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murswrites · 1 year

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Let Me In ⎯ Joel Miller One-Shot P1

Pairings: Joel Miller x AFAB!Reader Fandom: The Last of Us MASTERLIST Word Count: 3.4k Warnings: NSFW! 18+ ONLY, cursing, alcohol, cunnilingus, fingering, porn w/a LOT of plot SUMMARY: Y/N's a weaponsmith and Joel needs a new scope--they go scope out Eugene's place and unsaid tensions bring the pair closer than ever.

A/N Joel & reader fuck on the same couch Dina & Ellie eventually fuck on & honestly I find that kinda poetic. The exposition (aka pre-smut) is kinda long bc I cannot help but make the build-up kinda realistic, part two will be out whenever I post it lmfao.

There weren't many people who knew you all too well. You had turned 20 right before outbreak day and basically grew up in the apocalypse. FEDRA scooped up every single able-bodied young adult they could find in the early days.

You’d seen a lot of shit as a soldier–a lot of infected, but even more dead people. Losing a lot of friends along the way has a way of making someone’s nervous system… shut down. You outright refused to make friends with anyone in Jackson. It was hard enough working near the makeshift school the town put up.

Only a few of the kids had the balls to even talk to you–you wouldn’t admit it… but you could be a dick sometimes.

Weaponsmithing was something you learned as a soldier, with limited resources people had to get creative. Bullets were among the first thing you learned how to recycle but soon enough you were creating guns from spare parts. That was your role in Jackson, if someone had an issue with their firearm or any blades, you’d be sure to fix it up.

The small talk is where your dickheadedness really shined through, you’d always been shitty at it. Some townsfolks would come by frequently–mostly the ones who worked patrols and Joel Miller happened to be one of those people. He was similar to you in the way that he couldn’t bullshit a conversation if he had a script.

The first few weeks of him coming by to get ammo or his guns cleaned were quiet. He’d explain what he was looking for and then you’d provide him with your service. Simple.

But his guns were different than everyone else’s. He customizes them. One time Joel gave you his handgun because it kept jamming and there was an extended clip, it intrigued you–but you didn’t say anything back then.

The special touches he put on his weapons became a topic of conversation, sometimes he’d stop in just to see if you had anything new of interest. His daughter, Ellie, liked to come in as well (one of the few kids who liked you which was probably because she was just like Joel who was just like you).

Strangely enough, you liked Ellie, she could be a bit annoying at times but you were once a little dickweed teenager. You understood her and why she was such a spitfire. To survive in this world, you have to be strong.

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“I’m looking for a new scope for this rifle–it’s for Ellie’s birthday.” Joel didn’t even bother with a “hi” or a “hello” as he pushed open the shop door.

You’d been working on reattaching a strap to someone’s crossbow as he entered, “I’m afraid that I haven’t gotten anything new in weeks.” You sat the screwdriver down, “Haven’t had the time to go looting.” Most of what you stocked was either from you looting yourself or the rare occasion when you’d give out a list to some of the people on patrols.

“Can I enlist you in finding something for this?” He sat the gun on your counter, it was beautiful.

“Wow, where’d you find this?” Joel mumbled something about his brother, Tommy. You knew Tommy Miller well enough and knew Maria even more so. She had been the reason you found out about the settlement. Before Maria decided to cut ties with the world, she allowed a few radio broadcasts to be sent out and it saved your life. You would have died as a FEDRA soldier if you hadn’t heard her call.

You lifted the gun and looked through the scope it had already, the glass was cracked and the metal was a bit dented. “I’d bet I could talk old Eugene into letting me sneak a peek through his shit.” Eugene was another one of the few people who seemed to tolerate you. You weren’t necessarily mean–just off-putting (and for good reason).

“Is that so?” Joel asked quizzically, raising his eyebrows as he did so. His expressions entertained you quite a bit–it was an excuse to stare without seeming strange. You liked looking at him. It felt stupid to think that he sounded jealous that you’d go to Eugene for help.

You ignored that thought, nodded, and sat the rifle down, “Tell you what, let me know your patrol schedule and I’ll talk to Eugene. I know that fucker has some kinda stash hidden somewhere.”

Joel’s momentary distaste was gone as he nodded, “Sounds good to me, darling.” Him and his fucking pet names.

You chopped it up to his “southern hospitality” but couldn’t help but wonder why he continually called you cute things. Darling, sweetheart, and honey were among his most commonly used pet names. It only made things increasingly complicated in your brain. To engage or not to engage–it was a tightrope you balanced on every single time you interacted with Joel Miller.

Hopefully, he didn’t see how your eyes would widen at the use of a simple adjective or how you have a little pep in your step after seeing him. That’d kinda ruin the whole mysterious ex-FEDRA soldier thing you have going on.

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You could have gone to Eugene’s with Eugene but he claimed to be busy–you also could go alone… but why do that when Joel was the one interested in finding something for his kid? That was certainly the only reason you’d knocked on his door that evening proposing a plan to make the journey to Eugene’s secret hideout.

“We could leave tomorrow morning, nice and early, and be back before it’s dark out.” You said with a shrug.

Joel looked a bit strung out, “How’s 8 am sound?”

You began to argue that was early for you but you didn’t for the sake of his (probably fragile) sanity. “Sounds good to me, Joel.” Part of you wished you’d called him “handsome” or “cowboy” just for shits and giggles.

