#tlou joel
marinevhs · a month ago
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What a game ! Thank you Naughty Dog for this masterpiece 🔥
I loved played this game SO much , everything was so well done written, so far no game has given me such sensations and I loved it !
So here’s my small contribution for this amazing game !
Hope you’ll like it guys 🔥
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dahngo · 6 months ago
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some ellies and a joel
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heatherbelart · 21 days ago
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"We're all just one moment away from our most vulnerable selves..." - Pedro Pascal.
Of course Pedro would end up being my first painting of 2022 💕
Painted on Procreate in digital oil paints.
Prints available in my Etsy store, link in bio 💜
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mentally-ill-simp · 5 months ago
Joel: I don't want a kid
Joel with the kid he didn't want:
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finger-me-abby-anderson · 2 months ago
Preference #2: First Date
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It wasn’t really anything too special. She found you a less crowded table in the cafeteria and you ate and chatted for an hour or so. Manny was keeping watch and kept people from sitting at the table with you (much to their dismay). The food (burritos again) wasn’t anything to write home about but the conversation was wonderful. She told you about all sorts of weird stuff she found outside of the FOB and told you stories from when she was younger. You didn’t get to tell too many of your own, but she seemed so happy to be with you that you didn’t care. By the end, you were more than willing to go on a second date, provided she let you talk more next time.
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Some kids had invited her to a puppet show they were putting on and she really didn’t wanna sit alone through the whole thing. So she invited you to sit though it with her. Her logic was “if I have to suffer, you have to too.” Very sweet. But the show ended up being kind of cute. The puppets were shockingly well made considering the lack of supplies the kids had and the plot was a classic ‘knight saves the day’. When the show was over she took you to the bar and listened to you gush about how cute the kids were. She smiled and nodded even though she totally smoked a doobie right before meeting you for the show and had no idea what the hell you were talking about. Hey, if she was gonna sit through a puppet show at her age, she wasn’t gonna do it sober.
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The first time you went out on a “date” with Dina was in the winter. You had gotten a lot of snowfall and she desperately wanted to build a snowman. She had never done it before and recruited you to make sure the snowman was the best it could be. You spent hours rolling snow. Hours. Until you finally had something resembling a body. Not wanting to waste a carrot on something like a snowman, you used an icicle instead. Some stick arms, a ribbon scarf, and a hastily drawn smile on his face and he was finished. Children gathered from far and wide to marvel at their new king. Exhausted and now suffering from Post Traumatic Snow Disorder, you headed back to her place to warm up.
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Another winter date. He claimed you two were “too mature” to play in the snow, so he just made you dinner with his mom. He invited you over to eat and his mom stuck around for a while to embarrass him. Eventually she left, and that’s when the actual date started. The food was pretty good for something made mostly of salt meat. After eating, he proudly proclaimed that he had found the perfect movie to watch with you. Spider-Man. It was Spider-Man. A certified date night classic. You didn’t mind though. It was fun and lighthearted; perfect for Jesse.
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Your first date with Joel was sort of...impromptu. You were supposed to just come over to his house to fix a leak in the roof when he invited you to sit down and have a drink with him. It was some sort of bitter, apple wine he had made in his cellar. It wasn’t the tastiest, but it got you buzzed just fine. The topic of conversation fluttered from this to that and eventually landed on a movie he had watched with Ellie the night before. Dinosaurs and scientists and all that. You ended up staying the night at his place because it was so late when the conversation ended. All in all, a fun night. But not exactly what someone thinks of when they think of first dates.
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jelly-belly-fish · 2 months ago
Glad to know that Glamrock Freddy has joined the “This Child is Mine Now and I’ll Protect Them at All Costs” Club, up there with the likes of Joel Miller, Luther and Kara, Thomas Michael Wachowski, James P. Sullivan, Lee Everett, and so on and so forth.
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kyntasia · 11 months ago
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teacupcollector · a month ago
A Perfect, Unique, And Just You Type Of Love (Ellie x Reader)
Main Masterlist Fluff Dialogue Prompt List
Summary: A beautiful lazy day in the Jackson Settlement turns into an even more beautiful surprise. Kisses and gentle caresses and giggles between two lovers. What more could either of you want?
A/N: two annons requested number 25 and number 9 from my fluff prompt list
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Moving into Ellies little home behind Joels was one of the happiest moments of your life. You got to wake up to her bed-head, dopey, face every morning. The exchange of small kisses with the recipient letting out a playful groan.
Ellie teasing you about your supposed morning breath. Then sometimes on a rare occasion you can see her in her desk chair on your side of the bed sketching you. Whether it was after a night of passion, or a simple night after a drink at the bar. She would hide the sketches of you claiming that “They aren’t done yet!” or “My pictures don’t do you justice!” That leads to your pouty lips which is met with another kiss. This became your norm. You would wake up together, get dressed together, eat, sleep, practically anything together! If someone was looking for either of you they always knew the other wasn’t far away. Ellie developed a new type of affection. She would trace and kiss all your fingers and massage each individual one. Kiss each palm, wrist, and so forth. It gave you a tingly sensation. As a matter a fact she is doing it now.
You lay there eyes closed as you feel her all around you as she straddles you. Her hands tracing up and down your arm. She laces a soft kiss on each eyelid before traveling to your cheek. You let out a hum of pleasure as she places a kiss on your lips. You open your eyes to gaze up at her. “Shhh” She says using her middle and pointer finger closing them. You let out a giggle. “Who knew you could be so soft Ellie...” You say in a happy sigh. You feel her peck your lips again before traveling down your jaw and to your neck. She nips at your neck which causes you to gasp. “Hey!” You open your eyes again and look down at her. You see her chapped lips give you a smirk before her placing her entire hand on your face. “Close your eyes dummy.” She says and you giggle again. “Okay, Okay... Can I peek?” “Fuck no and you better not.” She says giving you another nip but harder then the last. You squeal and giggle. “Okay Ellie what are you doing... Is this some exercise?” “Just enjoy and shut up.” Ellie says with a teasing tone. “That’s not what you said last night!” You say when a smack is heard throughout the small room and a sting in your right thigh. “Ow! Asshole!” You says with a smirk eyes still closed. “That’s not what you said last night!” Ellie says copying you. “Just relax and let yourself enjoy my “softness” as you call it. You sigh and smile. “Okay do what you got to do sugar boo.” You hear Ellie groan. “I swear to god I will smother you with a pillow.” You giggle. “Well if you did I wouldn’t be mad. You make me the happiest I have ever been.” You say as she travels down the left side of your neck. You feel her scoot down your waist to in between your legs as her lips touch the back of your hand. She turns over your left hand and nips the pulse point there. She kisses your palm and turns your hand back over. She kisses your thumb, then your pointer finger, she nips your middle finger which you let out a breathy chuckle. She skips your ring finger and kisses your pinkie finger. “I think you missed one.” You say in a teasing tone when you feel something cool slip onto your finger. You open your eyes and look down. You gasp and sit up looking at it. You look at Ellie in shock. She seems to be avoiding your eyes. “I... I had this whole speech planned out. I was going to be all romantic and shit. Get flowers. Hell maybe one of those stupid teddy bears you like so much...” You can see that she is trembling and her breathing is picking up. “I was going to say that it was love at first sight for me but it wasn’t... Cause I’m an asshole and thought. ‘Why the hell would someone like her want to be with someone like me?’ But you did...” Ellie gets up and starts pacing. “You chose me and I am so lucky... and I knew...  I knew from the end of our first date that I was going to marry you.” She stops and looks at you “This shit was burning a hole in my pocket since the very beginning. I-I wanted to make sure it would be perfect, and unique, and just... Just you...” As Ellie is saying this you cup both your hands to your chest as tears find their way to your eyes. “I am not good with words... You can thank Joel for that but... Oh god I am just spilling shit and you haven’t said anything...” She turns away from you crossing her arms. “It’s okay to say no... I didn’t mean t-” You leap up and embrace her burying your face in her back. “I love you Ellie! Now ask the damn question.” You say with a giggle. “The question? Oh shit! Yeah!” She turns around and looks at you. “Well uh...” She quickly falls to her knees and stumbles on the way down. “Ouch! Shit!” You giggle as a tear rolls down your cheek. “Uh... Will... Will you marry me?” She mutters but coughs. “Fuck! Will you Marry me (Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N)!” She cries out. “Yes!” You cry leaping on her causing her to fall back with a laugh. You both meet each others lips as you kiss. Both yours and now Ellie’s tears mixing together. “God I love you...” Ellie says squeezing you. You lay your head on her shoulder as you lay there on the floor. “What would I do with out you Ellie Williams?” You ask and she smirks. “Crash and burn probably. Now! (Y/N) Williams...” Just her saying that sends shivers down your spine. “Ahh you like that huh? Mrs. Williams?” You giggle and hide your face in her neck. “What are you talking about? I’m the pants in the relationship.” You say in a teasing tone. Your ass is met with another smack. “Hey!” You shout and she burst out laughing. “Hush you... God letting all that out took a lot out of me...” Ellie says and you sit up. “Want a nap?” You ask and she nods. “Only if you are there with me.” She says sitting up. You both stand. You take her hand pulling her gently toward the bed. You both lay down wrapped in each others arms. “I love you...” She murmurs just on the edge of sleep. “I love you too.” You say with a smile kissing her one last time before falling asleep yourself.
