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Chores
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Joel Miller x F!reader
Warnings - 18+, minors DNI, explicit smut, 10 year age gap, reader is 30, Joel is 40
A/N - I haven’t written smut in months, be kind lmfao. Think I needed a change from the COD boys for a bit.
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Jackson. The small town you’d called home, but it wasn’t really. It wasn’t your farm house, your father wasn’t in the barn tending to the horses, your mother wasn’t folding the clean linens, a smell you missed so dearly. Your cat wasn’t curled into a tight ball by the open fire.
No. This wasn’t your home. But it had to do.
10 years had passed since the outbreak, everyone you’d ever known, everyone you’d ever cared about wiped out in the first week. You’d survived this far purely on luck. Luck and some very questionable food.
Jackson was a busy little town, everyone had a role, everyone had a job to do. Nothing was out of place. That was until Joel Miller turned up. You were close with his brother Tommy and his wife Maria, whom you worked with in the town bar.
You’d danced around each other for weeks, nervous conversations, furtive glances over the creaking old bar, awkward smiles and lingering touches. His umber eyes twinkled every time he met your gaze, the wrinkles next to his eyes deepened with every smirk.
Much to everyone’s annoyance neither of you had the confidence to ask one another for a drink. That was until you’d had some issues in your house and Tommy ever so kindly sent Joel to help out.
You fixed him a cup of coffee while you explained what needed tending too. ‘So, I have a leaky faucet in the bathroom, one of the stairs is rotting, and the plumbing under the kitchen sink is on its way out. I can manage, I didn’t mean for Tommy to send you over’ you said exasperated, hiding your blush beneath your hand. As you handed him his coffee, your fingers grazed his. Warm and inviting.
Scratching the back of his neck he smiled at the floor, ‘it’s no trouble darlin, happy to help.’ The pet name sent ripples through you, straight to your thighs. ‘Where shall we start?’ He asked, sipping his coffee.
‘What ever is easier for you. I’ve got tools and supplies ready. But maybe the bathroom? It probably just needs tightening.’
Joel nodded and followed you upstairs. You showed him into the bathroom, his body pressing against yours as he passed. Heat radiated from his body, penetrating your own. You’d never been this close before, heat pooled in your thighs again as you clenched them together. An unmistakeable ache throbbed from within.
Joel sank to his knees as he opened the small cupboard, his thighs forcing themselves against the seams of his jeans. As he led on his back his shirt lifted slightly, a trail of dark hair disappeared beneath the waist band. You bit your lip as you watched him writhe on the floor, muscles tensed, rippling beneath his skin.
‘Yeah, just looks like a few bolts need tightening is all. Noticed anything wrong with the pressure?’ His voice was muffled from within the cupboard. You were so focused on his body you hadn’t even noticed him speaking to you. Completely pre-occupied with the painful ache in your pussy. ‘Hey?’
‘Oh! Sorry. No I haven’t noticed anything out of the ordinary’ you shrugged. He continued to try and fix the sink, the clanging of tools against pipes echoed in the bathroom. You allowed your eyes to travel further than his waist, desperately trying to imagine what was underneath his jeans. Your heart fluttered at the thought, your stomach twisting itself into knots at the inappropriate thoughts you were having.
You were too busy daydreaming that you initially didn’t notice the pipe burst. Freezing cold water suddenly permeated your skin, causing you to yelp. ‘Oh shit!’ He yelled, scrambling to find the wrench. ‘Joel!’ You squealed, unable to contain your laughter. Dropping to your knees you grabbed the wrench and gave it to him, trying to contain the water. Giggles erupted from you both, fumbling over each other’s bodies to try and stop the sudden surge of water.
Joel scrambled to tighten the bolt, his giggles muffled within the relentless stream. As the water slowly died down, he glanced over to you, water slowly trickled along his neck. Your breath hitched in your throat, panties suddenly soaking with your arousal as you dropped your gaze. Your heart thrummed in your chest, threatening to burst through your ribs.
