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1 year ago

Raider Joel and Sweet Pea

Raider Joel And Sweet Pea

@toxicanonymity I NEED this. I neeeeeeeeeed them to make out all hot and heavy!!!!!!


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1 year ago

Catch feelings

Catch Feelings

@toxicanonymity Raider Joel??!!🤣🤣🤣🤣


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1 year ago

Joel hot ass Miller

Joel Hot Ass Miller

I need him😫😫😫😫😫😫


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1 year ago

Joel Miller Coded

Joel Miller Coded

I wanna be his good girl so bad😫😫😫😫😫


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1 year ago

Sweet pea to Raider Joel

Sweet Pea To Raider Joel

@toxicanonymity 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 all of us are sweet pea!!!🌸👅💦💦💦🐱


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1 year ago

Why do the good girls ALWAYS want the bad boys???

Why Do The Good Girls ALWAYS Want The Bad Boys???

@toxicanonymity Raider Joel and Sweet Pea💕💕💕


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1 year ago

Raider Joel Protecting Sweet Pea❣️🐺🌸🐺❣️

Raider Joel Protecting Sweet Pea

@toxicanonymity


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1 year ago

Sweet Pea makes Raider Joel a cake😋🍰💦🌸

Sweet Pea Makes Raider Joel A Cake

@toxicanonymity I would love to see sweet pea make Raider some kinda sweet treat to share, with some hot coffee and sexy times to follow🍰☕️❤️


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1 year ago

Raider Joel coded

Raider Joel Coded

Omg, this is so Raider Joel coded!!!!!! @toxicanonymity

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1 year ago

Sexy, hot, sweet. I need him😫😫😫😫😫

tired

Esquire outtake of raider joel on his back on the thin dirty mattress with a thumb on his forehead. he's wearing the mesh tank top, tight jeans, black boots, and a black leather jacket with a bunch of zippers, and he's spreading his legs for you 🫠

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.


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1 year ago

He’s just so beautiful it’s criminal

Joel hot ass Miller

Joel Hot Ass Miller

I need him😫😫😫😫😫😫


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