#wordywarriorwrites

[wordywarriorwrites]

The Run

Title: The Run | A03 | Rating: M​

Pairing: Joel Miller x F! Reader

Summary: Being a day late returning from a run isn’t that big of a deal, but two? Worried doesn't even begin to describe how Joel feels.

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Language.

Brow furrowed and teeth clenched, Joel prowls the living room, the dull thud-thud-thud of his boot heels matching the thunderous pounding of his heart.

“I’m sure they’re fine,” Tommy insists, bouncing his fussing son in his arms. “Just behind schedule, is all. You know how it can be.”

The glare he directs toward his brother stops any further placating dead in its tracks, and the floorboards continue to creak and groan as he restlessly strides back and forth. Being a day late returning from a run isn’t that big of a deal, but two?

The sky out the front window looks all sorts of picturesque; swaths of purple, orange, and pink serve as a backdrop to a glorious, snow-covered mountain range, but as the day slowly gives way to night, his mood also begins to turn dark. Unable to stop his brain from churning over the endless series of disastrous consequences this run could have, Joel resumes his pacing, gaze flickering over to the front door and the shotgun propped up against the wall beside it.

The town is in desperate need of medicine and other essential supplies. You’re the only doctor in Jackson; you know how to tell the difference between the fake shit and the real goods, so, it made sense for you to go. As for Joel? Well, he busted his arm helping build the new schoolhouse and had been urged by the collective to stay put.

Riding, hunting, hauling back the goods - they all require two hands, and there had been plenty of younger volunteers itching to get out of dodge for a bit. Being left behind, being seen as frail - as a liability - it felt akin to a kick in the nuts, but at the moment, he doesn’t give a shit about his pride. All he cares about is you and Ellie.

And if anything happened to either of you…

Joel runs an unsteady hand over his beard. Stalks over to the fireplace. Makes use of the fire iron by viciously poking at the wood and pushing at the coals.

Your time in the National Guard meant you could certainly take care of yourself, and Ellie - who could handle a gun much better now - had tagged along to watch your six. Joel knew the two of you would look out for each other, but he also knew what could happen if shit went sideways. An every-person-for-themselves mentality would set in right quick, and if experience taught him anything, chaos could quickly dissolve into violence, and turn so-called friends into very real adversaries faster than lightning.

Twilight hits and Joel makes up his mind. All he can picture is the two of you hurt - or worse - and he can’t sit on his hands anymore. Tommy tries to talk him out of it, but even his insistency and the protesting-like wails his nephew emits can’t deter him from what he knows he needs to do. He gets his emergency bag of supplies from the hall closet and is reaching for an extra box of ammo from the top shelf when the door abruptly swings open and Ellie strolls in.

Joel hears her laugh, and just like that, his gear slips from his hands. He knows her mirth means all is well, but still, he looks for you. He clocks your high, no-nonsense ponytail. The purple scarf one of your patients knitted you for Christmas. The smile that doesn’t quite reach your grave eyes and the scar along the apple of your cheek and your posh accent interspersed with Ellie’s chattering.

Neither of you appears worse for wear, and Ellie proves it by issuing him one of her infamous rib-cracking hugs. Joel holds her a bit longer than he normally would, and uses the toe of his boot to discreetly kick his bag and the box shells back into the closet and out of sight.

Tommy enters the foyer; his sigh of relief is audible as he welcomes you and Ellie home, and the baby exudes excitement, clapping and squealing at your arrival. Ellie drops her pack at the foot of the stairs, gives them a jovial wave, and announces she’s going to stay with her girlfriend for the night.

Her arrival and subsequent departure are a whirlwind. Joel barely has a second to process it because once you’re divested of your own travel garb, you take his nephew into your arms, and pepper his chubby cheeks with sloppy kisses. The kid is all gummy grins, gurgles, and giggles, and as Tommy catches you up on what you missed while you were away, Joel carefully shuts the closet door and takes a few deep breaths in an attempt to steady himself.

His brain registers some of the conversation. Instead of coming home straight away, you dropped the haul off at the clinic. Stopped at the mess hall to chat with Maria, who was relieved you were able to get your hands on some morphine and antibiotics that weren’t expired. When you say something about a shower and checking on a few patients before calling it a night, Joel’s composure finally snaps.

“I’m going to bed,” he barks as he heads for the stairs.

Both you and Tommy call after him, but he keeps going, taking the steps two at a time. Joel catches the tail end of your abrupt goodbye to his brother. The baby whines, clearly unhappy with the turn of events, and then, they’re gone. The front door shuts. The stairs creak with your hasty footsteps. He’s just easing himself down on the foot of the mattress when you step into your shared bedroom, sporting a deep frown between your brows.

“What’s wrong?” you urge.

Joel rubs his hands on his knees and looks up at the ceiling, “One day there, one day back. That’s what you said. But it’s been four days. Four fucking days.”

You curse. Rush forward. Wrap your arms around him and hold his head as he burrows his face against your sternum. It isn’t until he’s able to hear your heartbeat beneath his good ear that he realizes it’s not anger that’s been gripping him for the past forty-eight hours, but fear.

After Sarah, he stopped giving a fuck. But then, Ellie came along, and fear became part of his everyday reality again. And now, there’s you. You came with a whole different set of brand-new fears, and his heart is so damn full of that special, deadly combination that is protectiveness and love, and he doesn’t know how to be calm or rational when it comes to you.

And Joel would rather be swarmed by a thousand clickers than see you hurt or taken from him.

“A couple of the horses went lame,” you explain, voice muffled against the crown of his head. “Everyone insisted we remain together, so, we had to walk for a time. Nothing more.”

Joel wraps his arms around you. Swallows back the fist-sized lump at the base of his throat. Pulls you down to sit sidesaddle on his lap, and then, drops a relieved kiss to your brow. Your eyes and cheeks are next, and when you accept the kiss he presses to your lips, it’s more than a relief.

It feels like home. You feel like home.

It’s in the way your soft mouth parts and makes way for him, and the way goosebumps climb up his neck when you trail a fingertip along the shell of his ear. It’s the way his hand fits perfectly over the curve of your hip, and the way you hum and sigh with contentment when he squeezes you just a bit tighter. It’s in the way you playfully nip his chin and make him chuckle, and the way he sinks his teeth into the flesh of your throat and makes you gasp.

