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cowboychickenlittle · 1 year ago

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AAHHHHHHHHHJSKSNS I'VE BEEN DYING FOR SOME NEW HBO TOMMY CONTENT SO THANK YOU 😭🫶🏽

she always basked in this side of him that no one else got to see. This softness and love that was reserved for her, reserved for this room. Tommy loved it too, he loved being able to be himself after shutting it off for so long. All he could do now was sleep in her arms and prepare himself to put his walls back up again when he left her apartment tomorrow. Preparing to do it all again the next day. But the thought of being able to crawl back into her arms at the end of every day made his lips turn up into a soft, content smile as he drifted off to sleep.

This was was SO GOOD 😩 I love the way you write Tommy (especially QZ!Tommy since I love seeing him in a different light 🥹) Patiently waiting for more of your fics 🫶🏽

This was SO GOOD!! 😩 I love the way you write Tommy (especially QZ!Tommy since I love seeing him in a different light 🥹)

I’ve become awful at naming my writing so this just doesn’t have a title lol.

Idk if i like this im a lil rusty. Some more QZ!tommy because I kinda love him. I went overboard. In my head this was kinda the same characters/universe as this. So this is like, pre candles lmao. But if you don’t like that, this can just be a random stand alone thing lol. I also have some fluff ideas in my head that i just need to convince myself to write hehe. Hope u like <3

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: 18+ smut, not proofread as usual. No plot tbh, just some impractical kitchen table sex lmao. Tommy being soft at the beginning and the end but not during the smut 🤪

Fuck, don’t get emotional Tommy. This isn’t like you. He had found himself talking to himself like that more often recently. He never thought of himself as the type to catch feelings. Recently he had found himself addressing his own insecurities, ones he’d pushed as far down as possible years ago. Being afraid, being unfamiliar, getting emotional. He shook his head as he unlocked the door to his dreary apartment. This is what stood for an apartment these days, a small room with a kitchen and a bathroom. He was grateful, of course. He was alive and safe. Well, kind of safe. But the first thing on his mind every morning was how depressing this life was. He tried not to think about the before, but it's hard when this is the after. He often finds himself being nostalgic. His feelings and circumstances echoing in his head like water dripping from a roof. He needed a drink, something to make the dripping stop.

He turned to stare at his closed front door, she was just across the hall. He wanted to walk over there so badly. That’s nothing new, his longing. She is new, their relationship. But the longing he feels for her has always been there since they met. The dull and drab QZ streets lit up when their eyes met and he found himself addicted to her light. He promised himself he’d leave her alone today, he doesn’t know why he promised himself that. She is always happy to see him but his own insecurities are eating him up.

In her own way, she is expecting him. She’s across the hall also staring at her front door. Waiting for a knock, praying that it’s him. Tommy has a heavy heart, a lot of baggage, and she knows it. She hates to admit that she likes coddling him. She likes comforting him, she likes that he needs her. She needed him too. He protects her - running around the QZ with a Miller brother can bring attention to you. Sometimes not great attention. The QZ is difficult, and she feels safest when Tommy strolls into her apartment at the end of the day and kisses her. The outside world and the QZ disappear and it’s just them, when all they need is each other.

Just as she stands to cross the room and head to his apartment, a knock at the door stops her. She usually doesn’t go to his apartment, he prefers to come here - incase someone unsavory showed up. She paused, what if it wasn’t him? Tommy smiled for the first time today on the other side of the door when he watched her do her usual routine. As always, he hears the locks click and sees her peek through the gap the door allows as she keeps the chain on. She’s cautious and he loves that about her. Her eyes mirror his and light up as she sees him, the door closes again momentarily and he hears the chain drop before she appears again.

“Hey!” She smiles up at him and he pushes the thoughts that flood his mind away. What did he do to deserve someone smiling at him like that? He hadn’t really opened up to her about his journey to Boston, and he didn’t plan on it any time soon. But all of that left his mind when he was here, walking through her front door was the best part of his day.

“Hi.” He says - He doesn’t quite match her energy and he knows she’s noticed it. She always does. She knows him so well and he's still deciding if he likes it or not. When they first met, he always thought she was a person who wore rose coloured glasses, always seeing things so positively. Tommy took off his rose coloured glasses a long time ago, revealing the negative aspects of his life. Now, it’s all he sees. He soon realized that she encouraged him to start viewing things through a positive lens, and now he can’t stay away.

“Rough day?” Her sweet voice distracts him.

“Something like that.” He knows that if he doesn’t give her a full answer, she won’t pry. Before she can say anything else, Tommy’s lips press to hers in a deep, hungry kiss.

“You’re tense.” She mumbled against his mouth. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing new.” He forced a smile, his tense jaw muscles relaxing as her hands came up to cup his cheeks. She hummed, not believing him. She pulled him down to kiss her again, feeling the way his hands on her waist pulled her closer, held her tighter.

“You could talk to me, you know.” She pulled away again, much to his dismay. “You could tell me what’s going on in your silly mind.”

“Silly?” He laughed with her for a moment. “Seriously, nothings wrong. I just want you,” He said quietly, moving his hands to her back. Her eyes softened at his words and her hands moved to his shoulders, slipping his jacket off of his shoulders. He maneuvered his arms to help her slip it off, but his hands immediately took back their rightful place on her hips. Squeezing a little as he said, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

A classic line, but it always affected her. He watched her as her eyes drifted downwards - watched the way her eyes traced the bruises on his collar bones, bruises she had previously left. She knew what he was doing, trying to distract her from the questions she’d asked. Unfortunately for her and fortunately for him it always worked.

“Yeah?” She asked, pulling him down to her mouth again. His tongue slid into her mouth before she had the chance to react. He pulled her tightly to him and her response was just as eager, lips moving with his to make the kiss even more intense - her arms tight around his neck. They both needed this, they both needed each other. Tommy groaned into her mouth, his hips pushing forward against hers- backing her up against the table behind her. She could already feel his cock stirring in his jeans. Tommy hummed softly as his hand came up to cup one of her breasts, his thumb pressing over her nipple. She sighed as a flood of heat rushed straight to her core.

“Tommy,” She whimpered, leaning into his touch. Fuck, he loved that sound. He pulled away from her just enough to grab a hold of her wrists, holding both of them in one hand. He knew she loved it when he did stuff like that, reminding her of how strong and capable he was. The whimper that left her lips boosted his ego and he smirked down at her. Keeping a tight hold on her wrists, he gently bent her backwards onto the creaky kitchen table. She took advantage of the position they were in,Tommy leaning over her like this, and she threw her legs around his waist, trapping him against her.

“Are you gonna keep asking me what's wrong?” He teased, a grin on his lips as he looked down at her.

“No.” She breathed, biting her lip as she looked so lovingly up at him.

“Good girl,” He smiled, eyes on her chest - watching it rise and fall.

“Now come here.” He mumbled, leaning down to kiss her. He let go of her wrists and she fisted her hands in his shirt, tugging him forward as their lips met. His hand traveled up her body, grazing her chest again and locking gently around her throat.

