Yeah She’s Pretty, She’s My Wife…

One More

Summary: "one more" he said. We all know Anakin gets ahead of himself sometimes

Warning: MDNI! pure smut, Anakin being a little liar 🙄, also Anakin being super horny, 18+

A/n: this is super short but I just couldn't get horny anakin out of my head

He's so close, right on the brink.

"Come on baby that's it! Give it to me! This is the last one I promise" he breathes out against your lips, "Just one more," he's breathing hard. His thrusts don't stop moving, he goes harder and faster.

"You- you said that last time" you managed to breathe out, though it was more of a moan with how close you were as well.

"I mean it this time. Last one" he thrusted before stilling. Both of you cumming at the same time.

He collapses on top of you. His sweaty body sticking to yours. His chest heaving up and down. His heart rate is moving so fast, you could feel it against your skin.

After a couple of seconds, Anakin begins thrusting again. "Fuck" he moans out before thrusting faster.

"A- Anakin you said that was the last one!" You whine from the overstimulation. You had been going for about 5 rounds already, you needed a break.

"I lied. This is the last one, I swear" he breathes out. He sloppily kisses your neck before connecting your lips in a messy kiss.

"One more. Just one more, I promise"

1 more= 5 more in Anakin's head

Hi love! Joel Miller has rotted my brain for forever now and I’m so excited to see the influx of fanfiction for him! ☺️☺️ if I could put in another request with pre-outbreak Joel again, please, could you do one where it’s outbreak day and the reader is already in an established relationship with Joel and is close with Sarah. Maybe the reader is with Sarah when everything starts to go down? A nice mix of angst and fluff? Thank you hun 🥰🥰

AN | There’s plenty of softness and fluff 🥰 but also a very sad ending (sorry, but also not)!

Pairing | Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings | Language, TLOU typical violence [outbreak day chaos, attack by infected, non-descriptive mentions of injury and blood]

Word Count | 2.9k

Masterlist | Joel, Main

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“Hey,” he heard your voice, soft and sweet like golden honey. He felt your touch, soft and warm, ghosting over the exposed skin of his back, mindlessly tracing over his freckles, “hey sleepyhead, it’s time to get up.”

“I’m up, I’m up,” his protest was weak and his resolve to actually get up melted even further as you wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled yourself closer to him, “baby.”

“Come on birthday boy,” a row of kisses was pressed to his bare shoulder as you tried to nudge him towards the edge of the bed, “busy day today, we’ve gotta get up.”

“Can’t we just stay here all day?” He knew it wasn’t an option but he figured it was worthy of a try.

“I-”

“Get up!” you heard Sarah’s voice from the other side of the slightly cracked door, “and if you’re doing anything nasty, close the door at least!”

Joel grinned but Sarah giggled as she ran downstairs and to the kitchen. You rolled onto your back and sighed happily at the ceiling. You really, really loved the Millers. 

“You heard the lady,” you rolled out of bed and pulled on his t-shirt from the night before. Joel opened an appreciative eye as he watched you head into the ensuite bathroom. But before you disappeared from sight, you stuck your head around the corner and beamed at him. God, he loved your pretty smile, “happy birthday, my love.”

Joel sat up against the headboard, arms crossed over his broad, golden chest. He was tired, but there was a warm smile quirking up the corners of his mouth nonetheless, “thank you. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you tossed a clean towel at him, “now get up, or we’re both going to get yelled at.”

“And we definitely don’t want that.”

“We absolutely do not.”

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“This looks amazing,” Sarah was a wonderful kid. Like, truly so. You never thought you’d feel that way about any kid, but she’d proved you wrong. She preened under your praise as you pressed a kiss to the side of her head, “you did this all by yourself?”

“As if,” Tommy Miller poked his head out from the fridge and cheekily waved his hand at you. You playfully rolled your eyes but returned the wave. When you said you loved the Millers, you really meant all the Millers, “I squeezed - by hand - the oranges that made that delicious juice. And cooked the bacon.”

