A fan leaks a photo of you and 2Hollis. The comments are not only starting to get to you, but they're starting to get to him
Part One☆ Part Two☆
My Eyes
★ 2Hollis x Reader
Backstage before a show, 2Hollis asks you to do his eyeliner. What started out as just a favor turns into something much more dangerous, much more intimate
Part One☆ Part Two☆
Smoke You Out
★ 2Hollis x Reader
You thought it would just be another sleepless night on tour. Until 2Hollis hits your phone, asking you to come to his room and smoke.
Complete☆
Party 4 U
★ 2Hollis x Reader
The party was supposed to be a way for you to get wasted, wild, and to get over him. But when you find out he only threw this party for you, things get messy.
Complete☆
Vodka Cranberry
★ 2Hollis x Reader
You moved away and he got famous, but yet nothing about your friendship changed. Back in town for the night, a stranger at a party has the power to ruin all of it.
Complete☆
Storm
★ 2Hollis x Reader
It was just another mundane stop on the tour. But when a sudden storm leaves you trapped in a room with 2Hollis, soaking wet, lines are blurred and its hard to remain professional.
i'm aster (he/it), and i recently decided that i need something better to do while procrastinating the stuff i am actually supposed to do.
thus, i shall write fanfic.
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- i don't do nsfw but i'll do fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, crack, and T-rated romance. or fade-to-black if that's your thing ;)
- i default to gender neutral reader (unless requested otherwise)
- i write for the following fandoms (this list may expand in future. hyperfixations are, unfortunately, entirely unpredictable)
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2. knives out
3. loki
4. agents of shield
5. now you see me
6. night at the museum
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- i'll do pretty much any relationship pairing barring incest and pedophilia.
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Synopsis: Tom sees a girl and she like looks like a complete angel he tries to do his little flirty things with her but she just ignores it and it makes him like her even more.
Tags: Name is attractive, clingy Tom, couple goals Frl, toms whipped, the band finds it funny, touchy Tom, make out seshs after concerts
“Even if my heart stops beatin, you’re the only thing I need… with me.”
- the first time he saw you his eyes were GLUED
- it was post concert and he was just out goofing around buying random stuff with the band when he saw you
- You were just on the phone talking with a friend and getting snacks at a small corner shop
- But bro he was whipped
- wide eyed and all, might’ve walked into a shelf of accident
- his eyes would not leave you the whole time you were browsing around the store
- let’s say you caught him staring and he just looked like a deer in the headlights bc he didn’t expect to be caught
- you laughed and said something to your friend on the phone abt him before walking past him to pay
- once he snapped out of it and saw you were leaving he chased after you
- leaving the rest of the group staring at him like 😐 “tf just happened”
- when he DID catch up to you and got your attention he would try and play it off and would be like-
- “hey, I’m Tom-“ would probably try and lean up against a wall but would slip and almost fall bc he wasn’t close enough to it
- you legit stared at him like 🤨 not impressed
- “Uhh…I’ll call you back”
- you looked him up and down and asked if he needed anything
- he tries use pick up lines on you but you just laugh a little and walk away and leave him following you like a kicked puppy while you continued to talk with your friend
- Bill and Gustav are def staring at him from the convenience store window like🧍while Georg is hyping him up
- is a persistent mf and eventually sets up a hangout with you the following day (he begged on his knees and clung onto your leg until you accepted)
- pictures show up all over the media speculating on you two’s relationship
- photos are mostly of Tom getting walked like a dog by you
- he’s always walking behind you while you lead him to god knows where
- tags along everywhere you go even for minuscule things
- many comment on how different his attitude is when he’s with you
- once y’all are closer, dating or not he is alllll over you 24/7
- can never stay away from you
- head on the shoulder hugging you from behind while you talk with someone
- playing with the belt loops on your pants while you play with his hair while talking with the band
- Hand on your lower back while walking the carpet or through crowds of paparazzi
- makes out w/ you after concerts bc of that adrenaline rush and you both love it sm
- against the wall backstage n everything
- grabs at anything he can but most you’re waist
- loves pushing his hips flush against yours
- whiny if you tell him he has something scheduled and can’t spend time with you
- always touching your ass and doesn’t care who sees wants ppl to see
- literally had to kick him out so you could shower alone one time bc he wouldn’t leave
- eventually you just accepted you’ll have to shower with someone all the time
- You def pulled him he didn’t pull you
- he’s not ashamed to admit that
- Lowkey moody when you’re not around and with him and it drives the band crazy
- head over heels type of love with him
- always staring at you with puppy dog eyes
-watches you do your hair and makeup
- sneak peeks what you’re wearing so he can subtly match in his own style
- when fans try to flirt he’s like 🏃”Name where’s Name”
- One time a fan tried to get his attention by showing off the shirt she was wearing and showing her chest and he was like…
- “How would Name look in that”🤔
- “Name would NOT wear something like that”
- said it out loud one time and almost made a fan cry but apologized bc Bill said so
- but Tom is Tom and if you notice him checking someone out or flirting without knowing you’d set him straight
- you know your worth and tell him off if needed
- but the chance he would is like one in a million because who is better than you?