A sudden warmth on your lip forced you back to reality. Joel cupped your jaw, the rough pads of his thumb caressed your soft lips. Butterflies surged in your stomach as you leant into his touch. Tentatively you placed your hand on his abdomen, the sodden t-shirt exaggerating his firm body beneath your fingertips.
His body jerked slightly, your touch singing his skin. There was a pull between you, sudden, jarring, like two magnetic forces aligning. You searched his face for any inkling of what he was thinking, but you were met with his unfaltering gaze. Slowly he sat up, inching his body closer to yours.
Bit by bit.
Inch by burning inch.
Your lips parted slightly, a shaky breath fell from between them. Moving your hand you rested it on his chest, feeling his own heart furiously pounding from beneath. The cool temperate of his shirt was a stark contrast to the searing heat from his body.
He weaved his hand to the base of your neck, caressing your cheek as he did so. Dropping your eyes to his lips you silently pleaded with him to kiss you. He edged his lips closer to yours, his breath fanning gently over your face.
Deciding to hurry things along you pressed your lips against his, both sighing into the kiss. His lips were surprisingly soft, his beard tickled your upper lip as you positioned yourself on top of him. You sank down, placing yourself in his lap, thighs meshed together finally becoming one. His jaw cautiously coaxed yours open, slipping his tongue inside.
You wrapped your arms around his neck as you ground your aching core against him. He groaned into your mouth as he deepened the kiss, gripping onto your hips urging you grind on top of him. Scraping your nails along his neck and scalp, your tongues furiously danced together as you pushed and pulled against one another.
He pulled back, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. ‘Off’ he ordered pulling at your saturated top. Smiling, you eagerly removed it, throwing it in satisfying slap on the tile floor. He removed his own, finally allowing you bestow your eyes on his burly physique. Hair dusted his chest and abdomen, muscles faintly visible as the chill of the air grazed his skin.
Tapping your thighs you wrapped them around his waist, he stood with seemingly no effort at all. Smiling into another kiss you nipped at his bottom lip, pushing him, urging him to go further. He placed you onto the bathroom counter, his hands making quick work of your bra. You wrapped your fingertips into his waistband, yanking him in between your thighs.
The once tender kiss had turned into a desperate sloppy mess. Both fighting for air as you slipped your tongues in and out of each others mouths. A soft whimper escaped you as he palmed your breasts, rolling your nipples between his fingertips.
The bathroom was silent, bar the noise of your desperate kisses and stolen breaths.
But you wanted more. Needed more.
You made quick work of his jeans button, revealing his boxers and the outline of his throbbing cock. ‘Take it’ he whispered as he trailed his lips to your neck, nipping and kissing gently. Sliding your hand into his boxers you were pleasantly surprised by his girth, he hissed at your touch. You began to work his cock in your hand as he sighed into your neck, ‘fuck, just like that. That’s it.’
He used his tongue to pull your ear lobe into his mouth, pressing his teeth down, adding just the right amount of pressure. You smiled into his neck, his natural scent infiltrating your senses. His hips began to grind into your hand, causing the ache in the pit of your stomach to surge. Desperation turned to obsession.
With lightening speed he pulled from your grip, grabbing your waist and pushing your torso into the cold marble counter. The sudden change of temperature caused you to hiss between your teeth as you clenched your thighs together. Joel pulled your leggings down to your knees and kicked your legs apart with force. ‘Oh, darlin’ he chucked to himself, ‘that all for me?’
Your glistening folds started at him, screaming to be touched. You couldn’t find any words so instead smirked back at him, arching your back. He ran his hands along your waist and to your ribs, straightening your arms to grip your wrists. As he did, he dragged his tongue along your spine. You moaned into the counter top, your hot breath condensing on the freezing surface.
Releasing your wrist he snaked his fingers into your hair, arching your back further to kiss you. He was tender once more, before he moved his hand to your jaw forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. ‘Watch sweetheart’ he drawled, his southern accent thicker than molasses and sweeter than honey.
