#farcryfuckmeup's ask

[farcryfuckmeup]

*cracks knuckles* i dusted off the ol’ game and am now in the mood to write. i’ve got a shit ton of stuff in my inbox that’s old, but better late than never LMAO

[englass]

WIP Game - List of Shame

Tagged by: @fadedjacket - thanks hun! 

Tagging (forgive me if you’ve already been tagged, and as alwasy there’s no pressure to respond; feel free to ignore me): @chyrstis @unclefungusthegoat @foofygoldfish @ofravensandgenesis @weekend-writer @teamhawkeye @grumpyhedgehogs @geronimo-11 @farcryfuckmeup - and anyone else that wants to do this!

Ngl I’m so out of touch I don’t even know who’s still around and is cool with being tagged... oof, that makes me feel old.

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it. And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

List of shame indeed...

Bloodborne Drabble 4

Bloodborne Drabble

FC5 - Collab, SeedlingSinner

FC5 - Hello Sister

FC5 - No Escape V2

FC5 - Sanctuary

FC5 - Sink 3, Drown

FC5 - Whiskey Tango

Lucifer - It’s Not All About You

Lucifer - Nosebleed

Original Pendulum Idea

Origami Drabble

They Whisper

Tonight

In Bliss They Lie

Where The Stray Dog Roams

Here I lie

Smile for the Camera~

In Each Others Arms (Working Title)

Yandere Poly-Seed Idea

Rusty Wires - Edits

Threadbare sequel

A Feast for the Slothful

The Mouth That Bites

Wrong Word

2. In The Water You Breath

Black Butler Idea

Prayer In The Dark(?)

Hear The Wet (Stranger By The Water)

Yandere Dragon x Reader

Ruined Cage

FF14 Wounds of the Heart

No Matter What

Fun fact: I actually have a fic that SeedlingSinner wrote for me in my docs, as well as a commission that YandereDad wanted me to beta. Oh the memories...

[fc5holidayexchange]

Hey everyone! We’ve reached the end of the exchange! We had a total of 88 gifts published! They’ve all been wonderful gifts, and the sheer amount of work that everyone has put into this exchange has brought so much joy and holiday fun to the fandom!

We just want to give a big thank you to @bintangy​, who has drawn all of the art used in the blog theme and also provided more art for the opening and closing posts! 

And a special thank you to the wonderful pinch hitters who were able to create amazing gifts on short notice and during the holidays. @spicyinsanity​ @ma-sulevin​ @sleepydaydreamz​ @stormklinge​ @red-nightskies​ @teamhawkeye​ @decertatio thank you so much!

Thank you so much to everyone for participating! 

A full list of the reveals:

Day One

“Blood Moon” created by @starsandskies​ for @stormklinge​ 

“Gävlebocken” created by @unclefungusthegoat​ for @ma-sulevin​ 

“How the Tea Saved Christmas” created by @weekend-writer for  @bintangy​  

“Hers to Keep” created by @sleepydaydreamz​ for @spicyinsanity​ 

“Deputy Cabe C'Lobo” created by @lastlamb​ for @yokobai​ 

“Four Presents of the Apocalypse” created by @enatsu-masaru​ for @bitchmysaladispeople​ 

“Peaceful Embrace” created by @jackythemoo​ for @chuckhansen​ 

“Into The Bliss” created by @nicktremblaywayfu​  for @caugustmcmullen

“Jacob Seed/Deputy Anna Reid” created by @cowboybound​ for @red-nightskies​ 

“The Seed Family” created by @ask-chibi-rook​ for @tlhoh​ 

“Camp-Out” created by @seedsplease​ for @smithandrogers​

“Jacob Seed/Male Deputy” created by @spicyinsanity​ for @silvercloud234 (+bonus “Staci Pratt”) 

“Deputy Andreia Cordeiro/Faith Seed” created by @ohdaenerys​ for @celiansartblog​ 

“Happy Holidays” created by @jacobsknifeplay​ for @farcryfuckmeup​ 

“Surrender” created by @demiromance​ for @fluttyseed​

“Jacob Seed/Deputy Anya” created by @dolphinitley​ for @padme4000

Day Two

"Christmas morning camping trip" created by @nihildep​ for @chyrstis​

“Dahlia Seed” created by @johnsrevelation​  for @fkingpeggies​

“John Seed / Deputy Elenore Parker” created by @spicyinsanity​  for @shellibisshe​

"Christmas Lights” created by @mrs-sakurai​  for @johnathot-seed​

“Office Liaison" created by @stormklinge​  for @tentaclevamp​

“A Loving Embrace” created by @rifle-by-your-side for @nicktremblaywayfu​

"Aim for the Heart" created by @sleepydaydreamz​ for @oh-the-bliss

“Some Downtime” created by @theblissburns​ for @decertatio

“Love Is In The Bunker" created by @another-bryk-in-the-wall​ for @bunnymoss​

“Morning Bliss“ created by @jacob-seed​ for @mr-arainai​

”Break time” created by @yokobai​ for @rifle-by-your-side

“A rare flower” created by @lexieheron​ for @ohdaenerys​

“Mags O'Connell/John Seed/Sharky Boshaw” created by @minilev​ for @polarbaroness​

“Come things only happy and whole” created by @sparrowsandswallows​ for  @ask-chibi-rook​

“The Eli Palmer Files” created by @closecry​ for @noxgold​

“A Quiet Night” created by @smithandrogers​ for @deputy-rice-pudding

“Be Still” created by @farcryfuckmeup​ for @another-bryk-in-the-wall​​

Day Three

“Faith Seed & Priestess Iris” created by @decertatio​ for @glowwormsmith​

“Staci Pratt/Jacob Seed” created by @tlhoh​​ for @twinkcounty​

“Jacob Seed/Natalie Charlyle” created by @fadedjacket​​ for @eternalnope​

“Solstice” created by @stormklinge​​ for @ja-crispea​

“Made For Me” created by @deputy-sarah-sux​​ for @farcry5-obsessions

“Tonight” created by @seedlingsinner​​ for @teamhawkeye​

“Holiday Blues” created by @ja-crispea​​ for @hazy-pumpkin-moon

“Redemption” created by @softseeds​​ for @seedsplease​

“The Family That Cooks Together”  created by @glowwormsmith​​ for @fadedjacket​

“Joseph Seed and Elise Matthews Holiday Embrace”  created by @deputylacy​​ for @lastlamb​

“Jacob Seed/Harlan Murphy” created by @bintangy​​ for @iwalkupanddownstairs​

“Blissful Dreams and Other Things” created by @noonvraith​​ for @theblissburns​

“Deborah Fawkes/John Seed” created by @celiansartblog​​ for @noonvraith​

“Hope County Sunday Walk” created by @mr-arainai​​ for @wewillryesagain​

“Jacob x Em” created by @eternalnope​​ for @dolphinitley​

“Deputy Violet Ashe and Joseph Seed” created by @deputy-rice-pudding​ for @malefiquinn​

“Deputy Lucy Evans/Jacob Seed” created by @fantasmagoriam​​ for @softseeds​

“John seed/Vivian Harris” created by @silvercloud234​ for @lexieheron​​

Day Four

“Deputy Liona and Jacob Seed Edit” created by @fkingpeggies​​ for  @jacob-seed​​

“What a Nice Dream” created by @tentaclevamp​​ for @chazz-anova​

“we have always played for keeps” created by @hopecountylovin​​ for @nihildep​

“Your Special Night” created by @nightwingshero​​ for @sleepydaydreamz​

“Far Cry 5 Holiday Exchange 2019 Edits” created by @ma-sulevin​​ for @sparrowsandswallows​

