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[slimybeth69]

Que Será, Será

Que será, será -Spanish phrase (que se·​rá, se·​rá) English translation: What will be, will be

No outbreak!Joel/reader (no descriptions but you have a backstory and are an adult virgin.)

Summary: It's almost twenty years after some weird outbreak almost happened but the CDC took care of that...

Now you're living in Austin, Texas as an adult.

What happens when you meet Joel Miller who hasn't been hardened and ruined by twenty years of murder and loss?

Rating: Explicit- (smut, dirty talk, DD/lg dynamics eventually, BDSM, )

Warnings: Drug use, dirty talk, sexually inexperienced oc, Daddy Dom Joel, darkish (more pervert)!Joel. Slow burn, eventual angst (so much). (So, this is cross posted from my ao3. It's a WIP and I haven't updated in a while, but I'm working on it. I hope you all like this first chapter.)

This is un-betaed, so...beware.

This is the worst fucking job you’ve ever had in your whole life. Why did you move here? To Austin, Texas? Really? You honestly don’t even know. You just needed to get away from your dad. Your mom passed so long ago from that heart attack that…it just was your dad at your childhood home you never go visit anymore. Your dad didn't even really bother you or call you, so you don't know why you felt the need to distance yourself from him by thousands of miles.

Samantha. She’s the reason you moved down here. To be close to your sister and your nephew. She was almost never around though! So what the fuck!! You’ve just been living in her fully finished basement while Samantha and her amazing husband travel the world– she was sad for whatever reason. Postpartum something. Sadness... it plagued her. So her husband Cody packed up whatever weird IT company he ran from home and gave you the keys to the house and said…

“Have fun. Place is yours for six months while I try and turn your sister back into a normal person. Don’t burn my house down.” -Cody.

Cody was great. The perfect husband for her. Your brother Paul lives in fucking Florida like an asshole. Never wants to get married. Lives on the beach all day. Like an asshole.

He is fun to drink with—

Holy fucking shit it’s that guy again!! Oh!! He’s so handsome. He’s old enough to be your dad…but who gives a shit. He’s so fucking hot. OOOHHHH my god. He’s gonna come through your line. The other one is open but he’s gonna wait?? Interesting.

You have all these thoughts as you’re cashing out the person in front of him. This person has so much shit and the handsome fucker behind him just has a caulk or something that comes in one of those pointy tubes. You don’t know anything about home improvement!! Not even one bit! You lied and said you did though on the application. They paid the best and didn’t make you wear a uniform. You could wear jeans and a t-shirt. You had a stupid fucking apron on though.

Like an asshole. 

Ohh he’s here. He’s right here and he’s smiling at you. 

“Hey, you having a good day today?” You try and spark up casual conversation as you scan the one item he has. He’s been in here so many times in the few weeks you started working here and you’ve said…maybe four words to each other. 

But he always comes through your line. This is the second time he’s been in today (through your line)– which isn’t uncommon, he’s probably a contractor. He looks like one-- dirty shirt and jeans. Steel toed boots. Contractors and builders and roofers or whatever come in here multiple times a day sometimes, so, you don’t think anything of that, but you do think about how he always chooses to wait in your line. 

“Was, until I had to come back here fer’ this.” He holds up the tube of what you see now is silicone whatever and he chuckles. “Spend more on gas than I do bullshit for the job.” He smirks and your knees go weak. He’s so cute. 

“Well…I didn’t mind seeing you again.” You attempt to flirt but you’re so bad at it…you think. You dunno. You don’t really date. Your first and only boyfriend put a bad taste in your mouth when he freaked the fuck out when you told him you changed your mind about sleeping with him. Almost fuckin’ hit you. But you kicked him in the chest and got the fuck out of his car before you had your pants on. Fuck Jackie Harris…cock sucker. 

“Wha– oh— rea—” He is stunned to stammering that you’ve said this to him. “Ya know who yer’ talkin’ to…right?” He looks over his shoulder like there might be someone behind him. You smirk and try another attempt at flirting.

“Well…not really. You havent’ told me your name.” You bat your eyelashes at him and bite your bottom lip. He’s blinking at you. 

“M-My name?” He stutters again and it makes you chuckle. You nod and look him up and down slowly, then bring your eyes back to his. He’s blushing. “S’Joel." He gives you a goofy smile and you’re blushing now and you don’t even know why. “Joel Miller. Yours?"

“If you give me your number, I’ll–” You start but you cannot finish.

Joel cannot get his phone out of his back pocket fast enough. He unlocks it and hands it to you. You type your name into the contact portion and then type in your number. You call yourself… so he can’t completely ignore you. Even though you’ll never text him first or ever if he never reaches out to you. You hand his phone back to him after you feel yours buzz in your jeans. 

“Perfect.” You smile and hand him the phone back. 

“You free later?” He raises his eyebrows and his tongue dances behind his teeth, his lips are slightly parted and, again, it makes your knees weak. 

“Sure am.” You whisper quietly. 

“Well expect a call from me then.” He winks at you and walks out the door. 

Shut the fuck up? Who even are you?? You never do stuff like that?? Jackie completely freaked you out about sex and so… you still hadn’t done it. UGH and he’s so much older than you so he’s obviously going to be experienced and he’s going to want that!!

It’s not like you hadn’t done… anything. You’ve had a couple fingers inside you… a tongue on you once… you didn’t feel much of anything so any time some else offered after that you always said no because…why bother? It wasn’t even that good. It’s not like you were saving yourself… not at all. You don’t give a shit about that… you just wanna find someone who isn’t so focused on just that? You’re not really sure. You think about it constantly and over analyze every man who does want to sleep with you until you no longer wanna sleep with him.

