#jacob seed x wife

[chxrrylime]

I know I haven't posted in a while and suddenly I'm posting a new (to this blog) fandom but... woe, Far Cry 5 smut be upon ye.

Jacob Seed x M!Deputy (Isaac) x Joseph Seed ↪ 1031 words — 18+ / SMUT.

Content tags — cis male dominant top Jacob, cis male submissive switch Deputy, cis male dominant bottom Joseph, mention of John Seed x Deputy, mention of drugging, mention of suicide, dubious consent, pseudo-inc*st (only because Joseph's making it weird), Christian cults, unsafe sex, oral sex, rimming, claiming, anal fingering, and anal sex.

Joseph lay beneath him, hair loosened from its usual knot and spread out on the pillow like the facsimile of a halo. Isaac knelt above him, hands braced on either side of the Father’s head, nails digging into the bed sheets as Jacob’s thick weight pressed to his back, too wet mouth sucking and biting marks along his spine as the older Seed ground his denim clad cock against Isaac’s bare ass. 

Isaac thought, briefly, if someone had told him this would be the result of killing John Seed, he’d have eaten a bullet before he was given the chance to try, Hope County be damned. He barely remembers the words Joseph spoke to him as he came out of the bliss haze, knelt between the Father’s legs.

"You are so much like him, in more than just your sin,” Joseph speaks softly, petting through matted hair as Isaac rests his head against the Father's knee, "John was steeped in sin, and while I sought to save him, to bring him unto New Eden, as Jesus had vouched for the thief, perhaps this was God's plan all along. To have my brother return to me in a new vessel, to live through you after his death, with a soul, not free of sin, but with still the hope of cleansing it." 

Joseph's arm was reached down beneath Isaac, his thin bicep flexing with the movement of his arm. Isaac could feel his hard cock rubbing against Joseph's forearm, and though he couldn't see it, he knew he was smearing his precum across the tattooed visage of Joseph's dead wife. The thought made him whine pathetically just as Jacob, now kneeling further down the bed behind Isaac, licked a wet line across Isaac's hole, his large calloused hands squeezing the supple meat of his ass.

"Ssshh," Joseph cooed quietly, his free hand reaching up to cup Isaac's cheek, guiding him down into a chaste kiss, murmuring against his lips, "my sweet baby brother."

Isaac gasped, his cock pulsing, feeling like he could choke on nothing, feeling the vibrations of Jacob's rumbling laugh against his hole as the eldest Seed continued his oral assault, sloppy with spit but precise, almost practiced, in the movements. 

“Do you wish to penetrate me, Isaac?” Joseph murmured, lips soft against Isaac’s jawline. 

“Fuc–mngh,” Isaac groaned as Joseph bit down hard on the hinge of his jaw, just as Jacob pushed two thick fingers into his dripping hole, “anything—whatever you want, just—please.”

Isaac gasped at the lube wet hand that grasped his cock, moaning weakly at the realization Joseph had been fingering himself open this entire time, voice catching in his throat as Joseph led his cock downward, lifting his hips ever so slightly to tease the tip against his twitching heat. Isaac couldn’t help how his hips humped forward like a feral dog at the first sign of a wet hole to fuck, Jacob simultaneously brutalizing his prostate with the rough pads of his fingers. 

Joseph’s mouth fell open, baring his neck as he pressed his head back into the pillow. 

“Joseph—” Isaac moans, collapsing onto his elbows to mouth at the pale expanse of the man’s throat, his thrusts shallow and sharp, Joseph’s hand coming up to tangle in the younger’s hair.

“We’ve got you,” Jacob rumbles as his fingers slip free with a wet squelch, once again blanketing Isaac’s back with his weight, the rough shock of his voice making Isaac shudder, “gonna take good care of you.”

Jacob all but shoves his thick cock into Isaac, causing him to keen at the stretch, knocking him forward and pushing the length of his own prick deeper into Joseph. 

“That’s it,” Joseph breathes, voice steady even in this moment, his hand painfully tight in Isaac’s hair as their eyes meet, “you are perfect for us.”

Isaac whines, nodding as he presses sloppy, open mouthed kisses to Joseph’s lips, licking desperately into the other man’s mouth like a sick mutt as Jacob begins a steady pace, hips slapping loudly against Isaac’s ass.

Joseph turns his head away, teeth gritted to try and escape the mess of Isaac’s tongue. When Isaac tries to follow the movement, Joseph slaps him, gripping painfully tight at Isaac’s chin to glare at the younger. 

