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[chronically-ghosted]

lover, share your road

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rating: explicit 18+

pairing: joel miller x f!reader

summary: 1931. North Texas. An ecological apocalypse has turned the countryside into a skeletal wasteland and its survivors into hungry, desperate creatures. You and Ellie cross Joel's path by accident and agree to a relationship that is mutually beneficial – a rare thing in times like these. But, in a paradise at the edge of the world, as the rot of the world sinks its teeth in, you and Joel find yourselves relying on each other for sentiments you both believed to be long dead.

major tags: idiots in love, sharing a bed, praise kink, a pining vibe, a happy ending, minor age gap (10 years at most), AU no outbreak, food scarcity, mentions of suicide and depression, panic attacks, depictions of a sick child, love as a metaphor for a kind of sustenance and fertility, eventual smut, some horror elements, a first degree slow burn, and finally present to you the most sacred tag of all: dust bowl daddy

a/n: this is the result of my 500 follower challenge where you all voted for the character, pairing, trope, kink, vibe and ending. what a fantastic year last year was and i'm so excited that this is my first fic of 2024! thank you for your patience while i got this beast out the door!🤍i could not have done this without the support of @ravensmadreads and @perotovar! It was recently Raven's birthday so please, for me, send her a happy birthday note! thank you to @saradika-graphics for the dividers!

prologue: between the earth and sky part i: go west, to the southern plains, go west to breathe part ii: and in their falling, rise again part iii: part iv:

Moodboard by the fantastic @mads198-9 ! 🤍

Playlist

History of the American Dust Bowl

Sources

[voidselfshipp]

Forgiveness

Summary: Harry takes a New coach for team rainbow under his wing, kali isnt theilled about having her direct opposite near her, howeber that changes as unexpected feelings Bloom inside of her.

Tw: mentions of injury,alcohol and guns

Moodboard made by me( pics arent mine tho!)

Ok to rb

Part two here

Right after the last match, jerico came bursting in with medical aid for ash, she speeds past some of the operators into the stadium.

An eagle flies by sitting on her shoulder, she walks quickly to the injured ash.

--Hey ash...how are you feeling?--She sat besides the american woman, softly stitching up her ear.

Eliza hissed,gaining a raised brow, quickly After she finished,she put a hand on jericos-- thank you, Harry does know how to choose trainees--she winks at her and jeri chuckles closing the medical aid.

--Ive got to go, dont get into any trouble--jer tilted her head-- 'kay?

Ash nodded and so jerico Walked away back to harrys Office.

--hey!--kali called to jerico as she Walked to the stadium where her teammates were- did you see how I won the match?

Jeri raised a brow-- are you FUCKING kidding me?! You endangered ash!, thats not how its played!

Kali rolled her eyes-- Its a game princess,you know that right?

Jerico was livid as she grips the medkits handle--and?! You have to be more careful! Im starting to doubt the second chance I gave you is worth it! Now move out of my way

She pushed past the hindi woman almost letting out smoke from her ears.

Jaimini gripped her rifle, looking away pushing past her own tears heavy heart with regret, IF only she had done the right thing the first time.

《...》

Harry had introduced the New coach trainee, jerico.

Now kali didnt really mind it much,thinking having her in the team was obselete.

"Who cares about feelings? The only way to get back home is with a cold mind, not a warm heart"

Jeri had perked up from her book, her pet eagle, sunshine, resting on her lap"thats your opinion" she added as she looked at jaimini.

Kali rolled her eyes"whatever,im just saying we dont need any deadweight"

For the first week everyone seemed to like jer, she was a good listener and advice giver, even one of kalis most closest Friends,wamai had asked her for a bit of help once or twice.

So, jaimini tried, what was jerico all about, what did she bring to the table.

"Oh ms.shah, nice to see you" jericos Office was cozy,the walls were a dark warm green, a Window, big as the whole wall it was on,let the sunrays filter,she saw some family photos, Hanging plants and a little fireplace that cracked softly, and some toy stations for her eagle to play and rest on.