“ Deputy Vasilisa Tereshkova/Mary May Fairgrave” created by @padme4000​ for @oliviawildesjawline​

“Denial” created by @fluttyseed​​ for @fantasmagoriam​

“far cry gift exchange | part 1″ created by @pabstbeerpussy​​ for @minilev​ (+2)

“John Seed/Deputy Elli Rose” created by @johnathot-seed​​ for @jackythemoo​

“Deputy Dylan Foster and Mary May Fairgrave” created by @theknifegame​​ for @weekend-writer

“Jealousy Looks Good on You” created by @ma-sulevin​​ for @pabstbeerpussy​

“Chocolate Cravings” created by @polarbaroness​​ for @seedlingsinner​

“Nicole Gerber and John Seed” created by @teamhawkeye​​ for @theknifegame​

“Where the lines overlap” created by @malefiquinn​​ for @fsocietydotdat​

“Dawn Wilson” created by @chuckhansen​​ for @starsandskies​

“I won’t ask for much (but just this once, I’d like you)” created by @chyrstis​​ for @finefeatheredfarcryplayer​

“Holiday fun at the Spread Eagle” created by @shellibisshe​​ for @refinedstorage​

“Christmas at the Seeds” created by @decertatio​ for @refinedstorage​

“Quiet Night” created by @fsocietydotdat​​ for @jacobsknifeplay​​

Day Five

“Jacob x Harper” created by @red-nightskies​​ for @demiromance​

“Chanel Payne/ Staci Pratt” created by @iwalkupanddownstairs​​ for @deputylacy​

“Woodland Wolves“  created by @wewillryesagain​​ for @enatsu-masaru​

“Deputy Bonnie Parrish/John Seed”  created by @red-nightskies​​ for @cowboybound​

“Deputy Sarah Lamb/Jacob Seed” created by @teamhawkeye​​ for @deputy-sarah-sux​

“Deputy x Jacob Seed” created by @jacob-seed​​ for @mrs-sakurai​

“John/Wren” created by @finefeatheredfarcryplayer​​ for @nightwingshero​

“A Kiss Your Captor Christmas“ created by @twinkcounty for @closecry

“One Dinner” created by @casino-lights​ for @kadaransmuggler​

“Fool Me Thrice” created by @bunnymoss​​ for @johnsrevelation​

“Merry Christmas, Baby” created by @oh-the-bliss​ for @hopecountylovin​​

“Sasha and Staci” created by @farcry5-obsessions​ for @casino-lights

“Its just a matter of time until we’re all found out” created by @kadaransmuggler​​ for @unclefungusthegoat​​

We also had five extra fandom gifts:

“Deputy and Sharky” by @oliviawildesjawline​

“Sometimes Love is Not the Best Thing for You” by @bitchmysaladispeople​

“Atonement” by @chazz-anova​

“An Inconvenient Longing” by @caugustmcmullen

“First Yule” by @refinedstorage​

[deputy-sarah-sux]

21 Questions

I was tagged by @returnofthepd3! Thanks for tagging me, I loved doing this 💖

Rules: Answer 21 questions and tag 21 people you’d like to get to know better.

1) Name: Brianna

2) Nickname: B, Bri, Claire

3) Zodiac: Aries

4) Favourite musicians or groups: Reuben and the Dark, Civil Wars, Troy Baker, Window to the Abbey, The Neighborhood, Blues Saraceno

5) Favorite sports team: San Jose Sharks, Vancouver Canucks, Seattle Seahawks

6) Other blogs: @maximoff-effort (my main), @leonsksksk (resident evil content), @jackdaw-not-morrigan (assassin’s creed content), @accidentaldads (star wars and witcher), @lil-miss-wanderer (fallout content), @sluttysneakthief (elder scrolls content), @iwannabeacowboy-baybee (red dead content), @shan282-ao3 (my fics), and a few more that I don’t use anymore... it’s a lot

7) Do you get asks? Sometimes

8) How many blogs do you follow? Too many and I love them all

9) Tumblr crushes? So many

10) Lucky Numbers: I don’t think I have any

11) What are you wearing right now? Black leggings and a green cropped sweater

12) Dream Vacation: Ireland and Scotland! It’s been forever since I went to that part of Europe. I was supposed to go to veterinary school in Glasgow but I changed my mind last minute and decided no to be a vet

13) Dream Car: An old VW beetle or an old VW van

14) Favourite Food: Macaroni and cheese casserole, sushi, and the steak super burritos from the small Mexican place by my house

15) Drink if choice: Tea with absolutely nothing in it. We drink it bitter or we don’t drink it at all.

16) Instruments: Cello, clarinet, a tiny bit of piano but it’s been so long since I played that

17) Languages: English, a little bit of Russian, a teeny tiny bit of Czech that my dad’s fiancé has taught me

18) Celebrity Crush: Michael Fassbender, Troy Baker, Chris Hemsworth, Ryan Reynolds, and a fuck ton more

19) Random Fact: About me? I have triple citizenship. My dad is from England, my mom is from Canada, I was born in Canada, and we moved to the US when I was little. So I have my Canadian citizenship, I got my British through my dad, and when my parents became US citizens I got US citizenship through them

20) Favourite ecosystem: Forests! I just love them so much

21) Favourite cat species: Clouded leopard or tiger if we’re going wild cats. If we’re talking tame kitties then I’m a sucker for bengal cats.

Tagging: @farcryfuckmeup @dieguzguz @fluttyseed @bluescooterbabe @ziorre @minilev and anyone else who wants to! Feel free to ignore this if you don’t want to do it 😊

[jacobsknifeplay]

OC Interview

Saw this while browsing a hashtag and thought it'd be fun.

Tagging: @ja-crispea @farcryfuckmeup @veinereastath @v-i-d-e-n-o-i-r @dieguzguz @jadeloverxd @darkphoenix-24 @deputy-sarah-sux @fluttyseed @bluescooterbabe @mr-arainai @mdyaoi and @thirstyforjohnseed and anyone else!

Humor me and answer this in first person as the OC, please? It'll be fun!

Starting with:

Name: Elisha Abasi (FC5 specifically)

Are you single?: "Fortunately, unfortunately."

Are you happy?: "Happiness is a reaction but I'm content with what I'm doing with myself. I'll be better once the Seeds are gone."

Are you angry?: "Determined is what I would call it."

Are your parents still married?: "Yes, just not with each other.... Heh, get it? Cause they're married but.. oh nevermind."

Nine Facts

Birthplace: "Perris, California."

Hair color: "Black."

Eye color: "Hazel brown. Golden, Hazel brown?"

Birth date: "Oh, wouldn't you like to know? 😉 Pfft, no it's February 16."

Mood: "You mean how I feel right now?.....Restless."

Gender: "Female."

Summer or Winter?: "Now see normally, I'd say winter. I love the cold but because of those damn Peggies I'm going to say Spring so all those allergic mother fuckers stay out of my way or become a headless chicken in battle. Does that count?"

Morning or Afternoon?: "Dusk or twilight hour. It just feels right."

Eight Things About Your Love Life

Are you in love?: " No.. I can't say I know what that feels like. Sorry. I do know how to love some one but not be in love, make sense?"

