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JOEL MILLER FIC RECS

⇾ 18+ minors DNI, read at your own risk! ⇽

an appreciation to all my favourite writers out there you deserve all the love <3

Series

— Something To Fight For by @auteurdelabre | After a disastrous blind date you decide to stay away from the miserable Joel Miller forever...

— I Know Who You Are by @punkshort | A fall on patrol causes you to lose your long-term memory, forgetting the identities of your friends and loved ones. You have to learn all over again how to survive in a post-apocalyptic world, and you learn things about yourself along the way.

— The One You Need by @loliwrites | When you move into town hellbent on keeping everyone at arm’s length, your neighbour Joel finds his way into your life.

— By The Grit Of Sandpaper by @penvisions | An offhand comment from you inspires Joel to branch out and create helpful kitchen wares. And it seems everyone has been gifted one from him, except for you. It makes you rethink the casual friendship you had developed...

— I Wanna Be Your Lover by @shellshocklove | Miserable after losing your job, your friend drags you out to a club to dance away your sadness. on the dancefloor, you meet a handsome stranger, who then whisks you away into his fantasy world as his assistant for his porn career. what happens when the lines get blurred?

— If The Door Wasn't Shut by @heartpascal | months of travelling with Joel and Ellie come crashing down on you, the fear is suffocating.

— Stay In Bed by @psychedelic-ink | After your grandfather’s passing, you find yourself moving into his home in Texas. You meet the Millers; Tommy, his older brother Joel and his daughter Sarah. With time, you and Tommy become close friends and Sarah visits you often. But Joel…Joel keeps his distance.

— That's A Real Fucking Legacy by @wyn-n-tonic | When Tommy disappears in search of a better life with a promise to come back for you, his years of absence and the grief it leaves behind drives you and his brother closer together until the man you're sharing a bed and starting a family with is Joel Miller and not the one you always thought it would be.

One-Shots

— No Time To Die by @davosmymaster | The main difficulty of being Joel’s closest friend is not falling in love with him, but you still do. Those feelings are buried until you join him on a mission to trade supplies with Bill and Frank. With your life now hanging by a thread, Joel is determined to get you to safety, but the clock is ticking faster than he can run.

— White Lies by @poeticpascal | Joel would do anything for you. He does anything for you. And he makes sure you don't know a thing.

— Saying Thanks by @vivwritescrappythings | Joel is your grumpy patrol partner who doesn’t even talk to you in the streets of Jackson. But one night a man grabs your arm at the Tipsy Bison, and Joel’s decided he doesn’t like it.

— Soft & Sweet by @cavillscurls | You share your first kiss with the last man you ever expected: your older, grouchy, overly protective patrol partner, Joel Miller.

— Who We Are by @gracieheartspedro | Being stuck on the road with an older guy you've been crushing on for ages won't be so bad, right? wrong. because he's been pining after you, too. and one of you will have to give in eventually.

— Warm Me Up by @tightjeansjavi | While on patrol, you and Joel find yourselves caught in a treacherous snowstorm.

— Love In the Time Of Cordyceps by @sameheart-sameblood | When the world ends, you promise you'll never love again. Joel Miller makes that rule hard to stick to.

— Puppy Love by @absurdthirst | You always follow Joel Miller around, you've got his back. You're in love with him. Putting up with Tess's nickname of puppy dog, you don't realize that Joel feels for you until the end.

— Light The Flame by @yeollie-plz | Your mom moves the two of you back to Texas and attempts to reignite an old flame. What will happen when she learns his candle now burns for you?

— Best I Ever Had by @endlessthxxghts | Someone tries to hit on you on your night out with Joel, insulting your man in the process, and oh you don't like that. You blow off some steam in more ways than one.

— Make A Move On Me by @freelancearsonist | You've been teasing Joel every day since he started remodelling construction on your house. He finally works up the courage to do something about it - but not in the way you expect him to.

— Fire Walk by @motherofagony | A chance encounter at a motel has you crossing paths with a stranger in a blue t-shirt.

— Cry Baby by @psychedelic-ink | bodies have been dropping left and right in the most brutal ways in Jackson. As the relentless wave of deaths continues, your mind becomes increasingly restless. however, you find a sense of comfort and solace in the presence of Joel. who might be hiding secrets of his own.