Maybe it’ll be different with Joel. 

When your shift ends and you get into Cody’s pick up truck he left for you to use while they were gone. You didn’t have a car, so you’re saving for one while you live in their basement…working in a hardware store. Ugh. Life hadn’t been…not nice to you. You worked for a company in Jersey for years until they went bankrupt and left you with no job. So, you needed a change. Couldn’t afford your apartment anymore. Dad was a dick, so you weren’t moving back home with him.

Joel does call you that night. You’re sitting on the couch watching nothing… not even really paying attention to what was on the TV. You were reading some crazy true crime blog that had you afraid to go to bed at night but this was what you did every night. His call scares you but you answer excitedly. 

“Hello?” You try and sound super casual. 

“Hey. Sorry, I would’a called ya earlier but work ran a lil late.” He apologizes but he shouldn’t be…he’s calling you. You tease him.

“Ooooohh. That sucks. The other guy I called 'cause you kept me waiting is gonna be here soon.” You let the sarcasm drip so he doesn’t think you’re serious. 

“Gimmie your address… I’ll meet him there. Scare him off.” He snickers into the phone. You have butterflies.

“Oh I bet you would. Mr. Scowls Constantly.” You tease him again. 

“You still asked for my number…sooooo, I must be doin’ somethin’ right.” Joel teases you back into the phone. “What’re you doin’? Can I come pick you up for a lil bit?” He asks with no teasing in his voice now. You’re literally in your comfies. You got no makeup on and your hair is up. 

“I look real gross?” You warn him in question so he has the option to back out. 

“Worse than you looked earlier?” Joel chuckles into the phone. 

“Nevermind. I’m going to bed—” You tease playfully into the phone.

“Nooo. C’mon. I got a joint rolled and we can just cruise for a while.” Joel sounds like he wants to see you. You smirk. You tell him the address. 

“How far away are you from here?” You ask, nervous now because he’s really going to come.

“Literally five minutes. I was jus’ workin’ on a house two streets over.” Joel laughs and you hear his turn signal in the background. “I’m on my way, cutie.” 

Then he hangs up! And he’s really coming to pick you up right now!! You grab the joint you were going to smoke before bed and put it between your lips as you slip on your sneakers. You give yourself one last look in the mirror…whine quietly because you really didn’t think he was going to call you.. Not tonight at least!! It was like nine o’clock! You came home, showered and just got to reading your blog. Had been doing that trying to pass the time and not look at your phone every two seconds seeing if you had somehow missed a call from him within that time. 

Now he’s coming to pick you up… to go cruise around… Oh my god. Okay. 

Your phone dings and it’s him texting you that he’s outside. 

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. 

You grab your keys and rush out the door. He has a big black pick up— bigger than Cody’s and honestly, you have trouble getting in. You jump up and set your joint next to his in the empty cup holder. 

“What’s that?” Joel points to it as you fasten your seatbelt. 

“My contribution?” You raise your eyebrow at him and he chuckles. 

“Your ass in my seat is contribution enough, pretty girl.” He growls at you and speeds off. "What were you doin'?" He asks as he pulls off your street. You smile over at him stupidly because he is so handsome. He still has the clothes on he was wearing earlier.

"Just readin' some scary shit that makes me nervous." You chuckle and he does too. He has one hand on the wheel and the other arm is resting on the large center console. 

"Why would ya go n' do that? Stupid." He flicks his head to look at you quickly before he turns to look at the road again.

"Don't I know it. Stay up all night reading scary stories just to be tired the next morning." You can't stop smiling at him.

"Need me to come spend the night? Keep you safe?" He jokes as he turns up the radio a little. You roll your eyes at him and enjoy the scenery for a while. You weren't close to the edge of town so you're on back roads in no time. He lights his joint and hands it to you once he gets out of town and on an open stretch of road with nothing around…. And now you’re a little nervous. What did you get yourself into… he’s a literal stranger.

“You’re not from ‘round here. I can tell by yer’ accent. New York?” He asks curiously. You shake your head as you hit the joint and hand it back to him. 

“Close. Jersey.” You smile and turn your body towards him slightly with your back pressed against the door. Joel looks at you and his eyes trace along the curves of your body. 

“S’cute…” He trails off like he has more to say. “How old are you?”

“Old enough.” You smirk. Joel groans. “What!? How old are you?” 

“I’m in my fifties. I’m an old man.” He smirks over at you. “You look like you could be my daughters age.” He rolls his eyes and the smirk leaves his face. 

“I’m about to be in my thirties.” You smirk at him and then laugh at his reaction when he groans louder. “Stooooooop.” You whine at him and place your hand on his forearm that he has resting on the center console.

When you do that the hair on your arm stands up and he gets goosebumps. You blink up at him but keep your hand on his arm. He smirks and takes the joint from you. He steers with his knee so he doesn’t have to move his arm from under your hand. You slowly start to run your fingertips along his scarred and suntanned skin. 

“Feels good.” Joel growls down to you from low in his throat. You flick your eyes up to him, off his arm, and you’re silenced by the look in his eyes. It makes your breath catch in your throat. “Yer’ real soft.” He whispers. 

“Thanks.” You sigh softly. It makes him smile– the same goofy smile from the store. It’s so cute, fuck. He’s so handsome. You do not even care if he’s as old as your dad. He is so fucking hot. Jesus. Okay. Composed. You’re not going to do anything stupid. 

As you think this, Joel pulls off the road into a little shallow ditch. He leans his seat back slightly and hits the joint again but it went out. He relights it, hits it and then hands it to you. 