As you turned away from him, his voice caught your attention, “Do you wanna come in? Maybe have a few drinks?”

In the last four years of living in Jackson, nobody ever invited you over for… literally anything outside of work. It caught you completely off guard. Your brain didn’t know how to respond–for one, you didn’t like drinking and the more obvious reason was that you didn’t have any friends.

Maybe Joel counted as a friend, you two talked pretty consistently, but you knew that if you didn’t run the weaponsmithing shop… the chances of seeing him frequently would plummet.

“Um… I don’t actually drink.” You didn’t want to say no to his offer, “You could drink and I can live vicariously through you?”

To your surprise, he smiled at that and nodded. You entered the house slowly, taking it in with your eyes much quicker than your body moved. There were paintings on the wall and the curtains were yellowed. The rug was gorgeous despite its age, you wanted to be an interior designer prior to the outbreak.

“Why don’t you drink?” Joel sounded genuinely curious–not in a judgy way which you appreciated.

“The taste is far from ideal and don’t even get me started on the smell.” Your face contorted in disgust. “Let's just say those two years I spent in university before all this shit ruined alcohol for me.” You weren’t a party animal–more of an alcoholic to be honest.

Joel hummed in response and left you in the living room, you looked at the bookshelf curiously.

“I’ve got some lemonade Ellie made if you’d be interested?”

Something cool and refreshing sounded like a dream, “I’d love some, thank you.”

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You were fucking beat the next morning. Your night ended sometime between 12 and 2 am–you always struggled with falling asleep. The night was spent talking and learning more about one another. Joel was an interesting person, he was touchy with some topics but overall, you two got along really nicely.

He had a few drinks and seemed much more at ease with himself. Less uptight and stoic, it was nice seeing him in his natural state.

“I always look forward to seeing you, sweetheart.”

Joel said that as you left and you went home with hot cheeks. He could have worded it a hundred different ways, “I like coming by your shop.”, “You’re helpful.” etc. But he didn’t and you couldn’t stop thinking about what he really meant.

It was 7 am and you felt like you were dead–but you got out of bed anyway. And by 8:30 you two were on your way to Eugene’s hideout.

“He said he didn’t know what was in there but we had free reign, I’ll help look for the scope but then I’m going to search for something a little more specific.”

Joel tilted his head at you, “Specific like what?”

You were wide awake with the help of the crisp morning air, “I like to indulge in marijuana from time to time. Eugene said if I could find it… I can have some.”

“You prefer smoking over drinking?” You nodded, “Huh.”

“What’s that mean?” You asked.

Joel shrugged, “Just interestin’, I’m the opposite.”

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It was early afternoon by the time you made it to the library, you guys took it easy. You could rush home after hopefully finding a scope. Thankfully, Eugene has his things in an organized chaos.

You two stand side by side, checking in every tub, box, and drawer for something of use. “Oh, what’s that?” Joel’s holding a comic book.

“Ellie likes these, thinking if we can’t find a scope–I might be able to trade Eugene something for ‘em.”

“That’s a good idea, but we will find a scope because there’s no way in hell that man doesn’t have a stash of gun-related goodies.” You were quite excited to find it, to be honest, the lack of supply runs has been making things a bit boring. “I’m hoping to find something for my bow and arrow,”

Joel readjusts his gun on his shoulder, “What’re you thinking?”

“You know that handmade bow I’ve got? I want to put a scope on it and replace the string, maybe even a new grip if there are any.” It’d be nice to have something of good quality again.

“Could you take a look at my rifle as well?” You nod without even thinking, “Thanks, sugar.” That’s a new one.

The pet name makes you pause as you confront yourself with the possibility of asking him about the night before. “When you said you always look forward to seeing me was that in a platonic way or–”

He cut you off, “Whichever way you’d prefer it to be.”

That wasn’t what you expected him to say but it sparked some confidence in you, “My likeness to a hermit doesn’t bother you?”

“I understand it.” You raised an eyebrow in a silent question, “It’s scary to let people in.” It was obvious that it took Joel a lot of effort to admit that and you admired him greatly. You couldn’t even admit how difficult it was to let people in most days.

“It’s horrifying. Especially after everything I’ve lost.”

Joel nodded slowly, “I lost my entire world.” He took a deep breath, “But… I want to be able to enjoy what time I do have left. Being alone drags down on the heart.”

“You say that like you’re gonna die so soon,” He shrugged. “Yea, I guess you’re right to not assume you have a long life ahead of you… I won’t say I’m sorry for what happened to you–but I am proud that you’re able to admit that you wanna live your life without guilt.”

There wasn’t much space between the two of you. The mutual understanding of what it meant, not to move on but to continue living without guilt that you weren’t grieving enough pushed you closer to him.

Joel’s eyes were flitting between yours and (presumably) your lips, “Only took me three decades.”

“I still haven’t admitted it, don’t beat yourself up, cowboy.” You worried it was insensitive to drop in a flirty pet name but it seemed Joel didn’t mind.

His jaw flexed and you found yourself keenly aware of every movement he made. The air felt thick with everything that hadn’t been said. His eyes captured your attention the most, they were such a rich shade of brown–warm.

“I gotta ask–I’m not wrong in assuming there’s something here, am I?”

You shook your head embarrassingly fast, “No, there definitely is. It’s kind of overwhelming but I trust you, Joel.”

