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joelsgu4tar · 5 months

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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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prodbyton · 4 months

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🎀cw. smut +18 mdni, dom!eunseok, situationship!eunseok, sub!reader, fem!reader, yn making eunseok jealous on purpose, yn is a little tipsy, degradation (barely), rough sex, protected sex (yay), other idols mentioned for plot hehe. not edited so if theres any errors look away :3

⭐️ wc. 3.5k (OOPS)

🎧 in the closet michael jackson

“eunseok, what are you doing here?” you almost walked past him, doing a double take once you recognized the tall male resting on the wall of the crowded club.

“i could ask you the same thing,” he looks at you up and down, grinning slightly when you shifted under his gaze.

“im here with my friends”

“mhm, and where are they now?” he questions you when he realizes that no one he’s seen you around before was accompanying you through your stroll around the establishment, and knowing you were probably drunk he didn’t want a stranger to be the one to get your attention.

“wony left with her boyfriend, and ryujin is talking to some girl over there” you pout, moving closer to the boy and placing your hand on his shoulder, he looks down at your face then to where your hand rests, trying to get a good idea of your sobriety before he chooses how he’ll continue the conversation.

“feeling left out?” he raises a brow and you nod, hand going to his chest, playing with the lining of the leather jacket that covered his body that you were craving to see. “why don’t you go find some guys to hit on?”

“thats what i’m doing right now, isn’t it?” you look up at him, catching his eyes before he fights back a chuckle. you bite the inside of your lip, watching him react the way you like. getting him nervous was a skill only you had, no matter how he tried to fight it, he felt a shiver run through his body whenever you touched him.

“you’re drunk, y/n. lemme take you home?” he grabs your hand that drags from his chest to his shoulder soothingly. at least that’s what he tells himself, trying to ignore your attempts in seducing him.

“im not drunk, just horny” oh. he’s not surprised by your bluntness but its good to know you want him this bad in your sober state.

“i should get you home then. wait for me here while i bring my car around, pretty”

it was honestly perfect that eunseok was at the club at the same time as you, you planned on texting him when you were ready to leave. if you were lucky (like now,) you hoped he would take you back to your place or his and fuck you like he always did if you were in your right mind. sometimes you two wouldn’t even make it there and would just fuck in his car, you were too captivating for the boy and when you leave the house in your revealing outfits, how could he resist you? after all you called him of all people, and that fills his chest with pride.

after a night of drinking and dancing with other men, you would always call eunseok to take you home. the thought of you grinding on other men and possibly doing more with them while you weren’t under his supervision makes his skin crawl but he won’t admit it, you two aren’t together and its not his place. you just want a good fuck, and eunseok will always be there to give it to you.

once he’s out of your line of vision you try to find ryujin, going to let her know that you’re leaving and that you’re safe.

“your little boyfriend coming to get you again?” she gives you that look she always has when eunseok is the topic of conversation. there was more to your little arrangement with him that she was able to sense, even if you two deny it. the way he would spend the night with you after you two had sex, the way he would buy you food and anything else if you asked, the way he’s always conveniently free every friday night to come pick you up from whatever party or club you were at, he was always there. you two were friends with benefits, so he’s just being a good friend. a friend that fucks you absolutely stupid. a friend that looks at you with hearts in his eyes.

“he’s not my boyfriend, and he was already here, which saved me a desperate text” you roll your eyes and do a little shoulder dance, giving her a hint on what tonight’s activities will be.

“mhm, have fun babes”

you finally walk out of the doors, the brisk air of the night hitting your sweaty skin makes you shiver as you find eunseoks car. he leans on the door of the passengers seat, staring at everyone leaving the club and looking for you. he watches the way you walk to his car, studying your frame and focusing on the way your legs look in that dress. he also takes note of the way your face contorts in discomfort from your heels, making sure to remember to carry you up to your apartment once you two get there.

“you’ve officially hit #1 on my roster, for being such a gentleman” you joke as you stand in front of him, and he raises a brow.

“who was #1 before? and what was my ranking?”

“definitely in my top 10,” you pretend to think, getting eunseok riled up called for a great fucking once you got home. “and i’d say #1 was probably… sunwoo”

“baby, we both know sunwoo couldn’t possibly fuck you nearly as well as i do. and who do you call whenever you’re horny after a party?” he grabs your chin with his hand to keep your eyes on him, and you press your thighs together at his assertiveness. you almost have to hold back a whimper, he’s just so hot. “thought so. now get in the car, it’s cold”

the car ride was comfortable. eunseok let you have aux per usual, and he smiled to himself at the way you sang along to every song. he parks his car next to yours — a spot you reserved just for him, a spot you told him was just a regular guest space so it wouldn’t go to his head. so he wouldn’t get attached — and he runs to the passengers side of the car to open your door, and once you’re out of the car he’s picking you up. you yelp at the action but you’re thankful, your heels were staring to burn from the time you spent standing in your heels.

eunseok knows your apartment inside and out, in the darkness he’s able to navigate the two of you to your bedroom and place you delicately on your bed. you sit on the edge and lean on the palms of your hands while the boy turns on your bedside lamp, keeping the room at a comfortable brightness to keep you in the mood.

“look so pretty tonight baby, who were you trying to impress?” he lifts your leg to take off your shoes, caressing the skin of your calf as he slides them off your feet.

