#felix millstone x you

[altrodent]

I have been watching/playing a lot of movies/games, and I’ve come to the realization of that there is absolutely zero “character x reader” content for them ANYWHERE… I know what I must do.

Prepare for stories including, but not limited to:

BASEketball: Joe “Coop” Cooper, Doug Remer

The Outer Worlds: Felix Millstone

Encino Man: Link

Bio-Dome: Bud, Doyle

Evil Dead (franchise): Ashley Williams, Pablo Bolivar

And many more💕

(Hopefully)

I will try to make as many as I can, but between school and trying to find inspiration it might take me a while.

Thank you! 😚❤️

[vicarfelix]

At the End of the Day

Felix Millstone x Fem! Reader 

Warnings: Smut.

Word Count: 2.3k

“I’ll always do everything I can to make it back to you guys...to make it back to you.”

“Come on, ADA. Tell me a joke!” Felix persuaded the automated computer inside the navigation room. 

“I am only authorized to take orders from the captain.” She repeated for the third time in her usual monotone robot voice. 

Nyoka, Parvati, Ellie, and Felix had been left on the ship while the captain was out with Vicar Max and SAM. Felix hated being left behind on the ship. There never seemed to be enough to do. Sometimes he’d “redecorate” the kitchen upstairs to occupy his time or maybe even attempt to get Parvati to let him explain the complicated rules of tossball. Unfortunately, everyone left on The Unreliable were busy doing their own activities and chores. This left Felix to his own devices in terms of entertainment. 

The captain had been gone for a couple of days, which wasn’t all that unusual, but the crew tended to worry the longer she was gone. There was no guarantee that she and whoever she took with her would make it back to The Unreliable. He was more than a little concerned now, but he was doing everything he could to not panic. He tried not to be so protective over her. She was a tough woman and independent as hell. But he couldn’t help it. He cared about her too much not to be worried.

So this is how he ended up trying to convince ADA to speak to him for the last ten minutes. He had overheard the captain ask ADA to play music or tell her something funny, so he decided to give it a whirl. He had to hand it to the late Alex Hawthorne...he programmed one stubborn assistant.

“I don’t think she’d mind if you told me just one joke. Please?” He begged. 

After bantering back and forth for a few more beats, ADA responded;

“Okay, Felix. Transmitting a joke,” Felix tensed up with excitement, eager to hear what she’d say; “I used to hate math but then I realized decimals have a point.”

Felix’s brows furrowed. What kind of joke was that? Truth be told, Felix wasn’t always the brightest bulb in the box, but even Max (who tended to be the smartest) would have to think on her punchline for a moment or two. ADA needed some serious work on her stand-up comedy. Not wanting to hurt ADA’s feelings, Felix replied quickly;

“Oh...good one, ADA!” He complimented with a fake cheeriness to his voice.

Before she could detect his lie, the door to the ship opened and closed again, signaling the captain’s return. 

“Welcome back, Captain.” ADA greeted.

A giddy feeling rushed through his body at the sound of three pairs of shuffling feet by the entrance. Felix rushed to the doorway of the navigation room to welcome them back. She was just taking her helmet off of her head, her hair shifting from being tucked inside. Her skin was glistening with the tiniest bit of sweat, giving her whole appearance a certain glow. Felix felt his heart skip a beat upon seeing her so stunning. 

“Beautiful...” He said in a whisper under his breath. 

She could really have him at her mercy. He was crazy about her. He almost felt like crying upon seeing her returned with perfectly good health.

“Good work, SAM and Max. You guys are good for the night.” She praised, dismissing them of any more duty. 

“Thank you, customer!” SAM recited as he walked away behind Max to go clean whatever he felt like cleaning.

She finally looked in Felix’s direction, flashing him an award winning smile. He felt his body get warm as she approached him. 

“Felix,” She began with a warning but amused tone; “Were you harassing ADA again?”

She stood in front of the navigation terminal, ready to get the hell off of Scylla. She hated Scylla. Between the primals, the raptidons, and mauraders, it was not an enjoyable place. She decided to have the ship be en route to Stellar Bay’s landing pad so that she’d be there by morning. 

“I’m a comedy fan! I just wanted her to say something funny...which she sort of did.” He explained. 

She laughed at his antics. For the longest time, Felix was a little spooked by ADA. He didn’t like the idea of the entire ship being controlled by a computer that could do whatever it wanted. Now he never seemed to want to leave ADA alone. The captain exited the room to the lockers just outside, putting away her gear. Felix followed suit and he leaned one arm on the lockers. His dark eyes refused to look away from her, fearing that she’d disappear if he did.

“How were things here? We ended up being gone for longer than I had originally planned.” She spoke.

He was really relieved she was back. He wanted nothing more than to scoop her up and hold her until he was fully sure she wasn’t going anywhere. She had yet to sense his worry melting off with each passing second. She was still winding down from a busy last couple of days herself. 

“Ah, you know. It was the usual. A little boring, but productive.” He claimed. 

She nodded with understanding. She knew how monotonous and bland the ship could get. Cabin fever was ten times worse on a spaceship if they didn’t get out enough. This is why she tried to let everyone tag along with her an even amount, much to Felix’s disappointment. He wanted to go every time she stepped foot off the ship. He believed that he should get extra outside time since he was her boyfriend. As a captain, however, she had to be fair to her crew. So Felix had his days of staying on the ship like everybody else. No matter how much he protested it.

“Good,” She said closing the locker in front of her; “You weren’t too worried that your favorite captain was gone for so long, were you?” 

While she was purely joking, not really thinking he was concerned, he took her question will full seriousness. Honestly, he was about to have a breakdown if she hadn’t returned when she did. 

“Let’s just say I’m glad you’re back, boss.” He said leaning to kiss her. 

She ducked his lips and laughed sheepishly;

“I wouldn’t do that. I’m sweaty and...kind of gross.” She admitted.

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. He had seen and touched way worse. He persisted and kissed her deeply. This was odd. She could feel how desperate he felt. She was beginning to notice something was up.

She went about her nightly routine. She checked the engine room, made sure the rest of the crew was squared away, and tended to any housekeeping things. The entire time she was doing these things, Felix followed like a lost puppy. If she took two steps, he took two steps. If she turned to the left, he turned to the left. He didn’t dare be away from her for longer than a few minutes. If he kept his sights on her, then he was assured that she was safe. 

It had been a long day and the days before it were even longer. She needed a decent night of sleep and just maybe a day off. She had never desired her bunk and a few moments of peace more in her life. By the looks of it, she’d be having an overnight guest. Not that she minded. It was a win-win to snuggle up with her favorite guy and perhaps get caught up on the latest tossball scores. However, based on the way Felix was acting, she was sure he had something else on his mind. 

He was just a step behind her as they trudged up the stairs to the captain’s quarters. His hand was interlaced with hers, something that he didn’t do very often. 

“The bed is going to feel so good,” She stated as the door to her room hissed open; “I’ve never been so happy to see it.”

Felix laughed genuinely;

“I know what you mean. You’ve gotta be exhausted.” 

She let go of his hand to sit on the mattress to unlace her boots and toss them aside. Oh. That simply wouldn’t do. Felix practically ran to the bed himself and sat next to her, the sides of their legs touching. She paused, looking at his nonchalant expression. She raised a brow, because something was seriously up.

“What?” He asked as if he hadn’t been on her tail for the last hour.

“You care to tell me what’s going on?” She asked, leaning forward to rest her forearms on her knees.

Felix thought of denying anything. He didn’t want to admit he had been afraid. But he also didn’t want to lie to her. That wasn’t fair. 

“Boss, I’m gonna be honest. I was real scared while you were gone,” He confessed; “I know sometimes things don’t go as planned, but the longer you were away the more freaked out I got.”

She was a little stunned at this revelation. She didn’t realize how much Felix dreaded her being away and him not being there too. She stayed quiet and listened as he went on;

“A million things were running through my head. What if primals took the three of you down or what if a group of mauraders snuck up on you?” He asked with a shaky voice; “If something happened to you out there and no one was left to come back...I’d never know what happened.” 

Her heart ached at his words. She didn’t want him to concern himself with this. She took this job...or at least she was given this job because she was more than capable. She could handle yourself. Felix did have one valid point. Anything could happen at anytime. 

“Felix, I had no idea you felt that way. If something were to happen, you would know. You don’t have to worry about me.” She said carefully taking his hand into hers.

His calloused fingers stroked her hand, he shook his head;

“Can’t help it. You mean so much to me. I have to worry.” 

He could feel the growing pressure in his throat as he felt tears beginning to make their way to his eyes. He didn’t want to cry and make her feel guilty that he felt this way. It wasn’t her fault. He blinked his eyes rapidly to force the hot tears from spilling down his cheeks.

“Listen to me. Don’t think for a second that I don’t do everything in my power to make it back safely when things get dangerous,” She encouraged sweetly; “I’ll always do everything I can to make it back to you guys...to make it back to you.”

While Felix was beginning to feel comforted by what she was saying, there was still that tug in his chest that kept him feeling worrisome. He couldn’t wait any longer. He kissed her abruptly, the quiver in his lips a testament to his desperation. His hands cupped the sides of her neck to keep her close to him, her lips soft on his. She fell into his frame, knowing how much he needed to feel her physical form.

It wasn’t long after that she was on her back, Felix’s lips were hot on her neck as he left the most tantalizing kisses. He was going much slower than usual. He wanted to take his time with her and really marvel over her. The pressuring ache between her legs was growing rapidly, but she didn’t say anything just yet. she knew he needed this glacier pace. 

She did, however, go ahead and unzip his pants to somewhat get things moving. He did the same, throwing her pants on the floor with her boots. His hand lingered around her heated sex, his finger wrapping around and pulling her underwear down. 

“Felix...” She breathed out, her patience running thin. 

She rested one hand on his right shoulder, her other hand being pinned above her head. His voice was like silk in her ear;

“I know,” He almost whispered; “I got you.”

He finally pushed into her entrance, the most satisfied moan drawing from her lips. She felt her walls take him in as he filled her in the most delicious way. He pulled himself out so sensually, just to push back in again. Every time he felt so good. It was hard not to scream for him to go faster. His head was in the crook of her neck, still leaving a trail of kisses.

“I’m right here,” She said in her most angelic voice; “I’m not going anywhere.” 

His thrusts sped up at her words, a whimper escaping from his chest. He adjusted himself so he’d hit her sensitive spot each time he went back in. He was so grateful that she was here. Safe with him. He returned to a more normal pace, her end approaching quickly as he continued to slam into her.

“Oh Law,” She moaned out, hr legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. 

He knew that was a signal for her high coming up, he thrusted even harder, his own self twitching. Her vision went white for a second as she rode out her climax, Felix’s own finish coming as well. His movements slowed and he collapsed on top of her half naked body. Their breathings were fast and deep as they recovered. She let a hand drag through his hair, stoking his soft tufts of darkness. His head rested on her chest as he listened to her heartbeat, another confirmation that she as fine.

