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booburry · 1 year ago

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Belated WIP Wednesday: Sam Coe/Fem OC

Creativity has been at a low for me lately, haven't written since August or even earlier but MY GOD does Sam Coe know how to inspire. 🤤

Finished the main story line, spent most of my time just talking to Sam and going to sleep to hear his comments that left me with stupid, happy, smiles. I also got inspiration for a story that then transformed into me trying my hand at the classic trope of 'person from our world get transported to new world' and build it into the story of Starfield. Because of this, there are some leniencies I am taking with some canon events. Also there will, of course, be smutty smut later on - we all know our man has the stamina for it (wishing to go for a fourth round...🔥)

A summary, with a bit of the first encounter with Sam in the readmore.

Mallory Harper, an executive assistant at NASA, finds herself catapulted into an unfamiliar future. Stranded in a world where space exploration has thrived, she joins the Constellation Crew on a mission to uncover how she found herself 300 years in the future. Haunted by her past and burdened by a sense of responsibility, Mallory cautiously navigates her new reality with a blend of resilience and curiosity. Alongside Sam Coe, a charismatic former Freestar Ranger, his bright daughter Cora, and the rest of the members of Constellation, Mallory forms deep connections that challenge her to confront her reserved nature and reevaluate her sense of belonging. Together, they embark on a journey that unravels secrets echoing across time and space.

“It’s not right, Sarah.” Mallory heard a man’s voice as she dreamt. She was floating in an endless black sea, surrounded by small, flickering lights. It was peaceful, and the man’s voice only continued to sooth her soul. His voice echoed and reverberated around her, as if encapsulating her in it’s essence. She breathed in the words, finding herself wishing to seek that voice.

“What else were we supposed to do Sam?” A woman’s voice now drifted past her, this one wasn’t as sweet and inviting as the man’s, but it still did not alarm her. It felt guiding, firm but still gentle; parental. “Vasco brought her here sedated, informed us that she was begging him to ‘send her back’. When she came to, she claimed to be from Earth, Sam. An earth not like ours, but that of over 300 years ago.”

Vasco? That was something familiar, something tangible, that pulled her from the black sea that surrounded her. Memories came back to her at the name, and with the words that the woman spoke after.

Ripped from her dream with a flood of visuals—the cave, Hellar and Lin, that large planet in the sky, Vasco flying her on the ship, that metal object—Mallory awoke in a small room that appeared to be quickly rigged for the purpose of a jail cell.

“Jesus…that sounds tough.” Mallory heard the man mutter, the same man she had heard as she was dreaming. “But still, Sarah, you can’t honestly think that keeping her sedated will help with that? If we are meant to understand what is going on, we need to talk to her.”

“We already tried that Sam. We don’t know what we are dealing with here, we can’t be hasty.” Sarah’s tone came with a heavy warning, but she heard the man scoff immediately.

“We also can’t be inhuman.” Sam argued back with a calm sternness. “Go get Barrett back, I can handle this.” As quick as his words came, soft footsteps followed. Mallory forced herself to sit up, still feeling groggy from the, apparent, sedation but she wanted to be alert for whatever Sam intended with his approach.

However, from the small part that she had heard him speak, she wanted to be hopeful that he was going to be kind.

Her smile seemed to catch Sam off guard, as he halted in his steps and awkwardly smiled.

Shortly after she sat up and managed to compose herself as best as she could, Sam rounded the corner. He would best be described as a cowboy, without the southern drawl that she was so used to associating his aesthetic to. Mallory couldn’t help but smile, widely, at a sight that finally reminded her of something normal.

“Uh, hey.” He said to her, as a greeting, immediately bringing Mallory back to being hyper vigilant. Her muscles tensed as her smile quickly faded. Sam stretched out his hands earnestly. “No, I mean you no harm, please. I’m Sam.” He softly introduced himself.

“I heard.” Mallory spoke coldly.