That seemed to be what he needed to hear as he leaned forward to capture your lips. He was careful with his movements, you were unsure. Not because you were uncomfortable but because you didn’t have much experience in general.

You set down the VHS tape you’d been looking at and reached a hand up to Joel’s cheek. His facial hair was softer than you expected and your brain immediately went to the gutter as you whipped through a hundred fantasies in one second. Joel pulls away to lay his rifle on the pile of boxes and separates himself from his coat.

“When’d it get so hot in here?” It’s a rhetorical question but the chuckle that escapes from his chest makes you weak in the knees. Your coat soon follows as you two meet again–only this time you’re much closer and it’s harder to ignore the growing heat pooling between your legs.

He lowers his head to your neck and begins dropping kisses and bites here and there, each time his teeth grasp your skin you gasp in surprise. You’re surprised by how much you like the pain. Joel’s hands explore your back and behind, he pulls you as close as he can and it’s so much in such a good way.

One arm slings over his shoulder and your other hand is pushing through the hair at the nape of his neck, “Oh my–” He bites at the bend between your neck and shoulder and it’s euphoric.

“Is there–some kinda sofa or somethin’ here?” Joel’s voice is deliciously airy and somehow sounds deeper than usual.

You nod and grab his hand, leading him to the basement. Once you make it down, the smell of weed hits you like a freight train–Eugene prides himself on his plants.

Joel’s eyes grow wide with surprise and it makes you giggle, “It’s something, ain’t it?” He nods in agreement as you push him onto the sofa lightly. Joel raises his eyebrows and watches as you straddle his lap, you guide his hands onto your hips. That’s about all you know about being sexy and it seems to do the trick because you can feel him beneath you.

His lips are on your neck again and you’re gripping his blue flannel trying to keep your composure, how can someone’s tongue alone feel so good? Instantly to the gutter. Joel uses his hold on your hips to rock you back and forth over his lap, his hard-on presses into you beautifully and it makes your eyes roll back.

“You’re so sensitive…” Embarrassment covers your face as you stare at him, “It’s sexy,” Joel adds and you feel a little better. “I mean it,” He lifts his hips to push into you and the moan you let out is completely accidental.

“Jesus Christ I might actually fucking explode.” Rambling is probably the worst thing you do in intimate moments. “That feels… god… I can’t explain it,” You dip your head to latch onto his neck, sucking and licking–listening to his breathing to see what he likes.

When you bite in that same spot he did earlier, you feel him twitch. You draw back and look at where your bodies meet, your mouth waters at the thought of giving him head. “I want you in my mouth.” You finally admit, eyes wide as you try to gauge his response.

Joel tilts his head and his eyes narrow which confuses you for only a second. “I’m not gonna lie to you and say I have the best endurance in the world–let me treat you first?”

You nod slowly, “Okay, J.”

“J?” You smile shyly and he sets a hand on your cheek, “You’re just full of surprises,”

You slide off of his lap and onto the sofa, your back on the armrest as Joel kicks off his shoes–you do the same. He hovers over you, kissing you deeply once more. You raise your head to chase after him and his chuckle kills you a little.

“I’ll be back up there soon enough, baby.” Your hips rut up into his frontside subconsciously which causes Joel’s ego to grow even larger, “You love it when I call you all kinds of pretty names, don’t ya?”

“You know I do, Joel.” He smirks deviously and kisses above your collar. He nudges your shoulder with his nose and you take that as a hint to remove your shirt. You pull it over your head and he’s watching you with those chocolate eyes again. The way he stares at you makes you feel so… naked.

It’s like he can hear your thoughts. “Your turn,” You joke but he takes it seriously–leaning back on his heels to unbutton the uppermost buttons and slide the shirt off. Joel’s build is wide and thick. His shoulders span wide and his thighs are muscular.

“How about you let me make you feel real good?” You bite your lip in anticipation as he unbuttons your jeans, and you aid him in pulling them down your legs. It’s wash day so you’re wearing a pair of skimpy lace underwear. His adam’s apple bobs up and down as he makes eye contact with the wet patch on your crotch.

Joel reaches a hand forward and brushes two fingers up the length of your crotch, your eyes flutter shut and you sigh. “Can I take these–”

“Please.” You beg before he can even finish his sentence.

He’s gentler with removing your underwear, you feel hot and heavy when he stares into your eyes as he sniffs the lace number (and moans after). Somehow that’s the hottest thing you’d ever seen. You sigh loudly and watch as he settles between your legs.

First he admires you for a good 15 seconds, you can’t help but run a hand through his hair as he gazes upon your sex. Then he’s sliding a finger through your wetness, quickly finding your clit and focusing his attention there. You can feel Joel watching for your reaction. The way you scrunch your nose up and bite your lip, or when your breath catches from the way he bites into your thigh.

“Do that again.” Joel licks your other thigh and bites, “More,” The pain builds in a beautiful way which makes you squirm.

“I haven’t even touched you properly, darling.”

Something makes you answer confidently, “Then stop teasing.” You demand and the way his eyes bore into yours makes you backtrack, “…please stop teasing…”

“Good.” Joel takes your request in stride and uses his fingers to part your lips in order to access your most sensitive parts.