“I don’t like the grease,” Sarah shrugged with a teasing glower at her uncle. You grinned when you saw the balloons they’d blown up floating around the kitchen, along with a wonkily hung happy birthday banner, “but I made the pancakes.”

“Well, both of you did a wonderful job,” you praised as the three of you heard Joel coming down the stairs. You exchanged a quick look with Tommy and Sarah and the two of them nodded in silent understanding.

“Happy Birthday!”

The two of you shouted in unison, catching the poor man off guard as he almost jumped at the sound of all three of you at once. He clutched at his heart as he watched into the kitchen, pulled into a hug by his daughter and brother. Once they let him go, he came over and pulled you into his arms, hugging in a bone crushing grip, before kissing you sweetly. 

“Save that for later,” Sarah groaned before taking his hand and leading him to the table, “we have to have breakfast and then you’ve got to take me to school, old man.”

“I should make you walk,” he joked and the girl pretended to be upset. The two of them were too funny for their own good, “I’m thirty-six years old you little shit, who are you calling an old man?”

“Definitely not my wonderful, amazing father that’s not old at all,” she tried again, “and the one who gives me rides to school.”

“Yeah,” he waved her off, but the affection and love was written all over his face, “you’re lucky I love you!”

“I love you more, dad!”

-─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"You seem very happy today," Betty gave you a knowing smile as you walked into the office's break room to grab a cup of coffee; well another. It's been a long day at the law office already.

"Well," you took a sip and smiled softly, "it's Joel's birthday today. He likes to pretend to be all grumpy, but we know he loves it. His brother and daughter made him breakfast this morning and you should have seen his face light up."

"He's a nice guy," she agreed. Most of the women - people - in the office loved him, "any plans tonight, then?"

"Stop," your face warmed as you laughed softly, "not tonight. He's working late, so I'm hanging with Sarah. If he's home at a decent hour, we're having a movie night. But…I do have a little something planned for the long weekend."

"Oh, do tell," Betty was funny in a way, but you liked her. She was older than you, and she'd been married for eons. She liked to joke around that marriage was such a drag but it was obvious just how much she loved her husband. You hoped that would be you and Joel one day.

"I've got a little weekend getaway planned," you wiggled your eyebrows suggestively, "Tommy is going to watch Sarah, so it'll be just the two of us."

"Very nice," she clinked her mug against yours, "well, cheers to Joel, and you."

"Cheers!"

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Do you think he'll like it?" Sarah gave her cake a dismal little look as you looked over. It was a little wonky looking with mismatched candles, but still beautiful. All her.

“He’s going to be over the moon babe,” you promised her, watching as the smile on her face grew and grew. She set the plate on the dining room table, next to the present she got for him (with your assistance but that didn’t matter), “I’m sure he’ll be home soon.”

“I hope,” she agreed, “he’s been working late a lot and it’s birthday. He should be here.”

“And here he is,” the back door creaked open, both of you too wrapped up in what you were doing to hear his truck. He beamed at the two of you, causing Sarah to squeal and run over to him, throwing herself in his arms, “hey, kid.”

“I missed you,” she looked at him, her big brown eyes mirroring his own, “you said you’d be home like an hour ago!”

“I know baby, I know,” he touched her cheek affectionately, “there was somethin’ weird going on in the city and it took forever to get home. What’d I miss, huh?”

“Nothing,” she grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the table before throwing her arms out in a ta-da gesture, “except this amazing cake!”

“And present,” you added with a cheeky wink.

“And present,” she agreed happily, “now hurry up so we can have some cake and watch the movie? It’s getting late and unfortunately, you force me to go to school everyday, so.”

“So,” he put his hands on his hips as he stuck tongue out at her, “go in and get ready for bed. Then we can have some cake and watch the movie.”

“Yes!” she pumped her fist excitedly, but before she could run upstairs, she stopped herself, “wait - open this first.”

“What is it?” his grin only grew as she handed him the box, “where’d you get the money for this?”