“Ah, so you heard all of that then?” He asked her, guilt vividly present in his expression.

“Who are you people? Why are you sedating me?” Mallory demanded to know of him, bringing an immediate sigh from Sam.

“We’re a group called Constellation, set to seek out the unknown within the charted stars but I have a feeling that means nothing to you.”

“No.” Mallory muttered in defeat, finding her defenses being easily unarmed by Sam’s gentle and honest approach.

“As for the sedation, hey,” he shot up his arms in a sign of surrender, “that wasn’t my call, and not one I ever would have taken.” He paused a moment, watching Mallory before sighing again and adjusting his cowboy hat. “You have to be hungry, let me go, uh, find something that you can eat.” Sam turned around and started to walk away before giving a soft chuckle. “Definitely won’t be what you are used to.” He commented out loud, causing the corners of Mallory’s lips to twitch upward.

There was a calm silence that lingered after Sam left. Mallory felt a significant amount of panic leave her due to the kindness and compassion Sam was showing her. He also seemed to believe her, which made her feel less crazy and more grounded within her reality. She felt herself blush and forcefully curl in her lips as she judged herself for lingering on the thought of how handsome he had also been.

“Is it true?” An eager voice spoke to Mallory, causing her to look up and see a young girl eagerly watching her from the door Sam had only recently walked through. With Mallory’s glance, the girl excitedly walked forward. “Are you really from the past?” She keenly asked.

If it wasn’t for the obvious wonder and spark of curiosity within the child’s gaze, Mallory would have felt like she was being gawked at like a zoo animal. Instead, she just cleared her throat and nodded.

“Mallory.” Cora gripped Mallory’s hand with the same vigor and enthusiasm she exuded before releasing it.

“Woah! That is so cool!” She girl smiled brightly, immediately sticking her hand through the gate. “I’m Cora.” Mallory hesitated a moment before reaching out to grab Cora’s hand.

“What a strange name.” Cora remarked, an absolute bizarre oddity to focus on, at least Mallory thought so, causing the woman to snort as she stifled a laugh.

“My name is the strangest thing about me?” Mallory asked, causing Cora to laugh as well.

“Besides the obvious, yeah.” Mallory hummed in agreement as she leaned back against the wall of her ‘cell’.

“So you believe me then?” She asked Cora, who was quick to answer.

“My dad always tells me that the galaxy is full of endless possibilities, so why couldn’t this also be one?” She asked, curiously.

“Your father seems wise.” Mallory remarked with a smile, finding it slightly odd how calming it was to talk to a child about her situation yet still greatly appreciating the feeling and acceptance. It was already an odd existence she found herself in, so ‘odd’ should be expected.

“I like to think so, myself.” Sam agreed with a restrained smugness as he returned with a plate and a few packages. “I also think I told you,” his gaze narrowed onto Cora, “to leave our guest alone for today. She’s been through enough.” Mallory saw Cora’s shoulders slump slightly, her excitement deflating.

“It’s okay.” Mallory found herself immediately defending the girl’s presence. Sam smiled as Cora returned to her previous enthusiasm.

“Alright then.” Sam nodded to Mallory, perhaps as a gesture of appreciation? She was unsure about that, however what she was sure about was the fact that, for the first time since she found herself in this new time, she felt safe. “She can be a handful sometimes.” Sam remarked with a smirk as he set down the plate on a crate just outside of her cell.

“You know it. I know it. Heck—the whole settled system knows it.” Sam said as he continued to tease his daughter, placing the packages next to the plate. “Don’t worry gumdrop, I still love you for it.” He added sweetly with a glance to his daughter.

“I’m right here.” Cora grumbled, causing Sam to chuckle with amusement.

“Daaaaaad.” Cora groaned as she physically cringed at her father's affectionate words.

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atonalginger · 1 year ago

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Here is something that so far has been a one shot. It's set up in such a way I could go back and forward and flesh it out more but for now it's just this. Starfield AU which changes to canon story beats because with Unity anything is possible!