The instant his mouth is on you, you feel something building inside. Joel uses his thumb and pointer finger to circle your clit and literally makes out with your sex. It’s loud and you know it’s messy but it feels so fucking good. The few times you’d been eaten out were shitty in comparison–any other intimacy you had with other people is shitty in comparison to Joel.

Joel grabs a hold of the tops of your thighs–dragging you closer to his mouth as he groans into you. The vibrations make you gasp and unintentionally pull on his hair. You feel an orgasm coming and coming up on you quickly.

“Fuck–I’m close. I’m so close–oh my god–”

Joel focuses his mouth on your clit and slides a finger inside you. He curls it upward and you’re cumming all over his face and hand. Joel helps you ride through your orgasm by pumping his finger slowly in and out of you, he’s not licking anymore–just smelling and the thought that he enjoys your scent so much makes you even hotter.

You’re breathing heavily and trying to ground yourself as Joel sucks your cum off of his finger. “What the fuck?” You chuckle and wipe a hand down your face.

He watches you carefully, “You okay?”

“Yes, I am. I’m very okay, I’m just–WOW.” Joel smirks at himself and you finally catch your breath, “That’s the best orgasm I’ve ever fucking had–” You reach for the back of his neck and pull him in for a kiss. The taste of yourself makes you groan against Joel’s mouth.

#murswrites #joel miller x reader #joel miller one shot #joel miller imagine #joel miller x you #joel miller smut #the last of us x reader #the last of us #the last of us imagine #tlou imagine #tlou x reader #tlou one shot #tlou #tlou smut

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murswrites-ocs · 2 years

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Stranger Things OC Challenge Day Two: Joy Division, Bowie, Television, The Smiths… Master of Puppets by Metallica

#murswrites-ocs #murswrites #ostc2022 #f: cherry bomb #ship: stedditch #ship: stitch #ship: meddie #oc: mitch #p: gifset #fc: lizeth selene #fc: joe keery #fc: joseph quinn

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retvenkos · 2 years

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Okay so I just finished Six of Crows and dove straight into Crooked Kingdom. I’m not super far along but I swear Leigh Bardugo is out here trying to kill her readers. THE STRESS. Anyway I was wondering, which is your favorite book out of the entire Grishaverse? The original Trilogy and KoS Duology too

aaaaaaaahhhh!!!! the grishaverse is one of my favorite things, actually, and CK is so good!!!!!! you'll enjoy it for sure, the SoC duology is Superior™.

as for my favorite book in the entire grishaverse,,,, it's no surprise that i'm biased towards the SoC duology, but it's a real tie between Six of Crows or Crooked Kingdom. i might have a slight bias towards CK just because i ~understood~ the lore of the universe a little better after sifting through things in SoC (i didn't read the S&B trilogy first), and of course, my chaotic king Kuwei Yul-Bo was in that book doing his absolute most, and there were Wylan POV chapters!!!!! but also, i think some of the more memorable moments were from SoC, and that book really does just hit you with so much depth and complexity and excitement!!!! it's a hard choice, but it's a tie between those two. a close runner up is The Language of Thorns, which is a sort of companion novel to the Grishaverse as a whole, but it redefines what a companion novel is because !!!!!! there's so many stunning short stories in that book. 100% recommend. i sing it's praises daily, as i Should.

none of the other books, in my opinion, hold much of a candle to the SoC duology, (though the appearances of some of the SoC characters in the KoS trilogy were very fun <3) but they have their moments too. SoC is just,,, an impossible act to follow. they really did That™.

#asks #as you can see i am in a constant state of grishaverse brain rot <3. murswrites can attest to my near constant Thoughts™#our grishaverse series and headcanons...... dare i say superior to all else

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callsign-fangirl · 2 years

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Tommy Shelby text post pt4??

#tommy shelby #john shelby #arthur shelby #finn shelby #peaky blinders #peaky blinders meme #text post

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amazingmaeve · 2 years

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BONNIE GOLD FIC RECOMMENDATIONS!

follow each and everyone of these authors because they take time out of their days to write these AMAZING pieces of work.

also don’t forget to like and comment your love about all of these fics because they deserve it!

next time ➵ @fromforeigntofamiliarity

summary ➵ At the latest gold encampment Bonnie finds Reader bathing in a near by lake.

cursed land ➵ @zablife

summary ➵ Set during Season 4 Bonnie and his pregnant wife have come to Birmingham with the rest of the Gold family to help Thomas Shelby fight the Italians. His wife has visions cautioning him about staying in Birmingham for too long, but what happens when Bonnie ignores these warnings and gets caught up in the lifestyle promised by the Shelbys? Lots of angst and heartache, but followed up by visions of hope.

angel ➵ @peakyblindersxx

summary ➵ after a fight, you're the only thing on bonnie's mind.

forever and a day ➵ @sinfulshelbys

summary ➵ I finally found a acc that writes good shelby reader fics can you write a shelby sis with bonnie gold

teenagers in love ➵ @sinfulshelbys

summary ➵ Forever and a day part two where the Shelby’s find out about them 💖

i want a baby ➵ @bonniesgoldengirl

summary ➵ A slip of your tongue in the middle of sex has you and Bonnie making a life changing decision

desperate times ➵ @bonniesgoldengirl

summary ➵ After a long day of training, Bonnie comes home exhausted to find you needy for him. Too tired to do much, Bonnie proposes that you ride his thigh to deal with your arousal

heart of gold ➵ @murswrites

summary ➵ You two fought hard for your first date and Bonnie made sure to go all out for you.

