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PEÑA’S ANATOMY MASTERLIST

pairing: doctor au!javier peña x resident!reader

series rating: Explicit (MINORS DNI)

summary: In this greys anatomy inspired au, Dr. Javier Peña is the head of Neurosurgery in San Antonio, Texas. Reader transfers from her small town hospital only to find that life in a new city provides more challenges that she may have expected—and the biggest challenge of all would be dealing with the hospital’s most notorious playboy.

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two*

Chapter Three*

Chapter Four*

Chapter Five*

Chapter Six*

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine*

Chapter Ten*

(season two)

Chapter Eleven*

Chapter Twelve*

Chapter Thirteen*

Chapter Fourteen*

Chapter Fifteen*

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Finale

Extras

dr. peña!javi inspo #1

dr.peña!javi inspo #2

dr.peña!javi inspo #3

dr.peña!javi inspo #4

dr.peña!javi and lucky inspo #1

dr.peña!javi inspo #5

dr.peña!javi’s halloween costume

javi’s bedroom

lucky’s living room/kitchen

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Idk if you’ve done anything like this before but u should do a solo masturbating joel story where hes watching us through our windows or something 🫣 or maybe a story where he stole our dirty panties and sniffs them while hes jerking off

🥵 Window Treatment (Peeping Tom) \ master list

NSFW 18+ creepy pervert, masturbation, voyeurism, Joel has brief noncon thoughts, no-outbreak AU.

In Austin, it was hot all day then mild at night. To cool off, you always opened a window when you settled in for the evening. You thought nothing of leaving the curtains open since the blinds across the yard were always closed, as far as you knew - You just recently moved in.

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Joel was on his way to bed when the dog next door started barking. He went into Sarah's old room facing the Aldlers old house . He peeked out the blinds and the light from your window caught his eye. You approached the window in underwear and a cropped t-shirt. His jeans tightened at the brief glimpse, but he stepped away, worried you'd see him. He heard the faint sound of your window opening and waited a minute, arousal growing, heart racing in anticipation. He took a few deep breaths and only got more hot and bothered. He palmed himself over his jeans, and after a few seconds, took another look.

God help him, you were face-down on your bed, talking on the phone, ass cheeks blazing in a thong. "Fuuuuuck," he exhaled, hardly believing his luck that you were facing away from the window. His balls ached for release. It had been a few days since he relieved himself.

Joel removed his fingers from the blinds only for a moment to frantically unbuckle his belt and jeans and spit on his hand. He looked again as he wrapped his hand around his hard cock. Your ass jiggled as you kicked your feet. Joel groaned at the sight and swelled even stiffer. He stroked himself desperately, watching you talk on the phone. He couldn’t remember the last time he was so turned on.

He imagined himself busting down your bedroom door, pinning you there on your bed, pulling your panties off and stuffing them in his pocket for later. He wanted nothing more than to be on top of you at that moment, groping your plush ass cheeks, wedging your legs open with his knee, then shoving himself inside you as you futilely squirmed under the strength of his arm on your back.

He stroked himself thinking about what could happen if you caught him watching you right now. He wondered if you might be a horny little slut who’d see a nice hard cock and come right over to suck him off. He dismissed a passing idea to open the blinds and find out.

His cock weeped pre-cum and his breaths were heavy. You hung up the phone, sat up on your knees, then, by the grace of God, you bent over. You stretched into child’s pose, arms reaching, ass wide, a diamond of fabric covering your pussy.

Joel's balls tightened, his ass clenched, and he erupted with a groan, stroking himself gently as cum sprayed onto his white undershirt and gurgled onto his fist.

He could barely sleep that night, despite being tired. All he could think about was your ass.

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MY MAN WON HIS AWARD YK THATS RIGHT, JOEL MILLERS NEVER HURT A FLY 🫣😗

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hear me out: dbf!joel railing u on a bed full of plushies HEKSHDKS <3 maybe ur clutching or biting onto one and he's just cooing at u calling u a good girl HEHE

ok don't mind me popping my mf pussy w this drabble (ALSO YES THIS IS THE DBF!JOEL REQUEST THAT DROVE ME CRAZY YALL)

summary/bg info: coming home from college for winter break and acting on the sexual tension that exists between you and your dad’s best friend, joel--while finding extra comfort in your childhood plushies.

words: ~700

mdni! | requests open but responses not guaranteed.

“God, you’re a fuckin’ shy little thing, aren’t you?”

Your mouth only gaped open around a silent moan as your back arched against your childhood bed. You weren’t sure how it ended up in your hands, but you were clutching your favorite plushie, a brown bear with matted curly fur, as Joel continued his ministrations against your clit. The sight of the waistband of your sleep shorts stretched around his wrist was intoxicating, and so was the way his hand moved from underneath the thin cover of its fabric.