- ‘no one’ is the answer
- interviewee’s would try and bring up how much he changed relationship wise and he’s like
- “well yeah I’m literally dating her why would I want anyone else?”
- def teased by Bill and Georg on how whipped he is
- doesn’t deny it at all and just nods his head like “yeah Ik bro isnt she great”
- Carves your name on the side of one of his guitar with a knife and it’s all wobbly and messy but you loved it and he was so giddy abt it
- if you have piercings he’ll get matching ones
- comments on your appearance 24/7
- “You’re so hot”
- “did you get prettier?”
- “is that skirt new?”
- you always put him in his place without even saying anything
- like he say smth and you just staring and him and he’s like
- “ I was just kidding babe of course just jokes😁”
- sweats bullets when when you guys fight abt things bc you are scary
- Begs for forgiveness
- Buys you so much stuff and doesn’t stop even if you want him to
- I feel like gift giving is his love language and there is no stopping it (just accept them it makes him cheese so hard he’s all happy and will kickin his feet n shit when you aren’t looking)
- named “teen couple of the year” in lots of magazines
- he keeps those magazines inside of his nightstand
- gets so many questions abt you in interviews
- gets a little to personal with the answers
- embarrasses you sometimes but find it amusing and so does he
- even fans can’t get mad because you guys r just so cute together
- literally some fans named yall #goals
- The band loves you guys together because it brings out the good in Tom
I'm tapping the 18+ sign extra hard this time. But for those of you who qualify for entry, I've got some goodies for you this time. >:3c
A new chapter of Wretched, Reckless Romance just dropped!
I'm thinking of taking a break from this fic soon to write some single chapter 👀 ... encounters... between the tfc characters what do y'all think? (Feel free to make requests)
hello! I saw that your requests were open and had to ask…
would you write a joelxreader, jackson era, joel is late 50s and reader is late 20s,
reader is very confident and knows that she wants joel as soon as he walks into the commune. joel is our grumpy guy and doesn’t comprehend her advances, so she keeps trying more and more until it’s spelled out for him
Thank you!!!!
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Currently writing for Joel Miller and The Mandalorian. Also willing to write for Clint Flood if anyone wants to send something !! 👀 shit I’ll blurbs and drabbles for Javier Peña, Javi Gutierrez, and Oberyn Martell too. I’m open to a lot of things atm! Find my Request Terms and Conditions here!
Joel Miller Masterlist
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Without further ado,
Clueless
Joel Miller x Fem!Reader
Rating: EXPLICIT 18+
Word count: 2.6k
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Joel Miller.
God, he is the definition of “ruggedly handsome.”
You remember the day he got to Jackson; the first time.
It was winter, he seemed to be found by the patrol, along with his daughter, Ellie. You later found out that she wasn’t his kid. Biologically, anyways.
But now it’s summer. Joel and Ellie arrived back last week from what sounds like a long and dangerous trip.
The Tipsy Bison is packed full of people on this hot day, drinking and enjoying the fans around the bar.
You spotted Joel when you walked in, sat at the bar top by himself. And lucky for you, the only open seat you could see was on his left.
You walked toward him confidently, sitting down on the stool next to him. Coincidentally, his brother, Tommy, is tending bar right now.
