Lessons

Summary: Joel Miller, the smuggler of the Boston QZ, does not want your money when he gets you the medication you need, he asks for your body. Something you happily agree to. But one night he catches you touching yourself after you just had sex and leaves you to finally admit to him that you almost never finish with him. Something Joel can't and won't let stand.

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem. reader

Rating: E

Wordcount: 3k

Warnings: Boston QZ Joel, sex as a business transaction, mentions of period pains and medication, mentions of alcohol. smut (unprotected sex, semi public sex, oral sex) Joel is bad at feelings but he's trying, little bit of oblivious idiots cause why the hell not

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It started because you needed pills.

FEDRA had again increased the prices for the medication you and many other people needed, you, to get through you period every month and you had heard from a friend of a friend of a friend that there might be another way to get it. 

It was back then that you met Joel Miller. 

You were at the speakeasy after a long day of pretending to love getting to cook meals at the FEDRA base on the other side of the QZ. 

You hated the job, but it paid well and left you being able to sometimes steal shit so you put a fake smile on while the FEDRA officers lined up to get their food at the make shift cafeteria you were working in, ignoring their lingering stares and attempts to flirt with you. 

It had been a long and exhausting day and you wanted a drink when your friend Carl told you that Joel Miller was here. You followed the way he was pointing at, being met with dark eyes already looking at you. 

He was not what you expected. 

Leave it to Joel to make an entire mess of you while learning your body proving that “yes, he does not how to make you orgasm.” 🥵🥵🥵

Summary: It's not easy being a single mom in Jackson but help can come from the most unlikely of places.

Word count: 4.7k

Story warnings: 18+ MDNI, Jackson!Joel, soft!Joel, platonic relationship, fluff, references to loss of a parent and loss of a child, no use of y/n, no description of Reader she's a blank state (she's in her 20s but there's nothing remotely romantic between her and Joel so it's pretty much irrelevant to the plot), Ellie and Joel are all right.

A/N: This is written as part of @mothandpidgeon and @ezrasbirdie 's Mother's Day challenge and beta'd by the wonderful @nerdieforpedro because I never know if I'm doing a good job with Joel's accent. Thank you, babe. I had this idea while drying my hair on Monday and it has been everything I've been able to think about this week. I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I do. I'm not a native speaker, I've never watched nor played TLOU but I have a wonderful specialist, love you @avastrasposts

You're so welcome @frenchiereading 💖

This fic is even more beautiful than when I beta-ed it. Motherhood is difficult even with everything at your disposal and a village of support. Motherhood during an apocalypse seems near impossible.

It was such a simple offer help that benefitted not only the reader and her son, but also Joel who's able to make use of skills he hasn't in decades.

Team Spirit- Joel Miller x f!reader

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Rating: E for EXPLICIT MDNI 18+

Summary: When you go to an Eagles bar to watch the football game, the last thing you expect is to get railed in the bathroom by a Cowboys fan.

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: drinking, unspecified age gap, unprotected PIV, creampie, (kinda?) public sex, tommy miller is a fucking menace to society, football references.

Author's Note: i am a sportsball girlie at heart and i wrote this for all my other sportsball babes. just some silly PWP. Enjoy!

shoutout to my love @dancingtotuyo and my wife @wannab-urs for beta reading and the amazing comments they left in my google doc!

I mean I’ll go find some team spirit if it means Joel will fuck it out of me. Just saying 👀 Damn Ang ❤️

Summary: Joel didn't think he'd ever feel at peace again, but you and your books, you've brought it back to him.

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: +18 MDNI but honestly, nothing more I can think of? QZ and Jackson-era Joel, fluff moments. No description of reader and no use of y/n.

A/N: @nerdieforpedro asked for a domestic prompt with Joel (reading out loud to each other) for my cozy celebration and I know 1k is not a drabble but if you know anything about me, you know this is as short as my writing can get. I'm not a native speaker, this is unbeta'd and written by someone who has never played nor watched TLOU yet has read plenty of fics and has a fantastic Joel adviser (love you forever @avastrasposts). Enjoy!

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This 😭😭😭 It’s perfect 💙💙💙💙 @frenchiereading You even gave Joel glasses which would look so cute on him I almost may stop listening to him. Almost.

The reading of an erotic novel though 😆😆😆❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Joel: “Ya really want me to…? I, Darlin’.”

Reader: “Please Joel, I don’t feel so well.”

Joel adjusts his glasses and goes to finish the paragraph with a deep sigh and turns away slightly, “The Count ran his fingers over the maid’s plump bosoms, his turgid member throbbing with desire for her creamy flesh.” His large hand rubbed the deep divide in his forehead, feeling it sink with each line of this book. There were still ten chapters left, the embarrassment was high but the sense of peace was everything.

Poor Joel (but not really - I want him to read @goodwithcheese ‘s birthday list)

YOu added so much to it, I adore it! I can just picture Joel cringing but then at night you recreate what he's read to you in the bedroom so maybe that's also an added bonus of books! ;)

@frenchiereading When you have time, this may need a follow up. 😘 For science.