Belt, button, zipper. You’ve got your hand down the front of his pants because you’re deft like that, and the way you look him straight in the eye as you stroke him makes his belly swoop and his cock jump. When you twist your wrist just right, Joel drips like a leaky faucet, and both the sight and sound of you jerking him off makes him hot all over. 

“Missed you,” he breathes into your mouth.

You smile against his lips. This time, it is completely genuine, and it only gets better from there.

Undressing is a hasty thing because he’s impatient; of course, that means he’s way more of a hindrance than a help, and it’s all shared, breathless laughter until you’re naked astride him. Then, he gets serious about refamiliarizing his mouth and hands with the softness of your neck and stomach, the plushness of your hips and ass, and the tenderness of your inner thighs and the apex between.

You cup his face, meeting his gaze with heavy-lidded eyes, and he finds your folds with careful, explorative fingers. You’re exactly where he wants you to be - all hot, wet, willing, and totally, completely his. Joel puts his good hand to use by pressing the heel of it against your clit and working the spot deep inside you - the one that makes your thighs shake - with the tips of his fingers.

“Was worried,” Joel exhales against the column of your throat. “Outta my fuckin’ mind…”

You let out a choked sound and murmured reassurances - you’re with him, you’re not going anywhere, wild horses, and all that good shit. It isn’t trite - you mean what you say, wholeheartedly. And fuck, the way you come - writhing in his lap and clenching around his fingers, the way you tell him you want him inside you - tongue in his mouth and nails clawing his shoulders. It beats back the nagging doubts and fears and does absolute wonders for his ego.

Joel lines himself up. Holds his breath while you sink down. Watches your lashes flutter and your teeth dig into your lower lip as your hips rock and roll in a leisurely, steady tempo. It’s a rhythm he knows - one he is more than happy to follow - and he drops kisses on your collarbone as you run your fingers through his hair and hold him close.

“Joel,” you moan, face upturned and eyes shut tight. “I’m close, Joel.”

“Good,” he drawls, giving his thumb a quick suck before pressing the pad of it to your clit. “That’s real good, sweetheart.”

Firm, rapid circles - it’s what you like and what gets you there the fastest. You tighten and pulsate as the second wave begins to crest, and when you come, Joel guides you by the waist, helping you see it through and ride it out. You’re still vibrating in the aftermath when you tell him to take you, take whatever he wants, however he wants, and your insistency is all the permission he needs.

Joel rolls you onto your back and you go with it willingly - all glossy-eyed and boneless and welcoming, and the way your eyes shine when you look up at him - it makes him so eager for it. Eager like the first time. Eager to lose himself inside of you. Eager to please you any way he can.

He pins you beneath him and nips at your lower lip, “Gonna lemme love you how I wanna?”

“Don’t I always?” you quip with a throaty laugh.

Joel maneuvers you how he likes it - hips high and legs hitched over the crooks of his elbows so he can bottom out completely. His broken arm screams in protest, and he hisses with the discomfort of it, but you don’t urge caution because when you’re beneath him like this - when he’s got you wide open, when he’s driving into you with deep, sharp thrusts - you’re not a doctor. 

You’re his. Only his.

White-hot heat builds in the pit of his stomach. A dozen strokes, and then, you let out a sharp cry and bear down on him. You squeeze his cock so tight that you practically yank the release right out of him, and the sudden pleasure of it is blinding and brutal and so damn good.

With a low, muffled groan, he lowers himself to sprawl atop of you, and you take the weight of him without complaint. His arm throbs, but with his cheek pressed to your chest and your warmth still surrounding him, Joel can’t be bothered to give a single fuck about the twinges. He’s completely and utterly content, and he wants to hang onto that feeling for as long as possible.

“I missed you, too,” you eventually whisper, fingertips ghosting along his jaw.

Joel nuzzles your breast before slowly lifting his head to look at you.

“No more runs without me, alright?”

You smile again - with all sincerity - and nod once.

“Alright.”

[undercoverpena]

Do we need comfort Frankie?

Or "take care of the problem" Frankie?

Or "help is on the way" Frankie?

OKAY, earlier we deffo needed 'take care of the problem' frankie, but then 'I need help is the way' because he's going to provide 'comfort' if that isn't too greedy...

IF i have to choose, I'm going for comfort frankie. because all i need is a hug and a little cry 🩷 (thank you for sending not one, but three frankies, ilu)

[janaispunk]

inspired by @the-blind-assassin-12 i joined her march fic madness 2024 challenge, with the goal to read and reblog 63 fics in 31 days.

i’ve read waaaayyyy more than that, but i’ll keep going until march is over and add every new fic to this list later :) i’m also thinking about starting a weekly rec list of fics that i’ve read, i’ll obviously still reblog them individually but i think it would be nice to have them in one place, since things can easily get lost on the dash.

in an attempt to keep this somewhat organized, i’ll sort this list by character. i love every fic on here, but i do read some dark shit, so please pay attention to the tags/warnings and decide for yourself if something might not be for you <3

part 1 because this is how i found out that you can’t tag more than 50 people lol • find part 2 here!

