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obriengf · 10 months

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6 or 9 or maybe both together because i feel like they bleed into one another a bit.. with Joel maybe? please and thank you a million times. you're a fantastic writer — I adore everything you post.

send me a prompt for some oblivious love blurbs ✩ CLOSED Notes: first of all - thank you my lovely! second, I've gone with 9!

BLINDSIDE

"I can't believe we've come this far." Your words were spoken in a whispered tone, hardly enough to break the night's calm. Specks of light were disappearing under the blanket of clouds and sprinkling rain that hazed the view before you, two bodies sheltered as they sat beside each other. You could feel pearls of rain dripping from the tips of your hair, adding to the already saturated material of your shirt. You hadn't seen water fall from the sky for seven years - your life sheltered until recently, when you volunteered to join an ambitious friend as he journeyed across the Surface to find a girl. A lost love, that wasn't you. You heard a hum as warmth pressed to your side, the boy next to you leaning against your arm as a form of admiring acknowledgement. As your head dropped to his shoulder, you hoped that he couldn't feel the heavy thump of your heart - a juxtaposition to the serenity you selfishly burrowed within. Joel drew a deep breath, his sigh coated in contentedness, "It's crazy. Things have changed so much, everything we knew about the world is just... so non-existent, you know?" Time had been cruel, and it had isolated so many people as the Earth changed into unrecognisable land. Your families were gone, your homes destroyed, and your lives seemingly extinct since before the monsters had taken over. But at least you had Joel; your closest friend, your forever ally, your everything. And now Boy, a companion that was as loyal as they came.

You both jumped slightly as a beep resonated around your quiet space, Mav1s unknowingly reminding you that her power was draining and that she will soon be leaving you all. Her tone was calming, a feature that you were thankful for within the very brief moment you had spent together as you turned to peer at her screen, "Look, sky jellies! They're harmless and quite lovely."

The dying drops of rain brought back light; bright blues and pinks that glowed, flying jellyfish that created a beautiful sight that you were sure you'd only ever see once in your life. You were in awe as wide eyes took in the dancing colours before you looked at Joel, his lips curled high, just as enthralled as you were and possibly even more mesmerised.

Mav1s beeped again; her time was nearly at the end, but instead of trying to continue conserving her power, she used it for one last hoorah. "Joel, Y/N... would you like to hear a song?"

After you both answered with sympathetic affirmations, a familiar tune emitted from Mav1s' speakers - a tune that you had long forgotten, but had also quickly brought back a warmth of memories that settled so easily in your chest. You softly grinned, body slightly swaying, "I love this song."

When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we'll see.

You were humming, nostalgia settling deep within your bones, and Joel could see just how fulfilled you were in that moment of bliss. It was hasty when he stood up; never once second-guessing, hesitance not even a playing card in his deck when he placed himself in front of you with an outstretched hand and lopsided smile that could make you fall to your knees. He cleared his throat, voice confident, "Dance with me."

It was an offer that could not be refused.

You accepted his offer graciously, your palm slipping against his, and he guided you under the stray drops that continued to fall and among the radiant neon gleam of the Jellyfish. They cast purple tones over his cheeks - a lavender haze that brought out the warmth in his eyes and the small golden freckles over his nose that is only recognisable when you're this close. Joel Dawson was many things; awkward, determined, impulsive, and brave, but also incredibly beautiful.

No, I won't be afraid Oh, I won't be afraid Just as long as you stand Stand by me.

You didn't miss the small shake in his hands before they settled slightly above your waist, and you only hoped that he wasn't regretting his choice to bring you out here. It prompted you to be nervous yourself when arms draped over his shoulders and around his neck, but he managed to sink into your embrace with ease. Bodies rocked from side to side and the moment, whether purposeful or not, turned intimate rather quickly.

Baby brown eyes flickered over your face as stray drops of water beaded from his hair, and Joel took a deep breath before his voice filtered out quietly, "I'm really happy you came with me. Even if we did almost die, like, five times already. I don't think I could've done any of this without you."