“Felix,” She said after a few moments; “You’re okay. I’m okay.” 

He nodded, kissing her once again.

“Yeah,” He said finally feeling the first sense of real relief; “I know.”

That’s when he knew that things were okay now. She as there in the flesh, alive and well.

That’s all he could ever want.

[clonesupport]

The Vicar's Tiny Dancer

vicar max x f!reader

word count: +3k

warnings: 18+, NSFW, unprotected sex, p in v sex, creampie, exhibitionism, biting, slightest blood mention, a vicar doing very un-vicarly things😌, porn without plot, smut under the cut

a/n: it's here y'all. going undercover as a bijous performer? wearing skimpy clothing and provoking a certain vicar? that mans fucking you behind the curtains? i think so😌 he's hot in this gif, not me listening to my burlesque playlist while writing this, i knew there was a good reason to make it✨

You were in your captains quarters, door close behind you as you stood before your desk holding the article of clothing that consisted of straps of fabric. It was shiny and bold, the costume intimidating you yet at the same time excited you. Your next job needed you to do undercover at Bijous and to say you were nervous was an understatement. Though you were doing your best to keep it at bay, you were still the "stoic captain" of the Unreliable, but you digress. Tonight was the night of the job, and you were excited though also terrified.

Putting on the rather confusing outfit, you eventually manage to get it on. You look yourself over the best you could without a mirror, from what you could see the straps really accentuated your features, your nerves jolt at the thought of really wearing this in public. 'At least I'll be paid..' You put on a long coat, there was no way you were walking around the ship let alone Byzantium in just this ridiculous custume, besides you were starting to get a bit chilly. You left your quarters, gathering Felix and Max, who are to be your makeshift bodyguards, and headed out into the bustling city.

You felt like you had some dirty secret under your coat as you walked through Byzantium, and in a way you really did. You shivered as a breeze blew through your coat, "Who the hell designed these outfits. I can't even consider them clothes, they aren't even covering anything." You grumbled in annoyance, pulling your coat tighter around you as you spoke. Felix laughs at your visible discomfort.

"Oh come on boss, I'm sure you look great. You should get over your fears and walk around the city without the coat, you know, to get the confidence flowing." He teases you, you throw him a halfhearted irritated glance though an amused smirk grows on your face.

"You wish." You retort, turning back ahead of you, keeping your arms crossed tightly around your midsection.

"What do you think Max? Or would that be too 'un-vicarly' of you to watch." Felix pokes at Max who stayed quiet on your other side as the three of you kept walking.

"Very funny Mr. Millstone." Max spoke quietly, voice strained as his eyes stayed glued ahead of him, you notice his somewhat uncomfortable states.

"Lay off him Felix. I brought you along to play a bodyguard so you're going to have to be able to act like one, which means staying quiet." You smile smugly back to Felix next to you who gives you a defeated look but says nothing, pursing his lips in response.

You arrive at the club, entering the grand establishment filled with lights, people, and music. Dancers were up on the stage, patrons mingling and drinking, bartenders keeping busy. This place would be a nice place to visit if you weren't trying to con your way through the establishment to get backstage. "Alright boys, it's showtime." You mumble to Max and Felix on either side of you as you made your way to the guarded doors leading to the backstage halls. You approach the men standing guard next to the backstage access, grabbing their attention as you stepped closer.

You watch the men turn to the three of you, they eye you expectantly, "I need to get back there, my show starts in ten minutes and I still haven't done my hair." You say, motioning to the stage and yourself as you spoke. They followed your motions then looked at each other as if to decide whether to let you in or not.

"Alright, but just you, your men stay out here." One of them say sternly, standing his ground as he spoke. You let out a sigh before continuing.

"Actually I'm gonna need them to come with me, I can't trust the people around here, you know that." You lean in for the last bit, looking around you as if hoping to not let anyone passing by hear. The men look to each other once more, one nodding before the other who had spoken turns back to you.

"Only one." He says in simple words, a clear statement that he would not be changing his mind. 'Well one if better than none.' You thought to yourself. You turn to Max nodding before looking to Felix.

"Stay out here." You tell him, motioning to Max to go in first, "Keep an eye out." You murmur to Felix who gave you a subtle nod before you left, following Max past the doors.

The halls leading to the back were surprisingly empty as the two of you walked through them. You were glad you were able to convince those guards from earlier, you didn't want to have to fight through anyone in the ridiculous outfit you were hiding under your coat. You find the main stage entrance easily, you lead the way, sneaking behind the curtains to the dressing rooms in the back. As the more people you passed, the more evident it became that they found you out of place. You noticed their stares and so did Max, you almost cursed yourself, you knew it was how you looked and you knew the only way to blend in was to reveal your dreaded costume.

You head towards another set of curtains near the end of the stage around the corner, out of view from anyone working back stage and on stage. You sigh before turning back to Max, "Sorry." You apologize meekly in advance before you begin to undo your coat.

You see Max tense slightly, "Of course- I uh, no worries." He stumbles on his words as he watches your movements intently. He watches your hands slowly work to unravel your coat, more and more of your body exposed with every second. Your coat falls from your shoulders, revealing every strap along with every ounce of skin that had been left unclothed by your costume. Max couldn't help but trail his eyes down your figure, every inch of you was exposed, the fabric truly leaving nothing to the imagination. He swallows hard, his eyes glossing over every dip and curve of your body before he snaps them back up to your face.

You noticed him stare and you couldn't really blame him. The costume really showed too much, it was impossible to not look though that didn't stop your cheeks from flushing faintly. His eyes lift back to your eyes in an instant as if he'd caught himself, realizing he was ogling for longer than he should of or if he should at all. You see him open his mouth in an attempt to apologize, though he stammers on his words, his own cheeks tinging pink. "It's fine," you begin, tucking the coat aside on the floor next to the curtain, "I mean you can't really avoid it can you?" You chuckle softly, shifting your eyes away from his as you begin to feel intimidated by his gaze.

"You look good." You hear him speak quietly, almost like he wasn't meant to say it aloud. You look back at him, you notice how his eyes have glazed over as they now travel across your body shamelessly. You could see the way his resolve to stay mostly respectful had began to falter in the way his body relaxed as if lost in a dream. Your blush crept up your neck, drowning in his gaze as you stood practically bare for only his eyes to see. His words of admiration had left your stomach flipping, the way he watched you even more so.

Max took a few steps towards you before he caught himself, stopping in his tracks before snapping his eyes back to yours. "I- My apologies. I don't-.." He fumbled on his words, his own mind conflicting with itself as if trying to decide whether to look away to give you privacy or to keep eye contact to be polite. You found his stammering endearing though you knew the thoughts running through his head, he wasn't too good at hiding them. You couldn't blame him, in his defence you were nearly nude before him.

Slowly growing more comfortable with your situation, you step forward, your own self confidence growing too bold for your own good. "Like I said," you begin, trailing your hand delicately down his chest, "it's alright." You purr lowly, peering up at him through your lashes. He lets out a strangled whine, the last bit of his self control crumbling within your touch.

As if on command of your assurance, Max's hands fly to your waist, grabbing your bare skin before his lips are on yours. His lips move against yours hastily, stepping you back against the curtains as he kissed you roughly. Your back hit the wall that stood behind the curtain, the fabric of the curtain enveloping the two of you as your hands roamed each others bodies. Your shared kiss a mess of lips and tongue, teeth biting flesh, moans and groan swallowed by one another.

Your hands come to cup his face, pulling him impossibly closer as Max pulls your hips to his. He stands between your legs, nudging your centre with his knee eliciting a whimper form your lungs. You grip the collar of his shirt pulling him down to your level as you grind your hips against his thigh. Max's hands are quick to work on his pants, undoing them just enough to free his hardening erection from its constriction. He holds his cock in his hand giving it a few pumps as the other fumbles with your costume, struggling to figure out how to disentangle you from it. "How the fuck does this thing work." His voice is gritted against your lips as he pulls away from your kiss, peering down at your garment.

With an irritated grumble, Max pushes the fabric aside, exposing your cunt to the cool air before he's aligning himself to your entrance. A groan escapes him as he pushes his tip past your folds, pressing his body against yours as his cock slides into your slick cunt. His hand pulls at your neck, bringing your lips back to his as he begins to buck up into you. His grunts are muffled against your lips as he kisses you sloppily, melding his tongue against yours and shallow breaths escape your lungs against his mouth.

Your quiet whimpers are masked by the booming music of the club and the bustling noise of chatter. Moan after moan is pulled from your tongue as Max's drives his cock into your intoxicating pussy, his own pleasure causing him to quicken his pace desperately. You sling one leg around his, tugging him closer as he fucked you up against the curtain. His hand comes down to pull your thigh higher, stepping a leg forward into you with a harsh thrust of his hips causing a moan to rip from your throat. You'd hoped no one had heard but then again this was a burlesque establishment, perhaps this kind of thing happened more often than not.

You throw your arms around his shoulders, squeezing him between your thighs. Max seems to catch on to your indication, his other hand reaching down to hook around the back of your thigh, kissing your deep before he scoops you off the ground. With a mewl you hook your legs properly around his waist, your weight pushing you down all the way down onto his cock, pushing him balls deep into your cunt. The two of you moan in unison, your hands gripping into his hair as Max readjusts himself, shoving you harder into the cushioned wall.

Max pulls his lips away from yours as he pounds his cock mercilessly into your cunt, a throaty groan vibrating in his chest as he works harder and faster. His hands are rough as they grip your thighs, another frustrated groan leaves him before he's stilling his thrusts just enough to move his arms. He makes quick moves to lift of your legs before his arms are hooking under your knees, pulling your legs up to rest at his elbows. Your feet dangle outwards, his hold on your spreading your legs wide as he resumes his quick, rough pace.

Your arms around his shoulders and neck tighten as he pounds into you, the new position allowing him more leverage to fuck you deeper and harder. Your moans and mewls are incomprehensible, a mumbled mess of cries as his cock drives into your abused cunt senselessly. Your sounds are reaching louder and louder with every thrust, Max's mouth coming down to seal over yours as he swallows your moans. He attempts a kiss, "Shh.." He hushes against your lips, pulling back just enough to watch you attempt to stifle another moan, your eyes boring into his with furrowed brows as he continues his thrusts. "Fuck-" Max says breathily with a sharp snap of his hips.

The way you looked as he fucked you, the way you looked at him, the expression on your face, the feeling of you in his arms squeezing around his cock. It was almost all too much. Max bared his teeth, jaw clenched as the pleasure coursed through his body, his balls slapping against your ass and he bounced you on his cock. You felt so vulnerable in his hold, unable to move, unable to go anywhere besides further onto his cock. Max had full control of you in the way he carried you, in the way he fucked you. He had the power to pull you off his cock any moment, or perhaps keep you on forever.