Lining up his cock he pushed into your pussy, ‘alright … fuck … alright’ he panted as his breath was sucker punched right from his gut. Your jaw fell open at the stretch, watching as he threw his head back, exposing his muscular neck. His thrusts began slow, tortuous and purposeful. Allowing you to adjust to his size.
His eyes found yours in the mirror, pupils blown wide, eyes black and possessive. ‘I can take it Joel, please’ you whimpered as you sucked on his fingers that held your jaw in place. ‘Christ’ he said, choking on his breath. You ran your tongue along his thick fingers, saliva dripping down your chin as he increased his pace. Eyes never faltering from yours.
‘Pussys so tight sweetheart. Been a while since you been fucked huh?’ His voice was cocky as he smirked at you, eyes glinting in the low light of the room. ‘Mmhmm’ you groaned, relishing in the sweet burn of his cock. The slapping of skin rang out in the empty house, the sweet undertones of your whines, and bass filled rasps from his throat ricocheted off the wooden walls.
Lifting your thigh he placed it onto the counter, opening your cunt further, pushing himself deeper. Screwing your eyes shut you used your free hand to play with your clit. Snatching his fingers from your mouth he gripped your jaw again’ told you to watch darlin, don’t make me ask again.’ Your eyes snapped open, mouth agape, struggling for air.
His pace became punishing, ‘fuck, harder Joel, harder.’ Working your fingers in firm circles, you desperately tried to chase your orgasm. Your muscles began to tighten, but not before you noticed Joel’s pace become sloppy. ‘What the matter? Been a long time baby?’ You teased, pouring up at him in the mirror. ‘Such a smart mouth. Oh sweetheart I ain’t done yet.’
‘No? Then make me cum Joel’ you purred. Smacking your hand out of the way he pressed his own fingers into your clit, reading your body effortlessly. Grabbing your throat with his free hand he pulled you flush to his body. Angling his cock to his your sweet spot as he watched you squirm beneath his grip. He grunted in your ear, his breath burning your skin.
Your muscles tightened, white noise took over your hearing as your orgasm washed through you. You whined and ground your hips back into him, voice cracking from the pressure. ‘So pretty darlin. Goddamn, feels so good’ he whimpered as he nipped your neck. A string of expletives dripped from your lips as you tried to gather yourself.
He pushed you onto the counter once more, pulling out he stroked his cock as he came on your lower back. His head dropped as he grunted, hoarse and breathless. The hot milky fluid gathered in the dimples of your back as you studied him in the mirror. His brow furrowed as he rode out his high, lips plump and red, your pussy clenched at the sight.
Once he’d come down his eyes returned to that gentle glow you loved. He smiled awkwardly as he used a towel to clean you up, before his placed a tender kiss on your spine. ‘Wanted to do that since first time I laid eyes on you’ he admitted, cheeks flushed. Cupping his face you placed a soft kiss on his lips, ‘got two more chores to do yet cowboy.’
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mykneeshurt · 30 days
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I’m gonna TRY to write a Joel piece from TLOU. I had a dream about Pedro last night LMAO. I haven’t written much in months because my brain just doesn’t want to. I’ve not even read anything. So keep an eye out.
I’ve not written for him before but maybe a change of character might help.
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mykneeshurt · 1 month
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Watching law and order and who do I see?!
KEEGAN BABYYYYY. Look at those baby blues.
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mykneeshurt · 1 month
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This artist (Joyce Lee) will forever have me in a chokehold with her nun series. Like. *chefs kiss*
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mykneeshurt · 2 months
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Reblogging some of my fave fics I’ve written because I can’t write lmao
The Hood
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König x AFAB! Reader
Artwork - @kinky-thirsty-reader
For @cherry-styless I hope I did it justice!
Warnings - 18+, minors DNI, explicit smut
‘You done?’ You asked glaring at König from across the room. SpecGru had teamed up with KorTac for a mission in the depths of Russia. Much to your dismay. You’d previously worked with them on a few occasions and while you got on well with the rest of the team, there was one you butted heads with.