Warnings: explicit language, light sexual suggestions (like the slightest this isn't spiced), kidnapping mention, missing child, mentions of past violence. Pretty mellow considering its centered around the Key/pirates OC(non-Starfarer) x Delgado Word Count: 3,095

Work-Life Balance

Bella and Delgado struggle to keep work and private life separate as things begin to boil over at the Key.

Just what had she gotten herself into, Bella thought as she walked down the corridor past Jazz’s office window. Jazz looked up from her terminal and waved, a bright smile flashing before going back to her work. Bella waved back and pushed on for the Cherry bomb with little Sophie waiting.

All she had wanted was to make enough creds to ensure Sophie was comfortable. It’s why she took that Argos job. Lin said there’d be desk work for Bella and soon they’d have a base she could bring Sophie along to. Lies. Then Constellation said Sophie would be safe at the Lodge while she worked and while not a flat out lie she didn’t like how they treated her over the situation. Ryujin was promising and the pay as a senior operative was nice but wasn’t the whole point of finding legit work to get away from the jobs that could land her in prison?

So then what was she doing now? What was this? She gave up on the idea of running with the Fleet when she got pregnant with Sophie and yet now she’d docked at the Key at least once a week trading loot and intel for creds. Even bringing her baby girl to the belly of the beast. And for what? Certainly wasn’t for that bastard Ikande. Filthy shark talking out both sides of his mouth, acting like she’s not expendable while forcing her to go undercover with the Fleet. As if threatening to disappear her daughter in the UC foster system wasn’t violent coercion. She thought about going to Fox and Jay but would MAST believe them over Ikande? Would they believe her?

She hugged her self as she waited for a crew to finish unloading their overstuffed crates of goodies. They each smiled and waved at her as well, most calling her Rook but their captain winked and greeted her as Cap Cherise. Not everyone was like this but she noticed those most loyal to Delgado were warm and welcoming to her and Bella couldn’t complain. It was jarring but a nice change compared to her time with the Syndicate.

Delgado. Her mind wandered back to the first real job on Suverov. How Mathis turned on her in the control room as Del opened the hanger bay. The way he threatened Mathis over the intercom before dashing for the surface. She had wondered if it was bravado as she clawed her way into the shuttle and closed the loading bay before Mathis could shoot his way onto ship, leaving the traitor as a peace offering to the creepy crawlies. But no, Delgado was waiting at the docking port when she got back to the Key, personally patched her up as she told him what she found.

She loved the way he looked at her. There was a hunger in his eyes, one that came through in his touch, his kisses, the way he fucked her. Good news or bad, he was always happy to see her. He talked her up to others around the Key. Demanded respect for her when Neava once again popped off at the mouth. She felt safest when in the arms of a man most called a monster. What was she doing? He was dangerous and if it was ever discovered she was docking at the Vigilance? She’d heard the talk about what Delgado did to rats.

Maybe ol’ Benny was right. Maybe she really did have a death wish and was just in denial.

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Bella’s heart stopped when she reached the Cherry Bomb. The door was open wide and she could see the ransacked infirmary inside. How? The door was locked, only people who have the code are Jazz’s team and Bella. She climbed inside and hurried up the ladder. More mess. Every berth looked upside down. Clothes destroyed. And Mister Azure mutilated, hanging from the hatch into the cockpit. She did another pass of the ship, where was Sophie?

“Cherise?” a man’s voice called from the infirmary. Juan Wrecker, one of Del’s personal crew, “You in here? Sammy said you were heading this way.”

“Juan, how did this happen,” she looked down the ladder at him, fighting back tears, “I had it locked and…”

“Del has Jazz looking into that.” Juan motioned for her to climb down, “Me and Seumas are supposed to look for clues here while you head back to command. Del would have come down personally but he’s entertaining a little guest at the moment.”

