#wednesday and joel

[strang3lov3]

WIP Wednesday 🖤

Yeah I posted Romey earlier whatever. Wip Wednesday 2 electric boogaloo. Here’s more of the fic I’ve been chipping away at for a while. It’s done, needs edited and I think I’m gonna scrap a couple things about it, idk when I’ll post. I’m thinking Sunday. It’ll be the usual suspects. Big dick Joel, girthy age gap, sexual frustration. The good shit for freakazoids ONLY

“I want you to fuck me,” you whisper quietly.

Joel scoffs. “Oh, you are workin’ my last fuckin’ nerve. I already told you, sweetheart. You come on my fingers or you don’t come at all. Choice is yours.” Joel continues circling your clit, but you still fight him.

“But I need you to fuck me,” you repeat, begging, balling your hands into tight fists as you stave off release. “I just - I told you already, but you’re not - you’re not fucking listening to me, Joel. I need—”

“Hey - adjust the fuckin’ attitude. I already told you no, sweet pea. And I don’t have to listen to you. You listen to me,” he grits, his tone biting. “Get that through your skull. M’sick of repeating myself.”

“Why?” you complain. “Why won’t you do it?”

“Because,” he explains, “You can’t handle it, kid. I know you can’t. And it’s wrong. I shouldn’t even be doin’ this to you.”

♡ ♡ ♡

TAGGING YOU WITH A PRESSURE WASHER @cum-a-calla @beefrobeefcal 💦💦💦💦💦

Gentle, soft, barely-there pressure tags to @magpiepills @gutsbys @covetyou @mssalo @amanitacowboy

[shirks-all-responsibilities]

Me: What would happen if I slowed *that moment* down...

Me: 👀👀👀 And um...what if I, um, looped it?

🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 I...am having THOTS...and thinking about...SITUATIONS...and I... 😵‍💫

Pedro Pascal as Joel Miller in The Last of Us, HBO (Episode 9)

[luvsreggie]

dare I say jegulus variant

[daryltwdixon]

WIPS WEDNESDAY

I thought we'd try something new! here are some smutty upcoming fics (because I was ravenous today, okay? okay.)

I'd love to hear what you are looking forward to reading the most!

These are not requests, these are my own ideas / one shots.

inspired by a fellow writer @gutsby who did a similar post recently. all my love to them!

posted!

posted!

[joelmillerisapunk]

WIP Wednesdayyyy

here we are again?! i am doing like everyone else and giving you a little list 'cause its a messssss in these docs and there's a thousand ideas happening at any given moment. tysm @almostfoxglove @toxicanonymity and @kedsandtubesocks for the tags <3 -> dbf! catches you masturbating (COMING SOON ISTG THIS TIME)

-> corrupt police!joel fucks you on the side of the road to get out of a ticket

-> pirate!joel

-> neighbor!dave york

-> Sleazy!Clint fucks his video store employee to a porn tape

-> bounty hunter!joel

-> a dbf/fuckbuddy!joel based off the song bad habits by delaneyjane

-> home depot!joel

-> dbf!javier pena

-> Coffee hoe joel trading his body for coffee

-> a late valentines fic that's done but idk if ill post it lol

(sorry if you were tagged) npt: @myownwholewildworld @milla-frenchy @aurorawritestoescape @evolnoomym @jazzy96scorpio @savedyounine @cxrsed-angel @ovaryacted @almostempty @slimybeth69 @gothcsz @mandaloriankait @probablyreadinsmut @baronessvonglitter @yxtkiwiyxt @sunshinehaze1 @sunshineispunk @604to647 @arcanefox207 @tateypots @mrs-hardy-hunnam-butler-pascal @syd-djarin @greenwitchfromthewoods @sizzlingcloudmentality

[milla-frenchy]

wip wednesday thursday

Thank you for the tag @sawymredfox @thundermartini @mermaidgirl30 @joelmillerisapunk @schnarfer @toxicanonymity @ace-turned-confused @itwasntimethatdidit40 @604to647 @aurorawritestoescape @evolnoomym ❤️🙏

Same fic as last week 🙏

The more he read the script, the more he realized that you only wrote moments that really had happened. 

The story, background, was slightly different, probably so that no one could make a connection to the two of you. But the moments were real, and it made him dizzy.

You wrote that dance in your small apartment, your first for both of you, that you rented after the graduation. You worked as a waitress and Joel was a barista, and you two went to as many castings as you could in Austin, dreaming every day about being actors.