“Drugs,” she snorted in amusement, “I sell hardcore drugs.”

“I should have known,” he shook while delicately opening the small box, “you’ve always been nothing but trouble. What is - wow.”

He took the watch in his hand and looked it over carefully, watching it steadily tick again. It hadn’t worked properly in years; he’d always loved it, but now, seeing it fixed by his brilliant daughter, he decided it was his favorite thing in the world. 

“Do you like it?” her voice was small; timid. She suddenly sounded every bit her age, so young and full of life, “I know you’d never get it fixed yourself and now you don’t have to.”

“I love it,” he put the watch on and pulled in for a tight hug, “I love you, baby. Thank you so much.”

“Happy birthday dad,” she kissed his cheek before running upstairs to change. 

“Troublemakers,” Joel teased as he took the few steps over to you, “both of you.”

“Good trouble,” you insisted, easily falling into his touch as he wrapped his arms around you. You felt him kiss the crown of your head as melted into him causing him to hum contentedly, “happy birthday, my love. Cheers to today and a lifetime more.”

“Thank you,” he pulled back and kissed you softly, both of silently asking for more and refusing to break apart until you heard Sarah clear her throat.

“You’re going away and you’ve got all weekend to do that,” she grabbed the DVD off the table and headed into the living room, “my virgin eyes don’t need to see this!” 

“You heard her, Miller,” you nudged him in the direction of the couch, “control yourself!”

“This isn’t finished,” he whispered under his breath, “far from it.”

“I’m counting on that.”

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Sarah was sleeping, sprawled half on your lap and half on Joel’s. The two of you were halfheartedly watching the movie, lost in each other’s small touches and looks. This - this simple act of being home with the two people you loved most in his world - was everything to you. There was no place you’d rather have been. 

You were in the midst of exchanging a look with Joel when you heard a loud boom outside. The two of you startled as Sarah woke up and looked around in confusion. The sound of yelling and screaming soon reached your ears as Sarah hugged onto you, “what’s going on?”

“I don’t know,” you admitted as Joel went to the front door to look outside. The neighborhood was normally quiet and sleepy; nothing like this. You swallowed the lump in your throat as a few car alarms went off, “Joel?”

“There’s a fire down the street,” there was a deep frown on his face, “stay here. I’m going to go and take a look.”

“I don’t know if that’s-”

“Just real quick,” he insisted, “it’s old man Smith’s house. I just want to make sure he’s all right.”

“Okay,” you nodded, biting the inside of your cheek. You didn’t like the idea of him going out there, “be careful…please.”

“I’ll be back in just a few,” he promised with a nod before slipping on his boots and heading down the street.

“Come on,” you tenderly nudged up the girl so you take her upstairs and hopefully too bed. You wanted her to be able to get some rest, “let’s get you to bed, missy.”

“Do you think dad will be okay?”

“Of course he will,” but it was a promise that didn’t settle quite right in your stomach. There was a nagging feeling that was slowly starting to consume you and you hated it, “dad’s gonna get through anything. And I’m sure it’s nothing major - maybe something just caught fire.”

“Okay,” but you could tell she wasn’t quite convinced either, “I love you.”

“I love you too, babe,” you didn’t like how final her words seemed to be appear, “more than anything.”

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You ended up pacing around the living room for almost an hour as you waited for Joel to get back. Just a few minutes, you sighed lightly, of course it wasn't just a few minutes. Your nerves grew with each passing moment. 

It grew quiet for a while, which you weren't sure was a good or bad sign. Your question was soon answered by screaming and barking from next door. Sarah barreled down the stairs, panic on her face.

"The dog," she said, "next door. He's barking and I-I think he's scared. I want to go and check on him."

"Sarah," you shook your head, blood rushing in your ears and heart pounding in your chest, "we should just wait inside."

"But-"

"Your dad's not back."

"Well, then we have to find him too!" and she was out the door before you could stop her. You followed after her, not even bothering with shoes.

