#part1

first time doing a SMAU! joe keery x actress!reader :)

summary: reader and joe have been co-stars since season 1 on stranger things! reader plays ‘lottie ralphie’ who is ‘steve harringtons’ love interest. you’ve developed a small crush for joe, and by small you mean you’re head over heels for that man. joe feels the same way but everytime something happens you both are idiots and blame it on alcohol. this time? its different. you even make it KNOWN this time. but but of course, its ruined.

info/warnings: face claim is nina dobrev!, this is NOT. a ship. i repeat this is NOT A SHIP!, y/n used, mentions of drinking/getting drunk, i cba to get everyones instagram users so i just made them up lmaoo, mentions of kissing/more, not really smut, fwb mentioned kinda, friends to lovers to friends to distance to co-stars to lovers trope LMAOO!, lowk slow burn bc they’re all idiots

wc: not sure but i doubt its more than 4k!

taglist: @sexyvixen7

part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4 || part 5

part 1: ‘wrap party’

@ynuser

caption: oh lottie, how you’ll be missed🩷. being the role of lottie for over 10 years has taught me so much about myself and my life.

i’m so grateful for the duffers and the amazing team that has kept this series going on💗. as sad as i am to see stranger things come to an end, i’m so glad i had this opportunity to meet my amazing co-stars, who i can now confidently call my best friends. i started this series when i was 21, i’m now 31 and god, it feels like yesterday when we first did the chemistry read and it was me, joe, charlie and natalia. from that day forward i knew i’d end up being family with these guys. i’m so honoured to have a family with all my co-stars. thanks to stranger things i can confidently say i went into this tv show being an only child, and i’m coming out with so many little siblings. the ones who feel like they are blood. i’ve watched you all grow and i’m ready for the world to see our series come to an end💋

i love you lottie and you’ll always be in my heart. i love you all🩷

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| keerryyjoe: stottie forever ❤️

| —> ynuser: always 💋

| sadieesinkkk: my big sister 🥹

| —> ynuser: my lil sis🫂

| mayamayamaya: robin and lottie = no1 besties <3

| —> ynuser: ugh fr. they’re awesome.

| dufferbros: we love lottie! #stottie!!

| —> ugh real! @keerryyjoe see? they’re on our side

| keerryyjoe: good.

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shit. you’ve JUST found out that you apparently “need to bring a date” to the duffers party. you think about inviting joe. i mean you guys are.. well whatever you are. its confusing. one minute, you’re watching a movie and there’s a little distance between you two. the next minutes you’re allowing his tongue to slide into yours whilst you rock your hips on his lower half.

so maybe more than friends.. but not enough for a label? ugh. he’s confusing. you’re confusing. maybe that’s why you’d so perfect together, right? whatever.

after thinking long and hard for.. 3 minutes? you decide you should invite joe. it would be casualll.. and maybe a “fun night” with joe if you end up drunk, like usual.

the music is already loud when you and joe walk into the party, bass vibrating faintly through the floorboards before the door even closes behind you. colored lights spill across the living room, people packed shoulder to shoulder, someone shouting your names from the kitchen.

joe leans closer so you can hear him. “this is… a lot of people” you laugh softly, taking the plastic cup someone presses into your hand. “you’ve been to cast parties before”

“yeah” he says, glancing around, “but somehow they always get worse” you stay close together as you move through the room. for the first hour it’s easy, you’re talking to people, laughing at stories from set, occasionally bumping shoulders when someone squeezes past. every now and then joe drifts into another conversation, but he always ends up back next to you again like it’s automatic.

it’s comfortable. dangerously comfortable. because somewhere in the back of your mind is the quiet reminder that this has always been the problem with you and joe. the first time it happened was during the early days of filming stranger things season one. everyone had gone out after a long day of shooting, half the cast crammed into a tiny bar. you and joe had ended up laughing about something stupid, leaning too close across the table.

you barely remembered the kiss the next morning. only the way everyone teased you about it. after that it happened a few more times over the years, but always the same way.