joel miller

when i move you move & company assets by @ghotifishreads

dancing with a ghost & texas reznikoff by @huntingingoodwill

daddy next door by @cavillscurls

seasons don’t, no quiet on this earth, no loyalty in the apocalypse, save your tears & better run by @corazondebeskar-reads

homemade by @gutsby

a day beyond this night by @quinnnfabrgay-writes

between two lungs & knuckles deep by @ozarkthedog

woman by @dancingtotuyo

him. he. joel. by @undercoverpena

late bloomer by @gasolinerainbowpuddles

smother by @beardedjoel

declined by @alltheirdamn

nylon lust by @decembermidnight

for you, for me by @swiftispunk

creature comforts & kiss it better by @galactic-basic

amateur by @ezrasbirdie

into the woods by @sugarcoated-lame

new perspective by @thetriumphantpanda

garnish by @penvisions

hanging on the telephone by @macfrog

some nights by @pedroacrossthestreet

helen by @kiwisbell

the duke’s illicit affair by @hellishjoel

javier peña

scathed by @dancingtotuyo

the hounds of hell by @aurorawritestoescape & @milla-frenchy

tres besos by @mrsmando

bend over by @endlessthxxghts

dave york

extra credit by @mothandpidgeon

din djarin

live to rise, nobody is coming to save you by @corazondebeskar-reads

dieter bravo

personal shopping by @huntingingoodwill

uninhibited by @ozarkthedog

frankie morales

do me yourself, midnight strikes, where is my prince? & a debt to pay by @undercoverpena

home by @dancingtotuyo

object of my affection & sweet treat by @mrsmando

life is but a… by @wordywarriorwrites

acts of service by @swiftispunk

marcus pike

headshots by @secretelephanttattoo

jack daniels

sundress season by @kewwrites

marcus moreno

if it wasn’t for the nights by @simpingcowboy

the secret by @frannyzooey

tim rockford

moss by @5oh5

lucien flores

hungry eyes by @missredherring

two-pack habit & a motel tan by @trulybetty

like a moth to a flame by @ozarkthedog

precious by @jksprincess10

the party by @aurorawritestoescape

moaning, panting by @iamasaddie

boba fett (i don’t know how that happened, blame ang lol)

toys don’t talk by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

if you read any of these, please remember to show the writers some love! <3

[angelofsmalldeath-codeine]

Hemmy's Recommendation List - Frankie ‘Catfish’ Morales

Frankie 'Catfish' Morales

Hi! I am Hemmy and live in a delusional world where I am the female companion to Frankie Morales, Joel Miller and Javier Peña. The amazing banner by the incredible @proxima-writes @pr0ximamidnight; mid-banners and dividers by @cafekitsune

This is my first-ever recommendation list and I am trying to figure out the best format.

These are fics that I have read and enjoyed. I am sure there are many more out there that I have yet to discover. If you have any suggestions, please comment so we can all add them to our 'to be read' lists.

Link to Masterlist

Self-plug: if you need a beta reader or want help with Spanish for the ones who write Javi P and Frankie, hit me up!

Disclaimer:

These creators are putting out content for free and do not have to cater to your personal preferences or expectations of how this or that character should be written.

If a creator has not explicitly asked for feedback on their work, keep your opinion to yourself. If they have asked for feedback, mind your manners.

You are not forced to read through it. Feel free to abandon a series or one-shot halfway through if it is not working for you.

Heed warnings and tags, if you don't like soft!Javi, don't read anything with that tag. It is THAT simple. Apply that logic to everything else that is not to your taste.

Warnings and tags on each fic. Read at your discretion. You are responsible for the content you choose to consume.

Frankie 'Catfish' Morales

GIF by uuuhshiny

Series

A Fond Farewell  @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin Amaryllis  @gracie7209 Because Of You  @kteague Delta Palms Tropical Resort  @linzels-blog Fix You  @astoryisaloveaffair Forest Ranger  @the-ginger-hedge-witch Grays I & II  @fuckyeahdindjarin I like the way you   @undercoverpena-fics Just a Number  @linzels-blog King Of Your Heart  @ruinedbylanadelrey My tears and my beers and my candles  @proxima-writes Shadow Of The Past  @lotrefcp Something Else  @pedrostylez Table For Two  @hellishjoel Take Your Time  @romanarose The Layover  @goodwithcheese The Melting Point  @penvisions The Road Ahead  @bellofthemeadow Third Time Is A Charm  @jwritesfanfics Those Ocean Eyes  @iamdesibell Worlds Get In the Way  @jokersfangirl84

One Shots

Always Here For You  @jwritesfanfics Burning Hearts  @wordywarriorwrites Bush Pilot  @legendary-pink-dot Cherry Flavoured  @pedrostylez Easy Like Breathing  @louswrld11 Focus  @pedrostylez Frankie's Way  @morallyinept Friends Don't Do This  @forever-rogue Gold Band  @moralesispunk Home From The Bar  @pedrostylez Not A Day Too Soon  @criticallyacclaimedstranger Over When It's Over  @gnpwdrnwhiskey Partner In Crime  @romanarose Seven Minutes In Heaven  @tieronecrush The Day 3 Words Are Said  @undercoverpena-fics The Day Frankie Meets You  @undercoverpena-fics Touch Me Like You Never, Push Me Like You Never  @quinnnfabrgay-writes Working Hard  @pedrostylez

Link to Masterlist

[beskarandblasters]

An appreciation for the “small” fic writers - part 2

I made a post asking for your favorite small creators (including self recs you guy sent in and some of my favorites too!) and compiled a list of some "small" creators (about 1,000 followers or less). Part one hit the mention limit so here is part two! The banner is by the lovely @theywhowriteandknowthings 🩷

Smaller Pedro Pascal writers listed in alphabetical order order along with what Pedro boys they write for! 🩷 (RPF about Pedro is not included)

@alwaysdjarin - Din, Frankie & Dave

@boliv-jenta - Din, Javi P, Frankie, Max, Ezra, The Thief, Dave, Pero, Marcus P, Marcus M, Javi G, Dieter, Maxwell, Joel, Whiskey, Nico, Gio, Oberyn & Silva

@chronically-ghosted - Javi P, Dieter, Max & Marcus P

@concussed-to-pieces - Din, Whiskey & Ezra

@diaispunk - Joel

@djarins-cyare - Din

@djarinmuse - Din & Joel

@frickatives - Din

@grogusmum - Javi P, Dieter, Pero, Javi G, Oberyn, Ezra, Frankie & Din

@insomniamamma - Ezra, Din, Frankie, Nico, Joel & Marcus P

@jokersfangirl84 - Frankie

@jomiddlemarch - Joel

@linzels-blog - Frankie

@maggiemayhemnj - Ezra

@millersdjarin - Din & Joel

@munsonownsmyass - Joel & Marcus P

@northernbluess - Marcus P, Joel, Frankie, Din & Ezra

@party-hearses - Joel

@popcornforone - Dave, Javi G, Din, Oberyn, Tim, Frankie, Marcus P, Max, Mr. Ben, Joel, Maxwell, Frankie, Dieter, Nico, The Thief & Silva

@the-blind-assassin-12 - Marcus P, Whiskey, Joel, Din, Dieter, Frankie, Javi P & Ezra

@tinytinymenace - Frankie

@trulybetty - Joel, Frankie, Dieter & Marcus P

@wordywarriorwrites - Joel, Frankie & Javi P

[catchallfangirl]

Em's March Fic Madness 2024 Materlist Part I

@the-blind-assassin-12's March Fic Madness challenge to reblog 63 fics/masterlists/ect... (the same number of games in the March Madness Basketball tournament) in the month of March.