young lovers ➵ @lilahisntsadanymore

summary ➵ A special sparkle blinked in Y/n's eyes the first time she met Bonnie Gold. Tommy noticed what's going on, so he helped the love blossom between these two young people.

stay ➵ @zablife

summary ➵ It’s the night before your wedding to Bonnie, but you can’t sleep because of a raging thunderstorm. Despite tradition, he visits you to calm your nerves.

good luck token ➵ @christinasyellowflowers

summary ➵ You offer Bonnie a small token before the match begins

best christmas gift ever ➵ @peakyblinders1919

summary ➵ The frigid air coming in from the east in conjunction with the stillness brought on by white snow clouds in the sky suggested winter. The smell of firewood, pine, cinnamon-flavored mull whiskey further suggested it was nearly Christmas. It is all strengthened by the songs traveling through the hills from the makeshift band, bored gypsies trying to keep fingers warm and pass time.

raggle taggle ➵ @murderousginger

summary ➵ Bonnie first saw her at the market one morning, fresh faced and beautiful as she looked at fruit to pick and bring home. He knew nothing about her but as sure as he knew every curve of the ring, he wanted to know each curve of her body. Some things just fit and Bonnie knew when he saw her that morning that he would do anything to fit against her like the glove on his hand. Some things were meant to be.

ring girl ii ➵ @blinder-secrets

summary ➵ been wanting to write bonnie since i first saw his lil pasty face!! this ones dedicated to @peachyblinders who summed up my feels with: ‘I just want a cute FLUFFY AF BONNIE IMAGINE he’s tough asf in the ring but then ur his girl so he would protec u to the day he DIES’ xx

maid for you ➵ @bonniesgoldengirl

summary ➵ As the youngest maid in Mr. Shelby's house, you can't help but get bored of your job and your fellow employees at times. So when Mr. Shelby throws a party after being in Small Heath for so long, you can't help but mingle with some of the younger guests instead of doing your job

say worse ➵ @zodiyack

summary ➵ omg could u do some soft bonnie gold first time smut???

traditional ➵ @randomoutsiders

summary ➵ “Maybe something about Bonnie dating/marrying a girl that's not a gypsy? Him showing her their traditions.”

opposite attracts ➵ @bonniesgoldengirl

summary ➵ Bonnie has always been a cheerful person, smiling and joking without a care in the world. So most people would think he'd be attracted to someone just like him. In this case, however, opposites attract

a champions reward ➵ @bonniesgoldengirl

summary ➵ After watching Bonnie win a fight, Reader decides to give him a reward in the shape of something they've never done before

the shy bride ➵ @ijustwant2write

summary ➵ Can you do a Bonnie gold fic where the reader is a Shelby and he has to marry her for a business deal and they end up getting to know each other even tho the reader is all shy and innocent and doesn't really like anyone that isn't family and the golds love her

through the looking glass ➵ @moral-turpitudes

summary ➵ Y/N joins a skeptical Bonnie and his pals on an eerie trek into the woods in search of an alleged haunted house. Little do they know just what awaits them.

ON AO3

these fics ive found on the website ‘archive of our own’. so they will take you out of the app, and give them all the love you can give because they’re BEAUTIFUL.

also I’ll be putting the authors handles here so you can show them some love as well.

burden ➵ himoji

summary ➵ bonnie wants to tell y/n everything before he goes away and regrets keeping the truth to himself.

petrichor ➵ kyloswarstars

summary ➵ Bonnie and you. You and Bonnie. It’s perfect. And then it’s all gone. Grieving is a strange, complicated thing to do and you don’t have a single clue on how to survive without him.

kiss it better ➵ Aimless_inagines_for_fun

summary ➵ Bonnie’s never wanted you to see him in the ring, worried how you’d react

#bonnie gold x reader #bonnie gold #bonnie gold smut #bonnie gold recommendations #peaky blinders x reader #peaky blinders smut #peaky blinders one shot #peaky blinders recommendations #peaky blinders

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wrenniebaby · 2 years

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moved to @fawnheartedgf

i’ve tried to reboot this acc as much as i can and i just am super unhappy with it so we moving again (mutuals i’m so sorry) and i’m tagging all mutuals but if u don’t / aren’t gonna interact with my content , don’t feel forced to follow. but to those of u still active i’ll see you on the other side !!!

please reblog to get signal boost !

still gonna be a stranger things / teen wolf blog :)

@amethvysts @ahsstilinski @buttondowndingus @bradleybeachbabe @dreaminrubies @hauntinghawkins @fleurfairie @faeology @get-your-fics @hazelinside @hartigays @harringtonbabe @ladylannisterxo @lucentfaery @lovewheeler @murswrites @mrvlbimbo @onehotgreasymechanic @originalvampireslut @oncasette @poppy-metal @redblossomss @roses-of-eden @ridestomars @sapphireplums @saintsinnereject @two-red-lungs @usertribrid @magicchai @ker0senebunny @surprisenecromancy @fxllfaiiry @edzmunsonswife @natti-ice @mortensharket @sunmoonandeddie @roses-of-eden @urlbitchin @porcelainmind @peter-parkers-husband @creelteeth @maladaptive-day-dreams @knifeskiss @creelteeth @eddieismissing @edzmunsonswife @honeymunson @jennifersbod @littledemondani