Your lips lifted, tone just as gentle to prevent breaking the bubble you both found yourselves in, "Joel Dawson. When are you going to learn that I will always be here for you? No matter how stupid your ideas can get sometimes." A chuckle followed your words and the same amusement pulled jovially at his facial features, his nose crinkling and eyes squinting in what would be pure happiness.

"Honestly, sometimes I wonder why you'd risk everything just to follow me 'cross the surface. And don't try to spare my feelings by saying it's just cuz you're my best friend. I get it, I'm not really the sole survivor type." Joel mused, both sets of feet carrying you both in a circular pattern as he released a laugh of his own.

Oh darlin' darlin' stand by me Oh, stand by me

You shook your head, feet stopping, hands sliding down until they rested over the boy's shoulders. With a quirked brow, you looked up at him, "You can't take a hint, can you?"

His head fell to the side in confusion, obliviousness weaving its way into his eyes and the minimal downturn of his mouth. Joel's hands slipped from your body and you instantly missed their warmth as he replied to you, "You know I only function properly when someone’s direct with me."

It was risky. Everything about the past few days with Joel was, but within this bubble, what you were thinking and what you craved was a recipe that when mixed... could potentially end in disaster. Alas, there was something so poetic about the delicacy that surrounded you two right here, right now. So, with tentative movements at first, you stood on the toes of your boots, a palm trailing up the side of his neck and settling on his cheek.

And then you kissed him.

It was short, but sweet. Lips slotting perfectly against the other, and you were so lost in the taste and feel of him that you didn't notice his hands grasping back at your waist. It was slow when you pulled back and your mind needed a second to catch up, but your nose dragged against his and your feet flattened.

"I don't think I can get any more direct than that." You mumbled, eyes finally fluttering open, only to be met with his still pursed lips but a furrow between his brows that you couldn't decipher. You dropped your hands and took a step back, "Joel?"

Oh stand now Stand by me Stand by me...

The abrupt silence was distraction enough from Joel's lack of reaction as you spun to face Mav1s, her power gone, and Boy's head tilting in his own confusion at her lack of liveliness. You needed to step away from your friend as regret bubbled inside of your stomach, provoking the sensation of bile to gather in the pit of your throat before you swallowed it down.

You wandered toward the robot and reached toward the buttons on her front panel, pressing them anxiously as if she'd magically wake back up. It was her, too, lack of response that brought the nausea back and for the first time in seven years, you wished you were held up in your bed back at the bunker. Your thoughts were interrupted as footsteps fell heavy behind you, and Joel gaped as he tried to think of words to say.

"I-I don't get it... is that why you came with me? Because you like me?" His tone was unsure and it shook you to know that the ground couldn't open up and swallow you whole.

"No... yes, not exactly." You sighed when you stood back to full height, turning to face him, however, your eyes remained cast at your shoes. "I needed to know that you'd be okay, Whether you could take care of yourself or not... I couldn't let you leave knowing that I could possibly never see you again. I care about you more than anything else, Joel. I always will."

"I care about you, too." His answer was swift, but carried uncertainty that felt like an arrow to the heart. You were waiting for the dreaded 'but' that would twist the arrow further down until it pushed your heart through your chest. And then it came, and it wasn't so forgiving, "But I came all this way for Aimee, my girlfriend. I love her, you know that..."

And you did, but you thought that after all these years, it would be something that he grew out of. It was selfish to wish that he wasn't in love, that somebody wasn't waiting for him. You didn't mean to grow feelings for the boy, either, but spending so much time with someone in such a limited space does wonders for making a heart grow. Only now, it's sinking, it's fracturing and soon it will be no more.

You willed yourself not to cry. Instead, you breathed sharply, head nodding, and you faced away from him before reaching out to stroke over Boy's head. You cleared your throat, "Well, we better get a good night's sleep then so we can get you to your girl."

"Y/N-" Joel tried, but you cut him off.

"Come on, Boy, let's find somewhere comfy, huh? At least Clyde isn't here to make us keep watch." You made sure to move past Joel without any sort of eye contact, or emotion, or anything as you know that the moment you peer into his sympathetic eyes you will only feel worse about yourself.

As if the guilt would eat you alive.