" well" kali started sitting infront of jeri" I wanted to see what youre all about"

Jer was hesitant, she didnt Open up easily,only after someone opened up to her first.

"They say youre a good problem solver is that right?"

" yeah?in a way I guess, why?"

"Then tell me how would you have stopped the fight between me and ash"

What fight?jerico looked at her tea tapping the porcelain surface with her nails.

Oh..yeah, the one after the last match, when ash hit kali Straight on the nose.

"Well,IF harrys objective is to make this Group a tight knit family then,I suppose ash was right, using people as bait isnt okay,strenght is in numbers...not lone wolfing it.

However theres the question,you show off and do things your way,you show others how good you are at everything,and you are very good at it " kali relaxed on her Seat leaning back with a smug smile, however jerico didnt mirror it,instead she made a pause, and took a sip of tea not sure as to how would Shah take what she was about to say.

"Youre trying trying to prove how good you are, but are you proving that to others...or yourself? If its the latter then I guess growing up always second guessed you and doubted you,maybe thats why you do it your way,maybe like that you feel more in controll, but sadly it isnt helping you anymore..."

Kali leaned in, with anger seething in her body, she stood up, jerico flinches putting her knees against her chest for a brief moment.

"So youre saying that winning isnt okay?"

"It isnt that, you asked a question and I answered it "

Jaimini left the Office fuming, and jerico sighed sipping from her tea.

The Next time she saw her, kali asked her for a favor, poor thing didnt know better and accepted.

She was horrified to know that that favor she did for her ended in an even bigger fight with wash, this time she couldnt stop It.

Ash left kali with a black eye,and kali left ash with a bleeding nose.

"You took advantadge of me!"

Kali looked up from her computer"i didnt"

"Yes you did! You knew that that favor would end up in a fight, God I was so stupid!"jeri was angry, she opened the door of kalis room "youre not proving yourself anything but that youre horrible kali, im on ash's side, what you did was wrong"

She closed the door as she left to her Office.

Jaimini gripped her fists looking away.

《...》

--Hey...you alright?-- ash asked, jer barely Drank but there she was drinking a shot of her dads favorite whiskey.

--Its kali,im starting to think I did a mistake by giving her a second chance

Eliza tilted her head--How so?

Jerico served up another shot, this one for ash who accepted it--After the fight I had with kali, I isolated myself in my Office for the rest of the day,zero came up to check on me with a cup of tea, and he got me out.

Just last week I noticed kali was acting weird, I asked her whats up, she told me she felt bad, very bad by what she did to me, And asked me if we could have a fresh start..., something told me she was being genuine but I dont know anymore...--

Ash sighed drinking form her shot-- hey kid, dont feel bad,kali is Real good at manipulating people, if you dont feel okay around her, youre welcome to practice your training with my unit

Jer smiled putting her head on elizas shoulder.

The american freezes for a bit, shed forgotten how demostrative jerico was with others.

Meanwhile kali was punching the guts out of a Boxing bag.

No matter what she did, she always wasnt good enough.

Jerico didnt see it, how kali would get flustered whenever she laughed, how jealous shed get whenever Zero flirted with her.

Jaimini didnt know how to Keep going,she fucked up one last time today at the tournament.

--Okay okay,whats the matter with you-- wamai said stopping kali from hurting herself by punching the bag way too strongly.

--Doesnt matter what I do, im never good enough for jerico, what am I doing wrong?--She pressed her head on the Mans chest,who hugged her comforting her.

He felt kalis tears seething into the fabric of his shirt--Have you tried being nice?

For a moment and completly serious kali looked up --What?

--you know, giving her flowers,asking her to go on a date with you?...--Jaimini stood in silence --Are you telling me that you seriously didnt thought of all of this?

The woman recomposed herself--i uh gotta go

And so she picked up her backpack and bolted to the showers as wamai sighed and facepalmed.

Oh boy.