Total MarchFicMadness24 reblogs: 82

I've organized everything by character | Part II

Javier Peña

The Crush Drabble by @the-ginger-hedge-witch

Separation by @lokischocolatefountain

The Pause by @talaok

Some Fools Fool Themselves by @freelancearsonist

Married Man by @mellowswriting

Take the weight off his shoulders (7 & 8) by @thetriumphantpanda

the light by @luvpedropascal

Late Night Texts (7-11) by @undercoverpena

To Perish Twice (1-3) by @brandyllyn

If Leaving Comes to Staying by @javierssunglasses

Que Manera de Despertar & Dámelo by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Bittersweet & Savior Complex by @wannab-urs

Stiches by @justagalwhowrites

Marcus Pike

Keep It by @jksprincess10

confetti by @secretelephanttattoo

cradle by @rainontherooftops

The District Sleeps Alone Tonight & The Art of the Double Cross by @whataperfectwasteoftime

I'll Crawl Home to You by @thetriumphantpanda

Joel Miller

When you move, I move by @ghotifishreads

seasons don't by @carazondebeskar-reads

Clot by @luxurychristmaspudding

When My Times Comes Around (2&3) & Linger On (13) by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Safe & Sound (the sun is going down) by @janaispunk

Stranger in a Bar (Part I) by @justagalwhowrites

Smother (1-3) by @beardedjoel

Din Djarin/Mando

Repent Your Sins by @beskarandblasters

Frankie Morales

midnight strikes, where is my prince? by @undercoverpena

tick, & Right on Cue by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

object of my affection & sweet treat by @mrsmando

Life is but a... by @wordywarriorwrites

Punch Drunk City by @rayslittlekitten

Gum by @notjustjavierpena

The First Time by @fettuccin-e

Jack Daniels/ Agen Whiskey

Sundress Season by @kewwrites

Cave In by @javierssunglasses

Dave York

Watching You by @aurorawritestoescape

three's a crowd by @janaispunk

wildest dreams (1 &2) by @janaispunk & @joelscurls

The Serpent Under it by @brandyllyn

Knife by @wannab-urs

Dave X BabySitter PWP by @auteurdelabre

Constellations in his Eyes & when we go crashing down by @janaispunk

[chronically-ghosted]

✨ happy new year! ✨

it's not yet 2024 where i am but it is where my love @ravensmadreads is, so happy new year already enjoying january 1st!

i usually overthink around my birthday as i march towards death but you lovely people have really made me think about 2023 as it comes to a close. i feel weird talking about myself (unless im drunk and we haven't started drinking yet so hold onto your butts for that possibility), so i'm just going to say this:

You all changed my life.

there, that's it. if you read this and you think it doesn't mean you, yes it does. not a day goes by where this place, this community does not bring me joy and warmth. i hope you get that job you wanted, or you get that fur baby adoption you've been hoping for, or you get accepted to that school you wanted to, or you graduate with all the honors, or you create the thing you've always wanted to, or you get the baby you've been hoping for, or the person who makes you heart flip says i love you. i'm nervous about next year because it truly feels like a year where anything can happen 🤍

now to the fandom stuff:

i've never done a fic rec list because inevitably, i'm a fucking moron and i leave someone out. i know it hurts when i'm left out of a fic rec list so i never want to do that to anyone here. what follows is a list of fics that spoke specifically to me. the old saying goes is that you don't write fanfic for yourself, you write it for the five freaks on discord that can't write coherent sentences after you publish -- and it's true. fanfic isn't about numbers -- i would much rather write for my five freaks on my discord (where my work has deep, emotional impact for them) than try to write for a large crowd that i will never ever manage to please all at once.

my wish for you in 2024 you all find your freaks. and i hope i'm one of them.

side note: there are a couple fics not on the list because i wanted to highlight fics that i didn't see much on other end of the year rec lists. but @iamskyereads 's Compulsion should be read in graduate programs and @whatsnewalycat already knows i'm going to name my first born child after her for her Psychomanteum. yall rock my goddamn world.

so without further adieu . . . these are the fics i read this year that tickled me pink.

God is a Woman by @wheresarizona the way arizona writes max is entirely unique. i love her descriptions of how cold he is and how he doesn't breathe. i read this and had to rethink everything i ever wrote for max

the impaler by @kiwisbell the dracula x johnathan x mina vibes in this are spectacular. this is a pairing i never thought i'd see much less enjoy so thoroughly. why is older tim being seduced by a younger max so hot??

night one by @haylzcyon this is one of the first fics i read by hayley and she pretty much set the standard for all marcus pike fics moving forward. his endless patience, his flirty attitude, how he see things the reader won't admit, and then the sleeping bag -- god i'd read a thousand more fics about this dymanic

blood & tinsel by @morallyinept so if i tried to list all of my favorite jett fics, we'd be here all night. but this one stands out to me because it's so well built. the description of the vampire "trance" or "glamor" or "compulsion" without using any of those words is INCREDIBLE. plus max is face-meltingly hot in this.

the world turned on its side by @idolatrybarbie this was a surprise that came outta nowhere, but it hit me like a fucking train. bea weaves a story that sticks with you and creates a frankie that makes my entire soul sing.

heat by @wordywarriorwrites okay, listen. the beauty of fanfic is that you can have insane, animalistic smut AND literary level writing. this fic is both. i have yet to come across another frankie abo fic that makes the dynamic more than a reason for the blorbos to fuck like animals. it's so well done, there's so much love here.