Do you believe in love at first sight?: "I don't actually but if you're the type that moves fast and they just happen to be the right one, then kuddos to you."

Who ended your last relationship?: "I did."

Have you ever broken someones heart?: "Yeah. There's no doubt about it but the best I can do is hope they learn from my mistakes and their own."

Are you afraid of commitment?: "I'm more worried of committing to the wrong person. I've learn to let go pretty easily so it comes off as that."

Have you hugged someone in the last week?: "I have a bruise on my side, so I might've overstepped with Jess last night. I thought it was a dream."

Have you ever had a secret admirer?: "Can't say that I have, but if they're out there, they're doing one hell of a job."

Have you ever broken your own heart?: "Haha, yeah multiple times."

Six Choices

Love or Lust?: "As corny as it is. Love. The sex is way better lol."

Lemonade or Iced Tea?: "Tea. Iced Tea."

Cats or dogs?: "Cheeseburger."

A few best friends or regular friends?: "They each have their pros and cons. Despite what I want I have regular friends. I'll have to work on that."

Wild night out or romantic night in?: "I wouldn't say romantic but just a night in."

Day or night?: "Day, especially in the morning. The air is just fresher. Cleaner even."

Five Have You Evers

Been caught sneaking out?: "Umm, yes? I snuck out of my room to raid the fridge as a kid and got caught often. The question wasn't specific, it counts."

Fallen down/up the stairs?: "..... 😐 We're not talking about that right now. Next question."

Wanted someone/something so bad it hurt?: "Yes.. it's called food. I have to make daily trips to eat at a specific spot and I'm often delayed because of SOMEONE sending orders every morning, oftentimes setting them down the night before, Jacob. Let me eat!"

Wanted to disappear?: "Only when I think about it."

Four Preferences

Smile or eyes?: "Eyes, they say more than you can hide."

Shorter or taller?: "I'm actually neutral on this one but I'll admit taller people catch my eye quicker."

Intelligence or attraction?: "Intelligence IS attraction."

Hook-up or relationship?: "Eeh, I'm ... Neutral on this. Ok maybe not but I'm constantly switching between the two, it just depends on the person I'm talking too and what they want and what they can handle. I know my limits."

Do you and your family get along?: "Oh yeah, we bicker, a lot, but reunions are never cancelled."

Would you say you have a messed up life?: "You can't see it but I'm laughing and crying at this question. I'll get through this. We all will."

Have you ever ran away from home?: "No but Jacob says I have. Just crazy talk."

Have you ever gotten kicked out?: "Indirectly. Some friends and I went to a restaurant back in Cali. One of them was on the heavier side and ate the owner dry on reserves lol he kicked us all out."

Friends

Do you secretly hate one of your friends?: "Back home? No. Here? Absolutely not, you kidding? Nothing but respect for these guys. They're really fighting out here."

Do you consider all of your friends good friends?: "With recent events, no, and the ones I did are no longer seen that way either. Everything's just building up and collapsing lately but I have good allies."

Who is your best friend?: "Sharky, he's a ride or die man. I gotta give him props. We may not journey together all the time but he's always welcoming dare I say comforting. Him and Hurk Jr. and that's more than I can ask for at times like these."

Who knows everything about you?: "I don't know. I'd like to think it's Jess. She's seen me at my lowest and has heard me out but to be frank... It's Jacob. He's seen me at my primal, he's seen me do things I'm not even aware of. I can only imagine what I might've said when I wasn't fully there. In those cages and during those trials, those damn PowerPoints. He's not stupid, he'll dig up anything and everything he can to use against me if he hasn't already. Agh, all this thinking made my head hurt."

[space-unicorn-dot]

About the Character

Tagged by @farcryfuckmeup! Que the I love Alastar, but sharing him is skary, so pls be gentle, I’m protective. For his sake, too. He’s a lil sensitive and he’s got plenty enough reasons to be between a shitty ex and now this Cult threatening doomsday on everyone, so we’re gonna go ahead and smack a TW for sexual assault on this puppy cause I need to talk about it for once instead of leaving it in the subtext of his character.

It’s why I’m so damn protective of him.

Far Cry 5 Deputy OC!!

Your muse’s name: Alastar McNamara

One favorite picture/face claim of your muse: Colin Farrell

Two headcanons you have for your muse

Alastar moved to Hope County about six years prior to the events of the game from New York City, so there was definitely a bit of a cultural learning curve, if you will. Honestly never would’ve guessed him to be the SUV kind of guy, and neither would he - before he moved to Hope County. But he bought that red 2011 Kimberlite 4WD SUV and she still runs like a champ. Cult threat included. It’s been a cornerstone for many camping trips with Joey, and BBQs out with folks from Fall’s End and little Department events with him, Pratt, Hudson, and Whitehorse many times in her faithful service.

He was raised by his grandparents Catholic, but hasn’t ever exactly been devout. That being said, you could still locate a rosary and a bible in the top drawer of his desk. He semi-quickly became quiet friends with Pastor Jerome Jeffires, and, while he may not have been present every Sunday, or even all that often, he was always welcome, and, occasionally, he did show up. Jerome never made him give a reason - for showing or not, and never pushed him away for his absences, and, for that, Alastar will never be able to thank him enough.

Seven people your muse loves/likes

Joey Hudson. My accidental and beloved ship cause she deserves more love, anyway. He quickly admired her determination, confidence, and take-no-shit attitude, but, when a little more than friendship became mutual, she never rushed him, and, honestly, Alastar hadn’t really ever thought he’d feel that comfortable being with someone ever again. She’s an utter badass that could kick his ass any day and he knows it, swears to it, but she also cares, even if she’s not the most open book about it.

Earl Whitehorse. Cause you can’t tell me he isn’t the Work Dad. Alastar looks up to and respects him for welcoming him to the Sheriff’s Department and helping him settle in and adjust after spending the majority of his life working in a major city. Law enforcement was just a little too familiar to leave completely behind though.

Nick and Kim Rye, cause I 500% agree they’re a package deal, and Alastar was just ??? admittedly so overwhelmed how quickly he was treated like family? And him and Nick love to give shit to one another, but he also spends a lot of time checking in with Kim. The trio are just really close, tight friends. He’d give his life in the blink of an eye for any of the Ryes, little Carmina included.

Eli Palmer. Alastar will probably always say he didn’t have to go out of his way to do what he did, saving him from Jacob, always looking out for him with the Whitetails, accepting him so readily and making sure he felt that. Fighting back against the Cult was hell, especially by the time he’d met Eli. Losing him wasn’t - and still isn’t - easy on him. He wouldn’t have blamed Tammy for putting a bullet in him. He really wouldn’t.

Jerome Jeffries. I already sorta touched on this, but Alastar is endlessly appreciative of their quiet friendship, and his compassion for others is inspiring.

Peaches. Never would he have ever fucking guessed he’d be running around with a whole ass fucking cougar, but... she was pretty badass. He has to admit.

Tyler Hopper. Underappreciated first Gun for Hire? I hope I remembered his name right. But, like... I can’t help but feel like they’re tight. They’ve been through fucking EVERYTHING fighting the Cult together from the start and they really look out for one another. That kinda friendship is valuable.

A phobia your muse has

This is really where the TW is important so let me throw this under a cut to help

Alastar moved basically the whole goddamn way across the country despite being born and raised in New York, being close to his grandparents there, more or less enjoying his work (as much as one can) as a homicide detective with NYPD because of his ex.