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joelmillersgirlfriend · 3 months ago
Summary: After having yet another rough day due to your depression, you found yourself in Seth's bar once again. This time though, Joel Miller tries to cheer you up. After talking for a while, he invites you to come over to his place in hopes of both of you feeling better.
Warnings: Shameless smut, mentions of depression
Word Count: 5700ish
Notes: Hello everyone, I know that it has been quite some time since I last posted an actual story but college is hard. I got some particularly bad news today that really ruined my mood so what better way to cope than writing a story about Joel Miller cheering me up?
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“Rough day?” questioned a voice from beside you, the vocalization deep and gravely. Your wet eyes moved up from the wooden bar beneath your hands, and didn’t stop moving until you made eye contact with the man who had decided to sit next to you. You recognized him, Joel Miller. You had seen him before too, even shared a few words around town about meaningless shit, but this was the first time you had actually had somewhat of a conversation.
Nodding with an ironic laugh, you wiped at the tears staining your face, slightly embarrassed that he had caught you crying in the first place. It was a Tuesday night, and it wasn’t particularly busy in Seth’s bar, so you didn’t anticipate on bumping into anyone that you knew. All you knew though, was that you needed a drink, something stronger than the shit you had at home, in order to distract your thoughts.
“Yeah, I get that. I guess that’s why I’m here too,” Joel said quietly, his eyes shifting away from yours, instead, looking down at his hands. It felt wrong to admit, but it almost made you feel better to know that you weren’t the only miserable person within Jackson. Obviously life was hard within the post-apocalyptic world that you lived in, but some days were exceptionally difficult for you, to the point where you couldn’t even bring yourself to climb out of bed. While you wished that you could get a fucking shrink and complain about all of your problems, life just wasn’t that simple anymore. You had to cope in easier, unhealthy ways, such as drinking.
“At least we can be miserable together,” you tried to joke, tears still shining in your eyes as Joel looked back up at you, a small relieved laugh slipping past his lips. You both sat silently, sipping from the drinks in your hands occasionally as you tried to subdue your thoughts. While you usually felt numb, your head almost foggy to an extent, sitting in Joel’s presence made you feel a bit more content.
“This might be a little out of the blue but,” Joel began suddenly, your eyes once again snapping over to him. Your heart began to pound a bit, almost as if you knew the exact proposition that he was about to make.
“Would you want to go back to my place? Sittin’ around in a bar won’t help either of us,” Joel joked, a small smile drawn on his dark face. Typically, you would’ve said no. This was way out of character for you, and quite frankly, it was out of character for Joel too. While you guys didn’t talk often, you knew a lot about him since he was such a big part of Jackson. You knew that he didn’t go to bars and try to pick up women, mostly because you were usually the one at the bars. Honestly, this was the first time that you had even seen him there after dark.
You needed this. You needed a chance to forget your problems, to finally just enjoy yourself. Regardless, it wasn’t like he was asking to fuck you. He was just inviting you over, as simple as that. What was the worst that could happen?
“Yeah. Okay, yeah, I would love to,” you replied, almost a bit too eagerly. You didn’t want to come off desperate, because you weren’t. It just had been such a long time since you had something this random and exciting happen to you. Undeniably you had many men come on to you, even quite a few were still trying to pursue you, but you never felt any attraction. You never felt like you could relate to them, that you were in a completely different universe than them. With Joel, that was different. For the first time in quite some time, you felt relatable.
Joel didn’t speak in return, only smiled in content as he got up from his seat, sitting down his half drunk beer bottle on the counter as you followed in return. Pulling on your jacket that was hanging on the back of your seat, you turned to him, waiting to follow him out of the bar.
The air was thick and cold as you both stepped out of the bar, your breath fanning out in front of your face as you smiled at Joel, following him back to his place. The walk was comforting, quiet and relaxed, but your thoughts were everything but. Your mind was racing as you thought about what might happen when you got back to his place. Would he try to come onto you, as many other guys did before? Or would perhaps nothing come out of it. What if he was looking at you as more of a friend, someone to talk to about his problems and you were completely misreading the conversation?
Regardless, you were overthinking the situation entirely.
Breathing deeply in order to calm your chaotic thoughts, you looked up at Joel, taking in his appearance. It was dark enough to where you could see his features, but where he wouldn’t notice that you were looking at him. His nose was red from the sharp cold, his hair blowing gently from the wind as he sniffed in order to keep his nose from running. His large stature next to yours made you feel oddly reassured as the two of you continued to walk to his house.
“This is me,” Joel said, walking a little bit in front of you to walk up to his front porch steps. You had walked past his house probably every day since yours was just a bit further up the street, but you had never really noticed that he lived there. It was probably due to the fact that you didn’t notice much anyways, instead, you just tried to get through everyday in one piece. A part of you felt a bit oblivious at times, because you really should have noticed not only that Joel lived right near you, but Joel in general. Walking behind him, you couldn’t really help yourself from eyeing him. He really was a handsome guy, a good guy too from what you heard about him around town. You wondered what brought him to sit next to you tonight, and what brought him to the bar in general.
The both of you walked up onto his porch, the wood creaking beneath your shoes, the porch light being the only source of light to help Joel find the correct key in his chain. Unlocking the door, he opened it and stepped back, letting you walk in first. If you were nervous ten minutes ago, you were practically on edge after actually stepping into his house. It was dark as you stood there, waiting for Joel to shut the front door and turn on the lights, the smell of wood strong throughout the cold house.
“Let me get the heater turned on. You can hang your coat up right here,” Joel said as he flicked on the light next to you, his arms brushing past your shoulder as he moved away from you, the feeling making a chill run through your already freezing body. You removed your coat and hung it on the nearby coat rack, praying that the house would be warm soon, then stood silently in the foyer as he walked to the back of the house, most likely going to warm up the chilly home.
“You can go sit down if you’d like, I’m going to make us some coffee,” Joel shouted from the back of the house, the sound of the heater coming on loud throughout the house. Coffee sounded nice after walking through the cold, and you really did appreciate his generosity.
Walking out of the long entrance to the house, you stepped into the living room after turning the light on, the room neat and tidy. For a man, Joel really did seem to take pride in his home being well-kept. You would take that as a good sign.
You wiped at your slightly runny nose with the back of your hand as you sat down on the old couch he had in the middle of the living room, gazing around the space as you waited for Joel to come back. A clutter of noises could be heard from the kitchen, along with running water, so you knew that it wouldn’t take much longer for him to come back. While you waited, you looked down at the coffee table that was placed near the couch, glancing at the book sitting at the top. The Catcher in the Rye, hm, what an interesting choice. You couldn't really imagine Joel reading a story like that for whatever reason, even though you didn’t know Joel very well.
Grabbing the book, you sifted through the practically ancient pages, the sound of the paper beneath your fingers relaxing as the smell of coffee began to come from the kitchen. Getting lost in the reading, you didn’t hear his footsteps behind you as he walked into the living room with two mugs, the soft sound of glass against wood bringing you out of the reading as he placed the cups on the coffee table. He sat next to you and looked over at the book in your hands before smiling gently.
“That’s Ellie’s. She was tryin’ to get me to read more often,” Joel said fondly, his face full of a lot of expression before falling slightly at his words. Ah yes, Ellie, his daughter. You didn’t really see her very often, but you also heard a lot of fond things about her from the town of Jackson. You assumed from Joel’s reaction to his words that maybe she was the reason he went out to drink tonight.