“I’ve been looking forward to this all day, baby.” He said. He squeezed his hand a bit tighter, but still being as gentle as ever, relishing in the gasp she let out.

“You like this?” He asked, his mouth was now beside her ear, pressing a kiss underneath it. She nodded quickly, her hands running through his hair. Keeping eye contact with her, his hand still squeezing her throat, he slowly started working the buttons of her jeans open. Impressive, considering he was doing it with one hand. She felt his hand slide into the front, fingers caressing the fabric of her underwear.

“Please, Tommy.” She whimpered, practically rutting against his palm.

“I got you, baby.” He smirked, his finger finally dipping into her. “Fuck, always so wet for me.”

His fingers obviously met no resistance, her pussy easily letting him in. Since she had been worked up since he walked through the damn door, he didn’t need to put much effort into making her feel good. Everything he did was effortless, she always marveled at that. He watched her face, watching as her eyes closed, watching her mouth fall open in a moan. He leaned down when her head tilted back to give him access to the soft skin of her neck. His lips coming down to start kissing the exposed skin.

“Come around my fingers, baby girl,” He said against her skin, his lips brushing a particularly sensitive spot . “You look so beautiful like this.”

“O-oh, my god.” She moaned, followed by his name. Her back arching off the table making it creak below her, her pussy clenching tightly around his fingers as she came.

“I need to be inside you. Can i fuck you, baby?” He asked, already stripping off his jeans before she could answer. She sat up, slipping off of the table as she realised that they were both still practically fully dressed. She finally pulled her jeans all the way off before making her way to her mattress in the corner of the room. Stripping her shirt off on the way. Tommy watched her hungrily, following after her and making sure his own shirt joined hers in the pile. When they were both on the mattress he wasted no time in flipping her over, stomach now pressed against the mattress and her ass in the air. He stood behind her running his hand over her smooth skin.

“Please fuck me, Tommy.” She whined, looking over her shoulder at him. Tommy never had to be told twice. He took a hold of his hard cock and tapped it against her clit, smirking at the whine she let out. Just as she was about to beg him some more, he finally slid in. Immediately and easily bottoming out. The feeling caused her head to dip forward, a moan to leave her lips -almost muffled the pillows.

“I want to hear those pretty noises, baby girl.” Tommy hummed, reaching forward to grasp her hair in a ponytail and pull her head back up. His other hand smacking her ass hard enough to leave a mark.

“You feel so good.” She moaned, grinding her hips back against him. He pulled all the way out until his tip was the only thing still inside of her before slamming back in. The burn was deep and it stung so good. She bit her lip as she got accustomed to him, as each slide of his cock sent chills up her spine.

“Is this my pussy?” He growled, his fingers still tugging at her scalp.

“Yes!” She all but screamed, he often wondered if anyone could hear them. They had never heard anyone else, but he wasn’t sure if anyone else was as loud as them. Wasn’t sure if anyone else was able to have as much fun as they manage to have together during the goddamn apocalypse.

“It’s yours, Tommy. Always yours.” She whimpered, his cock hitting spots she was sure hadn’t been hit before.

“That’s it, honey,” He cooed. “You look beautiful like this. Take me so well. You like that?”

She loved when he got like this, when he would start rambling. The things he came out with never failed to push her closer to the edge.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come.” She gasped when his arm snaked around her body to find her aching clit.

“Come on then, baby. Give it to me,” He growled, his deep voice sending a shiver up her spine. He groaned as her whole body convulsed under him. Moans of his name bounced off of the walls as she came around his cock; a silent scream leaving her - her knuckles turned white as her fingers gripped the sheets underneath her.

“Fuck,” She sounded so breathless and he fucking loved it. “I wish I could feel you come inside of me Tommy.”

“Shit, don’t say stuff like that.” He groaned at her words. They had already had this conversation multiple times. He always pulled out, she was obviously scared of getting pregnant during their current situation. QZ’s weren’t known for their outstanding medical care. They knew they risked it by fucking anyway, but they always tried to take any precautions they could. Expired condoms still existed, but what good would they do anyway? Even if they could get their hands on them.

He dreamt about it as well, filling her up and watching it drip back out. Being able to push it back inside of her and tease her about it. Just the thought of it had him regrettably pulling out of her heat and spilling over his hand and her ass with a gasp of her name. She grimaced as he used his shirt to clean it up, after giving himself a moment to catch his breath. She giggled as she collapsed down onto the bed, crawling under the covers as she suddenly realized how cold the room actually was.

She reached for another one of his shirts that lay beside her bed and slipped it on, a clean one that had been discarded during another escapade. He lay down beside her, both of them still panting.

“You good?” He asked. She nodded and cuddled into him, pressing soft kisses to his jaw. His hand stroked down her back. He kissed the top of her head a few times, she always basked in this side of him that no one else got to see. This softness and love that was reserved for her, reserved for this room. Tommy loved it too, he loved being able to be himself after shutting it off for so long. All he could do now was sleep in her arms and prepare himself to put his walls back up again when he left her apartment tomorrow. Preparing to do it all again the next day. But the thought of being able to crawl back into her arms at the end of every day made his lips turn up into a soft, content smile as he drifted off to sleep.

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milla-frenchy · 6 months ago

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Joel Miller | Masterlist

masterlist

(All fics are 18+ | fem reader | no use of y/n)

🖤 - angst | ⚫ - dark content | 💀 - extra dark

Series / Collections

Roads (complete) 🖤 3 years ago, Joel broke your heart and you left your hometown

Blackmail [Joel x reader x Javi P] (complete) (qz!joel) In exchange for his help to let Joel and you out of the QZ, a new soldier asks him for something more than just ration cards

Smack my b*tch up [Joel x reader x Tommy x raiders] (complete) 💀 You’ve been kidnapped by raiders, Joel is their leader

Wolf like me | part 2 (complete) 🖤⚫ (qz!joel) You meet someone who finally fills the void in you

5 days Collection: same couple, but fics can be read alone

Owned (ficlets, age gap) Collection

A summer with the Millers [Joel x reader x Tommy] (age gap, dbf!Tommy) You come back to your father's house for summer vacation and want to get closer to your crush and dad's best friend, Tommy Miller. His brother Joel is gonna help you to reach your goal

One shots

'75 summer camp 💀 In the '75 summer, you and your friends go to a camp for a few days

Halloween party 💀 (ficlet) Joel wants you, but you're married to his brother

Taxi driver You have an affair with Joel, a taxi driver. He is obsessed with you

Keep on your mean side ⚫ written with @aurorawritestoescape (jackson!joel) Joel takes you to Degradation Town

The execution ⚫ (qz!joel) During an execution at the QZ, a stranger gets a little too close

Room 301 (age gap) Joel finds out that babysitting isn't your only student job

Déjà vu 💀 After a bad experience with a former boyfriend, you meet Joel who makes you trust him fully in the bedroom