König.
He glared down at you, muscles tense, eyes narrowed. ‘Am I done? Am I done?! … oh little one I’m far from done.’ His tone was patronising, condescending. You’d ended up getting into an argument after he terminated a mission prematurely. Something you couldn’t let go of.
‘No, I’m not done. I had him König! I fucking had him and you took that away from me! This would have been over by now if it wasn’t for YOU!’ You squared up to him, his 6’10 frame didn’t intimidate you in the slightest. If anything it spurred you on.
‘And if it wasn’t for me, engel, you’d be dead. Remember that.’ You could tell he was smug under the hood he wore, he knew you hated that pet name. You chewed your jaw trying to keep some decorum, but it was slipping my away fast.
‘What the fuck are you talking about? I was fine! I had the shot! This would have been over and we could have been far away from each other.’ There was a tinge of venom in your voice, it left a sour taste in your mouth.
König took a step closer to you, pressing you again the cement wall in the meeting room. ‘You may have had the shot maus, but they also had one … here’ he whispered as he pressed a finger into your forehead.
You instantly shut your mouth, breath caught within your chest as you choked on the information he’d presented to you. ‘What?’ You whispered meekly, suddenly refusing to look at him.
He leant down to your level, propping his arm up on the walk next to your head. The sudden smell of gunpowder and linen forced its way into your senses. ‘They had a shot on you maus. You. Were. Compromised.’ He watched has your face dropped, realisation setting in.
He’d saved your life.
You were so wrapped up in finishing the mission, you didn’t even notice someone had clocked your position. ‘König … I … I’ you stuttered unable to fully comprehend what he was telling you. ‘You may hate me maus, but I don’t hate you. Could of let you die if I wanted to.’ He shrugged, but never taking his eyes off you.
Sighing you picked at your finger nails, ‘I don’t hate you König. I just … I …’ you were tripping over your words now. You didn’t know what you felt. He pissed you off to no end, but you know what they say. Fine like between love and hate.
His brilliant blue eyes narrowed at you, further illuminated by the black face paint and hood he wore. A full moon on a winters night. He leant into you further, his body now pressing closer to yours. ‘You hate how I make you feel. Don’t you?’
You peered up at him, his hooded eyes searched your face for any reaction. They become darker with each word, with each statement. He could read you far better than you could read yourself. You stayed silent, secretly urging him to continue.
Crouching to your level he pressed his clothed mouth to your ear, ‘what’s the matter maus? Cat got your tongue?’ His accent was heavy, his voice was thicker than molasses as he whispered into your very soul.
The cat had indeed got your tongue, in fact it had been chewed up and spat out. Discarded. Abandoned.
He slid his hand around your waist, instinctively your rolled your hips into him. A moan no louder than a whisper burst from his chest under the mask. You were completely dumbfounded, putty in his hands.
You wanted this.
You wanted him.
Slowly you reached up to his face, slipping your hand under the hood. His fingers on your waist tightened slightly, a warning. You hand found his jaw, sharp like a glacier, he was clean shaven and so so smooth. As you trailed your thumb across his face you found his lips, full, with a prominent scar over his bottom lip.
Releasing your breath your heart pounded against your ribs. Using your other hand you lifted the hood slowly, a slightly crooked nose poked out from under the veil. With a gentle pull he closed the gap, stopping millimetres from your lips.
‘Sure you want this maus?’ His voice was so clear without the hood covering his mouth. He pulled you by your waist again, your back now arched against the wall. Searching his eyes for any sign of deceit you chewed your bottom lip. Having found none you whispered the only word he wanted to hear.
‘Yes.’
With that he pushed his mouth into yours, opening your lips with a swipe of his tongue. He kissed you slow and passionately, as if you were a china doll that were bound to break. Cradling your head with his other hand he turned and walked you backwards towards a table.