“sunwoo” theres a playful glint in your voice and eunseok stills. he gives you a look, one you know means that you pushed one of his buttons. you like that look, cuz it means he’s gonna fuck you into the mattress if you keep pressing it.

“wrong answer. wanna try again?” he smiles, giving you a chance to take back your (unfunny) joke.

“wanna fuck me?” you push your chest up into the air, and eunseok tsks at your behavior. you were so desperate for him, going as far as getting him jealous and irritated just so he can fuck you.

“keep acting like a brat and see where that gets you” he raises his brow as a warning, and you think now you’ll drop your little bratty act and be a good girl for him, but why not push his buttons one more time?

“gets me far with sun-” you can barely get his name out when eunseok his pushing your thighs open and leaving a sharp slap on the skin of your inner thigh, causing you to yelp. he keeps his hand there as he brings his body down so his lips are by your ear and you shiver, his thigh just an inch away from your core. you want to shift your body so you can make contact, but eunseoks fingers are digging into your thigh to hold you down.

“don’t know why you like pissing me off, just wanna get fucked like a slut, huh?” his words go through your ear and straight to your clit, and you have to once again stop yourself from whimpering.

“want it so bad, seok”

he hums, finally deciding to give you what you want. his lips attach to your neck, leaving hungry open mouthed kisses across the skin while his hand grips your thigh tighter. his other hand is traveling up your waist up your your chest. he gropes your tits, and you sigh at the feeling of his fingers making contact with your nipple. he doesn’t say anything to you, just groping your body.

taking his mouth off of your neck, he removes both hands off your body and you whine at the loss. he takes in your already fucked out state, smiling to himself at how easy it was to get you worked up. he pushes your body down onto the bed, not too rough but hard enough for your weak body to fall easily. thats before he grabs your waist hard, flipping you onto your stomach.

“ass up, baby” he taps your thigh, and you quickly find your balance to sit on your knees, keeping your face in the pillows how he likes. he mutters a good girl while he lets his hand lay on the swell of your ass, bringing it down the arch in your back before bringing it back up. he repeats the action, this time letting his fingers catch the fabric of the tight dress you wore, bringing it down so it bunches up at your stomach. he groans at the pretty lace panties you wore under your dress, wet patch prominent on them as you wiggle your ass in the air as a hint you want him to touch you.

“you made a mess in your panties” he coos at you as his fingers slowly hook onto the hem of the garment, pulling it down and seeing the string of your arousal that clung to you. you whine, pushing your face deeper into the pillow in embarrassment. eunseok really was the only one who could make you like this — completely soaked through your panties and have you so submissive despite your fiery personality. your pride and common sense left your body when it came to him. you didn’t care how stupid you looked begging for attention from a man who wasn’t even your boyfriend, you didn’t care how your friends would tell you to leave him alone if you two weren’t going to make it official, you couldn’t care when he was always there for you regardless of your arrangement, you couldn’t care when he makes you feel this good even when he’s barely touching you.

he brings his thumb to your core, gathering the slick thats dripping out of you before pushing it inside of you and you gasp, body jolting at the contact. he takes his thumb out of you and drags it down to your clit, pressing on the nub forcing a moan out of you. his finger circles your clit a few times and you can feel yourself getting wetter, and your body feels hot.

you grind against his finger, and he presses harder. “just fuck me already”

“gotta stretch you out first pretty girl,”

“dont care, want- need you now” eunseok groans at your eagerness. he knows how much you struggle to take him fully if he doesn’t prep you first, but with you pissing him off all night maybe you can struggle a bit.

he steps off the bed to get himself undressed, nearly tripping as he steps out of his pants. he grabs his wallet out of his jean pocket and pulls out a condom, tearing the packet open with his teeth and sliding the condom on. he hisses, he hasn’t touched his cock at all this whole night, too focused on how jealous he was and helping get you off.

getting back on the bed, he pumps himself a few times before placing his hand on your ass, lining up his cock with your hole. he presses in slightly, tip prodding at your entrance but not enough for you to feel him.

“seok-”

“show me how bad you want it” grabbing a fistful of your ass, he lets go to bring his hand back down harshly on the skin. you cry out, body jerking forward before eunseok is holding you in place.

you move your arms into a better position, moving your head from off the pillow so you could look behind you. you rest on your elbows, bringing one arm behind you so you could reach eunseok. the tip of his cock was so close to pushing inside of you, and when you push back onto him it almost gets fully swallowed by your wet heat. without his support its hard for you to get him inside of you fully and you whine, pushing back harder onto him in an attempt to get him inside of you.

he wants to laugh and tell you how pathetic you look trying to fuck yourself on him, dick not even inside you and you’re moaning. he wants to tease you and tell you that this is why he preps you. wordlessly, he pushes his tip inside of you fully. the both of you let out sounds of pleasure as your cunt takes him in.

it takes you a minute to relax around him, letting him push all the way inside of you. you feel so full, the pain from the stretch subsiding and you crave more. you move forward, letting him slide out of you almost completely until just the tip is inside of you before you press your ass to him, squeezing around his cock as he bottoms out again. your body trembles under his hold, the way he stays still with his hands on your ass, and he grips the flesh tighter each time you move.

he lets you get yourself off on his cock, giving you words of encouragement to keep going and slapping your ass each time your pace faltered. you felt like you were on cloud nine, but it still wasn’t enough. you couldn’t get him deep enough, and you weren’t moving fast enough for your own and his liking.