in fiction @sin-djarin yall know dieter is my boy so i am VERY particular about how he is written in fic. everyone's interpretation is valid, but for dieter fics to resonate with me, there has to be this special blend of humor, kindness, dorkiness, and a sexiness you didn't expect. this fic is all of that and more.

reminiscence by @projectionistwrites this was one of the first joel fics i read and there's something about it that just . . . feels right, feels natural to Joel. there's a raw honesty to both joel and the reader that just sunk into my chest. the back and forth over the drink, the SMUT, everything is just this beautiful snapshot of two lonely people in the apocalypse.

oct' 19 x ghosts by @trulybetty another author that if i tried to choose a favorite, i simply couldn't. betty created a lovely, lovely world with this one (and the rest of the prompts for this one and her december prompts). i love fics that add a new layer to dieter and this one opened him up in a way that made him glow!

renegade by @eupheme my personal favorite brand of joel is one that comes alive between reader's thighs. more boulder than human until you bring something to the surface. and this totally captures that. im a sucker for a good qz fuck-that-verges-on-love and i adore everything about it.

Dominica by @ohforficsake if you ever need proof that notes do not reflect the quality of a fic, look no further. the language, the mastery of tension, and beauty of these descriptions are one two punches that knock me on the ass. genuinely one of my favorite frankie fics of all time.

wanna bet? by @write-and-buried i debated putting this or her celestial navigation fic on this list, but this one just tickles me. i love it when authors throw in a confident, sex-obsessed dieter now and again and this makes me howl. and the DEBAUCHERY of the statue oh my god!

give it to me @sp00kymulderr okay now to be fair, this review is entirely biased. i genuinely love gideon and all that they bring to this fandom. plus, they let me scream about dieter and then sends me dieter pictures that make me scream even louder. this fic is SO important to me. dieter here is everything i need and want: hesitant, anxious, but so madly in love. if i could wake up in one single fic every day, it'd be this one.

stepwise by @the-scandalorian i joined this fandom through din and this has been, and always will be, one of my top favorites. the evolution of din from being touch averse to LUSTING after it, it kills me. it's a oneshot but so much is accomplished in such a short time. the writing here is simply superb.

salvatore by @devilmademewriteit i came for the premise, stayed for the smut, and continued for the banter. i go back to this one all the time for inspiration with my own writing and then i get sucked in and read the whole thing through -- twice. javi drives me absolutely wild in this.

a whole new can of worms by @hier--soir i accidentally read this out of order initially, but this was just reason for me to reread it from start to finish. fwb!joel can be really hit or miss for me, and primarily because this fic sets the standard. this feels like a real joel, a joel that has lost and found loved ones all through out his life and now in jackson, he can finally relearn what it means to be a lover. so good, so fun with the banter -- and the friggin' greenhouse scene -- woof!

telltale heart @astroboots i am a SUCKER for 'frankie fixes his life' fics and this is one of the best. there are consequences for his choices in colombia, one that almost has him lose his family, and the woman he loves. this a real, genuine struggle for two people to overcome a seemingly impossible challenge in their marriage. you know the phrase, love conquers all? yeah this is that fic.

brand you in the way it counts by @charnelhouse charnel was one of the first authors i read for the pedroverse -- and i mean i READ her. i read every single one of her fics at least twice and this one always sends me over the edge. it's such an inspiration to my own writing and i keep going back to her whole body of work to be reminded i can always improve my own writing

west by @radiowallet when people want to know why fanfic matters, i want to show them this fic. it is achingly beautiful and written with a loving and gentle hand. joel is a messy, broken man but still capable, still good, still wanting to find love in this and i adore everything about this. Oneshots can be more devastating than multichapters because they end and this is one of them that drags me back to it constantly.

And to that weird little dude out of Chile who has no idea how much light he brings to the world…

Much love, Taylor 🤍

[sillyrabbit81]

Milestone Celebration 2023

Masterlist of fics for the celebration by me and other amazing writers who contributed. Thank you so much to all the writers who participated.

Original post with the prompt game can be found here.

Hold Me Til I Scream For Air To Breathe: Slow & Romantic/ Tied Up by @ellethespaceunicorn

In All Things, Patience: Gentle & Commanding/ Stepcest by @miss-rebel-without-applause

Scars: Intense & Angry/ Bath or Shower Sex by @sillyrabbit81

A Waiting Place: Slow & Romantic / Mirror Sex, by @deandoesthingstome

Love Sick: Slow & Romantic/ Medical Play, by @sillyrabbit81

What Are You Doing, StepBro?: Playful & Happy/ Stepcest, by @ellethespaceunicorn

Say It: Embarrassed & Shy/ Dirty Talk, by @sillyrabbit81

Caught: Playful & Happy/ Caught Masturbating, by @geralts-yenn

Tongue-Tied: Playful & Happy/ Tied up // Smug & Sadistic/ Dirty talk, by @raccoon-eyed-rebel

Baby, It's Cold Outside: Playful & Happy/ Uniform or Costume, by @raccoon-eyed-rebel

Mystery: Sleepy & Lazy/ Bath or Shower Sex, by @wordywarriorwrites

Curious: Possessive & Rough/ Mutual Masturbation, by @sillyrabbit81

Fuse: Sleepy & Lazy/ Daddy Kink, by @sillyrabbit81

Exposed: Possessive & Rough/ Face Fucking, by @fvckinghenrycavill

Dangle the Carrot: Smug & Sadistic / virginity by @sillyrabbit81

Cold: Slow & Romantic / Cock Warming, by @sillyrabbit81

[wordywarriorwrites]

Mystery

Title: Mystery A03 | Master List | Rating: E Summary: A spoiled Duchess, a famous Detective, and a bathtub built for two. Written For: Milestone '23 Prompt: Sleepy/lazy, Sherlock, Bath or Shower Sex Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Female Reader Warnings: Smut. PWP.

As a Duchess in your own right, as well as the sole heiress to a vast fortune, you had access to the very best. Clothes, jewelry, theatres, art, food, even stationary. You catered to your own whims and spoiled yourself whenever you saw fit - which, to be honest, was quite often.  