“Joel,” you whined, biting your lip as your hips grinded against his hand.

“Mm, that’s right. Only I know how to take care of this pretty pussy. Go ahead, sweetheart, hug your stuffies. I know you wanna.”

You hummed at that, nodding enthusiastically. Your breathing uneven and frantic from arousal, you lazily gathered the plushies surrounding you in your arms as Joel manhandled you until your ass was in the air and your cheek was pressed against the numerous stuffed toys cradled in your arms.

“Now listen here, baby girl. You’re gonna let me fuck this,” He paused to trail a finger along your seam through the fabric of your shorts, as if to make clear exactly what “this” was referring to, “And all you gotta do is keep making those pretty noises and cuddling your little toys, yeah?”

You whined high in your throat in confirmation as Joel slipped his hands underneath the hem of your shorts to palm your ass. 

“Not good enough,” He tsked, still massaging circles into your plump flesh, “Repeat it back to me.”

You swallowed, a blush creeping up on the apples of your cheeks as you clutch handfuls of stuffies. “You’re gonna… fuck… me—”

“—Fuck what?”

You groaned, turning to bury your face in the pile of stuffed toys beneath you. “My pussy,” You mumbled. You were positive your face was already beet red from embarrassment.

“Didn’t quite catch that,” He teased. You knew fully well he heard you, but indulging him in this manner was only making the heat between your legs grow hungrier, so you complied.

“You’re gonna fuck my pussy,” You said clearly, “And I’m—I’m gonna cuddle my stuffies while you use it.”

Satisfied with your response, Joel tugged your shorts down until you felt cool air hitting your pussy. Not for long, though, because soon the radiating heat of Joel’s cock was taking over as he swept his weeping tip through your folds.

“Gonna put it in now, ‘kay baby girl?” He voiced in that gravelly low rumble, and although he posed it as a question, you were smart enough to recognize it as a warning for the inevitable. Joel didn’t bother properly stretching you out, he wanted it tight so it would swallow him up just the way he wanted.

He slammed into you, ripping a coarse moan from your throat before the pain of the stretch became too much and you bit down on one of the stuffies in order to stave off a scream.

“Aww,” He mocked, “Is it hurting you, sweetheart?”

“So… big,” You managed to get out, eyes droopy and your brain completely mush as he pistoned in and out of your inviting heat, “Too… big…”

“Oh, fuck,” He groaned to himself, “You really are stretched. Fucking ruined you.” His breathing intensified as he lightly traced where you and him met with his fingers, clearly aroused by the contrast between your tight little cunt and the way his huge cock is forcibly stretching it open. His feathery touches combined with his abrupt, punishing thrusts had you pushing your ass back even further against his front, craving the abusive jerking of his hips.

Joel breathed an amused laugh at that. “Actually, it seems like it’s just the right amount of big if it’s got you pushing back for more. You like it painful, huh?”

“F-Fuck, Joel, yeah. Yeah, I love it painful. God, please, fill me up Joel. Your cum, I want it, please.”

Joel faked a wince at your words. “Looks like the innocent little girl’s suddenly got a mouth on her. That happen a lot? Does cock tend to get you dirty mouthed?”

With your cheek pressed into one of your stuffies, you peered up at him from the corner of your eye as you breathed the words, “Just yours.” It was only barely loud enough for him to hear it over the wet sounds of him fucking into your dripping pussy. In fact, you weren't even sure if he had heard you until a hint of a smile crossed his face and he told you in that warm, rumbly rasp, "Mm, I know. Because you're my good girl," with every proceeding thrust reeking of pride.

A/N: may or may not do a permanent taglist? not sure yet, just depends on the demand for it soooo maybe let me know in my asks if you want to be on a *possible* taglist for my fics (i only rlly write joel).

anyway thank you all for the support for this blog and my fics!!! truly love you all, and def don't be afraid to reach out and say hello, i need more mutuals whether you're a writer or not!!

taglist for this fic: @777-wonders , @scarlettstarlettsarletts , @pedrosbabygirl , @deathsholywaterr , @devilmademewriteit

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say it with your hands | joel miller x f!reader

pairing: joel miller x afab!fem!masseuse!reader 

word count: ~5.6k (how did this happen)

rating: 18+ minors dni

summary: post tlou/we are in jackson. ellie convinces joel to see the town masseuse. it goes mostly okay.

warnings etc: smut, awkward!joel, joel being kinda mean to himself, age gap implied, involuntary boners, lots of sexual tension, oral (m receiving), sunshine!reader, pet names (sweetheart, sugar, sweet girl, darlin’), little bit of POV hopping dw about it, probably bad massage technique descriptions idk what i’m doing sorry. NO USE OF Y/N.