“fuck me, eunseok”

that's all he needed to move one of his arms to push your lower body back into the mattress, grabbing both your arms to put them behind your back and snap his hips forward. he fucks you with purpose, your body is weak under him as he builds a fast pace. you can feel the way his dick stretches you out with each pull, and you can’t help the way you clench around him each time his hips kiss the skin of your ass.

“pussy so tight for me, just for me right?” he lets his jealousy peek through, moaning and leaning over you to press his cock deeper inside of you. your eyes roll to the back of your head at the sensation, you open your mouth to moan but nothing comes out.

“yes, just for you- all for you” your voice is slightly muffled by the pillow, but eunseok can hear you and he’s satisfied with your answer. he thrusts harder, and you can feel the pressure of your orgasm building up in your stomach. “close, so close”

he could feel it, he knows once you can barely keep your eyes open and you cant let out any sounds that you’re going to cum soon, like you’re holding your breath anticipating the orgasm he’ll be forcing out of you.

except he’s not fucking you anymore. he’s pulled out of you and let your body fall limp against the mattress, body trembling and the shock of being deprived of sweet realease finally comes over you. your tense muscles stop you from sitting up and grabbing at him, all you can do is turn your body around so you’re on your back, weak no’s and please leave your mouth as eunseok watches you.

denying you an orgasm was evil, he knew it. but you deserved it tonight. and honestly, he was going to cum soon as well and needed a breather. he can never last long when he fucks you from behind, and fucking you in that dress — that goddamn dress you wore tonight, he swears he would’ve taken you in front of everyone in that club.

once he feels like he’s tortured you enough, he spreads your legs open, inching closer to you and lifting one of your legs over his shoulder. he holds onto the flesh of your thigh tight, and he uses his other hand to guide his cock back into your hole. it’s quick, and you almost scream with how deep he feels in this position.

he’s so pretty, focused on where your bodies connect as he finds the pace that makes you react the best. you stare at his face, the way it contorts in pleasure as he tries to get you to your peak. then you look at the way the muscles on his stomach contract, how you see his toned stomach glisten in the dim light of your room each time he pushed back into you.

“this pretty pussy is all for me right?” his free hand moves to your clit and you moan loudly as his fingers rub tight circles around the swollen bud. your throat was dry as you tried to get a word out.

“y-yours, seok-” you had a hand in the sheets, fingers turning white as the other goes to the back of eunseoks neck. you hold him close to your face, body bending almost uncomfortably but you felt too good to care.

“you like when i fuck you like this?” his words were warm against your lips, eyes locked in on yours as he talked to you. you were so close you could almost taste it.

“love it, love your cock, love it so mu-mngh” you were cut off by a rough kiss to your lips, his tongue swirling in your mouth once before he pulled away, face still close to yours as he looked in your eyes.

“i love you”

shit. fuck.

you didn't have enough time to process the words that left his lips before you were cumming, moaning right in eunseoks face and he pressed his lips to yours again. you tried your best to kiss back but your vision was going blurry and you were fading in and out of consciousness. he lifts his body up so he can fuck you faster, fingers still on your clit as your pussy spasmed around him. his orgasm hit him not too long after, hips stilling while he filled the condom up with his cum.

he took his fingers off you, pulling out of you and letting your body rest for a moment before he has to clean you up. he sits there, realizing that he just told you he loves you mid fuck. he doesn’t know what he should do — nothing he could say could help his case. what if you don't feel the same way? what if you did but he says the wrong thing? he doesn’t want to fuck this up. he’d rather have you like this than to not have you at all.

you were asleep now, eunseok wiped his face with his hands before getting up. he rid himself of the condom he wore and got a towel to clean you up with, shushing you softly when you whimper at the sensitivity. he put his boxers back on before walking out of your room, making way to your kitchen to get you some water. he sits you up and makes you drink it, telling you that you were so good for him and that you need your rest.

once you both were cleaned up, eunseok gets into bed with you and spoons you under the covers. before you let your fatigue take over, you let your brain recover the words said before you blanked out.

“did you mean it?” your voice was soft, a part of you hoped the boy was still awake, so he could tell you what he meant. but another part of you wished he was still asleep, you didn’t want to bear the emotions of being rejected right before you went to sleep. not while he was still here, in bed with you.

“of course i meant it. now go to sleep, pretty girl. we’ll talk in the morning”

a/n: when i tell yall this was supposed to be at most 1.5k but i got carried away… eunseok makes me crazy. i hope you guys enjoyed it <33

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laneywrld · 2 months

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dirty diana | Lewis Hamilton

summary: you and lewis catch sight of each other after ending your arrangement nearly a year and a half earlier. based on dirty diana by michael jackson.

word count: 3.5k

warnings: SMUT, cheating,

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Lewis knew he shouldn't want you as much as he does. He's fully aware of the eyes you were giving him from your place in the crowd. You were hypnotic and alluring.

He desired you in every way possible. As much as he told himself he'd never give in again, he knew that your temptations would always work on him. You were a fucking vixen.

His own living and breathing wet dream, tantalizing and enticing, every sway of your body called out to him.

He knew it was wrong.

