#fc5 fluff

[skoll-sun-eater]

Halloween fc5 oneshot

Idk wanted to try a hand at some fluff.

Word count: 2127

Humor/fluff/ mature.

Pairing: Jacob Seed/Female deputy

Spicy stuff at the end. No minors.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60197800

October festive spirit in Hope County.

Jacob’s daughter Jenavieve wants to try and get to know other people here. She’s new to the region. Trouble is she’s painfully shy and Jacob is a very protective father.

Yet she still hopes to go out and maybe, with the tiniest of hope make some friends. Jacob too realizes he can’t keep her cooped up with him and her uncles. He hoped she she’d make friends with Faith but that hasn’t proved fruitful.

But his dear little girl has an idea;

She’s been begging and pleading with him to go to a Halloween party in Fall’s End.

“Daddy please? I-I’d like to go. You could c-come with me…” She ducks her head timidly.

Jacob sighs hard rubbing the back of his neck.

“And you could meet somebody too.” She smiles mischievously.

“Baby girl I told you, our profile in this county can be somewhat mixed. Sometimes it’s negative… Plus I’m pretty sure no woman is gonna want to take a chance with your old man.” He grumbles.

“Daddy. … Please!” She looks up at him. Pouted lip and all, playing into his sympathy.

It’s a losing battle, Jacob gives in.

“Fine honey.”

“Thank you, daddy!!!” She gives him a kiss “Thank you!”

“I’m not dressin’ up, I’ll leave that for you.”

“Hee hee, okay daddy.”

Jacob at least dresses somewhat nice and casual.  Black jeans with a white under T-shirt and a blue flannel on the top of it.

However, his daughter put some of that cologne she got him on the nape of his neck for a little something extra.

Jenavieve is dressed as…Well he’s not entirely sure. Every time he asks her she adds more to the back story of what she’s supposed to be.

‘Fairy’ and ‘witch’ is what he did hear out of her long descriptions, so he’ll go with that.

Of course, this is nothing we need to tell Joseph about right away if at all.

The community center in Fall’s End is lively. There’s pumpkins and fake spider webs everywhere. They go up the steps and there’s a plastic skeleton sitting in a chair with some purple and orange lights strung about it.

Upon entering, Jacob notices Jenavieve is having trouble going in, she’s getting nervous.

“I’m right here honey. Whenever you need to we can go” He saying reassuringly.

“I’m okay, daddy. Remember you go and talk to people too.” She keeps hinting at him to go hit on some woman.

The whole ride here she kept telling him what he should go do. “Mmhmm.” Is all he’d say to her. While it’s sweet, it is somewhat awkward that his seventeen-year old daughter is telling him how to pick up women.

Jacob hangs back and watches his daughter be a wallflower among wallflowers. As much as he’d like to intercept, she needs to do this on her own at times.

She continues to keep to herself. Ever so once in a while, she’ll go up to talk and try and talk to someone, however she ends up changing her mind.

She’ll get around to it.

People do seem to notice her though and why not? She looks pretty- she’s more put to together, her costume more thoughtful. The rest of these Fall’s End folks looks cheesy and somewhat ridiculous in their getups.

Not his baby though...  Pretty as a peach in her gown and witch hat. She sewed the sequins on it herself and everything.

The lights and music are getting a bit draining on him. He goes to get a drink from the bar setup inside.

He goes and orders something, the server is one of the locals, Mary May. She hesitates giving him a drink for a minute but ultimately follows through with a warning “Don’t cause trouble here Seed.”

“Thanks for the drink bartender.” He says sarcastically.

“Careful I can cut you off if I feel like it.” She scorns.

“Noted.” He continues unfazed by her belligerence.

“Why are you here?” She keeps at it.

“What? Can’t I go to a party?” He says with a smirk.

“Wouldn’t think you’d be one for something like this.” She asks with suspicion.

“Mm, I’ll have a shot of vodka if ya have any please.” He’s tired of her questions and she annoying him.

Mary May glares at him for a moment more.

“Please? I need to check on my daughter soon.” He reveals.

“Like hell you have a daughter Seed.” She seethes.

“Hmph okay.”

“Hey Mary May! Can I have a shot of whiskey?” Comes an energetic woman’s voice coming up behind him.

“Sure thing, deputy.” Mary May changes her tone and serves the stranger and him his drink as well in the process. The unknown woman comes up to him and parks it right as his side.

A deputy huh?

Jacob focuses on his own beverage not looking at this deputy until…

“Hi, I’m Phedra!”

“Ma’am.” Is all he responds with. He decidedly throws back his drink in a hurry.

“Oh ‘ma’am’ hmm?” She giggles. “Why how polite?”

He sets his glass down “Thank you Miss Fairgrave.”

“Hmph.”  Is all he gets in return from his pissy bartender.

“The name’s Jacob ma’am.” He nods before making his way passed this… very pretty woman.

He goes to disappear into the crowd to look for his daughter.

“You be careful deputy, that’s one of the Seeds we were talking about.”

Hmm…

He looks behind him to get another look at the deputy.

Goddamn…Yeah, not bad.

Jacob discovers his Jenavieve’s location, she’s off in a corner with a young man in a …scarecrow costume? Maybe just around her age with… With his arm around her!

She appears distressed, like she’s in one of her fits. Jacob gets a pit in his stomach worried about her condition he storms over to them.

“What’s going on here!?” Jacob startles the boy, making him almost jump. But he holds his ground and keeps near Jenavieve as if to protect her.

“What do you want Seed?!” The youth spits.

“I’m her father?” Jacob cocks an eyebrow at the plucky defiant kid.

The young man’s expression drops upon hearing those words. He turns to Jenavieve with a stricken look on his face.

“Uh this true? He’s your dad?”