“Everything alright with her?” you questioned, almost instantly regretting it with the way he nervously glanced away. It felt invasive to see Joel this way, anxious and uncomfortable as he tried to find a way to respond to your words.
“You don’t have to tell me you know? No pressure,” you reassured, to which he looked at you with his dark eyes and nodded with a gruff sound of yes. Trying to move past the awkwardness, you reached past him and grabbed your mug before taking a sip, the warm liquid shaking off the coldness that you had previously felt. Joel mimicked your actions, drinking his coffee with you as you both sat in silence. Maybe you did read too far into his invitation, and that he just wanted to enjoy the comfort of another human being since he and Ellie weren’t getting along very well.
“I lied to her about some messed up shit. She found out and hasn’t spoken to me since,” Joel said suddenly in between sips of his coffee, his words catching you off guard. You honestly didn’t expect him to open up to you so quickly, and you don’t know why exactly he did. The two of you were practically complete strangers, but a part of you had to admit that you liked that he felt that he could trust you.
“I’m sure you did it to protect her. Sometimes all you need is time in order to grow past lies. She’ll eventually come around, I’m sure,” you reassured, his dark eyes looking down at yours again. They held so much emotion behind them, and you only wished you could know what he was thinking. Joel was certainly an interesting character, a quiet and timid guy.
“I hope so,” he said simply, leaving it at that. Regardless, he seemed a little bit more at ease from just talking that little bit about Ellie. You were glad that you could help him, even if it wasn’t much. You didn’t want to pressure him into talking even more seeing how uncomfortable he seemed when you did previously, so you decided to try to change the topic.
“This coffee is really good. Thank you for sharing it with me,” you said genuinely, drawing a grin out of Joel. He nodded gently as he finished drinking his, sitting it back on the coffee table before turning to you. The action caused your heart to pound in your chest, not expecting for the man to give you his full attention. You copied his actions, holding the warm mug in your now warm hands before turning to look at him fully.
“So why did you invite me over here?” you questioned, wanting to get straight to the point, your words taking him by surprise. He looked thoughtful for a second, before answering simply.
“Why did you accept the invitation?” he questioned back, his teasing response causing your face to heat up in nervousness. It was a given that you weren’t going to tell him why you took the invitation, so you quickly came up with an excuse that would seem valid.
“It seemed like both of us needed someone to talk to I guess,” you replied anxiously, curious as to what he was trying to get you to admit. That you found him insanely attractive and admired how attentive he was? Yeah, you didn’t think so. Regardless, it was probably obvious due to how you cut your eyes away from his prodding gaze. It had been quite a long time since you had felt anxious around a man, the feeling almost euphoric in a weird way.
“I've tried to talk to you before tonight you know. You just always seemed preoccupied,” Joel admitted, his words shocking you. You hated that you never really picked up on it before, but preoccupied was the perfect word to describe how you felt usually. Sometimes you were completely lost in thought, whether it was due to your depression or whatever else was going on.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come off like I was ignoring you or something. I just seem to always have a lot on my mind,” you muttered back, hating that you might have been perceived in a negative manner by the man.
“No, it wasn’t anything like that. Do you want to talk about it? The reason why I saw you cryin’ today?” Joel questioned sympathetically, his face drawn into a tight frown as he waited to see how you were going to respond. Should you talk to him about how bad your depression gets? How some days all you want to do is sit silently in your house, or how sometimes you don’t feel real? Part of you felt guilty, because Joel was upset over actual valid reasons, while the only reason you were crying at the bar was because you woke up a bit sadder than usual.
“There isn’t really much to say. Some day's are just harder than others I guess.” Instead of replying, Joel nodded in agreement, the room silent once again, but not in a way where it was uncomfortable.
“What made you want to talk to me tonight?” you asked suddenly, surprising not only Joel, but yourself too. Joel looked thoughtful once again, pondering his thoughts before he sighed and looked across your face.
“Cause I think that you're cute. And it was my first chance to actually say somethin’ meaningful to you,” his eyes hopeful as he spoke, his words making your hands twitch in uneasiness. You opened your mouth to speak, not really sure what you wanted to say before you shut your lips in confusion. He thinks you are cute? God, you were so clueless sometimes, this entire time you had been so infatuated in your sadness that you didn’t even realize Joel had been trying to get to know you.
Joel noticed your hesitation, his face falling at your delay. It took a lot of him to admit his feelings to you, you could tell, so you knew that your reaction was certainly not what he was looking for. “Jesus, I’m sorry. I haven’t done anythin’ like this in quite some time. You could say that I’m a little bit rusty-”
Before the man could even finish, you quickly placed the glass mug on the coffee table before moving across the couch on your knees and grabbing Joel’s rough face with your warm hands, pulling him into you and kissing him. For the first time in weeks, months even, you felt alive as the man's lips sent tremors throughout your body. Your heart was pounding as he wrapped his strong arms around your hips, pulling you into him and kissing you deeply in return, low strangled whines slipping through your mouth.
You were pressed so closely to his chest that you could feel his heartbeat, and God knows that yours was pounding just as fast as you pulled back and looked down at the man below you, Joel’s eyes heavy and eager as he looked up at you. His fingertips trailed across your hips lightly, causing your body to shake over his. Instead of thinking too much about the situation at hand, you leaned back down to kiss his red lips once again, your hands now gripping his shirt tightly in anticipation. The kiss was rough, almost as if your lives both depended on it, a low groan audible from his end. This wasn’t how you expected your night to go, but you did know that nothing had ever felt so right in your life.
Getting a bit too ahead of yourself, you climbed up off of your knees, instead straddling over him as you continued to kiss him passionately, your hands moving from his shirt to his face. He felt warm, safe, and it was as if all of your worries melted away as long as you were in his arms. Unintentionally, you moved your hips slightly into his, subconsciously dry humping the man as you kept kissing him, not thinking about the consequences of your actions. You finally didn’t feel numb, you finally felt something with Joel, and you didn’t want to let this moment slip away from you.
“Hold on now,” Joel suddenly mumbled gently, pushing you back lightly before looking up at you. You were both breathing heavily, and you could feel the growing hardness underneath you as you waited to see what Joel had to say.
“Maybe we should slow down,” Joel suggested, slipping his hand away from your hips and bringing it up to your face, slipping a strand of hair behind your ear. He wanted to stop? You couldn’t help the frustration that flooded your face, mostly because it felt good to feel wanted in a way. Until you weren’t.
“It’s not like I don’t want to do this, it’s just that I don’t want to rush into anythin’,” Joel reassured you after noticing your disappointment. While his words made you feel better, you couldn’t bring yourself to pull away from the man.
“Are you sure that’s what you want?” you questioned lowly, unable to keep your horny mind in check as his eyelids lowered again at your question, his dick becoming even harder underneath your hips. It was sickeningly erotic to feel his erection grow with just your words, and by this point, you were almost too far gone.
“What exactly are you suggestin’?” asked Joel, both of your eyes locked onto the others. He knew exactly what you were suggesting, so there was no point in entertaining the silly question. Instead, you grabbed his hand that was resting lazily on your hip, dragging it up your stomach until it reached your chest. You didn’t stop looking at him as you placed his large palm on one of your breasts, the feeling sending shockwaves throughout your body.
Joel breathed in deeply, closing his eyes quickly as you pulled your hand away from his, letting his own palm squeeze and grope your breast through your shirt. While he continued to do that, you felt yourself moving on his dick once again, the contact making you tip your head back, mouth wide open as you groaned loudly from the feeling. It had been so long since you had sex, even from the last time you had played with yourself. The contact that you had been craving for, well, finally receiving it from such an attractive man was more than you could ever imagine.
You continued to breathe heavily as you ground your hips into Joel’s, the contact of denim on denim addicting as his dick continued to grow against your aching clit. Impatient, you reached down, pulling your shirt off, glancing down to see Joel’s strained face, jaw slack as he watched you undress your top half. Undoing your bra quickly, Joel’s expression as he took in your appearance caused a wave of wetness to rush into your already wet underwear, his jaw clenched tight at the sight of you before him.
“Goddamn,” Joel groaned under his breath as you moved down, kissing down his neck and jaw, giving wet, sticky kisses as you continued to grind into him. The friction wasn’t enough though, and it took everything in you to not drop your pants and ride him on the couch.