Bella hopped down to the infirmary, “how’d she get…”

“Del had Mollie looking at the security footage. She said everyone acted like she wasn’t there. Little one also told us that mean men were wrecking your ship and she slipped away while they were busy.” Wrecker gave Bella a pat on her shoulder, “she was shaken up but she’s safe now.”

“I…Thank you…I need to go,” Bella wiped her eyes and hurried off the Cherrybomb.

Seumas called after her as she hustled past and started to sprint, “don’t worry, we’ll find who did this. They’ll pay.”

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The Command station was quiet when Bella hurried in. Mollie was standing over a series of screens and Thrasher was working away at his usual console. Ever since Bella and Jay figured out the Legacy was lost in Bannoc IV and there’d be no retrieval Command had gone quiet. Mollie looked up and batted at chunk of hot pink hair out of her face, “they’re upstairs. Hope its okay, I fed Sophie some Chunks. A cheesesteak chunk and two cosmic red apples. Figured the apples would balance the scale.”

“She ate for you?” Bella’s jaw dropped slightly.

“Well not for me but I grabbed them for her. I saw her eating them while sitting with Del. He took her upstairs, said Thrasher and I were too much.” Mollie laughed, “oh and I already messaged Del and Wrecker, I saw who broke into your ship and Wrecker and the boys should be rounding them up quick.”

“That was fast.” Bella looked up the stairs and saw Sophie and Delgado in the window. He was holding her seated in one arm while they both waved at her. She blinked, shocked. Sophie didn’t like strangers and especially wouldn’t let one pick her up. Hell she barely tolerated her Aunt Jay some days. But there she was, smiling and half hugging Delgado, waving from the conference room. Bella waved back and turned back to Mollie, “who did it?”

“I don’t know him or his crew well, Captain Rusted Nail and some rooks he found. Only thing I know is that name is the most interesting thing about him. Don’t know why but Wrecker will find out. Go on, go hug your baby. I know you must have been scared.”

“Thank you,” Bella said in a quiet voice before hurrying for the stairs.

As soon as she opened the door Sophie ambushed her, hugging her leg tight, “Mama!”

“Sophie!” she leaned down and rubbed her daughter’s back and then slowly knelt down to hug her daughter close, “baby, how’d you get here?”

Sophie talked fast while tugging at her shirt hem and rocking back and forth, tripping over her words, “I ‘member you always saying you gotta go to command so when the mean men started throwing things and banging stuff I slipped away and asked a wobbly guy in red where Command was and he laughed and told me to go to the elevator and slap the top button and then go through the big orange doors and walk straight,” the little girl’s arm suddenly shot out to make a straight line, “until I saw the scrawny man with the red jacket with no sleeves and then go this way, “she swiped her arm away to one side, “and then ride another elevator up and then look for the big glowing table.”

“Wobbly man was one of Jazz’s techs off duty. Jazz is talking to him about maybe next time just walking the kid to Command instead of setting them loose in the Key but he still gave better directions than most.” Delgado joined them kneeling next to Sophie, “Sophie here walked in like she was Gran Jeffe looking for you. Said bad men ruined her nap.”

“They did,” Sophie nodded.

“That was very brave of you,” Bella said as she smoothed her daughter’s hair, “I’m sorry you were alone, baby.”

“S’okay, Mama. You did want me to stay with Auntie Jay.” Sophie hugged her mom. Bella held her close.

“That doesn’t excuse it.” Bella wondered just how badly she was fucking up her kid in this moment. That her five year old was rationalizing this already. Sophie was supposed to be playing at the playground with kids her age, not having to talk to drunken pirates while assholes ransacked her ship.

“Our ships are our safe havens,” Delgado took Bella’s upper arm in his hand and rubbed it with his thumb, “Plenty of the Fleet have their kids aboard to keep them safe. You did nothing wrong; I will see this is dealt with.” There was a fire in his eyes as he finished speaking.

“Mama?” Sophie tugged on Bella’s coat sleeve, “when you were on the Bomb did you see Zur? I forgot to grab him and I’m worried those mean men might have hurt him.”