“Yes, he’s my father, Wheaty.” She says beaming with pride. “Daddy it’s okay. Wheaty was just looking out for me.”

“Y-yeah she looked upset.” The boy chimes in.

“Well then maybe we should go home.” Jacobs interjects.

“No daddy i-it’s okay really, I wanna try and stay a little longer.” She pleads.

“Are you sure baby?” Jacob throws a glare over at Wheaty.

“Yes, besides I-I think this girl wants to talk to you.” Jenavieve points a finger passed him.

Jacob looks behind himself and sees the woman Phedra waiting patiently with hands clasped together. He didn’t catch it before but apparently, she’s dressed as a devil. All that leather made him think she was a biker or in some BDSM get up. Save for the two little red horns on the top of her head.

“Yes? Phedra was it?”

“Hi um... I’m sorry, I didn’t think speaking to you in front of Mary May’s company would bode well for anyone.”

“Hmm really now?” Jacob gives a sarcastic snort.

“Hello!” Jenavieve squeaks.

“O-oh, I’m sorry everyone, I didn’t mean to crash the party here.” The deputy backs away.

“It’s alright, maybe…you two could talk some where else?” Jenavieve begins suggesting playfully.

“Sweetheart, no-“ Jacob protests, but Jenavieve cuts him off and nudges him forwards to the woman in question.

“Please I insist, daddy.” His daughter smiles mischievously.

She’s put him on the spot, he decides to go along with it. What could it hurt?

“Sure.” Jacob replies.

Satisfied with her father’s response. “Wheaty, would you still like to hang out?”

She turns to the young man.

“Y-yeah... Sure if that’s okay. We could trick or treat if you want. People around here don’t care how old you are for that.”

“I’d like that.” The Seed girl beams.

“Umm if that’s okay with you sir?” Wheaty addresses Jacob more respectfully.

Of course, this puts Jacob more on edge. He worries about his daughter as any father worries about his teenage daughter running around with young man. Jenavieve is smart, is different. He knows she wouldn’t go too far with something. His main worries are with the boy.

But maybe he should listen to his daughter.

This deputy woman is interesting. He’ll trust his daughter.

“Fine, you can stay out.” He concedes. “Not too long though and call me.”

Apprehensively he watches his daughter disappear with that boy.

“-She’ll be alright, Wheaty is an okay kind of guy.” The deputy speaks up.

“Oh? You know him?” Jacob inquires.

“Not too personally, but he’s okay, really into music and such.”

“I’m into music that doesn’t say much about me now does it deputy?” Jacob remarks.

“You can call me ‘Phedra’ I ain’t on duty. But relax papa, it’ll be alright.” She coos.

If he and this woman are to ‘talk’ he thinking they should get on out of here.

“You wanna go somewhere else Phedra?” He asks her.

“Yes.” She answers immediately.

“How about my place?” He dares to ask.

“Oh, not the back of your truck or something?” She laughs

“Nah, while that does sound fun. But maybe some other time.” He flashes her a grin.

They leave; It’s a bit of a drive back to his place from Fall’s End. Is he moving too fast with this woman?

This… is just a one night stand, isn’t it?  So, in theory this is fine.

They pull up to the house. Jacob exits the truck first and goes around to open the door for Phedra.

“My, you’re such a gentleman.” She teases. But when in reality Jacob can tell she’s flattered.

She’s getting flustered and shy.

“Cozy” Phedra remarks upon entering inside the home he shares with his daughter.

“Thanks, my daughter is more of the house decorator than I. You need anything?”

“Water is fine.” She answers.

He gets her what she asks for. He watches her take a drink, watches her eyelids and natural long curled lashes flutter downward as she sips from the glass.

She must have noticed his staring when she spoke; “Jacob, if you’re having second thoughts… It’s okay.” She says with uncertainty

“Oh far from it honey, I ain’t havin’ second thoughts.”

“That’s good, I uh … Also want you to know that I don’t jump into bed with man that I first meet. But you feel like you’re kinda different? I’m sorry… that’s probably sounds stupid.”

“No not at all. I am interested in you too sugar. Maybe we can see where this goes after tonight.”

She bows her head, those eyelashes fluttering the way they do, looking down at her feet.

Damn that’s cute.

Jacob wastes no time in making the first move. Taking the deputy’s hand, stroking the back of her hand with his thumb.

“Well, angel?”

She swipes her braids out of her face. “Yes…��well’.”

The both of them are in Jacob’s room, stripping each other’s clothes off in a fervor. They crash on to his bed, pawing at each other greedily. Jacob roughly jerks her panties down, tearing the last piece of clothing off.

Snaking himself up her body, flushing himself snuggly upon her honeyed mocha skin. Using his hips to coax her thighs to spread further apart and pushes himself into her sex. She cries out much to his delight.

“Mm don’t worry about going slow, just fuck me.” She gasps.

“Gladly ma’am.” He replies smugly.

The bed creaks and groans loudly as if to match volume of their moaning.

This is what you wanted? Hmm to be fucked ragged?” He rasps as he slams himself hard into her body.

“Mm, I’m almost there.” She sighs.

He’s close too, wouldn’t it be nice if they could finish together?

However-

There’s a creaking from his door interrupting their finish.

“I-I’m sorry but you two are very loud, could you be a little quieter?” Comes his daughter’s voice.

“Sweetheart!” Jacob pulls the duvet over to cover himself and Phedra.

“When did you get home?” He asks her.

“About thirty-five minutes ago.” She says giggling. Thankfully she’s being somewhat polite she has a hand covering the side of her face. As to not peep on them.

“Honey... Just go to bed then!” He says agitatedly.

“Okay.” She laughs and shuts the door.

“Sorry about that.” He sighs.