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• cherry pie •

Tommy Miller x Reader Content: fluff, no adult content, just the biggest block of cheese you'll ever see, pre-outbreak, not edited, probably-most likely poorly written Words: 1,747 Summary: Tommy Miller comes over to fix your grandmother's pantry and he receives a different form of payment. a/n: I haven't posted or really written any fics since 2013 so please be kind. 💫 Also this fic is inspired by gabriel luna calling his on screen wife/girlfriend 'cherry pie' in the short film swell and I thought of Tommy. There also might be a few mistakes as my laptop is an ancient dinosaur.

You were not at all surprised to find the Miller Brother’s truck parked in your grandmother’s driveway. Walking over the small pathway that led up to the front door, you wondered what needed to be repaired in the home this time around.

Ever since the brother’s came over to patch up a hole and repaint the living room wall, it started to be the little things for them to fix – door knobs that were squeaking out of nowhere and doors that suddenly were missing screws at the hinges. You spoke to your grandmother on how easy it was to go to the home improvement store and repair these yourself, but she kindly shooed away your suggestion. And you had a feeling why she was so insisting on having Joel and Tommy over almost every week.

You juggled between the two paper bags from the grocery store and your handbag to find the keys to the door. Before you entered the home, you could hear loud drilling and the smell of something sweet baking. Closing the door behind you, you set your personal belongings on the entryway table and made your way to the kitchen.

“Grandma, I’m home with your groceries!” You called out. Placing the bags on the kitchen counter, you expected to see both the Miller brothers, but only found Tommy standing with his back towards you working on the pantry doors.

“Hey you.” His thick Southern drawl catches your full attention and he’s walking towards you with a smile.

You smiled back at him over your shoulder. “Afternoon Tommy.” You watch him for a brief moment. He’s wrapping up the cord around the drill and putting his tools back in its carrying case. You simply guessed he was wrapping it up for the day. “Done already?”

“Sorry you missed all the fun.”

Before you could say anything, your grandmother entered the kitchen, hutched over and walked slowly with a cane towards the counter. She asked you for help with taking out the cherry pie from the oven. “Grandma, you shouldn’t be up and about. You need to rest.” You pointed to her bad knee that was wrapped in thick gauze.

“Nonsense,” she waved you off like she always did and placed her hand on the counter to help her stand. “Besides, I promised Joel a pie for all his hard work.”

“Hey, what ‘bout me?” Tommy had playfulness in his voice that made you smile.

She turned to Tommy and he was close enough for her to place a gentle hand on his shoulder. “Of course, sweetheart. I made enough for Sarah, too. Take all of it home if you’d like.”

Grabbing the pie from the oven, the heat made the sweet scent of the pie fill the kitchen almost instantly and your stomach growled at the sight of it. She always took the time to add designs to her pies, this time vines circled the outside of the crust with handmade flowers scattered along the top. Your grandmother insisted that you dust a small amount of powdered sugar on top before she went back into the living room to rest.

The kitchen was silent for a moment while you picked out the jar of powdered sugar from the cabinet by the pantry and Tommy packing his belongings.

“Where’s Joel?” You asked out of curiosity. You could only imagine how disappointed your grandmother would have been when she only found Tommy at the door.

Tommy zipped up his tool bag then leaned over the kitchen counter., watching you cut up the pie in somewhat equal slices for him to take home. “Parent teacher conference.”

You look in the direction of the living room and whispered your next words. “You think she’s disappointed?”

He gets your meaning and grins. It was almost obvious that your grandmother had a crush on Joel, which is why she had him over all the time. “Nah, I think she’ll manage.”

You on the other hand didn’t mind them coming over so often. While your grandmother had a sweet crush on the older Miller brother, you couldn’t help but have your own crush on Tommy. On the days where they'd come over, you would sometimes watch your grandmother watch and stand close by Joel while doing his job. It happened more frequently that Tommy would step aside and watch with you.

He never seemed annoyed by not being able to do his job in the house. He told you once that it was fun to see Joel get embarrassed by your grandmother's words and how she would find objects in the house that needed to be fixed. You chuckled to yourself when you remembered the look on Joel's face when your grandmother showed him the broken leg of a photo frame that needed repairing.