Imagining you pressed against his body as you whimper out his name as you always did, breathless and nearing.

His girl was at his hotel waiting for him and here he was, mesmerized by you, enthralled by every simple swish of your hips.

His arms are folded over the railing as he watches you from above, a glass hanging in his right hand. His jaw clenches as he watches you welcome the hands of another man onto your hips. You smile at him so devilishly and drag your eyes away from his as your hands crawl up your body and into your hair.

If Lewis squeezed the glass any tighter it'd shatter, and he was close, watching as your body winded onto the man behind you.

He stands up straight bringing the glass to his lips.

Juliana. He reminds himself as the drink burns his throat.

You were in the past. You had your fun, it was over now.

But still, he can't help the way his eyes are forced back to your frame.

If it were anyone else this wouldn't have worked, he wouldn't have felt compelled to them, his body drags him from the section, easing down the steps and into the bustling crowd. But it wasn't just anyone else, it was you.

The woman who had managed to crack his resolve beyond the surface level. The woman who knew who better than anyone else in the world. The woman who took the time to actually get to know him. Beyond all of that, you were the woman who understood his body like no other, who fucked him like no other.

He searches for you, maneuvering through the crowd with ease until he sees you. And there you are, hips convincing and seductively coiling on the undeserving stranger. Lewis' heart staggers as your eyes meet his in the crowd and once again you're offering him that same knowing twist of your lips.

You were challenging him, watching and waiting like a tiger to its prey.

He could see the daring look from where he stood. And he could almost hear your airy voice in his head, "What's it going to be Lewis?"

The confidence he had to approach you fleets as you stared him deep in his eyes, now he just feels like a deer caught in headlights. What's it going to be?

There was no turning back, Lewis tips back the glass, swallowing the remainder of his drink in one gulp. As he approaches you, he shoves the cup into the chest of an unsuspecting stranger.

There you are, chest to chest with him, in a dark Miami nightclub with sweaty bodies surrounding the two of you. Lewis sighs as the light beams continuously shine through the crowd, occasionally illuminating your face.

You don't stop your movements, still flowing to the music.

As you watch his sights follow the hands traveling up and down your body you smirk watching his jaw twitch.

You turn in the man's hands, your bottom half rubbing against Lewis as you do. One hand travels to the stranger's chest the other on his neck as you lean up to whisper an airy "This was fun."

Lewis doesn't hear what you say to the man and he fights to catch the whisper as the music trumpets around the club.

You pat his chest twice, slipping from his hold and mixing into the crowd. You look over your shoulder and sure enough, Lewis is still standing there pupils blown as you stride away.

You smirk to yourself as you see him following in behind you.

He didn't know why he followed you, he just knew he couldn't help it. Like a moth to a flame, he was hot on your trail.

Shoving his way through the crowd as you gracefully maneuvered through the bustling bodies.

You look back at him one last time before stepping out of the crowd.

Lewis races against time to catch you, tripping and stumbling as he pushes through the dancefloor.

This was a complete flip compared to the last time he saw you when he willingly let you leave. When he forced your hand and told you he loved another woman.

Now he was chasing you, and he wondered if this was some kind of new power dynamic you were presenting, he wouldn't mind if it was, as long as it got him to you.

It'd been nearly a year and a half since that night.

And you knew better you really did, but knowing didn't always trump feelings.

You were smart enough to know to always listen to your brain, but you felt much too passionately to ignore the urges of your racing heart.

When you first saw Lewis on the balcony of the club you nearly left before he saw you.

You knew the Miami Grand Prix brought out the big boys, the biggest being Lewis and you knew that one thing Lewis fucking Hamilton couldn't turn down was a fucking good time. And where else has the greatest nights, every night other than Miami?

You knew he'd be out, but you had convinced yourself he'd be out with his girlfriend, and that thought alone convinced you to have a night out and get absolutely shitfaced just so you could keep all thoughts of the fine British man from your head.

The only inconvenience was that you hadn't expected to be at the same nightclub as him, especially when there were so many he could've gone to.

You can't find it in you to feel bad as you escape from the back doors of the club, you know he's still following you and it gives you some kind of sick thrill, having him chase after you for once.

You hear the door slam open behind you and rushing footsteps, yet you keep on your path.

Lewis speedwalks after you, his footfall persistent until he catches up with you and grips your forearm with conviction, gently easing you against the alley wall.

"y/n." he breathes, his voice gravelly and hoarse.

"Lewis." you reciprocate.

"What are you doing to me? Why are you doing this to me?"

"Doing what, Lewis?"

He closes his eyes and drops his head with a sigh and he looks as though he's physically in pain. You continue.

"What am I doing to you, Lewis?"

"You're making it hard."

You chuckle and he lifts his head to stare into your eyes, still as beautiful as the last time he looked at you. "Making it hard to what?" There's a sort of devious glint swimming in your orbs that takes him back. He knows you know what you're doing to him, and that is perfectly fine with him, in fact, it's more than welcome.

"Making it hard to want her," he declares, "when I can have you."

You know what you're doing isn't right in any sense, and that there's no way to justify it, but you never claimed to be a good person and you never claimed to have the best of morals, seemed you actually had none when it came to Lewis.

Your hand slides between the two of you, gliding against his clothes chest and traveling its way up and around his neck until it settles at the nape, where your fingers card through his freed curls.