Perching you on top of it he cupped your face, his entire hand nearly covering your entire skull. He remained soft and gentle with you, reading to withdraw at the slightest sign of discomfort. His tongue was masterful, lips firm and leading as he deepened the kiss.
You moaned into each others mouths, fully relaxing into one another. He lifted your thigh onto his hip as he broke the kiss, pushing you backwards, lying you down. He placed kisses along your neck and onto your collarbone, nipping your skin every so often.
Your eyes locked together as he kissed down your torso and onto your stomach, where a sliver of skin peeled out from under your t shirt. With your thigh now resting on his shoulder he knelt before you.
This colossal man, one of the most deadly men you’d ever worked with, on his knees. For you.
Still placing kisses on your thighs he undid your belt before pulling your trousers down. His breath fanned against your panties as he caressed your hip, eyes still firmly fixed on yours. Biting your lip you went to touch his hand, but he quickly and easily, pinned it to the table. ‘Oh darling … no touching. Do not take your eyes off me. Understand?’
You nodded reverently, not wanting any of this to stop prematurely. He swiped his tongue along your panties in one smooth motion. The sudden contact made you flinch, his hood draped over pubic bone, hiding his intentions from view.
A sudden rip rang out, realising he’d just ripped your panties apart. Eyes widening you opened your mouth to chastise him. But he gripped your thigh, squeezing the inner part of your thigh. ‘Shhhh’ he cooed, his breath kissing your now bare cunt.
With one smooth movement he trailed his tongue from the bottom of your slit to the top. Instantly finding his prize, he sucked and nipped at your clit, moaning at your taste as he inhaled you. His moans vibrated against you as his piercing eyes pinned you to the table.
His brows furrowed slightly under the hood as he ate your pussy, completely intoxicated. A man starved. He simply could not get enough, pressing his one hand down on your hip the other wrapped around your thigh. He gripped your thigh pulling you close to him, you bucked your hips in response. Earning a guttural growl from the man between your legs.
Using a mixture of speeds, his teeth and tongue he very quickly began to pull an orgasm from you. Desperately wanting to grip his hair you instead bit into your arm, stifling the growing noises falling from your lips.
You felt him smile against your cunt, just as he removed his hand he had placed on your hip. Inserting a finger he slowly worked himself into a rhythm, fucking you with his mouth, his tongue. He felt you tighten against his finger, your orgasm painfully close.
‘That’s it’ he whispered under the hood, ‘show me what you look like when you cum.’ You bit down harder, losing control fast you struggled to keep quiet. ‘So beautiful’ he muttered as he added another finger. His eyes were still completely fixed on yours, silently daring you to break contact.
But you didn’t.
Feeling impressed he let you cum, pinning you down as you rode out your high, he kept his rhythm going. Pushing your further and further, you writhed beneath him, muffled moans bursting from under your hand. ‘So good’ he whispered before finally removing his fingers.
‘Fuck König’ you whispered, barely able to breathe. Humming beneath his hood he placed a tender kiss on your pulsating pussy. Before swiping his tongue one more time to savour your taste.
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mykneeshurt · 2 months
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I miss writing. But my brain will not do it. No ideas. No drive to finish stuff I’ve started. Everything I think of feels like a shit idea. Erghhhhhh.
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mykneeshurt · 2 months
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Gotta ask what do you find so attractive about jigsaw?? I am genuinely really curious
LMAO. The power I think. That’s the only logical answer I can think of. There could be more going on in the subconscious which I’m not privy too.
I am in therapy for my raging daddy issues so maybe that? 😂😭
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mykneeshurt · 2 months
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Thank you @deadbranch
CRYING HAHAAHAHAHAH YES I FANCY JIGSAW OK
No pressure tags @cowyolks @southernbluebellereader @soapyghost
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You have to share a bed with the last character in your saved images.
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Don't ask why I saved this. LMAO
I feel slight fear over the thought of sleeping near him- feel like he'd just shove me out of the fuckin' bed. I'd get wing whacked. I'll take the floor I suppose.