“God I need more,” you hissed through clenched teeth, pulling back away from his neck and looking down at him, practically asking if it was okay for you to move even further. Joel nodded tightly, seemingly on the same page as you, and you didn’t waste any time. Sitting up and sliding back away from the breathless man, you urgently unbuttoned your jeans as you both kept watching each other, his eyes scanning your entire body as you undressed yourself.
Moving back over to him, you helped him unbutton his own pants, slipping your hand into his boxers to help pull his dick out, the feeling of your hand around his cock causing him to give out a breathless gasp. The sound was basically music to your impatient little ears, a smirk crossing your lips as you watched the man squeeze his eyes shut, his chest heaving as you played with his dick in your hands. You yanked playfully as you gave him a handjob, an array of cuss words slipping past his lips while you kept squeezing and playing with him.
“Look at me,” you said suddenly, his eyes opening quickly as you smiled down at him, unable to contain yourself. You hadn’t felt like this in so long, energetic, horny, impatient. Joel was bringing out emotions that you thought didn’t exist anymore. You had to thank him somehow, now didn't you?
Moving down closer to his dick, Joel knew exactly what you were about to do, opening his mouth to object, but you didn’t give him a chance to. All at once you swallowed up his cock into your warm mouth, the feeling of the warm object making you roll your eyes into your head. A few whimpers slipped out as you began to bob your head back and forth, the sound of Joel quickly gripping the couch next to him loud. Your eyes flicked up to the arm clenching the fabric, his veins popping out and strained as you moved your sights to Joel’s face.
His eyes were practically closed as he struggled to keep them open, the sight of you sucking him off being too much. Reaching up, you started to gently jerk off the rest of his dick that you couldn’t swallow down, running your tongue along the soft skin under his shaft. You could tell that was too much for him because his hand that was gripping the couch went limp, his body loose as you continued to taste him.
He lazily rolled his hips into your mouth, wanting even more from you, and while you tried to keep up with what he wanted, you soon found out that it wasn’t enough. Lifting his arm, he reached across and grabbed a handful of your hair, holding you in place as he thrust his hips in order to slam his cock further down your throat. You couldn’t help the gag that slipped past your lips as he continued his assault, his pace unrelenting as he finally pulled you off of his dick. You gasped for air, his hand still tangled in your hair as he quickly grabbed you, pulling you into him.
You climbed on top of him once again, this time his dick was sitting in between your folds as you situated yourself, your wetness coating the spit that was soaking his dick already. Before you had a chance to pull yourself together, Joel roughly pulled you in for another kiss, his hand moving from your hair to the back on your neck, cupping it as he slipped his tongue into your mouth, the taste of his salty cum still lingering in your mouth.
Your moans were loud and obscene, but you were thankful for Joel’s mouth on yours to help prevent the entire town from hearing your desperate whimpers. Your pussy folds practically swallowed Joel’s dick as you rubbed up against him, because while you wanted him buried deep inside of you, you knew the longer that you waited, the greater it would feel once he finally did enter you.
Joel pulled away from you, moving down to your breasts, sucking on one roughly as you continued to grind against his hard dick. You were so turned on, and everything about the situation felt fucking primal. It took everything within you not to slip his dick inside of your already aching pussy. You could sense that it was the same for the man below you with how hard one of his hands were gripping your hips as you continued to slide your cunt around his dick, the crescents of his nails digging into your soft skin.
“Is this what you wanted?” Joel interrogated, pulling away from your breasts as he looked up at you, his beard rough against the sensitive skin on your chest.
You shook your head, getting a small frown from Joel at your disagreement towards his question. He slowed his actions as he waited for you to elaborate, but you quickly grabbed his dick underneath you in the meantime before leaning down and pressing your forehead against his.
“This is what I wanted,” you growled back, sheering yourself onto the man’s dick, the large organ stretching you before you finally dropped all your weight on it. You couldn’t help the loud moan that left your mouth, all you could do was pray that nobody asked any questions around town the next day.
You could feel yourself clenching around his dick already as you tried to bounce on it with the balls of your feet, but it was just so big that you couldn’t find the correct pace that you needed. He was twitching inside of you desperately as you slid your hands up under his shirt, his skin hot and sweaty against your palms as you finally found the rapid pace that gave you the perfect amount of pleasure you were searching for.
The old couch was squeaking beneath the two of you, not quite sure if it could handle the abuse that you were both putting it through.
“Fuck, you feel amazin’” Joel praised, his voice strained and raspy as he tried to meet the pace of your bounce on his dick, thrusting his hips up quickly, the tip hitting something deep inside of you. The feeling made you shut your eyes quickly, your breathing becoming fast and broken as you gasped for air, your nails scratching Joel’s chest beneath you. You quickly ripped a hand out from under his shirt and began to play with your clit seeing as how you were getting incredibly close. Joel noticed your actions, sitting up a little bit so he could wrap his lips around one of your nipples and grab your ass with both of his hands, a tight grip around it as he used his own hands to go the pace that he wanted.
He helped you bounce on his dick as he quickly flicked his tongue across your nipple, the sensation taking you by surprise as you arched onto him, his dick continuing to slam into your g spot. Jesus fucking Christ, it was beyond intense to the point where your legs began to tremble as you felt your orgasm approaching quickly, your fingers rubbing erratically against your clit as you prayed for release.
You shut your eyes, squeezing them close as your orgasm finally hit, a loud squeal spilling out of your mouth as your pussy clenched and squeezed around Joel’s dick that was still buried deep inside of you. The feeling must have been too much for Joel as well, because soon after you came, you heard a loud squelch from Joel's dick coming deep inside of you. While it was completely reckless and ridiculous for you to let Joel come in you, the feeling of his hot, wet, sticky semen splashing all over your insides made up for the recklessness.
You laid up against Joel limply, his cock still inside of you, softening as you both breathed heavily, your mind foggy and overworked. Your breaths were erratic and heavy as you tried to calm yourself down, your body heavy as Joel held you close into his chest, your head buried into the crook of his neck.
You weren’t sure how long you laid up with the man still buried within you, but the moment you felt his hands rubbing up your back gently, you realized that you didn’t really want to leave.
As if Satan heard your thoughts himself, you heard the front door opening, you and Joel’s eyes meeting in surprise as he continued to hold you into his chest, flicking his eyes over to the living room entrance. Luckily the couch was facing away from the front door, and with the way you were laying, you wouldn’t be seen over the couch. On top of that, Joel still had the majority of his clothes on, so as long as nobody actually walked deep into the room, they wouldn’t know that the two of you just finished having sex.
“Ellie?” Joel questioned, to which the two of you heard a small ‘yeah?’ in return. Fuck, you couldn’t believe that his daughter got home right when the two of you finished fucking the hell out of each other.
“I ain’t expect you to be home so early,” Joel said in response, his hands still holding your back, but now they were nervously burying themselves into the soft flesh there.
“Don’t worry, I won’t be here long. Just getting something that I left in the bathroom upstairs. I’m staying the night at Dina’s if you need anything,” Ellie replied from the doorway, almost coldly to an extent. It was clear that she didn’t want Joel to ‘need anything,’ she was practically saying that she didn’t want to be bothered.
You felt Joel nod in response, and heard Ellie’s footsteps trail away from the living room. The both of you sat in nervous silence as Joel held you tightly, a small sigh coming from his lips. Man, you really hated that for him. Part of you wondered what he lied about in the first place to piss Ellie off so much.
Ellie came back down the stairs, not even saying a goodbye as she left, the door slamming loudly. Damn, he wasn’t lying when he said she was mad at him.
“Sorry you had to see all of that. She usually doesn’t even come into the house,” Joel said quietly, adjusting uncomfortably below you. You could tell that he was ready to pull out, so you reached down and grabbed your panties to clean the two of you up. Sitting up so he could slip out, you used your panties to catch the remaining seed that was within you, looking over at Joel. You noticed that his thoughts were lost, his mind most likely wondering about everything that had just happened.
“I should probably get going,” you said gently, seeing as how you didn’t want to make the situation any more difficult for him. He looked over at you as you began to dress yourself, a small frown on his face at your actions as he pulled up his own pants, tucking himself back into his boxers.
“Are you sure?” Joel asked, wanting to make sure that you felt comfortable leaving after the evening that the two of you just shared.
“Yeah, I can tell that you need a little bit of time to yourself,” you reassured gently as you finished dressing yourself, slipping your dirty underwear into your pants pocket as you looked down at the man, softly placing your hand on his shoulder.
