9-1-1 otherwise known as THE GAY FIREFIGHTER SHOW

I gotta know what's so hard about these people saying free Palestine? What are you afraid of? I bet they're not as afraid as them kids who have to wake up each day not knowing if they're going to be bombed or not

Say free Palestine. Stand up for humanity

noah schnapp is a fucking piece of shit by the way

What the actual fuck?!? What a piece of shit

it's a bad idea (let's do it anyway)

9-1-1 - 16.9k words - Explicit - AO3

When the loneliness of missing Abby got too much, Buck headed to a bar. When Eddie celebrated finishing the Fire Academy, his Abuela took his son and told him to go enjoy himself. Neither of them expected the other.

Buck was still with Abby, Eddie was still technically married.

There was no way this could end well

OR

the hook up fic

I JUST READ THE WHOLE DAMN THING WHEN I SHOULD BE SLEEPING THIS WAS SO DAMN GOOD I WANT MORE 😭

two for the price of one | joel & tommy miller

Summary | Tommy has always been the loyal and doting boyfriend, the literal man of your dreams. Ready to take things to the next step, you soon find that Tommy is unable to have children. A family is all you've ever wanted, and neither of you are going to let this get in your way. Enter Joel, dark and mysterious and willing to do anything for his little brother, including fucking his girlfriend to get her pregnant. That's what brothers are for, right?

Pairing | Joel Miller x F!Reader & Tommy Miller x F!Reader

Warnings | Like, I literally don't even know anymore. Tommy is a cuck in this one, Joel is a dirty talking menace. Pre/No Outbreak AU. Talk of infertility, mention of consuming alcohol, Breeding kink, girlfriend sharing, masterbation (M), oral (F receiving), unprotected PiV sex, creampie, plenty of dirty talk, praise kink.

Word Count | 4.2k

Authors Note | I just want to shoutout the anon who left this request in my inbox. It rotted my brain and now we're here. Special shoutout to the JFC - specifically @sinsofsummers for telling me I could do this and @dinsdjrn and @cavillscurls for their help with some of the dialogue here. This is just filth. Pure unadulterated filth. Enjoy.

That damn piece of paper was haunting you, even from its place deep in the drawer where Tommy had stuffed it when he’d opened it and showed you. Its words telling you what you’d both anticipated but had wanted to prove wrong. Tommy. Infertile. Dashing those hopes of your beautiful babies with thick curls and big, beautiful eyes. He’d taken it hard, like it was an abject failure of his own manhood – the one thing he should be able to do beyond anything else, give you the child you so desperately yearned for, he couldn’t. 

HOLY FUCK BALLS THIS IS GOOOD🥵

READING FOR PLEASURE

billy hargrove x f!reader

a/n: this was inspired by @billyhargrovetitties story Cruel Summer, if you haven’t read it… you must. I am obsessed with it.

summary: billy finds your romance novel and teases you about it

warnings; 18+ minors dni, pure smut, fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected p in v, billy doesn’t pull out and he panics, oops 🙊

When you return to your bedroom, Billy’s laid out on the bed, on his stomach and propping his head up with his elbow. It’s a cute sight, makes your stomach flip and fill with butterflies as a dirty blonde curl falls in the center of his forehead. You smile warmly and then glance down to see he’s got the romance novel you’d hidden in your bedside table spread out before him and he’s reading it with this all too satisfied grin on his face. When he gazes towards you, the grin meets his eyes, crinkling them up.

“Found your porn stash,” he teases, closing the cover but keeping his fingers tucked into the page he was on. “A Gentle Feuding,” he reads the title out loud with this exaggerated wistfulness to his voice and you know your face is all kinds of shades of crimson. You hope Billy hadn’t noticed the man portrayed on the cover somewhat resembles him, blonde and tan, and that’s why you’d picked the novel in the first place.

Fuck this was good 🥵

Float Like a Feather

pairing: Joel Miller/inexperienced f!reader

summary: You like to go to the bar at night, have a shot, and dance to the jukebox until it tires you out. Joel likes to go to the bar, have a couple of drinks, and watch you dance, entranced by how carefree and happy you look. Ellie thinks it's disgusting how you stare at each other with moon eyes and decides it’s time Joel finally talks to you.

rating: E (18+!! This is basically smut with some plot. No y/n, age gap (20-25 years), Soft Joel Miller, reader isn’t a virgin but is very inexperienced, Joel is extremely sweet in showing how good sex can be, alternating pov, unprotected p in v (wrap it up), creampie, oral sex (f receiving/first time), vaginal fingering, (1) pussy slap, spit mention, dirty talk, praise kink, a hint of Protective Joel, a couple of ma’am’s, Good Parent Joel, Ellie giving Joel so much shit, Ellie being the best wingman, Joel supporting his lesbian daughter, a touch of pregnancy, Joel holding a baby, TLOU AU where Joel doesn’t lie to Ellie and they’re good when they get back to Jackson)

word count: 7.1k+

a/n: My dearest friend @dresupi sent me the song Stella by Cereus Bright as a prompt for Joel Miller, and this is what happened. I’m going to be honest and tell you this is completely self-indulgent. Thank you to the love of my life, @juletheghoul for betaing!

Thank you for reading! Comments and reblogs feed me. I’d love to know what you thought!