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gayandfairycore · 11 months

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Finished fics ੈ✩‧₊˚

Authors favourite: 🌷

Smut: 🍓

Fluff: 🌞

Angst: 🌛

Fem reader: ✨

Male reader: 🪽

Fandoms I no longer write for: 🍂

Warning: please check my request terms before requesting as I no longer write for some fandoms, and I no longer write male reader fics, any previous requests you have sent may be slow to release!

Masterlist

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Lockwood and co:

Marmalade and mischievous mornings🌞🌷✨

Thin walls 🍓🌞✨

Titanic:

Jack dawson x reader🌞✨🍓🌷

Bbc Merlin:

Merlin x reader 🍓🌞✨

Morgana x reader 🍓🌞✨

Morgana x Merlins sibling reader pt 1 🌛🌞✨

Pt 2 🌛✨

Just hold me 🌛🌞✨🌷

Teen wolf:

Stiles stilinski:

Movie night 🌞🌛✨

Scott McCall:

Movie night 🌞🌛✨

My babysitters a vampire:

Ethan Morgan x male reader 🌛🌞🪽

Narnia:

Narnia headcanons 🌞🌛🪽

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Xo kitty:

Do you see right through me 🌞🌛🌷✨

Outer banks:

Distraction 🌛✨

The middle:🍂

Axl heck x reader 🌞✨

Love and monsters: 🍂

Joel dawson x reader 🌛🌞✨

Supernatural:🍂

The green necklace 🌛🌞✨

Tfw x reader 🌛🌞✨

Fear street: 🍂

Sacrifice Simon kalivoda x reader 🌛✨

Marauders: 🍂

James potter x reader

Nothing is as clear as the clarity of death 🌛✨

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zegrasdrysdale · 6 months

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all about zegrasdrysdale

my name is malia ! i’m 22 y/o and i use they/she pronouns

i’m a full time college student majoring in english and student-athlete

i am in my senior year of college

i’ve been watching hockey my entire life but didn’t get super into it until november 2022

i was bribed at 10 to like the devils and have never looked back, but now i also really like the ducks and canucks

you can also find me on twitter or on my main tumblr

current WIPs : 9 (9 requests)

j marino (smut) - request

j marino (fluff) - request

j drysdale (fluff, smut, angst) - request

n hischier - request

l hughes - request

j farabee - request

m knies - request

m mctavish - request

e edwards & l. fantilli - request

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favorite teams

nhl teams

new jersey devils

anaheim ducks

vancouver canucks

dallas stars

college teams

university of michigan (umich)

favorite players

new jersey devils

jack hughes

nico hischier

luke hughes

john marino

dawson mercer

timo meier

anaheim ducks

trevor zegras

leo carlsson

mason mctavish

pavel mintyukov

cutter gauthier

dallas stars

wyatt johnston

tyler seguin

vancouver canucks

quinn hughes

columbus blue jackets

adam fantilli

gavin brindley

toronto maple leafs

mitch marner

matthew knies

montreal canadians

cole caufield

juraj slafkovský

philadelphia flyers

travis konecny

morgan frost

joel farabee

jamie drysdale

vegas golden knights

nolan patrick

chicago blackhawks

connor bedard

frank nazar

university of michigan (umich)

mark estapa

ethan edwards

seamus casey

luca fantilli

rutger mcgroarty

jacob truscott

miscellaneous / college players

jimmy snuggerud

will smith

oliver bonk

ryan leonard

fic masterlist

requests are : open

request guidelines !

#nhl imagines #nhl imagine #nhl oneshot #nhl blurb #nhl fanfiction #nhl fic #hockey imagines #hockey imagine #hockey oneshot #hockey blurb #hockey fanfiction #hockey fic #introductory post #all about me

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thatdammchickennugget · 6 months

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REQUESTING GUIDELINES

Currently [ x ] open // [ ] closed

RULES;

✩ I will write character x reader, character x character and character x original character

✩ I especially love au's and I'm up for pretty much anything weird that gives me the ability to go wild and creative, so even if you think your idea might be a little out there, don't be nervous about sending it in

✩ don’t request smut for underage characters, also don't request fics for real life people, I will only write about characters

✩ I usually write from a female reader perspective but will write a gender neutral or male reader if requested

✩ I’m willing to write about characters that aren’t on the list below if I like the request and feel like I know the character well enough

✩ please try to be at least a little bit descriptive, and by that I mean literally everything that's more than just "enzo smut"

✩ unfortunately it can take me a while to get to your requests, but I'll do my best at getting them done as quickly as possible. but if I don't have any ideas for your request at all I might not write it. I'm trying to keep writing a fun thing, so I'm not going to force myself to write something I don't vibe with

✩ if you're unsure about your request and don't want to send it in as an ask because you might want to discuss it first, my dm's are always open for you!