He walks over and greets you, “Hey, Y/n. What’re ya drinkin’ today?” He smiles.
“Hey! I’ll drink whatever you feel like pouring.” You grin back at him.
“Whiskey it is.” Tommy laughs. “Same I’ve been pouring Joel, here. Tell me what you think.”
Joel tilts his glass toward you and then takes his last sip. He sets the glass down on the counter and slides it towards his brother. “One more?” He raises his brows.
“One.” Tommy chuckles, pouring heavy for him. He slides both your glasses towards you.
You take yours and Joel takes his, leaning it towards you again. You clink your glasses together, “Cheers.”
“Cheers.” He nods.
You both take a swig of your whiskey and it goes down so smooth. You smile at Tommy. “It’s good.”
“Good.” He nods before walking away to tend to other customers.
You and Joel have had a couple encounters as mostly strangers/almost acquaintances but you decided that you wanted to be closer with him. So much closer.
“Y/n, right?” Joel looks at you, confirming your name.
“Yeah.” You smile.
“‘M Joel.” He reaches out a large hand to shake yours.
“Nice to officially meet you.” You wink and shake his hand briefly.
“I’ve seen you around the school.” He smiles.
“Yeah, I’m one of the teachers.” You smile back.
“That’s good work.” He nods, taking a swig of his drink.
You mirror him and then set your glass down, nodding. “Thank you. So is yours. You keep the town safe.”
“S’not much.” He shrugs.
You bump his shoulder with yours. “Yeah okay, Mr. Humble.” You laugh.
He laughs too, looking at your lips for a quick second.
You both finish your drinks. You muster up the bravery and; “you wanna get out of here?”
Joel nods with a grin.
You walk out of the bar together and then he looks down at you. “Yeah it was too crowded in there.” He says.
You nod in agreement. You opened your mouth to ask him if it was gonna be your place or his and he says something first.
“I oughta get to some yard work anyways. I’ll see you around?” He smiles, stepping back from you.
Your mouth was still hanging open and you shut it quickly, smiling and nodding. “Mhm!”
You can’t believe this guy didn’t know you were asking him to fuck.
He nods a goodbye and turns and walks away. You sigh, heading back home to frustratedly rub one out.
***
It’s been a few days since your drink with Joel, and you decide you’re gonna try something else.
You bake a dozen cookies for him, put them in a cute Tupperware container, and march down the road to his place. You were glad you only lived about a block and a half away.
Once you arrive, you take a deep breath and knock on the front door. You saw Ellie walking back to the garage as you arrived, leaving the house to just you and Joel.
He opens the door and smiles wide when he sees you. “Hey, Y/n.”
“Hey, Joel.” You say in a sweet voice.
You fan yourself a little, the sun beating down and making you sweat today.
“Come on in. It’s hot out there.” He offers, stepping back so that you can walk inside.
“Thanks.” You hum, walking into the much-cooler-than-outside house.
He shuts the door. “What brings you over?”
You turn to face him, handing the Tupperware over. “I baked you some cookies.”
He takes the container happily. “What for?”
“Just ‘cause you’re sweet.” You shrug, starting to blush.
“That’s very kind. I don’t know how to thank you.” He grins, his Texan accent really coming through.
“I could think of one-“ you start.
He cuts you off again. “Hold on. I got the perfect thing.”
He sets the cookies down and walks over into the kitchen. He quickly returns with a small mason jar with dandelions in them.
“Ellie picked these and I- well, they just don’t get enough sun in here. You should have them.” He smiles.
It’s a wildly adorable gesture, although he still seems completely clueless to your advances.
“Thank you.” You wonder if maybe you should stop trying to woo him. You smile anyways, because it is sweet.
“I hope you enjoy them.” He smiles.
“I will.” You nod.
It started to feel a little awkward so you excuse yourself to leave. But before you do; “hey, um,” you turn to Joel. “You used to be a contractor, right? I think Tommy said something about that one time.”
“Yeah, why?” Joel asks.
“My uh,” you try to think of anything in your house. “My bathroom fan isn’t working.” You blurt out.
“Oh, okay. Well, I could come take a look at it if ya like.” He offers.
“That would be amazing. I’ve got a few things to do today, so how about sometime around 6?” You smile.