“Heh it’s okay and look she’s home just fine.” Phedra says kissing his forehead.

“Why don’t you stay the night hmm?” He suggests not sure if she’d be willing.

“Thank you I will.” She smiles.

[simplegenius042]

The Years In Hope County (FC5) 👀

The Years In Hope County is my September Prompt fic for Far Cry The Silver Chronicles that I was supposed to finish last or two years ago I think? It's a slice of life character dive/reason to write some fluff and sadness. It canonically takes place before Silva's Hope and the events of FC5 in general. Each chapter goes back and fourth in years in Hope County from different characters POV, and can either be shorter or longer than one another. I already have the official chapter one published on AO3, but given the "A.I stealing content" thing I've made it so only official accounts can read my fics (so that sucks but hey, protection first I guess). Anyway, the perspectives range from my original characters to canon characters. I'm looking to include interactions between characters as well, and certain events we'll never see in canon, like Nick and Kim's wedding (ironically, that chapter is called "Ring Bearer").

...And that's pretty much it.

At the moment I unfortunately don't have any new snippets (after how long chapter one took, I decided to take a short break before tackling chapter two), but Chapter One is on AO3 here and on Wattpad here, so if you're interested in reading you can find it there.

[the-silver-chronicles]

HAPPY NEW YEAR IN 2024! AND ALSO OFFICIAL CHAPTER ONE OF FC5 SEPTEMBER PROMPT COLLECTION FIC IS OFFICIALLY OUT!

Official chapter one of my slice-of-life fic The Years In Hope County, titled "Coffee Smells", can be found on my AO3 account, "SimpleGenius049". I will need to update some things on it tomorrow though but overall I'm proud of the result and of an official installation of Far Cry The Silver Chronicles. Thank you to everyone for your patience as I finally got one thing out.

I might tag some mutuals that I am very grateful for in a reblog tomorrow or the next day, if that's alright here at least, as I don't want them to miss out because the Tumblr system decided to be wonky.

Anywho, the link below is for anyone to read. Enjoy some fluff between my original characters!

Next chapter's focus; Nick Rye enjoying the view.

[ms-rampage]

I think we can all agree this is something that John "I'm so damn extra and dramatic" Seed would do. 🤣🤣🤣

Note: I was originally gonna put Deputy instead of Kate, but I wanted to change it up a bit, but feel free to insert Dep (or your own OC) as you read.

____

*Kate driving down the road*

John Seed (speeds up next to her; with a bullhorn): Pull over!

Kate: John?? *lowers window*

John(through bullhorn): Move to the side of the road!

Kate: Why?!?

John: Pull over! *speeds up*

Kate: What are you- John!

*cuts her off*

Kate (gets out of car angrily): John, what the f**k is your problem?!?!

John(through bullhorn): Shut up woman! Listen to me!

Kate(yelling): Who drives like that?!?!

John(through bullhorn): I love you! And I don't care if Daenerys is not my daughter. I will raise 100 children with 100 of your lovers if it means I can be with you!.

Kate: Can you put that down?!

John(through bullhorn): This expresses how loudly I love you!

Kate: It's too loud

*Gets down on one knee, holding a ring*

John: This is a ring taken from the buttocks of my grandmother, put by there by the Gangster Patriarch of the Coors dynasty melted in a foundry run by mennonites.

Kate: Okay, Yes. Yes, I will!

*They kiss on the side of the road*

Kate: I love you!

John: I love you!

Kate: And I lied to you.

John: What?!?

Kate: Daenerys' is your daughter

John(confused): What? Why would you say that?

Kate: I just needed you to want marry me because you wanted to marry me!

John(excitedly): Get out! I'm a dad!

Kate: You're a dad!

*They kiss again; happiness shit*

[rabbit-in-the-garden]

Can i get some fluff head canons for the Seed family?^^

(Okay I don't know how long this ask has been here- I noticed it on accident so im really sorry if I answered super late!!! Also I was unsure if you sent this to the wrong person and stuff since I didnt really write anywhere that I write headcanons- bUT honestly- I wanted to try it out anyway so thank you! Okay let's start:)

- Joseph Seed

• He's the touchy type and isn't afraid to show it even around his followers.

• He's constantly hugging you, holding your hand and cupping your face.

• Expect lots of cute and innocent kisses, especially forehead kisses!!

• He likes to whisper sweet little things into your ear while he holds you tight.

• "My darling, my angel"

• He feels really lucky to have you, you make him so happy.

• Will kiss your hand and tell you how important you are to him.

• He'll keep you safe and sound, you don't need to worry about a thing.

• Needs to keep his hand intertwined with yours at all times.

- John Seed

• John goes from being overly confident in himself to panicking and not knowing what to do around you.

• His touches in public are more subtle compared to Joseph's

• Sometimes it almost seems as if he's afraid to touch you, thinking he might taint you in some way

• It's hard for him to express his true feelings, but he'll show you one way or another.

• brings you flowers that remind him of you

• If you're sad he'll carefully wrap an arm around you and gently kiss on top of your head, letting you know that you can talk to him if something is bothering you.

• and if that something is a "who" he's ready to murder for you.

- Jacob Seed

• Jacob is not exactly the sweet type, but if you've proven yourself worthy he's gonna keep an eye on you.

• He's very protective.

• If you catch him when he's really tired, there's a big chance he'll be okay with a nice dose of cuddles.

• Might end up falling asleep together.

• If you're still asleep when he wakes up, he'll observe you for a bit and gently pat your head.

• He'll go back to being cold to you as soon as you wake up, even if you're all snuggled up in his bed.

• He thinks you're cute but will never say it.

- Faith Seed

• Flower crowns!!!

• Picnics!!

• She'll hold your hands and slow dance with you.