"Mhmm," you hum pulling him closer until your lips are only centimeters apart, "you'd better stop before you do something you'll regret."

His body is flush against yours, your scent wafting into his nostrils, familiar and calming and his eyes fall shut again, "y/n." he whispers and you tsk at him.

"we've been here before, you remember that, don't you?"

Lewis whines, literally whines as his head falls into the crook of your shoulders.

"That's how you got me last time, I know your every move, Hamilton, catching me in alleys, trapping me, seducing me."

Lewis' heart is racing you can feel it against your chest as he melts into you.

"I fell for it that first time," he doesn't know what kind of game you were playing, as you scold him in such a seductive tone and your fingers continue to thread through his hair and soothe his scalp. He's harder than he's ever been in his life, he's never wanted someone so bad.

"I was too blind to see it last time baby." you hum, the air from your words tickling his skin as your lips teeter the fine line that is the space between you and his ear. Your voice is so low and soft and you speak to him. "We've been here times before, huh?"

Lewis lets out a noise of agreeance and if you weren't so adamant about bringing him to his knees before you, you would have laughed at his eagerness.

"But that's okay." Lewis visibly perks up at your words, his head turning further into your neck and his lips begin to pepper kisses against your hot skin.

"Baby, do what you please, I have the stuff that you want, I am the thing that you need." The words come out breathless and shaky as he trails his lips from your neck to your jaw and eventually pulls away to stare into your eyes.

You finally decide to feed his urges and like the starving man he is, he ravishes your lips as you close the gap between the two of you, lips brash and impatient, your mouths connect, and the only noise heard between the two of you the urgent pecking of each other's lips against the other.

For the first time in what feels like forever, that burning feeling returns to both of your guts, that primal urge to have the other returning like it never dissipated.

Lewis groans, as your hand grips him through his pants and he pushes your body impossibly further against the rough brick wall. His hand comes up to cup the back of your head as a shield. "Fuck."

And just as Lewis finds himself looking for your lips again you turn your head to the right, his mouth skimming your cheek instead.

"Something you'll regret." You gasp, and Lewis shakes his head, lifting his hand to turn your head towards him again.

He doesn't move to kiss you again, just stands there your eyes gazing into each other, his hand nestled on your hip and the back of your head, yours gripping his waist.

Now this was the Lewis you knew, you recognized him now as he stood before you, desperate for no one other than you, craving you and looking at you as if the whole world revolved around you.

"I've only regretted one thing in my entire life" He says it like it the obvious but he makes no move to step away from you. It makes you wonder if he's referring to ending things with you that night.

You know you're giving in to him, but you don't have to say it aloud.

"I have to go home, I'm getting tired. And I hate sleeping alone, why don't you come home with me?"

There's an inner turmoil swimming in Lewis' mind, you can see it through his troubled orbs, how the darkness of his pupils are blown as he stares down at you.

He looks like a wild man, as he stands there panting, craving you and not knowing whether he should act on it or not.

He's got a girl in his hotel room waiting for him.

He knows she's probably worried given the multiple missed calls and unreturned texts he has sitting on his home screen. Ever since he's connected with Juliana it's become a ritual to let her know he's alright when he takes on the town.

He hadn't called her, but he was more than alright.

Which is how you ended up in the back seat of his blacked-out SUV as his driver sets way to your home.

Lewis' lips never leave you as he spreads you out against the leather of the back seats, he trails his mouth from your legs up your thigh and even to your fingers, peppering kisses against your soft skin until he reaches your neck and then your cheeks, he briskly kisses your lip and settles onto the spot between your brows just as the car halts in your driveway.

Lewis is being so soft with you that every mean thought about him evaporates from your body.

The eye contact between the two of you is intense as you eye him inquisitively, you want to see if he is going to take that next step and enter the house with you. "Too far?" You question.

"I wanna go too far." He asserts, his hand pulling you into a seated position and pulling your face towards him.

"Then I'm all yours."

"All mine?"

"Mhhm, you can do what you want to me Lewis, all night, I have what you want, I'm what you need."

You don't care how you ended or about Juliana, because you had Lewis and he was calling out for you now.

You should feel bad, so bad, but this was all that you've craved for the better half of a year and it was everything you desired.

Lewis eases you from the car like it's his place you're sneaking into. He unlocks your door with the code he's memorized since you brought him back here that first night.

The second the door closes he's on you again with no hesitation, hands falling to your waist and pulling you against him as your lips meet once again for the fourth time that night.

Somehow the two of you ended up in your room, your body sitting on the edge of the bed in your panties as Lewis pulled his shirt from his muscular frame.

When you pull him closer by his belt loops his phone rings from his back pocket, and you look up at him with a devious glint in your eye as you continue to unzip his pants, Lewis groans as you free him from his confines. "Answer the phone."

And like he's a puppy to its owner, Lewis obeys, snatching the phone from his pocket just as his pants pool around his ankles, you act quickly, your mouth wrapping around him, it's such an alluring sight that he doesn't bother to take his eyes away as he answers the phone and puts it up to his ear.

You hear her voice ring through the phone and it eggs you on.

"Lewis, babe, when are you coming back? Are you okay?"

Lewis freezes his thrusting into your mouth coming to a halt as Juliana's voice escapes from the speaker.

Your mouth pops off of Lewis and your brows raise with amousement and you mouth the very words that Lewis repeats, tell her you're alright.