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No pressure tags: @ghostslillady @ghosts-goldendoodle @a-small-writer-in-a-big-world @random-thot-generator @random0lover @writeforfandoms @sofasoap @shadofireshinobi @waltzthegenderfluidpan @archiviststar @kneelingshadowsalome @a-world-with0ut-dr34ms @deadbranch
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mykneeshurt · 2 months
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Does the COD community need this lmao I can deliver
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mykneeshurt · 2 months
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Scraping my teeth along concrete
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mykneeshurt · 2 months
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Thank you @cowyolks
My fictional crushes. All at once please. There are hundreds more. But these are in my head on the daily.
1. Keegan P Russ (obviously)
2. Leon S Kennedy (specifically this model)
3. Chris Redfield (in Village, his base layer makes me scrape my teeth against concrete)
4. Ghost
5. Captain MacTavish (sorry Neil, I need em older)
6. Billy Loomis
7. Hannibal (Mads in general)
8. Arthur Morgan
9. The Punisher (specifically Jon Berthnal)
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No pressure tags! @strlingsav @brewed-pangolin
Expose your fictional crushes
This is life long top 9 (no particular order other than I’d push them all in front of a train to save Mando)
Han Solo (Star Wars), John Wick (John Wick), Joel Miller (The Last of Us), Hawkeye (The Last of the Mohicans), DIN MOTHERFUCKING DJARIN (The Mandalorian), Jorah Mormont (Game of Thrones), Darkness (Legend), Boromir (Lord of the Rings), William T Riker (Star Trek the Next Generation)
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I’m new to Tumblr and don’t have any friends, but I can tag you if you want
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mykneeshurt · 3 months
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BMTH and Bad Omens in one night. Lord. Here’s Sebastian for y’all.
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mykneeshurt · 3 months
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Trouble
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Soap x AFAB!reader
Warnings - 18+, minors DNI, smut
A/N - my brain doesn’t wanna write atm so here’s a drabble. Enjoy!
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Soap knew he was in trouble the minute he saw you. On loan from another specialist team to help with their next mission. Excellent infiltration skills, a quick learner, disciplined and loyal. He tried to stay focused in the meeting but to no avail.
He knew he was in trouble when the sunlight bounced off your skin, illuminating the droplets of sweat which trickled down your neck.
Fuck, your neck.
He watched when you drank, how your throat bobbed, how you gulped the freezing cold water. Never seeming to quench your thirst. He wanted to feel you fight for air against his palms, to hear your pretty little voice beg, plead for him not to stop. To go deeper. Harder.
He wanted to watch as you bit your plump lips, flashing your teeth as you smiled up at him. Rushed, stolen breaths, short and shallow. Pulse throbbing against him as you urge him to squeeze tighter. Pupils blown. Chest tight. Heart racing.
God, did he need you.
How your eyes would glimmer beneath him, void of any other emotion besides desire. How they would silently urge him to push you, destroy your walls, bend you, break you. How they would flutter and screw shut as he hovered his lips above yours, stealing your breath with each kiss.
How you played with your pen, fingers curling over the plastic, tendons dancing beneath your skin. How your nails danced over your skin, leaving little trails of raw skin in their wake. Desperately wanting to feel the sting of your nails along his back as they left a path of destruction in their wake. Scraping, pulling, grazing his skin making him hiss.
His eyes caught a glimpse of your thighs from under the table, muscular, thick. He chewed the inside of his cheek, wanting to dig his fingertips into your flesh. Bruising you. Marking you. Making you his. Wanting to push them open with his own, baring you to him. Imagining sinking his teeth into the most sensitive parts of you. Sucking. Nipping. Licking.
‘Hi Johnny!’ Your voice sliced through his day dream, forcing him to crash back to earth with an almighty thud. His eyes met yours as he offered a shy smirk.
Oh.
He knew he was in trouble.
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@brewed-pangolin @deadbranch
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mykneeshurt · 3 months
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Being from the UK the only acceptable answer is Yorkshire Tea/Yorkshire Gold Tea. Which is what Samuel drinks also, so now it’s cannon this is what Ghost drinks.