He looked a bit taken aback at your words, opening his mouth to speak before you once again leaned down, kissing him tenderly for the first time all night. You could feel his lips turn into a smile as he kissed you back, his hands timidly cradling your face as the two of you pulled away from each other.
“I’ll make sure that I say hey to you the next time you talk to me,” you teased, a large grin on your face as he shook his head in amusement.
“You better say more than that,” Joel lectured, standing up with you in order to walk you out. As you reached the front door, he grabbed your jacket from the coat hanger next to you, watching you fondly as you pulled it on. You smiled at him as you were finally ready to leave, your eyes shifting anxiously as you began to ponder what would happen after tonight.
“I have afternoon patrol tomorrow, but if you’re free, I would like to see you when I get back,” Joel suggested, his words immediately reassuring you. God, you hadn’t felt this excited in so long, you could hardly emit the words that you would love to see him tomorrow. Whenever you did however, a large smile filled his face as he nodded at you in understanding.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then,” he said softly, leaning in to give you yet another gentle kiss that immediately made you want to suck him off once more. However, you knew that you couldn’t spend the entire night under the sheets with him, so it would just have to wait until the upcoming day.
After pulling away from the sweet kiss, he reached around to open the front door for you, his eyes watching you as you said goodbye quietly to him before walking down the steps. You were glad that your back was to him, because the sheepish smile that was practically frozen on your face would have been beyond embarrassing for him to see. As you walked closer to your house in the freezing cold, your thoughts were finally calm and quiet.
All you knew now was that you had something to finally look forward to.
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blurazbabe · 2 months ago
Smoking - J.M.
Warning: close call to death, age-gap (28/51), drinking, smoking, self medical care bc of stubbornness, and cursing.
(Idr where I got this gif from so if it's urs lemme know and I'll credit it or take it down if you feel uncomfortable with me using it in this context)
Also this is my first time writing a smut for Joel so take that with what you will.
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“Fucking asshole” the sky was dark and the stars were bright, everything seemed perfect except for everything inside me.  All I could think back to where the memories of earlier today.
"Mm- this ain't right." he said, pulling away from me after a few seconds. "What?" I asked, confused my mind still clouded by my near death experience and kiss. "You're a great girl, but this-" he gestured between us. "can't happen." He said, breathing heavily, looking around us. I pulled my arms from around his body, one falling to my hip and the other coming up to my forehead. I scoffed as I head my forehead for a moment, bringing my hand back to see blood. I wiped it off my face as tears welled in my eyes. "fuck… I'm sorry." I mumbled and turned away from him, picking up my gun and tucking in the back of my jeans, laughing silently, more of a hiccup to keep from crying. "It's nothin' to be sorry about. It's not you its-" I blocked everything out before he couldn't finish the most cliché excuse. "I knew it" I muttered when I got outside of the building reaching horse. "Let's just cut this patrol short. My heart's pounding and my head hurts" I said just loud enough for him to hear, once he reached his. We rode off without another word, after a few minutes my emotions cleared up, alongs with the adrenaline subsided and I could feel my body rival in pain. 
I took another drag as the memory replayed in my mind for the millionth time today. Eventually my cat jumped up on the table next to me, turning in circles for a while before getting comfortable. I gave her a soft rub on her head, her head pushing up and eyes squinting. "Yeah, you're the only one that loves me." I said, half-truthed. Everyone that I loved was dead, my grand-parents, my parents, my siblings and friends all dead, except for Hazel - my cat and some friends that I've made here.
Eventually we got to Jackson riding up to the large wooden doors, Joel signaling them we were alright, and to let us in. Mike and Carter came out and pushed the doors open and closed after we were in. "I got 'em" Joel said motioning to my horse when I got off with a groan. I didn't fight and just gave him the reigns of blossom. I went to walk away but he grabbed my wrist softly before I was able to leave. "If I were younger-" he said, his voice low so others couldn't hear, but I waved my hand as if to tell him to stop talking. "I don't want to hear it, I know what I want, and now I know you don't feel the same." He look down with a sigh before speaking one last time. "you're too young for a man like me, you think you want me." I felt like puking when he said that but I just kept my eyes trained on the mud below my feet, not daring to look up at him. I pulled my arm from his grip with a shug that jolted tears from my eyes. "Yeah, got it." I said, wiping the tears away from my cheeks. 
My throat burned as I swallowed the amber liquor, eyes squeezed shut as I let it settle, setting the bottle back on the counter. I blinked a few times and concentrated on what I was doing. My skin was red and irritated, scratches and road burns covered my shoulder. I grabbed the needle that poking through the side of my cut, pulling it through to the other side and knotting it. I wasn't in a rush or anything to get it done, so I took a break in-between each stitch, drinking for a minute and doing another. "Fuck" I hadn't done this myself since I was outside of Jackson - granted that wasn't that long ago but it had been a good few months. God, how long had it really been? I got here at the end of summer, and it was April now. Holy crap, I had been here eight-ish months. 
I took another drink just for the fact that I could do basic math, reaching back for the needle that dangled on my back. My fingertips were covered in blood and booze as I kept stitching, my vision started to blur towards the last two but I managed through them and polished off the bottle throwing it in the trash next to the toilet. I took some thin cloth and folded it over, wrapping an ace bandage around my shoulder. That hurt more than it used to, was I going soft? I probably was, I mean I like someone for god's sake. If that doesn't spell soft in this world I don't know what does. I groaned as my thoughts shifted on the topic of Joel. 'This ain't right.' rung over and over in my head, the worst part was it was in his voice, not mine. I could have delt with it if it were my own, but his… that was torture. 
It had been a few days since that patrol and Maria gave me a week off. I spent most of the time drinking, reading, and messing around with Hazel while smoking weed on my porch. I could hear footsteps following the side of my house, eventually the "What on earth are you doin'?" Joel's deep voice startled me from my backyard. "Smoking." I said  He look up and back at me. "Aren't you a bit young for that still?" I rolled my eyes, irritated at that sentence. I shed the cigarette and took another drag. "I'm a grown woman Joel, I can smoke as I please. If you're here to tell me that I'm too young to smoke, thanks though the jobs already been done by every other person around here." I spoke harshly, not bothering to look at him as I curled my legs up, pulling my hoodie back up over my shoulder. 
"No, I just came to see if you were alright. You took quite a hit from the runner." His eyes moved between me and the grass. "I'm fine Joel, it's nothing a fist full of Vicodin can't fix." I said stiffly. I ashed it again, taking a long drag, my hands shaking. His mouth opened to say something, but he decided against it. "Can I see?" he said quietly. I put the cigarette out and pushed the shoulder of my hoodie back down, pulling my hair over my other shoulder. He walked up the steps awkwardly, taking his hands out of his pockets. He was careful to unwrap the ace bandage and cloth, his gaze locked on the bright red irritated skin that was surrounded by green and purple. He pressed his fingers lightly around the stitches to feel how hot they were. "I would have taken you to Cheryl's that way you didn't go alone." He said quietly, his thumb stretching over it. 
"I didn't go Cheryl's, I did them a few days ago.'' I sighed and he scoffed. “You are the only woman I know that would rather stitch herself than go get it done by a professional in this world.” I rolled my eyes and shrugged my shoulder from under his hand. “Alright.'' After a few moments of him watching me struggle to put my bandage back on, he took it from my hand with a bit of force. “Just stop it.” he grumbled holding it down and wrapping it snuggly around my shoulder. “That okay?” I rotated it slightly in his grip and nodded. “Thank you” I sighed and he nodded, I drug a hand over my face. 
     "Hi, honey." he mumbled and patted her head with a little scratch as he sat in the chair across from me. "Why are you really here Joel?" I asked looking him straight in the eyes, looking for some answer as to why he was here. I mean he obviously didn't want me so there was no point for him to be here. "Because I know it's not because of my shoulder." I said with a huff, sitting up straight. "Why'd you kiss me?" my head fell back against the chair with a sigh. "Why do you think?" I scoffed, I thought it had made that clear. "Because I like you, dimwit and I wanted you to know that before I died." I mumbled when he didn't answer, just cocking an eyebrow. "Sweetheart, you realize how-" I waved my hand slightly. "Yes, youre 51 and I'm 28. I understand how not okay that is, I felt guilty for so long about it until I realized that it doesn't matter because I was never going to tell you." I said quietly, softening my gaze realizing I probably had a dirty look on my face. 