The burglary [Joel x reader x Tommy] 💀 written with @aurorawritestoescape Two men break into your house and take more than just your valuables

Movie night (ficlet) You and Joel go to the movies, but the screening doesn't go as planned

Bad girl [Joel x reader x Tommy] written with @aurorawritestoescape You break into Joel Miller’s house but not everything goes according to plan

Snowflakes 💀 (ficlet, jackson!joel) You and Joel are on your way back from patrol. You fall asleep not expecting this night to be worse than your encounters with the infected

After (age gap, virginity loss, qz!joel) You want Joel and finally get the opportunity to have him

Joel, Jackson (jackson!joel) After years of wandering, you joined the Jackson community. Once back on your feet, you started patrolling regularly with Joel. Over the months, you ended up getting closer to that bruised man

Under pressure (ficlet, qz!joel)

Morning waves [Joel x reader x Frankie] You meet two men who are on a road trip. You like the same things: the ocean, surfing, dancing and having fun

The couch (ficlet, qz!joel) Joel manspreading

The date [Joel x reader ; Frankie x reader] You’re in an established relationship with Frankie and both of you want to spice things up. You meet a man via a dating app, Joel

In the cold night (Jackson!Joel) Being on patrol, Joel and you spend the cold winter night together in a small house

Out of the QZ (qz!Joel) You act like a brat with Joel. He puts you in place

Asks

Family business [Joel x reader ; Tommy] Tommy pisses you off and you go find Joel

Push it (dbf!joel, age gap) You have a secret “relationship” with Joel, your dad's best friend. You know you can't have more, but you can’t resist the idea to provoke him a little

October 31 [Joel x reader x Tommy] 💀 You go out to meet your two fwb for Halloween, a perfect evening for urban exploration

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ninebluehearts · 2 years ago

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I beg you for fluffy fluff (or as fluffy as possible, all things considered) Joel / whomever with Joel being sick (not seriously, but like a guy tends to get a bit helpless when he has a cold!) and his s/o having none of it!

Ahhhh, thank you for the ask anon!!💗 Man-colds are no laughing matter 😤✋

Rated: E

Your eyes slowly fluttered open in the limited light in your bedroom- you sat up, glancing around for anything that could've woken you up before the sun could. You squinted your eyes, trying to focus them on the clock that quietly ticked away on the wall nearest to you. It was only three in the morning; you didn't start your shift for another two hours.

Figuring you just had a nightmare and didn't remember it, you tried to lay down and go back to sleep. As you slowly started to let your body slip into the heavy darkness, a sudden thud right next to you pulled you out of your light sleep. You stared at the wall again, waiting to see if it would happen again.

Not a minute later, another thud sounded next to you, followed by what sounded like a bear's growl. You sat up once again, gently pressing your hand against Joel's shoulder. "What is it baby?" You mumbled, gently running your nails along the skin his t-shirt sleeve didn't cover.

"Don't feel good." He mumbled, followed by another deep groan.

"Awe, my poor baby," You cooed, reaching over to feel his forehead. "You're warm."

Joel leaned into your touch, pressing his forehead against the palm of your hand. "But I'm soo cold." He whined.

To be honest, you were more than a little shocked. The man that was always so stoic and intimidating was now here, cuddling your arm and whining over a little cold. You thought it was the beginning of October, considering all of the leaves started dying and falling once again, and the familiar gentle nip of a chill hung in the air, but no one could know for sure. Allergies would explain where the cold came from though.

"Oh baby, what can I do?" You asked as you ran your fingers through his hair, gently massaging his scalp. Joel slurred out an answer that you couldn't understand, but a yawn followed, and soon he was fast asleep once again. You laid down beside him, one arm draped over his chest as the other continued to gently play with his hair.

You don't remember exactly when you fell asleep, but thankfully Joel was still fast asleep when you woke up. You managed to get yourself up and ready for work without waking him up, leaving a glass of water and two antibiotics Joel had been saving on the counter, waiting for him when he got up for work.

You worked from five in the morning to seven that night, waiting in line for an extra thirty minutes for your pay. When you reached the front of the line you noticed your friend Ben was working the counter today. Though Joel didn't like him very much, Ben let you get away with a lot of shit, and that was enough to convince Joel to swallow his pride and play nice.

"Hey Benny, how ya been?" You asked as you stepped in front of him, gently rapping your knuckles on the table.

"Same old, same old." Ben said with a sigh, licking his thumb before picking through the box of cards. "Oh hey, have you seen Joel today? He didn't show up for his shift this morning." He asked as he held out the cards you had earned for today and a small piece of paper that had the details for tomorrow's assignment.

"No, I haven't seen him since this morning." You said as you took the papers from him, worry laced in your tone. "I'll make sure he shows up tomorrow though. Thanks Benny." You didn't register his goodbye as you walked away, your mind swarming with the What-If?'s.

You knew about Tess and Joel's missions outside of the QZ- what if he got bit and didn't know? What if he got tetanus from a rusty fence? What if he took a bad batch of pills? The list of things Joel Miller could've done to accidentally kill himself went on for miles, and it felt like you went over every scenario on your way back home.

As you approached the door to your apartment, your hand wrapped around the doorknob, you froze. What if he was infected? The thought made you sick to your stomach, but you had to consider it..

Fuck, when was the last time he left the QZ? You thought, trying to think back to the last time you had to cover for him when he didn't show up for work. Though you hoped he was actually sick this time.

Infected or not, you had to check on him. If he was infected, then there was a bat he kept by the door you could use.

You gently turned the knob to the right, scanning the room as you slowly pushed the door open. When you didn't see anyone, you fully stepped into the room, looking behind the door just in case. "Joel?" You called out as you slowly walked towards the wall that hid your bed.

A deep growl sounded from behind the wall, stopping you dead in your tracks. Your heart dropped to your stomach, sweat beaded on your forehead. You had never seen an infected person before; only hearing stories about them from Joel and Tess or others from the QZ. But if you had to guess, growling was a sure sign of infection.

You took a quiet step back, grabbing the handle of the bat and holding up and ready. "Honey?" You called out, slowly walking towards the bedroom once again. Though this time there was nothing but silence. Once you were close enough, you whipped around the corner, ready to smack an infected for the first time ever.

What you weren't ready for was Joel lying in bed with two tampons shoved up his nose, cuddling a bottle of cheap QZ moonshine.

You sighed, lowering the bat. "What the fuck Joel? I thought you were infected or something!" You hollered, tossing the bat onto the nearby couch.

Joel groaned, rolling over onto his side. "Why would I be infected?" His voiced sounded hoarse.

"Well, considering that all I knew was that you recently went out of the QZ, you had a fever when I left, and you didn't show up for work today.." You huffed, your hands planted on your hips.

"That run was over a week ago; would've been dead by now." He mumbled, sniffling around the long piece of cotton.

Your hand flew up to cover your mouth, trying your best not to laugh. "Joel Miller, are those my tampons? Really?"

