@chaotic-mystery and I are writing more for Not A Survivalist Girl and Joel is so mean š¤ mean old man Joel Miller šµāš«
BARK BARK BARK
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My beloved Yapper in Chief
4, 8. 11
das me, I am Chief Yappy š«”
a story idea you havenāt written yet
Oh god, I have so many. I still have my babysitters fic from last OCTOBER that I never got around to writing (I will one day), I also have ideas cooking for a few other characters I don't normally write for (We've got some stepdad stuff, some hitchhiking slasher perhaps, HEHEHEHE)
if you had to write a sequel to a fic, youād write one forā¦
I think if I had to write a sequel to one of my stories, I think I would do one for Take A Hint - my first Frankie story I've ever posted. It was so much fun and ya know, he really pisses me off in that story so he deserves something, karma if you will.
a WIP youād like to finish someday
I would love to finish rewriting Not A Survivalist Girl and get the entire thing posted this time around š
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Sneak peek below the cut for NASG chapter 5 NSFW š¤ wanted to give yāall a mouthful instead of just a taste ;)
@chaotic-mystery posted her sneak peek as well š®āšØ
Joel could feel what was left of his rationale was dissipating before his very eyes. It crumbled like sand pulverized by crashing waves. Fluttered like ash from a burning fire disappearing into the thick blanket of black in the night sky. His pupils expanded, darkened as the fire's warm glow flickered against his irises. The close proximity to you was spinning his mind in fast circles. Your exposed skin begging to be touched by his calloused hands, and wet mouth. He swallowed hard, the Adams of his apple bobbing as his gaze met yours. He wet his lips with one swipe of his tongue as all the blood in his body flowed southward, straight to his strained cock that was pressing painfully against the confines of his worn boxers.
āYouāre playinā with some dangerous fire right now, girlie. You sure you wanna do that?ā His brow raised as he leaned in close, close enough that you could taste the whiskey on his breath and feel the heat radiating from his body. āIāll give ya one chance to take back what ya just said. After that..ā He trailed off as his eyes flitted down to your lips. His hand reached out, cupping your jaw as his thumb dragged across your lower lip, tugging the soft skin down with his thumbnail. āCāmon. Use those big girl words and tell me you donāt fuckinā want this. Cāmon, girlie. This is your one chance to back out while you still can.ā
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NASG chapter 4 sneak peek below the cut š
Written with @chaotic-mystery š¤
Title: āDeath Over Decafā
āI do not fuckinā sound like that, girlie.ā His tone was gruff, and he had a displeased expression on his face as his eyes narrowed in on you with a certain sharpened edge of malice swirling through his darkened pupils. He had every intention to make you jump out of your skin from his unannounced arrival.
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Hiiii good-morning!
Here is my plan for the week babes:
I already have a set plan for chapter 5 of āblue jeans nāTexas dreamsā I swear, this one is writing itself at this point lol.
I will be starting it sometime after work/gym and I might even have it up by tonight! (Latest tomorrow night)
After that, I can dedicate all my time to writing chapter 15 of āBurning in a Hopeless Dreamā I think this chapter might end up being the longest one I have written, and I imagine the rest will be pretty long as well.
Maddi and I are also brainstorming for āNot a Survivalist Girlā hopefully weāll have chapter 1 out for yāall soon!
Okay, thatās all from me for now! Happy Monday and have a wonderful day ā” ā” ā”
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@chaotic-mystery and I are finishing up chapter 3 of Not a Survivalist Girl š we should have it posted by tonight!
Sneak Peek below the cut
Joel responded with a grunt as he slowly stood up from the log, bringing his hand to his lower back as he tried to stretch it out. Goddamn log. Goddamn stupid fucking fluffy pink blanket. Goddamn stupid cans hanging from a fucking tree. Goddamn birds chirping. Goddamn. Goddamn. Goddamn. You looked cute in the morning. That was for goddamn sure.
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You donāt understand how much i love not a survivalist girl!!!! Itās the best joel fanfiction iāve ever read and you must have read my mind because that is exactly the kind of joel fanfiction that i love the most simply because 1) i love grumpy!joel x helpless-but-trying-sunshine!reader, itās the best trope in the world, not up for discussion and 2) that would literally be me in the apocalypse so itās the only way i can ever relate to a reader š¤£ maybe thatās i love it so much! ANYWAY i love this fic and also your writing is impeccable!
I am so happy to hear how much you love NASG š¤ this story would not be possible without the lovely @chaotic-mystery who writes for our ever-so sassy and flirtatious reader! Maddi and I have been having so much fun writing this story for yāall
Thank you so much for your kind words š„¹
-Gi
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