Your grip on his neck tightens once more, clinging to him as he pumped himself fiercely into your numbing cunt. His rough thrusts surely bruising your cervix, who knew if you'd be able to walk once he was done with you but that was an issue for later. Your pussy clenched him with every hit of his tip breaching your womb, the angle of which he held you giving him too much of an advantage to ruin you. With every thrust Max's pubic bone hits your clit, the combination of pleasure from your bundle of nerves and your cunt almost bringing you to tears.

You throw your head back against the wall, your hair surely knotting into a mess against the curtain with every pushing thrust. You stifled your moans the best you could, throat tight, hurting as your mouth hung open from the pleasure. The pleasure builds in you core, every sensation sending you closer to your release. "Law! Fuck, Max!" Your poor excuse of a sentence fell from your lips, one word every thrust as you watched his face contort in bliss.

The sounds of cheer and laughter beyond the curtains filtering out of your senses as Max fucked you into the wall. His hips stutter, cock throbbing and prodding inside your sopping cunt as his glossy eyes rake over your poor state. He could see the way his cock was pumping into your cunt, see the way his cock filled your insides from the surface. A subtle bulge forming where his cock bottomed out inside you with every thrust, your little cunt completely stuffed full of him. The sight sending his mind reeling, he couldn't think straight, the sight and feeling of your too much to bare.

Max falls against you, mouth latches onto your neck as his sloppy thrusts buck into your ravished cunt. His teeth bite into your shoulder, you feel his quick hot breath fan across your skin as he clamps your delicate flesh between his teeth, hard enough to draw blood if he'd wished. Your fingers rake up his hair, gripping and pulling hard as his cock pummels your hole. Your pleasure engulfs you sooner than you expected. You catch yourself, doubling into Max as he fucked you through your orgasm, every thrust hitting your sweet spot, perfectly dragging in and out of your convulsing cunt.

Your clenching edges Max into his release, his choked cry muffled into your skin, his moan guttural and raw in his throat. His orgasm erupting from him in waves of white hot pleasure as he snaps hard shallow thrusts into your cunt with every pump of his cum. Max presses his chest against yours as he empties his balls within your worn pussy, shooting his load into your cunt like it was the last thing he'd do. You mind goes blank, eyes clenched shut as the final waves of your crushing orgasm washes over you. Your grip in his hair loosening as you come down from your high, feeling Max's cock throb within you as he regains control of his breath. Your heartbeats pounding against one another, quickened breaths echoing in each other’s ears.

Max slowly pulls out of you stringing a squeal from your lips as his head pops out of your oversensitive cunt. The pop is wet, a mix of your slick and his cum squelch with the movement making you whimper. He gently slides your garment back over your pussy, placing your legs back down next. As your feet coming back in contact with the ground, his hands hold your waist in caution while you stabilize your wobbling legs. Tucking himself back in his pants, his hands eagerly come back to your sides, brushing your skin gingerly. His lips come to your cheek as your hands fall to his arms holding you, he places a soft peck on your warm skin as he slides your hand into his grasp. He holds your hand delicately, "As we were?" A soft smile creeps to his lips as he steps away from you, hand still holding yours.

You attempt a step forward but your knee buckles, your grip on him tightens. "I might need a minute." Your cheeks flush as you smile sheepishly. Max chuckles, carefully beginning to guide you to an empty dressing room.

"As long as you need." He says, pressing a kiss to your temple.

[captastra]

Our Lazy Sunday

Fandom: The Outer Worlds

Pairing: Female Captain x Felix Millstone

Word Count: 532

Warnings: None

Summary: Rhea figures she finally has a chance to do some chores around the Unreliable, but Felix has other plans.

Day 3 for @flufftober2021 and @fictober-event

tagging: @ghosttownwhispers

Rhea’s room hummed with the sound of the ship as they moved through space. They had just left Byzantium and were headed off to Groundbreaker which afforded them at least a week of relaxation. Or recovering from dealing with a bunch of assholes and corporate slaves as Felix had so kindly put it when they got back on the Unreliable. She let out a chuckle as she thought about that moment. 

With not much to do that day, Rhea decided it was time she finally set about cleaning her room. The constant back and forth between going to town and coming back to the Unreliable made it hard to focus on the day-to-day stuff. 

“Like a messy room,” she said out loud, surveying her room. “This is gonna be a long day, isn’t it?

She started to make work on some of the clothes that had fallen to the side of the bed. But she didn’t get far before she heard the sound of someone entering her room.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Rhea turned to see Felix standing there, some food in his hand and an annoyed expression on his face. 

“I’m cleaning up,” she said, holding up the dirty clothes for him to see. “We’ve been busy all week and the mess has gotten worse. I need…”

“You need to do nothing,” Felix set down the food and walked over to her. “I’ve waited for this chance since the moment you told me we were stuck going to that awful place.” He grabbed the clothes from Rhea’s hands and threw them back on the floor.

“Hey,” Rhea stared in shock. “Felix, I need to...what are you doing?”

Without a word, Felix had scooped Rhea up into his arms. “What I’m doing,” he said as he smiled at her surprised expression, “Is forcing you to actually take a day off. No work, no cleaning, no nothin’. What was it that you called these days, a lazy...uh.”

“Sunday,” Rhea offered. Felix had done this enough times that she accepted he wouldn’t let her down until he was ready to. “It’s called a lazy Sunday.”

“And what do you do on one of these days,” Felix prodded her, never losing his lopsided grin.

“You do nothing but relax and whatever else you do for fun,” Rhea admitted, ignoring the heat that was rising up her face. “I know Felix but..”

“No buts,” Felix smiled, “Well except yours. I like yours a lot.” Rhea rolled her eyes but smiled. “Yes, we are going to have a fun and relaxing day. The both of us.”

“Felix,” Rhea began but stopped when Felix gave her a look. “Fine, can you at least put me down?”

“Only if you promise to not do anything today but relax and spend time with me,” Felix said, holding her tight to his chest. 

“Ok, I promise,” Rhea said, leaning forward until they were close enough to kiss. “I promise, to spend all day doing nothing, except spending time with you.” She brushed her lips against his, loving that he followed her as she pulled away. “In bed, I’m guessing?”

“Yeah,” Felix said breathlessly. “You got that right.”

[crybabyhyuk]

confiteor ; lee felix

Pairing: nonidol!felix x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: 18+ material, religious desecration/sacrilege, implied corruption kink, religious guilt, explicit mentions of biblical text + Catholic liturgy.

A Word from the Author: hi everyone! I am so excited to finally be back to posting. Some of you may know me from @ourladyofseijoh​, but this is my first official work on this blog :’) this is an old piece I wrote for kinktober 2020 that never got published. I am super excited to be writing again and I hope you guys enjoy :’)

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Felix is a good boy. He says his Hail Mary’s when told to, he sits in his pew every Sunday, and he walks the straight and narrow. He knows he isn’t perfect, no one could ever be, but he tries his best. Despite his lashing tongue and his judgmental heart, he is a good boy.  Felix knows this is wrong. There is no way to avoid it. No matter how many deluded lies he paints to himself, this is wrong. He shouldn’t be entangled with you, so soft and innocent, staring up at him like he builds the world with his own two hands. Somehow, he finds himself falling into temptation. You look so soft, laying under him on your pure white sheets, the picture of chastity and virtue. 

I confess to Almighty God, and to you, my brothers and sisters...

The desire to feel the flesh of another is almost carnal. When the feeling takes, it devours the mind of its rational and sinks its teeth into you with such enthusiasm that it burns. Felix can’t pinpoint where this urge comes from, maybe some part deep in his instincts, beyond his control. Despite his baptism, perhaps it is the original sin still coursing through his veins. Or, maybe he is weak, crumbling to the hands of desire, entangled in the lust, suffocating in the warm aura of your body. Part of him feels guilty, ashamed of the shivers that ravage down his spine at your soft moans. It is impossibly hot in this room (when did it get so hot), and his head is thumping, the blood rushing out of his brain and straight down to his cock. 

That I have gravely sinned. 

Your eyes are watery, lips blooming open, breathing heavy and ragged. You mess with the buttons of his shirt, the soft white fabric feeling like heaven under your fingers. He lets you fumble with them, popping each off with a satisfying sound, exposing his tanned skin to your hungry eyes. “Lix,” you whine, voice soft and achy. “Please, please touch me.” He observes your form beneath him, top completely exposed, leaving just your small skirt and panties on. He reaches a hand into your hair, feeling it beneath his fingers. He gives a light tug and feels his breath tighten at the moan you let out. “You’re so sensitive,” he whispers, mostly to himself. He gulps as his hand falls lower, brushing across your face, feeling your skin burning up under his fingertips. 

In my thoughts and in my words…

He squeezes your face softly, testing the waters. When he pinches it hard, you gasp. Something deluded inside of him is satiated at your groans of pain, filling him with a sadistic pleasure that makes him shake. He lets his thumb caress your lips softly before plunging behind them to your eagerly waiting mouth. Your tongue swirls around him, looking at him with exaltation, making him an idol in your little paradise. He removes his thumb, letting your slobber dribble out of your mouth and onto your jaw. You look so stainless, even as your innocence is slipping away from beneath you. His hands trace down, brushing from your jaw to your neck, before wrapping his fingers around your pretty little throat. He can feel your pulse pounding against his hand, a mixture of fear and excitement painted in your pupils. “P-please,” you choke out, drooling like a stupid little puppy at the lack of oxygen flowing to your brain. 

In what I have done, and what I have failed to do…

His culpability weighs on him heavily. He can’t help but think to the Savior’s command, “but whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to stumble, it would be better for him to have a heavy millstone hung around his neck, and to be drowned in the depth of the sea.” He seals his fate as he removes his hand from your neck, bringing his mouth down to it. He lets his tongue lick and suck your soft flesh, gnashing his teeth into your collarbones as he works his way down. Each tender mewl pulls from your mouth with ease, a choir of heavenly sighs filling the confines of your bedroom. He reaches your breast, glancing through his messy hair to look at your expression.

Through my fault, through my fault…

He brings his mouth to your roused nipple, spurred on by each gentle sob at the flick of his tongue. Your hands tangle in his hair, yanking at the locks with reckless ardor. There are plenty of words to describe the way you feel beneath him, but he can only think of heaven. He always had a mind bound for the Kingdom, but somehow he feels the flame licking his heels. He moves to the give the other breast the same treatment, sucking up each whiney pant leaving your lips. Your thighs rub together in expectation, your essence drenching through the silky fabric. The feeling of his mouth against your chest is almost so pleasurable that it pains you, the transgressions of your pleasure almost forgotten with the flick of his tongue. He lets his mouth free with a satisfying pop, smiling up at you through his dark lashes. 

Through my most grievous fault.

“Should I stop?” He whispers, voice filled with trepidation. As much as his guilt rocks through his body, Felix knows he could never stop now. The Garden of Eden must pale in comparison to the landscapes of your body, the Forbidden Fruit a mere rotten apple to the one lamenting out his name. The words leave your lips before you can think them, “Never stop.” Just as Jesus listens to the ordination of a Virgin, Felix complies with your words. He continues to kiss down your body, reaching the waistband of your skirt. Each time his lips touch your skin, you shiver the feeling, every nerve in your body alive and well. 