That night you put on some music and you danced. He kissed your hand and looked at you, smiling. He felt warm. He loved you so much that his heart was aching. He made you spin and you laughed, and it was like a spring breeze in the apartment, filling his lungs with fresh air. When you stopped twirling you brushed his hair and then kissed him. 

The writing was pure and vivid and as he was reading your point of view he felt like his ribcage was suddenly too small to contain his heartbeats.

fic's here 🙏

npt: @arcanefox207 @magpiepills @corazondebeskar-reads @iamasaddie @iknowisoundcrazy

@baronessvonglitter @grav3yardbb92 and whoever wants to ❤️🙏

[aurorawritestoescape]

Last Wip Whatever of 2024

Happy holidays, lovelies, and Happy New Year’s Eve🥳🥂 last couple of weeks have felt like a lot and I’ve been writing but veryyyyy slowly and not what I’ve been planning to write at all. Why? Bc of the photos🫠 Pedro’s holiday pics and videos derailed all my plans so I’m working on an angsty vacay one-shot rn. You’re not getting an angsty snippet though, bc why would I do it to you?😅 get a smutty shower scene instead, bbs. If you feel like it, of course🙏

18+ mdni, smut

You’re caged between the shower wall and Joel. He’s naked and wet, radiating sex and desire. Soapy water is running over the curves of your body while he’s washing you, taking his time. His big lathered palms are gliding over your breasts, belly, mound, ass. Your hands are pressed to the expense of his chest as he’s slowly edging you, always happy to play with you like a cat with a mouse. He’s waiting for you to break under his touch, to beg for more. Yet his heart is beating so fast and hard under your palms that it leaves you no doubt that he’s desperate for you just as much as you’re for him. He can’t get enough of you and your heart sings, seeing every sign of it— his blown eyes, the heavy breathing, his hard throbbing cock.

You’re revelling in the caress of Joel’s hands but your body takes over soon enough. Your wet palm slithers down his torso and wraps around his stiff cock. You pump the shaft a few times and guide his tip between your folds.

“Fuck me, Joel.” Your plea is almost swallowed by the sound of the rainfall shower but he hears you.

“Begging me already? So needy.” His eyes are obsidian, he can’t fool you.

“Aren’t you?” you purr, sliding his fat tip up and down over your hardened clit, massaging it, making yourself moan and tremble. The sensation makes Joel grunt and break. Through his teeth he commands, “Turn around.”

Npt❤️ @milla-frenchy @604to647 @toxicanonymity @iamasaddie @sawymredfox @thundermartini @baronessvonglitter @quaritchscupquake @tateypots @itwasntimethatdidit40 @schnarfer @sunshineispunk @evolnoomym @joelmillerisapunk @guiltyasdave @almostfoxglove @kewwrites @corazondebeskar @myownwholewildworld @magpiepills @romanarose @mountainsandmayhem @mermaidgirl30 @bonezone44 while I have you here, let me tell you that I love you all so so much!! Thank you for going through 2024 with me, thank you for your talent and kindness🥹😍 I’m hugging you and sending you my love and lots of good vibes🫂😘💕💕💕💕

[strang3lov3]

WIP Wednesday 👖

“S’not happening, kiddo. Someone has to act like a fuckin’ adult here.”

Joel sighs, shaking his head as you straddle his lap anyway, grinding your wet cunt into his growing bulge. He grips your hips hard in both of his strong, large hands, hard enough to bruise you. And so be it, he thinks. Maybe physical punishment is the discipline you need. Nothing else seems to be getting through to you, anyway.

“Knock it off,” he commands, growling in your ear. “I know you were raised better’n that, goddamn it.”

“I know, Joel,” you whimper, voice catching in your through when your clit brushes against the cool brass button of his jeans. “Please.”

“I said,” Joel whispers, keeping his tone low and controlled as he digs his fingers into your flesh, as if he means to tear it from your bones. “Enough. You quit while you’re ahead. If you come, I will make you fuckin’ regret it.”

Joel reaches for your chin then, and presses his fingers harshly into the hollows of your cheeks. “Do you understand me?” he whispers.

Npt - @gracieheartspedro @honeyedmiller @covetyou @evolnoomym @beardedjoel @joeloverture

[kevinthebull]

They are the same ship, and you can't convince me otherwise.