#wrennie.txt

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musicallisto · 1 year

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hi just woke up from a nap feel like i’ve been drugged i don’t even fucking know what year it is so naturally i vibe checked you all stay safe xoxo

@starlit-epiphany @its-me-satine @amortensie @johnskeating @retvenkos @noesapphic @maybanksslut @murswrites @destourtereaux @permanentreverie @ladyvesuvia @heliads

#alignment chart #please tell me where i fall in these im a libra i need to be perceived or i will die

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hellskitchenswhore · 2 years

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#angst (Volume 2)

➸ Five Years by @darling-i-read-it - Matt reappears after the #blip

➸ The Devil of Hell’s Kitchen by @murswrites

➸ The Last Time by @allthatyoulove - Reader is kidnapped by the Hand along with Karen

➸ You Will Forever by @modern-vellichor

➸ Morally grey vigilante!reader HCs by @raelwrites

➸ Vigilante!reader fic by @modern-vellichor

➸ Stay, please by @letstevengrantsleep - angst and #stitches and love

➸ "Why can't you just be honest with me?" by @matt-erialgirl

➸ borderline. by @hoewkeye

➸ Matt knows there's a ghost in his apartment by @biderboy - #no romance

➸ lucky night by @barnesafterglow - #stitches

➸ special and loved differently by @thedevilyk - You walk in on him and Elektra.

➸ after hours by @barnesafterglow - You get in an argument with Matt, and he surprises you.

➸ To Be Ripped Apart by @coalix - Matt loses everything in the #blip, including his morals, #mega angst

➸ Keyholes by @ellephlox - You get assaulted on your way home. Matt's not there to save you.

➸ in another life by @saintmurd0ck - You're getting married, just not to Matt.

➸ Catholic Guilt by @amchapel - #vigilante!reader, #breakup

➸ I Always Have by @m4tthewmurd0ck - Matt's phone call in 1x06

➸ Uneasy by @peterman-spideyparker

➸ i broke my heart for you by @atlaese - #angst and #breakup

➸ Dusk by @briefcasejuice - You took the sun with you when you left. #breakup

➸ Fighting Dogs by @stress--relief

➸ paint me a pretty picture by @literaila- season 3, #mega angst

➸ Loving You Is Killing Me by @m4tthewmurd0ck - #breakup & elektra

➸ Bittersweet Truth by @that-sarcastic-writer - Foggy calls you the night he finds Matt

➸ Tie Your Heart to Mine Part I, Part II by @coalix - A red string to lead you to your soulmate. Pain to move you to find them

➸ "We can't afford to do this anymore." by @mattmurdocksscars - Matt tries to break up with you to keep you safe

➸ Sound of Silence by @undiscovered-horizon - Matt gets the silent treatment

➸ go ahead, tell me more by @literaila - Matt saves you from a kidnapping

➸ Imagine showing Matt your scars by @undiscovered-horizon - #tw self harm

➸ Flinch (Part II) by @mattmurdocksscars - Matt learns about your past #abusive relationship, #hurt/comfort

➸ "Who did this to you?" by @toomanystoriessolittletime - Matts worried when you miss work, #abusive relationship

➸ Devil's Lil' Bat by @inkareds - Matt knows you're hiding something, #wayne!reader

➸ Ultraviolence by @cellophaine - Matt wonders why you don't want to go home, #abusive relationship

➸ Only You by @cellophaine - #breakup, eventual smut

➸ Gone by @devils-dares - You've been kidnapped, #mega angst

➸ Running Red by @titan-sl8yer - You're mugged and hurt, savior!matt

➸ The Calm and The Storm by @cellophaine - Matt comes to you after his very first night out

➸ Talk Too Much by @lene-loki - You're quiet after someone tells you that your talking is annoying the group

➸ A Fall From Grace by @cellophaine - Matt cheated on you, #mega angst

➸ Falling by @toomanystoriessolittletime - Your coworker is an asshole, Matt x plus-sized!reader

➸ Teasing The Devil by @toomanystoriessolittletime - Matt doesn't show at an important event and you get revenge while he's in church, #smut

➸ Judge and Jury by @itwasthereaminuteago - Matt runs into the little girl who started it all

➸ Please Lower Your Volume by @martyrmurdock - Matt and Frank's yelling sets you off, #past abuse, #platonic

➸ Another Night by @januaryembrs - Your abusive brother shows up, #savior!matt

➸ "The night is long and the path is dark" by @undiscovered-horizon - Matt prays over your broken body through the night

➸ "We've got this" by @shenanigans-and-imagines - You show up at the office after matt forgets your date

➸ home by @rogueonestan - While patching your wounds, Matt tells you about the night his dad died, #vigilante!reader

➸ No Yelling, Please by @cuddly-dean-baby - After a long night out, your yelling is too much for Matt to handle

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rubysunnday · 1 year

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what in the name of sankta alina is going on

i went offline for a few months but i'm back now and just in time to celebrate 6k. I've had this account 1,207 days (but who's counting) and i can't thank you all enough for your support and friendship.

anyway, we all know why we're here so:

*snips ribbon*

i do declare genyakosstyk's requests open

my only condition is it has to be shadow and bone or bridgerton please but other than that, fill ya boots x

(also if there's any s&b s2 gifs you want to see let me know) tagging moots and people i wanna be moots with below