A/N: the first of the two soft and sweet joel fics! we are fixing our man’s back whether he wants it or not. god this was sooo cathartic to write actually as someone who wants nothing more than to give this man some goddamn peace. and also as someone who wants to bite his tummy. 

special shoutouts to vee, ziggy, nicole, sam and @pedgito who gave me some much needed advice with this.

inspired by this ask <3 

Joel Miller does not need a massage. 

Sure, his lower back aches most hours of the day and the tension in his shoulders makes it hard to raise his arms above his waistline and fine, being on his feet for too long sends shooting pains up his spine and into his neck. And yeah, okay, maybe right now he’s hunched over the kitchen table after reaching down to tie his boot lace, frozen where he stands with a palm pressed to his back, groaning out a symphony of agonized grunts.

But he does not need a massage.

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in my hometown, part ii | joel miller x f!reader

part i | series music inspo <3 

pairing: neighbour!dbf!joel miller x fem!afab!actor(ish)!reader (+ platonic!tommy and platonic!sarah)

summary: pre-outbreak/tlou. coming home for the holidays should be fun. but for you, it means facing the reality of where you left things with your long time neighbour, joel. very much set in 2002 bc it’s fun. slight canon divergence (sarah’s mom is vaguely in the picture)

word count: 9k (OH BOY)

rating: 18+ (no minors please)

warnings etc: smut, angst, FLUFF REAL FLUFF I SWEAR, dbf!joel, soft!joel, fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected p in v sex, pet names, 10 year age gap, alcohol use, food, christmas, brief exhibitionism i guess, spoilers for die hard (1988), landlines. NO USE OF Y/N.

A/N: if there’s one thing about me, it’s that i’m going to write joel miller angst and it’s going to be inspired by taylor swift. count the “‘tis the damn season” references in here, i dare you. please enjoy this conclusion and ty to everyone who read part one! also why do i always write tommy as such a flirt? is it projecting? probably. 

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in my hometown, part i | joel miller x f!reader

part ii 

pairing: neighbour!dbf!joel miller x fem!afab!reader (+ platonic!tommy and platonic!sarah)

summary: pre-outbreak/tlou. tomorrow you leave town for good. tonight, you cross the line with your neighbour, joel. set in 2002 bc it’s fun. slight canon divergence (sarah’s mom is vaguely in the picture later)

rating: 18+ (no minors please)

word count: 6.5k (hehe)

warnings etc: angst, some fluff, smut, alcohol use, dbf!joel, soft!joel, 10 year age gap (joel is 35 reader is 25), unprotected p in v sex, fingering, oral (m receiving), technically exhibitionism, mentions of divorce, reader’s mom is definitely verbally abusive. NO USE OF Y/N.

A/N: here’s something a little different! i am getting to writing more javi soon, but this idea has been in my head for so long now, originally as a one-shot inspired by “’tis the damn season.” but i really wanted to establish reader and joel’s relationship a bit more first so here we are. part two is imminent bc it is basically already written!

series music inspo <3 

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in which the one man you want more than anything is the only one you can’t have - your english professor.

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꒰Bios - Random Japanese 2! ꒱

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✎ . .

₍🎨₎ ..⃗. ꒰ の人生を傑作にしてく。꒱

Translation: Make your life a masterpiece.

꒰ 🍣”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯ あなたの気持ちは決して謝り。自己愛は利己的ではない

Translation: Never apologize for how you feel. Self love isn’t selfish

₍🌺₎ …私の花弁には注意して。私は女の子の力を信じる

Translation: Be careful with my petals. I believe in the power of girls.

🍵*ﾟ+ 🌿🖇..⃗. 反逆者になり、あなた自身を愛す

Translation: Be a rebel and love yourself.

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꒰Bios - Random Japanese!꒱

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✎ . .

₍🌺₎ ..⃗. あなたは特別です、あなたは花の花びらのようにユニークです

Translation: You are special, you are unique like a flower petals!

[🍥] あなたは大丈夫でしょう。 心配しないでください ˀˀˀ ↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ 

Translation: You’ill be fine. Please don’t worry.

.˚ ₍🗒₎ ꒰ 詩に生きる ꒱ ↷ ⋯ あなた自身と一緒に患者になってください!

Translation: Living in poetry; be patient with yourself!