Masterlist

say yes to heaven | j.m

pairing: chiro!joel miller x fem!patient!reader

summary: dr. joel miller gives you a little more than an adjustment.

word count: 3.2k

warnings: porn, literal porn. so much sexual tension, age gap (reader is 23, joel is 43), dr!joel x patient!reader, soft!dom joel (he’s gonna get freakier) x sub!reader, oral (f receiving). that it’s for now.

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“So, where exactly are you feeling pain?”

You stare at the doctor, leaning against the counter with a clipboard in his hand. Your mouth dries as you urge your brain to have thoughts. You’re incredibly distracted by his broad figure, his messy hair, the scruff on his face and how small the pen looks in his hand. His eyebrows raise at you, pulling you from your inappropriate thoughts.

So fucking hot🥵

you know i don't mean it (joel miller x reader) 18+

"This is the last time," he mutters under his breath, belt buckle jangling as he lays down across from you, "We can't keep doin' this."

"Yeah, yeah," your hand is already buried in your panties, index finger lightly rotating against your clit, "That's what you said last week too."

He grunts and you watch as he slips his hand inside his jeans and palms himself, squaring his shoulders and trying to relax. He pretends he's doing this for your benefit, like its you who needs help getting off, as if he's not a middle aged man who hasn't been touched by a woman in years. And it's not like you haven't offered, you've genuinely tried to give yourself to him more than a few times, but it's simply a line he won't cross.

I NEED MORRREE

God this was hot and adorable at the same time 😭

cool girl

summary: We all found our own ways to entertain ourselves during quarantine. Yours happened to be sending Dieter Bravo a picture of a raccoon on Instagram every Wednesday. He’s never once answered. But what happens when he does?

rating: E [warnings: SMUT but nothing outrageous unless you hate praise kink, discussion/mentions of the pandemic and Covid-19 as a background due to the setting/time period, alcohol use, me pretending I know fuck all about interior design or how IG works nowadays]

pairing: Dieter Bravo x f!reader

word count: ~8.5k (I really considered making this two parts lmao)

note: Okay so I finished something, and I wanted to give it to @coastielaceispunk​ because she deserves everything nice. And even if I don’t know if this is my very best work, it’s pretty fun and soft and funny, so! Thanks to @starlightmornings​ for the beta, I’ll run the taglist tomorrow at some point probably. Oh, and in case you’re wondering–yes, I made those, and I am so proud of them.

masterlist

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You couldn’t remember the last time you left the apartment. Two weeks turned into months, with no end in sight, and you’d resigned yourself to Zoom hangouts and chats with your dog for the foreseeable future. 

“Truth or dare?” 

For fuck’s sake.

“Again?” You asked. Your friends had gotten way too into the most annoying game on the planet, but it was something to do. You could only play so much rounds of Jackbox.

“Dare,” you sighed, not ready for the trauma-bonding that inevitably followed “truth”. 

Taylor, your best friend of ten years and chief bullshit instigator, broke into a grin that made you want to backpedal. She was pretty and blonde and wore red lipstick even under a mask. You missed getting into harmless trouble with her.

“I dare you to send Dieter Bravo a message on Instagram.” 

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THIS WAS EVERYTHING I NEEDED AND MORE

first time oral (f receiving) with priest!matt

first time blowjob with priest!matt

losing your virginity to priest!matt

first time anal with priest!matt

📞 One-On-One 📞

Moodboard/gifs done for me by the amazing @darlingshane. I can’t get over it 🧡

Pairing: Frank Castle x Matt Murdock Fandom: The Punisher/Daredevil Rating: E Current word count: 16067 Status: WIP

Summary: Frank is divorced, but doesn’t want to start dating again. He doesn’t want meaningless sex, either. He calls a phone sex line after joking about it with Curtis and ends up meeting an operator called Matthew.

Tags and warnings: Alternate Universe – No Powers / phone sex Operator Matt Murdock / handyman Frank Castle / Phone Sex / Dirty Talk / Voice Kink / Slow Burn / Falling In Love / Chance Meetings / Porn with Feelings / Smut / Divorced Frank Castle / Bisexual Frank Castle / Paralegal Matt Murdock / Maria Castle Lives / POV Alternating

Ch. 1 – Ch. 2 – Ch.3 – Ch.4

“You got a shot, Frank.” Curtis elbows Frank in the arm and nods his head in the direction of the group of women sitting at the other side of the bar, one of them openly staring at Frank with a coy smile. 

Frank glances up from his beer glass to look towards where Curtis indicated, only to stare into his drink again and shrug. 

“‘m good,” he mumbles loud enough for Curtis to hear him over the many voices, and takes a few long pulls of his beer. 

It’s Saturday evening, and Frank and Curtis are sitting at their favorite bar, watching a football game with a large crowd around them that has been cheering or booing depending on what’s happening on the large TV screen. 

Curtis breathes out a long sigh but doesn’t say anything. They’ve had that talk often enough by now that Curtis knows that Frank won’t budge. 

“It’s been over a year, man,” Curtis finally does say, but claps Frank on the shoulder kindly. 

Frank only nods a few times to say that he’s aware of it and that he knows that Curtis only means well. 

“Maybe you should call one of those phone sex numbers. Get the edge off at least,” Curtis chuckles at his own joke and grins as Frank snorts in amusement and shakes his head. 

PART FOUR HAD ME GONE!!!

THIS WAS SO DAMN GOOD!!!🥵 I’ve never read anything like this before, not with Matt and Peter anyway, so this was a pleasant and curious read for me, I must say it certainly did live up to my expectations! It was so well done 😭 the smut made my heart pound seriously I love this!!!