✩ Harry Potter

➵ Marauders Era - Remus Lupin, James Potter, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans, Marlene McKinnon, Mary Macdonald ➵ Golden Trio Era - Lorenzo Berkshire, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Mattheo Riddle, Pansy Parkinson, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger ➵ Hogwarts Legacy Era - Garreth Weasley, Poppy Sweeting

✩ Other Fandoms

➵ Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Grover Underwood, Leo Valdez, Clarisse La Rue, Luke Castellan, Sally Jackson, Connor Stoll ➵ Top Gun Maverick - Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw, Jake “Hangman” Seresin, Robert “Bob” Floyd, Natasha “Phoenix” Tracer ➵ The Summer I Turned Pretty - Steven Conklin, Cam Cameron ➵ Avatar The Last Airbender - Sokka, Katara, Suki, Zuko, Toph ➵ Baldur's Gate 3 - Karlach, Astarion, Shadowheart, Wyll, Gale, Dammon ➵ Julie And The Phantoms - Luke, Alex, Reggie, Julie, Flynn, Willie ➵ Tom Holland Characters - Peter Parker, Todd Hewitt ➵ Dylan O'Brien Characters - Stiles Stilinski, Joel Dawson, Stuart

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harringtonstilinski · 9 months

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requests; open (s.h. & e.m.) / new guidelines

so, i literally just got done with writing always the babysitter. it's bittersweet that my second series is done being written.

my requests are now open until about the beginning of november, where i'll start the proofreading, doing edits and posting of always the babysitter.

the characters that i write for are ;

steve harrington (henderson!reader)

eddie munson (newest addition) [henderson!reader]

stiles stilinski

dave hodgman

stuart twombly

thomas (tmr)

mitch rapp

richie boyle

joel dawson

sam taylor

stuff i won't write ;

unaliving one-self

kidnapping / trafficking

stranger things kids (el, max, lucas, mike, will, and dustin. they will be included in the story if the request is for steve.)

stuff i write if asked ;

a certain character (oc's [emma, and olivia{more background; pre atb}], sibling!reader, smut, fluff, angst, etc)

aged up characters (ex: college!steve & reader, dad!stiles)

au's (soulmate, modern, best friends to lovers, fake dating, break up;back together, secretly dating, enemies to lovers [will try my best for any other au's y'all request])

i do also write stilinski!twins, but those take more time to think about.

rules;

please stay within these newly found guidelines

if you don't see your request within 2-3 days, please let me know which one you sent and i'll do my best to get it out asap. if you don't see it within a week after that, it's because i've gotten busy with my hubbs, kiddos, and the kids i babysit mon-fri from 3pm-5:15pm, est.

reblog, reblog, reblog. i know you've seen this from every other content creator here on tumblr, but it really helps us out. this isn't tiktok where you like something and it shows up in the algorithm.

likes and comments are welcome! i love it when y'all like and comment on a fic i've written.

i am a mama to a 7 & 2 year old, as well as a wife of almost 10 years. please be patient with me. we're also in minor softball season as well.

please have fun!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN AS I AM POSTING ALWAYS THE BABYSITTER. if you still send one in, i will still write and post it for you within 2-3 days after a new chapter has been posted!!

edited to add: anything with an asterisk is just the working title, and is subject to change at any point during the writing process before or even after posting.