Therefore I ask the Blessed Mary Ever-Virgin…

You had heard about the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth, that the body of believers was the closest you would ever get. Maybe you hadn’t known that in full until his hands are pulling down your skirt, exposing your soaked panties into full view before him. How amazing must it feel to be reunited with your Creator if his tongue gliding along the fabric feels like ecstasy? Is this what paradise feels like? You want to contemplate more on the mystery of faith, but you are distracted by the feeling of Felix’s tongue working through your panties. You grip the sheets, letting a ramble of his name fall off your tongue like a prayer.

All the Angels and Saints….

He reaches down, hooking his fingers through the fabric and pulling down with an agonizing pace. Each touch against your skin dithers your composure more, pulling you further and further into a delirium of pleasure. When he finally spreads your legs apart, you wait for the years of humiliation and shame to overflow your senses. The Catholic guilt burned into your very being should be all you can think about, but your body is overtaken by the feeling of his tongue diving between your folds. Your body is so uncorrupted, all the new sensations making you twinge in sensitivity. His tongue explores your stainless cunt, claiming the flesh all for his own. 

And you, my brothers and sisters….

The feeling of Felix’s tongue ravaging your cunt is enough to push you close to the edge, dancing on the edge of pure bliss. He swirls his tongue around your little clit, making you jerk against his face. He works between your legs as if he is oppressively thirsty, desperate for the living water. As the coil building up in your core threatens to snap, you reach a wanton hand out, desperately to feel something to hold you to gravity. His hand finds yours, locking fingers in an iron grip before your orgasm finally crashed over you. The pleasure radiating over every inch of your body travels in waves, brain melting into a beatitude that leaves you numb. He stops when you begin to jerk away from his touch, agonizingly sensitive in his hands.

To pray for me, to the Lord our God.

As you lay next to him, melted in a puddle of bliss, Felix’s eyes drift to the Crucifix hanging on the wall above your bed. The initial feelings of apprehension are returning, suffocating him with guilt of his actions. The weight of your corruption finds itself comfortably on his shoulders, settling into his bones and moving into his consciousness. He stares up at the ceiling, crucified with shame and guilt. 

I confess to Almighty God...

Thank you so much for checking out my post :’) I am so excited to be writing again and I really loved this piece. feedback is always appreciated!

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Sfw abc thing for Felix Millstone

Sorry this took a while, a lot has been going on, but I’m in a better place physically and mentally to start writing again!

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?) Felix loves your fiery attitude and your drive to do what's right despite the repercussions.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?) Felix is currently too much of a child himself, but in future he would make a great father.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?) Oh good Law, his limbs are everywhere, he snores when he falls asleep and he's very clingy so there's no escape.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?) They're adventurous and fun, usually ending up with a couple bruises, but Felix is very active, the least he'll want to do is go for a walk somewhere.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)) Boss, other half, conscience.

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?) The moment you asserted yourself and didn't allow anyone to push you around no matter their rank, it was heart eyes for him.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?) Felix is gentle in everything he does with you; helping you up the ramp to the ship, keeping you away from danger, hell sometimes he'll brush your hair or just massage your scalp. Lots of physical affection, and his voice calms, too.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?) He always likes to hold your hand no matter what, but most of the time his hands end up sweaty so he tries to refrain.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?) He thought you were good-looking, first thing's first, but when you start showing your colors, it intrigues him further, thinks you're pretty cool and asks to join your crew.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?) He's confident in your relationship, but that doesn't stop the feeling that creeps up his spine when someone hits on you.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?) He did, in a very dramatic way; either he saved your life, or you both conquered a band of marauders. He dips you and everything.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?) Felix does, when he's exhausted and you're removing your armor to settle in for the travel to the next planet, and he clarifies that he meant it the next day.

M = Memory (What’s their favorite memory together?) He can't decide! He loves all of them with you, but internally it's every time you showed someone who the boss really was. He goes weak in the knees just thinking about it.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?) He tries, but it's not easy when you only make bits off of sold items from the stupid system, so most if not all things he gives you are found or made by him.

O = Orange (What color reminds them of their other half?) If you've told him your favorite color, he can't help but be reminded of you when he sees it. Suddenly it seems like it's everywhere, and he doesn't mind.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?) Any he comes up with on the fly. Babe, sweetheart, doll, boss, all are fair game to him.

Q = Quaint (What is their favorite non-modern thing?) He really enjoys hearing about life on earth and pre-colony life.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?) He's the type that enjoys playing in it; whether you join him or not doesn't matter to him, he's doing it anyways.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?) He's a good listener, but if you want him to kill that guy for you, he will.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?) He really enjoys debating, even if it gets heated. He really enjoys talking about his serials, too, but if you're not into them, he'll go chat with Parvati instead.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?) Putting a serial on, or just taking a nap. He's very energetic, so it's rare when he does relax other than to sleep.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?) His moves, of course! He's always calling out "Hey boss, watch this!" "Babe, did you see that? No? Want me to do it again?"

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?) Felix doesn't believe in marriage, why do you need to make it a big deal? You're already together, time will tell everyone just how strong your bond is! If you really want one, he'll relent, but he wants to keep it small, but he never really proposes. It makes him nervous and just isn't his thing.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?) He doesn't really... Have one? The only music anyone hears are corporate jingles, never any real music, and nobody's seen an instrument in decades.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?) Nope, he'd rather spend all his time with you, let it all speak for itself when someone asks how long you've been together, and he hates the whole idea of ownership on either side. He doesn't own you, nor do you him.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?) Probably a Sprat. They're small, cute, excitable and also manageable. Either that, or a Canid.

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"Fluffy February" - Day Three

The Outerworlds

Felix Millstone X Captain Dottie

Summary: Felix has never left the Groundbreaker, but now he's on a new ship with a new Captain. And she is ready to travel all over the system, and not only is she traveling the system in a cool ship with a dark past, she's traveling with him. After time on the ship, the first place he goes to is Roseway with the Captain along with her annoying Vicar friend, and Felix has seen nothing like it.

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The Unreliable.

This was his new home, and by the way, this home has so much food. So much food. He still couldn't even process how they needed this much food for five people! He was standing infront of the fridge, door swung open, rummaging through the endless supply of food. The Captain gave him a bunch of Rizzos that she bought on Groundbreaker for him, and he had eaten all of it. Now, he wanted something salty, an actual meal.

The cabinets!

He might as well lunged to the cabinets and began digging. While doing so he didn't realize he was being examined by his Captain, and soon he came back with expensive whiskey. It had been hidden far in the back out of view and had Max scrawled out on the side. Felix smirked to himself.

"I can't tell if your hungry, or looking to get roaring drunk," she chuckled a bit, and Felix whipped around in embarrassment.

"Hey, Boss! Erm, what's up?" Felix said, while putting the whiskey back in shame.

"Hey, get that back out. I want some too," she smiled, walking to the fridge.

She was beautiful, and Felix was embarrassed for acting like an animal.

"Honey, don't let me stop you! I came to eat too, ya' know."

Felix turned red all over. He had never been called honey before, and it left him all flustered as he fumbled to retrieve the whiskey from the cabinet. He managed to grab it and close the cabinet door with his leg when he stood up. She smiled bringing glasses whilst setting down things to make food on the burner. Felix watched her long bare legs as she walked towards him. He heard the glasses clink on the table, and it brought him out of the trance he was in.

Stop being so obvious!

He wanted to shrink away, as he watched her strong arms move when she grabbed a pan off a rack. He had never had been cooked for, especially for free, and by a girl! Especially a girl!

Woman Felix, she's a woman, man!

He watched her begin to make something he had never had before.

"You like spicy stuff, Felix?" She asked him, and he perked up nervously.

"Yeah! I do. What erm about you, Boss?" Felix replied, and she laughed at him.

"Why are you so nervous, Millstone?"

"I am not!"

She shook her head, "Felix, did you see the game with Rizzos Rangers this evening?"

"Oh yeah! It was a great game, Boss! You like the Rangers, Boss?" Felix asked, his nervousness went away.

"Oh, I love them! They are a really good team! My favorite! I love the thirty-fifth back!" She smiled, and he poured himself some whiskey.

She was to perfect.. the perfect woman. She loves Rizzos Rangers, is super strong, and-.

"Pour me a glass, will you?" She asked, peeking back at him with her green eyes.

They are Auntie Cleo green...

"Sure, Boss."

"Come on, don't call me that. Call me, Dot."

"Okay."

Dot.

Felix awoke in his bunk with a headache along with a loud rap on his door.

"Open this door right now!"

The Vicar.

"Go get spaced, I'm sleeping!" Felix yelled back, and he rolled over to the window.

"Ada! I request you open this door! Now!"

"I cannot, Vicar. It violates the crewmate Felix's privacy. On another note, I will not tolerate disrespect from the likes of you, Vicar."

He cussed loudly, stomping down the hall. He made his way down the stairs to the Captain's Quarters, where he tried to compose himself enough to call for the Captain to sort out this mess.

"Captain!"

No response.

"Captain!"

Silence.

"Captain! I would like to speak with you!"

The door whooshed open where a very angry looking Captain stood. She wore nothing but a shorts and a odd top that ended far above her stomach.

"Captain! Make yourself presentable first!" Max scolded, all while red eared.

"This is what your getting for rudely tearing me from bed, Vicar. Now what is it?" She growled, and he tried to keep eye contact.

"What is that...that top?"

Please put a top on...

"It's called a sports bra. Spit out what you want. Now."

"Felix has taken one if my belongings, Captain," Max stated, and she rolled her eyes.

"Yeah. We both drank it. I will get you more. What are you even doing trying to drink this early? Or are you filling up that vial of yours?" She spoke, and he glared at her.

"That vial holds no such thing. You are mistaken, Captain."

"Yeah? Well, tell me what I took a big swig of then?"

Silence.

"Exactly, Vicar," she spoke, and then the door shut in his face.

Well played, Captain. I'll have to hide my spirits somewhere else...

Felix was excited. The Captain was going to Roseway now, and he couldn't wait. He had never been anywhere but Groundbreaker. He finished pulling his red sleeves on and began zipping it up while looking in the mirror. He looked at his wet hair through the steam in the mirror.

The water pressure is good here! And the water is warm! Not like that cold crap on the Groundbreaker!

He picked up his bracelet and slid it on his wrist, and then looked at all the toothbrushes in the cup on the sink.

Which one is mine? Do I use...um...do I have one? I lost mine when I moved in so, uh.

A knock erupted from the door, and he opened it, to reveal the Captian.

"I got you a new toothbrush. It's red, like your clothing," she spoke quietly, and he noticed she looked flustered.

"Aw thanks! What happened to my other one?" Felix asked, and she laughed nervously.