Lewis drags the phone away from his face as you switch places, forcing him to plop onto the bed as you nestle onto your knees between his legs, taking him back into your mouth as if you're starving for him.

Your free hand travels over and lifts his phone-clad hand back up to his face.

Lewis came to one conclusion, you wanted him to talk to her while he was fucking around with you, you were devious.

And your lips were tantalizing as you left tantalizing kisses against his shaft, your tongue poking out to prod at his head.

"Fuck- yeah, just had to take a breather, it's hot in there." He breathes out his free hand falling down cup your face as you swallowed him, "Forgot my key?" He groans and his eyes squeeze shut as you suckle on him extra snugly, fingers clawing at his thighs.

"I um- fuck, just leave the door unlocked."

You wondered if she could hear the lewd wet, suckling noises filling the air as you took him deeper and deeper into your mouth, you hoped she would.

"Lewis, what's that noise?" She asks, and you free him from your mouth, raising from the ground to straddle his lap. You push the phone away from his ear and lean in to whisper, "Better think fast." you tease, pushing the phone back in its place just as you sink down onto him.

Lewis loses his breath, his breath studdered and choked as his eyes roll to the back of his head, you tap his cheek gently two times, mouth dropped in pleasure as you ride him.

"The phone." you mouth, head dropping into the crevice of his neck where you begin to pepper hot, open mouth, sloppy and wet kisses to his skin.

"There's a lot of people out here, way too hot in there."

Every word comes out broken and studdered and if Lewis is being completely honest, he doesn't care to play these games, if it was up to him he'd let it be known right now that you were on top of him riding him like your life depends on it, squeezing him like you needed to milk him to survive.

But you seemed to be getting a thrill out of this and he'd give you anything you wanted, especially if it meant you kept riding him like this.

"Oh." she sounds confused but she lets it go just as quickly, "What time are you coming home?"

Your head shoots up from his neck and you're no longer dragging your hips up and down slowly over him, your pace picks up as you eye him in curiosity, like you want to know his answer as well.

A knowing smirk falls onto your lips as his mouth falls open and he wraps an arm around your back, urging you to go faster. She's a fool if she doesn't hear how his breath is staggering, if she doesn't hear the small whimpers he lets out as his jaw falls slack, the slight creek of the bed.

"Answer her Lewis." It's sick and it's evil, you know it as you say the words aloud, "Tell her when you're coming back." you moan out, hand shooting up to grip his neck softly, just to keep his eyes on you as he came close to the edge.

He doesn't move to take his eyes off of you or even remotely try to speak into the phone as you take it from his grasp, allowing him to hold onto you with both hands, "mhmm," you moan again, "When are you going home, baby?"

Shouts of his name are heard over the phone as you lift it to your face.

Lewis doesn't bother paying the call any attention, as he audibly bottoms out inside of you, his orgasm ripping through him like a tornado as pleasure flushes throughout both of you, that burning heat and passion crashing against the surface, he moans out your name, loudly and mushes his mouth against yours as his frame jolts from the sensation.

"Hey girly, he's not coming back, because he's sleeping with me."

You disconnect the call, his phone falling from your hand and onto the floor as Lewis falls back against your mattress and pulls you with him, still nestled inside of you he brings your lips to his, only pulling away long enough to mutter nearly incoherent words to you.

"You're so fucking dirty, mhhm?"

"Fucking drunk on you, missed you so bad."

"Yeah?" you question, "not regretting it yet?"

"Told you, only regret one thing, and that was letting you go, fucking love you."

His words ignite flames in your belly and they travel through your veins and into your heart, the organ beating faster than ever before.

"You're all I want, all I need." He admits, honey-brown eyes sparkling with love and tenderness as he gently gazes at you.

"What took you so long?"

He answers like he doesn't even have to think about it, like the words have been brimming at his lips since that unthinkable night a year and a half ago.

"Didn't think you loved me, wanted to hear you say it that night first, Wanted to be sure before I was a fool, always only craved you, she was a distraction, someone to get my mind off of the thoughts that I was having about you, thoughts that I thought weren't reciprocated, are they reciprocated?"

"They've always been, Lewis."

ahh long time no see, life is whooping my ass but y'all have been asking for part two and I've been slacking so here you go <3 I've got so many drafts I need to revise and just drop it's like twenty of these mfs omg.

and oh baby hit 1000+ notes, so i'm feeling extra generous, be on the lookout 😉

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iamyourdailydoseofbi · 3 months

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( ✧ MY MASTERLIST! ✧ )

[ Will be updated in time, so be sure to check / refresh ] Some will not have links as they are not posted yet.

Want to know where else you can find me? Here.

Tips and tricks for baby writer's. Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4 Pt 5 Pt 6 Pt 7 Pt 8 Pt 9 Pt 10

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON.

"The only thing that could tear down the house of the dragon was itself.." [ Mix of HOTD and Modern AU ]

Aegon II Taragaryen - "The Upsurger King"

"Let the ravens fly that the realm may know the pretender is dead, and their true king is coming home to reclaim his father's throne."

The History Book on the Shelf. ( Complete )

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4 Pt 5

Promise not to drop me? Only a fool would drop you. ( Complete )

Pt 1 Pt 2

Wanna wrap my hands around your neck. ( Complete )

Pt 1

Pt 2

Will you pray for me? ( Complete )

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3

Like real people do. ( Complete )

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3

Small council, cherry tarts and dragon dreams.