"Sarah!" you found her running down next door, trying to comfort the whimpering dog. Something just felt off. The front door was open but the lights were off; the fire at the end of the street was showering the neighborhood in an orange haze, "don't go in there!"

"But…"

"Don't," you insisted, "come here. Please. I know you want to save the dog, but it's not safe."

She looked close to tears but gave you a small nod. When you turned to look at the neighborhood, you finally saw all the chaos that had broken out. There was fire around, people screaming and running and shouting. It felt apocalyptic.

"Come on," you took her hand and tried to lead her back to the house. You weren't sure if it was the best choice but it was all you could think of at the moment. Joel would come back and save you soon, "I think we'll be better off-"

"Watch out!"

But Sarah's warning shout came just a moment too late. You couldn't blame her; everything around you was falling apart. 

Your knees buckled and hit the ground as you tried to keep your scream of pain down as much as possible. Whoever - or whatever it was - made a horrible sound, somewhere between a growl and shout as it tackled you to the ground. When you got a look at whatever was holding you down, you realized it was Al Walker from down the block. Or at least, it had been. But this version was not; it was something much more sinister. 

You tried to keep him back as he tried to lunge and bite you, but you were only so strong. All you could do when you felt the burning in your neck was to wince; you were too busy trying to mentally calm Sarah down. She was in full panic mode and trying to figure out what to do if anything. Your upper body felt sticky and warm; a coppery metallic smell overwhelmed you. 

Before you could try to shove him off you again, you heard a loud gunshot coming from some direction before his lifeless body fell on top of you.

“Fuck!” you crawled out from under him, chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath, and gather your bearings. You found Joel standing in front of Sarah, gently shielding her from whatever was around - from you. All around you people were running around and trying to leave or meeting the same fortune as you. 

You swallowed thickly, tears already welling up and running down your face. Joel’s gaze was on your torso and you followed it, inhaling sharply. You were soaked in your own blood and the wound on your neck was burning profusely. Although you didn’t full know what was happening or what sort of chaos had been set loose in the world, you knew this wasn’t good. 

“Baby-”

“Joel,” your voice was shaken as you looked at the two of them. You already knew that this would be the last time you’d ever see them. There was just a feeling in your gut that told you so, “go. Go.”

“Not without you.”

“Please,” you’d beg, you weren’t ashamed. All you wanted was for the two of them to get somewhere safe. You could see Tommy pulling up with Joel’s truck; even he seemed extremely rattled, “go with Sarah and Tommy and get to safety. Please, listen to me for once.”

Joel let out a loud groan of frustration before coming over and wrapping you up in a tight hug. You hugged him just as fiercely, despite your initial insistence that he leave, “baby.”

“I know,” you pulled back and took his face in your hands, neither of you caring about the blood that was now covering you both. You kissed him, one last time, sweet and saccharine as it always was, “I love you. But please, get going now. Keep them safe. Keep yourself safe.”

“But-”

“Promise me, Joel Miller,” you insisted firmly and he gave you a teary-eyed nod, “I’ll catch up to you.”

It was a lie. You both knew that.

“I swear it.”

“Good,” you whispered, “now go, and don’t look back.”

“I love you.”

“I know,” you smiled softly and gave him one last kiss, “I know.”

You gently pushed him back as he reached for Sarah and pulled her towards the truck. It felt like time slowed down as you watched them get in and drive away, headed to what you hoped was safety. 

Your heart was beyond heavy.

You’d just lost your entire world. 

If only you knew what was yet to come.

Resident Evil Men: First Kiss

First kiss blurbs/hcs with Albert, Carlos, Chris, Ethan, and Leon. Willing to do a second part with other characters if anyone is interested.

Albert Wesker

It's late, way past the time when anyone should be in the office. You're stuck manning the front desk at the station. The few officers on duty are either out on their patrol or asleep in the bunks. There usually aren't more than a handful of people on duty, but the attacks are making everyone a bit more nervous. You needed the overtime hours, so your name was first on the volunteer sheet.