"I couldn't find a rag!" He said with a groan, throwing the blanket over his head.

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head in disbelief. "And you're the Joel everybody's scared of.." You mumbled as you grabbed the edge of the blanket, gently pulling it off of him. "Up." You said, rolling your eyes at the mix of a groan and a whine he let out. "Come on, I'll make you soup. You can't just lay around all day." You held out your hand for him to take, pulling him to his feet when he did.

Joel sighed, leaning against you as some form of hug. "You're late." He mumbled into the crook of your neck, his arms wrapping around your waist.

You rested your chin on his shoulder as you gently rubbed his back, enjoying the closeness after a long day. "I know. I had to help clean up after the after-work rush and there was a long line at the card table today."

Joel nodded, taking a deep breath in and out, his hot, sick breath striking your neck.

You shivered, gently pushing him away. "I love you, but you're so gross. Seriously, let me make you soup and then you can lay back down." You guided Joel into the living room and sat him down on the chair in the corner. After that, you grabbed a pot and a can of chicken noodle soup Joel had found on one of his missions and stashed under the bed for times like this. You used the small, white heater under the window as a makeshift stove to heat up the soup.

Once Joel finished eating, you tucked him back into bed and felt his forehead, his fever had thankfully gone down. "Did you take those antibiotics I left for you?"

Joel nodded, patting the open space next to him on the bed. "Will you sleep with me? I know it's a little early, but I don't wanna be alone."

"If it'll make you feel better faster." You responded with a smirk, lying down next to him.

"It will." Joel pulled the blankets up and over you then slung his arm around your waist, holding you as close as possible. "You always take such good care of me.. I love you, baby." He pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek then buried his face against your neck, his thumb gently rubbing circles on your stomach where your shirt rode up.

"I love you too, honey." You settled into his embraced, your eyes suddenly getting heavy. It had been a long, draining day and you couldn't imagine a better way to end it.

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dancingwiththedevilallnight · 1 year ago

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Joel Miller x Firefly!reader

Warnings: smut, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, age gap, Joel is in his 50s reader is in her 20s, again Joel is kind of a perv, unprotected sex, overuse of the word sir, degradation, my writing lol, and probably a lot more

Summary: Joel Miller has to take Ellie to the State House not knowing that the loudmouth firefly princess he's been messing with, will accompany him. After an argument, Joel teaches her a lesson.

Disclaimer: English isn't my first language so if there are any mistakes please let me know, I DO NOT CONSENT MY WRITING BEING TRANSLATED OR POSTED ON ANY OTHER SOCIAL MEDIA APPS, HOWEVER, COMMENTS, LIKES, AND REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED

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Joel doesn't take the disrespect lightly, especially if it comes from the loudmouth firefly princess. Sure she is an excellent soldier considering her young age. Joels knows he shouldn't be thinking about her that way, the way the black cargo pants fit her behind. The moment she disrespected his abilities made him see red, and the second she disappeared after a little argument with him and Marlene about going to Salt Lake City and she had to be traveling with him. She made a snide remark about Joel's age and his surviving abilities. Joel was searching for her in the safe house. He couldn't hide his desire anymore. He will show her a lesson. Don't disrespect a man's abilities unless you want him to ruin you.

"Well hello there old man" - next thing she knew she was pinned against the wall by him, hands on her jaw, the calloused fingers gripping it tightly.

"If you don't knock that off you're getting bent over this desk in the next two seconds'' - his voice dropped a few octaves sounding seductive. - "Am I understood soldier?"

She let out a small laugh his fingers moved to her neck from her jaw putting a light pressure on it and cutting off her airway a little bit. She shouldn't be loving this so much. She shouldn't be enjoying having a man like Joel playing with her body like this, controlling every part of her. She is trying to find composure not letting him know that the second he touched her skin he got full control of her body.

"Am I supposed to say "yes sir"? she said in a teasing voice with a smirk on her face pissing Joel off to the max. She knew what was about to happen she wanted it to happen, the second she spotted Joel in the middle of the hallway with a gun in his hands her panties were damp. That was it Joel grabbed both her arms turned her around and lightly pushed her on the desk like he promised. It happened so fast that she put her hands on the table to support herself.

"Hands behind your back" She complied with his request wanting him to go further her skin burning for his touch. Joel grabbed a rope hanging from the wall and tied her wrists together so she can't escape. He delivered a harsh slap on her ass as he pushed her legs apart with his knees to stand between them and leaned over her so his lips were aligned with her ear

"Not so badass now huh, tough girl" - grabbing a fistful of her hair while the other holds her waist harshly pulling her up to his chest.- "Are you going to keep disrespecting me, girl?"

"No sir"

"Are you going to be a good girl and do what I say"

"Yes sir" - Joel slid the hand that was resting on her waist to her pants unbuttoning it and slipping his hands into her panties while his other hand gripped her neck lightly.

"Is this what you wanted girl" - she nodded yes, trying to be obedient to the elder man behind her.

"Answer me!" - he said louder trying to show that he was in full control she had nowhere to go. While slowly rubbing her bundle of nerves to let the pleasure flow through her body.

"Yes s-sir, this is what I wanted"

"See that wasn't so hard was it?" - Joel had a satisfied smirk on his face. The moment he saw her sneaking out of the QZ to get supplies he knew she will be a handful. Now she will be traveling with him and Ellie, this is going to be an interesting adventure. Joel moved the hand that was resting on her neck and moved it to her face putting two fingers into her mouth. The pads of his fingers pushed her tongue down causing drool to accumulate at the corner of her mouth, he pushed his fingers deeper until his knuckles were resting at the plush of her bottom lips. He watched it happen with amusement - "This is nothing for you huh? You are used to something bigger" She whined at the comment not knowing what to say, her brain got foggy her release is building up with every second, starting to clench around his fingers he noticed, not letting her have the sweet release she had been aching for. He pulled his hand out of her panties pulled her pants down and then he did the same with his own, hands flying to his member thrusting into his fist a few times before aligning himself with her entrance. He bent her over the table again face down.

"Be a good girl for me and spread your legs, and don't make me repeat myself" - she obeyed this time waiting for the perfect moment to finally snap. Joel slowly slid it inside her, her eyes rolled back while she let out a gasp feeling Joel's hardness stretching her out. He started with a slow pace wanting to feel every inch of her savoring the moment for the future lonely nights. She loved the slow, long, and deep thrusts but she needed more, she needed it harder, faster, and deeper.

"That's all you got old man? - she let out a laugh knowing comments like these got her in this position. -"Mind picking the pace up a bit I'm getting kinda bored" - she needed to go further to piss Joel off one last sentence and he will give whatever she needs and more. "Is your back hurting you? Do you need a break? You know I can just finish this alone" - she had a slight smirk on her face knowing she got him. He suddenly pulled his length out just to slam it right back. He held onto her tied wrists on her lower back, while the other gripped her throat to pull her against his chest. She bit back the scream that wanted to escape, feeling his tip repeatedly hitting that spongy spot inside her. She felt every vein with every thrust it made her see stars, his words making her wetter and wetter. Butterflies filled her tummy when Joel delivered a harsh slap on her ass while he whispered in her ear. The words he spoke were harsh and degrading but they made her feel butterflies they were traveling from her belly to her core.