Grace.

His partner told him. Friends told him. His grandmother told him. He was too forgiving for his own good. There just wasn’t something quite right. If you loved someone and they asked you to, y’know, stop cheating on them, you should have.

So, when he did finally tell her off and say he was done for good, she, long story short, didn’t take that well.

He doesn’t really know if he’d still be around if his neighbors hadn’t called in the disturbance, concerned they hadn’t heard from him.

After that, it was hard for him to trust even his own partner. It wasn’t the same, and he couldn’t really stomach the idea of going back to work with such familiar faces under such a new light, so a move seemed right. A complete change of scenery, far away from New York and every painful reminder.

So, he moved to Hope County. The problem, as basically a career cop, was that Alastar chose compartmentalizing. For good reason, he never really wanted to think about that night again any more than he already did. Especially after a few years, you might never have noticed. He’s always had a golden heart, always had a friendly smile and a witty remark - been good at making friends, basically.

But he was a little jumpy if you got too close when he wasn’t paying attention. Always politely declined when friends who didn’t know would try to encourage him to maybe go looking again, maybe even try to set him up with someone.

He’s scared of getting hurt again. It’s better now with Joey, after a few years of slow, but gradual recovery after some gentle coaxing from a few close friends, Joey included.

Did John Seed know anything about that? He’s not sure. But he is sure he doesn’t ever want to find out that answer. Fighting against the Project already rubbed at plenty enough raw wounds and certainly created far more than anyone’s fair share in the process for him to need any more.

[failedmy-tbtest]

I posted this to my other blog @farcryfuckmeup so I figured I’d post it here as well!

If ya’ll are stuck on what to put for requests, here’s some ideas!

Here’s some things to put in a request for a match-up!

Your sexuality or preferences if you feel comfortable sharing! If not, I’ll consider both men and women for pairings. ❤

Hobbies, interesting facts about yourself, things you like/dislike, etc!

Characters you DON’T want to be matched up with!

Any other details about yourself such as age, height, and other things you’re comfortable sharing!

Anything else you feel is important for me to know such as triggers, etc!

Can be platonic, but unless stated I will assume it’s a relationship.

Here are some things to include in fic requests!

Pairing! For example: Javier Escuella x Gender Neutral Reader, Arthur Morgan x High Society Lady, Karen Jones x Male Outlaw.

Prompt! This can be inspired by any kind of media, whether it be a photo, song lyrics/title, a book, or an actual prompt list! Include it in the ask so I know what you’re referring to.

Triggers! Please let me know if you have any triggers! I would hate to write a piece just for you to be unable to read it. I love making content for you guys and want you to be able to enjoy it as well. ❤

Here are some things for headcanons!

Prompt/Situation! This can be platonic or romantic! Let me know if you have a preference!

Characters Involved. For example: Headcanons for Javier, Arthur, and Hosea doing...

Triggers! I really want to hear about them if they’re there so that I don’t accidentally upset you or prevent you from reading something you

[ao3feed-farcry]

by meganhamner99

requested by tumblr user @thirstyforjohnseed: I don’t know if this has been asked before. Probably 😅 but how about headcanons of the Seeds catching their s/o singing their baby to sleep? Just listened to Baby Mine by Alison Krauss and now I want some soft Seeds lol

also available on my tumblr @farcryfuckmeup

Words: 633, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Series: Part 6 of resistance bois ft. cultist bois

Fandoms: Far Cry 5, Far Cry: New Dawn

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Reader, Jacob Seed, Joseph Seed, John Seed

Relationships: Jacob Seed/Reader, Joseph Seed/Reader, John Seed/Reader

Additional Tags: Headcanon, Singing, seed babies, Babies, domestic!seed, domestic seeds

[farcryfuckmeup]

I don’t know if this has been asked before. Probably 😅 but how about headcanons of the Seeds catching their s/o singing their baby to sleep? Just listened to Baby Mine by Alison Krauss and now I want some soft Seeds lol

Jacob Seed

- jacob is very nervous about being a father, stemming from his own life experiences and the father he had growing up. when he sees you two, all of his worries wash away.

- he offers to put the baby to sleep often, but secretly loves when you do it so he can watch.

-he’d never heard you sing before, but by god does he love it just like everything else about you.

- since he’d met you, he was still the rough mountain man he is on the outside but became softer and more gentle with you. this increased tenfold when you found out you were going to be parents and even more once you had the baby.

- he asks you to teach him the lullabies you know in hopes of being a better dad, even though you already think he’s amazing.

- he emulates a lot of the parental behaviors he sees you do, but also tosses in a few of his own. he looks to you for guidance on parenting in fear he’ll fuck up.

He’d had a long day with the Project and the Judges. That god damn Deputy was always fucking things up even in the simplest of ways. But today, they’d been especially dense and set a bunch of Bliss Wolves free. 

As Jacob walked up to the front porch to the Seed Ranch, he shook his head in disbelief. Not only was the Deputy going to be cleaning up the aftermath of a pack of feral wolves on the loose, but Jacob was going to have to replace the wolves that the Project wouldn’t be able to find.

He twisted the doorknob of John’s ranch and stepped inside quietly. It was late at night, and even though John probably wasn’t home, he didn’t know if you were asleep yet. 

Jacob took a step inside, then stepped on the heels of his boots to remove them. His socks were quiet against the hardwood floor as he moved through the living room, and up the stairs to the section of the house dedicated to sleeping quarters.

He glanced at the floor as he walked past each closed door, trying to hazard a guess at which one you were in if there was light seeping through the bottom. It wasn’t light or a cracked door that led him to where you were, but rather the soft sound of singing.

As carefully as he could, Jacob grabbed the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open. There was a soft glow of constellations illuminating the room, and right next to the little machine creating them, was you.

You were snuggled comfortably into a large rocking chair, with a small infant nestled against your chest. The small tufts of bright ginger hair were the only sign that the baby was Jacob’s when her eyes were closed, otherwise, she had the same shining blues as her father.

You were singing a lullaby Jacob didn’t recognize, but he figured it was one you were taught as a child yourself.

“From your head down to your toes, you’re not much. Goodness knows but you’re so precious to me. Sweet as can be, baby of mine.” Your voice was soft as you sang to the little bean in your arms, and Jacob leaned against the door frame with a full heart. He’ll admit to being nervous about having a child of his own, which will always be a grave understatement, but the second he saw you holding your child in your arms for the first time, Jacob knew he was in love.

Moments like this cemented in Jacob’s mind that despite the hand he’d originally been dealt, he was currently the luckiest man in the world, and as long as he had the two of you, he always would be.

John Seed

- he hears it during his baptisms, he talks about it all the time. his amazing partner and the beautiful baby you have. washing away sins will grant even a fraction of the happiness he has managed to attain with you.

- he pulls out a sketchbook and sits down in a rocking chair across from you, drawing out the heartwarming scene before him. 

- sometimes if john recognizes the song, he might even pitch in a few notes.

John startled awake in the middle of the night, his arm automatically moving to your spot on the bed. He became slightly concerned when he found the sheets warm, but empty.

He sat up in bed, the sheets falling down to his lap and exposing his scarred and tattooed torso. John gave a little shiver at the exposure before swinging his feet around to the side of the bed and climbing out of it.

He fixed the sheets briefly before rubbing his eyes and sliding his feet into a pair of navy blue slippers.

Then John opened the drawer of the bedside table and removed a small journal and pencil before heading out of your bedroom.