"I saw that it was...really old...and uh...well, I threw it out. It looked like it was really old. Sorry," she mumbled, and he smiled.

"Nah! That's fine! I just couldn't get a new one. Didn't have much money. Thanks, B-Dottie!" He smiled, and it was that boy-ish, cute smile he had.

She smiled and he closed the door when she left. He began brushing his teeth with joy.

This toothbrush is stiff...

He forgot what a new brush felt like. He'd only ever had one. The harsh bristles of the brush glided across his teeth as he though of his new serial-worthy Captain.

She's pretty, and looks like she could break my arm. Which is attractive too. I wonder if she is been everywhere. She seems like it. She has pretty eyes. A nice green. They have a look to them. I bet she's a good fighter and not some board lackey. Yeah! A rebel like me! That makes her even more hot!

Felix realized he had brushed his teeth until they bled, and quickly spat it all out of his mouth.

Oh no! Is this bad? Maybe I should see Ellie? Man, what does this mean? Crap! She probably is asleep! I'll go see the Captain.

Quickly Felix rushed out the door to see the Captain, where he spotted her heading down the stairs. He tapped her shoulder while spewing her name in panic.

"I brushed my teeth and now I'm bleeding!" He cried, and then she burst out laughing.

"Felix that's when you brush your teeth to hard! Your fine!"

"Oh."

He felt embarrassed and looked at his feet. The laughing ceased, and she put her hand on his forearm making him look at her.

"Don't feel bad! It's okay, Felix. I am glad you trust me to diagnose you!" She smiled sweetly, and footsteps came from behind.

"I came for my armor Captain," a voice that sounded an awful lot like a blood-boiling, loathing Vicar.

"Wait. He's coming?" Felix asked, and she sighed.

"You two are going to have to get along. I mean it. So, you'll get to bond over the mysterious Roseway mission," Dottie sighed, and Felix huffed.

He noticed some lockers up against the wall. Six to be exact. Dottie opens a door and began slipping armor on over her clothes.

"Your armor is in a locker over there, Felix," she pointed at the locker on the end.

"Has Ms. Fenhill expressed her concerns to you, Captain?" Max asked, and the Captain looked at him.

"Yes. She thinks it quote, this Roseway business smells, unquote. Do you have anything to say, Vicar?" Dottie asked slipping on her boots.

"I believe we should proceed with caution. This could very well be a trap," Max spoke, and Felix noticed Max's eyes linger a bit on Dottie.

Back off Vicar. She doesn't like you, man. Ew. Who would?

Felix pulled on his final armor piece besides his helmet and glanced back at Dottie, who now had her helmet on.

"Ready to go?" She asked him, and he nodded with an ear-to-ear grin.

This made her smile. She liked he's boy-ish smiles and light filled eyes. He was a dreamy, silly boy that makes her laugh. He proved that last night as they exchanged jokes over whiskey and spicy casserole.

Soon enough, they walked outside the ship. Felix's eyes squinted as the bright light outside hit his eyes, and the fresh air invaded his nose. Glancing around Felix saw beautiful plant life around him that was foreign to him.

Pictures and serials didn't do the outside world justice!

"Felix? Honey? Are you alright?"

He hasn't noticed the tears going down his face, and he grew embarrassed trying swipe them away.

"You've never been off Groundbreaker?" The Vicar asked.

"No. He hasn't. Hey, we can go anywhere you want, Felix! And here, let me show you something," Dottie spoke soft and timid, reaching into her pack.

She pulled out a journal, and opened it while leaning to show him.

"It can be our project. I've been putting different flowers and ferns and such inside from each planet. To remember things and stuff. I've been writing what I can that I know about them. We both can do it!" She smiled at him, and he looked at her pretty handwriting and plants smashed into the pages within the journal.

"Yeah, Dot! Can I sign it? Read the other pages?" He asked excited, while wiping some tears away.

"Duh! Your family now! You can write your name in it!"

His heart grew warm. He smiled and almost started crying, but held it back (he couldn't afford for that insufferable Vicar to see him like that again).

"Now," she began, slipping the book in her bag, "let's go!"

Family.

His heart was pounding with joy at the thought. If a family was a Captain who could break his arm, a pirate sawbones, a sweet mechanic, and a grumpy "Vicar" (that didn't really count)...well, this was a interesting family for sure.

And he didn't want it any other way, because life wasnt dull anymore, and now he had a purpose. He could go anywhere he wanted, no longer being shacked to the Groundbreaker by poverty.

And most of all...

I've got a family!

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[fandomanxiety-library]

"Fluffy February" - Day Three

The Outer Worlds

Felix Millstone X Captain Dottie

Summary: Felix has never left the Groundbreaker, but now he's on a new ship with a new Captain. And she is ready to travel all over the system, and not only is she traveling the system in a cool ship with a dark past, she's traveling with him. After time on the ship, the first place he goes to is Roseway with the Captain along with her annoying Vicar friend, and Felix has seen nothing like it.

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The Unreliable.

This was his new home, and by the way, this home has so much food. So much food. He still couldn't even process how they needed this much food for five people! He was standing infront of the fridge, door swung open, rummaging through the endless supply of food. The Captain gave him a bunch of Rizzos that she bought on Groundbreaker for him, and he had eaten all of it. Now, he wanted something salty, an actual meal.

The cabinets!

He might as well lunged to the cabinets and began digging. While doing so he didn't realize he was being examined by his Captain, and soon he came back with expensive whiskey. It had been hidden far in the back out of view and had Max scrawled out on the side. Felix smirked to himself.

"I can't tell if your hungry, or looking to get roaring drunk," she chuckled a bit, and Felix whipped around in embarrassment.

"Hey, Boss! Erm, what's up?" Felix said, while putting the whiskey back in shame.

"Hey, get that back out. I want some too," she smiled, walking to the fridge.

She was beautiful, and Felix was embarrassed for acting like an animal.

"Honey, don't let me stop you! I came to eat too, ya' know."

Felix turned red all over. He had never been called honey before, and it left him all flustered as he fumbled to retrieve the whiskey from the cabinet. He managed to grab it and close the cabinet door with his leg when he stood up. She smiled bringing glasses whilst setting down things to make food on the burner. Felix watched her long bare legs as she walked towards him. He heard the glasses clink on the table, and it brought him out of the trance he was in.

Stop being so obvious!

He wanted to shrink away, as he watched her strong arms move when she grabbed a pan off a rack. He had never had been cooked for, especially for free, and by a girl! Especially a girl!

Woman Felix, she's a woman, man!

He watched her begin to make something he had never had before.

"You like spicy stuff, Felix?" She asked him, and he perked up nervously.

"Yeah! I do. What erm about you, Boss?" Felix replied, and she laughed at him.

"Why are you so nervous, Millstone?"

"I am not!"

She shook her head, "Felix, did you see the game with Rizzos Rangers this evening?"

"Oh yeah! It was a great game, Boss! You like the Rangers, Boss?" Felix asked, his nervousness went away.

"Oh, I love them! They are a really good team! My favorite! I love the thirty-fifth back!" She smiled, and he poured himself some whiskey.

She is to perfect.. the perfect woman. She loves Rizzos Rangers, is super strong, and-.

"Pour me a glass, will you?" She asked, peeking back at him with her green eyes.

They are Auntie Cleo green...

"Sure, Boss."

"Come on, don't call me that. Call me, Dot."

"Okay."

Dot.

Felix awoke in his bunk with a headache along with a loud rap on his door.

"Open this door right now!"

The Vicar.

"Go get spaced, I'm sleeping!" Felix yelled back, and he rolled over to the window.

"Ada! I request you open this door! Now!"

"I cannot, Vicar. It violates the crewmate Felix's privacy. On another note, I will not tolerate disrespect from the likes of you, Vicar."

He cussed loudly, stomping down the hall. He made his way down the stairs to the Captain's Quarters, where he tried to compose himself enough to call for the Captain to sort out this mess.

"Captain!"

No response.

"Captain!"

Silence.

"Captain! I would like to speak with you!"

The door whooshed open where a very angry looking Captain stood. She wore nothing but a shorts and a odd top that ended far above her stomach.

"Captain! Make yourself presentable first!" Max scolded, all while red eared.

"This is what your getting for rudely tearing me from bed, Vicar. Now what is it?" She growled, and he tried to keep eye contact.

"What is that...that top?"

Please put a top on...

"It's called a sports bra. Spit out what you want. Now."

"Felix has taken one if my belongings, Captain," Max stated, and she rolled her eyes.

"Yeah. We both drank it. I will get you more. What are you even doing trying to drink this early? Or are you filling up that vial of yours?" She spoke, and he glared at her.

"That vial holds no such thing. You are mistaken, Captain."

"Yeah? Well, tell me what I took a big swig of then?"

Silence.

"Exactly, Vicar," she spoke, and then the door shut in his face.

Well played, Captain. I'll have to hide my spirits somewhere else...

Felix was excited. The Captain was going to Roseway now, and he couldn't wait. He had never been anywhere but Groundbreaker. He finished pulling his red sleeves on and began zipping it up while looking in the mirror. He looked at his wet hair through the steam in the mirror.

The water pressure is good here! And the water is warm! Not like that cold crap on the Groundbreaker!

He picked up his bracelet and slid it on his wrist, and then looked at all the toothbrushes in the cup on the sink.

Which one is mine? Do I use...um...do I have one? I lost mine when I moved in so, uh.

A knock erupted from the door, and he opened it, to reveal the Captian.

"I got you a new toothbrush. It's red, like your clothing," she spoke quietly, and he noticed she looked flustered.

"Aw thanks! What happened to my other one?" Felix asked, and she laughed nervously.

"I saw that it was...really old...and uh...well, I threw it out. It looked like it was really old. Sorry," she mumbled, and he smiled.

"Nah! That's fine! I just couldn't get a new one. Didn't have much money. Thanks, B-Dottie!" He smiled, and it was that boy-ish, cute smile he had.

She smiled and he closed the door when she left. He began brushing his teeth with joy.

This toothbrush is stiff...

He forgot what a new brush felt like. He'd only ever had one. The harsh bristles of the brush glided across his teeth as he though of his new serial-worthy Captain.

She's pretty, and looks like she could break my arm. Which is attractive too. I wonder if she is been everywhere. She seems like it. She has pretty eyes. A nice green. They have a look to them. I bet she's a good fighter and not some board lackey. Yeah! A rebel like me! That makes her even more hot!

Felix realized he had brushed his teeth until they bled, and quickly spat it all out of his mouth.

Oh no! Is this bad? Maybe I should see Ellie? Man, what does this mean? Crap! She probably is asleep! I'll go see the Captain.

Quickly Felix rushed out the door to see the Captain, where he spotted her heading down the stairs. He tapped her shoulder while spewing her name in panic.

"I brushed my teeth and now I'm bleeding!" He cried, and then she burst out laughing.

"Felix that's when you brush your teeth to hard! Your fine!"

"Oh."