While your grandmother's crush was one-sided, it at least got you to know Tommy a little more. He would always tell you stories of his time spent serving over seas and when he started to work alongside Joel to not only help him with projects in town, but to help him raise Sarah after his wife left him suddenly a few months prior. He mentioned how much it helped having you listen to him as Joel sometimes didn't want to be bothered with it.

It didn't take you long to come to the realization of how much your feelings grew towards Tommy, but instead of showing your crush like your grandmother did towards Joel, you kept it sheltered within you.

You placed the slices of pie in a large container for easy traveling, Tommy promising he'd bring it back when he'd come over next.

"You wouldn't mind me having a slice, would you?"

Tommy nods. "I won't say a word." He walks around the kitchen counter to stand next to you. "Mind if I have a slice before I head out?"

"Not at all."

You picked a slice for Tommy and yourself. You took a bite, relishing the taste of the sweet cherries and the touch of the sugar with the savory crust. The two of you laughed at each other while the both of you made sounds of approval at your grandmother's cooking. After a few bites, you got out your grandmother's checkbook from her bag on the counter to start writing him a check.

"Don't worry about that," He said while chewing. "Your grandma promised Joel the cherry pie in return for our work."

Your raised an eyebrow. "And he agreed to that?"

"He did." He laughed at the suspicious look you gave him. "We love your grandma's cooking, what can we say?"

You placed the checkbook back in the bag before taking another bite of the pie. "You shouldn't be working for free, Tommy."

He shrugs and sets the plate down on the counter. "It was just a hinge replacement." He grinned. "The same hinge we replaced two weeks ago."

You shook your head while smiling. "You know, I'll just have to talk to my grandma about having you guys come over for lunch instead of you hauling your equipment over for a hinge."

"I think we'd like that." He wasn't sure how Joel would completely feel about it. It made him curious on her suggestion if it was purely just to keep her grandmother company. "Would you like that?"

"Yeah, I think the company would be good for her."

"And you're not good company?"

You take one last bite of what was left of the pie and covered your mouth momentarily with your hand as you chewed while talking. "I can't be here all the time. Work and all of that." You wrapped up the rest of Tommy's slice with foil and you sense his eyes on you. When you look up at him, he's staring down at you with a cheeky smile. "What?"

He expands his hand towards you and he hesitates only for a moment into he musters up the courage to continue. His thumb comes in contact with the corner of your lips, wiping away the powdered sugar that was planted there while you were eating. The sudden contact leaves you breathless and frozen and you weren't really sure how to feel from his touch. A few strokes of his thumb and your face was now clean, except for the sugar left behind on your inner upper lip that seemed to now dissolve on your lip gloss.

Tommy's hand fell from your face to slowly caress your mid-arm, and he's pulling you close until the space between you was filled. You closed your eyes in anticipation and you felt his lips hovering over yours ever so slightly. He was close enough for you to faintly smell the smoke on his breath from his last cigarette.

He leaned in closer and gently pressed his lips upon yours. The kiss lingered chastely and Tommy lightly smiled at the odd texture of your your sticky lip gloss against his lips.

Your hands blindly found their way to his shoulders to keep yourself close and anchored to him. The tension melted away from your shoulders and you found yourself leaning into him, holding onto Tommy like all of the sudden your life depended on it.

He opened his mouth slightly and delicately licked at your upper lip. You sighed, your tongue meeting his with an open-mouthed kiss that made your fingers dig into the rough texture of his work shirt. His hands smoothed down to the small of your back, holding you in place while his lips pecked at yours over and over, tasting your lip gloss in which he came to the conclusion was strawberry flavored.

"Tommy!"

He broke away from you to not only catch his breath but at the sound of your grandmother's voice echoing through the house. You waited for him to kiss you again, instead you felt his hot breath pant over your blushed cheeks.

"Tommy, don't let the pie go cold!"

The feel of his thumb caressing your cheekbone caused you to open your eyes, and you hadn't realized just now that his eyes had a hint of green around his irises... or you weren't sure if it was the reflection of the stained glass decor hanging from the window behind you.

Your hand smooths down his shirt and through the short silence between the two of you, he presses one last kiss to your lips.

"Darlin'... you taste sweeter than this cherry pie."

thank you for reading. just wanted something short and sweet to get out of my system before writing the serious stuff :p tag list - @ethereal-macleod, @quinnverses, @tsunchani if you'd like to be tagged in upcoming tommy fics, message me!

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