Summary: Joel didn't think he'd ever feel at peace again, but you and your books, you've brought it back to him.

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: +18 MDNI but honestly, nothing more I can think of? QZ and Jackson-era Joel, fluff moments. No description of reader and no use of y/n.

A/N: @nerdieforpedro asked for a domestic prompt with Joel (reading out loud to each other) for my cozy celebration and I know 1k is not a drabble but if you know anything about me, you know this is as short as my writing can get. I'm not a native speaker, this is unbeta'd and written by someone who has never played nor watched TLOU yet has read plenty of fics and has a fantastic Joel adviser (love you forever @avastrasposts). Enjoy!

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This 😭😭😭 It’s perfect 💙💙💙💙 @frenchiereading You even gave Joel glasses which would look so cute on him I almost may stop listening to him. Almost.

The reading of an erotic novel though 😆😆😆❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Joel: “Ya really want me to…? I, Darlin’.”

Reader: “Please Joel, I don’t feel so well.”

Joel adjusts his glasses and goes to finish the paragraph with a deep sigh and turns away slightly, “The Count ran his fingers over the maid’s plump bosoms, his turgid member throbbing with desire for her creamy flesh.” His large hand rubbed the deep divide in his forehead, feeling it sink with each line of this book. There were still ten chapters left, the embarrassment was high but the sense of peace was everything.

Poor Joel (but not really - I want him to read @goodwithcheese ‘s birthday list)

When My Time Comes Around- Part Three

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Part One | Part Two

Summary: You and Joel heal from the trauma of the last twenty years. We find out what the next twenty have in store for you.

Word Count: 5.2k

Rating: E for EXPLICIT MDNI 18+

Warnings: SMUT! unprotected PIV, oral sex m!receiving, pregnancy and childbirth but not super detailed, major character death, grief, child loss

Immersability: Reader can get pregnant/ give birth

Author’s Notes: A HUGE THANK YOU to @wannab-urs. if it wasn't for you this fic wouldn't exist. Thank you for letting me yell about this to you and I'm (kinda) sorry it made you cry so much.

Thank you to everyone who read, commented or reblogged this story. It is so special to me and your support and love for it means the world to me. I know it isn't the easiest read so it really means a lot that you all stuck around. To reward you: Have a disgustingly sweet and fluffy happy ever after! I love you all!

Can I just…I had to take time to think of what to say because I truly did not know. Like it really went full circle with the exploration of what happened with the reader’s family and Joel’s journey with loss grief and death into their family reconciling, growing and Joel being able to pass among family. 😭😭😭😭

When My Time Comes Around- Part Two

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Summary: This chapter takes place in the year and a half or so before the beginning of the first chapter. You'll find out everything leading up to you finding Joel dying in the snow.

Rating: E FOR EXPLICIT MDNI 18+

Word Count: 7.3k

Warnings: THIS IS THE SADDEST THING I’VE EVER WRITTEN, major character death, detailed canon typical violence, detailed descriptions of injuries, heavy use of weapons, Marlene deserves her own warning, alcohol consumption, references to alcoholism, child death, child loss, major angst, briefest hint of PIV smut, EVEN THOUGH READER IS NOT PRESENT IN THIS CHAPTER, THIS IS STILL A JOEL X READER FIC

Author’s Notes: Unfortunately, this chapter is a lot sadder than the last one. But if you decide to stick around to the end you will be rewarded with a disgustingly sweet and fluffy happy ending! Also this is my first time writing this much action and it was so fun! Let me know what y'all think about it because I'd love to write more!

Whew…my blood ran cold while reading this. Dialed the angst up to 100/10 😵

When My Time Comes Around- post-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

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Summary: After spending the last fifteen years isolated and alone, your solitude is disrupted when you find a man dying in the snow. You save his life and the ice surrounding your heart, and his, begins to thaw.

Word Count: 6.3k

Rating E FOR EXPLICIT MDNI 18+

Warnings: THERE WILL BE A HAPPY ENDING eventually, canon typical violence, detailed descriptions of injuries and wound care, blood, weapons like guns and knives, character death, suicidal ideation, child loss, grief, angst, age gap (joel is 57, reader is 35ish, but its only briefly mentioned once and is not part of the plot), implied sex, i think thats it but please let me know if I’ve missed anything and I will gladly add it

Immersability: reader can have/has had a child but it otherwise not described in any way

Author’s Notes: HUGE thank you to @wannab-urs for listening to me scream about this for several weeks and beta reading for me. This fic would not exist without the love of my life. I hope you all enjoy the sadness knowing that there is a happy ending coming!

This is only part one 😭 How many changes are you gonna put my feelings through?

Is what I say but I enjoyed the struggle of feelings and I’m already giddy about future parts. 😛

WHEW lemme sit down for a minute 🧎‍♀️ so fucking hot and sweet

as a plus size girly, my heart is soaring 🫶🏼

ahhhhhh thank you!!!! so so happy you enjoyed it 💗💗💗

MA’AM!!!! MMAA’AAM I just finished my shift at work and I am at home on my couch. I sat with this for at least 20 minutes before re-reading it. What I wouldn’t give for THE JOEL “yeah he gutted some people but I love him” MILLER between some thick thighs. I would be happy to sit on that man’s face. You wrote my dream 😭😭😭🔥🔥🔥🔥 I love you. 🥰🥰🥰

Delicate | Ch. 1

heavily inspired by Taylor Swift's song of the same title

Is it cool that I said all that?