I do like ginger and lemon tea also.
quick what’s ur opinion on tea. everyone who sees this is obligated to answer in some way
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mykneeshurt · 3 months
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I could pull soap 100%, I’ve met countless johnnys pretty sure slept with a few lmfao. I’ve married a Johnny lmao.
Keegan would be a challenge and I like that, I’d get him. I love the chase, I love that shit.
Ghost I’d give it a go, again a challenge, he has dry humour and banter which I love and I give as good as I get. I could deal with his baggage, I have my own and with my job I feel well equipped.
Arthur Morgan I think I could pull too.
I sound so cocky LMAO, but when I was single every person I wanted to sleep with I did. I was a right little heathen. I’d be around all these guys like a fly on shit lemme tell you.
Okay, dearest followers, be honest.
Which one of your fictional crushes do you truly believe that you could pull irl? Realistically. Taking all factors into account. Whether you were in their universe or not, up to you. But be HONEST.
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mykneeshurt · 3 months
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I will not shut up about this film. This scene was impeccable.
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Saltburn (2023) dir. Emerald Fennell
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mykneeshurt · 3 months
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BRB sobbing 😭🥹
Picklejar Hall of Fame [December List of 2023]
that's it, y'all. this year's list is done. thanks for keeping up with the picklejar🥒 if you saw me posting this earlier, no you didn't. dumblr is a fucking snitch
PHofFame2023
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Din Djarin
Ambrosial - @spacecowboyhotch - my king, my darling, my love😍 my god, this man makes me lose my morals😭🔥
Trade Off - @inkypizza - you've exploited my need for soft dark!din so perfectly with this! thank you for the food😋😋😋
John "Soap" MacTavish
Dyin' For A Taste - @tropes-and-tales - genuinely love the slight goofiness of these two but the intimacy in between the jokes and the laughs? oh, that got me so good🥺❤️
soap x shy!wife - @reveluving - SOAP SHUTTING EVERYONE UP TO LISTEN TO HIS WIFE IS SO CUUUUTTTEEE😭😭😭😭😭
Soap Catches His Roommate Reading an Erotic Novel - @minihotdog - the way I'd be so mortified if this happened to me in reality but you made it look so sexy😵💫😵💫
Date Night - @mykneeshurt - I needed a minute to lie down after this one because goddamn🥵🥵🥵
What Binds Us - @imperihoe-writes - the angst hit me so hard in the beginning and i actually wasn't sure if i wanted to finish this story because i was scared that it wasn't going to end on a high note (cowardly of me, with my track record, I know🤭) but that ending was just so perfect❤️❤️❤️
Soap x Cypher - @peachesofteal - once again, Peach feeding my dark and twisty delusions🥴 but this just hits so different for some reason✨
John Price
Mail Order Bride - @mclemontine - this is one of the sweetest and horniest au's I've read and I'm so glad I stumbled upon it. 10/10🔥💖
Neighborly - @391780 - i came here for the fluff and the smut of price and chubby!reader but i stayed for the cats, especially Stuntman Dan😂❤️
Just The Tip - @floralpascal - just by the title, I knew how things are gonna go down and you did not disappoint😵💫😵💫
Privacy - @thanksbutno98 - Price getting so flustered because of something so stupid is so hilarious😂😂😂😂
The Green Light - @the-californicationist - hhnnnggg🥴 groguspicklejar.exe has stopped working🥴💫🥴💫🥴💫🥴💫
John Price is now a father - @ghostlywhiskey - new dad!price reaping the consequences rewards of his not so holy actions🥺❤️
John Price x real estate agent - @eilidh-eternal - I have thoughts... and none of them are holy😭💔🔥
The Orchard - @the-californicationist - what sorcery is this that you'd make me wanna be chased down by this man? LIKE WHAT MAGIC ARE YOU USING? YOU GOTTA LET ME KNOW😭🔥🔥🔥🔥