#harringtonstilinski #guidelines #requests ; open #stiles stilinski x reader #stuart twombly x reader #dave hodgman x reader #mitch rapp x reader #richie boyle x reader insert #joel dawson x reader #sam taylor x reader #dylan o'brien x reader #joe keery x reader #steve harrington x reader

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joelsdawsons · 2 years

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welcome everyone! as you may know, I've recently moved from my old fic blog to this one. I've left up my old blog as an archive for people to still read my old fics, but now I'll be posting here. hopefully I'll have a new fic up soon to get this blog started, but in the meantime requests are open if anyone has any.

as of right now, here are some characters I will write about in the meantime. these may change over time as I watch and rewatch more things:

alex summers

joel dawson

leonard mccoy

stiles stilinski

jim kirk

tasm!peter parker

ray palmer

nyota uhura

steve harrington

matt murdock

jonathan byers

scott mccall

robin buckley

christopher pike

eddie munson

poe dameron

din djarin

#i was just feeling a little held down by some really old fics #but hopefully y'all like my recent writing <3 #parkertalks

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thelittleboyfromloveactually · 3 years

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Two Shorten the Road

part 1

joel dawson x reader

warnings: cussing? idk, bad writing.....fluff, cuteness, monsters(is this a warning), mentions of death, SPOILERS

word count: 2154

prompt: when your best friend decides to leave your colony to go find the love of his life, you decide to join him on his journey even if you aren’t so happy about where this journey is going

Welp I did it, I took it into my own hands. I am writing a joel dawson series. Because we👏need 👏more👏joel👏fics👏 it’s basically the movie, almost the same script but obviously slightly different…ENJOY! <3

No one in my generation or later had a typical upbringing, I mean some of us did but then the world ended. This type of thing sounds straight out of some apocalyptic movie, but we basically live in one now. Agatha 616, an asteroid heading straight for earth, I know, so original. So we all came together and did what we do best, blow things up. Yup, we blew up teh asteroid, and humanity was saved! We thought. But here’s the thing about rockets, they are made of a bunch of chemical compounds which eventually rained back down on earth. Suddenly there were these Aileen creatures that mutated and started eating us. Ants, lizards, roaches, crocodiles, you name it. Our president was even killed by a giant moth. Ya….not so original now huh? We suddenly need tanks to kill ants, oh man I remember the good old days when a shoe would do just fine. Sometimes even the tanks didn’t work. Eventually the really big ones and our military took each other out and we lost 95% of the human population in a year! Those of us who survived hid, bunkers, caves, panic rooms, all around the world. So for the last seven years I’ve been hiding in an underground bunker. It’s really not as bad as it sounds, and it’s better than getting eaten alive. It’s a great group of people and we all love each other.

“Are you sure they’re asleep?”

“Who?”

“Y/N and joel!”

“Oh ya I’m sure”

“Joel? Y/n?”

“He’s asleep”

Actually we are both awake. Me and my best friend joel have kinda mastered faking being asleep. Our beds are right across from each other so we normally just lie there and make stupid faces at each other. We are the only two single people in our bunker. Nice huh? Joel is my best friend. I met him when I joined the colony. He’s the sweetest. It’s funny cause everyone thinks we should just have sex already because that’s literally all everyone else does. But we are way above that. Anyway, joel is in love with his girlfriend from before the colony, her name is Aimee. With one “I” and two “e”s. He loves to talk about her, he writes her letters. So in reality, I am the only one who is not in love in this bunker. I’ve never had a boyfriend, ever, even before the world ended.

We don’t really get any sleep. The moaning kinda keeps us awake. I got up and out of my bed and headed for the kitchen. I heard Joel’s bed creak and then his footsteps as he followed behind me. Another annoying thing about being down here is that to get to the kitchen from my room, you have to walk though other people’s bedrooms. Oh shit, they are busy, why would they leave their door open. Me and Joel stopped.

“Oh” joel and I said in unison

“Hey Y/N! Hey Joel!” Ava said

“Oh hey Ava” Joel said, we didn’t dare look over to our left.

“Y/N how’s it going?” Tim asked

“T-totally good tim, h-how are you doing” I asked

“Yeah, good” he responded

“I uh we couldn’t sleep” said Joel looking at the ceiling

“Ya we know the feeling” Ava said with a laugh

“Yeah probably not for the…..same reasons” joel said looking straight ahead

“Your guyses door was open, did you…did you know that?” I asked

“Yeah we know” they said

I shook my head and knitted my eyebrows together

“Okay” joel trailed off

Ever since Tim’s parents were eaten by a swarm of termites he and Ava have gotten really close, in every way.