{🍣 *:･ スマイル }  . .⃗ .   🍓 🌹 花やイチゴ ˀˀ

Translation: Smile; Flowers and strawberries

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ok so i was wondering if you could write something for ben and feamle reader? so basically the reader is playing video games and ben wants attention so while shes playing video games (and talking through mic) he just starts kissing her thighs and ends up going down on her? and hes all “keep playing you game love, and be quiet you don want then to hear”

The Real Winner (Ben Hardy x Reader SMUT)

I don’t play video games that often, but I loved this idea. Hopefully I did your amazing request justice! Thanks, @queensdarlingg!

Warnings: SMUT (male to female oral sex), swearing, adult situations

Ben got you into video games over the last couple years of your relationship and needless to say, your competitive spirit REALLY loved this new hobby. Typically, Ben was all about you playing video games - he thought it was kind of sexy that you were willing to sit around all day on Saturday and just play games in sweatpants with your hair in a messy bun, getting grumpy at the other players when they did something that messed with your character. Today was a little different, he’d been on set all week for a new project he was involved with and all he wanted to do was spend the day in bed with you - or more like in *bed* with you doing some rather unmentionable things. Instead, he rolled over to find your side of the bed empty, and sat up to hear you grumbling in the living room. When he opened the bedroom door, he saw you on the couch dressed only in one of his sweaters, messy hair, your sound canceling headphones on your ears, controller in hand, deeply invested in a game; the sight alone nearly made his heart stop.

He walked behind where you were sitting on the couch and placed a hand on your shoulder, leaning down to place a small kiss on your head; you jumped out of your entranced state, pulling your headphones from your ears and hanging them around your neck before turning around to face him - his big green eyes still a bit foggy from sleep, a cute little smirk across his face. “Good morning, what are you doing up?” Ben asked, leaning over the back of the couch before placing a sweet kiss on your lips. “I couldn’t sleep, and I didn’t want to wake you, so I just came out here.” You replied, your free hand running through his messy curls, disheveled by sleep. “Do you want coffee, darling?” He asked, the dreamy look he always seemed to have in his eyes extra prevalent this morning. “That would be great!” You said, placing your hand softly on his cheek, feeling the small about of blonde stubble that had grown there overnight. He turned to place a kiss on your palm and walked toward the kitchen to start the coffee pot. You put your headphones back on and continued with your game.

When Ben walked back into the living room with two mugs, you had made yourself quite comfortable - laying back in your spot on the couch, legs fairly spread apart - especially for the lack of clothing you were wearing - and Ben got an idea. He set the two mugs down on the end table and took a seat next to you, acting like he was just going to watch you play intently, or possibly even join you, like he often did. He leaned his head against your shoulder and placed a sweet kiss on your neck and you nuzzled against him; he moved to wrap his arms around you and latch his plump lips to the side of your neck, making your breath hitch. “Ben!” You laughed, “Stop, I’ll be done in a minute.” He pulled away slightly and innocently leaned back into the couch, arms folded behind his head, giving you sideways glances. Right as you were about to verbally reprimand another player on the server, you felt a strong hand grip your inner thigh, fingers moving dangerously close to the hem of your panties. You shot him a burning glare and he raised an eyebrow in that cocky way that he does. “What are you doing?” You mouthed at him, he shrugged and put his hand back in his own lap, reaching over to grab his coffee mug and take a sip from it. A few moments passed, you where still engrossed in your game, sneaking short glances over at your pretty blonde boyfriend - something he definitely noticed - so when he knew you weren’t paying any attention to him, he traveled his hand back up your thigh, this time stopping his hand so that it sat over your fabric covered core. You let out a small yelp as his thumb started to rub small circles through the thin material - face immediately turning red in fear that someone else on the server had heard you. Just then Ben rolled down onto the floor in front of you, situating himself between your spread legs. His lips immediately trailing up your thighs closer and closer to where he was teasing you with his thumb. You squirmed a little bit - both in annoyance and excitement, couldn’t he see you were busy? You tried to stifle a moan, but it came out more like an grunt until he unexpectedly blew cold air onto your still clothed but dripping core - you hated to give Ben the satisfaction of knowing how much you wanted this, too.