It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out where you were in the middle of the night. For the past eight and a half months it was either the bathroom or the kitchen.

John found the door to the nursery wide open and had to stop himself from rapping the door frame with his knuckles to get your attention.

At first glance, he thought you were asleep, slumped in the arms of the luxurious rocking chair he’d purchased for the nursery.

Then he heard you humming and noticed your fingers moving ever so slightly over the onesie your infant was donned in.

Very quietly, John snuck into the nursery and sat down in an identical rocking chair across the room. He folded his legs up to his chest as he flipped open his journal to the first empty page.

He didn’t notice your eyes crack open while he’d situated himself, as you hadn’t stopped humming, but you smiled to yourself and closed your eyes again regardless.

John sat and sketched, taking note of how long it had been since the rise and fall of your chest had evened out and the humming had stopped. He sketched until he had a general outline done, then set his journal down and stood up from his chair.

Trying not to wake you, John’s fingers wrapped around the body of your child, and he held the babe to his bare chest. She was warm to the touch, sending a fuzzy feeling flowing through his veins. One of his hands came up to cradle her head as the other supported her body, and John sat back down in his rocking chair.

You awoke a half-hour later to find John passed out with your daughter on his chest and a small smile on his face.

Every now and then John would wake up from a nightmare, or he just didn’t look as peaceful as he usually did. But whenever he held that little girl, he never looked happier or more relaxed.

Joseph Seed

- he loves to hear you sing the songs of the project, especially when playing with your child.

- before you had a child, he often used to like writing his sermons and listen to you sing. now he requests you bring the baby with you whenever you two go places.

- joseph often falls asleep with you and the baby, especially if you’re singing them to sleep.

If he could spend every day like this, Joseph was sure he could die happy. The rain had started pouring while the three of you were at his compound visiting, so the Father had deemed it best to take shelter in the church.

So there you were, lounging across the first row of pews, rocking your daughter in your arms. Joseph stood at the front of the church behind a table, the Book of Joseph open in front of him.

Between Joseph softly mumbling what he read and the pattering of the rain, it didn’t take much to get your daughter to calm down for a nap.

“Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart, never to part, baby of mine.”

Joseph had stopped reading his book and looked up at you in awe, but you’d only noticed once he’d started walking towards you.

“Did you finish writing your sermons for next week?” Your voice was quiet, just above a hush as you shifted around so that Joseph could sit next to you.

The wood creaked as he did so, and he helped adjust you and your daughter so you were leaning into him.

“No, not yet. I just couldn’t help myself while you two are sitting here looking so peaceful.” Joseph’s voice crooned in your ear, your cheeks turning pink at his compliment.

“Well, I’d hate to keep you from your duties, Joseph.” You whispered softly and gently brushed your thumb across the infant’s forehead, and Joseph’s finger followed. It trailed down her cheek and down to her chubby little neck.

“Oh, nonsense. Most of them are done, and my little family is here. We can spare some time.” Joseph reached up and stroked your cheek with a warm smile. Almost one of disbelief.

Joseph, much like his siblings, had never thought a family outside of his two brothers would be possible. Sure he had the Project and the family that came along with it, but there was something special about having his own little family. One he’d gained and created for himself.

“I hope you know I love you,” Joseph turned his attention from you to the infant in your arms and touched her nose lovingly. “And I love this little beacon of hope, too.”

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Work In Progress Wednesday

Tagged by the lovely @seedlingsinner – thank you hun! ❤️

Tagging (although it’s completely optional): @words-and-seeds @weekend-writer @softseeds @farcryfuckmeup @johnathot-seed @josephseeds-rosary @johnsrevelation @outranks @doodwrites

This is on the back-burner until I can get some proper motivation for it, but I do really kinda miss writing for Joe so maybe I’ll go back to it once John’s fic is done. Maybe; we’ll see haha.

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Really you should of taken the hard option and told them ‘no’, but hindsight is a terrible thing, and lately you’ve been trying desperately not to think on it. It’s a dangerous pastime, one that almost got you even. You suppose that might be part of the reason why you’re taking this time away from everyone. To get back in contact with yourself; you can think about what you want to do later involving this mess, but for the moment you’re content to forget about it all.

Even if your hands get redder and redder the more you do.

There’s a lull in the song, the cords ringing as you slow to take in the wide expanse of water beneath and before you. A whisper on the wind says you should jump, slide off the edge and see what happens (hope what happens), but you shake that thought loose with a sigh and a sharp strum. Dangerous thoughts make for fatal actions.

Lost in habit and absent stares you haven’t noticed the company your playing has garnered you, a few metres away, at the start of the bridge; metal merged with earth. They’re more than content to just watch you, if not a little curious, as you gaze at the horizon with distant eyes; but ultimately they can’t resist the pull, the gravity, between you. So, with a moments hesitation, they calmly start towards you.

It’s only as the crunching of stones underfoot gets louder that you blink out of your revere, body tensing as a sudden anxiety pins your once relaxed self down with a paranoid hiss. You’ve still got your handgun if needs be, but you’d rather leave it unchristened and knowledge not on your mind; ignorance is a lovely bliss.

“Are you lost, my child?” Your new companion asks. “It’s not safe to be wandering around while the Reaping is underway.”

The frozen prickle in your chest blooms viciously with the man’s words and voice; you’d know it anywhere. God, you wish you didn’t, but you did.

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Can I request a matchup with the Seed bro’s please? I’m a 5”2 27 year old female with long blonde hair. Curvy but not fat. I like camping, road trips, reading and writing. I suffer with depression and anxiety as well as having crohn’s disease which is painful and uncomfortable and the reason I am depressed. I also have quite a temper and if someone makes me mad I tend to lose it. I hate technology and summer as I always burn, I prefer winter coz I like to snuggle in a blanket.

I think you’d be great with…

Jacob Seed!

despite all the literal burn scars on this big bois skin, he tends to sunburn easily too. he just doesn’t ever really do anything about it.

jacob loves to play with your hair. if he’s feeling especially stressed he’ll finger comb it as you sit in his lap or snuggle up to him.

his hands often go to your waist with a firm grip when he sees other people try and flirt with you.

when you have an easier week, jacob will suggest going on camping trips throughout the whitetails and the henbane.

you take turns driving. when its jacobs turn his hand is usually on your thigh, giving you reassuring squeezes. you look up from your book and smile with a slight blush each time.

the first time your depression gets to its lowest, it takes jacob a few days to notice that you’re extremely out of sorts.

he does what he can to help while also trying to give you your space so you don’t feel suffocated.

he’ll wrap you in blankets and refuses to leave you by yourself in a room, often times taking you with him to go take care of business or do things around the house.

when your stomach starts to hurt jacob will try to make food that he hopes will be easier on you and he’ll try to make sure you’re as comfortable as possible. will absolutely take care of you and refuse to let you do most things for yourself when you’re hurting.

your fights are absolutely wild. jacob initially is the one to get heated but can quickly regain control over his temper, but at that point you’re angry, so he’ll either try to talk it out or remove himself from the situation until you’ve both cooled down.

there ya are love! my commissions are open and so are my requests!

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hello! can i request a matchup with the seed brothers? i'm kinda short (5"2) and curvy.  i have short dark brown hair, bluish-grey eyes, pale skin and dark circles under my eyes because my sleeping schedule sucks. i would say that i'm really sarcastic and introverted person. even though i look intimidating i don't really like hurting people but i'm always able to defend myself and my loved ones. i like reading, singing, drawing, playing ukulele and learning new things.

