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Joel Miller pinching your cheeks together and making you look up at him

Joel Miller touching your bottom lip with his thumb, pulling it down slightly

Joel Miller telling you, sweetheart, the only way these lips could be prettier is if they were painted with my cum

Joel Miller forcing you to your knees in front of him while he undoes his belt

Joel Miller threading his fingers in your hair

Joel Miller’s smell filling your nose as he pulls you against him

Joel Miller saying open up for me, darlin, show me that tongue

Joel Miller moaning as his cock slides along your stuck out tongue

Joel Miller cooing at how pretty you are gagging on his thick cock

Joel Miller’s greying thatch of pubic hair

Joel Miller’s cum painting your tongue

Joel Miller’s brow furrowed as his orgasm takes over him, fisting your hair

Joel Miller pulling you off of him to look at how wrecked you are

Y’know?

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Summer in Jackson with your old man Joel

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hi summer, is your other pre outbreak joel wip related to just cant get enough or will it be a different joel x reader? so glad you write for pre outbreak game joel, idk why he doesn’t get more love 😭

Hey!

Honetly, I have started multipe pre outbreak Joel fics but have just not got round to building the comple story. I have titles, elements and moodboards and then they just sit in my drafts as little snippets. I get a wave of inspiration for one specific scene and then I go blank or just don’t feel inspired by it anymore. If you bare with me and keep a look out, I will be writing more (including older Joel au) so stay tuned!

In regrads to JCGE, I feel like my version of pre outbreak Joel x reader all take place in the same universe but just told at different points in their relationship non chronologically. I have an idea of who I think pre outbreak Joel is and I tend to stick to it.

Thanks for reading! 🫶🏻

S x

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but your honor his big wet princess puppy dog eyes cancels out all the horrors he’s committed

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more joel miller core. i need that man like i need water.

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pervert but in a romantic way

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I 100% imagine Joel being a fan of 90s and 2000s grunge bands. He literally plays a Pearl Jam song for Ellie. He was a kid in the 90s and in his 20s in the 2000s so I totally see him bumping nirvana, Alice In Chains, Pearl Jam, stone temple pilots, Red Hot Chili Peppers. All that good shit

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Joel "Puppy Dog Eyes" Miller

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Joel Miller neck erotica ep. 9

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the monster under the bed is scary to YOU. i’m having sex with it though.

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‘Not takin’ it out,’ OMGGG this man 😭😭🤤🤤 please i would let him stay inside me all night idgaf i need to cuddle with him to the max 📈

I’m drunk right now and need Joel Miller’s big veiny cock pronto! I think I’m going to conbust if I don’t get it.

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"I've never seen you at the club"

Okay, well, I've never seen you on ao3 reading fanfictions in the middle of the night

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In desperate need of some young game Joel Miller post outbreak fics. This Joel does not get enough attention or love. 🥲

*Image from fireflyEJ26 on Pinterest.

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me as a writer

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x reader she's like Barbie. she can be anything. she can be everything. she can do whatever I'm not dare to do in rl and she gotta choose her man. *sigh* Life've never been better.

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Thinking about Joel Miller’s thick manly thighs…

cw: MDNI, dom/sub dynamics, pet names, daddy!kink, dd/lg undertones, size kink, body worship, oral fixation, oral sex (m receiving).

Imagine…

Your hands and knees and bare pussy stick to the wrecked carpet of Joel’s apartment. It’s sticky with whiskey, blood and gods knows what else.

But you don’t care. You like it even, as you have Joel Miller’s giant legs bracketing you at his feet. You lick up the inside of his leg leaving a nice long trail of saliva.

His thick hair is rough against your flattened tounge and you can taste the salty musk on his skin after a hard days work making a drop. You make sure to give both knees a gentle kiss on your ascent. They always creak and groan after Joel puts them through their paces.

You’re in nothing but a piece of fabric that was once a nice pleated skirt, now it shows off your ass to him just right when he’s standing over you like this.

Joel’s naked save for a pair of ratty navy socks he refuses to take off at times like this, even though you would worship his feet all the same. You practically worship the ground he walks on anyway.

You lift up off your ass to reach your favourite part of Joel’s body (apart from his snail trail) - his thick manly thighs.

You’ve changed techniques and now suck and nip with big pouty lips at the flesh there. Joel pushes air out of nose with a hitched breath when you finally plant a big wet kiss on his heavy balls. You fondle them with your tongue and gulp them into your mouth which earns you a low rumbled groan. ‘Atta, just like that’. His hand flys up to tangle at the nape of your neck and you’re in pure bliss because nothing makes you happier than making Joel Miller happy.

Your tummy fizzies with excitement and greedy desire as you spoil yourself imagining all the cum he’s been saving for you filling up your mouth and running down your throat. Your pretty eyes roll back as your muffled whimpers vibrate inside your mouth.

You pull your swollen lips away with a pop and a breathy sigh, mouth and chin glistening with saliva.

Joel plugs the hole that is never satisfied with his thumb. You eagerly accept and suckle as you look into his eyes like butter wouldn’t melt.

“Christ, ya’ look cute as hell on your knees for me, baby.” He drawls.

You giggle around Joel’s thumb in between sucks replacing your satin soft lips with a toothy smile.

“Um, does daddy’s balls need emptying now?” You feign innocence, the vulgarity of your question a contradiction to the sickly sweet tone in which you asked it.

“Oh, definitely. They’re achin’ real bad, baby. Need a good drainin’ I think.” Joel chuckles and massages his balls with his free hand before pulling your mouth over to the head of his throbbing cock.

He just teases it against your tounge first, rubbing the leaking head around your lips like a lipstick before shoving your head down onto the thick shaft.

“Take it all, sweetheart,” Joel growls above you, his voice low and gravelly, frayed around the edges. His fingers grip the back of your head, pressing hard enough to keep you exactly where he wants you. You’ve gotten good at accommodating his impressive size, almost instantly the walls of your throat are expanding and your mouth is filling with saliva to ease the passage. Your scalp tingles where his nails scrape, but the sting is intoxicating.

Your lips stretch wide around him, the corners cracking from the sheer size. His cock is heavy on your tongue, the salty tang of his precum sliding down your throat as you swallow greedily. Every inch Joel pushes deeper makes your eyes sting with tears, blurring your vision, but you keep looking up at him, desperate for that rare flash of softness in his expression.

“Good job,” he mutters, the words like honey dripping off his tongue, thick and sweet into your ears. His thumb brushes against the corner of your wet mouth, smearing the drool that’s gathered there. “Look so pretty like this—my pretty little fucktoy.” The praise sends a tingle down your spine and straight to your throbbing cunt.

You know he likes it nice and sloppy so you make sure to gag and choke on it and make all the wet squelchy sounds as he skull fucks you.

The room fills with the wet, obscene sounds of your worship, saliva dripping down your chest, pooling between your tits, little bubbles gurgle and pop around Joel’s cock. Your body trembles as you take everything he gives you, nails diging into his thighs, desperate to steady yourself, but Joel doesn’t let up—doesn’t stop until you’re choking on him, until the tears stream down your cheeks and your throat clenches around his girth.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he groans, his voice hoarse, his rhythm faltering as he gets closer, his cock pulsing against your tongue. “Gonna fill you up, baby—gonna make sure you don’t forget who you belong to.”

You like when he treats your mouth like nothing more than his little fleshlight; a cum dump; an extraction device. Always so warm and welcoming, ready to take the large loads he releases into your mouth or on your pretty face.

And you preen up at him with bright joyful eyes every time.

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