“Okay, goodnight” joel said as we walked

Basically everyone is coupled up down here, a baby was born last winter! Welcome to the apocalypse kid. Ok if we ever get out of this, that would be an awesome story to tell your kids. “Oh ya I was born in an underground bunker doing a monster apocalypse” “yes exactly like World War Z but with bugs bigger than a 5 story building”. I mean come on.

So your probably wonder how the hell we get food, we’ll we have a cow. Gurdy. Gurdy is great. We also have a hunting party that brings back whatever they can from the surface. It’s gotten harder and harder, cause we ran out of bullets. And facing one of those things with a handmade weapon is just as hard as it sounds. It’s very very difficult. I go with them….sometimes. I still get scared. But I’ve been out quite a lot, especially compared to my man joel over here. I’ve been out maybe 30 times, he’s been out…maybe once, or not even. He’s the chef of the bunker. He makes super good Minestrone.

Me and joel like to hang out with Mavis. A robot. Yup. Not much for conversation, her batter is shot. Just like every other mavis I would imagine. When I’m not hunting we hang out with her. But sometimes I just go read. Reading and joel keep me sane. I mean sometimes joel drives me insane but I still love him. I have quite the collection of books too! I’ve got Emma by Jane Austen, a couple random ones that we found, all the hunger games and Harry Potter books, some mysteries that stopped being mysteries after a while, and then of course some smutty romance books for personal entertainment.

Joel likes to say that his thing is target practice. He has never hit the target but ya know, gotta entertain yourself. I think his thing is drawing though, he has this book that he draws in from Aimee. It’s really cool actually. He’s really good.

I sat watching Joel as he tried to hit the target, laughing a little every time he missed. It was cute how hard he tried.

“Shut up” he said shaking his laugh away

I laughed again, but then suddenly the lights started flickering. You could hear screeches and creeks echoing through the bunker. Joel turned to look at me. Worry and determination in his eyes. We both scrambled out of the room and into the kitchen where everyone was preparing.

“Hustle, hustle people we’ve gotta move”

I turned to look at Joel but then realized that he wasn’t next to me. Where did he go? Worry flooded through me. Suddenly the clanking of our weapon started behind me.

“Hey guys!” Joel said as he rammed into the railing, I shook my head. “Guys! I’ve got the weapons” he smiled at me

A few people walked over to him taking them out of his hands

“Stay” said Tim

“W-what?” Joel asked looking around in confusion

Everyone was talking and barking orders “grab what you need and let’s go! Y/N you coming?”

My eyes shot open “yes! Yup!” I jumped up and grabbed the bow and arrow from Joel.

“W-what's happening?” He asked innocently “what’s going on?”

“There’s a breach” said Tim

“What do you mean? Like inside the bunker breach?!” He asked

“Yes joel! Now come on!” I told him, patting him on the pack as I followed the others

He followed me and watched the plan get arranged

“Anna, Y/N and I will engage. Anderson and Tom plank him”

“Plank him, ya ok where do you guys need me? You want me to uh come through the rear or..?” Joel asked eagerly

“I don’t think your going to pass this joel” I told him

“Pass what? You guys need help, let me help” said clutching his crossbow

“You gonna make me say it?” said Sam

“Say what?!” God he was so adorably clueless

“You can’t handle it joel, your shook” said Sam, we all began getting into positions

“Ya ok, yes so you guys don’t get scared..ever?” He asked still getting ready to fight

“We get scared, we all get scared joel, but you get really scared” said Sam

“They are trying to make you feel bad joel” I said sweetly, trying to calm him down

“We love you joel”

“But your a liability”

“Ok why did that speech feel so rehearsed? And what about Y/N? She’s like…ya know?” He said bobbing his head

“Joel-“ suddenly the bunker shook and the lights flicked again

“Ok 30 meters out! Let’s move!” And we were off

Leaving joel and some others behind. You could hear the growling of whatever we were up against

I followed the others and listened carefully. I was freaking shaking. Don’t ask how I got sucked into becoming one the the hunters. Kinda just happened and I was just-

“OH SHIT!” I heard someone yell, it was too dark to see. Someone was gone, that thing took them. I couldn’t even see it. Oh fuck my life. Everyone began scattering, running away from the monster. I stopped running to take a breath, when I realized I was alone. Nicely done Y/N. The lights kept flickering. I heard something blow up in the distance.