I pair you with…

Jacob Seed!

jacob uses his height as an advantage constantly. he likes to put things on higher shelves so that you have to pout and ask for help, or he’ll watch you climb a chair or counter with a smirk.

it’s a nice view of your ass and he just thinks it’s cute.

he likes to run his fingers through your hair while you kiss because of how short it is. it’s a simple gesture but it soothes both himself and you.

you sunburn stupid easily and jacob is constantly reminding you to put sunscreen on. 

“we’re going to be in the sun for at least four hours.” “and? there will be shade for me to take little breaks in.” “i ain’t rubbing anything on your burns, pup.” “bet you’ll say you told me so, too.” he doesn’t. 

he does put salve/aloe vera on your skin as soon as you notice you got sunburned. even if it’s not all that painful yet, he’ll insist.

jacob’s the nightiest night owl to ever night owl. he doesn’t sleep very well courtesy of his ptsd, so the two of you end up staying awake till the ass crack of dawn.

sometimes you’ll play your ukulele if jacob’s especially tired in an attempt to get him to doze off. other times you’ll lay in his arms reading while he occasionally reads a page over your shoulder.

your usually the one to knock out first, and though he sleeps light, jacob falls asleep about an hour or so later.

jacob found your sarcastic attitude amusing at first. he loves the back and forth between the two of you, but also appreciates that you know how to quiet down and just sit in the same room as him.

his initial thought was that you were in fact going to kick someone’s ass, but now the thought makes him laugh because he knows how sweet and caring you are. 

your loyalty to each other is fierce, and both of you would do anything for each other. you stick up for each other as well.

he loves to talk about the wilderness and animals, usually about interesting survival techniques species have adapted over the years. but he also likes to learn about the things you have to teach him.

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THIRD PLACE PRIZE @thotful-writing: the seeds at career day at their kid’s school (NON-CULT AU)

it’s been a while but i’m back! requests will be slow as i have a two commissions to work on and i am participating in the far cry holiday exchange as well! i still have a hurk x male!deputy in the works and a female!deputy x jess black request prize as well! my asks are still always open though! hope everyone is doing well and life is being somewhat kind to you! ♡

JOHN SEED

john has been one of atlanta’s most popular lawyers for quite some time. he is known not just for his skill in the courtroom, but also for being a family man.

he spends his free time with you and the two children you share together, and also funding city revival projects alongside his brother joseph.

it’s time for career day at your youngest’s middle school and when they ask john to come in, he’s more than delighted.

in fact you think he looks like he might cry. he says it was dust.

when the time comes, john dresses up in his nicest court outfit, asks you to help him find his fanciest cuff links, and makes sure his beard is clean and trimmed.

john’s charisma kicks in when he’s at the front of the class and your child sits in their desk staring up at john in awe and pride.

he tells stories about the different, more low-key cases that he has won and lost, and even talks about the importance of feeling safe in your own family.

when both your husband and your child come home (john pulled him out of school early and took him to lunch in cool dad fashion), you wish you’d been there to see both of them as they both excitedly tell you how it went.

jacob left the army with honorable discharge and a purple heart for saving one of his fellow soldiers named miller.

when your child came bouncing through the front door saying career day was coming up and they wanted him to go, you were both skeptical at first.

you and jacob talked about it that night in bed: whether or not he should go and what he would talk about.

he was beyond anxious about it, and you could tell in the way he kept adjusting his collar, fixing his patches, and dusting off his camo cap.

you gave him a kiss on the cheek before he hauled your kid over his shoulder with a laugh, the two of them heading out of the door together.

jacob takes off his military jacket during his presentation and lets the kids pass it around with his cap as well.

he strays away from the darker things and instead talks about how he’s gotten to travel and meet new friends through his service in the military.

when jacob walks through the front door, you can see the difference in his stance compared to this morning. his shoulders are high and he’s giving your child a piggyback ride.

“i assume it went well?”

“daddy even took me to mcdonald’s afterwards! it was so fun! i got to put on his jacket again and show all the kids how big i’m going to be!” jacob set your child down on the ground and slouched an arm around your shoulders.

“it went better than expected.” jacob had a smile on his face and it was so contagious you couldn’t help but smile too.

joseph hears about career day and before you can even think of answering he volunteers.

you’re taken aback at first by how quickly he’d said agreed, but not surprised. joseph had and would do anything for his family, your little tyke included.

the next morning you woke up to the sound of joseph’s alarm going off a little earlier than normal. he was trimming his beard, already showered, and his hair tied up in a neat bun.

he was in a nice outfit, all dressed and ready to impress.

if anything, joseph was more excited to go than your kid was for their dad to show up at career day. 

you waved them off before they took off for school, both joseph and your child giddy with excitement.

when you got home, they were both sitting at the kitchen table, excitedly talking about what had happened that day while splitting a candy bar.

“a lot of kids asked a lot of questions.”

“oh? and what did your father tell them?”

“he talked about all the different jobs he did before becoming a preacher! from the peach orchard to other jobs he took int he city as he moved around.”

joseph nibbled on the candy next to your child with pink cheeks and a proud grin on his face.

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So I had kinda a shitty day but I came home to find that my mom made my favorite cookies to cheer me up and it meant the world to me. So I was wondering what each of the Seeds would do to cheer reader up after a bad day and also what would make them feel better after they had a bad day? Love you and thanks! 🙂✨💜

sorry this took so long! school started up and i have been working on a commission! i will slowly but surely work through them! i have a tag list if you’d like to be added to it so you know when i post content!

ENJOY!

Jacob would:

- give lots of bear hugs. y’know the tight crushing ones. you can feel your soul piecing itself back together again.

- a lot of small touches in general. he’ll run his fingers through your hair while you hug, place a firm hand on your shoulder, drag his hand across your hip as he walks by.

- if he has a busy day he’ll ask if you’ll be alright on your own for a little bit, and then he’ll plan to have a night in and spend a good chunk of the next day with you.

- if he doesn’t think you’re alright on your own he’ll either cancel everything he had going on or bring you along. there’s no way he’s leaving you on your own if you need him badly enough. he’ll give you small things to do so that you’re always close by.

- jacob puts on some music so that you’re not left alone with your thoughts if you’re not in a talkative mood.

Jacob likes:

- being in close proximity with you. nothing beats coming home after a shitty day and seeing you smile.

- he loves your cooking/baking. whether it’s sweets or dinner, hell even cocktails, it makes him feel better knowing that someone cares enough about him to take care of him.

- sex. jacob talks a lot, but not always about his emotions. instead of venting or discussing how shitty he feels, he’ll every so often start to get flirty and hint that he wants to have sex. you’ll hear a little sigh of relief from him when you take him up on the offer.

- jacob just needs to get his mind off what happened, and depending on the severity, sometimes bringing it up will only make it worse. any and all distractions are welcome. whether it’s chopping wood for the fireplace, helping clean the house, or curling up on the couch and watching a movie together.

Joseph would: 

- try to give you physical comfort. a massage, rub this thumb on the back of your hand, finger comb your hair. he once asked faith to teach him how to braid so he could braid your hair.

- joseph will sit/stand and listen to you pace the house, ranting and waving your arms around as you get everything off your chest.

- he’s the one that will try to give you advice, which even though you love him, is sometimes a little irritating when you just need to get things out there. you don’t always want a solution, just a listening ear.