“You like workin–”

“No.” You cut him off before he can finish while you’re hitting the joint. “Hate it, but they pay me good and don’t make me work late. So…I’ll stay for now.” You smirk at him. “I just moved down here from Jersey actually. Couple of months ago.” 

“Oh? Whachya runnin’ away from?” He flicks his eyebrows up once and smirks. You chuckle but… you were running away from being a failure. 

“Just wanted to be closer to my sister. She had a baby right before I came down here— as soon as I get here…her and her husband take off to some tropical island or some shit.” You roll your eyes.

“That’s their house?” Joel is still looking at you but you’re looking out of the front window. 

“Yeah. Not even my truck in the driveway.” You snort but you’re self-conscious. He’s a contractor and probably doing well for himself…this is a nice truck and he had a nice new phone when you typed your number into it earlier. 

“Shit. I struggled with money n’ stuff until I was well into my forties. Don’t let it discourage you. Least yer’ workin’.” Joel shrugs his shoulders and now you want him to kiss you but you’re not going to ask for that. You do start to lightly scratch the inside of his arm though and he twists it, offering more to you.

You won’t say no if he tries though. You hope he does. 

“Do you do… contracting…things for yourself or do you work for someone?” You don’t know the technical terms for it.

“I own my own company. Me n’ my brother. Business is good now so I could afford to hire on a couple guys recently. Been seein’ my daughter a whole bunch more. She’s almost in her thirties too. ‘Bout to get married. Real nice guy she’s got.” Joel is smiling. “So…I take a couple days off a week to drive to Fort Worth to see her.” 

“Awww..That’s so nice. I love that. My dad’s a piece of shit. So, you’re a cool dad for that.” You smile at him and he’s one thousand times more attractive to you. 

“Thanks. I doubt myself sometimes— not so much anymore. I did when she was a kid but she turned out real good.” Joel smiles back at you and moves his arm so it’s closer to you, more stretched out so you can scratch your nails along more of his skin now. You oblige him and he exhales through his nose softly. You smirk.

“Been a while since you been touched like this?” You tease. Joel narrows his eyes on yours. You blink. 

“Honestly… damn. Okay. So… can’t be mad at me… okay?”

“Oh god. You’re married aren’t you!?” You exclaim. You pull your hand away but he grabs for your wrist and gets you. He pulls your hand back towards him gently. You don’t fight him…very much. 

“I’m not married. Nope.” Joel rubs his fingers along the inside of your arm gently as you continue to lightly pull away– you’re not making any real attempt to get way. “Not even in a relationship.” He shakes his head no.

“But?” You twist your wrist in his hand softly but he just rakes his fingers up and down your arm gently and slowly. 

“I do have… a lady… who I see sometimes.” He groans. “She really isn’t anything you have to be worried about–”

“Who says I’m even jealous? I just didn’t wanna be a home wrecker.” You turn your head away from him but keep letting him touch your arm gently. 

“I never said you were jealous… I said worried. You said jealous..” Joel is smirking and you don’t even need to look at him to see it. You roll your eyes and turn your head towards him. He is smirking. “Don’t gotta be nothin’ though.” Joel slow blinks at you and his tongue darks across his bottom lip quickly. His fingers never stop moving. 

“Why’s that?” You ask quietly. The mood in the truck has changed drastically in two seconds. Like it did when you touched his arm for the first time..but now there is a weird and…not uncomfortable tension but it’s like there is electricity in the air— like you could be struck by lightning!! 

“‘Cause if you told me to stop seein’ her I would.” Joel grins again. 

“Why? You don’t even know me.” You whisper. 

“I wanna.” He whispers back to you. 

“Okay.” You sigh softly. 

“You gonna keep that seatbelt on all night or do you wanna get comfortable?” Joel whispers to you, pulling your hand up as the same time he leans down and his warm, wet lips come into contact with the skin on the inside of your wrist. You swallow hard when he does that but then he lets you hand go completely. He’s already taken his seat belt off. You’ve been sitting over in the passenger seat like safety Sue!! Looking stupid. 

“Sorry.” You whisper to him, your cheeks flushing red. 

“Don’t be sorry— sorry for what?” Joel raises one eyebrow at you and pulls a new joint from somewhere out of his door. A little hidden compartment. 

“I dunno.” You shrug your shoulders. “You just have a bunch of those ready at all times?” You tease as he lights this new joint. He nods silently as he inhales. 

“My brother grows it. Give’s me a good discount on it.” 

“That’s real fuckin’ nice. I get mine from some nineteen year old at my job. Overcharges me like I’m an idiot.” You grumble. Joel chuckles. 

“We’ve all been there, cuteness.” He hands it to you and leans back in his seat again. 

“You could have smoked mine— I really don’t mind.” You point to your joint, still in the glove compartment. 

“Respectfully… I’ll never smoke yer’ weed.” Joel curls one arm and puts it behind the back of his head to rest on. His head is turned to look at you. You are kind of offended by this. 

“It’s good shit! I don’t smoke–”

“Could be the best weed I’ve ever seen…” Joel narrows his eyes on you again. “I’ll never take anything from you… only give.” He rumbles. In between your legs twinges when he says that. 

“Oh..” You sigh softly. 

“I like to give.” Joel whispers quietly. “That okay with you?” 

“Yeah…” You sigh again quietly and Joel’s eyes soften immensely and he reaches for the joint as you hand it to him. He slowly rubs the pads of his index and middle finger along the backs of those same two fingers on your hand as he plucks the joint from you.

What!? What was that!? Such a small, simple touch and now you’re pussy is leaking!? Are you serious!? Get out of here right now. You’re going to do something so stupid if you don’t. 