He mirrors your expression. “Perfect. Uh, I’m sorry-“ he pauses. “Which house?”
“When you leave here, take a left and keep walking until you get to the yellow house with green trim.” You flutter your lashes.
“I’ll be there.” He nods. “Thanks again for the cookies.”
“Thanks for the flowers.” You turn on your heels with a huge smile on your face and leave.
Tonight would be the final try. Third time’s the charm, right?
***
You shower and shave and do your hair and some subtle makeup before you eat an early dinner and make sure you’re prepared for Joel to come over.
You’re dressed in a slutty satin night gown, a short bathrobe over it, your cleavage exposed and smooth legs showing.
6pm comes and your doorbell rings.
You answer the door, trying to keep up your confidence.
Joel is standing there with a toolbox and you can see him immediately look you up and down. That’s a good sign.
He seems a little flustered now. “Hey, is now still a good time?”
You nod, welcoming him inside. “Yeah, sorry, I took a shower and just wanted to get into my pajamas early.” You shrug.
“Not a problem.” He smiles, a blush forming on his cheeks.
He steps into your house and you close the door after him.
“It’s in here.” You lead him to your master bedroom with a bathroom.
You had a candle going, the lights were soft and low, you made sure to leave a sexy pair of panties peeking out of a dresser drawer, hoping they’ll catch Joel’s eye.
He follows you into the bathroom and as each room gets smaller, your heart starts racing. You’re squished against the counter as Joel slides past you.
You point up to the freshly broken ceiling fan (courtesy of you and a screwdriver poking holes in the filter), “It’s making this weird sound and I feel like it doesn’t work as well as it used to. When I take a hot shower it’s just… really steamy.” You say in a flirting tone.
He’s still staring up at the ceiling fan but you see his jaw clench for a moment.
“Okay.” He nods, looking at you with a small smile. “I’ll get started.”
“Thanks again.” You smirk. “Can I get you anything to drink?”
“I shouldn’t drink on the job but I’ll take whiskey if you’ve got it.” He shrugs.
“How about once you’re done I’ll give you whatever you want?” You lick your lips.
His eyes flit down as your tongue swipes across your bottom lip and disappears back into your mouth. He gulps.
He’s flustered; blushing and stuttering once he finally tries to speak. “Uh- you- I, um…”
“Jesus, Joel.” You sigh with a laugh. “Can I make it any more obvious?”
“What?” He thinks he may have an idea but he wants to hear you say it.
Your pussy is throbbing already as you step closer into his personal space. You smell cologne and cigarettes and it’s got your head spinning.
“I want you to fuck me.” You say softly.
He sighs, dropping his toolbox on the ground and grabbing your face with both hands. He surges forward and kisses you, causing you to whine.
You wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him impossibly closer. You start stepping back as the two of you make out, leading Joel back into the bedroom.
Your knees buckle as they hit the bed. You crawl back and pull him on top of you by his shirt collar, keeping him close.
His lips are on your neck now, planting wet kisses up and down the skin there. You whine and squirm underneath him, reaching down for his belt.
He growls against your throat and it just makes you shiver as you get his pants undone. He’s undoing your bathrobe and then suddenly your hand is on his length and he gasps, hips rolling slowly.
“That’s it.” You nod, keeping your grip on his cock as his pelvis rocks back and forth.
He’s breathing hard against your collarbone and half of his weight is rested on top of you but you were determined.
“Wouldn’t this feel even better if it was my pussy?” You squeeze a little bit to emphasize your words.
“Yeah, fuck.” He groans, leaning back and sitting on his knees.
“Let me see ya, baby.” He hums, shucking off his shirt and shoving his jeans and boxers down to reveal his heavy, leaking cock.
“Fuck.” You whine, pushing your bathrobe off and then pulling your nightgown up slowly.
You bring the lace hem up your thighs, then reveal your heat to him, spreading your legs further.
He sighs shakily at the sight of your puffy lips. “Keep goin’.”
You bite your lip and then your stomach is showing, your tits, and then you’re completely naked as the night gown gets thrown off to the side of the bed.
“I’ve been wanting this a long time.” You admit.
“Yeah?” He grins.