"Do you know how easy it would be for one of those cannibals to sneak up on you?" Albert joked as he placed his hands over your eyes. You jumped a bit in your seat, but he held you firmly in place. The STARS Alpha captain had been teasing you pretty badly these past few nights, but you were starting to like it.

"Good thing you're here to protect me, isn't it? You wouldn't let anything happen to sweet, little old me, would you?" You batted your eyelashes at him, noticing the way he shifted slightly. Albert was leaning over your chair still, making it so easy for you to just reach up for him. He made it even easier when he leaned down to meet your touch, and even further towards your lips. The kiss was fairly quick, both of you well aware that the patrol would be back any minute.

"I'll keep you safe from those cannibals. It'd be criminal not to."

Carlos Oliveira

"Watch out!" You acted before you really knew what was happening, jumping to tackle Carlos to the ground as the rocket whizzed over your bodies. Both of you watched as it hit the building behind you, and Carlos cradled your head to his protectively as bits were blown all around.

"Are you okay?" Carlos asked as he moved his arms away from you. Your heart was racing in your chest as your brain tried to process everything that had happened. That had nearly been Carlos blown to bits, and then he had protected you from the debris. It was a miracle that either of you were still breathing, yet alone both of you.

"I-I think so," you stammered out. Carlos cradled your face in his hands as he looked for any obvious signs of a concussion. Your eyes followed his, watching as he lingered on your lips for a few seconds longer than anywhere else. "That, um, that was something."

"I don't know what I'd do without you, and I don't just mean as a team member," Carlos said. You rested your head against his chest, unsure of what to do. His arms felt safe, and he seemed to want you there. The two of you stayed for a few moments longer, allowing yourself to naturally gravitate towards a more intimate hold. You weren't sure who kissed who, but you'll never forget the feeling of Carlos's lips pressed against yours or the way his hands gripped your hips.

Chris Redfield

"(Y/n)," Chris sighed. Things had been going well between the two of you, but then he blew you off. Rushing off with a kiss on the forehead and a half-assed apology was ruining things. "Look at me, please."

"What do you want? Isn't there a crisis that only Chris Redfield can solve?" There was nothing more than venom in your words, and Chris knew that was somewhat deserved.

"I like you a lot, and I'm sorry for not being as available as I should be, but I've got some time off and I'd like to spend it with you. You're a good woman, and I'll do anything to prove how badly I want you."

"One night, give me one night of your undivided attention, and we'll see how things go after that," you told him. Chris looked visibly relieved by your terms, and before he could really think about it, he was moving in to kiss you. Surprisingly to him, you kissed back, glad to finally get a real kiss out of him.

Ethan Winters

Ethan held onto your hand as the two of you walked through the park. Your first date had been going well. Dinner and a movie was always a good choice, even if the two of you didn't want the night to end. Ethan couldn't wait for a second date and the ones after it. He hadn't felt like this in a long time, and it was nice to be with someone who didn't know what he had been through.

"(Y/n), can I kiss you?" Ethan asked. He had stopped pretty abruptly a few feet away from the parking lot where your cars were. You looked around, slightly nervous about the idea of someone else watching your first kiss with a new guy.

"I'd like that," you said as Ethan's hands cupped your jaw. He leans in slowly and kisses you so gently that you think he's convinced you'll break or fade away. It's nice to be treated with such care, and you know that Ethan's going to love you like no other man has.

Leon Kennedy

Leon has no idea what he's doing here. Something about an obligation to work friends. There's booze which is sort of all he cares about, and the pretty woman grinding against him isn't too bad. He couldn't remember the last time he had let loose in this way. There was no harm in spending the night with a stranger, so Leon takes it upon himself to turn you around.

You continued dancing on him, and Leon was more than happy to let him. Things don't seem to slow down at all even as the music did. The two of you got pretty caught up in yourselves and the moment. Your lips were trailing along his neck, dangerously close to leaving a mark until he finally leaned down and captured your lips in a kiss.

"I'm Leon!" he shouted over the music.

"(Y/n)!"