"I'm just trying to wrap my head 'round this" he said and confusion took over my head, wrap his head around what? There was nothing that should have been misunderstood, it's pretty straight forward. "wrap your head around what, Joel?" He sighed, one if his hands dragging over his face, sitting back. "Why you would have feelings for me, why this developed and-" I sat up for a moment, how could I not like him. "Joel your a wonderful guy, you're smart, kind, you constantly put people before yourself and you work your fucking ass off here to make sure that everyones safe." I paused so my words could sink in for him. "So Joel if your thinking you lead me on, you didn't. I've just never met a genuine nice guy that I didn't end up liking, and that's my problem, not yours." His hand reached out for mine but I brought it back to my other. "I do you like you, that's why I let you do all that damn teasing so it's not just on you sweetheart." 
My heart had never pounded so hard, how he was just able to say that nearly made me laugh. "What the hell are we doing?" I laughed standing up, walking aimlessly around the porch to help ignore my anxiety. "You just told me you liked me too, so what the fuck are we doing?" I'd stood up at this point, walking around the porch some just relieve some of the anxiety on my chest. "
Because at this point I'm just- I'm confused. You know what I want, but it's up to you as to where this goes." I gestured between us. "I want you, I do but I'm not sure if I can have you. I mean how would I explain this Ellie? Or Tommy, what would the town think?" I had never imagined Joel as the type of guy to think about what others thought about him, not that it was a bad thing. 
I took a deep breath and walked over to him, leaning down and pressing my lips to his. Not rough or in a hurry, just a normal kiss. "You can't sit here and tell me, that this is something you would let random people come between." I understood that he was worried about what his family thought and obviously that was a priority but the town? He brought my face up with two fingers under my chin and his thumb on my lip. "God damn you." He paused, looking around and back. "You sure? I mean that you want this?" His voice was soft as he grabbed my hands holding them. "Yeah, since I got here you and Tommy, shit, even Ellie and her friends did the most to make this feel like home." It was the truth, I was trying to be as transparent as possible. I wanted to let him know everything, I'd let him read me like a book. 
"I don't know what else I have to say to convince you that I really like you." He shook his head and sighed. "Nothing." He pulled me forward some, so that I was standing right in front of him. "Are you sure?" I asked sarcastic, that made him crack a smile finally. "Because l'lI say it over and over again like a teenage girl with a school crush, writing it on my notebook, 'Joel miller, the sweetest, smartest hottest-" He'd cut me off my standing up and kissing me, I couldn't help how much I smiled during the kiss. 
He'd pulled away from the kiss, one his arms still holding my waist. He pushed some hair behind my eyes and looked between both of my eyes. "You're gonna be a real thorn in my side aren't you?" He asked and I just shrugged, pressing my lips together. 
"More like a pain in your ass." 
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traceylader · 8 months ago
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If somehow the Lord gave me a second chance at that moment, I would do it all over again.
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marinevhs · a month ago
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I’m starting preparing my next convention in may with some new badges design of The last of us 2 !
So which team are you ? Ellie, Joel or Abby
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spacelatinoluvr · 14 days ago
yall know damn well if it was ellie in abby's shoes shed do the same damn thing... and guess what she did and she did even WORSE. abby spared tommy and ellie... if it were ellie there's no doubt in my mind she wouldn't. stop shitting on abby but kissing up to ellie pls!!! they are the same thats what makes the game to great is how parallel they really are. if ur gonna hate one hate both..(just bc abby killed joel is not a good enough reason for me)
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heatherbelart · 2 months ago
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Digital portrait painted on Procreate earlier this year. Pedro Pascal has become a muse of mine so I’ll be posting plenty more paintings of his lovely face. I particularly wanted to capture how soft and gentle his eyes were in the reference photo. This took roughly 12.5 hours to complete.
Prints available on my Etsy - HeatherbelArt, link in bio.
Reblogs are always appreciated but please don’t repost without permission 😊
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mentally-ill-simp · 3 months ago
I just know when Joel sits down he does the dad groan and when he gets up he slaps his knee and stands
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duckydrawsart · a year ago
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Joel through the years ⌚
Nothing really interesting, I just felt like drawing some overworked portraits lol
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ellieswhoreeee · 4 months ago
I think i like you more than a friend
Author's Note: I'm sorry that i totally disappeared for a while because of school- but I come bearing this short gift. I hope you enjoy ! I also have this angst story that I will be posting soon I promise!
Pairings: Ellie Williams x Fem! reader
Summary: Ellie finally tells you how she feels about you.
warnings: none,,,,,
Ps: your hair = y/h, your eye color = y/e, ect.
Jackson had been quiet all morning, not even any signs of disturbances. Some might say it had been peaceful. But three teenagers decided it wouldn't stay like that. Ellie, Dina and Jesse walked down the dirt road towards the stables; laughing loudly as Jesse and Dina continue to tease Ellie.
“When are you gonna tell her how you feel, huh?” Dina asked Ellie with a playful nudge to her shoulder. This wasn’t the first time that Dina has asked Ellie about her feelings for a particular (y/h) girl who she had feelings for since they were younger.
Dina was Ellie’s best friend, and as a best friend, she is currently torturing her green eyed friend about y/n l/n. Aka you.
Jesse had watched the interaction with a smile on his face. He couldn’t help. Dina is always pestering Ellie about you. He couldn’t stop her nor did he want to, it was funny seeing Ellie so… Shy. So he decided to just watch from the sidelines, but wouldn’t mind jumping in whenever he felt the need to. “Actually, I’d like to know that too.”
Ellie gave herself some space from her two friends who were crowding her personal space with questions. Ellie hated how involved they became when it came to your “situation-ship” with Ellie, as they like to call it. It was like their personal mission to try and set you two up. But Ellie always found a way to stop their ways of trying to set you two up last minute. “Guys, stop. I’m not gonna tell her because a) she doesn’t feel the same way. b) the rejection would fuck me up.”
The three teenagers continued to walk down the road towards the stables, waving to anyone who would say ‘good morning’ or any form of getting that morning. Jackson was a nice community, so respect was automatically given instead of earned.
Dina smirked. Rejection? Please, y/n feels the same way. She’s just waiting for you to make a move first. “Okay, worst case is things are a little awkward and you two would just move on.”
Ellie scoffed and looked around instead of her friends. "There’s no way we could just move on from that. What if she’s grossed out and doesn’t want to be around me anymore? I can’t deal with that type of rejection.” Ellie spoke flatly, looking a bit deflated after saying that. It was one of her many fears. And if it were to come true then it would kill her.
“Ellie-“ Dina was about to contradict Ellie’s response but was then interrupted by Jesse.
“Speaking of he devil.” He pointed towards you. You were carrying a crate of vegetables into the stables. You weren’t aware that your friends were a couple a feet away, only because you had your headphones on. Your walkman had become your best friend during farming rotations. Who knew that taking care of plants was such a hassle. Jesse smirked. “I bet she’s listening to that mixtape that you made just for her.”
Ellie blushed at his words. For Christmas last year, she made you a mixtape of songs that she thought you would like. Luckily you loved it and wouldn’t leave anywhere without it. It was sweet and you just couldn’t stop listening to everything on the cassette. It was especially special because Ellie was the one who made it for you.
“Y/n, i see you brought the veggies for the horses. How sweet of you.” Kori walked up to you, which made you take off one of your earbuds. Kori was a little older than you and she was nice. You two had a playful type of friendship.
You shrugged with a smile. Kori grabbed one of the carrots from your crate with a smile. “Why don’t you help me out then? We can be sweet together.” You suggested with an innocent smile.
Kori’s lip quirked up into a little smirk. Gently she took the crate from you. "Well, I can’t say it doesn't sound tempting. I'll help you out," You hadn't noticed the way she winked at you, but Ellie did.
Ellie watched the interaction very carefully, almost lost in the fact that she indeed had to watch you fall for someone else. This was one of her worst nightmares and it was happening only a few feet away from her. Jesse and Dina thought the same thing in that moment while watching Ellie. Hopeless.
The only thing they could do was help her out in this obvious bind.
“Hey, y/n! Come here, you won’t believe what Ellie just told us about her patrol with Tommy and Joel yesterday!” Jesse called you over from the barn before you could walk into the stables with Kori. You turned to them and gave them a big wave. You told Kori to wait for you, and she listened. She placed the crate on the floor and leaned against the barn doors as she waited for you. You ran towards them, giving them all hugs. Ellie’s lasted the longest.