• She loves to rest her head on your shoulder

• Maybe start humming some tunes just to end up singing out loud with you.

• Likes to bump her nose with yours

• Loves it when you smile and can't help smiling back

• Needs reassurance you won't leave her

• She'll lie on the grass with you and will end up falling asleep resting her head on your belly.

(tried my best, hope you enjoy!)

[ashalle-art]

Quick Sunday sketch of my Deputy Eve Donelle <3

[thedumbdeputy]

❝  you need someone.  let me be that person.  let me be what you need.  ❞ and/or ❝  i was sort’ve hoping you needed me.  is that selfish?  ❞ for which ever ship you think it fits 💕

This is such a good prompt for Jacob and Alex y'all have no idea. This is basically the idea of their relationship.

Someone Like You

Words: 868

TW: None, a little angst, but basically just fluff

Rain taps on the windows of the Veterans Center. A light wind blows and thunder sounds off in the distance. Almost like a warning signal of the storm that is coming increasingly closer to Hope County. Inside a quiet room, Jacob and Alex lay in bed. It’s late in the afternoon but with dangerous conditions coming Jacob, surprisingly, tells his men to take the day off. He knows the deputy won’t be causing any trouble today; he knows because she’s tucked away, half asleep in his arms. He thinks of their situation, it's upsetting that they must be on opposite sides, and he knows she doesn’t want to do it but they’re the same. When they put their heart into something, they stick it out until the end. This war will either end with her, him and his brothers dead, or he prays to some god that they’ll come to a treaty.

He pushes his thoughts away for now. He holds this moment dearly, looking down at his sweet honey, stirring herself awake to be greeted by his relaxed eyes and the slight, but larger than normal, grin on his face. “Mmm…what is it..?” Alex asks him, struggling to get her words out as she yawns and stretches.

“Just you hun, you know… I was sort’ve hoping you needed me. Is that selfish?” As soon as he says it, he realizes she doesn’t agree. Her face changes from a loving swoon to confusion and panic.

“What do you mean by “you needed me?” I need no one, I’m just fine on my own.” Alex gets defensive, she knows that maybe he meant well but something in her head tells her this is dangerous. She loves him, god she loves him so badly but this couldn’t be a thing. It was just fucking, that’s all. “Jake, I don’t think we should do this anymore…if this is how you feel-”

“Stop.” He grabs her arms and holds her where she is. He can see her panic. He doesn’t want to hurt her though. That's the last thing he’d want to do to her now. He needs her, just as much as she needs him, even if she won’t admit it. He knows they’re in a dangerous situation, something they shouldn’t have gotten in the first place. Even Joseph warned him of this, but he didn’t listen, he didn’t believe because who would love him. They’re here now though, and he knows they’ll stick it out to the end. “Please just hear me out..”

His eyes are pleading, she can see that, she can see and feel how his muscles relax when she’s there. She feels it too, she has never felt calmer than with him. When the whole county fears this man, even his own soldiers, sometimes even his own brothers, all she can feel is calm. A breath of fresh air, she is drowning but when he is here. It’s a sign of land, a life raft, he can save her. She knows she can’t be dependent on others, she never should, she never could. She’s only ever been let down by them, but she stays. “Okay…I’ll listen…”

She turns her head in shame, his hands letting go of her arms, as one graces her face and the other lay lose on her leg. Still showing his insecurity that she’ll leave, but enough that if she does he won’t stop her. “I see your doubt, you’re afraid. You don’t want me to let you down, you don’t want me to think of you as weak. I know you, Alex. I hear your questions, and see your doubt…”

He pulls her face closer to his, his scent stronger than before, like smoke and pine woods, with hints of his judges. She sighs as she looks into his piercing blue eyes, the same as hers. Almost like a reflection upon her. “You need someone, let me be that person. Let me be what you need…”

She takes a moment, a pause just a second too long for him to be comfortable. A part of her wants to fight, she can’t get hurt if all they do is fuck around. She can fall any farther if she keeps that distance. He can’t leave her like that, but she pushes it down. She knows that maybe it could be true and that if he really wants her, and only her, they can work through it.

They can solve their problems together. A loud clap of thunder rolls over them, she jolts and scurries into his powerful and warm frame. He leans his head into her and holds her closer.

“I’ve got you, pup, nothing can hurt you with me. I need you just as much as you need me. I’ll be with you for the long run.”

She peeks back up at him, smiling as she stares at his scarred face. His eyelids are low, looking back at her, his rough bear pressing against his skin. “I don’t just need you, Jacob, I want you and only you.”

She lays her head back into his chest, he places a light kiss on top of her head. “I know honey, I want you too.”

[kittycatlukey]

Dating John Seed (The Baptist) Would Include— •You and John would go to a fancy restaurant and eat dinner at least once a week. John insists that after dinner, you two would either go to the mall, eat ice cream, ice-skating, bowling, or something fun

•Him spoiling you 24/7

•Cuddles every single night as you fall asleep in each other's arms

•Watching crime shows/movies all the time

•You always falling asleep on his shoulder

•The Baptist being extremely clingy and possessive

•Going to Joseph's every sermon together

•Passionate kisses, full of lust (The Father would not approve, but what he doesn't know won't kill him😎)

•LOTS OF PDA‼️ I cannot stress this enough🤣 Johnny boy loves public displays of affection. He loves to show off what's his😉 John is forevermore kissing you or holding you in public, but you definitely don't mind at all

•When you want to stay at home, John would try to cook for you but everything, and I mean everything, backfires. Poor John doesn't know how to cook; he tries his best though which is really cute🥺. Then, you have to take over, saving the day after he nearly catches his Ranch on fire and the smoke detectors start going off. One time you even had to get out the fire extinguisher😳