One of your most recent indulgences was your newly remodeled bathroom, with a waffle ceiling, tile-covered walls, a custom toilet, and a separate shower. There was also a double sink, with a mirrored, multi-drawered vanity that housed a variety of towels, robes, scents, oils, sponges, and brushes, but the crown jewel was the custom-made bathtub.  

Instead of having it tucked away into the wall, the porcelain-lined, pool-like behemoth was the centerpiece. It offered a perfect view of the estate gardens, was deep enough to submerge yourself in, and the swaths of fabric bolted to the ceiling could be pulled around it for additional privacy.

You chose to leave the curtain open and observe a late afternoon storm build along the horizon. The clouds rolled in and darkened the skies, which prompted the gardeners to head for cover and the servants to light the lamps. Once your hair had been washed, you refreshed the water, dismissed your lady’s maid, and ensconced yourself in the bath’s rose-scented depths.

Finally, you were alone, and able to have a private moment with your thoughts. And there were many things on your mind - after all, you were solely in charge of your household and had a lot to attend to before the London season got underway. You intended to host a ball next month, and there were several details to iron out, but the combination of steam and heavy rainfall quieted your racing mind and soothed you.

Sleep beckoned, but just as you began to nod off, a soft knock roused you. Perturbed by the disturbance, you opened your mouth to send whoever it was away, but then, the door creaked open without your permission, and you knew of only one person - one man - who had the audacity to do such a thing.

“Detective,” you murmured.

“Duchess,” he greeted as he bolted the door. 

You were fortunate. Privileged. Your title alone commanded respect, but you didn’t always behave as a lady of well-breeding should. Unmarried, with no children, and no guardian to watch over you? An independent woman of wealth and breeding who wasn’t a widow? It was unheard of, even obscene in some circles, but you were determined to retain your freedom for as long as you possibly could.  

There were many suitors vying for your hand, but none who genuinely cared for you beyond your position and wealth. It was why you’d decided to forego the marriage market and take a lover instead. But only someone who understood the necessity for absolute discretion could be considered a candidate, and Sherlock Holmes certainly fit the bill.

But being alone with a man who was not your husband or familial relation was forbidden. Enjoying a man’s company was unseemly. Being naked in a tub, while watching a man undress and ready himself to join you, was also a wicked offense - one that would surely result in damnation should anyone learn of it.  

Sherlock lowered himself in across from you and sighed, “Forgive me for my tardiness.”

You quirked a brow and dropped your foot between his pectorals, “Why should I?”

He grinned. Pressed a kiss to your ankle. Massaged from heel to arch while he shared his good news. Another case successfully closed, this time by his extensive knowledge of perfume and pipe ash. You laughed and reheated the water as he washed and regaled you with the tale. After a while, Sherlock fell silent, which prompted you to sit up and press a hand to his chest.

“Hungry?” you wondered. 

“Famished,” he replied.

“Tired?”

“Exhausted.”

You straddled his lap and cupped his face in your hands, “Let me make love you?”

Sherlock sat up and brushed his lips across your chin and cheeks, “Please.”

For all the dangerous, social landmines the two of you navigated, what you and Sherlock had was surprisingly uncomplicated. Your impeccable reputation and his unshakable honor afforded you both a lot of privacy and leeway. You also shared mutual acquaintances and occasionally saw each other at the same soirees, but neither of you made any overtures or public displays other than simple politeness. No flirting, no dancing, and absolutely no calls or gifts or letters. You were also friendly with his sister, Enola, and her close connection with Viscount Tewkesbury squashed any potential rumors and prevented tongues from wagging.

Besides, you were aware that Sherlock was married to his work. And he knew you wanted to remain independent for as long as possible. Yet, you also recognized the loneliness in each other.

And the desire for connection, too.

“You smell wonderful,” he observed gruffly between kisses. “Taste good, too. Like strawberries and hazelnuts.”

You grinned and dipped your tongue into his mouth, “You taste like beer. And cheddar cheese?”

“Such powers of observation, Duchess. You’ll put me out of a job.”

“Oh, I doubt that very much, Mr. Holmes.”

Sherlock’s chuckles morphed to contented groans the moment you wrapped your hand around him. You stroked him with the firm grip he preferred, with a twist of the wrist at the tip, and felt his hips lift slightly with every tug. Your front row seat to the beginnings of his undoing excited you, and when you took him inside, he moaned and gripped your waist tight.

This wasn’t the first time - far from it, in fact - but it still managed to stun you both. You took a moment before you allowed your head to fall back and your body to move. You used his shoulders for leverage as you built a steady rhythm. You weren’t sure how long you had. Didn’t know if he was staying the night or taking off right away. How long it would be until you saw him again? If your lady’s maid came searching…

“Slowly, Duchess. We have time.”

You met his eyes and frowned slightly, “Of course. I’m just--”

“I know,” he interjected quietly, reassuringly. “Me, too.”

Another kiss was all it took to distract you both. The water sloshed with every movement and threatened to spill onto the floor. You watched his pupils expand and his tongue dart out to lick wayward droplets from his lips. His nipples were pebbled, and the spread of his thighs beneath yours ensured you remained wide open and able to take him to the hilt. As you languidly sought your peak, he helped you along - slipped his hand beneath the water, right between your legs, and used his skilled fingers to stroke and pat at your clit.

Sherlock was massive and warm and beautiful beneath you. Plump mouth and flushed cheeks and curls even more riotous from the movement and heat. His shoulders rolled and his arms flexed as he maneuvered your legs around his waist and twined your arms over his shoulders. Once you were settled, he splayed one hand on the small of your back, planted the other on the bottom of the tub, and drove up and into you with considerable force. Still drawn-out, of course, but much sharper than you were capable of, and precisely what you needed.

You came undone embarrassingly fast. So fast, in fact, that you were dumbfounded into utter stillness. Sherlock was delighted, perhaps even charmed, because he laughed into your slack mouth and made a low, pleased sound deep in his chest. The spark in his eye was akin to the one you’d often seen when he’d unraveled a particularly difficult riddle, but it wasn’t smugness or male pride. He was satisfied simply because he’d satisfied you, and that was one of his most endearing and appealing qualities.