The sight of Mister Azure, Sophie bright blue trilobite plush her aunt got her, hanging in mutilated pieces from the cockpit hatch hit Bella like a slap to the head. She stared at the big blue eyes staring up at her, struggling to find words.

“They hurt Zur, didn’t they?” Sophie’s voice broke, tears breaking instantly.

“I’m sorry baby.”

“Why?” She wailed, “he’s just a friend!”

“Because they are bad men,” Delgado spoke softly. He leaned in closer and placed a hand on Sophie back, “bad, bad men who are in a lot of trouble with me. I’ll have my guys get your friend and we’ll make sure he gets better, okay?”

“Del…” Bella started.

“I’ll handle it,” he looked up at her then back to her daughter. He wiped tears from Sophie’s cheek and pulled his red scarf from around his neck, “here. You wear this for now. It’ll keep you safe while I go talk to the bad men.”

Sophie’s cries had gone quiet as quick as they’d started and she now held one end of the silk scarf, running her fingers over the swirling patterns painted on it.

Delgado stood up and motioned for Bella to join him at the door. Once they were a few steps from Sophie he took her hand and leaned in, “I don’t know what those concha de su madres think they were doing but they will regret it. I promise you.”

“You’re doing a lot for a Rook who failed you,” Bella looked away to her shoes.

“Fleet comes first. You’re fleet, you come first,” Delgado chuckled and touched her chin with his other hand, lifted her head back up softly, “plus it’s not like you sank the Legacy into Bannoc IV yourself.”

“This is still a lot for a rook, Del. I told you I didn’t want you playing favorites. We’re suppose to be separating work with pleasure, remember?”

“One, you are not a Rook anymore and haven’t been since you successfully brought the Comspike back. No I don’t care what Neava said, I’m the boss not her. Two, those fuckers broke into one of my captain��s ships while docked on the Key and did who knows what to it. I want to know why, I want to know how, and I want to make them pay.”

They stared at one another. The fire in his eyes was intense. She hadn’t seen him this intense since he patched her up months ago. His gaze flickered to her lips and back to her pale green eyes.

Little Sophie voice broke the silence, “Bad men said Neav said look for Evan Dense. I don’t know who that is or why they thought he’d be on the Bomb but they were looking for Dense.”

They both slowly turned to look at the five year old standing near the table. She was looking up at them with a smile.

“Repeat that again, baby?” Bella turned to face her daughter.

“One of the bad men, the one in charge, kept scolding the others and saying Neav said to look for Evan Dense.”

“Evidence?” Bella asked, trying hard to not sound like she was correcting her.

“Yup, do you know who that is?” Sophie asked.

“I do,” Delgado said first, “don’t know why Neava thought he’d be on your Mama’s ship.”

Bella snapped her look back to Delgado and watched as he grinned so proudly. He leaned in and kissed Bella’s cheek and then looked back to Sophie, “I’m going to ask the bad men why they’re looking for Mr. Dense. Thanks for telling us that, sweetheart. You stay here with your mama. I’ll be back soon.”

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Bella paced little circles in the back of Delgado’s private quarters on his ship as he talked. In the next berth Juan, Seumas, and Sophie were playing board games. Bella was spiraling. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen, just that the wind had finally blown and the house of cards was going down around her.

Sophie had been in the conference room with Delgado for nearly forty minutes when Bella finally got back to the Cherry Bomb. In that time Sophie had inadvertently outted her mother as a sysdef mole. Sophie had told Delgado the bad men who trashed the Cherry Bomb reminded her of the mean men who kidnapped her and her Mama in New Atlantis so long ago. She told him how a bully named Ikande made her cry when he wouldn’t let her see her Mama and how he made her Mama do work she didn’t want to do. Bella also learned that apparently Jillian Toft had been checking in on Sophie whenever she was staying with Jay and Sam and tried to get Sophie to talk when she was on the playground. Toft had told Sophie that Ikande and her cared about Sophie very much and they just wanted to help her.

