pennyold

[pennyold]

Older men say “im too old for you” then proceed to love you

[pennyold]

BOFF!!

BOTH OF THEMMMM IN ONEEE PLEASE MY QUEEN

alr sis i’ll start w the sketch 🤗 xoxo

[pennyold]

god bless that phil anon im shaking in my boots. Looveeee that white boy 😻

Girl you are a trooper! Love ya!

we all love how a white boy Phil is, such a gentleman, i’m thinking of giving yall a new fic of phil but idk if u want a naughty or fluff and cutesy

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hellloooo how is the writing going girl? Im new round these parts 🤠

hiii sis!!! i’m currently a white paper, i’m having a exam week tomorrow and i end til wednesday (im not free alr) but u can tell me what u want when i come back, dm or send more request !! feel free and comfortable to chat w me 🤗💗

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defeated | j.m

summary: no matter Joel's hard efforts to vanish that moment that made him doubt his morals, his head collapsed in an insatiable moment that he couldn't control.

warnings: making out, touching, mentions of orgasm, and some suggestive content

w.c: 1,158

a/n: sorry for this late update, im devastated for leaving this series aside from my daily schedule :(. However, they're back w more moments together. Hope u enjoy reading it !!! If u wanna be tagged in the next parts, just leave a comment or dm me!!

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part one

part two

part three

part four

part five

part six

peace and love, penny ★

Joel was reflecting on what happened two nights ago; he couldn't even sleep just thinking about how wrong it was that he taught you how to kiss for the first time. He tossed and turned in his bed trying to fall asleep, but it was so difficult that he ended up exhausted by four in the morning.

On the other side, you were sleeping peacefully, with Joel's kiss imprinted in your brain, constantly replaying. You couldn't stop thinking about it, you wanted more, you needed something more that your body craved, and you didn't know exactly what that 'something' was.

Joel tried to act as calmly as possible, chatting as was customary and being kind, but the desire to return to that night tormented him all the time. His hands trembled when he kept himself busy; he was anxious, he needed to release that enormous skill that was gnawing at his brain.

One night, both were restless, not speaking a word all day, both wondering what was going on in each other's heads, but the words wouldn't come; they were stuck. You gathered your courage and opened your mouth to let out a long sigh, "Joel..." "No..." he interrupted you immediately, he didn't want to hurt you if he spoke. "Just... can we go back to how it was before? I don't like that we're like this." You tried to confront it, but you couldn't find the right words. Joel sighed and scratched the back of his neck in frustration. "I'm sorry, darling, but it torments me every damn night that I can't sleep in peace," he admitted harshly.

You bit your lip anxiously, struggling to pull a piece of skin. You looked at it for a moment and could see his anguish and fatigue in his hazel eyes. Slowly, you approached him, trying to be patient and cautious; you didn't want to bother him anymore. Joel noticed your closeness and didn't even bother to speak or move; instead, he observed each of your distant movements. You placed your hand in the air, almost touching his shoulder, wanting to feel his emotions and understand him. "Let me know you... Please..." you pleaded softly.

Joel melted inside upon hearing your pleas, clenched his fists, and with all his strength resisted putting a hand on you, but it was becoming more complicated than expected. He placed his left arm on the backrest of the chair and created an open space between them, feeling your warmth collide with his body. He looked at her legs and sighed again. He was defeated; you had defeated him with just one kiss. "It's late, I should go to sleep," you said, getting up from the armchair, but Joel's words made you sit back down. "Sit down, please," he ordered calmly, and you felt the hairs on your arms stand up, sending chills down your spine.

He beckoned you with a movement of his index finger, ordering you to come closer, "You won't tell Tommy, will you?" he whispered against your face, sending waves of chills throughout your body. You shook your head in response and teased him by getting closer, just a few centimeters away from touching his mouth. "I won't, I promise," you whispered back, making Joel throw everything over the cliff, forgetting his morals about it never happening again, but it was happening once more.

His mouth exploded into yours, and you melted in his arms, letting Joel handle you, taking you like his porcelain doll, the one he cares for and keeps to make her beautiful and impeccable. Taking you with delicacy and care, just like a diamond. You brought your hands to his brown curls and touched them gently, losing yourself in the soft hair he possesses. Joel was lost; he couldn't figure out where to place his hands, he was afraid of ruining your delicacy, but you motivated him, guiding his hands to your waist. "Touch me, explore me," you whispered against his lips.

He hears your words, and he starts to caress your waist and hips, squeezing them with his large hands. You gasp unconsciously, turning your cheeks into tomatoes. Fortunately, he didn't notice; he was mesmerized by your lips and feeling your heartbeat through every inch of your skin being touched by his hands. You squirmed at feeling a strange tickle inside, you wanted to feel something deeper, you wanted to discover what it was. "Joel... need... more," you whispered between kisses, gripping your fingers at the roots of his hair. "What do you need? Tell me," he whispered against your mouth, pulling away a few centimeters to hear your response. "Deep," he raised an eyebrow, surprised, knowing exactly what you meant.