@musicallisto @magpiencrow @retvenkos @cas-kingdom @murswrites @maggiescarborough @amirahiddleston @promenadewithme

#lottie's 6k

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romeulusroy · 2 years

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please read!!! 💕

I've been struggling with the decision whether or not to come back. I love all of you too much and writing too much to say goodbye :) There will be some changes though. I've updated the character list with characters I enjoy writing atm. I got rid of The Witcher. I'm sorry if that upsets anyone, but I'm taking much needed advice and writing for myself and at my own pace from now on. I know that'll make me happier and reflect in the writing! Tagging some friends below 💕 @fangirlsarah16 @royaltywhxre @moonlit-imagines @imaginesbymk @multifandomsimagine @murswrites @fanficsfromyesteryear @locke-writes @skellyagogo @ireblongstuff @musicallisto @writeroutoftime @cactiem and so my many more, I'm sorry my mind is blank!!! Xoxoxo💜💖💜💖💜💖💜💖💜

#update #dl

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writeroutoftime · 2 years

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2k followers/3 year blog anniversary celebration!

Oh my goodness, it is absolutely crazy to me that I have been on this blog for 3 years now!! I've been on tumblr for probably 7 or so years now (ahhh do I feel old lol), but this blog is the one I've had the longest. This is definitely a place I can come to escape and focus on what makes me happy - writing and reading!

Not only that, but the fact that I've also passed the milestone of 2k followers blows my mind! I honestly don't even know how that happened!

I know that I'm not always the most interactive or consistent when it comes to this blog, but I love having this space to write and a community of people to share it with. So, whether you've been here since the beginning or since last week, from the bottom of my heart, thank you for supporting me!

To celebrate, I've decided to do another sleepover, with all sorts of options to choose from! The sleepover will run from monday, july 25 to monday, august 1, so feel free to send me an ask (or multiple) throughout the week! Here's what I was thinking:

☀- send a character and a prompt or two from here and then I'll write a drabble for you (here's my fandom list)

🍦 - send a character a few letters from this fluff alphabet

🍉 - send a made-up fic title and I'll tell you what I would write about (and maybe even include a short blurb)

🕶 - send me a character or an actor and I'll rate them (this scale)

💐- ask me a question about a character, fandom, my writing, or anything else you'd like to know - let's be friends! :)

Everything will be tagged with #rita's3yearcelebration if you want to follow it (or block lol). I'm pretty free this week, so I'm super excited to answer some asks! I'll also finally be posting a bunch of requests that have been sitting in my drafts throughout the week!

just tagging a few of my lovely mutuals, thank you for all your support and for being so kind!

@fandomsandxfiles @murswrites @retromafia @smallheathgangsters @cinebration @asonofpeter @theshelbyclan @peakywitch @gryffindors-weasley (there's also so many more people, and I'm sorry if I didn't tag you - also, don't feel any pressure to respond if I did tag you! 💕)

#rita's3yearcelebration #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader #matt murdock x reader #thomas shelby x reader #benedict bridgerton x reader #anthony bridgerton x reader #foggy nelson x reader #peter parker x reader #roy kent x reader #jack thompson x reader #john b routledge x reader #diego hargreeves x reader #jamie tartt x reader

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murswrites · 1 year

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Patrols 1 ⎯ Joel Miller One-Shot

Pairings: Joel Miller x Nonbinary!Reader Fandom: The Last of Us MASTERLIST Word Count: 1.4k Warnings: Cursing, gore, panic attack, description of a bloater (yuck), y/n & joel being a weirdly good team ;) SUMMARY: Patrols have been kicking your ass but luckily you're paired with Joel Miller instead of Jesse. Unlucky for you: You're on patrol period.

A/N This has been in the works for like a year now LMFAO but I finished it instead of doing my work <3 Pedro Pascal IS the only Joel Miller I know <3 This is going to be a multi-part series so I'm not rushing relationship development

Patrols were kicking your ass. A recent resurgence of infected made for more work for everyone. It was exhausting but primarily annoying. You weren’t bad at patrols, you just didn’t like going on them. You were paired with Joel some of the time and Jesse others. It wasn’t too bad with Joel, he did the job and did it well.

Jesse on the other hand liked to make small talk and you weren’t known for your friendliness. Thankfully you were paired with Joel today, you would have collapsed from exhaustion had Maria put you with Jesse for the third day in a row.

“Mornin’,” Joel nodded toward you.

“Hey,” You yawned loudly from atop your horse, “Ready?”

He chuckled, “Seems you’re less ready than I am.” You shot him a dirty look, “Woah, I didn’t mean it like that, now.” Joel held his hands up.

Your horse, Ochre, was mild-mannered and usually sassy but it seemed she sensed you were exhausted. “Where are we patrolling today?”

“West side of the pines, someone said they heard somethin’ funny yesterday.”

“I bet you what we find isn’t going to make either of us laugh.”

Joel shook his head–a smile ghosting on his face. You were never too interested in getting closely related with anyone in Jackson. Sure, the town felt like home and you would protect the others with your life–but you didn’t have any family. Not like Joel did. He had his brother and a daughter.

You didn’t even have many close friends. Dina was the only person you could really tolerate, and by extension, you tolerated Ellie–Joel’s daughter. The two girls were the funniest people you’d ever met, they were the only people who could get you to crack a smile anymore. It was weird because ever since the outbreak, you’d been completely empty.