"Let it out sweetheart, let me hear you, let me hear you scream my name, let them know who is fucking the loudmouth firefly slut"

"m not a slut" - a few tears escaped her eyes from the overwhelming pleasure Joel was giving her.

"Yes you are" - Joel let out a chuckle "Only sluts like being fucked by an old man like me, only shameless whores just like you" -he whispered the last few words. She tightened around him, and he smiled proudly. Knowing that from that moment she belongs to him, he ruined her for everyone.

"J-Joel please, I'm so close" "I know love I know but if you are good I'll let you come but if you are bad I'll leave you here tied up and angry without satisfaction" "You wouldn't" - " Watch me, tough girl" His pace didn't slow down he let go of her wrist and put his fingers into use while thrusting into her hard and deep. Tears were flowing from her eyes but Joel didn't want to slow down he didn't want this moment to end.

"Joel pleaseimsoclosepleaseplease"

"Go ahead, show me you are mine, show everyone who you belong to”

With a final thrust, a final circle on her bundle of nerves she came with Joel's name spilling from her lips. She saw stars everything went blurry she was barely able to stand on her legs, Joel untied her wrists and sat her on the table, she leaned her head on his shoulder breathing in his scent, feeling calm, safe, and cared for. "Maybe I should disrespect you more often" - she said while trying to put her clothes back on. "Not so fast sweetheart I'm not done with you yet. So be a good girl and spread your legs for me again"

#joel miller x reader #Joel Miller #joel miller x you #Pedro Pascal #the last of us

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vyther16 · 7 months ago

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AJTL shitty poly map, drawn in the notes app on my phone while driving across Kansas a month ago

this is specifically in the au @myhamartiaishubris and I are creating, where Chai Ming lives and her oc Chu Sanqi has history with Qian Zhao

Names from Left to Right

JMN - Jin Meiniang (past relationships with RRY & YSS)

RRY - Ren Ruyi (past relationship with JMN; current relationship with NYZ)

YY - Yang Ying (current relationships with YL & LTG; potential future relationships with CY & CM)

NYZ - Ning Yuanzhou (past relationship with YSS; current relationship with RRY)

LTG - Li Tonguang (unrequited crushes on RRY & NYZ; current relationship with YY; potential future relationships with CM, YL, & CY)

CM - Chai Ming (past relationships with CSQ & YL; potential future relationships with YY, LTG, CY, & YL)

YSS - Yu Shisan (past relationships with JMN, NYZ, SL, & QZ; current relationship with CY)

CY - Chu Yue (unrequited crush on LTG; current relationship with YSS; potential future relationships with LTG, YY, & YL)

YL - Yuan Lu (past relationship with CM; current relationship with YY; potential future relationships with LTG, CY, & CM)

CSQ - Chu Sanqi (M's oc) (past relationship with CM; It's Complicated with QZ)

SL - Sun Lang (past relationships with YSS & QZ)

QZ - Qian Zhao (past relationships with YSS & SL; It's Complicated with CSQ)

Also, just because it says "potential future relationship" doesn't mean that they will actually get together in the fic.

#a journey to love #ajtl #not tagging all the characters bc i frankly can't be made to put in that much effort #myhamartiaishubris #not fic

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squareallworthy · 1 month ago

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Triangle Tuesday 12: A quickie featuring a blinged-out triangle, the incenter, and John Conway!

Triangles are nice with the three sides and all, but what if we wanted to add more sides?

Let's add two more copies of side a attached to vertex A, extending the other two sides. Then we'll do the same with sides b and c. Now we have three times as many sides as your standard triangle, terminating in six points. Sweet bling!

But the amazing thing about this configuration is that all six endpoints lie on a common circle. And the other amazing thing is that this was discovered by John Conway. Yes, that John Conway. So this is called the Conway circle.

Proof: consider a circle with center I and a line segment PQ tangent to the circle at Z. Then we have two right triangles PZI and QZI with equal sides PZ and QZ and common side IZ. Then their hypotenuses are also equal, and are radii of a common larger circle, which makes PQ a chord of this circle.

In the Conway configuration, our tangent circle will be the incircle of triangle ABC. Now clearly the three extended line segments are equal, each being made of segments equal to a, b, and c in some order. It only remains, then, to prove that the incircle of triangle ABC touches the midpoints of these extended sides.

Let the incircle touch the sides at X, Y, and Z. Now consider the two segments AZ and AY. They are equal, since they are both tangents to the incircle from the same point A. Let their length be d. In the same way, the segments BX and BZ have equal length e and and segments CX and CY have equal length f. We can write the length of each side in terms of these shorter segments:

a = e + f

b = d + f

c = d + e

Now let's show one of the extended sides divided into those shorter segments.

The segment PQ is divided at Z, with PZ = f + e + d and QZ = e + d + f. Therefore Z is the midpoint of PQ, which is a chord of the larger circle.

The same argument applies to the other two extended sides, so X and Y are the midpoints of those segments as well, and all are chords of a common circle. QED.

That's all for this time. I wanted to do something quick and easy while I"m working on a longer piece that I hope to have done next week. Plus, I got to name-drop a celebrity, which is always fun.

If you found this interesting, please try drawing some of this stuff for yourself! You can use a compass and straightedge, or software such as Geogebra, which I used to make all my drawings. You can try it on the web here or download apps to run on your own computer here.

An index of all posts in this series is available here.

#triangleposting #Conway circle #incenter

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seethesunny · 8 months ago

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Hi, lovely! Here’s some for the ask game. 🍓🥤🌻🪐

Hi friend, happy Saturday 🤲🏼❤ thank u lots for the ask! I always get bored haha

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

This is funny because I've always been a creative kid, so I would create my own stories inside my head and they eventually turned into some of the shows/books I liked- sometimes a mixture- and at the time I didn’t know that was called fanfiction! I have the vivid memory of snatching my mom's lavender Nokia cellphone to write in a notes app, that happened until I fell into the role-playing world for years and that only cemented my love for it, I fully got into writing seriously around five years since that but never posted, it was for that same group of friends only. So that's my backstory! I had given up on it for a number of reasons but I'm back in the fanfiction pit lol

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

Since I've been a tessjoel girlie from the beginning I'm pulling some of the hidden gems on FF dot net that some new fans may not know! These are all videogame tlou.

Starting with one of my favorite fics EVER (it is a habit to reread it monthly) written by Raff who is a legend and was a pioneer for them. This is an au that's technically canon compliant for the tone, a very straight-forward summary: Ellie is Tess and Joel's daughter, this is the little glimpses of how they raise her in the QZ:

@kokureno and I gush over this particular fic nonstop, college au with romcom elements, what's not to love?