WHAT FRANCO VIDEO??!?

he posted this and deleted it immediately

What happens if you pull their tail softly while making out? Avatar headcanons

Characters: Jake Sully, Neytiri, Norm, Tsu’tey

Warnings: mature themes, suggestive content and I don’t know what else.

NSFWish under the cut!

Jake Sully

This man in horny as hell, so making out is literally your daily routine.

If you ever dare to pull his tail softly, at first you will hear him moan. Probably will become putty in your hands. He is sooo desperate for that feeling.

He literally will beg you every time to pull his tail after that. And you will do it or he will beg with his lip quivering.

Whiny Jake at 100%

Instead of asking, sometimes his tail will move around you, waiting to be caught.

This man will love it. And pulling his tail will lead to a sex session instead of just make out.

Neytiri

Ngl at first you will get hissed at, maybe she wasn’t expecting it, maybe it surprised her.

She will eventually like it. She will move her tail close to you while making out, letting you know that you should do it again.

I don’t make the rules, she moans, really softly with it. Almost a whine.

That gets her going and usually gets the make out sesión not the next level.

Not her favorite thing but she does enjoy it very much.

Norm

He will be pretty surprised, even as an avid Avatar user, this new sensations catch him off guard.

Probably really flustered about it, even a little bit of stutter.

“Ba-babe! Why you do that?” Really whiny

Secretly loves it.

Doesn’t ask you to stop, but he will act as if it is offensive.

He gets fidgety with his tail more often, knowing that if you see him you’ll play too. He is just trying to “innocently” make you play with his tail without him having to say it.

Tsu’tey

He hissed loud af at first. Like, this man’s instinct of fight or fight (fight or flight isn’t in his vocab) is always alert.

Having something so intimate as a make out session with you makes him fill vulnerable. So at first he just gets startled.

Then he likes it. “Do it again” he demands, his kisses, stronger but gentler.

Do as he says, just DO IT. He is a whiny baby, behind that tough guy facade. Deep down, there is a whiny touch-starved baby.

Pull his tail once and he will plan on mating you.

o suco do absolute cinema e mastermind dos programas de edição isso aqui ☝🏼💯

cr. pheebs.kyo no tiktok

F1 Drivers reacting to you flashing them..

Based off this Tik tok!!, thank you @turcott3 for always helping with these

| Lando Norris | He goes right in for a grab, his sweet giggle is filling the air as he’s got your breasts cupped in his hands..takes you to the bedroom and shows you how much he appreciates his girls ;)

| Charles Leclerc | He’s confused at first honestly and even after he catches on he’s still confused. His tan cheeks are bright red and you end up having to explain it was just for fun!

| Lewis Hamilton | He’s not with it tbh, he’ll have a little laugh but you’re quickly being carried to the bedroom. He’s to mature for any jokes and if you’re showing him one of his favorite things he’s gonna make you feel good!

| Oscar Piastri | Poor boy panics, he’s not sure what’s going on but suddenly your breasts are out and despite seeing them many times he’s flustered. Pulls your shirt back down and asks if you’re okay.

| Lance Stroll | He’s confused at first but once he catches on he giggles before pulling you into him and quickly gets things started! Makes sure to pay extra attention to his girls

| Daniel Ricciardo | Laughs honestly, he finds it amusing. Pulls your shirt down and kisses you and tells you he really enjoyed that. It becomes a common thing in your house!

| Carlos Sainz | Smirks and doesn’t waste time, he’s diving in and what wasn’t supposed to be sexual quickly turns into his mouth wrapped around your breasts. He really really enjoyed it :)

| Logan Sargeant | Goes into a trance, sitting there mouth open, eyes wide, blush forming on his cheeks. You have to pull him out of his little world and he immediately gets embarrassed but makes sure you know he really liked that.

| Max Verstappen | This man is so confused, looks at you with question marks floating around his head. Asks what you did that for and makes you laugh but he’s still severely confused and slightly concerned.

shawn michaels

wwf monday night raw — december 16, 1996