late nights. parties. too much alcohol. and every single time the unspoken rule was the same:

we were drunk. it didn’t mean anything.

by the third hour of the party tonight, the room feels warmer and louder. the alcohol buzz settles comfortably in your system, the music switching to something with a heavier beat. you take another sip from your drink before suddenly grabbing joe’s arm. “come dance with me!!” he raises an eyebrow. “is that a request or-?”

you’re already pulling him toward the dance floor. people are packed together in the center of the room, the bass thumping through your chest. joe laughs as you drag him into the crowd. “i should warn you..” he says, lifting his hands defensively, “i’m a terrible dancer”

“good” you grin. “so am i”

the two of you start moving anyway, swaying with the music. joe attempts something ridiculous with his shoulders that immediately makes you laugh. “what was that?”

“my signature move!” he says seriously. you shove his shoulder. “never do that again.!” but you’re still laughing, and he’s laughing too, and somehow the space between you disappears. at one point he spins you once just for fun, and when you stumble slightly afterward his hands land on your waist to steady you.

the touch lingers. your breath catches for a second. it’s stupid how familiar this feels. you lean closer so he can hear you. “okay maybe you’re not that bad at dancing”

“wow” joe says. “high praise” when you pull back your faces are closer than you expected. for a moment neither of you moves. and suddenly another memory slips in. uninvited.

season two. late evening at your house after a long day of filming. scripts spread across the table, the two of you running lines and laughing whenever one of you messed up. that night had been different. no party. no alcohol. just the quiet hum of your kitchen light and joe sitting across from you.

you remember the exact moment it happened. the way he had looked at you after you finished a line, smiling slightly like he’d forgotten what he was supposed to say next. “what?” you had asked. “nothing” he said. and then he leaned forward and kissed you.

slow. careful. completely sober.

you’d both pulled away a second later like the moment had surprised you. neither of you ever talked about it again. the music drags you back to the present.

joe is still looking at you the same way he did that night. “what?” you ask quietly. he shakes his head a little. “nothing” but a few minutes later you’re both laughing again after he almost bumps into someone behind him. he leans down suddenly and presses a quick kiss to your cheek.

your laughter stops. the warmth of his lips lingers against your skin. “sorry” he says with a crooked smile. “you just looked very kissable”

“that’s a terrible excuse”

“worked though”

the next song slows down. the crowd shifts, people swaying closer together. you step forward without thinking. this time when joe’s hands settle at your waist, you don’t move away. your arms slide loosely around his shoulders, fingers brushing the back of his neck as the two of you sway with the music. your heart is beating a little too fast. because you know this pattern. you know where it usually ends.

another kiss. another blurry morning. another we were drunk, forget it happened. but when you tilt your head up to say something, joe is already looking down at you. his hand shifts slightly, pulling you closer. and then he kisses you.

his lips meet yours softly at first. its hesitant, like he’s giving you time to stop him if you want to. when you don’t, when you lean in instead, the kiss deepens just slightly.

it’s warm and slow, his hand steady at your waist while the music pulses around you. your fingers tighten lightly against his shoulders, grounding yourself in the moment. for a second everything else fades. the lights. the crowd. the noise. just the familiar warmth of his mouth against yours.

when you pull back you’re both smiling a little, breath slightly uneven. joe laughs quietly. “okay… maybe we should stop doing that at parties” you shake your head, half amused, half nervous. “yeah”

but neither of you actually moves away.

another couple of hours pass like that: dancing, talking, drifting through the party together like you’re orbiting each other.

eventually joe glances toward the door. “you wanna get out of here?” he asks. you nod immediately. outside the night air is cool, the distant music muffled behind the closed door. the street is quiet compared to the chaos inside.

you walk side by side down the sidewalk for a moment. then joe nudges your shoulder. “so” he says. “are we blaming that on alcohol again?” you glance at him. the memory of that night in your kitchen flashes through your mind. season two.

the first sober kiss. the one you both pretended never happened.