“Yer’ fuckin’ cute.” Joel shakes his head after the two of you stare each other for a moment. 

“So are you. Fuck. So handsome.” You groan and close your eyes so you don’t have to look at him anymore. 

“Stop it.” Joel laughs softly. “Jus’ an old man.” 

“I like it.” You say immediately. He barely gets the word man out before you’re responding to him. Joel’s eyes scan across your face slowly as you gaze at him. He’s hard to read but…fuck…he is so hot. 

“Good.” He stays on his side of the truck and you’re starting to wonder what you’re gonna have to do to get him to roll over here on top of you. You desperately want him. Need him maybe. “Why’re you starin’ at me like that?” He smirks as he hits the joint. His eyes avoid yours. 

“You know.” You say this two octaves deeper than you would normally talk and now you’re narrowing your eyes on him. He doesn’t hesitate. He taps the joint out in his little car ashtray and is crawling over the console to get to you.

He does everything. He flips the lever up that drops your seat back, he’s on top of you, his knees on either side of your hips, and his hands on your waist so gently. 

“You want me to kiss you?” He whispers softly, double checking that this is really okay. You nod up to him, unable to speak because you might lose your virginity tonight. You’d give it to him. Holy shit. He doesn’t waste another second. His lips crash into yours and both of you open your mouth to let the other in. They are deep, messy kisses right from the beginning. Desperate. 

“Fuck.” You sigh as he pulls away for just a second to adjust his knees in the narrow seat. You’d probably fit better up there but…his weight on top of you just feels so fucking good. Everything about it. He smirks before his lips are back on yours. His tongue is so soft and warm and he tastes like weed and mint gum. Smells a little like lumber and sweat. You reach up and run your fingers through his shaggy hair from the back and get a good grip of it in your hands, pulling him tighter into the kiss. 

Joel groans loudly, one of his strong, rough, calloused hands slips under your shirt and slides across your stomach softly. You whimper quietly as his hand cups your breast over your thin athletic bra. He squeezes softly and he thumbs across your nipple and it stiffens for him at once. He pulls away and gasps for air. His lips are slick with a mixture of both of your saliva.

“I’ve wanted to do that the first day I saw you.” Joel admits sheepishly, his hand still cupping you under your shirt. You still have his hair in your hands. 

“You should have talked to me sooner.” You whisper up to him and pull him back into kissing. He moans softly as you eagerly push your tongue into his mouth and swirl it around his. He squeezes your soft mound again but this time with more force. He pulls way, forces you to let him pull away now and you whine in protest because you just want him to keep kissing you. 

“Hey..” He pants softly. “I just gotta warn you that I like it… a little rough… I like to talk real dirty.” He leans down and kisses you again, this time his hips push down into yours and he rocks his back and forth across you. “Fuck.” He groans into your mouth. 

You are sure that you’re soaked through your jeans. There is no way you’re not. 

“S’fine.” You pant back up to him and try to tug him back down to you but he doesn’t let you. You whine again and make him laugh. 

“I’m jus’ lettin’ ya know ‘cause I don’t wanna hurt yer’ feelin’s. I don’t… really think that shit.” He whispers, kissing at your bottom lip once between words. “Jus’ like bein’ kinda mean n’ naughty.” He sighs as he sinks back against your lips. Your hips push back up against his in agreement to whatever he said. You don’t care how he speaks to you. No one has ever really spoken to you during whatever you’ve done. 

“Let’s hear it.” You break the kiss long enough to say that before you’re attached to him again. He moans softly and grips your breast harder now and thumbs at your hard peak with force. 

“Yeah?” He makes sure, gives you a chance to back out of this if you don’t want to. 

“Do it.” You breath out against his mouth softly and now you’re so glad you brushed your teeth in the shower. 

“The naughty lil slut wants me to talk real dirty to her?” Joel says in barely a whisper into your mouth. Your whole body reacts to this and you push your hips into his and your fingers tighten in his hair. “Oh slutty lil girl wants this old man to talk dirty.” He grins and kisses you again. His hips dig into yours. He lets out a low groan when he does that. “Fuck.” 

Joel climbs off of you and back into the drivers seat. You’re alarmed to say the least. 

“What? What did I do?” You’re so stunned and are almost crawling into his lap. He stops you with an apologetic face. 

“S’just… a lot. Gotta slow down.” Joel swallows hard and leans in and kisses you again. You both linger but when you open your mouth he pulls away again. “If we keep doin’ that… I’m gonna wanna do more.” He chuckles nervously. 

“Like what?” You bat your eyelashes at him. He closes his eyes softly and sighs before he opens them to look at you. 

“Whatever you let me do is fine. I’d just watch.” He whispers. You pinch your brows together.

“Watch?” You’re so confused.

“Yeah… just watch you…” Joel trails off.

“Do you just wanna come back to my place?” You ask quietly. Joel puts on hand on the steering wheel and then rests his forehead on the back of his hand. 

“So fuckin’ bad… Jesus Christ.” He groans softly. “I just… I dunno. Don’t want you thinkin’ that’s the kinda guy I am… I just had sex with that lady last night.. Would feel weird doin’ it with you so close together.” 

“Oh.” You feel a little gross now, honestly. 

“We don’t kiss like that.” Joel must sense how that made you feel. “I’d do a lot of things with you I wouldn’t do with her…” Joel is scanning your body again with his eyes. 

“Like what?” You don’t care what he does to you.. You’re not sleeping with him tonight… not after that omission but…he could do other things to you. He could stick the handle of a hammer into you and you don’t think you’d care. 

“You want me to be real nice ‘bout it or real naughty?” Joel growls softly. 