•You would support John and get baptized by him and watch him baptize others for the cult

•When there was a holiday on the way, John would make the Peggies decorate his whole Ranch how you want it

•Many of your arguments didn't last too long, but a few do and you have to walk out to cool off. Immediately when you leave, John's heart sinks and he thinks you're leaving him for good. You would never leave him though. You would come back after a few hours and find him laying in bed, crying in a fetal position. In an instant, your anger would vanish and you would comfort him and cuddle. He would quickly smile and wipe away his tears, not wanting to cry in front of you. After about an hour of talking and giggling, you two would gradually fall asleep, embracing each other, forgetting the argument from earlier

•Bonding with John's siblings and becoming apart of the Seed family:

-You being close to Joseph, feeling like you could talk to him about anything. The Father was like a father to you. He knew you were special from the beginning, keeping a close eye on you before you and John started talking. After all, according to Joseph, it was God's plan for you and the Baptist to be together

-You and Jacob hating each other at first, but slowly learning to get along. Eventually, he was like a big brother to you. You two found out you had a few things in common as well after getting to know each other. He began to respect you more after learning how much you genuinely love John and care for him. Having the oldest Seed sibling respect you is a tough thing to achieve so consider yourself lucky

-You and Faith clicked instantly. She was easy to get along with and was super nice from the start. She was like a little sister to you. Anytime there was a dinner at Joseph's house, she always asked John if you were coming because she wanted to see you. And of course you went everytime. Faith adored you

•John was always romantic and giving you [expensive] presents all the time: for every occasion and for no occasion at all. It's a John thing to show you he loves you. You tell him not to, but he does anyway

•Him always kissing you on the lips. It's his favorite thing about you. They're just so soft and plump

NSFW:

•John being very experienced and always exceeding your sexual needs. He's incredibly attentive to you in bed and cares for you after as well

•John being more of a top but would gladly let you take over occasionally

•Him being insanely kinky and adventurous to try new positions and kinks

•The Baptist enjoys giving and receiving and doesn't prefer one over the other. He loves when your thighs shake while he's giving you head though 😏

[lilwritingraven]

A U D R Y + fluff alphabet xx

Stella you're so cute and I love you. <3

Fluff alphabet here!

A=Activities: what do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Audry absolutely loves to hike and camp and do anything that involves the outdoors. However, she is a people pleaser down to her core, so she'd always opt to do whatever her s/o would want to do. If they're good for her, they'll take into account what she wants as well. If not, well.....

U=Understanding: How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Audry is very good at reading people due to her past, and she makes it a point to know everything about the person she loves. Any slight shift in her s/o's emotion and she'll be right there, if they want her to be of course. If they like to deal in silence, Audry will respect that, even though it kills her not to help in any way she can.

D=Dreams: How do they picture their future with their s/o?

Audry is deeply afraid of thinking about the future. She'd much rather enjoy the here and now, taking every day as it comes. If she had to think about it, she'd probably see 1000 reasons they'd want to leave her.

R=Romance: How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliche or rather creative?

Audry loves romance to a degree. She'd rather spend important quality time together than spend a lot of money. Of course, true to her nature, she'll also follow her s/o wants over her own. John, for example, will shower her in expensive outings. Of course, he'll be happy to have dinner in the woods with their headlights shining on them.

Y=Yearning: How will they cope when missing their partner?

Lottts of dirty pictures, just to make sure they're thinking of her.

[deathvalleyqueen]

I was lucky enough to be able to snag a commission from the lovely @pheedraws​ and she captured my little soft sleepy morning idea so well! I would absolutely recommend Phoebe to anyone looking for some stunning art!! She was a delight to work with on this. I am so grateful for my dear friend @cornfedcryptid​ for helping me be able to get this art and always being the head cheerleader of my ships and writing. 

Please accept this fluffy (and a touch angsty) oneshot that goes with this wholesome art. 

Morning Coffee 

Rating: T - low M

Word Count -  8072

TW: Very brief mention of drug use

I am not someone who normally sleeps in as a rule, but the morning after our first night in the Ranch, Seed Ranch as it is now called I suppose, there was nothing that could have drug me out of bed with the sun. The twins did well enough with the move during the day but by the end of the evening they had let their pure displeasure for all the commotion be well known. They took turns fussing most of the night. Being very careful to take their turns, not being kind enough to give us both of them calm and sleeping at the same time 'til almost four in the morning This was obviously a coordinated effort on their part, even if they were only six weeks old. I had taken the brunt of dealing with the twins throughout the night, letting John try and get some rest as he had been doing the majority of the running in the previous few days. I thought it was the kindest thing to do, but I regretted deeply not being a far more selfish person. As much as the prospect of laying in bed all day was so very appealing to my still mostly asleep self, I knew that if I didn’t start moving soon I wasn’t ever going to. There were babies that probably were up or about to be. Not to mention a whole house that needed put together so we could actually live as comfortably as our new home should allow us to.

As I rolled over, I fully expected to stop halfway, being caught around the waist by a half asleep John. Like he had most mornings for the better part of the last decade. He would pull me back against him and nuzzle the back of my neck, softly asking me to stay with him just a little longer. Something he knew would only end up keeping me in bed for another blissful ten minutes, at least. Yet, on this morning I flopped over on my back to find a cold empty space. Instantly my half asleep brain started to panic. My hand blindly searched on his side of the bed, somehow expecting John to just appear out of thin air. As I pushed myself up, I opened my tired eyes and searched around the dim room. The curtains were still drawn, the bedroom door shut. It was quiet since the twins had come home. Quiet terrified me. I reached towards the end of the bed and pulled on an old lavender sweater that I had worn the night before as my eyes started to search around the room. The twin’s bassinets were at the end of the bed and the bathroom door was closed with the lights off. No sign of anyone inside.