You nod. “I doubt you’ve been thinking about this as long as I-“
He cuts you off. “Shush.” He shakes his head. “Think I haven’t noticed you?”
You laugh. “I’ve been hitting on you for days and you haven’t taken the hint.”
He laughs, holding your hips to the bed as he leans down and presses kisses to your lower stomach. “Just wanted to make sure you were sure.”
“Of course I’m sure. Fuck. Come on, stop teasing.” You whine as he drags his tongue down to your vulva.
He pushes your thighs apart and then he’s blowing cool air against your clit.
“Joel-!” You gasp.
“That’s it.” He hums, smirking at you.
And then his lips wrap around your clit and your eyes flutter closed.
You tangle your hands in his grown out curls, pulling and tugging and guiding him as he unravels you with his tongue.
He flicks it over your bud several times, making it harden and become even more sensitive.
Your thighs start to shake and you know you’re close already. You want to be embarrassed but you know it was probably boosting his ego.
Old man like him getting a 20-something piece of ass… that’s one thing he’d be bragging about to Tommy later.
“I’m gonna-“ you gasp.
He hums long and low against your pearl and sucks even harder and then~
You writhe and cry out his name as you tip over the edge, toes curling, eyes rolling back, nails digging into Joel’s scalp as he keeps going to town.
“Oh, god.” You whimper, grinding yourself against his face in search of more.
He grunts and his fingertips press into your thighs with a bruising grip. “Gimme another one.” He mumbles.
His tongue pushes into you and his nose is on your clit and he’s letting you basically fuck his face and it’s so goddamn hot and he’s right there and you’re so close and you’re so close and you’re so-!
“Yes!!!” You sob, cumming again, hips bucking, out of control. “Oh- oh- oh-“ you keep whimpering.
He lets you ride it out for a moment and then he’s flipping you over and propping you up on your knees, ass up in the air.
You’re in a haze and you’re so euphoric but you still need one thing from him.
He starts to push inside of you, hands roaming your back. You let out a shaky breath as his dick fills you to the brim.
“Atta girl. You got it.” He whispers, encouraging and praising.
“It’s s- so big, I-“ you cry.
“Isn’t this what you wanted, baby?” He groans, now fully seated inside of your cunt.
“Yes.” You whine.
“Yes, what? Say it. Tell me exactly what you wanted.” He sighs, pulling out halfway.
He waits for you to start talking.
“Yes, I… I wanted you to f- fuck me. And make me cum… I want to make you cum… oh, god-“
He suddenly pushes back inside and you cut yourself off with a whine.
“Keep talkin’, honey.” He rubs the small of your back comfortingly.
“I want- I want to feel you for days after this.” You shiver.
That’s what he needed to hear most.
He starts fucking you at a quick pace. He knew this wouldn’t be the last time you’d be doing this and, god, you’ve wanted it for so long, he can’t make you wait anymore.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…” you cry into your pillows as your pussy devours his throbbing shaft.
“You gonna cum again for me, sweetie?” He asks.
“Yeah… I’m- ohhh!” Your voice turns high pitch and squeaky when he reaches around the front of your hip and starts playing with your clit.
“Come on, use your words.” He taunts.
“I’m- I’m gonna… cum… I- I’m gonna- Joel, I’m cumming!” You stutter all the words but it doesn’t matter because he’s ravaging you and you’re orgasming and your nerves are on fire and he’s so fucking warm.
He’s twitching and his hips are stuttering and you know he’s close.
“Don’t pull out.” You beg.
He doesn’t respond but he listens.
He pulls your ass flush against his hips in one final thrust as he shoots his load inside you. His moan is pornographic as he rolls his hips a couple more times.
You squeeze around him, milking him for all he’s got. He’s filling you over and over as his seed leaks out and drips down your thighs.
When you’re both too sensitive and too tired, he pulls out and lies down next to you. He pulls you into his side, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.
He starts to play with your hair as your breathing evens out and you hear his heartbeat go back to a normal rate.
“Can’t believe I had to spell it out for you.” You giggle, sleepy.
“I’m a gentleman.” He shrugs.
You laugh at that. “What just happened tells me otherwise.”
“Don’t say I didn’t treat you good, though.” He hums.
You look up at him, kissing his jaw. “You treated me just right.”