“Naughty.” You whisper to him. He grins and nods to your sweats.

“Put your hand in there and touch while I tell you what I’d do to you…what I am gonna do to you…soon.” He is still growling and speaking quietly. You hesitate for a moment but then slide your hand under the waistband. Joel sighs softly. 

“Okay..” Your fingers find what is desperately buzzing and leaking between your legs. 

“First… I’d– well.. Where are we? Here or in a bed?” Joel looks down at your face instead of where your hand just disappeared to. 

“Here.” You smirk up at him as your fingers slip into the wetness.

“Well, first I’d crawl right over on top of you again like I was..” Joel sits his seat up a little so he can relax but still see your hand. “Do you care… if.. I, um…”

“I want you to,” You know he’s hard. You felt it pressed against the outside of your cunt when he ground into you earlier. You don’t even look as you hear his zipper. You want to look so bad but you don’t wanna seem too desperate. You do wanna see it so badly though. It felt big. Bigger than you’ve ever touched you think. 

“So I’d be on top of you ‘cause that’s what the lil girl wants, right? Is for me to be on top of you?” He sighs softly as he speaks and you wanna know what’s making him sigh but you won’t look. Not until he asks you. Your fingers rub against your clit slowly and almost barely because if you touch it with more than a feathers touch and faster than a snail you’ll come while he’s talking to you. 

“Yeah. I do want that. Really bad.” You moan quietly as you graze your spot a little too hard. 

“Jesus fuck.” Joel sighs again. “Yer’ so fuckin’ sexy. Yer’ voice…” Joel’s voice is… different. You’re so fucking curious to know what he’s doing. You know, you do. You can hear his skin slapping together. You hear him spit now and wonder what the fuck he just spit on but then Joel moans, a real moan with verbrato to it. That makes your fingers flinch and they press down hard against your bundle. 

“Fuuh-ck.” You moan softly, trying to bite it back a little but this makes him moan again. 

“Lemme hear you sing, little bird. C’mon. Sing for me. I know you can.” He moans to you softly. “Push them fingers inside that tight lil hole fer’ me.” He coos down to you deeply. You do, you push them into your cunt and curl your fingers against your spot.

“Oh fuck. Oh my fuck– Jesus.” You do moan, loudly. 

“Push your shirt up, lemme see them fuckin’ tits, baby.” Joel sounds desperate to see you. You give him a show. You push your shirt and bra up to your neck and tug at one of your nipples softly as your fingers go back to working circles around your clit. 

“Oh m– Joel.” You moan his name and the sound he makes in response is lascivious. It comes from deep within his chest. You do it again. “Oh, fuck. Joel, touch me… touch me here.” You run your fingers along the mound and hardened peak closest to him. 

Joel lets out the most filthy sound you’ve ever come out of a man. His fingers are on your sensitive nub and he’s twisting and tugging like you are on the other side but he’s rough. He pinches and pulls. It pulls a disgusting moan from your throat and you arch your back as your fingers work faster and in tighter circles. 

“Look. I want you to see it. Please.” Joel is practically begging through his own moans as he leaves your nipple and now just gropes the whole fleshy mound in his rough hand. 

You open your eyes finally and look at what he wants you to see. It’s big…bigger than you were anticipating. The biggest you’ve ever seen in person. He could easily fit both of his hands on it if he wanted. There wouldn’t be much left over but both fists could fit on that thing. It’s an angry red, the tip is almost purple and he is leaking precum. 

“I wanna c-come with you.” Joel is staring down at you, his eyes moving between where your hand is hidden and your chest and your face. You flick your eyes between his face and his beautiful dick. Fuck, it’s perfect. 

“M’gonna.” You whine loudly as your body stiffens. Joel groans as you moan loudly. The stiffness from you leaves when you hear him moaning and his jagged breathing. Its’ bliss filling your body. 

“Such a g-g-good girl.” Joel stutters through his orgasm as yours rips through you. You are not quiet about it. 

“Fuck. Joel. Oh my god. It’s so fucking good. Fuck.” You whimper as your hips rock up into your own hand. This is the most powerful and intense orgasm of your life. You’ve never felt this good. 

“Yeah, pretty lil slut. You come so fuckin’ good.” He is just panting now as you ebb off your own orgasm. Joel still has his hand on your breast. You don’t care. 

“Wow.” You sigh softly. 

“Fuckin’ say that again. Made a mess.” Joel chuckles. You pull your hand from your pants. Joel reaches for your wrist. “C’mere.” He growls softly and the next thing you know he’s sucking your fingers into his mouth. He groans against them quietly as his tongue slides all across your digits. You’re in awe when he pulls way. He wipes his mouth with his thumb and forefinger. “What?” He looks at you nervously as you gawk at him. 

“Do you… like the taste–”

“Of you? Fuck yeah.” Joel nods and then clears his throat. “I don’t go down on everyone…but I would on you. I’d do it for fuckin’ hours if I could get you to make sounds like that.” Joel is leaning back against his seat. His cock his still in his hand but it’s soft now. He did make a mess all over his shirt. You reach over and with one finger run the tip of it along his still messy and leaking seam. You collect the remnants as he sighs quietly, watching your every movement. “Taste it.” He whispers to you. 

You suck your finger into your mouth as he watches but he has to look away quickly. He puts his cock back in his jeans and you frown. 

“Yer’ too fuckin’ cute n’ sexy. Gonna get me hard again.” Joel smirks. You blush and wipe your fingers on your sweats and sigh loudly. 

“You’re really fucking handsome n’ sexy too.” You sigh again because that was just so incredible. Joel is just smiling down at you, leaning his elbow on the center console. 