John Price + size kink - @konigsblog - it's the fact that the man in the link highkey looks like him that makes this fic even better🤭✨
Fire It Up - @kneelingshadowsalome - if i can make this man question his morals and disregard them completely, I'd want an academy award. 10/10✨🌹
Say You'll Remember - @deadbranch - i'm just starting this series, but i'm liking it so far and thought it deserved a spot in here because i just know it's gonna be good as it keeps going😋🩷
Simon "Ghost" Riley
body worshipping with Simon - @thexsilentxwordsmith - I've never wanted to turn off my brain so badly😔😔😔😔😔
Nothing fucks with my baby - @kitkatscabinet - PROTECTIVE!GHOST IS SO SO FUCKING AMAZING!!! that hurt/comfort hurts so good☹️❤️
white flag - @roosterr - ✨top✨ fucking✨ tier✨ a masterpiece from start to finish👌✨ especially that pyrophobia kicking in and driving the story forward, to then Ghost having to grovel? sweetheart, how did you know i love it when big, broody men grovel for me?🥺
apology - @sunsetsimon - ah, yes the perpetual "i'll remember when i get there" syndrome😂 but at least it worked out in his favour😏✨
fwb!simon - @suimon - listen, what i need is an arrangement with this man so i can pull this exact stunt🤭🌹
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
Undercover - @sstormyskyess - it's the fact that Kyle couldn't wait five whole minutes🥴 sir, how desperate are you😭🔥
Fruits Of Your Labour - @kitkatscabinet -
fake dating with gaz - @alwaysshallow – you had me at fake dating and my favourite man in 141. that was all I needed to sell my soul🥺
You love to hate your ex, Kyle Garrick - @bunnyreaper - good llawwwwd!!! you got me so so good with the hate fucking😭🔥🔥🔥🔥
Bodyguard!gaz - @charliemwrites – this man has a whole resume starting with him specializing in this and it’s a damn crime that there isn’t more of fics like this!!! you are doing god’s work✨✨✨
Gaz making you feel good - @mockerycrow - DEVOTION AT ITS FINEST🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠
dilf!gaz - @luvit - this man can put as many babies in me as he wants. i will have no complaints😔
König
Konig Blurb - @4doll - i... have... no... words...🫠
Christian Woman - @kneelingshadowsalome - oh, to be a nun being swept off my feet by this big, cuddly mess of a man🥴 this fic was such a damn treat for my religiously traumatised ass🩷
Toji Fushiguro
Toji + stray cat trope - @arqhon - the wayi be eating up these toji fic while having never watched the show is so embarrassing!!! excellent job on this🩶
fwb!toji - @toji-bunny-girl - i'm such a sucker for men who are known to be emotionally unavailable to be falling headfirst in love in these fwb relationships🥴
Honourable Mentions:
Mistletoe Kisses - @ethereal-night-fairy - so. fucking. cute!!!✨ and a little sexy at that end too😏
SpecGru (Former 141) - @charliemwrites - i just love it when men are held accountable for their actions😈
141 Mechanic!au - @gogh-with-the-flow - listen, i don't care how many run down cars it takes, i need this kind of business arrangement, alright? alright😭🔥
Proposal Series - @sofasoap - every time i read your soft fics, you leave me so starved for love because you write them so so well and they're so lovely i wanna cry😭🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷
Special Shoutouts to @cafekitsune and @saradika for lending me their amazing banners to use in some of my fics (new and old). i'm sure both of you are sick of seeing me tag you guys by now but i just wanted to let you know that you're so lovely with your beautifully made dividers✨
anyway, so i didn't do a holiday-themed rec list this year because i had so much going on with my own writing (*cough* shamelessly promoting mafia!141 and Chink In The Armour here *cough*) but i will refer you to @glitterypirateduck 's codholiday2023 masterlist right here if you wanted a holiday-themed fic for your reading pleasure😘
Happy New Year, my loves💫 Hope to see y'all in the next one🩷
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