[evolnoomym]

Wip Wednesday 😈

Thank you for the tag @604to647 🙏🏻

I have snippets from this Wip

A Strangers to friends to lovers Fic with neighbor old man!joel that turns filthy (breeding kink, Daddy & Mommy kink + lactation kink)🥵👀

You arrive at the mall and go through the stores. In a drugstore you note that people are staring at the two of you. You point that out to Joel and he replies “They’re probably staring cuz you are a pretty young woman and I’m…well I’m just an old man.” Moon looks shocked

“What do you mean just an old man, besides you are not that old.”

“I could be your father kiddo,”

“Yeah but you aren’t,” you almost sound disappointed.

Your father never showed any interest in what you say whatsoever but Joel listens.

You sigh “Let’s just go,”

——————————————————————————

“I would want a good life for my baby, a family and parents who love each other. But I dont have anyone who loves me like that, I’m alone.”

“Kiddo ya are not alone,” he hugs you and kisses your forehead. Your tiny frame starts shaking lightly before the telltale signs of crying reach his ears.

“Shh, I got ya babygirl, s’ okay, I got you.”

After that confessional night those thoughts of breeding you intensify. When he spends time with you during one of those cooking nights he tries to not imagine how domestic all of this is. Imagine how you’d live in house, sleep in his bed, wear his shirts, cook his food, suck his dick, ride him and carry his baby. How your tits would swell, fill with milk, how he could suckle on those. It gets harder and harder for him.

Npt: @joelmillerisapunk @aurorawritestoescape @milla-frenchy @tateypots @mrs-hardy-hunnam-butler-pascal @thechaoticcherub @everybodylovedcontractors @pedges-world @guelyury @itwasntimethatdidit40 @imaswellkid @maggiemayhemnj @strang3lov3 @magpiepills @shellshocklove @arcanefox207 @chaotic-mystery @ovaryacted @always-andromeda @penvisions @beefrobeefcal @ozarkthedog @stellamarielu @beardedjoel @almostempty @the-mandawhor1an @sizzlingcloudmentality @guiltyasdave @itsokbbygrl @tightjeansjavi @cavillscurls @pedgito @mountainsandmayhem @mushgloomz @probablyreadinsmut @ace-turned-confused

@lilac-boo look at this 😏

[stellamarielu]

ok ok wip wednesday is here

i don’t usually do this but @letsgobarbs tagged me and i thought it would be fun so here we are

your girl is writing sequels this week, i’ve got a part 2 for talk too much AND blurred lines in the works. so without further ado here’s a little smutty dbf!joel snippet for ya

“This is such a bad fuckin’ idea.” He avoided your lips and ducked his head into your neck, his whisper landing right below your ear. 

“I don’t care.” The words were a rushed hum as your fingers found the nape of his neck.

“Please.”

That word had Joel spiraling. God hearing you beg for him like that, he needed to hear it again. Wanted to hear it fall from your lips over and over again while he had you sitting on his cock.

“You said you think about me when you touch yourself.” Joel’s voice was a hum against your skin as his lips finally made contact with your neck.

He was placing a long drawn out kiss right beneath your jaw before pulling away just enough for another set of words to make their way from his mouth.  

“Tell me what you think about.” His breathless whisper on your body made you dizzy, sending your fingertips clutching into this hair– desperate to find something to tether you back to earth. 

“I think about the way it’d feel- when you touch me.” Another pitiful whine. 

“Touch you where?” His words were barely audible as he continued placing warm, gentle kisses down the side of your neck. 

“Joel…”

“C’mon sweetheart, you were so brave tellin’ me what you wanted last night. Don’t get all shy on me now.” His voice was low and rough– intoxicating. 

“I think about your fingers in me. How they’re so much bigger than mine. How good they’d feel filling me up.” 

You were reaching for one of his hands as you spoke, holding it in front of you and tracing his palm before pressing your hand flat against his. You were mesmerized by how big and rough his hands were compared to yours, your palms melting into one another.

Then he was intertwining your fingers together and using the hold to pull you into him, your bodies flushed together. A groan left his mouth sending a sweet vibration into your skin.

"There she is." He was murmuring into the crook of your neck, his hands finding your waist and gripping tight.

i’m not tagging anyone specific but if you see this and want to post your own wip PLEASE do and PLEASE tag me. bonus points if it’s about declan o’hara because we need more fics for that man!!