[starbuckie]

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let’s begin with our introductions- i’m malia!! i go by mal or mals a lot, but if you wanna be a real sweetheart you can call me mrs. barnes ;)

this blog is my safe space, a place for me to project my deepest romantic fantasies onto because i don’t have anything in real life (whoo, single crew!!). starbuckie blog is my storybook, for me to share my stories with you all in hopes you can enjoy them too

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hi i’m mal and i am an asian-american gal just trying to get by as a highschool theater director. i enjoy reading literature, sketching, listening to vinyls, writing fanfiction, and acting of course. while my college dreams have been put on hold, i hope to one day be able to go and study screen acting as my passion has it.

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fandoms: mcu, gossip girl, community, star wars, harry potter, getting into the x-men slowly but surely

i’m a devoted swiftie and a huge mitski fan (the perfect depressed combo) and i also enjoy the neighborhood, the beatles, ac/dc, and ella fitzgerald

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Cześć kochanie! Fairy lights, moodboard, sunrise, bands, grunge, lightning, love proszę! (Mira)

Dzięki Mira, kochanie!!

Fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know?

if i’ll ever find love, and with who

Moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?

I grew up like an old timey kid, I didn’t watch much tv, I played outside all the time, when the whole family was together the kids roamed free and nobody knew what we were doing, and all that was great, so in that sense, yes, i had a happy childhood. But i also struggled a lot with my parents divorce, and i remember experiencing depression first when i was 12, so in those senses, it wasn’t entirely happy. but isn’t everyone’s childhood (and life really) a combination?

Sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.

Differences of language and habit are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open. - JK Rowling, Goblet of Fire

I love this quote because I feel like its something we could all do with remembering these days. We get so caught up in who’s from what country, and who’s what religion, but the thing is that none of it matters. It doesn’t matter if we’re different ethnicities or different religions as long as we’re all open to each other and we all want the same things, if we all want peace.

Bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way.

Two years ago, I had a particularly difficult few months, in which I lost four family members in the span of three months, some very unexpectedly. about a month and a half later, patd released doab, and impossible year in particular was somewhat of a respite, and i listened to it constantly for a while. 

Grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say?

sillier answer - it’d be great to get a letter from my crush saying he’s madly in love with me.

more serious answer - from someone dead, idk my aunt or one of my grandparents, just idk telling me things are going to be okay, that they’re proud of me, giving me advice? just anything really, just to hear from them. if it has to be someone living, then i guess from my ex, saying that everything that happened is okay, that he forgives me. i was young and still having a lot of trouble dealing with some of my issues, and it affected our relationship in negative ways, and being older and wiser now, i know that a lot of it wasnt healthy or fair, and it would be nice to know that its okay, no hard feelings. 

Lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?

BUCKLE YOUR SEATBELTS, ITS STORY TIME. I’ve got two different stories and one is more funny embarrassing kind of worst and the other is like shit show kind of worst.

Story #1. It’s sophomore year of college, Halloween, and I have a 9am flight back home in the morning, but my friend convinces me to go to the frats with her anyway, and we proceed to get shitfaced, and it should be known that I’m banned from using my phone when drunk because I have an embarrassing tendency to text anyone I can manage to open a conversation with “omg you’re so hot”. Except on this particular night, my friend decided to hook up with one of the frat guys, and me, not wanting to abandon her in a frat house, decided to park my ass in the hallway at like, the opposite end of the hall. But of course, then I’m bored as well as plastered, so I whip out my phone because aha there’s no one to stop me anymore, and I start talking to this guy in my class that I sort of had a thing for. And it’s going pretty well, we’re chatting, and I’m rapidly becoming more incoherent as the alcohol kicks in, and he asks me “how is it possible that you’ve become completely incoherent in such a short time span” to which my answer, i shit you not, was “idkkkk but you’re hottttt” perfectly executed, not a single letter out of place. i dont remember what his answer was because what really stands out is that apparently i also decided to try to send this message to my mother at 3:00 in the morning. which of course prompted her to try to call me at 4am because she got a completely unintelligible text message and obviously she thought i was being kidnapped.