“So… is this what you wanted my number fer’ or… would you let me take you out to dinner sometime?” Joel flicks his eyebrows up. You blush harder and let your set incline so you’re not laying down flat anymore. 

“I would go to dinner with you.” You smirk at him and now he’s blushing. 

“You work tomorrow night?” He asks softly. 

“I never work past five.” You smile and take his hand when he reaches for you. He rubs the backs of your fingers with his. 

“I’m not gonna see that lady again… just so you know.” He says it like he’s nervous.

“Okay.” You don’t really know what else to say. 

“Just lettin’ ya know…so that you don’t think I’m tryin’ to be funny with you or anything.” Joel’s eyes are glued to your hand and he’s still just touching. 

“Okay.” You’re still at a loss. 

“Do… you sleep with anyone else?”

“I’ve never slept with anyone.” You blurt out mindlessly through a chuckle like it’s funny. You die inside. You cover your eyes with your free hand and wait for him to drop the hand he’s holding but he doesn’t.

“Wh– are you ser— no. You’re fuckin’ with me.” Joel doesn’t believe you. Perfect.

“Gotchya.” You smirk and point at him with the hand you had over your eyes. Joel laughs and shakes his head. 

“Had me there fer’ a second… but seriously… yer’ not sleepin’--”

“No. I haven’t been with anyone since I moved to Austin.” You nod at him because it’s true. You weren’t with anyone before that either. 

“Alright. Just like bein’ safe is all.” Joel shrugs his shoulders. 

“I like that you’re talkin’ to me about it. Shows me your respectable… or don’t wanna give your wife another STD.” You wink at him and Joel rolls his eyes.

“Oh shuddup.” He pulls your hand to his mouth and kisses the back of your fingers. “Not married. Divorced almost thirty years.” He whispers.

“Damn… you a bad husband?” You tease. He nods silently and flicks his tongue against your fingers gently.

“The fuckin’ worst.” 

thanks to @saradika-graphics for the dividers.

[the-huxler]

redesign of my zadr fankid - Kim, i made her in 2016, and uugh decided to see how i would design her now. so here she is

old arts and info under the cut

i think when i first made she was supposed to be more like very sweet but introverted (not in a shy way but more like she just not interested in socializing) with her main hobbies being video games and parkour (which is like....so random....i think i just was into roofers videos back then, so i decided what she would be a roofer as well idk).

but in 2018 (i think?? hard to say at this point) i changed her personality to be more extroverted, bubbly and silly - and she became robot inventor. like she would be rlly good at robotics and being completely stupid in everything else.

she also loves waffles and bears. she had a brother but it wasn't my oc so he is not here. and when it comes to her relationships with zim and dib... well... i don't remember 👍🏼 i know she was closer to her bro than their parents tho. and she most likely hang out with gir a lot.

[angryducktimemachine]

Tell me fun facts about maurice :)

6) If your OC is in a fantasy setting, what profession would they be in the modern day?

8) What hobbies does your OC have? What do they do to unwind?

22) Fight or Flight? Are they a lover or a fighter?

6) I think he'd do something in the trades! Maybe a carpenter or roofer!

8) After his adventure he spends a lot of time watching various kids and playing with them, which he really enjoys I think. If he does spend some time alone I think he should get into building little boats or ships, maybe whittling?

22) Neither, he literally almost didn't make it out of his first session because instead of fighting of flighting he froze and hid under a table as the train rushed towards its doom- he's certainly not a fighter but I also wouldn't call him a lover either.

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[fusemelt]

PART 2: ADDITIONAL WEAPON IDEAS / PERSONALITY PT2

I kind of intended him to be a jack-of-all-trades sort of guy, having a decent amount of knowledge in all sorts of trade jobs such as electrics, plumbing, construction, and even decorating, to an extent

Some other ideas i had for (mainly melee) weapons would be:

A crowbar, which has an added buff of being able to scale walls quicker

a literal plank of wood / steel bar

a drill, most likely a large SDS drill like this:

which could buff the health of installations at the cost of not being able to move them. Perhaps even giving buffs to the Engineer's sentries/teleporters?

BACKSTORY

Tradesman grew up as the youngest child in a very trade-oriented family, his mother being an electrician, his dad being a builder, and his two older brothers being a plumber and a roofer. Because of this, he ended up helping his family out a lot, and picked up a lot of different skills as a result.

A lot of people seem to have the prejudice that since he does more labour oriented jobs like building, that he isnt actually very smart, but in reality he's really smart, resourceful, and learns stuff really quickly, and managed to learn so much at just 21 years old. gifted kid ass behaviour

He ended up moving to the USA as part of a large construction company, which ended up being a front for a crime family, which is where Tradesman had to learn to be quick-thinking and somewhat ruthless, but luckily he never got into too much trouble, not with any opposition nor law enforcement. The company ended up being raided and shut down by cops a couple years later, which is where Tradesman found himself doing private jobs, and even had himself a van and a business. and then he met Mann. Co and we all know what happened next

PERSONALITY PART 2

As i mentioned earlier he owns a van, which while he keeps it in good condition, is constantly full of scrap wire, clutter, and so on. The passenger seat is practically invisible from all the stuff he's piled on it.

Later into his job as a mercenary he took advantage of the good pay and got himself a nice pickup truck for personal driving, which is actually somewhat clean surprisingly

In his spare time, he enjoys doing hobbies like model making, sculpting, pottery, woodcarving, anything thats hands-on or creative. (I had an idea that this would be the way he first became good friends with Sniper, bonding over woodcarving)

His music taste is well... narrow. Listens to UK Drill/Rap and that's about it.

as for his cooking skill.. it's okay... he can cook up some absolutely heavenly mashed potatoes, but he mainly sticks to easy recipes, and in his spare time (if he actually eats something proper instead of a snickers bar and a can of Bonk! stolen from Scout) he mainly sticks with stuff like cans of soup or dare i say beans on toast. or the most agonizingly dry and pitiful ham and cheese sandwiches which give Heavy a brain aneurysm to look at.