[joelmillerisapunk]

WIP Wednesday

hiiiiii my loves <3 . I hope everyone is having a lovely week. I've been stuck in some kind of creative block but I've been chipping away at a clint fic and a police!joel fic both are a complete power imbalance cause I need some sleazy older man to fuck me into oblivion.

tysm for the tags my sweet loves <3 @evolnoomym @mushgloomz @sawymredfox @kedsandtubesocks @mountainsandmayhem @whocaresstillthelouvre

Clint x reader fuck to a porn tape

“Fuck,” he rasps. “You wanna try it?”

Your breath stutters. “What?”

His teeth scrape over your jaw, fingers curling tighter around your wrists as his other hand slides beneath your waistband, fingers dipping into your slick heat. “The way he’s got her. Bent over that couch, takin’ it like a good girl.” He drags his fingers through your wetness, teasing, torturing. “Bet you’d look real pretty like that.”

A shiver runs through you, half defiance, half raw, burning need. “And if I say no?”

Clint chuckles, a dark, knowing sound as he draws his fingers out of you, lifting them to his lips to suck them clean, eyes locked on yours the entire time. “Then I’ll just have to fuck you right here, just like this.” His hips press harder, the thick length of him straining against his jeans. “Either way, you’re gettin’ wrecked, sweetheart.”

Police!Joel x reader

“Now, I can’t exactly be sure you ain’t hidin’ anything under all this.” He pulled the baton back and let the tip drag up the back of your thigh, lazy, teasing. “So why don’t you make my job easier, huh? Let’s get that skirt off.”

Your stomach twisted. "What?”

Now, don't be shy," he drawled. "Acting like I ain't seen better."

Your pulse pounded. You should tell him to fuck off. You should be angry, indignant, but your fingers trembled as they curled around the hem of your skirt.

Joel hummed approvingly as you lifted it, pulling the fabric up and over your hips. The second the material slipped from your fingers, his baton was there, sliding under the band of your panties.

“There we go,” he murmured, voice thick with something close to satisfaction. He hooked the baton under the elastic, tugging it just enough to make you gasp.

“Well ain’t this a pretty sight.”  

You swallowed hard, heat pooling low in your stomach as Joel leaned in, breath hot against the shell of your ear.

"Now, sugar," he purred. "Tell me… just how much do you want outta this ticket?”

NPT (sorry if you've been tagged): @gothcsz @milla-frenchy @itwasntimethatdidit40 @tateypots @slimybeth69 @probablyreadinsmut

@baronessvonglitter @arcanefox207 @cxrsed-angel @myownwholewildworld @savedyounine

@cuppajoel @aurorawritestoescape @yxtkiwiyxt @iknowisoundcrazy

@sunshinehaze1 @sunshineispunk @toxicanonymity @letsgobarbs

[almostfoxglove]

💔 wip wednesday 💔

tysm for the tags honeys <3 @auteurdelabre @burnthecards @guiltyasdave @sawymredfox @kedsandtubesocks

okay I've got a bunch of irons in the fire, but next up is gonna be the next chapter of SEE YOU AT THREE:

and probably after that, the next part of MORE THAN LETTERS. (don't talk to me abt the fact that I think this might not actually be the last part I cannot face the reality that this series might not be mini-mini. frankie just has so much yearning to do. it isn't my fault. someone save me.)

npt: @jolapeno @iknowisoundcrazy @ovaryacted @ak-vintage @schnarfer

@whocaresstillthelouvre @joelmillerisapunk @baronessvonglitter @quinnnfabrgay-writes @saradika

[slimybeth69]

WIP WEDNESDAY

thanks for the tag @joelmillerisapunk

omfg- I actually have a snippet to give you guys!!! Lo and behold--- HUNGRY MAN- the continuation of GIRL DINNER

No tags or warnings right now but this is going to be another DDDNE/ Darker fic for those of you who would rather not get invested now!

I hope y'all are as excited as I am :)

Joel’s eyes narrow on Tommy’s and he slams the glass bottle of instant coffee down on the counter. “Kinda what? If you’re gonna say somethin’-- fuckin’ say it.” He growls. 

“This is fucked, Joel. Really fucked– how do you expect me to not have questions when you’ve been gone– no note, nothin’ to let us know you were okay. Didn’t even wanna drop by for a lil visit or anything,” Tommy scoffs and takes a step back, giving his brother some space. 

“I didn’t know I was gon’ be gone that long and I couldn’t just ‘drop by’. Got pinned down by a bunch’a infected tryin’ to help that woman–”

“You’ve been with ‘that woman’ for eight months and you don’t even know her name?” Tommy sounds completely flabbergasted.

Has every right to be. 