I ran my hands up my face as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes trying to will myself to be more awake than I was capable of at that moment. With a huff I tossed the covers off and instantly regretted it as soon as I remembered it was mid November. While the snow hadn’t started quite yet, there was enough of a chill in the morning the I pulled up my socks as I slipped on my weather old pink bunny slippers. My first thought was ‘check the babies..they are too quiet ’, so to the end of the bed I went. Much to my shock and honestly, a bit of pure terror thrown in there too, I found both of the bassinets empty. The panic that was already there because of John’s absence swelled to the point I could feel my chest begin to grow tighter as the first rush of pure anxiety took me over. “Where...are my babies?” I snapped so not awake enough for any of this.

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[floral-and-fine]

Sweet Sleep

John Seed x reader

Warnings: none

A/n: just a short drabble I wrote for @rusticup. I’m really trying to get out of this writing dry spell. Had to stop myself from adding too much, because there’s no way I’d actually finish it.

Things were rarely quiet with John around. That man loved the sound of his own voice, and could ramble on and on about whatever’s on his mind.

Most of the time, you didn’t mind, he had such a sexy voice that even if you weren’t paying attention to what he was going on about, it was still pleasant to listen to. Not to mention, he was also fun to watch. He would become so animated and full of energy depending on the topic.

But right now John wasn’t making a peep except the gentle sound of his snoring, giving you a chance to admire him.

Your fingers gently moved a few strands of his hair back. You studied how beautiful John was, from the bone structure of his face to his long lashes.

It took quite a while to have this sort of intimacy with John. At the beginning of your relationship, he was always charming and fun to be around. It didn’t take you long to figure out that John was putting up a front.

It’s not that John wasn’t extremely charming or fun, but even he had his bad days. Although, he never showed it.

It was like he had to hide what he was actually feeling and thinking. He didn’t like to show weakness to anyone, and he absolutely didn’t want to appear weak in front of you.

Soon, you began to notice how he’d avoid you or keep you at a distance. The worst cases were the ones where a week or two would go by without a word from him. Anytime, he was going through a rough patch, it was like he would disappear.

During these periods, you would miss him dreadfully. The days before his sudden absence, were just as wonderful as every other day you spent with John. There were never any indicators that he was going through anything.

Eventually, you brought it up to his attention. John denied it, of course. He played it off as your imagination, and kept his usual facade. But you knew there was no way your relationship with him could last without something changing.

It wasn’t until you marched over to the ranch one night, and refused to leave, that he finally opened up a little to you. He reacted full of anger at first, but then broke down. John was so worried that you’d leave him if you ever found out how broken he actually was.

It took several days of reassurance and quality time with him, for him to understand that you weren’t going anywhere.

Your fingers traced the corner of jaw and down his neck. Goosebumps appeared as you reached his collarbone. He squirmed a little in his sleep at the sensation.

When he asked if the two of you could just spend today in bed, there was no way you could refuse. You could see in his face how tired he was. Poor John had dark bags under his eyes. You were just beginning to learn how erratic his sleep schedule is.

He wasn’t up to play the part of John the Baptist or John the Lawyer or John the Yes Man. Right now, he needed to unwind, recuperate and be pampered by you.

Carefully, you kissed his lips. It was a brief chaste kiss, not lasting longer than a second or two.

John stirred slightly, “y/n?” he croaked with his eyes still closed.

“Yeah?”

He smiled at the sound of your voice. “I love you,” he murmured, still half asleep.

“I love you too, John.”

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When Joy Returned

Chapter 12 - Bruises that Bind is up on AO3! We have more memories, shocking reveals, and Joy finally visits John at the Seed Ranch! Please enjoy 🥰

STORY SUMMARY: Born and raised in Hope County, Joy Owens never thought she would return. When she was young, her family moved to the big city, cutting off all ties, and never looking back.

‘It was because of that Seed family,’ the rumor mill whispered.

But, that was a long time ago…a time Joy has trouble recalling and has simply let be.

Now, she has finally achieved the role of Junior Deputy in the city where the large white signs on the hills spell out ‘Hollywood.’ But, when a U.S. Marshal suddenly arrives at the station to drag her back to Hope County, Joy has no choice but to confront the past.

Back to the wilds of Montana, where old wounds had been left to fester, heartache had never healed, and memories once cherished lay forgotten. Joy will soon remember the Seed family; and as she does something reawakens deep within her, a darkness, the reason she had to leave.

Can the secrets that lay hidden in her memories save the Seed Family from themselves or will it tear Joy apart, bringing the Resistance crashing down with her?

(I don’t own the images above/ Credit to model Lidiasavoderova from Deviantart)

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Deputy X Jess, during whatever holiday you wish

Winter in Hope County

Requested by @the-chaos-siblings I hope you like it!!! 😁😁😁

(Gender Neutral) Deputy (Y/n) x Jess Black

Warnings: Fluff

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Winter in Hope County is unbelievably beautiful, the Cult is starting to calm their shit down and take time off from killing people and forcing them off their land. 

But that didn’t mean they weren’t there, it’s the holiday season. Season of mercy and forgiveness. Maybe the Seeds are showing everyone mercy for once. That’s suspicious. 

Deputy Y/n is working at the Hope County jail, it’s been a very slow and quiet shift that Sheriff Whitehorse let you get off early, which is very rare, but you didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity to get off work early. 

You get into your car, and leave the jail property, going to visit your close friend Jess. You two were becoming close, maybe a little too close, and you swear you thought she was gonna kiss you one time. 

Not gonna lie, you like her too but you know deep down you like her more than just a friend. She’s usually the 8-Bit Pizza with all the others or at the Lumber Yard, or the Wolf Den in the Whitetails. 