Sherlock hummed and nipped at your breast, “Another?”

You moaned against the crown of his head. Gripped the sides of the tub with both hands. Allowed him to give you more of what you both wanted, however he wanted, because it felt good.

Sherlock Holmes made you feel good, and even though you knew the two of you were well on your way to getting a bit too carried away, you had no desire to stop. You muffled the sounds of your pleasure in the crook of his neck, and each of his ragged exhales were interspersed with throaty growls and pointed thrusts that made you delirious.

Some time later - after you’d fed him, made love again, and put him to bed for the night in the guest room across from yours - you put on a nightgown, and slipped beneath your own sheets.

Sherlock would be gone before daybreak. You’d be up early, too, because you also had things to do. You’d enjoyed a rare night with him. You’d indulged in each other and made tentative plans to see each other once more before your time was taken up with early morning callers, afternoon teas, and balls that ran late into the night. 

You were happy - even if weren’t sure how long your affair with Sherlock would last.

But then again, you supposed it was just another mystery yet to be solved. 

[undercoverpena]

For #HappyHour, I just wanted to share the cuteness that is my doggo, Dax. She never fails to make me smile. 🥰🐕

omg, honey. look at HERRRRRR. oh what a gorgeous puppehhhhh!!! i want to stroke her little nose (with her consent) and give ear scratches. omg she looks delightful.

please give dax a treat from me, plsssss. i love her.

jo's happy hour of positivity (that will deffo be longer than an hour)

[punemy-spotted]

A Family Sleepover, Down in the Valley

It’s been about two years since I first wrote Dead Trees Like Lavender Fields, and the town of Bell’s Holler was born. I know it’s not quite the actual anniversary — I’m pretty sure that passed — but I want to celebrate anyway! I’ve missed the Valley, and I’ve missed y’all being a part of the Family. I’m excited to add more stories to the universe, talk lore and what-ifs, and in general get spooky with it. 

As such, from now until my birthday on August 19, 2023, I am opening up my inbox to all manner of Valley-related things, including the following:

Seven Sentence Somedays: Send em an ask with a fluffy, smutty, or hurt/comfort prompt of your choice + any CE, SebStan, or other character listed below. You might just get a lore drop or bring out hidden ideas for a Valley-related story!

Hainted Headcanons: Got questions about  the true name of Bell’s Holler or what it really means to be Green? Wanna know about your favorite Babe and who they are in the Valley — Agent of the Inner Dark, Guardian of the Gren, or somethin’ more besides? Curious about each story’s individual Reader and who they might be? Send an ask! Hainted Headcanons are more in-depth explorations of the world this Alternate Appalachia and the people living and shaping it.

Moodboard Minin’: If you know me, you know I love a good Moodboard and you know I love an excuse to make ‘em. Send me a request and I’ll put together a moodboard for a possible Valley-verse story, or even an alternate story for an existing Valley character!

Asks will be responded to on a rolling basis, to the best of my ability! Thank all of you for being here with me!

Current Members of the Valley-Verse

Steve Rogers — Glory, Amen

Bucky Barnes — Dead Trees like Lavender Fields

Sam Wilson — Company Property (TBA)

Ari Levinson — A Worthy Grave

Curtis Everett — Sixteen Tons (coming soon!)

Possible (Future) Members of the Valley-Verse

Charles Blackwood

Jake Jensen

Andy Barber

Lloyd Hansen

Ransom Drysdale

Helmut Zemo

Lee Bodecker

I’m tagging some moots who showed interest in the Valley-verse and associated fics, including my stalwart beloved @brandycranby. As always, I love you and thank you for being here!!!

Tagging: @iwannabekilledtwice; @boxofbonesfic; @wordywarriorwrites; @patzammit; @valhalla-kristin; @sanfransolomitatm; @professorrw; @chipilerendi; @biiskuitx; @hope-to-hell; @toozmanykids; @imanuglywombat; @caffiend-queen; @federalchickensoup; @mansaaay; @ccmarvelxx; @hallecarey1; @justile; @kuranes-12; @hotnmad;

[janaispunk]

frankie morales - oneshots

fic recs masterlist - please check the tags and warnings on each fic! if you enjoyed a fic, please show the writer some love <3

burning hearts by @wordywarriorwrites

highway honey by @missredherring

no eres tú (soy yo) by @iamasaddie

a little mishap by @lincolndjarin

the day frankie both loves and loathes the kitchen counter & sunday scaries by @undercoverpena

breath play by @ozarkthedog

push & shove by @ozarkthedog (featuring santi garcia)

trick or treat? by @morallyinept (featuring dave york & joel miller)

home by @burntheedges

wonderful tonight by @psychedelic-ink (featuring dave york)

my girl by @foli-vora (featuring dave york)

need you, hungry & mesmerized by @endlessthxxghts

vis-à-vis by @hier--soir

it was always you by @hyzer34

no me suletes by @fhatbhabie

listen by @luxurychristmaspudding (featuring joel miller & santi garcia)

pickup truck by @luxurychristmaspudding

stalemate by @joelscurls

quickie by @wannab-urs

[pedrostories]

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Here you can find an extensive list of writers for the fandom worth following! If you’re a writer for Pedro characters (or you know about a writer) not on this list, let us know and we’ll update it as soon as possible!

As PPCU fanfics don’t have a universal tag we could track, we would like to ask you to please tag @pedrostories in your post, or if you’re not using taglists anymore, #pedrostories in your tags under your post so the blog members won’t miss any of your updates. 💚

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Due to some tumblr bug we can’t tag every writer in one post, so we divided the list to different posts in alphabetical order.