“She don’t even know her name, Tommy! She’s all kinds of fucked-up– don’t even get me started on all that! Fuckin’ talkin’ to herself all the damn time, been all alone in those woods for just over a decade–”

“How do you know that? The crazy woman told you?” Tommy scoffs and runs both of his hands through his hair, taking a deep breath. 

Joel says nothing as Tommy walks over to the dining room table, pulls out one chair and then pulls out the other and takes a seat, motioning for Joel to come sit down. Begrudgingly, Joel abandons the coffee crystals on the counter and sits down across from his brother. 

“She’s crazy– and she might be lyin’ about a lot… but I believe that she’s been alone out there for at least ten years, Tommy.” Joel rests his elbows on his knees and laces his fingers together. 

Tommy leans back in his chair and brings his ankle up to rest on the opposite knee, “Alright, that’s true, fine. Let’s say all that bullshit you said about the infected is true, too.” Tommy shakes his head from side to side, almost indiscernible as he rolls his eyes, “It does not explain why she’s wearin’ a fuckin’ leash and locked into a fucking shock collar, Joel! That you have the remote duct taped to your fuckin’ palm like a psychopath–”

Joel sits up straight and points his index finger at Tommy, “She was outta control–” he starts, but he gets interrupted. 

“Probably ‘cause you were tryin’ to padlock a shock collar on her!” Tommy almost laughs, but then narrows his eyes at Joel. “Outta control? She’s half the size of you–” 

Joel points to the four fresh scratches down the side of his cheek and his black eye. 

Tommy blinks at him for a moment. “That doesn’t help your case, man. All that tells me is she did not want to come with you… so what do I do now?” Tommy raises one eyebrow and shrugs his shoulders. “Most importantly… what’s she gonna tell Maria?”

NPT and some tags for people who liked girl dinner- @almostempty @gothcsz @pedrospookie @cathynstuff @probablyreadinsmut @lilac-boo @oliveksmoked @bluemusickid @tateypots @evolnoomym

[milla-frenchy]

WIP wednesday

Thanks for the tag, @evolnoomym 🙏

The date part 2 snippet

“Missed me baby?” he asked, while grabbing your ass in his hands, his cock pressed against your crotch, his nose in your neck, before kissing you there. He nibbled your earlobe and your eyes already rolled back.  “Tell me, sweetheart.” “Yes. Yeah, I missed you.” “Mmm… you really liked that cock, uh?”

npt: @aurorawritestoescape @toxicanonymity @iamasaddie @mountainsandmayhem @joelmillerisapunk

@sawymredfox @thundermartini @604to647 @schnarfer @for-a-longlongtime

@mermaidgirl30 @ace-turned-confused @magpiepills @bonezone44 @corazondebeskar

@almostfoxglove

[aurorawritestoescape]

Wip Wednesday

Thank you for the tags, lovelies @milla-frenchy @sawymredfox @thundermartini @myownwholewildworld @strang3lov3 ❤️

I’m still working on my hotel maid fic with Joel.

The next day you were in the hallway, rummaging your cart for the right cleaning detergent, when you saw Joel exiting his room. He was wearing a leather jacket, probably because it was cooler than usual that day, and a pair of dark blue jeans. First, your eyes feasted on the sight of his strong back, straining the shiny leather, and you bit your lip, admiring his broad frame, but then you remembered the photo you’d seen on his nightstand - happy Joel with his little daughter. You hastily averted your eyes from the handsome guest — you’d never be a homewrecker.

The inspo for Joel’s look🤤

And here’s a little taste of my titty-sucking Dieter fic, that I’m planning to post this week🥛Marcus Pike is there too btw😁

While Dieter was gulping down your milk, your sweet noises were driving Marcus mad with lust. He had heard you moan like that only when his cock was ruining your tight pussy. A pang of regret painfully stung his heart and he chided himself for never sucking on your tits. Dieter interrupted your husband’s thoughts.

“Pull him out, man. I know you’re fucking hard. We both are,” Dieter mumbled, after letting your puffy nipple out of his mouth with a pop. Milk immediately trickled down the curve of your breast and Dieter rushed to scoop it up with his tongue before latching onto the source of your creamy nectar again.

The inspo for Dieter😜 it’s posted Perfect Match

Npt💞 @iamasaddie @604to647 @evolnoomym @sunshineispunk @tateypots @itwasntimethatdidit40 @toxicanonymity @joelmillerisapunk @magpiepills @schnarfer @quaritchscupquake @pedges-world @corazondebeskar @kewwrites @romanarose