"What do you feel?" he asked, and you squirmed in his arms, missing his lips on yours, barely managing to open your mouth. "Pain, tickles, chills..." you whispered as you felt Joel's hand slowly travel towards your inner thigh, where his fingers brushed against your intimate area. "Do you want me to continue?" You nodded without saying anything and spread out beside him, giving him better access to whatever he was planning to do.

Between kisses, his fingers created friction over your covered center, but you could still feel each movement like a feather tickling your most sensitive skin. You frowned after his finger pressed right at your entrance, stifling a gasp against Joel's mouth, and he felt the blood rush to his glans, making him curse. "Is something wrong?" you said over his mouth. He shook his head. "No, darling," he tried to ignore the painful boner he had beneath his pants.

He continued massaging your covered folds when you felt your insides contract, you tightened your fingers on Joel's shoulders and moaned, closing your legs, "Joel..." "This is how it feels when you reach maximum arousal, an orgasm... your inner walls contract, attracting..." he fell silent to avoid continuing with his explanation about how a vagina works. "Attracting what?" preguntaste mientras recuperabas tus latidos normales. "A cock, he does it to attract the ejaculation towards the uterus," he whispers while adjusting his cock trapped in his underwear.

"I wanna feel it." Your words hit Joel hard in the head, and he froze, but regained his composure. "Not now..." "Joel, please," you pleaded while holding his face. "No, it's not the time, later," he denied, pulling away a bit. "But later I won't want to," you pleaded again, and he continued to deny it. "I already told you, it's not the time." You tilted your head and looked at him. "I know you want it too," you teased him playfully. He sighed and got up from the armchair. You followed him to the stairs, and before he could enter his room, you spoke, "I hope you can sleep in peace now. Good night." You closed the door to your room, leaving Joel in the doorway. That night, he would do everything but sleep.

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[pennyold]

Fork and knife girl, ik you cooking on those requests. We all just shaking, like that one freak with big eyes at the dinner table.

What is this about? I loved it, keep going.

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Having a peaceful night, and husband!joel being silly with your kid at dinner | pure fluff

a/n: a compensation of my lazy mind for not posting uncle!joel anymore, i’m kinda in blank w that joel, so here is some lovely husband!joel. i love the happy moments this cute family has, also Joel being silly it's the cutest. I want him to be my husband.

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peace and love, penny ★

It was your mom's birthday, and everybody was celebrating quietly at a restaurant after some long workdays that you and Joel had. He seemed tired driving to the family gathering.

"Darling, you feeling good?" You lightly squeezed his arm to let him know you were worried. He glanced at you quickly and nodded. "Sure, my love" he affirmed, then returned his gaze to the road. You glanced at the back of the car, and Trevor was falling asleep next to the window. You smiled and fixed your gaze on Joel.

Your fifth anniversary would be in a few months, and you still couldn't come to terms with the father you had chosen for your child, in the luck that came to you when they met.

Finally, both arrived at the restaurant. Joel parked the car and unbuckled his seatbelt. "Alright, we've arrived." "Trevor fell asleep." After your words, he looked at Trevor, and he was clearly asleep with his mouth slightly open. "Well, I'll carry him," he said before getting out of the car. Joel picked up his son and stood up, but he felt too comfortable in his dad's arms. "Trevor, son, wake up, you need to congratulate Grandma," you whispered in Trevor's ear, and he got up immediately. Joel put him down and let his son run into his grandmother's arms. "Happy birthday, Grandma," he said while awkwardly covering her small body.

All three sat at the table after greeting the family, and the seats were scattered, so you had Joel and Trevor in front of you. While they were ordering food, he had completely lost his tiredness; he was making faces at his son, who was laughing at his expressions. Then they challenged each other to see who would blink first, and you couldn't help but chuckle; you liked seeing them happy. Your other family members didn't even seem to be aware of the moment, as if only the three of you understood.

Dinner was over, and everyone went their separate ways. You all got into the car, and Joel started driving home. Upon arrival, you took Trevor in your arms and carried him to his room, put his pajamas on him, and let him rest. When you entered the room you shared with Joel, you were surprised to see him lying on the bed with his eyes closed. You thought he had fallen asleep, so you approached him slowly and whispered, "Love," to check if he wasn't completely asleep, but it seems he was. You let him rest while you got ready to sleep, and when you came out of the bathroom, Joel had rolled his body to your side of the bed, with his face buried in your pillow.