Before you even had time to blink, Ben had moved your panties to the side and licked a long stripe up your folds causing a very high pitched “Oh!” to emerge from between your lips and right into your microphone; you nearly dropped the controller you were holding. “Is everything ok over there?” One of the other players asked, you squeezed your thighs around Ben’s head and he chuckled against your heat creating a sweet vibration that made your core throb harder than ever before. Your eyes grew wide, “Yeah, everything’s great!” You managed to squeak out, trying and failing to disguise the fact that your incredibly sexy boyfriend was currently diving head first into your pussy. Ben’s strong hands gripped your hips and tugged at the waistband of the offending piece of lacy fabric, looking up at you with an extra mischievous sparkle in his eye. You shifted slightly so that he could pull them down your hips, still trying to maintain your focus on your game. Ben rose up on his knees to meet your gaze, placing a line of hot love bites up your neck to the skin just below your ear. He pulled one of the earphones away from your ear and whispered, “Having trouble focusing on your game, darling?” You tried to focus on your character’s movements about the screen, but rubbed his thumb more harshly against the bundle of nerves between your legs. You felt a hard moan start to build up in your throat, and it was impossible to hold back; Ben thrust one of his strong fingers into your core as he continued his assault on your clit. Making you groan in pleasure, his name breathlessly falling off your lips. You were pretty sure everyone on the server could tell exactly what you were doing. When Ben traveled back down your body and replaced his thumb with his plush lips to your throbbing center, your game was forgotten - you couldn’t even bother to pause it, you just threw the controller to the end of the couch and ripped your headphones off your head. “You know everyone on that server is going hear quite the soundtrack to accompany their gameplay experience.” Ben said slyly, before returning his warm tongue to your folds, making you cry out in agony - all of the stimulation leading you closer and closer to orgasm. The knot in your lower belly growing tighter and tighter with every flick of that beautiful tongue and every suckle of gorgeous lips. He traveled one hand up your side underneath your sweater, reaching his long fingers to wrap around your breast. His thumb and pointer finger pinching and rolling the sensitive pink bud of your nipple as his name came off your lips in a cry of pleasure.

Sensing the rapid approach of your climax, Ben gripped your hips and turned you so you were lying flat on the couch and he could hover over you. “Love you, petal!” He grinned, pleased with how you were reacting to his teasing, before placing a heated kiss to your lips before hooking your legs around his shoulders, bracing one of his arms around your thigh, and once again placing his head between your legs, sucking on the small pink nib and pumping his fingers in and out of your center like his life depended on it. Your fingers gripped tightly into his blonde locks and tugged at the strands as your hips gently rocked against his hot mouth as he hummed into your core, coaxing you toward your high. “God, Ben, I’m almost there!” You were a moaning mess, screaming his name over and over again, encouraging him to continue. With one final curl of his expert tongue, you came around his fingers and you felt him smile to himself before removing his digits from your core and popping them in his mouth, licking them clean all without breaking eye contact with you.

He untangled himself from the web of limbs the two of you had created and rested his chin on his hands at your navel, placing a kiss on the dimple there. “Fuck, love. You are so beautiful when you cum. I can’t believe I can make you do that.” He chuckled in that cocky way that he sometimes does. “How dare you interrupt my game, Benjamin?” You smirked as you ran your fingers along his jaw. “How dare I? Well based on how loudly you were screaming my name and how hard you just came, I think you forgot all about that game.” You rolled your eyes and looked back at him to meet his emerald irises that were studying you intently. “I love you, so much; but next time, please let me pause my game and shut off my microphone before you attack,” You laughed. “I think we gave the whole server a very dramatic performance.” Ben rolled his eyes and moved up your body to meet your face with his. “When I’m making you feel this good, baby,” he said, “I don’t care who in the world hears it. Because when you moan my name, I know I’ve won.”

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BRUH IM SO IN LOVE LITERALLY OMG

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Happy Birthday to this wonderful human being!

We love you Joe!

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What Have We Done? - Series Masterlist

Summary: George Weasley and (Y/N) (Y/L/N) have been pretty much inseparable since they stepped off the Hogwarts Express in their first year. After years and years of constantly denied tension, it all finally comes to a head on one late night during a Gryffindor Common Room party where they share a drunken kiss. What the hell are they going to do now?

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part 4.5 {mini-part}

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part 7.5 {mini-part} 

Epilogue 

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↬ above the law | l. bodecker

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 || dark!sheriff lee bodecker x fem!reader

fandom || the devil all the time

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 || no spoilers for “the devil all the time”, non/con + dub/con themes, semi breeding kink, smut, name kink “sir”, language, alcohol consumption, choking, southern accents, ass slapping, 18+, sex work, unprotected sex (don’t be a fool, wrap your tool), degradtion, semi cum play? (forces reader to swallow)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 || while working at the midnight room, an unsavory customer makes his intentions known the further the night goes.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 || NO SPOILERS/SPOILER FREE for ” the devil all the time”. i just finished this and man was it such a great movie! it kept me constantly on the edge of my seat, and was engaging and kept the viewer wondering what’s gonna happen next. Please do not read this if you are not comfortable with these themes or if you are underage. Your media consumption is NOT my responsibility!!! 

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