Story #2. when i was in morocco, a bunch of university kids decided to throw a fourth of july party for the american students, and so they rented a house and got lots of beer and liquor and assorted drugs and really whatever they could get their hands on. so we’re partying and having fun, and i decide i want a little bit of a buzz, so my friend and i decide to go try to find some weed to smoke, except what they dont teach you in language classes is how to ask for weed, so we’re trying to mime this to some guys and idk eventually we think we’re all on the same page, so she and i start smoking with them, and we smoke a lot, like seriously, large quantities of weed, and naturally i make out with one of the guys in return for the weed, and this guy that i sort of liked walked in on us, which was kind of awk, and so then i went after him and told him that it should’ve been him i was making out with, could still be him if he wanted (why i thought that was a good idea i’ll never know), anyway, at some point i went upstairs, talked to this other guy who is super awesome, but he’s drinking out of a bowl which is very confusing to my mind so i ask about it and he says its magic soup, and im like holy shit magic soup thats fucking awesome, and he gives it to me to try and im like wtf dude that is not magic soup thats fucking beer, i spend some time talking to people, the whole time i cant seem to decide which language i want to speak like im switching back and forth every other sentence. i go back downstairs and am hanging out (i may have smoked some more, i dont remember?) and then i decide to go upstairs, and someone else also goes upstairs, but at this point the paranoia starts to set in and i decide that the other person is following me, so i fucking run upstairs, crying, and find my sober friend, and cant manage to explain whats wrong so my friend is just kind of like okay how bout some sleep and helps me get settled, except the poor guy has to also take care of our other friend who’s vomiting, but i start sobbing every time im left alone, so its a fucking mess, and then somebody says the police are coming, so we all fucking run for it, except its like 2-3am and our university is closed campus, and the gates are locked until 6am, so we cant go back, so we find a park and decide to sleep there, and which point i’m a royal pain in the ass, and magic soup guy has to give me is button down and backpack so i can sleep comfortably on my bench, and then at 6am we went back to campus, got out stuff, and met the bus for an 8 hour drive to the fucking desert and let me tell you ive never wanted someone to kill me more than i did on that fucking bus ride. and that’s when i found out that it wasn’t weed we’d been smoking at all it was hasish, and long story short don’t ever smoke hashish like its weed because it will fuck you up

Love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.

Once, a long time ago. He used to say there was a difference between loving someone and being in love with someone. I don’t know when I realized I was in love with him though, to be honest. It was such a long dance for us - first I hated him, then we were friends, then we were trading off liking each other while seeing other people. I guess… I guess there were two moments when I knew, kind of related. The first was shortly before we started dating. I wore a claddagh ring, one that I’d gotten in a flea market for like $10, but I never took it off, except when I was swimming. One day, I’d been at his house and we’d gone swimming, and I accidentally left my ring there, and I was freaking out when I realized, He wore it for a few days until he could get it back to me, and we had an in depth conversation about why it was so important to me, and I told him that it was symbolic but the actual physical ring meant nothing, and he told me that when he went to ireland a month later he wanted to get me a new one, so that i’d have one that meant something to me, not just symbolically. it was really touching, the fact that he paid attention to how important it was to me, and he wanted to do something to make it even more special. and to not even expect anything in return, i just remember feeling so special, like i was precious to someone else, irreplaceable, and it was an amazing feeling. the second time was i guess a little less than two months after we started dating, he was playing with the ring and made a comment about one day getting married, and he wouldn’t get me a diamond ring, he’d get me sapphire. it’s such a small thing, but it was… he knew me so well. i dont like diamonds, never really have, they’re too glittery and fancy for my taste, but anyway, idk just being with someone who knew me well enough to know that about me without me ever saying it, or ever really thinking about it, it just, idk, i felt like i was whole, complete. i felt like he was my other half, and it was just a very warm and fuzzy feeling, idk.