He felt embarrassed and looked at his feet. The laughing ceased, and she put her hand on his forearm making him look at her.

"Don't feel bad! It's okay, Felix. I am glad you trust me to diagnose you!" She smiled sweetly, and footsteps came from behind.

"I came for my armor Captain," a voice that sounded an awful lot like a blood-boiling, loathing Vicar.

"Wait. He's coming?" Felix asked, and she sighed.

"You two are going to have to get along. I mean it. So, you'll get to bond over the mysterious Roseway mission," Dottie sighed, and Felix huffed.

He noticed some lockers up against the wall. Six to be exact. Dottie opens a door and began slipping armor on over her clothes.

"Your armor is in a locker over there, Felix," she pointed at the locker on the end.

"Has Ms. Fenhill expressed her concerns to you, Captain?" Max asked, and the Captain looked at him.

"Yes. She thinks it quote, this Roseway business smells, unquote. Do you have anything to say, Vicar?" Dottie asked slipping on her boots.

"I believe we should proceed with caution. This could very well be a trap," Max spoke, and Felix noticed Max's eyes linger a bit on Dottie.

Back off Vicar. She doesn't like you, man. Ew. Who would?

Felix pulled on his final armor piece besides his helmet and glanced back at Dottie, who now had her helmet on.

"Ready to go?" She asked him, and he nodded with an ear-to-ear grin.

This made her smile. She liked he's boy-ish smiles and light filled eyes. He was a dreamy, silly boy that makes her laugh. He proved that last night as they exchanged jokes over whiskey and spicy casserole.

Soon enough, they walked outside the ship. Felix's eyes squinted as the bright light outside hit his eyes, and the fresh air invaded his nose. Glancing around Felix saw beautiful plant life around him that was foreign to him.

Pictures and serials didn't do the outside world justice!

"Felix? Honey? Are you alright?"

He hasn't noticed the tears going down his face, and he grew embarrassed trying swipe them away.

"You've never been off Groundbreaker?" The Vicar asked.

"No. He hasn't. Hey, we can go anywhere you want, Felix! And here, let me show you something," Dottie spoke soft and timid, reaching into her pack.

She pulled out a journal, and opened it while leaning to show him.

"It can be our project. I've been putting different flowers and ferns and such inside from each planet. To remember things and stuff. I've been writing what I can that I know about them. We both can do it!" She smiled at him, and he looked at her pretty handwriting and plants smashed into the pages within the journal.

"Yeah, Dot! Can I sign it? Read the other pages?" He asked excited, while wiping some tears away.

"Duh! Your family now! You can write your name in it!"

His heart grew warm. He smiled and almost started crying, but held it back (he couldn't afford for that insufferable Vicar to see him like that again).

"Now," she began, slipping the book in her bag, "let's go!"

Family.

His heart was pounding with joy at the thought. If a family was a Captain who could break his arm, a pirate sawbones, a sweet mechanic, and a grumpy "Vicar" (that didn't really count)...well, this was a interesting family for sure.

And he didn't want it any other way, because life wasnt dull anymore, and now he had a purpose. He could go anywhere he wanted, no longer being shacked to the Groundbreaker by poverty.

And most of all...

I've got a family!

[lunchador]

A, J, and X? For the meme

A - Your current OTP(s)/OT3(s)/OTX(s) Seriously obsessed with p5r right now so I love so many of those kids with one another But I do like any of the three together in a couple or ot3 of Ann, Ryuji, and the MC Akira/Ren. MC/Makoto was my romance route this time so I really liked them together. Been really feeling Ryuji/Yusuke, Ryuji/Makoto, and MC/Akechi lately this time around. Been thinking about my DA OCs and their romance partners lately lKJLSDKJGFLK I’ve been waiting for an Invincible cartoon for like 10 years so I am HELLA stoked for Mark and Samantha. I have so many otp ships I hold on to forever and ever so we will stick with what is actively taking up space in my brain.

J - Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr Fallout, for sure. I had 0 experience with the game, and no interest in shooters, but I started following a lot of artists cuz their style was cool and their OCs were interesting. I tried 3 I believe and gave up, just not into it. But then again followed even more artists and decided to give the game another shot then plowed right through it. I got decently into NV, somewhat into 4, been meaning to give them more of a try when I have free time.

X - top 5-10 characters who are yoUR PRECIOUS BABIES AND YOU WILL DIE DEFENDING THEM Copying pasting this from something I got tagged in awhile back because it’s a pretty solid list that fits here PERFECT Kevin Flynn - Tron Nana Osaki - Nana Mark Grayson - Invincible Peeta Mellark - Hunger Games Amara - Borderlands Zell Dincht - Final Fantasy VIII Ryuji Sakamoto - Persona 5 Alistair Theirin - Dragon Age Felix Millstone - The Outerworlds Nathan Drake - Uncharted

[the-laridian]

L O and X plz

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves (chars you’re neutral on are fair game, as are chars you dislike)

I have to say that the meta discussions about Arthur Maxson, Anton Crane, Reed Tobson, most of the Pathologic cast, etc have given me a lot more to think about and to see them as something besides first-glance characterizations.

O - Choose a song at random, which ship or character does it remind you of

Uh let's see... *opens media player* *looks at last song* "God Only Knows". That's a relationship song if ever there was one. Fits practically every ship ever. 🎵God only knows how I feel about you~

This is the Bioshock barbershop quartet version if that matters.

X - top 5-10 characters who are yoUR PRECIOUS BABIES AND YOU WILL DIE DEFENDING THEM

I assume this is "other than your OCs" because duh who wouldn't defend their own OCs to the bitter end.

Arcade Gannon, Craig Boone, Beckett, Vicar Max, Felix Millstone, Parvati Holcomb, Jake (FO4 SimSettlements2 mod), Artemy Burakh, Manny Calavera, that seems like a good start

[vicarfelix]

Felix Millstone

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:

My main blog: @allixiler​

My other side blogs: @detectivehannibal , @detectivesvu​ , and @cowboymorgan​

☆ means smut

✶  means my personal favorites

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:

One-Shots

Incompetence - He may not know what the word means, but he knows he loves his Captain.

A Team Matter - The Captain has a lot of stress on her shoulders, but Felix never lets her take all the hits.

At the End of the Day ☆  - Felix can’t help but worry about the Captain when she’s gone....

[vanderlindeandco]

The Long Haul: Chapter 1 (Felix Millstone x The Captain)

Also available to read on ArchiveOfOurOwn.

It was supposed to be a fairly simple job. The Unreliable needed a replacement part, and Nyoka had heard rumors that a ship had crashed in the wild on Monarch some years ago, a ship similar enough to the Unreliable that its parts should be compatible. We’d found it all right, Felix and Nyoka and I, and while she and I held off the mantisaurs, he had pulled the part that Parvati needed. Unfortunately, we’d managed to step on the toes of a large group of local marauders on our way back, which led to our hasty retreat to the Unreliable.

“Fixed it, Captain!” Parvati’s voice rang from deep in the ship and I keyed in our skip destination quickly, ignoring ADA’s warnings, as much as I knew we shouldn’t. The ship shook with the impact of a grenade launcher.

“All right, everyone hold on!” I clutched the arms of the captain’s seat in the Unreliable as the engines roared to life, wincing at the sound of bullets pattering against my ship’s sides. The ship rose, quivering at the beating it was taking, and then we were blasting towards the edge of Monarch’s atmosphere. I was about to skip the ship when Parvati’s voice rang through the halls.

“Captain, something’s wrong!” The smell of smoke reached my nostrils before I got to the engine room and found Parvati with Felix standing helplessly behind her, Parvati's gloved fingers moving a mile a minute over the recently-repaired engine. “I swear I put it in right, I-” she broke off, reaching a hand back. “Felix?”

He handed her the wrench he was holding and she went to work again. I knew there was nothing I could do to help and I’d only distract her by asking, so I waited, heart pounding, ready to grab the fire extinguisher hooked to the wall if need be. “Almost… got… it,” she muttered, switching the screwdriver with a wrench to crank something tighter. The smoke stopped suddenly, and she sat back on her heels, pushing her goggles back up to rest on her forehead. “I think that should do for now,” she said, her shoulders slumping with relief.

“What happened?” I asked.

“Law, I have no idea,” she said. “Everything was working just fine and then next thing I knew the engine was overheating. I-I’m sorry, boss. I must have done something wrong.”

“It’s all right, Parvati,” I said. “You got it taken care of. You had to install it fast, too, so I don’t blame you one bit.”

“Thank you, Captain,” she said. “I thought I knew how to do it but maybe I don’t know as much as I thought. If we could go to the Groundbreaker, well, I’m sure Junlei could help us.”

“You sure you only want to go there for her help with the ship?” I teased, and she blushed furiously.

“Captain!” she exclaimed, “We really could use her help!”

“I know,” I said, “I’m just teasing you. Think we can make it there?”

She looked back at the repair and nodded slowly. “I can’t promise it, but I’m pretty sure.”

“A 'pretty sure' from you is good enough for me,” I said. “Let’s go. Anything else you need to do before we skip?”

“No, ma’am,” she said.

“All right, then. Good work, Parvati.” I turned to return to the cockpit, Nyoka next to me. “Where’d Felix get off to?” I asked. I hadn’t noticed him leave the engine room, and didn’t see him on my way to the cockpit.

She shrugged. “Probably went to find some food. You know how he is.”

“Yeah,” I said. Still, I was a little surprised he hadn’t stuck around to see the problem through to its end. That wasn’t like him. True to Parvati’s word, we skipped successfully to the Groundbreaker, and I went upstairs to find Felix to ask if he wanted to come with us onto the ship. I knew Junlei and Parvati were likely to be working for some time, and Felix would be disappointed if Nyoka and I left without him. His bedroom door was closed and I knocked twice.

“Come in!”

I pushed open the door and stepped inside. He was sitting at his desk, cleaning the grenade launcher that he always used with such gusto. He looked up briefly, barely meeting my eyes with a smile that felt forced before his gaze returned to his task. “You disappeared earlier,” I said. “Everything okay?”

“Oh, yeah of course,” he said. “It just didn’t seem like there was much for me to do there. You know how I can be when it comes to that kind of stuff. More harm than good, right?”

“Maybe,” I said. His demeanor was off. He seemed nervous, and Felix wasn’t supposed to be nervous around me. It didn’t feel right, and I didn’t like it. “So everything’s ok?”

“Yep,” he said.

There was no point pestering him; I had learned Felix’s MO - if something was wrong, he’d bring it to me eventually and nothing I could do would get it out of him before then. “All right, I trust you,” I said. “You’d tell me if it wasn’t. You trying to come onto the Groundbreaker while Junlei helps Parvati with the ship, or do you want to stay here?”

“I’ll come, if you don’t mind,” he said, reaching for a rag to wipe his dirtied fingers on.

“I wouldn’t have asked if I minded. C’mon, let’s go.”