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✦ T - Z ✦  

@talaok @tea-reads @tengens-4thwife @tessa-quayle @the-blind-assassin-12 @the-ginger-hedge-witch @the-scandalorian @thefact0rygirl @thefuckinsandes​ @theetherealbloom​ @theewokingdead @thefrogdalorian​ @thelightsandtheroses @themand0lorian @themangolorian @the-scandalorian @thetriumphantpanda @theradioactivespidergwen @theredwritingwitch @thewayofthemandalorian @theywhowriteandknowthings @thirstworldproblemss @thosewickedlovelies @thot-of-khonshu @tieronecrush @tiffdawg @tightjeansjavi @tokkiwrites @toomanystoriessolittletime @toxicanonymity @toxic-seduction @traningdummy @tremendum @tropes-and-tales @trulybetty @tupperwaretub @typingcorgi 

@undercoverpena @uselsshuman @userdjarin

@valkblue 

@walkintotheriveranddisappear @wardenparker @whataperfectwasteoftime @whatsnewalycat @wheresarizona @whiskeynwriting @whistlingbirdie @wildemaven @wordsnwhiskey @wordywarriorwrites @write-and-buried @write-down-your-dreams @writefightandflightclub @writeforfandoms​ @writer-darling​ @writersblockedx @wyn-n-tonic 

@xdaddysprincessxx 

@yelena-bellova @yeollie-plz @yespolkadotkitty @youvebeenlivingfictional

@zeldasayer  @zialltops​

[justagalwhowrites]

9 people you'd like to get to know better

Thank you for the tag @penvisions and @drewharrisonwriter!! These are fun!!!!!

last song: I Know The End by Phoebe Bridgers

favourite colour: Red

currently watching: I haven't been watching much lately. Now that I'm home from vacation, going to start watching Narcos again. Started Peaky Blinders recently but haven't watched in like two weeks.

last movie: Barbie I think? Haven't been watching much lately BUT I am going to go see Inglourious Basterds at a rerelease at a local theater this weekend :D

currently reading: Missoula by John Krakauer and Girl Forgotten by Karin Slaughter

sweet/spicy/savoury: Not huge on spicy but otherwise I'm all in. (Should clarify, if it's spicy in Texas I can't handle it. If it's spicy in the midwest I like it.)

relationship status: Married for 9+ years (I got married YOUNG, I was 24 and that was like... baby aged in hindsight.)

current obsession: TLOU and fanfic lol

last thing i googled: Wyverns (playing D&D with a newbie and she wanted a reference picture!)

currently working on: Syllabi for my classes this semester, rewriting my novel, writing Yearling, starting another fic, stabilizing a workout routine, having a baby :D

No pressure tags: @karlinspace @pascalsbby @netherfeildren @wordywarriorwrites @theidiotwhowritesthings @mysticnightmarewrites and whoever else wants to give this a shot!

[sixhours]

Rules: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Thanks for the tag @joelmillerisapunk <3

—

“I do. M’not goin’ anywhere. Not this time.”

From a WIP that's taking for-fuckin'-ever to write. 🙃

No pressure tags: @bumblepony @maggiemayhemnj @goodwithcheese @frannyzooey @wordywarriorwrites

@burntheedges @wildemaven @wordspinning @ezrasbirdie

And anyone else who wants to play!

[enretrogue]

𝗔𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗟 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦 (𝟯)

.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC RECS M.LIST

TLOU

JOEL MILLER

The Light You Gave Me — @bbgjoe1mi11er

Make A Wish (+ Sarah Miller) — @babydin

Kiss It Better — @angelkhi

Joel and Javi HCs Part 3 (+ Javier Peña) — @devilmademewriteit

Clouded Judgment/Clear Mind — @bluebeary-jay

Clicking — @toxicanonymity

Just For The Night (+ Ellie Williams) — @panyvivienda

Let’s Play A Game — @bearsbeetsbeskar

Looking ⎢ Part 2 — @atinylittlepain

Soft!Protective!Joel Nursing You Back To Health — @forever-rogue

Dream World — @bubbles-for-all-of-us

Rely On You — @playbucky

Home — @proxima-writes

The Road To Love ⎢ Simply Irresistible ⎢ Crazy Little Thing Called Love — @jobean12-blog

What I Need — @swiftispunk

Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby — @cowgurrrl

Just For You — @amyrran

Call My Name — @toxic-seduction

Drunk Joel Has Baby Fever — @atinylittlepain

Bullseye — @softlyspector

Smut Blurb — @velvetmud

Alone and Forsaken — @cowgurrrl

Dangerous — @jrrmint

Unmet Expectation — @atinylittlepain

Bétteln ⎢ Part 2 — @nettherfeildren

That’s A Real Fucking Legacy: Burgundy — @wyn-n-tonic

Help Me Hold Onto You — @proxima-writes

Interrupted — @holacia3

Dead Weight — @lovers-liability

To You — @marvelwitchergilmore

An Unexpected Addition — @atinylittlepain

What If — @youlightmeupfinn

Your Smile!— @kausstar

To Build A Home — @cowgurrrl

Soft!Joel — @forever-rogue

I’ll Always Come Back — @pedropascallme

Little Flower — @apollyonsdarksecrets

Unplanned — @softlyspector

Nightmare + Comfort — @softlyspector

Miller’s Bookstore — @toxic-seduction

Apothecary ⎢ 2 ⎢ 3 — @atinylittlepain

Wyoming Museum (+ Daughter!Ellie Williams) — @fhatbhabie

Late Night Excursion — @cxrsed-angel

Eyes Open ⎢ 2 — @prentissluvr

A Mother’s Strength — @josephquinnswhore

In Her Defense — @swiftispunk

Like Real People Do — @cowgurrrl

Help Her (+ Ellie + Tess) — @worldserasingandcreatinginmymind

Lovers and Love — @peterparkersnose

The Run — @wordywarriorwrites

I Got What You Need — @inkedells

5 Times Joel Almost Kissed You + The One Time He Did — @forever-rogue

Pre/No Outbreak Joel x Black!Reader— @pedges .☘︎ ݁˖

Sitting In Joel’s Lap Wearing Nothing But A Skirt — @inkedells

Toyin’ With Them Older Guys — @proxima-writes

My Girls (+ Ellie Williams) — @iiconicxpersona

It’s Gonna Have To Be Enough — @brighttears

Twenty Years Later — @yelena-bellova

Say Something ⎢ 2 ⎢ 3 — @toxic-seduction

She’s A Gun — @cowgurrrl

Koala Bear — @bubbles-for-all-of-us

You’re My Sunshine — @littlelou22

Lonely Hearts Club — @be4rchived

Oblivion — @ezrasversion