Only 17 when things went to complete shit–you were supposed to start college before the outbreak. That never happened. Nobody in your family made it out alive. You’d been in New York when it happened on your senior trip, everyone was at home, and before you could even think to go home… you were quarantined in NYC. You were probably lucky to be alive considering how quickly things spread in big cities.

Some days you wished you’d been unlucky. With how tired you were, today was looking like one of those days.

“Don’t fall asleep atop that horse now,” You yawned once more, struggling to find the energy to glare at Joel, “Hey, don’t give me that look. You should go on back.”

“We’re almost there, I’m fine.” You gathered the reins tighter and brought Ochre into a steady gallop. Joel sighed loudly but followed you.

The pine trees in this area were massive, they loomed over you two ominously. You hated this area of the woods the most. You two stopped and tied your horses to a tree, beginning to walk deeper into the woods.

“I honestly really hate these woods.” Your shotgun was heavy in your hands as you looked around quickly. “The trees look like infected sometimes.” You mumbled, keeping your focus on watching around you two.

Joel slides his rifle onto his back and carries his pistol in hand, “Ellie used to get frightened in this area, she said stalkers like to hide under the branches.”

You scoff at his attempt to make conversation, “That doesn’t help me at all, Miller. Let’s get this over with.”

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Half an hour of wandering aimlessly, listening for the sound of infected. The only sound came from the pine needles under your feet. You were beginning to lose your patience, wanting to scream and hope for the best.

“I swear to god if they were making this up about there being infected out her–” Joel shushes you loudly and that sets you on high alert–raising your shotgun to look down the sight.

He jerks his head to the side and you slowly turn, two clickers were facing your direction. The infected chattered to one another and you leaned down to grab a hefty pine cone. You arched the cone over the pair of clickers. The clatter of the cone smacking a tree made one of them screech and rush for it.

Joel snuck behind the one that stayed behind and you followed his lead, slinging your shotgun over your shoulder and squeezing your shiv tightly. While he took out that clicker you moved as quietly as possible.

Your attention was pulled away when you spotted a runner a few yards away. Luckily it wasn’t paying you any mind and so you stood up behind the clicker and stabbed it through the fungal growth–effectively killing it. You didn’t know how but Joel got behind the runner and choked it out.

There being a runner meant that somebody was out here recently. Runners were quite rare all the way out here.

“Check that body, Miller, it’s a new one.”

Joel kneeled down, “Already on it,” You did the same with the clicker just to be sure that there wasn’t anything useful on it.

It wasn’t unusual to be rifling through the pockets of a dead body… you were desensitized to nearly every gory part of the new world. You just couldn’t get over the smell of blood. Copper and metallic would upset your stomach so bad that sometimes you’d have to wear a mask just wandering around.

“They were a Firefly.” Joel tossed their pendant to you.

Another commonality… while runners were rare, whenever they were found… it seemed more and more of them were Fireflies who had bad luck.

“Aren’t they all Fireflies these days?”

“Yup. Come on let’s make sure we got ‘em all.”

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There were three more infected wandering in the pines. But the cabin ahead seemed to have been recently vacated.

“I really don’t want to go in there.” You admitted, cringing at the thought of what could be inside.

Joel shrugged, “Then stay here.” He was the only person who didn’t force you to follow him inside buildings. Typically you would but the cabin was small, what could go wrong?

You sat on the ground and leaned against a tree, now that there wasn’t anything to keep your focus on–you were getting sleepy. Just as your eyes began dropping a loud bang startled you into an upright position. “Joel!?”

The door to the cabin slammed outward and Joel stumbled out, “Might wanna run,” His eyes were wide with surprise. “Move!” Joel pushes you in front of him and you bolt.

You sneak a glance behind you and see it. A huge bloater with three legs and four arms, “What the fuck is that!?” The infected disgusted you and it made your stomach churn. “That’s so fucking nasty!”

“We just gotta get some distance between us and it.” The bloater was slow-moving and seemed very unstable. “We’re gonna kill the son of a bitch.” That didn’t sound like a question to you.

“I know. Just haven’t killed too many bloaters.” You began lighting a molotov cocktail, “Guess we should get to work?” Joel gave you a single nod and you both launched a molotov cocktail toward the bloater.

It roared in pain as the fire spread across its skin. Joel brandished his rifle and began taking calculated shots. You stepped a few feet closer in order to make best use of your shotgun ammo. The bloater took any chances it could to throw poisonous sacs of spores at you too. It made firing harder but after about ten minutes it finally went down.

You dropped your gun on the ground and sighed loudly, “I think I’m gonna pass out.”

“Woah, woah, woah, what’s happening?” You shrugged, Joel watched you carefully as your head spun. “Y/N, you need to breathe.”

When he said that you noticed a lack of air in your lungs and tried to force your body to do its job. But it was no use. Exhaustion paired with disgust pushed your brain into panic mode. You just wanted to lay down and die, honestly. You could tell Joel was a bit freaked out because if your actions (or lack thereof).

“I’m–” You gasped through a breath, forcing air into your nose. “I’m okay. Just really tired.”

Joel nodded, “How about you wait here and I’ll bring the horses to you?”

That sounded really nice, “Oh god, that’d be great. Thank you.” He gave you one long look before jogging off in the opposite direction.

Tags: @musicallisto <3

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