Is it chill that you're in my head?

Cause I know that it's delicate.

I wanted to wait to read it when I could sit still and focus! They’re playing a dangerous game. 😜❤️❤️

Chapter Two

no-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!oc

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warnings: dark themes surrounding history of domestic violence, references to physical injury, heavy emotions (hope can also be heavy)

a/n: all i have to say is thank you for reading, and i'd love to hear what you think

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Oh, come child

In a cross bones style

Oh, come child

Come rescue me

'Cause you have seen some

Unbelievable things

Crossbones Style by Cat Power

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I encourage any and everyone to read this, it’s beautifully written. It can be triggering for some so make sure to check the warnings. It was a prologue and two chapters. 🤗

grumpy!husband!joel who insists on driving u to work even though it's his day off, reminding u that you're having lunch together because he's this 👌close to beating up ur boss for not approving your day off to match with his and being even grumpier when u tell him he shouldn't bother driving back and forth because even though u spend most of your free time together it's never enough and if you want to save the world from your asshole husband you're going to let him milk every hour of his day off with you goddamn it

Joel was grumbling under his breath, muttering, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other clasped around your thigh. You didn’t know what was more distracting⏤ watching your handsome husband scowl through the windshield or feeling his fingers flex and press into your inner thigh. 

If your boss did give you day off it would lessen Joel’s homicidal feelings by 5-10%. Joel would prefer that your boss pay your to work from home and maybe do like one report a day because the rest of time will be spent with Joel finding different positions for you all over the house. 🥵🥵🥵 Joel driving around in his pajamas though, like what a sight to see. 🥰

Wouldn't Miss It For The World

Dad's best friend! Joel Miller x reader | 4.1k words

summary ↬ You've managed to land an internship with a highly respected company out of Houston. When the stock market crashes, taking your job, your father convinces you to move back home. Living with your father again is great, until a surprise birthday party awakens something in you.

minors DNI/18+ content

warnings ↬ no outbreak au, dad's best friend Joel, age gap (reader is 27/28, Joel is mid 40s), oral (m receiving), allusion to f receiving oral, mild dirty talk, marijuana smoking

a/n ↬ hi! it's been years since I've written fanfic so keep that in mind reading this. The market for dbf! Joel has been dry lately, so I figured I'd dip my toes. This is just a oneshot, but depending on how it's received I may be open to making it a series. I also didn't give this a full readthrough before publishing so if there's minor mistakes, no there's not.

Well damn, you don’t even gotta give me a guitar. 🤣🤣 I loved it! 🥰

Sick Days with Joel Miller

(Joel Miller x female! reader)

A/N: This was so much fun to write y'all. I'm currently sitting in bed with a stuffy nose, sore throat, wicked headache, and hopped up on cold meds, wishing I had Joel Miller to take care of me 🥹. Also please excuse the fast and loose car mechanic jargon I used, I couldn't resist. The fast and furious series is also my guilty pleasure sick day movie choice, that and the OG star wars trilogy 🌚 An enormous thank you to my lifeline @iamasaddie for reading and giving me feedback and the most encouragement.

This is pure fluff with a bit of spice thrown in, I hope you enjoy! Please comment and reblog if you like it, and I might do more oneshots like this! - 🌹N

It’s the first time you’ve been sick since you and Joel started dating, and it’s different. Different from what you’re used to.

Sick days like this are awesome. ❤️

observations [joel miller x neurodivergent f!reader]

summary: You're not like the other girls, but it'd be easier if you were. Joel Miller doesn't see it that way. ratings/warnings: T [lots of feelings of insecurity, reader is neurodivergent, this very soft, Joel is very soft, reader is in her 30s, Joel is in his 50s] wc: ~2k a/n: please go to @ezrasbirdie-updates to be notified of updates! this was a present to myself on Joel's birthday lol. I've been having some feelings lately and I needed to work them out. Like why go to therapy when I can write fic, I guess. Jk I am looking for a new therapist as we speak ANYWAY this is me like opening my chest up and showing you my soul so I hope it's helpful to someone.

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You want to like Jackson. You want to like its bustling town square and the cute little storefronts. You want to like the colorfully painted houses in the neighborhoods on the outskirts of its tiny downtown. It reminds you of a snow globe, frozen in time, immune from the horror of the rest of the world. 

It should be an oasis, and you should be thankful you stumbled upon it when you did. And you are thankful. You’d fall to your knees with gratitude if Maria Miller requested it. 

The problem is the people. 

🥹🥹 As someone who is usually loud (I was told by a patient who uses hearing aids if everyone talked like me he would be fine leaving them home) I find that I have to control my volume and gauge when is an appropriate time to laugh. This resonates with me so deeply. Also people are weird not me. 🥸