In terms of alcohol, he's not crazy about it but will definitely crack open a beer, relax on the common room sofa, and put on a Premier League game to watch. (still arguing with friends over what team he supports, in my opinion he's giving 'obnoxious Spurs fan who won't shut up about it' actually if you guys wanna suggest ideas on what teams he supports PLEASE go ahead)

Nicknames for Tradesman: Tradie, Sparky, Specs, Brexit Geezer

sorry for the long ramble if you made it this far THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! love and hugs and well timed random crits forever because you're awesome!!! this is my first time fleshing out a TF2 OC and i would be actually so happy if someone wanted to talk to me about Tradie/Tradesman

what better way to kick off this account with a tf2 10th class OC?

Meet the Tradesman / Tradie

A trade worker who did occasional jobs for Mann.co, installing lights, building extensions, and other things, who inadvertently got brought into the fight after a surprise attack on the RED base by BLU, while he was working on installing a new toilet. Mark Crestfield, in the base alone at that time, ended up trapping 4 of the assailants in the unfinished bathroom, duct-taping the door shut, and turning up the water pressure, leading to the pipes breaking and drowning everyone inside.

After this, he ended up being offered(coerced into) a job as a mercenary by Administrator, and he took it and became the Tradesman, installing all sorts of different offensive/defensive gadgets and devices such as sprinklers to render enemy Pyros useless, proximity alarms, and blast doors.

His main weapon is a nailgun, which deals quite a lot of continous bleed damage yet negligible base damage.

His secondary weapon is the Toolbag, which operates similar to Engineer's Construction/Destruction PDA, and allows him to quickly construct and store different installations.

His melee weapon is a massive Spirit Level, with a slow fire rate but can stack pretty good damage, and can be wedged between corridors and openings.

In terms of Tradesman as a person:

He's definitely from the UK (i was thinking either England or Scotland, not sure) as i slightly modeled him after the generic chav or roadman, mainly in hairstyle. He's not introverted or shy, but he isn't boisterious or energetic like Scout. He's mainly quite laid-back, gets along decently with everyone, and rarely gets into arguments, although will see his point until the END if he does get into one. prefers more relaxed hobbies and while doesn't mind sport, doesnt usually play any. probably decent at football (as in, football football, not american football) as a defender/goalie

Mainly gets along with Engineer, who acts as a sort of mentor to him, teaching him useful skills. They often spend a lot of time in his workshop, happily helping Engineer with whatever insane project he's up to. Also gets along well with Sniper, and spends a lot of time doing things such as trying out his sniper rifle, looking at whatever creatures Sniper manages to find out in the badlands, and more.

Gets on ...alright with Scout, they sometimes game together but the only thing they really have in common is a horrendous diet consisting of energy drinks, gas station snacks, and cheap candy.

The only one that can actually understand what Demo says when he's drunk and rambling in a heavy Scottish accent, mainly due to their shared heritage.

"Gang i swear i'm straight, straight as a ruler. Straight".

LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER

He's the sort of guy to go "no homo" and kiss his homies goodnight. Definitely has some internalised homophobia he needs to work out, because hes definitely into men.

part 2 with additional weapons coming soon?

[leftsidebonfire]

Ya know I just realized that Part 2 is the only part that only part that I have only one OC for 👀

Phantom Blood has 4

Battle Tendency has 1

Stardust Crusaders has 4

Diamond is Unbreakable has 2

Golden Wind has none so far but Eleni does go from Morioh to Italy for @la-rosa-bianca

So like..... I feel like making another OC but I gave both Joseph AND Caesar to Jocasta and it feels weird to split them up. And feels strange to make another OC after I've already established the CaeJoCasta lore so well... hmmm...

[ao3feed-tododeku]

Built-Up

Built-Up by bentobox

There was, of course, whispering about how parliament never should have passed that damn new law about civilian workplace quirk use because it was giving work to those upstart Urarakas, but the talk died down soon. Everyone got a piece of the pie when folks with strength quirks started joining the trades. The electrician unions were ecstatic about the sudden influx of people capable of handling high, live voltage work. The roofers welcomed floaters and fliers of all kinds.

Or: I walk you through a good part of the construction process and maybe sprinkle in some romance.

Words: 1118, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Iida Tensei | Ingenium, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto

Relationships: Iida Tenya/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya/Midorya Izuku (one-sided past), Uraraka Ochako/Original Characters (past)

Additional Tags: Lots of background OCs - Freeform, Civilian AU, we allow quirks in the civilian workplace now, Construction, uraraka the badass superintendent, actually she's an apprentice but w/e, uraraka construction company, safe work practices, we stan OSHA in this house, discussions of ADA and the built environment, lots and lots of construction jargon, I'm sorry about that I study buildings, no beta we die like men, sorry about that one too, more ships to be added as we go I just haven't decided who will pop up

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[pitofghosts]

Some very old OCs (like, the youngest being six years and the oldest being eight!) that I might resurrect for a story about some early thirty-somethings in a small town (or a small rural city) who accidentally stumbled across something... strange... in their teens. They went off in different directions as adults, but as the ramifications of what they discovered begin to come to fruition, they find themselves pulled back together.