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3

In the dark of the night.

Run rabbit, run run run.

A glimpse of us.

Oh, who is she?

From my blood, comes your ruin.

The worst guy to share a blunt with.

Aemond Targaryen - "The One Eyed"

"Do not mourn me, Mother. It was a fair exchange. I may have lost an eye, but I gained a dragon."

The Baratheon Curse. ( Complete )

Pt 1 Pt 2

Small council, cherry tarts and dragon dreams.

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3

A game I couldn't lose.

Don't touch what is mine.

S-I-M-P

Either way what bliss.

I was gone for five fuckin' minutes.

Helaena Targaryen - "The Dragon Dreamer"

"It is our fate, I think, to crave always what is given to another. If one possesses a thing, the other will take it away."

Small council, cherry tarts and dragon dreams.

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3

You have so much to do, and I have nothing ahead of me.

Alicent Hightower - "The Green Queen"

"The city is yours, Princess. But you will not hold it long. The rats play when the cat is gone, but my son Aemond will return with fire and blood.."

I hope the guilt kills you.

Jacaerys Velaryon - "The Lord Strong"

"For my mother, for my family, I will fight till my last breath.."

I don't want to be his Queen, I want to go home.

THE CONQUEROR REBORN. [ A HOTD FANFIC ]

"Twas' a tangled web Roselyn Hightower found herself in. Weaved so intimately with Aegon and Helaena Targaryen."

Chapter / Excerpts.

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

Book Info.

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Edits.

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11

12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21

THE PINK PONY CLUB. [ A HOTD x MODERN AU FANFIC ]

"In every other universe, Roselyn Hightower would find Helaena Targaryen and Aegon Targaryen. And in every other universe, it does not end well for them."

Chapter / Excerpts.

1 2 3 4

Book Info.

1 2 3 4 5

Edits.

1 2 3

DEAD FICS / I WILL NEVER WRITE FOR THESE FANDOM, CHARACTER'S, ETC. AGAIN.

Wednesday [ TV Show ]

Watch my heart burn. ( Complete & Discontinued )

Pt 1 Pt 2

House of the Dragon.

Burn. ( Complete & Discontinued )

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3

By your side. ( Complete & Discontinued )

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3

Six of Crows. [ TV Show ]

When your older. ( Complete & Discontinued )

Pt 1 Pt 2

Haven't I given enough?

Percy Jackson.

I just died in your arms. ( Complete & Discontinued )

Pt 1 Pt 2

Old enough to understand.

Close your eyes.

The Boys.

Doin' Time.

A leap of faith.

The other woman.

The Walking Dead.

5 stages of grief.

The Hobbit.

Never trust a spell.

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Tell me if you see any errors and I'll fix them asap!

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- It’s just you and me -

Pairings - Clarisse La rue x Fem! Daughter of Hecate! Reader

MAJOR SPOILER WARNINGS FOR PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS

Palestine aid link

The battle of Manhattan. The battle that would decided the fate of the Olympians and the future of the world.

You swung your spear, cutting into a hellhound making the animal cry out in pain. Normally the sound of a dog whimpering would of hurt you to the core seeing how your mothers sacred animal was dogs, however after watching your familiar who was a Doberman and a gift from your mother get ripped apart by a monster you couldn’t care less about.. well anything.

Something that also plagued your mind was the daughter of ares. You saw silenas sacrifice. you saw clarisse kill the drakon. You saw her get the blessing of ares. And you saw clarisse practically loose herself.

Angry Tears started to fall down your face once again. After years of liking clarisse she had finally started to look your way, both of you sneaking around just to hangout, spending time away from others and once finding yourself in her cabin cuddled up to the girl. Then she had to go and ruin it all— saying you two would never be something. She decided to tell you that the night before you left for the battle.

You didn’t know where she was currently, probably somewhere fighting some monster in her fathers name. Wiping your eyes you knew you had to focus on what was happening around you rather than your failed situationship. Your hurt ankle throbbing and starting to swell adding to your list of worries.

A tall shadow started to form around you. Cursing you turned to face the growing figure. “Well would you look at that” a young cyclops grinned. Most likely somehwere between being a teenager and adulthood making him an intimidating height but not towering. “A daughter of Hecate, how I’ve waited to kill a child of that traitor bitch”

“My Mother isnt a traitor” You Bit back turning your tired stance to a more defensive one, preparing for a fight. The cyclops let out a deep laugh. “Your mother betrayed Kronos in the first battle against the Olympians siding with his trash like children, she’s selfish only looking out for herself. Who’s to say she won’t betray you”

His condensing laugh made the hairs on your arms stand up. The cyclops swung his club at you not giving you a chance to defend yourself — throwing you against a wall.

Groaning you sat up only to roll out the way to avoid getting crushed. Frantically searching around you tried to find your spear only to see it snapped in half across the way.

Standing up you limped over to a fallen demigod grabbing his sword, taking the weapon you tried to defend yourself.

The next thing you knew the monster had back handed you. Landing on the ground you flinched waiting for the final hit from the monster… only for it to never come.

“Get up” Clarisse yelled. You quickly looked up seeing the girl, after a moment she noticed your ankle. Scoffing clarisse picked you up bridal style.