- if he catches you mid/pre/post breakdown, his face will drop. he’ll rush to you and sweep you into his arms and comfort you.

Joseph likes:

- quiet comfort. sitting in a room with your head is in his lap while you nap or read. cooking together with passing touches.

- even if he knows you’re not religious, little prayers or sitting with him while he prays. if you’re not religious he even just appreciates the thought that you’re willing to be there.

- activities. going for a swim in the lake behind the church, walking around the compound, visiting his brothers. getting out and doing things to clear his head helps.

John would:

- try to comfort you with physical affection. whether it be distracting you with sex or holding you in his arms as you cry into his arms. he knows that feeling another person’s touch (romantic or not) makes him feel better and tends to project that onto you.

- will offer to take you shopping/out as an outlet. ya boy has deep pockets and has no problem overindulging you.

- john will very convincingly tell you everything you needed to hear and more. the best part is that he means every word.

- he’ll request a few days away from his responsibilities and orders his chosen to bother him only if something absolutely requires his attention.

John likes:

- to pace around the house, hands flailing as he goes on and on about why he’s in such a bad mood. will include swearing and lots of exasperated groans.

- being pet calms him down severely. running your fingers through his hair, over his arms, tracing odd shapes and patterns over his skin. just gentle, absent-minded touches help soothe him.

- he likes to try and cook fancy foods he had in his lawyer days. it’ll take him a few minutes to get into the groove, but eventually he’ll dance around the kitchen with you while the two of you cook.

- will totally atone for it later, but on especially shitty days he’s prone to drinking and using bliss. he’s not an ass while intoxicated so you don’t mind, he just tends to get clingy and emotional.

Faith would:

- try and make sure that you have something nice to come home to when she finds out you had a bad day. whether it’s cookies, a new bouquet on the kitchen table.

- she’ll make your favorite thing for dinner along with your favorite drink (alcoholic or otherwise).

- she’d make you a cup of bliss tea to calm your nerves. its a small enough dose that you don’t feel anything other than a slight calm.

- she’ll sit and talk with you about what’s going on, and if you ask she’ll help you try to solve the problem. otherwise she’ll show you her sympathies and love for you.

Faith likes:

- after being neglected for so long by her family, faith needs her emotions validated. whether it’s through your verbal reassurances or the physical comfort you give her.

- hugs. lots of hugs. tiny ones, long ones, tight ones, ect. all the hugs. she feels safer in your arms and isn’t shy about that fact. she’ll also settle for some hand holding and soft touches if hugs aren’t available.

- she’ll offer to go out and do things, but she’ll only do it with you. faith doesn’t trust herself and other people to go walking the streets of hope county at night. she also just enjoys the hell out of your company.

- if she’s having a breakdown, she needs space to realign her thoughts and figure out whats going on. once she feels she’s stable enough, faith will be back at your side and ready to kick some resistance ass!

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Hi, can I request something for our boy John? Where he has a nightmare or something angsty and radios Rook who's like "hang on bby im on my way" and just sneaks into the ranch to comfort him? I don't know, I'm in a soft mood and wanna hug someone... also I love your blog, you're amazing and so is your writing just

Come to Me

wc: ~1,000

sorry these have all been shorter as of late! i’m currently on a five day migraine spree. i have a ko-fi and take commissions!

It wasn’t normal for Rook to sleep soundly through the night with all the explosions and gunfire that shook Hope County to its core. She needed to be able to defend herself at a moment’s notice in case any of the cult members stumble upon her resting spot.

That didn’t stop her from grumbling and slapping the ground around her for her radio as she heard it crackling in her sleep. The first time she heard her name echo against the empty confines of the cabin she had decided to spend the night in, she ignored it. Then she heard her name being called over and over and over.

Finally, her fingers wrapped around her radio and she dragged it to her face, but before she could press the button and start barking into the speaker, she heard the voice again.

“Rook, if you can hear this…I need you.” The deputy’s breath caught in her throat as she felt her heart squeeze. Normally at this time of night, there was a sultry, predatory note to John’s voice, but right now his voice was small and his words were slow.

She was wide awake and already struggling to shimmy out of her sleeping bag as fast as her tired body would move. John was prone to whining and crooning to get what he wanted from the deputy, but this sounded different. He sounded vulnerable.

“I’m here, I’m here. Are you okay? Where are you?” Rook spoke in a soft voice, trying to keep the pitch from spiking too much and alerting him to her worry. Since John and Rook had gotten closer the last few weeks he’d developed a system of how to gauge whether he should worry or not: if Rook was worried, it was going to be a shitstorm.

“I’m at the ranch, I couldn’t sleep. I-are you…are you in the valley? I wanted to give you your space so I didn’t keep too close of an eye on you today.” Rook could imagine John laying in bed with his radio next to his cheek and the blankets pulled up to his chin.

“I wondered why my radio was awfully silent today, but I had figured you were just busy with things,” Rook would pause between sentence fragments as she focused on packing her things up and talking to John at the same time. “I’ll be there soon, okay? Just hold on.”

Once Rook had her belongings stashed in the bed of a Peggie truck she’d found on the side of the road, she sped off towards the Seed Ranch. Considering the speed limit wasn’t being enforced by the local law enforcement (namely herself), it didn’t take her long to get to John.

She had to park her car down the street a ways so that she didn’t alert the cult to her presence. It wasn’t often that Rook could just waltz up to the ranch without being shot at, but those were usually days that she needed John’s comfort. Otherwise, he found it rather impressive that he couldn’t see her coming.

Rook crouched and walked through the tree line as quietly as she could, only having to render two cultists unconscious before reaching the back door of the ranch house.

The lights were off when she closed the back door behind her, but she figured if John wasn’t downstairs and waiting for her then he was still in his room.

She walked with heavy footsteps through the house so that she didn’t alarm John and send him into a frenzy of panic when he had already sounded so upset. Rook was about to knock on his bedroom door when it was flung open and she was pulled into a bone-crushing hug.

His arms were around her shoulders and his hands were in her hair and on the back of her neck. Rook was taken by surprise so she’d had to resist the urge to fight her way out of his grasp, but she focused on John’s heavy breathing and it was easy for her to calm down.

“You’re okay, John. You’re going to be alright.” Her arms came up around his waist as she rubbed circled against the small of his back. His grip was tight but not suffocatingly so. The way his fingertips grasped at the fabric of her shirt was desperate, and when she finally pulled away to look at the youngest Seed, her heart broke.

His eyes were shiny and red, the skin around them freckled with red spots. That familiar pain in his eyes was heavy as he searched Rook’s own gaze for any emotion. She touched his cheekbone with a sad smile, gently brushing away any remnants of his tears.

“C’mon, let’s get back into bed.” She nodded her head towards the sheets thrown haphazardly off the bed, and John nodded quietly. She took his hands in her own before turning and leading him back to bed. They crawled onto the mattress, the foam dipping slightly under their weight, and Rook pulled the sheets over the two of them.

John shifted around until Rook was comfortable in his arms, and while he played with her hair she ran her fingertips up and down his chest to try and soothe him.

“I…I felt so cold before, but now…you feel so warm.” It was the first thing John said since she’d arrived at his home, but it brought a smile to her face nonetheless. He turned on his side and buried his face into the crook of her neck with a deep inhale. She could feel a small smile forming on his face, and Rook felt her heart beat harder in her chest.