“Geez, it feels like i haven’t seen you guys in forever! You probably think you’re hot shots since you’re on patrol assignments, huh?” You playfully stated, nudging Ellie with a grin. Ellie didn't noticed but you leaned a little closer into her.
“Not really…” Ellie replied shyly.
Jesse rolled his eyes dramatically. “It’s not our fault that you wanted to pick plants.”
“Hey! I’m growing a watermelon and i won’t share if you’re gonna be an asshole.” And with that little threat he stayed quiet which made the rest of you laugh. “So, what’d you run into?” You asked Ellie curiously.
“She says she and joel dealt with a bloater!” Jesse spoke instead of Ellie, remembering the conversation from earlier. Ellie had told Jesse and Dina what happened on her routes with Joel and Tommy.
“Nope, it’s true. Joel can vouch.” Ellie said with a smile.
You raised your eyebrows at her with a smirk. “What if you two are conspiring together? Both of you get glory and trust of everyone in town?”
Ellie stared at you for a while before she laughed lightly. Her eyes started wandering your face- obviously trying too hard to avoid your lips. “Nah, if we wanted glory then we would’ve made up something like… a stalker with the abilities of a bloater. That’d gain some respect and glory.”
Your eyes trailed down to her lips, before laughing and looking away. “Now that’d be a sight to see.” Dina and Jesse gave each other a look, smirking in the process. Was it finally working? After 2 years of trying?
“Y/n! Get over here! The horses aren’t gonna feed themselves!” Kori had yelled over to you, which made you turn to her. You nodded, and started to walk backwards to stare at your three friends.
“Crap, i gotta go. Bye guys! I’ll see you later Ellie!”
They all waved goodbye while Dina and Jesse couldn’t help but smirk cheekily. Once they knew you were really gone they turned to Ellie. “Oh, y/n please don’t go!” Dina tried to intimidate ellie but it sounded way higher pitched. It was dramatic- which was just like her.
“Come back, i love you!” Jesse followed behind as they leaned into each other to make it more dramatic. “Please don’t run into Kori’s arms! My tattoo is way sexier!”
“Guys!” Ellie whined with bright red face. All they ever did was embarrass her, even when you were around. Luckily you weren't this time.
“You have to make a move on her before Kori throws her claws into y/n’s basket! I mean, who wouldn’t go after y/n? I would do the same-“
Once again Dina’s rambling was interrupted by Jesse. “Dina, we’re trying to set up y/n and Ellie not you and y/n.”
“Right.” Dina caught herself after being called out, trying to forget what she had just said. “Tonight is your perfect opportunity to tell her! Movie night. What was on today’s menu?”
Ellie thought about the title of the movie she picked out today. She borrowed some movies from Joel’s stash and narrowed it down to three movies but she did like one more than the other two. “Uhh… I’m thinking Inferno of Honor. I’m pretty sure she’ll like it.”
“Don’t you have any romance movies? Something to get her in the zone with.” Dina winked with a suggestive smile.
“And this is where i stop listening to you.” Ellie walked ahead of them once again, moving straight into the stables. She looked at the assignment board and sighed. Jesse and Dina followed behind her and laughed when they looked at the board.
“Back to group patrols.” Jesse patted Ellie on the shoulder and moved towards his horses stall.
“You can’t run away from us.” Dina said jokingly, following after Jesse. “Let’s get this over with so you can spend quality time with y/n.”
It was around 7 in the afternoon when Ellie finished up her routes for the evening. She opted to running back home and started to clean around her place before you showed up. That included throwing her dirty laundry basket under bed and sweeping the floor. She spent another 30-45 minutes cleaning and organizing everything perfectly just for you. She set up her Playstation with the movie menu already ready to be played. She had popcorn being made in Joel's kitchen along with some more snacks she knew you would like. Everything was already ready, all that was left was you.
You looked yourself over in your dresser mirror multiple times before you finally decided to leave. Even though you were dressed casually, you couldn't help but try to look a little more pretty just for Ellie. You looked down at your navy canvas sneakers, dark grey jeans and normal shirt. You stepped out of your room and walked into the living room of your shared house. Your roommates- who were sitting on the couch and watching some old dvd-cartoons, stared at you suspiciously.
"And where are you going at this hour?" Jack questioned lightly. He wasn't being a jerk about it which meant he was genuinely interested in where you were going unlike how he usually is.
You smiled. "Movie night at Ellie’s."
Jojo smirked at you which made you turn away from them entirely. "Oooh, movie night at Ellie’s. Will you be spending the night?" They asked cheerily, which made your face red.
Jen laughed at our interaction and slapped Jojo on the arm lightly. "Leave her alone, Jojo. Young love is so cute."
"Shut up! You're the same age as me!" You turned on your heel and left through the door in a slip second. You could hear all your roommates laughing on the way out. After walking in the direction to Ellies place you managed to calm your heart down. In a couple of minutes you were infront of Joel's place. You took a bleep breath and took a second.
You were going to be alone with Ellie. That's all you've been thinking about since yesterday. Even though you two do movie night every week, this time was different. You were going to tell Ellie how you felt. You promised yourself to do it when the time felt right. It felt right today, so nothing was going to stop you from admitting it tonight.
You're sure Ellie feels the same way too. Her body language tells you everything you need to know. You were going to tell her. Tonight. It was going to happen, you promised yourself you would. You took another short breath. Don't pussy out, y/n. You can't.
"Y/n? What're doing there kid'?" A familiar southern accent made you jump at the suddenness. You looked up and noticed Joel on his porch, a cup of coffee and his guitar in hands.
You smiled happily at the older man. "Hey, Joel. Movie night," You explained simply, and scratched the back your neck as you walked closer to him.
Joel nodded slowly, then suddenly chuckled. "She's been, uh... cleaning up quite a bit. Maybe that's the reason why. Movie night, it had slipped my mind that you two also did that."
You laughed lightly. "I'll make sure to tease her about it."
"Y/n?" You looked to your left and found Ellie there looking disheveled. You can tell that it was just from cleaning. You smiled and walked towards her.
"Sorry I'm a little late. Did you have fun cleaning your place for me?"
Ellie looked towards Joel and gave him a look, the then chuckled as he leaned into railing as he watched you two interact. "Shut up and get inside, asshole." She mumbled playfully.
"Yessir," You gave her a curt salute with a laugh, listening to her without any complaint. The door was already opened so you just walked in. While looking around you noticed It was pretty clean compared to how it was last week. You wondered why, but didn't get too far since Ellie walked in and interrupted your thinking with her presence.
You looked at her tv, reading the title of the old sci-fi movie. "Inferior of honor? Did you steal this from Joel's stash?" You asked as you moved towards her bed. You noticed the popcorn sitting perfectly in the middle of her bed.
You decided to take off your shoes, and jumped on the bed. Ellie rolled her eyes with a smile as she watched you. "Yeah please. Ake yourself at home."
You groaned and leaned back into the pillows. "Don't act like you don't know me. Get in here, williams."
"Fine, scooch." With her hands she made a movement for you to move over-which you did. The lights were already off except the lamp on her bedside table. Ellie grabbed the remote and started the movie.
You couldn't focus on the movie, mostly because each time you reached into the popcorn bowl, you and Ellie’s hand touched. The both of you would pull back and didn't say anything. It was an unspoken rule between you and Ellie. If something happened like your hand touched on accident then you two wouldn't say anything and go on your way, and it would continue this way. Even now.
Doubt was starting to fill your brain.
You felt your palms become sweaty but you couldn't focus on that right now. All that you could focus on was how tired you were. Something about being with Ellie made you feel secure. Safe enough to sleep. You felt your eyes close, and let out a small sigh. You relaxed, and your head fell onto Ellie’s shoulder.
Ellie’s breath hitched, and she stayed still. Trying so hard not to make any sudden moves just so she wouldn't wake you. After a couple of minutes she relaxed. She wanted to look at your face but couldn't in this position. "Y/n..?" She whispered but you decided not to answer her. You couldn't, you were so relaxed and tired that you didn't even want to make the effort.
Suddenly you felt Ellie’s hand in yours. She intertwined your fingers gently and leaned closer into you. You could feel your face starting to warm up and your heart was beating like crazy. Your stomach did that weird flip and you couldn't help but grin. Luckily Ellie couldn't see it.