She set you down into her chariot that was now scuffed up with dirt, weapon marks and blood. Bringing it up to the infirmary station she quickly walked inside.

“Stay here” she ordered before running off, going to grab some Apollo kid she snatched him by his shirt throwing him in your general direction. “Clarisse you can’t just drag me away from different kids” will complained rubbing his neck before taking notice of you. “Help her, I’ll make it up to you just make sure she’s fine first” clarisse crossed her arms. Everything was happening so quickly that it didn’t complelty process that clarisse.. the Clarisse was worried about you.

Will gently grabbed your ankle making you cry out in pain. It was broken. You watched as the young kid started to run around grabbing different items to make a splint.

A weight covered your hand. Looking up you saw clarisse rubbing soft circles over your now dirtied palm. You knew she had alot on her shoulders. Taking her hand into yours, you gently squeezed her hand to show her you stood with her.

Always.

Will soon came back. Him placing your ankle in a splint hurt like hell but the ambrosia he soon provided help you calm down.

Your breathing eased out and the pain soon subsided. You hand felt empty as clarisse pulled away.

She grabbed a sword that was leaning on the wall and tightened her armor as if she was about to go back out. Debating for a moment you hoped off from the counter you sat on limping towards the girl.

You ignored Will who was yelling at you. Clarisse heard the commotion happening behind her, she turned around and before she could yelled at you grabbed her by the top part of her breast plate pulling her down into a kiss.

A moment later clarisse wrapped an arm around you lifting you up some to get your weight off the hurt foot. Kissing you lovingly but also desperately as if it would be the last time she saw you.

Pulling back you softly hit the girl on the breast plate. “Don’t get killed, I swear to god if you fucking die I wi—“ you were cut off by another kiss. You felt clarisse smiling some against your lips, mentally you wanted to beat her ass but you knew better.

Once clarisse pulled back she placed another soft quick kiss onto your lips “have some faith in me ok.. I’m coming back, it’s just you and me” she rested her forehead against yours before walking back and leaving the hotel.

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hii! i recently stumbled upon your owen scar analysis where we see most of his scars, and wondered if it was possible for you to the same with abby? :)

Ohhh good idea. The only reason I hadn't yet is Abby only has a couple scars we don't know the origin of, but I can go over every scar she gets!

Abby's Scars Analysis

First, I'll start with Abby's oldest scars, she has a small scar on her forehead and it's the only visible scar on her younger self. Fun fact, Jocelyn actually has this scar and she's mentioned it's from being hit in the head as a kid with a golf club (lol).

Her older model has a similar looking scar on her right cheekbone. I assume she got these either from being hit with a blunt object or a fall, something like that. Her forehead scar interestingly becomes more noticeable as she ages, it even raises a bit in her Pillars model.

Her chin injury from the car crash does not visibly scar in Santa Barbara.

Next is the other visible scar Abby has when we see her in Seattle. Abby is for the most part not scarred much at the start of the game, she gets a hurt shoulder from Jackson and has some blemishes but these are the only scars we can see. (Her bare torso model is completely unmarked.)

There's two small marks on her arms, one more noticeable than the other. To me, the one on her forearm looks semi recent and looks scabbed. They'd come back from Jackson a few weeks prior, so it's possible Abby was hurt on that trip. But I headcanon it more that she was distracted on patrol when she returned and it was a small stab wound, possibly environmental.

One thing that annoys me about these scars though is that in never heals, it looks about the same from Seattle to Santa Barbara.

Now Abby gets some scars after the theater fight. The wounds Ellie gives her is the bite (which heals) and a stab to Abby's left thigh (which she masterfully shakes off lol.) We don't get to see Abby's bare thigh but it's likely that wound scarred.

The rest of the slashes, which seem to be 4 slashes on her arms and one across her left cheek come from Dina. It also seems as though the arm scars are mostly raised and noticeable, while her cheek scar is more subtle and indented like she tried to stitch it and take care of it more afterwards.

Abby’s next batch of scars are from Ellie on the beach… as if she didn’t suffer enough 😒 She gets a slash on her cheek, a slash on the front and side of her torso, multiple slashes on her arms, especially her left arm which she used to block, a deep stab wound in her left shoulder and a stab wound through her chest.

Here I’m showing her post beach fight textures on her Seattle body (the full Pillars body isn’t complete). You can see how deep the wounds are 🙁

I’m thinking she must have rode the boat a bit down the coast and then looked for supplies to help her and Lev before going all the way to Catalina, so she wouldn’t bleed out…

These are my interpretations of how the beach fight scars might heal. You can see some more of that with my various fan arts of TLOU 3 Abby. I drew over the slash placements, and added in the thigh stab and chest stab scar and some other various scratches she might have gotten. I tried to have them look similar to her scars in early Santa Barbara, raised and a bit pink.

Hopefully the Firefly doctors will help her out a lot with the healing of the cuts and the sunburn and she can just chill for a bit 😢

Bonus skins

This new skin isn't canon or anything and neither is the Eighties skin. In that skin you can see Abby's cheek scar under her makeup, which I thought was cool. But the Badlands skin has a brand new scar that goes all across Abby's cheek to her lips. I think this must be a scrape from some sort of weapon that scratched her. The redness on the cheek makes it seem fairly new

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