“All right, Boss.” He seemed lost in thought as we descended the ramps to the base level of the ship. He was probably just tired from the mission, coming down from the stress of it all. That made sense.

Nyoka joined us as we left the ship, and we crossed the landing pad, moving into the heart of the Groundbreaker. “Anyone looking for anything in particular?” I asked.

“I was thinking of getting a drink,” Nyoka said. “Anyone care to join?”

“At 11 AM? I think I’m good,” I said, and Felix laughed. He seemed a little more himself now, and I liked that.

“Suit yourself,” Nyoka said. “I’ll see you back on the ship.”

“What about you, Felix?” I asked as we continued down the thoroughfare.

He shrugged. “Nothing in particular. Just thought I’d tag along.”

“All right then,” I said. “I’m trying to find some deals on ammo. Wanna scare Belle into cutting me a discount?”

He looked at me incredulously. “I don’t know about that, Boss.”

“Oh right, ‘cause she’d be the one doing the scaring, wouldn’t she?”

He frowned, his lower lip jutting out in a pout that somehow tightened my chest. “That’s not fair,” he whined. “She sells weapons for a reason.” Even though it was fake, I hated seeing him upset. Of course, I felt that way about the rest of the crew too, but lately, I’d felt a little extra protective over Felix and I hadn't had the time to put my finger on why.

“I’m just kidding,” I said, nudging him with my elbow. “Cheer up.”

“Felix, is that you?” A female voice interrupted our conversation, and both Felix and I looked over to see a woman jogging toward us. She was tall, nearly as tall as Felix, dark red hair tucked into a loose braid that swung gracefully as she moved. A heavily modded revolver hung off her belt, and well-muscled arms emerged from her armor. Her face was pretty, dark gray eyes set under a strong brow, a dusting of freckles across her tan cheeks.

“Alaina?” Felix asked incredulously, opening his arms to embrace the woman as she reached him.

My stomach tightened slightly, a sour feeling in the back of my throat. Oh. That was why I had been paying a little extra attention to Felix lately.

Oh no.

I couldn’t let myself get distracted like this. Not when there was so much to get done. My romantic history was messy to say the least, and the last thing I wanted was to risk fouling up my friendship with Felix by letting my feelings get involved.

She had stepped back, and I realized she was holding out a hand for me to shake. “I’m Alaina,” she said.

I cleared my throat, shaking her hand firmly. “Rose Cornett. Pleasure to meet you.”

“I’ve heard of you,” she said. “Never thought I’d find Felix on your crew, though.”

“Why’s that?” I asked.

“Oh, you know. He’s a troublemaker. Didn’t think he’d be much for a crew like yours.”

“Shut up, Alaina,” Felix protested. “I’m not like that anymore.”

She raised an eyebrow skeptically. “You don’t seem very different to me.”

"Well, I am," he said obstinately. "I've got plenty of stories."

“Well, tell me 'em over the lunch you're about to buy me,” Alaina said. 

“Yeah, sure,” Felix said. “Wanna come, Captain?”

“Already ate.” The lie slipped off my tongue automatically. “Be back at the Unreliable in an hour. We’re out of here as soon as Parvati’s done.”

“Oh. Okay.” His face had grown more serious and I knew he had noticed the tone change I had failed to disguise. “See you then.”

“Yup.” I walked on towards Belle’s, silently cursing myself. Of course I had feelings for Felix. The stupidest thing about it was that I hadn’t realized it earlier. I was close with everyone on my crew, but now that I thought about it, I didn’t find myself admiring Nyoka’s smiles. I didn’t laugh as much with Parvati. I didn’t feel as much myself with ADA. Of course I liked him. He was kind, and brave, and loyal, and smart? Well, maybe not so much that. But Law, he was easy on the eyes. The thoughts crashed over me like a tsunami and again I cursed my own ignorance. Had it been so long since I’d had feelings for someone? Well, not counting the decades I spent on ice. How stupid could I be? I did my business with Belle quickly and then returned to the ship, holing up in my room and trying not to think of Felix’s date, or whatever it was, and how tightly he had embraced Alaina. I sat back, resting my feet on my desk and willing Parvati and Junlei to hurry up. The sooner we were out of here, the better.

[captastra]

Favorite Character Meme

Tagged by @the-maverick-deck and @thisisrigged4! Thank you <3 My top 10 favorite characters from fandoms

The Outer Worlds - Felix Millstone

Resident Evil - Jill Valentine and Carlos Oliveira

Teen Titans - Starfire

Mass Effect - Garrus Vakarian

Firefly - Zoe Washburn

Stargate Atlantis - Carson Beckett (though I love everyone in this show!)

X-Men - Rogue

Lord of the Rings - Samwise Gamgee

Overwatch - Mercy

Tagging @ashren @bitchesofostwick @thatgoblin @aido-mitarashi and anyone else of course! No pressure as always :)

[glasswingsndreamz]

Masterlist

Banana Fish

It Was Only a Kiss (Shorter Wong x Reader) NSFW

Black Clover

Whoops (Magna Swing x Pregnant!Reader)

Detroit Become Human

Benefits (Connor x Reader, Gavin Reed x Reader)

Maybe Not so Beneficial (Gavin Reed x Reader) NSFW

Implied RK900 x Reader, Past Gavin Reed x Reader

Fire Emblem

(Sexual) Frustration (Felix Fraldarius x Reader) NSFW

To Spite a Prince (Claude x Byleth, Onesided! Dimitri x Byleth) NSFW

Kekkai Sensen

Another Bad Day (Steven Starphase x Reader) NSFW

Naruto

Missing You (Yamato/Tenzo x Reader)

Nice Guy (Iruka Umino x Reader)

Going Through the Motions (Kakashi x Reader) NSFW

Gaze Upon Me (Yamato/Tenzo x Reader) NSFW

Bet on Me (Yamato/Tenzo x Reader)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

One Night and Many More (Iruka Umino x Reader):

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

The Outer Worlds

Jealousy Only Breeds More Jealousy (Felix Millstone x Reader)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Rune Factory

Not so Secret (Vishnal x Reader) NSFW

Love Potions Series:

Doug

Dylas

Story of Seasons

Heart Break (Wayne x Reader)

[supervillain-smut]

MLM Practice Requests?

Hey all! I’d like to practice with some MLM works, if you guys could send some requests for any x readers or send me some prompts I’ve reblogged in the past (just detail which they’re from, like “number 27 from the hugs prompt list” or whatever would be great!) I think I’m comfortable enough with the following characters to do MLM for (although I can’t do ships, for example, adoribull for DAI yet, so sorry about that!)

Here’s the list of characters I’ll be taking these for, just for some practice! Don’t expect a miracle or the greatest thing you’ve ever read lol.

DRAGON AGE

Fenris

Dorian Pavus

FABLE 2/3

Reaver

TES SKYRIM/OBLIVION

Ancano

Marcurio

Sanguine

Teldryn Sero

Lucien Lachance

Vicente Valtieri

THE OUTER WORLDS

Vicar Maximillian DeSoto

Felix Millstone

[vicarfelix]

Incompetence

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Felix Millstone x Fem. Reader

Warnings: Language

A/N: Not many Felix fics on here...

Word Count: 3,308

“Baby, you’re one of the damn finest captains to ever run a ship.”

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“Welcome back, Captain.” ADA’s computer generated voice rang out in the entrance of The Unreliable.

The captain groaned under her breath as she closed the airlock of the ship behind her. She said a silent thank you to whoever was listening that she made it back in one piece and in relatively good health. She was a little banged up, but nothing a shot of adreno wouldn’t fix. It was her duty to save Halcyon...or at least get it going in the right direction. She knew this very well. Dr. Welles wouldn’t have woken her up from a 70 year hibernation if he didn’t think she had what it took. But this last mission had been a rough one.  

Initially, she wasn’t sure if she could afford to spend time on this mission. It was out of the way and where they would have to go was deep into the Monarch wilderness. However, Nyoka had been so hesitant to ask for the captain’s help which showed her how desperate she actually was. This was even more obvious considering that Nyoka hadn’t known the captain very long to be asking for personal favors. It was important to her to visit Hayes’ grave and try to find the rest of her old hunting squad. So, the captain figured it was worth the trip. She knew how important closure could be.

The captain, Nyoka, and Ellie had hiked a ways into Monarch and into the old cave that Nyoka and her previous team had made into a base camp. Sadly, they only found the dead bodies of her beloved friends and ended up putting them to rest once the rogue mantiqueen was taken care of. It was hard on Nyoka especially, but it even got the captain thinking about the current situation. Here she was, a Hope colonist who was thrown into a space pod by some crazed scientist for all she knew with the task of saving an entire colony. She had been asleep for the last 70 years and now she was supposed to hop between planets to save them from turmoil? It was insanity. She was only human and could only handle so much. She was thankful that she had been able to assemble a team along the way.

She met Parvati first. It was just the two of them for a while. She was the first friendly face the captain had met on her journey. She saved Parvati from the destruction of Edgewater and their crooked mayor. The captain desperately needed her engineering skills as well as a sharp mind to keep the ship in order. She was nice company and always willing to lend a hand. She never let her forget how grateful she was.

Vicar Max was a challenge in the beginning. She didn’t like the fact that this esteemed priest had asked her for a favor the moment she met him. She wasn’t sure if his spiritual counseling skills would be beneficial to the team. After all, she needed a gang of intelligence and physical combat skills. Max proved himself through his computer hacking skills which wasn’t something she would’ve expected from a vicar. He grew on her quickly and she was happy to have him around.

SAM was actually the last person she recruited into your party. Honestly if she hadn’t taken the time to deeply search through the late Alex Hawthorne’s spaceship, she never would’ve noticed him. He was stashed away in one of the closets upstairs, so at first she thought he was just used for parts. Once she took the time to get him fixed, he was up and off to work. She didn’t really ask him to be a part of the crew. He sort of just got started on his own. He didn’t say much, but he was a good fighter and kept things spiffy and clean.

At the time she met Ellie, she was in desperate need of a medic. She could only do so much, so having a doctor around was helpful. Ellie had the most secretive background of everybody. She came from one of the wealthiest families in Byzantium and really could’ve had it made. The captain commended her for living the life she wanted to live, even if it meant risking having her own flesh and blood disowning her. She was often the one the captain turned to when she needed to talk, because Ellie would tell it to her straight. She never left a conversation with Ellie still wondering how to handle something.

The captain tended to think that she saved Nyoka’s life. She was a drunk living in Monarch. She had been burned one too many times by the evil things of the world. Captain never judged her for how she chose to cope with her hurt and losses. She had a fiery passion for helping others and bettering the colony. The captain admired her worth ethic. It was her family and friends above all else. She was very loyal to those she cared about. She rarely questioned her captain’s decision making and always backed her up through it all.