“But Sophie’s a smart girl and knew Jillian was lying through her teeth and refused to talk.” Delgado was watching her pace, “Bella, come on, sit down, you’re going to wear a hole through the hull like that.”

“And somehow Neava figured this out too. And she’s trying to find anything to pass around the Key to rally people to kill me. I’m her latest mistake, it burns her ass that she fucked up and she’s going too…”

“Bella,” He was behind her, his arms now wrapped around her holding her still, “She won’t touch you.”

“I’m a rat.” Bella didn’t move.

“You’re not a rat. Sophie said you were always talking shit about those sharks, not her words, and saying you wouldn’t give them anything useful. And I believe it. You’re loyal.” He kissed her neck.

“Del, do you realize how crazy you sound, trusting a five year old’s word completely. She swore she met a pink miniature giant space frog last week in the park in the Embassy district. Her best friend is a neon green invisible ashta named Roxie.”

“Hey Roxie is cool, I got to meet her earlier when Sophie was eating one of her apples.” Delgado kissed her neck again, “I don’t think Sophie is lying about this. She’s not old enough know to lie about this.”

Bella turned around and looked at him. “What now then? Even without edgelord Rusted Nail finding “Mr. Dense” the rumors are already swirling. Why else are we here and not still on the Key? And how does that make you look, hiding a sysdef mole on your ship?”

He took her face in his hands and kissed her hard. She let out a surprised squeak and stumbled as he walked her back to the wall and pressed her against it. His hands ran down to her hips, one grabbing firm and the other quickly returning to her head, sliding behind and holding her still. “It will be dealt with.”

“You can’t deny everything has been falling to shit since I showed up. I won’t be the only one to notice.”

“Everything had been falling to shit for a while, Bella. Anything you did it a spit in the ocean.” He paused and kissed her again, lingering for a moment and then nibbling on her neck, “It’s why I was so focused on finding Kryx’s Legacy. I thought if I could bring it back to the Key then I could bring back the ideas, the values Kryx set in place when he founded the Fleet. I realized today, when Sophia said Neava gave the order, that those were gone, been gone for a long time. I’m a fool for not seeing the plots before and I’ll figure out what to do next tomorrow. Tonight,” he kissed her lips again, “tonight I just want to rest.”

A cheer in the other room drew their attention. Sophie had won the game and the guys were cheering her on. Bella stared off toward the commotion, “I should have told you sooner.”

“I understand why you didn’t,” Delgado brushed her hair out of her face and kissed her cheek, “forced to walk a tight rope, probably fed all sorts of bullshit from sysdef.”

“I mean yes,” she looked back at him, “I just didn’t know how you’d take it. I don’t know where we stand and I didn’t want to make you feel pressured or…”

“We stand right here,” he tugged at her hip and rested his forehead on hers, “With you at my side we can take on the universe.”

“Didn’t think you the hopeless romantic type, Del,” Bella mused.

He threw back his head and laughed as he stepped away, “I’m the guy who sank millions of credits into finding crumbs about the Legacy hoping it would save a sinking ship.”

“Fair,” Bella looked once more toward the door. Sophie was singing her latest favorite song and Juan was trying to be backup but two off-key singers weren’t making a tune, “What if the ship really sinks?”

“It’s in bad shape but it won’t sink,” Delgado led her back to the couch and pulled her onto his lap as he sat down, “but those are all concerns for tomorrow.”

#starfield #starfield fanfiction #starfield Delgado #oc x delgado #Sorry if the formatting is rough I'm not used to making such big posts #funny thing I don't have an ao3 account so it'll be a bit before I can share anything in a more convenient format #dare I introduce the idea of domestic Delgado?#like the idea of dangerous deadly villain type who just clicks with kids #That cat that won't let anyone fucking touch them or pick them up except that one person

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