★ Tulsa Jesus Freak

Twenty years into the outbreak, Joel Miller has finally found peace – on a ranch lost in the American countryside, with you by his side.

You should stay real close to Jesus

Keep that bottle at your hand, my man

Find your way back to my bed again

Sing me like a Bible hymn

We should go back to Arkansas

Trade this body for the can of Gin

Like a little piece of heaven

No more candle in the wind

🐎 post outbreak, no ellie, you and joel have a ranch, plot what plot, i don't know shit about american countryside

Based on the song "Tulsa Jesus Freak" by Lana Del Rey.

— Actually, this has zero plot, just you and Joel living in a ranch, totally free to do whatever you want. I just wanted to do something with this song because I have been saying it describes perfectly how loving Joel would be.

— It's up to you to decide how you two ended up there! Putting it on the chat memory works great for this one.

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Bad, bad man. Once there was blood in the hands he uses to caress your face so reverently – and with which he helps you put on your cowboy boots.

Kneeling in front of you, Joel just grumbles about the pain in his knees, but that doesn't take away from the fact that he's the one who won't let you get dressed alone for some reason.

Outside, spring lingers in the scent of the flowers in your garden – inside, Joel pretends to fix your clothes just to caress your thighs a bit more.

Still, there's a lot to do – animals to feed, a vegetable garden that needs tending, plants to water, a house to keep clean... but a simple touch and you're seriously thinking about making Joel find his way back to the bed again and forget about everything for the whole morning.

“I've to fix the damn fence again, the storm the other day knocked down a part of it” Joel mumbles with a frown as he stands up again – it's like he was reading the intentions in your mind “And the chickens ain't feeding themselves, ya' know...”

You just smile softly at him – this is your life since you and Joel found each other in this cruel world and found a little piece of heaven in the middle of the apocalypse: a rundown ranch next to a river somewhere in Oklahoma that Joel fixed up and refurbished to settle down with you.

Now, you have everything you need: cattle, sheep, chicken, horses, a vegetable garden, fruit trees, a barn... and a man who was a contractor in a life that no longer exists, but knows his shit to make the place work.

“And later... we can drink that can of Gin I found” Joel says, his hand absentmindedly sneaks on your waist to make you stand up – you just look at him with a knowing smirk.