“i don’t know,” you say softly. joe stops walking. when you turn back toward him he gently catches the front of your jacket and pulls you closer. his hand slides up to your cheek, thumb brushing lightly along your skin.

this kiss is slower than the ones inside. more deliberate. when his lips meet yours again there’s no hesitation this time. it’s warm and lingering, his hand steady at your jaw while you tilt your head slightly to deepen the kiss. your fingers curl into the front of his jacket, pulling him closer without even thinking about it. the moment stretches, soft and quiet under the streetlights.

when you finally pull apart, joe is smiling at you in that same thoughtful way. “yeah” he says quietly. “we’re definitely not pretending that one didn’t happen”

@ynuser

caption: the fit for the final wrap party. miss you all already :) last photo taken by @mayamayamaya.

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| keerryyjoe: you’re gorgeous btw.

|—> ynuser: says u🫣

| keerryyjoe: who’s that super cool, handsome, tall guy who’s carrying you? he seems super amazing and cute btw.

|—> ynuser: he’s acc super weird

| keerryyjoe: right..

| mayamayamaya: DAMN girl chiiill i’m on this app🫣

|—> ynuser: tell christian to watch out!

| christianlhudson: hey what now.

| mayamayamaya: ladies, ladies chiill!

| mayamayamaya: HEYYY i got photo creds! you both look supa cute :)

| ynuser: you should see him rn. adorable

| winnyryder: what a night!!

|—> ynuser: MOTHER!

| ynsibling: thats my sister!!🎉

|—> ynuser: hell yeah it is

| dufferbros: last ever party🥹

|—> ynuser: stfu. ur gonna make me cry :(

| dj0fan: is that joe?? *liked by creator*

| user992363: okay soft launch!?!

| j03swifey: that better not be joe he’s mine.

|—> ynuser: @keerryyjoe shit. ur taken. no date on friday then?

| —> keerryyjoe: i didn’t even know i was owned..?

| user972: so we’re just gonna ignore that joe and yn we’re having a date on friday!?

| julesottiubs: wait because literally?

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Hi! I'm basically going to write scenarios of anything that comes to mind in any type anime, manga, Tv show, drama, novels, etc~!

Jujutsu Kaisen X Chubby!reader

"Hey, there." A male came up to you while you were wiping your dirty glasses on your shirt. Startled, you quickly place them on to see who was talking to you and blinked, clearly seeing who it was. A male with white hair with a blindfold over his eyes and have a really tall figure. Legs for days...you thought.

Tilting your head a bit, confirming his existence, "How can I help you?"

"My student is wondering if you can trade some TCG with him." He pointed behind him and you glanced the motion and saw a young male with pink hair. He was looking at the two of you like a pouting puppy, wagging it's tail. You sputtered a laugh at this and nodded, motioning the young boy over.

Finally seeking the attention of yours, the boy smiles brightened as he introduced himself. "Hi! My name is Yuji Itadori! And this is Gojo-Sensei!" He then pointed at the taller male.

"Y/N" you greeted back. "Good thing you got me at the last minute. I was almost leaving the Collectors con. What can I do for you?"

"PLEASE, I-

While Yuji was talking animatedly to you, Gojo was watching you. In Honesty, he thought that all collectors would be weirdos. Though, seeing you, that might have changed his mind. She's so cute he cooed. With the cute glasses and chubby face and body, wearing an outfit that go so well on you.

It had been around half an hour and Yuji was still praising your skill and collection. "Alright, Yuji, time to let the nice lady go." Gojo gently scolded him as the young boy pouted. "Sorry about him." His lips curved up. You shook your head, disagreeing.

"It's okay. He's a good kid." You smiled brightly, blinding them with your cuteness as you packed your bag tightly and safely. "See you next time!" turning around, Gojo was shamelessly staring at your back side as you walked away. Of course, you didn't know that this salivating blue eyes, white haired sorcerer with a mysterious vibe was hopelessly infatuated with you and it shows to everyone but you.

05.2026

GRAHHH OK THIS IS MY SECOND POST EVER?? MY FIRST ONE DID DECENTLY GOOD DESPITE BEING SHORT, Anyway…

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A late night under gardenview’s eyes, Maybe 6? 8? You had lost track ever since you whent on a run with the others, (The mains,) you should be fine.. —- You were extracting, And you were quite weak— You were on one heart, Figure..

