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summery redraw . the maps app fucked them over </3 maybe stan could use the exercise anyway.

Hal Linden

I have a type🤷🏼‍♀️🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

I need him🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

CNC!Joel x chubby!fem reader? I'd be so happy 🥲

Hello! I'm not currently doing requests for reader body types / appearance, but I hope this works for what you're looking for. master list

Joel Miller CNC (consensual noncon)

Joel x Fem!reader, NSFW 18+ CNC PIV (pre-established consent prior to story), dub-con, unsafe, post-outbreak

You never know when he's going to tenderly make love to you, brutally ravage you, or somewhere in between. You can’t get enough of him regardless, and Joel knows it. When he gets home, you’re sitting on a stool, simmering some broth over the wood stove to go with the jerky tonight. “Hey handsome,” you say without turning away from the wood stove. He doesn’t respond, just takes off his jacket. When you look up at him, he has that dark look in his eyes.

His boots thud as he walks toward you, rolling up his sleeves. The veins on his hands and arms are swollen and he wears even more of a scowl than usual. It must have been a bad day. You swallow and stand up. He looks you up and down and takes a deep breath as you wait, heart racing, fidgeting with a button on your shirt. Then, he walks right into you, and you almost trip on the stool. He pushes you up against the living room wall. His hand wraps around your jaw, and he kisses you forcefully, his tongue invading your mouth while his other hand plunges into your pants.

He grunts in approval when he feels how moist you are, then he takes his fingers from your cunt and puts them in your mouth and you suck while he pins you to the wall with his arousal throbbing into you. He swells harder as you suck his fingers, then he rips your shirt open, sending buttons flying, but you’re used to sewing them back on.

He yanks down your bra and his face dives between your breasts. He uses his big, rough hands to feed himself your tits, devouring them with open-mouth kisses. He grinds his arousal into you, humming "Mmm" into your breasts, with his eyes closed and a pained look on his face.

Then his thick arms wrap around you. It almost feels like an embrace until his strong biceps wrangle you onto the floor. You’re face up on top of an old, thin rug. You say, “The bed would be more-” as you begin to sit up, but he forces you back down on the rug.

He tears your pants and underwear off, then holds you down with one hand on your hip, making it clear you’re not to move. He pulls his pants and boxers down to mid thigh. The sight of his thick, hard cock never fails to send a pang of need right through you, especially with his masculine hand wrapped around it while he readies himself. He forces your legs apart, then aligns himself and plunges all the way into you, no time to adjust. You groan at his girth. He backs out all but the tip then rams into you again. Your eyes prickle, overwhelmed by his length, and your vision gets cloudy as you try to focus on the bounce of his salt and pepper hair.

Meanwhile, he focuses on the bounce of your tits each time he buries himself deep inside you. He leans over you, his denim buttons pressing into your flesh, his dark eyes sending a chill down your spine. Then, he bites and sucks your neck as he pounds you with his cock and his beard scratches your jaw. Soon you feel yourself closing in on your climax.

He fucks you unforgivingly, a primal grunt with each powerful thrust, his pace increasing. The vein in his neck bulges. He growls your name into your neck and it sends you over the edge. You clench around him and moan. You try to kiss him and he won’t let you. He pounds you through your orgasm, then pulls out. He pumps himself twice then his hot creamy seed spills onto your stomach.

His chest rises and falls as he catches his breath. He taps your thigh affectionately and lets you sit up. Then he kisses you tenderly, cupping your cheek in his hand.

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all joel: @ethanhoewke @silkiers @eiviea

Hotness🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

CODE BROKEN Series (COMPLETE)

For 18+ Readers only!

"You broke into my house," Joel says moving his gaze from your eyes back down to your mouth as his wide hand grazes his belt buckle. "Moved my shit around. Least you could do is be polite."You only wanted to pull a silly prank on your neighbor, Joel. Who could have seen it ending up like this?[AU where Joel Miller ends up in Jackson City by himself.]

Part 1: Go your Own Way

Part 2: The House of the Rising Sun

Part 3: Tainted Love

Part 4: I will Survive

Part 5: Total Eclipse of the Heart

Part 6: Epilogue

Sexy, hot, sweet. I need him😫😫😫😫😫

tired

400 words, raider!Joel x f!reader (whose hair can be tugged for this one). Would take place around the time of Close or Gun Hug. On the 1 yr anniversary of Esquire Day, this is opposite energy from Stash House. Just a blurb of kinda horny fluff. An ordinary moment. Shoutout to @milla-frenchy and @javierswhore for your asks today with this pic. Also @secretelephanttattoo bc it's heavy on the jacket and zippers.

Joel is resting on the cot with his legs spread and one knee up. You're sitting at the foot of the old mattress, leaned against the wall. You're waiting to go back to the trailer, but he's tired. "C'mere," he commands gruffly with a soft edge. You crawl between his legs and lay on him. He rests a hand on your back, and the leather of his jacket makes a low squeak as he moves his arm. The fact that his other hand doesn't slide under your dress tells you how tired he is. Instead, he's got the other hand on his head.

You rest your head on his chest and look at the arm of his jacket. It's new--to him. Your best guess would be that he took it off a freshly dead bad guy. It's a little tight on his muscles, but it looks good. You run your hand over his arm. It has zippers. A bunch. You slowly unzip one of them and he doesn't stop you. You unzip the next one a little faster and the satisfying sound leads you to zip it closed then open again.

"Whatcha doin', sweet pea?" He asks tiredly.

"I dunno," you mumble and unzip another one. This one opens to bare skin. You slide your fingers inside, resting your thumb on the outside as the rest of your digits feel his bicep. You squeeze his arm, and it flexes. The size of it makes you tingle. His skin is warm and a little sticky. Maybe he should take it off and just be in his mesh tank top. You squeeze his arm again.

