movie together and he said he was too tired it just...well. It burst.
"We don't spend any time together, Steve," you'd grumbled.
"We fucking live together. We spend too much time together," he'd hurled at you as he washed a pan.
"Well, Jesus Christ, Steve. We've only been here for a month. Tell me how you really feel. Maybe I'll spend more time out!" You were yelling at this point, something you rarely ever did. But it felt like you couldn't find the words for what you really felt, so this would have to do.
"That's another problem, isn't it? I work all the damn time and am tired all the damn time and you work too much and we're just exhausted. I don't even know the last time we had a real conversation." He had rubbed his face over his hands and wouldn't look at you.
"Steve. I come home and I do laundry and I clean and when I'm home you're never home!"
It had devolved from there and you had to walk away before you said anything more hurtful than you already had. And now you're walking in the dark and it's cold and you want Steve to hold you, even if you're still a little mad at him. Because the argument was really about one thing: you miss each other but forgot how to say it. You forgot your watch so you don't know how long it's been but you know Steve will worry and probably come after you, so you turn around and head back to the apartment complex.
When you unlock the door you see he's left the entry light on for you. You hang up the jacket and toe off your shoes and sigh.
"I'm back," you call weakly. But there's no reply. A look into the kitchen yields no Steve but he's cleared both of your places -- you'd left yours behind -- and finished the dishes. You open the fridge and find that he's put what you didn't eat into a container. The fondness you always feel for him surges to the top, overtaking your frustration and fatigue for a few moments. This boy cleaned for you even though he was mad, told you to wear a jacket as you were walking away from him. This is life, you think. Fighting with the person you love most in the world because all you want to do is love him more and you're always scared it's not enough and yet here he is proving to you every single day that he's not going anywhere.
"Baby?" Steve calls. "You there? I'm in the bedroom." You shut the fridge and turn off the lights before padding down the hallway past photos of you both and the kids and the painting you bought at the thrift store last week because it looks like Hawkins and he keeps talking like he knows you'll come in eventually. Like magnets, your friends have always said. "If you want to keep, uh, fighting, can we do it tomorrow? I get that we need to talk but --"
You step into the bedroom as he's turning around, dressed for bed with a pillow in hand. He looks as lost and tired as you feel.
"What are you doing, Steve?"
"Oh," he says carefully. "I was...going to sleep on the couch."
Whatever fight that remains in you fades away. Now you just feel sad. "Do you want to sleep on the couch?"
"Well, no. But I don't know if we're gonna fix this tonight and I don't want to fight again and I thought maybe you might still be mad so--"
"I'm not mad anymore," you say quietly, leaning on the doorframe. "Are you mad?"
He doesn't answer. "Did you wear a jacket?" he asks instead. "It's cold out."
"Yeah," you murmur. "I wore one."
"Good." Steve nods, mostly to himself, and sighs. He chews on his bottom lip. God, you love him.
"Are you mad?" you ask again. He sits down on the bed with the pillow in his lap and looks up at you with guarded eyes. He looks remarkably young like this, like a boy who hasn't seen the worst of the world and come out the other side loving and kind. He just looks like a boy lost and in love.
"No. But I am sorry," he says. "For shouting. And cursing, and stuff. But I think...it was a real fight? That we need to talk about?"
You nod, pushing off the door frame to pad over the shag carpet towards him. "Yeah. I'm sorry, too. Can I sit next to you?"
"You don't need to ask," Steve scoffs. "C'mere." You settle into his side, pressed into him from knee to shoulder. He doesn't reach for your hands and you knot your fingers together to stop yourself from touching him because you really do need to talk about this and if you touch him...it'll be over too fast.
"So," you say. "I think what I was really trying to say is I love living with you but I feel like I'm missing you all the time." It's true. Living with Steve has been a dream come true -- waking up to him, bumping hips as you brush your teeth, folding his glasses on the bedside table and washing his socks and all of it. You love it.
"Me too," Steve says. "But I feel like all the time we spend together is here and we don't do anything else. I'm at work and you're at work and then we're just...here."
You've both been busy, that much is true. But he's right. You don't remember the last time you went on a date. "Okay," you say. "So we need to...get out more?"
"Let's try that," he nods, pressing himself even closer next to you. A hand reaches out to cup your knee and you sigh at the warmth. "I'm sorry," he says again. "I hate fighting with you. I know we're both a little too good at saying...harsh things."
"Well, I don't exactly have a good time either, Steve." You snake your hand under his sleep shirt and run it over the knotted skin of his back. He leans into the touch immedietly. "But one fight isn't going to undo this, okay? Us? We're fine."
He blows a raspberry. "I'm sorry, too," you say again, just to be sure he hears it. "Don't sleep on the couch tonight if you don't want to, please."
Steve looks at you, fringe falling into his tired eyes. "I love you," he says. "I should have said earlier. You know that, right?"
"Of course I do." You melt a little. He tells you every day when he swipes toothpaste from your lip, when he kisses you goodbye, when he calls you on your break, when he buys your favorite juice. When he tells you to wear a jacket even in the middle of a fight. If there's one thing you know, it's that Steve Harrington loves you. "I love you, Steve."
You lean in to kiss his cheek, the pillow pressing into your stomach. He blinks as you pull away.
"Wanna try that again?" he says, the beginnings of a smile on his face. It's the first one you've seen all evening and it fills you with warmth. So you decide to indulge him, leaning in again to kiss him properly. It's sweet, it's slow, it's I'm sorry and I love you and thank you for coming back and thank you for being here for me to come back to.
"God," he mumbles into your skin. "The couch is so uncomfortable. But I'd do it." I love you.
"I know, Steve," you say. I know.
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fearlessreid · 9 months ago
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The tortured joes department
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i am so excited for the tortured poets department. and in honour I am going to take songs taylor written about joe alwyn (or while with him) and write 4 fics based off the characters played by our fav joe’s (quinn and keery).
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i’m the best thing at this party (you’re losing me) -eddie munson
if the story’s over why am i still writing pages- steve harrington
call it what you want - eddie munson
voted most likely to run away with you- steve harrington
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EEK IM SO EXCITED TO WRITE
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lovebird-s · 10 months ago
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it is almost comical to me how little the stranger things fandom on here doesn't care about how their favs are zionists and actively ignoring the genocide in palestine being done unto them by israel and everyone who is silent on the issue. joseph quinn (not even a fucking american) signed the petition to biden in favor of israel. and no one ever even talked about it. joe keery can see his worst song go viral on tiktok but not speak about palestine. not to mention genocide is sexy noah and his bestie millie. and the actor who plays the weird guy has spoken in favor of murdering innocent palestinians straight up. they are disgusting, and you all are just as much for letting them all get away with it.
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