“Conned? Conner?” I heard a whisper, one I knew all too well. Shit, joel. I ran toward the sound, and had no idea I was also running toward certain death. I stopped running. There it was, that thing. I’d never seen this before. I didn’t recognize it. I stayed silent, not moving at all. It slowly crawled over a shower curtain. Oh fuck. He was going toward joel! I quickly grabbed my bow and arrow and shot it. Right though the face. Next to its….eye I guess you could call it. Joel stood there, frozen.

I slowly walked over to him “Joel, hey are you ok?” I asked as I slipped my hand into his. He was trembling. Tears ran down his cheeks. He has a bad freezing problem, so I've been helping him work on it.

About an hour later I sat with Joel, still holding his hand as he stared out into space. We could hear everyone talking. How could this have happened?

“It ripped through steal”

“Anderson and I resealed the Breach point, nothings getting in that way again”

“But why did it happen?”

I tried to toon it out, and I hoped Joel did too.

“Joel, do you wanna talk about it?” I asked squeezing his hand, he looked so sad, which just crushed me

He shook his head

“Ok….” I nodded, I leaned into hug him but was interrupted by his voice

“How far away is Aimee's colony?” He asked

I pulled back, looking at him confused. The talking stopped and everyone look at him

“What?” Tim asked

“Aimee’s colony, how far away is it?” He repeated

“About 85 miles” he said as he furrowed his brows

“How long will it take to get there?”

“What do you mean joel?” I asked leaning closer to him

“Just humor me, how long?” He insisted

“7 days” said Tim

“Someone who’s armed and trained would hardly last 50miles, but you…joel” Ava said, I felt bad for him, he really didn’t deserve any of this

“Alright” Tim continued “now I need volunteers”

“I’m gonna go” joel said

No one said anything, they just stared

“It’s an impossible journey joel” said Tim, crossing his arms

Joel stood up, moving around my chair. “No im serious…I love you guys but there’s only one person in this world who ever truly made me happy and she’s only 85 miles away” he said strongly “I’m gonna go see her” I could see his mind was made up

God he was such a romantic, how could you not love this guy? Sure it hurts when your best friend tells you that you didn’t make him truly happy. Especially when you maybe sorta kinda have a crush on him.

He let out a breath “woah, that felt awesome” he said as he walked off to start packing

I stood there for a second processing and thinking, but then suddenly my mouth took over and well….

“I’m coming with you!” I said, he froze “I mean you can’t leave me here with these middle aged people, and your my best friend so” I shrugged

“I’ll come back for you I promise” he walked over to me “I can’t let you put yourself in even more danger” he said grabbing my arms

“I can’t let you put yourself in danger knowing that I could have helped protect you” I said, he stared blankly at me

I smiled “o-ohK…then I guess…” he trailed off

“Cool I’ll go pack” I skipped past him. Was I scared? Hell yes. But like I said, I needed to help joel and protect him in every way I can. And sure I wasn’t so happy that he was returning to his long lost love but if it made him happy then I would live. And anyway, two do shorten the road.

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Drabble - Joel Dawson

Prompt: “where do you think you’re going?”

Pairing: Joel Dawson x F!Reader

author: wittystiles

word count: 1k

Not my best. Not my worst. Happy valentines day! (Request from @theinternetisfulloftrash) Not edited, all mistakes are of my own stupidity.

“and where do you think you're going”

The large, dark cave was silent as those who called it home slept in their respective rooms or nooks, curtains drawn and make-shift doors shut. The only sound you could really make out were the waves outside, and the soft breathing beside you. Feel the rise and fall of a chest beneath your splayed out arm. You shifted a little with your eyes tightly shut and thought of the recent events, mulling over them to try and help you fall asleep.