And then you missed a skill check— SHIT!

Wait.. phew, pebbles distracting.. Right— Where’s sprout.. He said he’d get you a heal if he found some tapes— Oh! Speaking of sprout..

Sprout: “Hey reader! I got some tapes, Do you need a heal now?”

Reader: “Of course I do sprout, Why else would I had asked..”

It wasn’t long before you had gotten back to your usual 2 hearts and completed the machine, There was only 11 to go.. You were on Floor 23 after all…

And I had forgotten to mention it was a blackout— With pebble TW AND Shelly TW, God I wonder how Pebble is doing distracting them..

You couldn’t see much through this blackout, And you ended up stumbling into another toon, specifically..

Bassie,

The toon you often notice watching you silently, You KNOW she wouldn’t ask to be your friend.. it would take too much of her social battery anyway..

Bassie: “Oh.. Reader— Sorry.. I thought you were a twisted, Do you need help getting back up?”

Reader: “…uh.. I’m fine..—“

Bassie: “Oh.. uh- ok…how are you on the machines..?”

Reader: “fine.. it’s not.. too bad,”

Bassie: “…”

Reader: “I should probably get back to the others and keep extracting,”

Bassie: “WAIT—“

Reader: “…hm?”

Bassie: “..uhm… do you.. hate me too?”

Reader: “ .. “

Bassie: “ .. “

Bassie: “Nevermind— it’s a stupid question..”

Reader: “No I don’t hate you.. I’m only curious, why— are you following me around..? I constantly see you and try to go up to you but you just.. disappear.”

Bassie: “..You saw me..—? OH EASTER BASKETS— IM SO SORRY! I PROBABLY LOOKED SO WEIRD STALKING YOU I DIDNT EVEN MEAN TO I SWEAR YOUR JUST INTERESTING..!!—“

She had started rambling about how it was accidental..

You didn’t wanna admit it..

Her blushing was cute.

No— WHAT ARE YOU GETTING YOURSELF INTO?! Your toon handler taught you better then to fall in love with another main! NOT TO MENTION A WOMAN—! GOD YOU DONT EVEN KNOW IF THEY ARE HOMOPHOBIC OR NOT—

Reader: “Okay bassie— It’s FINE, you don’t have to ramble about it! I kinda liked it anyway, your not the problem—“

Bassie: “.. what—“

Reader: “uh”

And then you realize what just came out of your mouth…

Reader: “NOTHING NOTHING—! DONT WORRY ABOUT IT, IM JUST GONNA GO BACK TO EXTRACTING!!”

Bassie: “WAIT— READER!”

You ended up bolting out of the room, face absolutely flushed, and GOD you looked stupid, Bassie was just confused on what happen, she doesn’t know what’s between a compliment and denial about saying it.

Bassie: “Hugh…I flunked her…”

Vee: “I saw the whole thing, You realized that right?”

Bassie just LURCHES into the air after Vee catches her, Either a high pitched squeak coming out of her mouth or an eagle screaming.

Bassie: “VEEEE!! I TOLD YOU TO STOP SNEAKING UP ON ME LIKE THAT!”

Vee: “Delilah was right.. You really DO have some problems, Whatever. Just..Go do extracting or whatever, I won’t judge you two Bloomington~”

Bassie: “NEVER tell this to anyone.”

And she flusteredly bolted out,

Safe to say that two people ended up flustered when you guys came out of the elevator! Vee didn’t even wait to tell her toon handler, She never said she promised not to,

…Well, Bassie didn’t talk to you for a week after that and neither did you, yet Flyte caught onto your…

Ahem. subtle behavior around her, And now Flyte is wondering if your gay, And eggson just said “Ah..Young love..” when he mentioned it, And cocoa..

Well..

Cocoa was overexcited as usual, We are just hoping that she doesn’t tell any of the toons..

— Reader’s Diary - 2026 3/28/6:13PM

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