Ryder Silva is an app developer and runs a start-up. It isn’t like he has much to lose - you can’t tell from looking at him, but his family is pretty wealthy! He has condos in Miami, New York, Victoria, Toronto, Montreal, and Rio de Janeiro. The only reason he went to a public high school was because his parents didn’t want him to only socialize with other rich kids. He’s recently gotten out of a longterm relationship after he had a brief mental health spiral that was triggered by him realizing something weird had happened to him: He was able to make predictions about the near future that were 100% accurate.

Arthur Fabian works at the local GameStop, and has for the past ten years. He has a lot of opinions on tech, and has been trying to build his own PC for the past five years to little avail. He plays guitar, and although he’d like to play on stage, he’s been a wreck since his mother passed away and the anxiety it left him with left him unable to play in front of a crowd. He helps out as a guitar tech at a local venue from time to time. He’s an alcoholic, and used to mess around with other drugs until he forced himself to stop. Although he’s not stranger to strange events—his life is 90% weird events—even he has to admit that he has no explanation for how he was about to get punched in a bar one second, and then was in his apartment’s bathroom the next.

Elsie Dougall is a makeup artist who has been running a successful business in London, Ontario. She mostly does make up for weddings, but she experiments with special effects on her Instagram. She was wild in her youth, but during the second year of her post-secondary program she settled down. She tends to have short and intense relationships that leave both her and the other person a wreck after. In her last relationship, she considered getting married after only two months. After talking that out with her twin brother, Alastair, he convinced her not to and got her to come stay with him. During this time she’s been trying out the new hobbies of doll repainting and kungfu, and she’s really loving both! Just as her life was starting to turn around, she woke up one morning and found that instead of having to contour her face to make it look how she wanted, all she had to do was think about how she wanted to look, and her body would change accordingly.

Alastair Dougall has always been quiet. He went from the angry sort of quiet he was as a teen to the sweet sort of quiet he is now. He lives in his hometown and works as an English teacher at the local high school. His life is calm, and boring, but that’s just the way he likes it. He’s invited his sister to stay with him, but it’s as much for her as it is for him. He’s been slipping into depression, and having someone there to keep him on a schedule is nice. He was out buying himself a pack of smokes (he knows he needs to quit) when someone jumps in. Alastair only meant to get the guy off him, but as soon as he touches him, he watches the life drain from his body. Panicked, he runs home.

Roderich Cremo had a rough childhood and an even rougher teenhood, and everyone quietly expected him to have an equally rough adulthood. It did seem that way at first—he has a couple of DUI’s to his name—but after working as a roofer and construction worker for two years, he decided to apply to a year-round campground up north to work as a camp counselor. He loves his work there, and the staff and kids loved him, too. He met someone while working there who told him about to work as a farmhand overseas. He’s out working late one night on a farm in rural Serbia burning cardboard that’s been taking up space when he realizes he didn’t use a lighter or matches to set them ablaze. He used his hands.

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[tartypatoos]

Hey umm psa , cartoons can be very important for coping , let me set the stage ; I was abused as a child , I was an alcoholic at the age of nine to ten due to bullying and family issues . my father was an alcoholic and highly abusive . I've had to rip him off my siblings because he wouldn't stop hitting them before . I've been chased through the house with a knife , I've been slammed against walls and doors . had my mouth covered so I couldn't scream for help . he left our family december eighth of last year . I never mourned or cried over him leaving , although I blamed myself . Instead I fell into musicals and TMNT . It helped me wake up on days the fight seemed to be too hard . I took in ninjutsu as a coping thing and especially my writing with others in the community . They talked me out of suicide and self harm many times , they've helped me come to terms with my identity and even voice chatted me when I was crying and mid panic attack , and in some cases when I was just lonely . Tonight I had a dream , I actually woke up in tears after a dream I had tonight , my family was together , my mom was actually a friend's oc and my dad was splinter , we actually lived like a normal human family , for some reason he was a roofer ? But I digress . Something happened while he was working and he got an injury, one of his work mates called us and left a message they were gonna pull the plug and the whole family was just trying to get there , I woke up in tears and it sunk in . I wasn't crying over my father , I was crying over splinter . The only real father figure I'd ever had . And something about that made me smile , because although he wasn't here ' with me ' . . . He was the one father no one could ever take away from me , the one father who'd never hurt me or my siblings , and the one father I could always trust .

So when someone uses a cartoon , movie show or fandom to cope , you may not see it but chances are they need it and it can heal them . There is no cookie-cutter way to cope . Even if you don't like what someone uses or if you think it's cringy , don't stop them because chances are they need whatever it is more than you think .

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Built-Up

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/34sL4As

by bentobox

There was, of course, whispering about how parliament never should have passed that damn new law about civilian workplace quirk use because it was giving work to those upstart Urarakas, but the talk died down soon. Everyone got a piece of the pie when folks with strength quirks started joining the trades. The electrician unions were ecstatic about the sudden influx of people capable of handling high, live voltage work. The roofers welcomed floaters and fliers of all kinds.

Or: I walk you through a good part of the construction process and maybe sprinkle in some romance.

Words: 4265, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Iida Tensei | Ingenium, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto

Relationships: Iida Tenya/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya/Midorya Izuku (one-sided past), Uraraka Ochako/Original Characters (past)

Additional Tags: Lots of background OCs - Freeform, we allow quirks in the civilian workplace now, Construction, uraraka construction company, safe work practices, we stan OSHA in this house, lots and lots of construction jargon, I'm sorry about that I study buildings, no beta we die like men, More ships to be added, Construction worker Uraraka, most everyone else in 1-A is a hero though, feat. uraraka's celebrity crush on tsuyu

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