You can hear Ellie swallow and clear her throat lowly. ".... I think I like you more than a friend." She whispered loudly enough for you to hear, she pulled your intertwined hands towards her lips and kissed the back of your hand softly. "Actually, I know I like you more than a friend... I just wish you felt the same."
Something about that sentence made your heart drop. You leaned closer into Ellie’s neck. Her breath hitched once again, so you decided to squeeze her hand. "Ellie, I like you too." You whispered back shyly.
"You were awake this whole time..?"
You pulled back from her neck, feeling yourself become more and more embarrassed about the way you confessed to her. This isn't how you expected things to go. You were looking down at your intertwined hands and couldn't help but stare at ellies slender hands. So pretty.
"I just told you I liked you and that's what you get from this..?"
With her other hand she pulled you closer. "Y/n, look at me." Slowly you moved your eyes up to stare into her green eyes. You loved her freckles. She leaned in, and pecked your cheek- which was pretty close to your lips.
When did she get so bold? You questioned with hot ears.
"Go on a date with me,"
You smiled. "Can't we consider this our date?"
"Nope, I want to do something special for you. Now that you're my girlfriend..."
"Girlfriend? Since when..?" You teased when you noticed how close she leaned in. Her eyes were closed, so you leaned in too. The moment your lips met with hers- it felt like nothing else mattered. It was just you and Ellie. And now you two were legit. As her lips moved against yours you note that Ellie is indeed a good kisser.
Ellies hand moved to your thigh as you two continue to kiss, whi h made you finally realized that this wasn't a dream. You were kissing Ellie. Ellie Williams. Your best friend.
Now your girlfriend.
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thewistlingbadger · a month ago
Joel: *daughter brutality killed, because of the trauma that this caused him this affects every decision that he makes*
Audience: wow what a good guy
Abby: *father gets brutality killed, because of the trauma that this caused her this affects every decision that she makes*
Audience: she's fucking horrible!!! Booooo!!!
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misspearly1 · 14 days ago
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Rough Love
Pairing: Joel Miller x You
WC: 1.1k
18+ NO MINORS 🔞- Continued Warnings Below
Warnings: Smut, unprotected PIV. Rough sex, Degradation, Daddy kink and Spanking. Anal play, Cum play and Cock warming and Use of the word ‘slut’
Notes to readers: I uhh, I can’t provide a reason why or where this came from 😅. It is 1k of smut, no story leading up, I just jumped right into it. Hope you guys enjoy and please read the warnings in case it’s not your taste. Thank you 💜
“Keep yer fucking head in that pillow” Joel barked an order. Holding your head down and spreading your folds, he thrusted his cock deep within your cunt and bottomed out in one swift motion.
Crying from the beautiful stretch, Joel waits a moment and doesn’t move but shudders from your walls fluttering around him. Then he asks “colour?”
“Green” you whined. Like music to Joel’s ears, he lifted his hand and slapped your ass till it was sore before retracting his cock and teasing “that’s what I fucking thought y/n”
Penetrating you again, Joel set a harsh and deep pace. Thrusting himself into you so hard that your head buried deeper into the pillow, essentially muffling your wails of pleasure. That was until he jammed his thumb into your puckered hole.
“That’s it girl, cry for me” he praised after you lifted your head off the pillow to wail from the intrusion. Gripping handfuls of the flesh on your ass to hold you steady, Joel fucked you into the mattress and degraded “you’re a dirty slut, y/n. Aren’t you?”
Barely hearing his question, your breath hitched in your throat as he kept thrusting so deliciously deep inside of you. “Answer me!” he slapped your ass again, leaving a bright red handprint.
“Yes! Oh God, yes.” Frantically nodding your head and panting heavily, Joel’s cock rubbed through your velvety walls blissfully. His words and tone of voice were making you feral, especially when he growled “you’re daddy’s little slut, Y/N”
Arching your back into him provided Joel an even deeper angle, the peak of your orgasm was racing towards you from his dick continuously hitting that sweet spot inside. He slapped your ass once more over your silence and asked “Who’s my little slut?”
“Say it” Removing his thumb and dropping his weight down onto your back, he kept grinding his hips into you while placing one hand above your head. Joel tilted your face to the side and whispered directly into your ear “Tell me what I want to hear”
Bringing your hands up and interlocking your fingers between his own, you held onto Joel tightly over his brutal fucking and cried “I’m your little slut!”
“Good girl.” He praises. Now slipping his other hand round to your front, he began rubbing your clit. The sensation sparkled through your core, making you jerk into him and Joel’s hips stuttered from your walls closing around him.
Knowing that you are close, he doesn’t stop and pushes through the vice like grip. Grunting from the pleasure, he groans into your ear “So fucking tight. You like Daddy’s big cock, huh?”
Moaning a string of ‘yeses’, Joel nearly breaks at trying to keep up with his harsh nature. He knows you like this, to be degraded and to be fucked like a rag doll but he wants to say your name.
Squeezing the edge of the mattress, you know Joel is near as well and when you hear the faint tone of his caring self cracking through, you know that he is ready to release.
“Please!” Arching your back into him, the sounds of your desire squelch around his cock as you beg “Cum inside of me Daddy”
Struggling to thrust through your tight grip around his cock, Joel grumbles and continues to flick over your clit. When the band snaps and your pussy twitches around him over your orgasm, he gasps when finally spilling his seed.
“Y/N” he whimpers. Hips slowing down as he pumps his cum deep inside your pussy, he calls your name as your walls clench around him. Milking him of every last drop, Joel finally breaks and his tone changes “Oh, babygirl”
Burying his head into your neck, you run your fingers through his damp hair, knowing that he worries that it might’ve been too much, you reassure him and whisper “it’s ok Joel. I’m ok baby”
Joel lifts his head to kiss your cheek. Halting his movements but keeping you full of his cock, he presses his sweaty forehead to your temple and steadies his breathing to speak “keep telling me darlin”
Catching his gaze, you maintained his eye contact and smiled at his beautiful, worrisome expression. “I love you” you cooed. Puckering your lips for a kiss, Joel obliged and you mumbled into him “I’m ok - You’re ok baby. It feels good, I promise”
Joel keened at your words, he needed that extra confirmation and began rocking his hips again.
“Fuuuck! You feel good Joel” you moaned from him slowly grinding his cock into you. Joel is always so gentle when making love to you, it takes a lot for him to degrade and fuck you hard. So you keep praising, to let him know that it’s okay. “Baby, keep doing that.”
Joel removed his cock and yanked you around to face him. After spreading your legs and penetrating your cunt again, he kissed your lips and requested “keep talking baby”
“Y-you feel so g-good and s-so big” you babbled. Joel gripped your thighs, fucking your pussy slow and deep, he held onto you and moaned into your mouth over your praise. He needed hear that, to hear your satisfied moans.
The kiss was sloppy, but he also needed to see your face. To see your eyes and feel your lips on his own as his pace began to quicken, your wails of pleasure egged him on to continue. “Joel! Fuck, I’m going to cum”
“Then let go for me baby” holding your face, he looked into your eyes and watched them dilate as another orgasm washed over your body. Shuddering again from the feeling of your tight walls clenching around him, Joel let go too, seconds after.
“Yy/nn.” Rolling his eyes shut, he breathed your name deeply into your mouth and slowly fucked every last drop of his spend inside your cunt for the second time.
“Can we stay like this?” He asked shyly. Wrapping your arms around his neck and nodding your head, Joel gently lifted you off the bed and carefully lay on his back while keeping his cock warm inside of you.
You both lay like that while he rubbed featherlight touches up and down your back with his fingers, until he finally settled the palms of his hands on your ass.
After watching your sleepy body rise and fall on his chest, he closed his eyes and pulled the blankets up over your back. Whispering his love for you in your ear before he finally went to sleep, holding you close all night.
Then, in the morning you gasped awake from his rock solid length, sliding through your walls while he swallowed your whimpers in a kiss.
“G’morning my love” His deep, croaky morning voice sent a new slick of arousal to your pussy and he grinded again, sliding himself deeper.
Then, he mumbled into your mouth “How bout another round darlin?”
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teacupcollector · 4 months ago
A Helping Hand Masterlist
Main Masterlist
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Summary - As a woman who is pregnant you are doing anything if it means survival. Even so you found yourself in the wrong place at the wrong time, or was it the other way around? Now you are in the community of Jackson and you can’t help but attract a certain pair of hazel eyes. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6
Part 7*
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