You sat on the edge of the bed and watched him sleep, gently rubbing his back. The subtle touch woke him up, opening his eyes lazily. "Hey," you whispered, and he smiled. "How long have I been lying down?" he said sleepily, you thought as you continued massaging his back. "Mmh, ten minutes," he grunted and got out of bed. He returned after changing, but you had already turned off the room light, lying on your back asleep. He settled into bed and hugged you, falling into a deep sleep.

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[pennyold]

HOTTIE

He knows what he’s doing

[pennyold]

guys i’m literally having a painful headache so bad since yesterday and i don’t think i could post uncle!joel tmr, im sorry but ill updated it as soon as i recovered from this headache and sickness.

have a good night, good luck in your day, remember you can always leave inbox here freely, i wanna see what you think so we can discuss bout it, thank you for every support 🤗

(you can click the uncle!joel tag to see the 5 parts i’ve alr post!!)

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can we please talk about how cutie he looks??!! i wanna praise him so much like the handsome man he is ☺️😞

also ty for 200 !! love yall 😘💗

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Joaquin is so fine and such a weirdo freak i love him sm

ofc he is, silly little old man i have in my pocket 😘🙈🤗

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joel miller upclose and personal <3

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should i panic rn?!!!! oh my dear god, how good this two older mans look 🙂‍↕️🤭 I fainted.

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joel miller, you are so handsome as the day I lost you. 💌

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Johnny from cmon cmon falling for the reader who is jesse’s teacher

Also joe from you were never really here with reader who survived those guys breaking into their home w/ his mom. But he thought she was dead (angst to fluff 😜😜😜)

I love joaquin

okayyy, i know what u have in mind now. well, i researched some of Joaquin's movies, and i saw the movie Quills (IMDb web), and i got a certain attachment w Abbe (Joaquin) as a reverend, so idk if u like that type of reading.

however, I'll search and watch the movie you mentioned to get inspiration, tyy!!

[pennyold]

would you write for joaquin phoenix?

i haven’t (yet) but sure i can, what u have in mind? tell me!!

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warmth arms | j.m

summary: A brief drive through the town was tamed by the rain, which had a tinny effect on their relationship.

warnings: flirting, joel teaches how to kiss, fluff, and kissing a 'family figure'

w.c: 1,523

a/n: i finally did the BEST part and most HOT scene i wrote a bout this Joel, omg, i got sooo excited that i couldn't stop imagining him like that, im gonna faint. READ THE WARNINGS PLS, THEY ARE NOT ACTUALLY FAMILY BY BLOOD

main masterlist ↲

part one

part two

part three

part four

part five

part six

peace and love, penny ★

The next day, you felt like making a meal for Joel. He was still working on some tasks in his garage, and you could barely see him when he entered the cabin. You picked up a small brown book with worn covers, opened it, and found notes written by Joel. You read the first few pages, and it was a recipe diary; you couldn't help but smile as you read, imagining Joel cooking by himself.

You set the book aside and searched for some ingredients in the kitchen; you would make a dish you had in mind. That dish was taught to you by the woman who 'took care' of you months ago. You still remembered, so you started cooking.

By the evening, Joel had already finished his work. He entered the house and knew perfectly well that you were in the kitchen. "Hey," you turned to look at him and smiled. "Cooking again?" he asked as they sat at the table in front of the kitchen. "What?" "Didn't you get it, Uncle Joel?" he shook his head and pressed his lips together. He hated the 'uncle' coming out of your mouth. "It seems fine to me, you cook well, but you have to let me cook for you," you denied, sitting next to him. "You give me a roof, I should cook for you," you insisted, and Joel noticed how your head works.

After finishing the meal, Joel had to go to the village for some supplies, but he didn't want to leave you alone, so he invited you to go with him. You gladly accepted and followed him.

The town was quiet, as usual, but it always had something to hide. Joel parked at the hardware store, and you accompanied him. While Joel was asking for the materials at the counter, you took a look around the hardware store. "Hey, darlin'," Joel called you, and handed you a bag with light items. "Could you take this to the car?" You nodded and left the store, walking towards the truck, where you placed the bag.

You turned around and fixed your gaze on an antique shop. The store was one unit away from the hardware store, so you waited for Joel. He came out with another bag in his hand, smiling as he walked towards you. "Hey," you smiled back. "Hi." He looked at the window display with the objects and raised his eyebrows. "Wow, so you like old things, huh?" You nodded. "They're pretty, I like their vintage look." He nodded. "Let's take a look." You took him by the arm and led him into the store with you.

While you were looking at the antiques, Joel couldn't take his eyes off you. Every now and then, he looked at your face, inspecting your lips, nose, cheekbones, eyebrows, and the creases that formed at the corners of your mouth. "Could you stop?" you whispered beside him while taking a cup "What do you mean?" he whispered back with a slight smile on the side of his mouth "You keep staring at me, do you think I don't notice?" after saying the last word, you looked up and locked your gaze with Joel's.