“Get some sleep, John. I’ll be here in the morning, I promise.” She whispered softly as she continued to run her fingers up and down his torso, and soon after her suggestion, small snores began to emanate from the person curled against her body. 

Rook couldn’t be any happier than she was now.

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@bluescooterbabe tossed this idea out into our discord group and i wanted to bring it to life, so here it is!

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I Believe I Can Fly

wc: 1,507

TW: ALCOHOL

His responsibilities for the night were done and John could feel the exhaustion settling into his bones. 

As soon as he’d gotten back to the ranch with his siblings, John had gone upstairs to change into comfier clothes while Jacob made some coffee and Joseph lit the fireplace. Faith had taken up the job of shifting furniture around so that they could all be closer to each other.

With all the chaos going on in Hope County since the Deputy arrived, the three brothers didn’t get to spend as much time together as they used to. Hence why the three of them were together for some scheduled family time.

To John, the sound of the wine bottle being uncorked was instant relief, just as the sound of coffee dripping into the pot was for Jacob.

John grabbed a copy of the book he was currently reading and decided to settle in on the couch once he’d corked his wine. Similar to a cat, John stretched out with his head resting against one of the sofa’s armrests and his legs taking up a sofa cushion or two. As soon as his coffee was done, Jacob came into the living room and with a devilish smirk on his face, grabbed John’s ankles and knocked them off the couch. 

Jacob took up the loveseat that was to the right of his youngest brother, the latter of whom was grumbling and readjusting himself again. Faith took up the rest of the sofa that John wasn’t occupying and Joseph was in the loveseat to the left.

Having peace and quiet without anywhere to go or anything to do was serene to the small family. But naturally, it couldn’t last forever.

At about a quarter to midnight, the Seeds were still in the living room, though their seats had shifted and positions had changed into more relaxed ones.

Jacob picked up the book that was open and covering his face as he thought he heard clunking from above. Joseph had sat up as well from his section of the couch he was occupying, but John just shifted a bit and started groaning.

“Shut it John, you can whine all you want once we figure out what the hell that is. You have guards around this place, right?” Jacob folded the book closed and set it on the floor underneath his chair. He got to his feet as he angled his head towards the ceiling.

Some more thumping.

“For the love of God, not again! Just please don’t break the-” John rubbed his hands over his face and climbed off the sofa as he raised his voice, but the youngest brother was cut off by the sound of shattering glass.

“With great power, comes great responsibility, Johnny!” Jacob had his gun out in a flash, Joseph and Faith had jumped to their feet, and a few guards had come rushing into the ranch house. Yet John was still reclined on the sofa, his posture conveying annoyance instead of alarm.

From the skylight above John’s dining table, was a descending deputy with a bottle of liquor in her hand as she hollered at the top of her lungs. 

A climbing grapple was attached to the window Rook had fallen through, and a carabine was clipped to a contraption around her waist. She was swinging through the air by a rope, laughing obnoxiously with a grin on her face.

Jacob had lowered his gun and waved off the members of the flock that had their guns aimed at their unexpected guest. When they didn’t move from their positions from the shock of seeing the deputy in such a state, Jacob rolled his eyes and spoke up.

“Dismissed.” His voice was loud and threatening, which got the deputy’s attention while she was taking another sip from the bottle in her hand.

“Jacob! Don’t be so mean to the poor guys!” Her legs swung forward then back, increasing the amount of distance she covered. Jacob raised an eyebrow in amusement, a ghost of a smile on his face.

“They didn’t follow orders pup,” He shrugged and slowly walked over to the dining table so that he was underneath the arc of the deputy’s swing. Jacob couldn’t help but just stand there and watch her as she moved through the air. “She done this before, John?” 

John was already making his way over to the deputy, looking thoroughly disgruntled that he’d had to give up his comfort for her safety.

“Last week she came barging in through the spare bedroom upstairs with a stupid cowboy hat on screeching-” John was starting to explain that the deputy had, in fact, started making a habit out of appearing at the ranch unannounced and highly intoxicated. Just as he’d started to tell his eldest brother what phrase Rook had shouted into the ranch house, she had started yelling it yet again. “-YIPPIE KIYAY MOTHERFUCKERS!”

Her hands were thrown above her head as her body started to rotate in the air, but she’d forgotten she was holding a bottle of liquor. The bottle crashed to the ground, nearly missing Jacob’s shoulder on the way down, and sprayed alcohol all over John’s floor.

“It’s...odd seeing her act this way.” Faith spoke up from where she stood transfixed by the other woman in the house. Joseph chuckled softly and placed a hand on Faith’s shoulder before walking over to his brothers.

“We should try to convince her to come down before she hurts herself. Faith, will you make sure the guest bedroom is clean for her?” Joseph looked over at Faith, who nodded in response and hurried off. 

“C’mon pup, time to come down.” Jacob’s tone was oozing with boredom as his arms folded across his chest. Rook shook her head, pouting as she gazed down at her broken bottle.

“No can do, lumberjack. I don’t want to come down. It’s nice and cool up here, plus I look really hot.” She pointed to Jacob with a confident nod, but he just rolled his eyes in response. Then Rook swung particularly far and nearly hit the antler chandelier hanging above the table, and Jacob felt his stomach drop.

“Deputy! Calm...just come on down now. Carefully. We don’t need you getting hurt now.” Joseph reached his hands up and out to Rook, his eyes slightly wide with panic as she gave another big kick to swing herself again.

“It’s like a giant swing. Maybe if you come join me I can show you how fun it is.” Rook leaned back so that she was looking at Joseph upside down, and she shot him a wink. Jacob erupted into a bout of rumbling laughter and John sighed dramatically while Joseph stood there slightly slackjawed.

Rook gasped as she noticed John coming closer to where she was suspended in the air. She started swinging her legs to counteract the momentum she had acquired, her tongue sticking out of the side of her lips as she concentrated.

“My darling, will you please come down before you get hurt? We can’t have such a delicate thing like you breaking anything, now can we?” John’s voice was warm and inviting, but Rook didn’t need much convincing from the third brother. 

She started to let the rope out, bringing herself closer to the ground. Rook tried to angle herself so that her feet would land on the table, but in her drunken stupor, her fingers let too much rope go at once.

“Oh shit!” She slurred as her body dropped the few feet above the dining table and she landed on top of it with a loud bang. Pain radiated from the backside of her body, but she couldn’t help but giggle.

“Are you alright?” Joseph took a step towards the deputy as she rolled over on the table, groaning through her laughter.

“I’m fine, I just...ugh everything’s starting to swim.” Rook wiggled towards the edge of the table, where Jacob helped set her feet on the ground as Faith came back down the stairs.

“Did Rook fall? I heard a loud noise.” She raised her eyebrows as she watched John and Jacob hold the deputy up, who was beginning turning a shade paler.

“Right onto my poor table. I’m surprised she didn’t splinter the wood. We’re going to take her upstairs, Faith. Would you mind looking in on her every so often to make sure she hasn’t choked on her own vomit?” John’s voice sharpened towards the end of his sentence, the scolding directed towards the deputy reliant on him and Jacob to go anywhere.

“I’ll make sure she’s alright.” Faith nodded and continued past them and into the kitchen.

As the brother’s ascended the staircase to the guest room, Rook was softly humming the tune to “Oh John” with closed eyes and a relaxed posture. 

She looked peaceful at the moment with her arms wrapped around John and Jacob’s shoulders, but they all knew she was going to be in a world of hurt in the morning.