You drive to the pizza place, when you pull up, you see all your friends there. 

The snow made it somewhat difficult to drive in, slowing you down when you drive up a hill or mountain. 

You enter the bar, and greet everyone. “Hey Nick, Grace, Addie” the 3 Guns For Hire’s you greet upon walking in. 

You see Jess in the back along with Sharky and Hurk Jr. The huntress wasn’t really a people person, she kept a lot to herself but when you two started hanging out she opened up to you and talked about her past. How she was a troublemaker, how she used to deal drugs, get into fights and basically how her life growing up wasn’t proper because of her parents working and moving around a lot. The Cook abducting her parents and killing them in front of her. 

You go to the back to see your friends. “Hey Jess, Sharky, Hurk” you greet them. 

“Hey Dep!” Hurk says, before continuing with whatever he was talking about to the two, “I dunno about no “resurrection” but me and the Monkey God. we’re pretty tight, and I also pray to all of the Baby Jesuses: White baby Jesus, black baby Jesus, and bow and arrow baby Jesus”. 

You look at the other two in confusion, “I have no idea what the fuck we are talking about anymore” Jess says pinching the bridge of her nose. 

After a few minutes of talking you and Jess head out, driving out of the Henbane towards the Whitetails. You drive towards the Lumber yard where you first met her when you liberated the joint, but you also discover a cabin not far from there. 

You have taken her there before, mainly just hanging out. Usually not going any further than cuddling on the couch.

You brought out the softer side of her, she’s usually not mean or anything, to you at least. 

“Damn this snow is getting thicker by the second” she says. Winter in Hope County meant 3-5 feet of snow. 

A blizzard starts to pick, and you try your best to get the truck to the cabin, going into the warmth of the burning lumbar. 

The blizzard made it difficult to see out the windshield but you knew your way around this town. Finally after what felt like 30 minutes you make it to the cabin.

“Fuckin finally” you mutter, relieved. You both step out of the car into the cold Montana blizzard. Nearly blowing your beanie off. You both rush into the cabin, and quickly shut the door behind you. 

“Well that was fun” you chuckle, turning on the light switch only for it not to work. Probably because of the blizzard. 

“I got it” she says, starting up the fireplace. The whole house heats up immediately, warming you both up. 

You take off your jacket, boots and your gun holster. Sit in front of the fire, she does the same and joins you. 

You two always had a great time together, you certainly brought out another side of her. Drinking some hot chocolate (or coffee, or tea) by the fire. 

Music playing softly over the radio, you can thank Wheaty for that, hacking into the radio towers and playing some good music. 

Jess finished her drink before you do, the snow hitting the windows, making it sound like someone is aggressively tapping on the glass. 

Talking, laughing, enjoying each other’s company. A part of you felt like Jess might have feelings for you, but then she could just like you as a best friend that's how it usually is. 

You feel yourself getting sleepy, damn hot chocolate (coffee/tea) is getting to you. You feel yourself starting to drift off, you set your cup on the table next to you. 

To your surprise, Jess cuddles up to you. Your eyes widen in surprise, her rested against your chest. You wrap your arms around her, you know if you tell the others they might not believe you, or Jess might deny it. 

Either way, you enjoy spending time with her, usually around Christmas time you love spending time with her. 

You both drift off to sleep, and like 20 minutes later you shift in your sleep a bit, so you’re laying on your back instead of sitting against the arm of the couch. Thinking she would move the other end of the couch, Jess stays where she is, laying on top of you. Still attached to you, her arms hugging your body. 

You’ll take this anytime with her, and you wrap your arms around her holding her close to you, and you fall asleep on the couch, the fire still lit and warm. 

[farcryfuckmeup]

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!

[umthisisawkward]

Happy Valentine’s Day, Sinners!

This is just a small part of a larger project I’ve been working on, featuring pure Jacob/Female Deputy fluff. This was mostly done out of self-indulgence when I was having an extremely rough day. 

Title: He Won’t Hurt You

Pairing: Jacob Seed x Female Deputy

Rating: T 

Warnings: Mentions of past abuse and coping with past abuse.

He came back to the cabin after a brutal day with the hope that dinner would be ready. It was her day off anyway, and she’d said it was her turn to make dinner, so that’s what he expected. She’d mentioned chili, and as he walked into the small cabin they shared, he didn’t smell anything cooking. A frown creased his face as he glanced around, wondering where she was. Nothing in the kitchen indicated that she’d even gone in there all day. His stomach rumbled as he rested his sniper rifle against the wall, shrugged off his Army jacket and untied his boots. As he stood up, the frown came back. She usually greeted him when he came home. Their cabin had two rooms and the main living area, so she always heard the door creak open on its hinges and meandered out to give him a kiss and a smile. 

“Liv?” he called. 

Had she gone out? Her truck was still parked out front, and there weren't any tracks in the mud that implied she’d gone for a drive. He made his way to the first room, which she used as her writing space, and peered inside. Nothing. Hell, that room looked untouched, too. Everything was the same as it had been in the morning, including the dirty coffee mug that she’d used a few days ago. On her days off, she usually picked up that room because if it got too cluttered, she couldn’t focus.

His heart pounded against his chest as he made his way to the second room, their bedroom. If she wasn't there, he’d have to call his brothers to keep an eye out for her, because it would mean something was wrong. He almost held his breath as he pushed the door open, worried he’d find a perfectly made bed and no Olivia in there at all. But as the door moved out of his vision, he was greeted with a lump in the covers and heard a sniffle from under it.

Shit. 

“Hey,” he said softly as he came over to the bed and sat on his side. 