Without having noticed it, your arm brushed against Joel's, and although Joel was taller than you, the closeness of both faces could be felt. "We should leave if you're not going to buy anything," he said playfully. You gently took him by the arm and pulled him towards you before he could walk out of your radar. "C'mere, I found a jacket for you, it would look great on you." You kept pulling his arm until you brought him to a rack with used clothes, among those piles of brown leather jackets.

You took one off a hanger and handed it to Joel. He raised an eyebrow. "Come on, try it on," you encouraged him, and he handed you the bag from the hardware store. He put on the jacket and stood in front of the old mirror, leaning against the wall. "I like it," you whispered as you watched the coat fit him like a glove, his arms looking bigger than when bare. "Oh really? Do you want me to buy it?" he looked at you for a second, and then looked at himself again. You shrugged. "I don't know, what do you think?" he laughed and took off the jacket to pay for it at the counter.

Upon leaving the store, the rain soaked them completely; it was raining so hard that the thick drops crashed against the pavement. Quickly, they got into the car, and all that could be heard were their breaths and the attempt to generate warmth to ease the slight shivering of their bodies. "Damn..." Joel gasped, "Everything okay?" he shook his head. "Everything will be muddy on the way to the cabin. If we leave now, we might get stuck." Joel was right, it was going to be complicated to drive in this rain. "Well, we'll stay here until the rain stops," you shrugged while trying to warm yourself by hugging yourself. "Are you very cold?" he asked you. You nodded slowly. "Can I take your jacket?" you said timidly. He shook his head and pulled your arm to crash your body against his.

He wrapped your body with his big arms, providing warmth with his chest, looked at your flushed face, and smiled, "Aren't you cold anymore?" he whispered, which made your hair stand on end and caused a slight tingling in your thighs. You denied answering his question, avoiding looking at him. It was becoming a comfortable position, but somewhat uncomfortable due to the strange feeling in your groin. You squeezed your thighs to calm that sensation, but it got worse; it had increased.

Joel noticed how you squirmed beneath his arms, thinking you were just trying to get comfortable, but it was something more. Without realizing it, you were getting friction in your intimate zone; it seemed pleasant, but it increased the urge to place your hand there. Inexplicably, you stopped moving and your insides contracted, suppressing a moan. "Everything okay? Do you want me to let you go?" You shook your head while touching Joel's arms, pressing his arms against your chest.

And in quick movements, you freed yourself from Joel's arms, took his face with both hands, and pressed your lips against his. Joel pushed you away and licked his lips, "What the hell...?" You pressed your lips together as you returned to your seat. "I'm sorry," you said before pressing your lips against his again. In a state of shock, Joel closed his eyes and noticed that you weren't moving your mouth; your lips were just pressed together. He pulled away again, this time, you stood still in front of him. "What was that?" Your cheeks got so hot that you looked away. "I kissed you," you whispered. "I know you did, but why?" he asked with doubt.

"Tell me the truth," he said while rubbing the bridge of his nose. "I-I... Joel... You mean a lot to me, so much." Joel blinked several times and sighed. "You like me, don't you?" he says while trying to understand the situation, you nodded and Joel cursed under his breath, "I'm too old, I can't like you, you're too young, you shouldn't..." he fell silent and thought that he had no idea what it was all about.

"Joel, I was in captivity for eight years, I don't even know what this feeling is when..." he silenced you by placing his fingers over your lips; he didn't want to hear about that right now. "Great, so we shouldn't repeat this, understood?" You nodded as you returned to your seat.

It seems that it hadn't been clear; now you were kissing Joel again, clumsily, but you liked feeling his mustache brushing against the corners of your lips. "Teach me," you whispered while placing gentle kisses on his cheeks. "Please," you whispered while looking at him with shining eyes. Joe grunted and ran his fingers through his hair. "I shouldn't be doing this, damn it," he denied while thinking again about how Tommy would react. He would put a noose around Joel's neck and hang him from a tree.

"Come on, Uncle Joel, show me." Joel grabbed your jaw with one hand, he pressed your face against his, closely. "Stop using that word, sweetheart." You frowned, "Which word?" You knew perfectly what he meant. "Uncle?" you said as Joel squeezed your cheeks, not aggressively. You groaned in pain, and finally, Joel kissed you. His mouth devoured yours, his lips surrounded yours, and he felt his stomach tighten. Little by little, he whispered what you could do during the kiss; you noticed how Joel did it, then you imitated his movements. Joel noticed how you molded yourself to him in seconds; he liked it a lot. "Alright, that's enough, long enough," he said, frustratedly as he got up from the sofa. "Is that all? I thought it would be better," you said in a playful tone while looking at him. "Better?" he repeated your words and laughed as he went up the stairs. "Go to sleep, kiddo."

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