This one is a curious case because while I read it previously, my mind was blown away when I finally read Dirt (also recommend it) then came back to it. Tess and Joel share a vulnerable moment and Tess realizes there is more to him than what she thought, pretty spot on character analysis:

This one is a Tess lives au AND a babyfic, and you know how hard it used to be to find babyfics for them specifically? Aside from signs (originally from FFnet), I wasn't that lucky and this was a blessing:

Someone said missing scene fic about a very necessary topic aka Joel and Ellie bringing up Tess during their journey? The old man HAS feelings??? Anyway, this is 100% canon to me:

This one is for those who are fans of Tess’s backstory in the old tlou storyline where she was the main antagonist/villain, which means she had a brother who was killed; in my heart this will always be her OG origin story honestly. Plus, Joel also opens up about his own loss:

Don't you love it when there's a recurring theme in your fic???? Tess and Joel's lives when they're running out of time, Tommy appears too, canon compliant:

Okay this one is on AO3 too, I get that, however I first found it here and anyway it has now been buried so! I'm showing it again. Tess's centered fic were a rarity so I know this one like the back of my hand, the most juicy gritty QZ life angst, it's also an origin story about her AND a character study, go wild:

Another one on AO3, but hear me out this IS them at their true core and a required reading for everyone to understand them and their dynamic perfectly, it's pretty sad and there's not much comfort but that's why it's so good. Also, the queen herself (amb) wrote it and this is my special dedication to her bc she cemented this Fandom alongside Raff and she's the best at pulling our heartstrings:

Those are some of my favs. I can't include every single one cause it would take me ages but there are so many more there that are worth a read. If you love them most at their ambiguous nature, the early fics filled the void and nurtured the mind.

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis

A really talented artist around here who's outstanding at what she does, ily chica @betweentwoceremonials

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

Last year I had an awful infection and it took me a while to get rid of it, but I did some medical analysis a few weeks ago and now I'm fine 🥳

This spot is for the people I love and love me in return, I never take it for granted!

Not to get too pessimistic bc I try to keep it light but I never thought I would reach my 20s and yet- I'm still here, and I'm proud of myself for it

#asks #ask games #seethesunny mailbox #oliviassunrise #about me #my writing #other people's writing #other people's fic #fic rec #long post

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alterimaige · 1 year ago

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*akira bike slides in* 😎 hello!! been wanting something action-y so i'm super excited to be joining this lovely group!! i bring you wren who like everyone else here was at the wrong place at the wrong time w this outbreak. her bullets from the app are here with more bullets below!! i dont mind either dms or discord for plotting, just lmk which you would prefer!! lets write together and have some fun <3

pre-outbreak: a vagabond work and enviro-obsessed photojournalist! loved loooooved her job and would not have changed it for anything else in the world. is used to constantly being on the move, and credits that to her upbringing

outbreak: shedoesntevengohere.gif but a girl needs a vacation alright!! nobody gave her the memo that the price to pay for going to a fun little conference and wanting to eat sugar encrusted garlic bread is a zombie attack. her and her small group of colleagues/work friends scram over to the seoul qz asap

post-outbreak: slowly getting a grasp of the language here, doesn't need it to know that these kdrt people are totalitarian-esque assholes. time 2 bounce. over to busan we go with another small group. there's a couple of grueling incidences of beloved friends that get infected, some reflection on humanity and how futile all of this seems, and depleting rations. they make it—though not all in one piece—but they make it! figures her experiences n knowledge are enough of a bartering chip just in case it's needed to join the fireflies, but there's not a whole lot of it

pre-division 4: working as an instructor to help finetune survival skills and the like. gets bored and starts itching for some adventure again because apparently one near-death experience isn't enough a girl needs 5. thus here she is as a scout!

looks like horoscopes are in rn so here's hers: sag sun, aqua moon, aries rising

literally just the human vers of the 😎 emoji for better or worse. this either makes her very approachable or she feels like A Lot. understandable regardless!!

it's not that she doesn't think it's just that she feels too much time shouldn't be wasted on sitting idle. very much all about trusting the process and following instinct

also truthfully when you're in a foreign country with no idea how your immediate friends and family are even doing right now she doesn't have much to lose. carpe diem baby

i rewatched NOPE like 2 nights ago and she's loosely based off of the guy who tried to take a video of jean jacket + em (if you squint) so take that as u will

thank you for reading!!

#frf:intro

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metanetsoftware · 2 years ago

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This month, we have a strikingly beautiful set of levels to Feature -- this is in keeping with the trend from the incredible N++ level design community :D Here’s what the curators have to say about these:

This batch of features includes the three winners from dMMc MM04, aka the N++ community’s regular mapmaking contest.The theme for MM04 was "HOME". The maps submitted for that month can be found by searching “MM04” in-game. The top three maps were determined by votes from N++ community members: 1st place - habitation mode: outpost [MM04] by NateyPooPoo 2nd place - reverie [mm04] by wolf 3rd place - You Are Always Welcome Here [MM04] by yahoozy These contests are ongoing, so if you would like to create or vote for dMMc maps, check out #contests on the N++ community discord. Thank you to everyone who submitted maps and voted on their favorites! https://monthlymapping.wordpress.com discord.gg/nplusplus

Thank you for the submissions, Damian, and to everyone who contributed levels (Qz, abho, yahoozy, wolf, and NateyPooPoo) and commentary (bigblargh aka sam, and DarkStuff)! Also, thanks to donfuy for creating this Monthly Mapping Contest, it’s super cool :D

Here are the levels, from the top screenshot above, to bottom:

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Name: Alternating Current Author: Qz “Despite the best efforts of your physics teacher, comparisons to water pressure or moving rope fail to tell the full story of electricity. It can’t be accurately modeled by any other physical phenomena; electricity plays by its own rules. An annual average of two electrocution deaths are associated with consumers disassembling microwave ovens. Do not attempt to open or dissemble electrical appliances without training. You can be electrocuted and killed by capacitors even when the device has been unplugged. Do not attempt to save a person who is being electrocuted or you also risk electrocution. You can only touch them when they are no longer being electrocuted, at which point you must call emergency services and prepare to start CPR if they are not breathing normally.” -bigblargh aka sam --------------------------------------- Name: bag of chips Author: abho Just like a bag of chips, I keep taking handfuls of this level when I am well aware I should stop and take a break. It's the perfect junk food level: it looks hard but it isn't, it looks messy but it's very intentional, it's short enough you can just keep taking bites, and it's got a nice variety of simple flavors -- such as gatling, laser, and your classic zap, along with some sprinklings of mines. It's one of those simple levels I just can't stop playing. Om nom nom. -DarkStuff --------------------------------------- Name: You Are Always Welcome Here [MM04] Author: yahoozy --------------------------------------- Name: reverie [mm04] Author: wolf --------------------------------------- Name: habitation mode: outpost [MM04] Author: NateyPooPoo

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Want to play these levels? Awesome! All levels can be played from all platforms. First, you’ll need N++:

Nintendo Switch: https://www.nintendo.com/en_CA/games/detail/n-plus-plus-switch Xbox One: https://www.microsoft.com/en-CA/store/p/N-/BT33CHSSB89V Steam: http://store.steampowered.com/app/230270 PS4: https://store.playstation.com/#!/en-us/games/n-plus-plus-(n)/cid=UP2108-CUSA00041_00-NPPGAMENPPGAMENP Kartridge: https://www.kartridge.com/games/MetanetSoftware/n-nplusplus

Then from the Main Menu, just go to Browse, and choose the “Featured” tab. So easy! Of course the levels probably aren’t ;)

Want to suggest levels to feature, to make your own levels, or to enter design contests? Join the excellent community on discord: http://discord.gg/nplusplus

#nplusplus #videogames #community-made levels #level design

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mar back at it again with another banger! what a treat this app was to read! simon's brand of loyalty to alexei is something we haven't seen yet in the roleplay and we're really excited to see how alexei could, or will, use simon to help keep his control over the zone as it falls into unrest, and what damage simon could do to other muses in game. we wonder if his devotion will end with alexei, or move on to someone else.

welcome to idaho falls, simon sadecki! please make sure to complete the accepted checklist so we can invite you to our servers. we can’t wait to start writing with you!

OOC.

Name: Mar Age: 25 Pronouns: she/they Timezone: GMT+1 Previous roleplay blog: redacted Triggers: redacted Wanted connection?: n/a

IC.

Name: Simon Sadecki. Gender & pronouns: Cis man, he/him. Faceclaim: Matteo Martari. Age & birthdate: 41, September 14, 2003. Occupation: Soldier. Immunity: No.

skills.

Skill one: Marksmanship Simply put, Simon is an excellent shot. He has honed his skill over the years and has become very apt at handling a sniper and shooting people from long-distance if need be. His skill with firearms comes from genuine interest in their mechanics and a devotion to the craft.

Skill two: Wildlife knowledge. With a deep interest in wildlife, Simon knows well how to track and hunt. Because of this he is sent on patrol outside the wall from time to time, to find game with fellow soldiers good at hunting. He honours the wildlife more than he does the trespassers he and fellow soldiers hunt, but knows they are a precious resource

Skill three: Information gathering. With almost three decades in the QZ and no promotion to show for it, Simon has made it his job to fly under the radar. He utilises his position to pick up information, retain it and report it back, making him spy-like and well, a natural snitch.

positive traits.

METHODICAL: The end justifies the means, and the end is in this world always survival. With a systemic and methodical way of looking at the world, Simon has made survival for himself and others an attainable goal.

LOYAL: When Simon devotes himself to something or someone, it tends to be for life. His loyalty runs deep, perhaps because of strange motivations, and pushes him. A pity that he tends to pledge himself to the wrong kind.

UNASSUMING: He does not draw attention, as he sees no reason for it. Simon is introverted and stand-offish, gives you little and asks for less. His unassuming and self-reliant nature make him into something solitary, something that can easily slip in the background. Listed as a positive trait as it serves him extremely well.

negative traits.

VICIOUS: Violence is second nature. It isn’t quite as if Simon goes out of his way to commit grand acts of cruelty, but he does not often have to think twice before doing such a thing. The way the QZ works fits him well because of this and he brings back plenty of loot stolen of (now deceased) trespassers.

DETACHED: There’s a certain haze hanging around Simon’s life, one of detachment. Of himself, of life, of what makes life. He is a starved creature, to put it in simple terms, and finds enough satiation through the above mentioned viciousness and loyalty, but refuses to acknowledge how hungry he truly is.

APATHETIC: To tie these two traits together there is this last one: apathy. Simon is amoral and doesn’t tend to concern himself with what occupies others. I don’t say this to make him seem better than others, as it decidedly makes him worse, but it explains a lot of his behaviour. His inability to understand people’s struggles, his disregard for his own needs — Simon has little time for it.

biography.

2003 through 2012 — If you lived in a world different than this one, you would claim there is little of note to say of your childhood. These days you prefer not to speak of it all the same, if only because there’s nothing comforting to be found in nostalgia. Regardless, it goes like this: you are born and raised in Boise, mostly by your mother. Your father works in logistics, which is to say he is on the road a lot, driving his truck around the Northwest. Your fondest memories of him are sitting in his truck, engine humming beneath you two, eating greasy burgers as he tells you about the country. He never promises to take you with him, one day, never intends to, never promises to. You don’t know this, but to him the road is freedom. You and your mother his chains. Your mother, then. Night-shift nurse in the psychiatric wing of the hospital, burning out like so many others in her field do and yet continuing on with her work. Most of your memories of her are of her sleeping when you get home or drinking a ‘glass before bed’ as you eat breakfast.

Honestly, it's a dreary existence. A small flat. A lot of absence. A lot of resentment. The flat you grow up in is a one bedroom, but there's a tight laundry room where you sleep. There's no windows to let in light. There's always the machine humming at night, when power is cheapest. Your bed shakes when the laundry is nearly done. You don’t mind it that much, the tight space comforting. The rhythm of it familiar.

You are considered an odd child. Called antisocial by teachers, fussy in the strangest of moments, deeply intrigued by certain topics while apathetic to most others. Perhaps if your parents had been more attentive and the school less understaffed, you would have been granted a closer eye: but there’s shortages of everything, here, and your grades are quite alright. You fly under the radar. And this is where you will grow and thrive, for some time. Solitude and self-reliance are what make you strong, you think. What use do you have anyway, of these children, who live so differently from you? Sure, you go on playdates and watch with odd fascination as mothers cook for their children while asking about their days. You prefer the microwaveable tray meals your mother sneaks home from the hospital. Prefer the nature channel over the shrill voices of cartoons. You prefer solitude. Most of the time you simply take what they give to you: the bullying, the mocking. You stare in silence until you snap, a schoolyard brawl leading to suspension. They tell your mother your apathy is troubling and she nods, chastises you and then goes back to bed.

2013 through 2021 — The outbreak reaches your city, of course it does. It’s a hazy blur, these days, as once again: there is little use in nostalgia. Your father is out of town, on the road, when the city falls. You won’t ever see him again. You and your mother drive out together, her eyes red as you look around you with wide-eyes, taking in the animalistic nature of the infected. At the end of it, you and a group of others move to there where lies hope: Idaho Falls QZ. Under FEDRA rule there are less infected and so it is the place to be.

It isn’t as if it’s easy, life there. But it’s similar, perhaps: tight living space, limited food, a small world. You don’t take to the strict regimen at first, as you are used to taking care of yourself, but soon enough you are used to the rules. Schooling and training go hand in hand and as you grow older you are well on your way to becoming what will serve you well: a soldier. It isn’t in your nature to question it, especially as it seems to fit right with your nature to follow.