Since rebuilding what was left of your home after the destruction brought on by outsiders who had tricked their way into everyone's trust, bedtimes had gotten earlier. Couples had grown closer. You, in particular, had grown close to the guy who’d come to meet with one of your (former) friends, Aimee. He’d stuck around while you guys rebuilt, feeling partially guilty for the damage that had been done, regardless of it not being his fault in any capacity.

After you’d all gotten comfortable again, you made it a point to keep finding tasks for him. Getting him better immersed into the group that was standing before he came along. You had figured if you could make him comfortable - make him feel like he belonged with you all - he’d stay.

This was two months ago. It was roughly two weeks into your assimilation plan when he’d cornered you one night, nerves visible in the way his hands fidgeted and his eyes kept scanning rapidly over your face. He’d confronted you about trying to keep him busy. About always finding an excuse as to why he couldn’t pack up and head back out. You were dumbfounded for an answer, stammering a little as your brain worked. You didn’t know how to cover for the fact you just wanted him around. Didn’t want to see him leave.

After a few beats of your heart and no answer, he took charge. Grabbing your shoulder in his large hand to pull you into a kiss. Once you relaxed into it, you knew you’d never let him leave you.

That night he’d moved his things from where he’d been staying near the mouth of the cave to your small bedroom towards the back. You two spent the next morning making it a nice place for the both of you. Finding nice shells along the shore to decorate with, a way to make the bed you slept on bigger, more comfortable. You’d both managed to scavenge another pillow too, one that would be more comfortable than the sweater he’d been using.

And that’s where he stayed, with you. Far longer than he insisted he was planning on staying. He kept swearing he would leave the next day, find his old friend group. See how they were going. And every night he’d crash on your bed with you, mumbling about how he was too tired and would leave the following afternoon. After this charade had continued for a week you concluded he never really had any intentions of going anywhere. He was yours.

And without any reserve, you were his.

That thought made you smile, eyes finally giving up on sleep as they opened. You scanned over Joel’s sleeping face, heart warming at the sight of your boy. You lifted up onto your elbow, carefully dragging your arm off of his chest, hoping he wouldn’t wake. Your own breath hitched when he shifted a little at the loss, rolling onto his side. Giving it a moment, you continued to watch him, all thoughts consumed by how handsome you found your man. And how warm your heart felt to see him so peaceful. You kissed his brow gently, just ghosting your lips against his skin. Waiting to make sure you didn’t wake him.

Once you figured the coast was clear, you pushed yourself up more, finding your way to your knees on the bed, then to your feet. You carefully turned, padding on your tiptoes to the curtain of the small room, gripping it at the top to keep the metal rings from making a sound against the pole it hung from.

“Where do you think you’re going?” You heard Joel’s voice call from behind you, tone deep and thick with sleep. You stopped dead in your tracks, hand held above your head. “Lower your hand, and no one gets hurt.” He drawled. You heard the bed make noise as he shifted on it behind you. You slowly lowered your hand back down to your side, swallowing hard to clear your throat.

“I was just getting some water,” you offered, keeping your back to him. You could hear his heavy footfalls on the dirt ground as he made his way to you. His large hands were soon finding your waist, rubbing over your sides gently. He was warm, pulling you back against his chest while his lips fell to your neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses.

“We have water here,” he mused, voice muffled against your skin. “Thought you were sleeping.”

You tilted your head to the side, allowing him more access. “Mmm, no. Just layin’ there. Couldn’t sleep.”

His hands worked under your shirt, rubbing over your stomach before finding their way to your chest, cupping each breast. You leaned your head back against his shoulder, closing your eyes, thankful you hadn’t managed to get the curtain open. His kiss worked it’s way back up your neck, feathering over your jaw and cheek. “I can help you fall asleep,” his words were punctuated by his right hand leaving your chest, working it’s way into the front of your pants, resting over the underwear you wished in that moment you weren’t wearing. “If you want me to,” he concluded. You turned your face to his then, kissing him deeply as way of permission.

His lips pressed against yours and you could practically taste the smirk he wanted to make, his hand dipping underneath your underwear to explore your folds. “Lets get back to bed.”

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