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he hit me and it felt like a kiss.

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Love On You

“Done bein’ mad at me?” he asks, circling his finger around your clit. “Hm? Forgive me yet?”

“N-no,” you sigh, arching into his touch as Joel pushes his middle finger into your entrance.

Joel curls his finger, then inserts another. “Tell me how pissed you are,” he says. “How much you hate your dear old dad.”

TAGS - pwp one shot, smut, dad!joel, incest, unprotected piv, oral (f!receiving, Joel eats you from behind), free use, dubcon, age gap, uncle tommy sprinkles, little bit of angst and hurt/comfort, jealousy, reader is an adult. this is icky and you've been warned. 4k words.
A/N - Daddy’s back, albeit a month fucking later than intended. Such is life, though. Thanks for all the love recently 🩷 have a safe rest of your week, guys.

joel miller with glasses

  • joel miller, who gives you a crooked half-smirk whenever you speak to him, looking over the rim of his glasses and muttering “ain’t i old enough to be your daddy, darlin’?
  • joel miller, who absolutely pushes his glasses back up the bridge of his nose with a single index finger when they slip down - real old man style
  • joel miller, who chuckles to himself as you try his glasses on for the first time, squinting at you to get a better look before declaring “lookin’ real nice, sweetheart
  • joel miller, who is constantly misplacing his glasses when he needs them most - you can tell when it happens even if you aren’t in the same room; the sound of him patting his jeans and the subsequent goddamnit giving you all the information you need as the sound echoes from his workshop
  • joel miller, who goes to remove his glasses when he kisses you for the first time before you ask him to keep them on
  • joel miller, who gets the faintest flush to his cheeks when he realises said kiss has caused his glasses to fog up around the bottom of the lenses. the same flush that deepens as you tenderly pluck them from his face and clean the glass with the hem of your tshirt
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Fucking him in his hospital grade bed that has lumbar support for his bad back. Riding his orthopedic boots lined with Dr Scholl’s insoles for plantar fasciitis. He can’t finger you on account of the arthritis. Organizing his fiber supplements and blood pressure medication into one of those daily container things. Pocket full of Werther’s Originals rattling around during backshots. Fucking at 3pm, because supper is at 4 and bedtime is at 6. Being mindful of his bad knee.

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tommy pointing out that ellie and joel are the same person was so fucking poignant. and we can see it completely, both are so fucking stubborn and emotionally stunted and unwilling to communicate and i hate them sm but also i love them w my whole heart

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SPECIAL TREATMENT

Dr. Michael "Robby" Robinavitch x fem! reader || WC: 1.2k

CW: MDNI/18+. NSFW. SMUT. Age gap implied [Michael is canon age, reader is 25+]. Power imbalance situation [Attending/Resident]. FWB dynamic, sort of. Past mentions of smut in different instances. Oral (m & f receiving. Unprotected p in v. Heavy praise kink. Everything is consensual & mutual. They’re freaky idk. A tinge of yearning. Reader has hair & is a beast at medicine. Note: I have not watched The Pitt yet, so I apologize for any mischaracterizations lolz.

Hi. I honestly don't know what this is. It came to me in a dream after I yapped with @superhoeva in the DMS, and now she's tormenting me to keep writing for Mista Dr. Robby. Now I'm sucked into this world that I didn't even know existed lmao. Anywho, walk with me for a second here, let me cook! Reblogs, comments, and likes are greatly appreciated. Proofread by moi. <3

It all started with two simple words.

“Good job.”

Seven letters. One singular statement. A term of encouragement familiar to practitioners all over the Pitt, and of course it’s not unknown to you. Always said in recognition of one’s efforts, and in this family you’ve meshed with in the emergency department, it went a long way to hear that phrase after the intense shifts you all had to handle.

Though with Dr. Robby, it had a second meaning.

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