Then there was Felix. Oh, wow. When she first met him on Groundbreaker, it was the first time she had stopped in weeks. He had been standing near the landing pad, arguing away with one of the mardets about something sketchy he had done. She had taken the time to stop to speak to him. She immediately noted that he wasn’t shy when it came to a fight. He wasn’t shy when it came to violence. Truthfully, Felix had kind of brushed her off at first. He didn’t seem very interested in joining The Unreliable. So, she moved on.

She completed a few favors for Groundbreaker’s main engineer Junlei Tennyson. Once the business was settled there, the captain decided it was time to set flight. As she was leaving, she saw Felix standing by the entrance of The Unreliable. She was surprised to see him, considering he hadn’t seemed too impressed by her before. He complimented the ship, claiming that she needed him to join her team.

She already knew she was going to say yes. However, she wasn’t going to be seen as a pushover. Because she wasn’t. He was delighted that she had given him a chance. He read his list (literally) of reasons as to why she should hire him. She was amused by him. He interested her. So of course she hired him on the spot.

He was like a kid on Christmas when he set foot on The Unreliable. She later learned that he had never been on a real spaceship. As a matter of fact, Felix had never even left Groundbreaker before. He was born and somewhat raised on Groundbreaker, living in the Back Bays all his life. It was all he knew. He was going to see space for the first time and get to explore new planets. She was his golden ticket to a more exciting life.

It wasn’t long after Felix joined that she grew closer to him. She felt wrong for a while for being so drawn to him. She was his “boss” as he always called her as well as his captain. But at the same time, she was really just his friend that happened to be in command of the ship he now lived on. They were the only real night owls, so they spent a lot of time into the late night hours just chatting. Getting to know each other over a bottle of spectrum vodka and strengthening a personal connection. Soon enough, they were sort of the equivalent of a modern day couple.

The rest of the crew sensed that something was up, but they had yet to officially say anything. The crew didn’t mind. They all agreed that she deserved someone loyal like Felix. They knew she would never favor him over anybody else, because she was always fair.

So, here she was now. She was just plain exhausted and needed some time to wind down. She had originally planned on leaving Monarch and docking at Groundbreaker to get some drinks before turning in. However, the mission had taken longer than expected, so she decided to stay in Stellar Bay and hit up Groundbreaker in the morning to give everybody a day off. They needed it. She entered the control room to deactivate ADA:

“ADA, we’ll head for Groundbreaker in the morning. You can shut down for the night.” She ordered the PC system.

“Docked in Stellar Bay and shutting down, Captain.” She replied before her screen went black.

It was ironic that you always had to tell ADA when to turn off. She couldn’t really turn off, because then the whole ship would go dark.

The captain felt relieved to have made it back safely. For there were a few moments where she had her doubts. She left the control room and climbed the stairs. Everybody was sitting around the table, Nyoka and Ellie looking especially tired. The captain’s eyes flicked over to Felix who was fiddling with the tossball that he always kept in his pocket. He flashed his girlfriend a grin, however it faded into a sympathetic frown when he noted how drained she looked. Everybody else looked at her upon noticing her standing in front of them;

“Hey, guys. Change of plans. We’ll leave in the morning for Groundbreaker. It’s late and quite honestly, I don’t feel like traveling,” She admitted; “Take it easy tonight. Tomorrow will be our off day to piddle around Groundbreaker. Get some rest.”

Everybody agreed happily to a day off and dispersed into their respective sleeping quarters. She rubbed her eyes to keep herself from getting too tired. She still had a few things she needed to do, so she wouldn’t be turning in just yet. She made sure to turn SAM off for the evening. SAM could power down on his own, but he often had the tendency to roam the ship freely during the night. Parvati had been spooked one too many times by SAM walking into her room unannounced.

She felt a hand on her shoulder as she went to approach the stairs to go back down. She looked up to meet Nyoka’s gaze. She had a certain gleam in her eyes past the fog of sleeplessness;

“Thanks for today. I really appreciate it, Captain,” She gratefully said; “I can rest easy now knowing they’re at peace.”

“Of course, Nyoka. Anything for you,” The captain returned with a smile; “Get some sleep. ADA will wake us in the morning.”

Nyoka returned to her room and the captain went back downstairs to her room. Truthfully, she wouldn’t be able to sleep even if she didn’t have work to do. She had too much on her mind. She sat at the long desk across from the bed, thumbing through files and papers that Alex had left behind. He had left piles and piles of reports about all the planets in the colony. She could just ask ADA, but these were personal notes and maps. They were useful, but detailed. It took serious time to go through them. Soon after she had sat down, she heard a voice from behind her;

“Hey, Boss,” Felix said gently tapping on the doorway; “You got time for a nightcap?”

She turned to see him standing there with two cups wrapped in one of his hands. She felt a warmth creep over her at the sight of him. She needed someone to talk to.

“Always,” She said, accepting his request to enter. A goofy smile appeared on his face as he entered and he handed her one of the cups. She thanked him before scolding him; “I told you that you don’t have to call me Boss.”

He shrugged as he took the chair adjacent to her for himself;

“It’s got a nice ring to it. I save Captain for special occasions.” He said sipping whatever was in the cups.

Speaking of, she peered down into the ceramic mug to see a familiar purplish liquid bouncing back your reflection. She smiled softly as she raised the rim to her lips, letting the sweet liquid grace over her taste buds.

“I hope you don’t mind sharing the portion. I know we usually get our own but we’re low on purpleberry juice so I split a bottle between us.” He said sliding down into his chair slightly and entwining one of his legs with hers.

“Oh, that’s totally fine. I’ll be sure to pick some up tomorrow,” She stated, taking another sip; “How were things here today?”

Felix rolled his head from side to side in an attempt to work out any kinks. He laughed shortly;

“Ah, the usual. SAM cleaned every square inch of the ship. Parvati spent all day writing a message to Junlei. Max had his nose in a book all day,” He explained; “I, on the other hand, was actually productive.”

He reached into his pocket, pulling out a carton of cigarettes that he picked up on Scylla. They weren’t his favorite Spacer’s Choice brand of smokes, but they would do. He offered her one first, lighting it for her, and then picking one for himself. She raised a brow at his previous statement, hiding her unconvinced smirk behind the cup;

“Is that so?” She asked for elaboration.

“Yeah! I organized all my tossball cards from my favorite to least favorite. It took me almost all day!” He clamored.

She laughed heartily. Only Felix Millstone would consider that to be productive. However, considering he didn’t get into any actual trouble, she would take that any day. She watched as he brought the cigarette to his lips that were upturned into an amused smile.

“Well, I’m glad you have your priorities straight.” She said sarcastically.

His eyes brightened;

“Hey! At least I didn’t get in a fight with ADA this time. I minded my business,” He defended; “But enough about me. How did it go with Nyoka and Ellie? You ladies seemed extra worn out.”

She sighed, her smile disappearing from her face. His heart did a quick pang in his chest when he saw her demeanor change so quickly. He had wanted to go with her on Nyoka’s detour mission. The captain had told him no, considering he had just gone on the previous one. He always felt that he could save her some grief if he went along on difficult missions. 

“It was long. It was hard...mentally and physically. Especially for Nyoka. She was expecting to find at least one of them alive. They were all dead.” She said recalling the overrun cave.

Felix winced at the thought. He had grown up in the Back Bays of Groundbreaker. He had seen his fair share of people get killed, but nobody he really cared about. She took a long drag of her cigarette. Letting the smoke fill her lungs completely.

“Marauders?” Felix asked referring to how they had died.

She shook her head as she released the puff from her chest through her nose.

“We don’t know for sure. We think it was mantipillars. Nyoka seemed sure that there was no way marauders could’ve found that cave.” She explained.

She had agreed with Nyoka’s theory. It had taken some serious navigation to get there and even with Nyoka’s help she still got turned around. She took another sip of her juice, hoping that maybe she’d get sleepy soon. She didn’t want to put her problems onto Felix, because that wasn’t his burden to bear. She knew that he enjoyed listening to her. He cared about her a lot and he was thrilled to hear about her thoughts...even if he didn’t get it. He was more than willing to help where he could.

“How do you feel about it? Now that you’re back and the job is done?” He questioned, leaning forward to be closer to her.

She looked down into her cup, swirling the juice around the sides and letting it splash back into the center. She didn’t want to look at him. That’s when he could really see through her. She felt so vulnerable.

“I feel lost,” She admitted; “I don’t know what I’m doing, Felix.”

He furrowed his brows, cradling his cup in both his hands with his cigarette between his index and middle finger;

“Do any of us really know what we’re doing? I thought you told us to take things step by step?” He asked.

“Well, yeah. I still believe that, but I mean me personally. I’ve been tasked with saving Halcyon from completely falling apart by some man that could be a total fraud for all I know. I feel so incompetent.” She confessed.

A blank stare crossed Felix’s face. Law bless him. He didn’t have the best range of vocabulary.

“I feel like I’m not good at anything I do.” She said defining the word she had just said.

Felix looked shocked at her words. That was crazy. She had been busting it the last several months trying to accomplish her bestowed goal. He had seen her at her best and at her worst. She took everything in stride and gave everything her best shot. She was friendly and kind to those who had good intentions and stone cold to those who took advantage of innocent people. She was a blend of warm and tough. She was the perfect person in his eyes.

“Are you kidding? [Y/N], you’re not at all incontinent.” He said using the wrong word.

She snorted at his horribly wrong use of the word. If only Felix knew what the word he had just said actually meant.

“Incompetent.” She corrected.

He chuckled. She could be such a smart ass.

“Right. Anyways, you’re great at what you do. I’ve seen it myself.” He proclaimed.

Her gaze averted downwards again, not feeling convinced.

“You’re just saying that because you like me.” She said half joking.

“Well, you’re not wrong. I do like you. A lot. But I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it.” He said truthfully; “Baby, you’re one of the damn finest captains to ever run a ship.”

She finally looked at him, taking the cigarette from her lips;

“This isn’t even my ship, Felix. It was a total accident that I ended up on this thing.” She argued.

“It is your ship,” He retorted; “You were assigned to it. You made this ship your own. You gathered your own crew and your own life here. So, you’re wrong. This is your ship.”

He had a point. She did take over the ship without a second thought. She improvised. She was quick thinking on her feet. She overcame. Isn’t that what captains are supposed to do? She finished off her cigarette and the last of her juice. He had gotten through to her enough to make her feel more comfortable. The whole 70 year hibernation had done a number on her emotions.

“It’s my ship,” she repeated; “I am the captain.”

He smiled proudly;

“Damn right you are. I’m proud of you. I’m glad to be your right-hand man.” He beamed.

He kissed the back of her hand, guiding her out of her chair. He disposed of his own cigarette and he tore her away from the desk. Soon enough, she was in bed, curled up next to him. His arm was wrapped around her, keeping her warm and comfortable. He kissed her temple, rubbing her back gently. He wanted her to get a good night of sleep so she could enjoy their day off tomorrow.

“Goodnight, Felix.” She whispered just before falling asleep.

He rested his chin on her head, watching the stars outside the observatory window and into the endless space.

“Night, Captain.”