Dissatisfaction with FEDRA grows, however. Strict as they are, you have little issue following their rules and find some comfort in the restriction set. Your mother, however — she has always been indulgent and selfish, hasn’t she? She gets her hands on ration cards that aren’t hers, slips out without authorisation, enjoys illegal substances. You look away, not condemning her but not helping her either, gritting your teeth. Rules are simple to adhere to, you find. Black-and-white. Why she must break them … you don’t know.

Still, when she is found out, when she is found guilty for violating rules in a court and hung for it, it is something that will stick with you. Some kind of resentment. As she dangles, you struggle to tap into the apathy that makes you – as instructors say – a perfect fit for the job.

2022 through 2025 — Alexei Volkov is looking for allies and here you are, not even two decades old and so very pliable, so perfectly capable of cruelty. You aren’t a revolutionary, but you are someone in need of guidance. Alexei sees you, a promising soldier who has watched his only family killed at the hands of your leaders, and capitalises. It’s through charm and conviction that you end up on his side. You feed him information, that’s how it starts. Eyes sharp, eyes sharper. You find enjoyment in it, in wearing two faces. In pleasing someone with such promise. Not an institution but a man, of flesh and blood.

In the midst of uprising, your position is compromised. Stripped of your title as soldier, you rush the Volkovs. Alexei calls a medic, promises that there is a use for you even without your former position and tells you to rest. There is more to come.

Victory is sweet once it comes, after three years of fighting tooth and nail. Of smuggled food filling your belly, of gaining territory and growing smarter at the ways you use violence. You relish in it, that promised victory. As FEDRA soldiers sway, you no longer wear their uniform. You are someone else’s man, now.

2025 through 2044 — Perhaps crude, to group together the next two decades of your life, but it is so much of the same. Life is a cyclical thing, isn’t it? Alexei’s rule gives what it promises (freedom from FEDRA) and then takes. You lend your hands, grateful. You lend your hands, cruel. It matters why you do things, that’s certain: you don’t think that cruelty for cruelty’s sake is interesting, after all. But to have an inner cause? Certainly, that works. That keeps a man sane enough.

At the end of the day, your years in the QZ since the uprising could have been monotonous, had it not been for the nature of your work. Trapping trespassers, stripping their bodies of anything useful. Delivering prizes. Reporting back the whispers you hear. It is said, isn’t it, that Alexei Volkov has eyes and ears everywhere? Look in the mirror and there’s you: not just offering your hands but your senses, too. It is purpose you require to live, so purpose you are given. It is love you require, so you name what you receive love. And isn’t it special, when the tyrant’s hands are soft when they reach for you?

Enjoyment is found in strange hobbies, preoccupations still ruling your mind when the violence does not. Animals, primarily, take your interest. Birds. Wildlife. Livestock, even, though you find animals more interesting when they are in their own habitat. Your shared room is lined with plenty of books on fauna.

But your focus will always be on the QZ. There’s a carrot dangling in front of your eyes, held by Alexei himself. Never promoted, always suggested that it is in the cards for you one day, but that you are worth more as someone with less authority. So you slip through the cracks, a solitary creature with sharp ears and eyes, watching as a beloved cook’s body drops. As a storm wreaks havoc. As infection spreads and kills and Alexei rules with an iron fist. And you grow worried, for a moment: iron can break, and when it does, what will that mean for you?

arcs.

I think an arc towards a satisfying death is, truly, what would fit the story best. Simon is an Alexei loyalist and will remain one, so what else is there for him to do but die, with the way things are going? It would be interesting to give this potential end more weight, though, and have him get some characters in trouble and sewing dissent. He’s a snitch. Let him snitch and suffer the consequences.

A shattering of disillusion is a completely opposite way to go. Simon thinks Alexei cares for him, but I doubt that much is true. If this were to shatter I can see him freefalling and having to rethink his loyalties, his own path in life and where he goes from there.

extras.

Pinboard.

#accepted.

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marketresearchreportsandanalysis · 10 months ago

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Navigating Sustainable Supply Chains: Strategies for Retail Success

Originally published by Quantzig: Potential Transformation: Maximizing Supply Chain Advantage in Retail

In today's retail landscape, sustainability isn't just a buzzword—it's a necessity. As consumers demand more transparency and ethical practices from the brands they support, retailers and CPG companies are under increasing pressure to ensure sustainability throughout their supply chains. This article explores the challenges and solutions involved in achieving sustainability compliance while maximizing supply chain advantage in retail.

Understanding ESG Compliance:

ESG (Environmental, Social, and Governance) compliance has become a cornerstone of modern supply chain management. It involves understanding and implementing guidelines mandated by regulatory bodies to promote sustainability. Companies that fail to meet these standards may face penalties and taxation, making compliance a critical priority.

Key Steps to Navigate the Changing Landscape:

Establish Ownership: Companies must take ownership of their supply chains and ensure accountability for sustainability initiatives.

Understand Your Supply Chain End-to-End: Mapping the entire supply chain is essential for identifying compliance risks and sustainability implications at each stage.

Set Yourself Up for Continuous Improvement: Implementing robust monitoring and reporting mechanisms allows for ongoing evaluation and optimization of sustainability efforts.

Importance of Building a Strong Compliance Policy:

A robust compliance policy serves as the foundation for an efficient governance framework. Clear policies, regular training, and monitoring mechanisms help mitigate risks, ensure legal and ethical conduct, and protect a company's reputation.

Mapping Your Supply Chain Network:

Identifying suppliers, manufacturers, distributors, and retailers is the first step in mapping the supply chain. Assessing compliance risks and sustainability implications at each stage helps identify potential disruptions and environmental impacts.

Digitizing Supplier Information:

Digitizing supplier information streamlines supply chain management by providing real-time insights for quality control, risk management, and sustainability reporting. Digital systems enable transparency, traceability, and proactive decision-making throughout the supply chain.

Structure Data to Meet Regulatory Requirements:

Understanding applicable laws and regulations is crucial for ensuring compliance. By tracking and reporting relevant data, companies can demonstrate adherence to regulatory requirements and mitigate risks associated with non-compliance.

Ensuring Sustainability Compliance:

Sustainability compliance requires measurement and corrections at every stage of the supply chain. Proactive programs and efficient analytics help identify and address compliance issues, ensuring alignment with regulatory standards.

Success Story:

Client Details: A leading F&B retailer in Canada.

Challenges Faced by the Client:

The client encountered challenges in ensuring compliance with chemical usage by farmers in their sourcing process for frozen food products.

Solutions Offered by QZ:

Quantzig devised an automation and process engineering solution to enable self-compliance for farmers through a purpose-built mobile app. This solution streamlined compliance checks and provided advisory support to farmers for minimizing environmental impact.

Impact Delivered:

- Informed tactical decisions backed by data

- End-to-end process automation

- Valuable insights on entire supply chain operations

In conclusion, navigating sustainable supply chains is essential for retail success in today's market. By prioritizing compliance, understanding the supply chain, and leveraging digital solutions, companies can achieve sustainability goals while maximizing their competitive advantage.

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