He touched the lump and heard another sniffle, but didn’t push her to pull the covers down from her face or move closer to him at all. On days like these, he knew that did absolutely no good. So he rested his hand on what he figured was her hip and waited in silence for her to speak up or make any sort of noise that he could interpret to figure out what was wrong. He’d noticed she was a little out of it the past couple days, but she hadn’t had a bad day in months. 

When he got nothing from the lump of covers, he sighed and rubbed his hand up and down gently. “Do you wanna talk about it? Or should I leave you alone for a bit?”

“I didn’t make dinner.” Her voice was so soft that he was shocked he even heard it at all. 

“That’s fine, honey. Don’t worry about that.”

“I didn’t do anything today.” 

Her voice cracked, and he could tell she was about to start sobbing again. He stood, stripped off his shirt and his jeans before he got under his side of the bed. She stayed with her back turned to him, still clad in just the underwear she’d slept in the night before, and he ghosted his fingers over her back. Up and down, up and down, from neck to right above her lower back, occasionally reaching over and around her shoulder. She let out a shaky sigh and he continued, sensing that it was helping her. 

“I’m so sorry, I don’t...I just…”

“Shhh. You don’t need to explain it.”

She turned towards him finally and he saw her puffy red eyes and wet cheeks. “I had a nightmare last night.”

“Shit. You know you can wake me up when that happens, right?” 

His large hand stroked her wet cheeks, and she leaned into the touch with a sigh. It was always her favorite thing, his touch. It could bring her back down to Earth no matter where her mind had gone. 

“I know. I know. I just...it’s so stupid.”

“Was it about him again?”

She could only nod in response and his heart broke. Shit, he wished he could help her. He wanted to pull any and all memory of that prick from her brain so she no longer had to feel these things, or deal with the trauma the guy had instilled in her. He also wanted to break the fucker’s nose, but that was his own way of coping with her pain. 

“I just...I’m so afraid he’s going to find me.”

“He won’t. He’s never going to touch you ever again, honey. I fucking promise that.” 

She whimpered and he pulled her to his chest, desperate to hold her tight and make her feel safe and sound. She sighed against his neck and he placed a kiss on her head. 

“I just kept remembering things today. Things that...I don’t know, I’d forgotten them. And they made me so...fucking angry and sad and just...like this one time, I spent hours putting together a picnic for us, and all he did the whole time was complain. I didn’t bring the right wine, I didn’t cook the deviled eggs enough...and I just...why did I let him hurt me for so long, Jacob? Why?” 

Jacob pressed another kiss to her head. “You got out and you’re safe now. You were strong and you are strong and having bad days is okay.” 

It wasn’t a side that anyone else ever saw - only his brothers knew about Jacob’s protectiveness, the way he would act as a shield against the world when the people he loved needed it the most. For the longest time, he never showed it to someone outside of John and Joseph, afraid that any woman who was with him would see it as a weakness. But the first night he’d spent with Olivia, the first time she saw the violent ways in which his nightmares took over his mind, she hadn’t run away or even flinched. He woke up, she calmed him down with kisses peppered along his face and her fingers dancing over his skin - they didn’t avoid the burns and scars like other women he’d known did, if anything, her fingers worshiped those parts a little more because those were the parts of him that showed his journey to hell and back. 

That night, just a month into casually seeing each other, Liv stayed up with him and listened to him talk about the nightmare. About how he used to take all the beatings for his brothers. Even the story about how he ate Miller in the desert when he was starving. She hadn’t been afraid, she hadn’t gone quiet and then left the next morning. She accepted him, all of him. Even the darkest parts of him that he wished he could cut away with a knife, she took in her hands and kissed and loved.

The man (or boy, in Jacob’s mind. Because anyone who did something like this to the woman he claimed to love was no man in his eyes) who did this to her raised his hand only once, but it didn’t make up for the years and years of manipulation that he put her through, and the fact that he expected her to have sex with him no matter what she was feeling. Thankfully, Olivia’s father had some sense and helped her leave the situation, and called up his old friends from his youth in Hope County. Earl Whitehorse agreed to look after her, and she packed up and moved from New York to Montana, where she knew no one, to be a Junior Deputy with the Sheriff’s Department. 

Since then, Olivia had been instrumental in installing a peace between the Project and the people of Hope County. Joseph listened to her, valued her advice. She even got along with John, which was hard for anyone to do really aside from a few select people. She was good friends with Faith, and had helped her through a lot of her own issues that Jacob didn’t even know about. He loved her for the peacekeeper she was, and he thought she was the strongest goddamn person he’d ever met.

Her memory was shot as the result of repression and her depression, and sometimes she had nightmares that would bring back all the memories her brain had forgotten in order to protect itself. Those were days like this one, where she would feel so many things all at once and Jacob would come home and find her huddled up in bed, or crying in the shower, or sitting on their porch with a cup of tea and her favorite blanket. 

“I’m so sorry,” she whispered.

“For what? Having emotions?”

“I didn’t make dinner.”

“I can make it.”

She let out a little laugh, which caused Jacob to frown. “Yeah, after that mac n’ cheese I think you should take some time away from the kitchen.”

He laughed, too. Her laughter was infectious and he pulled her closer to him, peppering kisses all over her face and arms and anything that he could reach as they laughed together, under the covers, and he wrapped himself around her as if he could keep all the bad thoughts away and protect her forever.

She got up and made some spaghetti after a little while, despite his insistence that she didn’t need to do anything like that. He had some meat that he could grill, but she wrinkled her nose at the idea of elk for a fourth night in a row, so she made an easier dinner and they sat together on the couch and watched TV. He cleaned up the kitchen for her, despite her insistence that she could do it. 

When he came back to the couch, he extended his arm so she could cuddle up to his side and she smiled up at him from her spot on his chest. 

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“For what?”

“Everything.”

Jacob smiled and kissed her forehead.