He chuckles and runs a hand over your head. He holds your hair then gently pulls it downward to make you look at him. "Sure are pretty," he mumbles, then lets you go, and you feel his crotch twitch against your lower tummy. You slide your hand under yourself and fondle his belt, slipping the end of it out of his belt loop. “Whatcha up to, baby?”

“It's hurting me,” you claim.

“Mm-hm,” he agrees skeptically, condescendingly. You unbuckle him. He sighs and reaches down. You lift yourself to give him room to slide the belt off. When you let yourself back down, his package is all you feel – hot, hefty, hardening. His hips lift into you and you let out a little sigh.

He yawns, and you suggest, “Maybe you need a nap.”

“Can't sleep here," he mumbles.

You slide your hand into another jacket zipper and ask, "aren't you hot?"

"Stop your fussin'," he warns groggily. But a few minutes later, he agrees, "alright, let's go home."

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and you can HC whether reader would wear his jacket on the way up the hill or not. if so, he'd say it looks good on ya.

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Ty for reading and thanks for your patience with my break from (intentional) writing. sometimes i still have to indulge little thoughts like this. but overall taking a break from trying is really helping me mentally.

Ugh, he is so HOT😫😫😫😫🥵🥵🥵🥵

Joel Miller, doing things pt. 2; spying

Loved this series!!! Fluff, angst, smut. Ugggggggh I need a hot Joel Miller in my life soooooooo baaaaaaad😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

#ihopetheygetmarried cause it’s true love baby!!!!!!

𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒 ╳ SERIES MASTERLIST

Summary: Taking a much needed vacation for the holiday, you aren't aware your cabin has been double-booked until you're face to face with the other guest the night you arrive, left with a big decision to make and the possibility of a month with a man you know nothing about. But, through communication and isolation, you learn that you and him might not be that different after all. Consumed by your shared loneliness, you find company in the unlikeliest of place—a stranger named Joel, in the middle of the woods.

[strangers to friends to lovers, age gap (56/mid 20s), forced proximity, no outbreak]

(Series) Content Warning: a very, very lonely joel miller. copious amounts of lusting, tension, joel is an excellent cook (food, alcohol, ect), hot tubs, impromptu snowball fights, awkward situations, deep talks and tragic backstories (specified within chapter warnings, deeply depraved smut/sexcapades and the inappropriate use of a dining table (also specified within chapter warnings), nicknames of endearment (no use of y/n)

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐗 (** indicates smut)

CHAPTER ONE: Decisions

⤷ December 4th

CHAPTER TWO: Chivalry, Secrets & Hot Tubs (Week One)

⤷ December 11th

CHAPTER THREE: Showers, Stolen Glimpses & Fireplaces (Week Two)**

⤷ December 18th

CHAPTER FOUR: Snowball Fights, Shared Space & Understanding (Week Three)**

⤷ December 23th

CHAPTER FIVE: Christmas (Week Four)**

⤷ December 25th

CHAPTER SIX: Epilogue

⤷ December 30th

moodboard/collage made by joelsgreenflannel

So hot🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

wip wednesday

hello hello hello thank you to my sweet @joelsgreenflannel for the tag! decode part two is starting to come along so here is a snippet of that for all you beautiful people who showed part one so much love <3

smut warning here, for some vaginal fingering, dirty talk and one instance of joel calling reader "kiddo" because...yeah

“He touch you?” His hand slowly glides up the inside of your leg, drifting under the hem of your flowing, yellow skirt. He inches towards your centre, fingers brushing at the crease of your thigh–and you don’t stop him. “He touch you here?”

You let him cup your sex in his palm, gasping as you tilt your hips ever so slightly into his touch. He softly rakes his fingers over the damp gusset of your panties, eliciting the sweetest little whimper from you. Fuck, he’s been dreaming of that sound.

“A-a little,” you stammer breathlessly.

“And?”

He circles your heat over the fabric in wide, coaxing motions, spurred on by the way your lips part and your eyes widen. When he feels fresh pools of wetness soak your underwear at his touch, Joel grins. 

“It wasn’t as good,” you choke out. 

“As good as what, sweetheart?” 

Maybe it’s a little cruel, but his grin widens as you struggle to form the words to respond.

He moves even closer, crowding you into the back of the couch until his lips find your neck. You throw your head back and sigh as his fingers dip below the edge of your panties to properly rub at your clit. 

You’re so fucking wet. 

“As good as when you did it, Joel.”

“Yeah,” he growls, nipping lightly at you earlobe like you were something he could eat. You whine and writhe and grind into his palm and Joel wishes your date could see you now. “‘Cause you know what the real problem here is, kiddo?”

Through short, panted breaths, you tell him, No. 

“He’s just a dumb fuckin’ kid,” Joel says, voice low as he buries two fingers into your warm, dripping hole, “And you know what you need?”

He feels you shake your head, feels your pussy clench around him as he fucks you with his fingers, feels your hands gripping desperately at his shirtfront, clinging to him like you’d fall right through the earth without him there to catch you. He’s never been more certain of anything in his life than when he whispers in your ear, 

“You need a man, don’t you? You need me.” 

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WOO ok bye np tags for @joelscruff @atticrissfinch @pedgito @ezrasbirdie @beardedjoel

@mrsmando @gasolinerainbowpuddles

Kinda wish I did 🎀🎀 vs I don't want to send pictures of myself.

Every Tumblr girl should have an older daddy to please....

Me and who?

Literally couple goals

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Bro I can't stop think about that old man and his twink😭