“Filthy,” he growls before locking eyes with his older brother over Isaac’s shoulder, “take him.”

Jacob grunts, wrapping one arm over Isaac’s torso to haul him back, his cock somehow reaching even deeper in this position. Jacob’s other hand grabs Isaac’s jaw, turning the younger’s head to meet him in a messy kiss, rumbling pleasantly when Isaac sucks on his tongue needily. 

“How does he feel?” Joseph asks, breathlessly, ever so gently rolling his hips down to meet the jostling thrusts of Jacob pumping into Isaac. 

“Fuck,” Jacob groans as Isaac clenches tight around him, giving a low chuckle when Joseph chides him for his language, “feels like heaven.”

“Blasphemous…” Joseph grumbles with narrowed eyes, earning a raspy laugh from Jacob that cuts off into a gravelly groan as Jacob suddenly goes from slow and deep to fast and shallow thrusts, pumping his hips like a jack rabbit. 

Isaac cries out, clawing at Jacob’s arms as his hips stutter forward and back, caught between pressing back onto the fat cock penetrating him, or pushing forward into the wet heat engulfing his own weeping prick. 

Isaac fumbles to wrap a hand around Joseph’s cock as his own orgasm draws close, but is stopped by a hand to his wrist, rosary beads digging into the jutting bone. 

“Take your own pleasure first,” Joseph murmurs.

Jacob rumbles against Isaac’s spine, nibbling at the lobe of his ear.

“I’m gonna fill you up, and then he’s gonna take his turn. Mark you from the inside,” Jacob rasps, “make you ours.”

“We’ll fill you with our essence,” Joseph whispers, grip firm on the nape of Isaac’s neck as he hauls him back down, foreheads pressed together, “as you did to John… as you let him do to you.”

Memories wash over him, and Isaac feels sick as his orgasm hits him like a wave, eyes rolling back as he pants into Joseph’s mouth.

[vikkirosko]

Headcanons

🙏 Joseph Seed x Reader 📖

You and Joseph met as children. Many children shunned him because of his visions, but you were not afraid of it. He was your friend and you weren't going to leave him because of that. He's been to several foster homes, but you haven't lost touch. You communicated by sending letters to each other. When you got older you met again at the university. You didn't tell him that you were in love with him, realizing that your feelings could ruin your friendship. Even when he told you about the girl he fell in love with, you remained a good friend to him

You and Joseph started seeing less of each other after he got married. You were a friend of his family and sometimes came to visit them. However, when Joseph came to you in the middle of the night, you were very worried. As it turned out, his wife had an accident. He told you about her death, about the death of his daughter. He was desperate. You were next to him, hugged him and listened to what he said. When he told you that he wanted to find his brothers, you offered to help him

You came to Hope County with Joseph and his brothers. You sincerely believed him, or at least you convinced yourself of it. You took care of him, reminding him that he was just a human being and that he needed a rest too. Joseph was grateful to you for that. For his flock, you were one of the closest to the Father. They respected you and fulfilled your requests, but you did not participate in their affairs. You spent most of your time with Joseph

Sometimes you caught yourself thinking that you stayed in Hope County only because of your feelings for Joseph. His brothers understood this, but neither they nor you talked about it. You weren't going to betray Joseph. You genuinely cared about him, even though you knew that your feelings were unlikely to find a response. You were going to stay with him until the very end, regardless of what lay ahead

✈️ John Seed x Reader 🕶

You and John met in Hope County. Eden's Gate didn't have such huge power back then. You lived on your small farm where you did business alone after the death of your parents. You had no problems with it and your life suited you. You got a little tense when in the evening, when you were about to go to rest, a car drove up to your farm. You didn't recognize the man who got out of the car, but he was polite and friendly. As it turned out, he wanted to buy some vegetables and hoped that he could buy them from you

John began to come to your farm often. He often started talking to you, he mentioned his family but never talked about them in detail. You had no idea that they were somehow connected with religion, but when you heard from friends that you should be afraid of John and his family, you were surprised. It was difficult for you to call John a religious person, and even more so to call him a religious fanatic and part of a sect. You weren't going to change your attitude based only on the words of other people. You felt sympathy for him and you didn't want to believe that he was a bad person

When the situation in the neighborhood got worse, you realized that John really wasn't the nicest person. When he came to you again, you were wary. The only thing that calmed you was that he came alone. John continued to be polite and even affectionate towards you. He invited you to the sermon so that you would understand that you didn't have to be afraid. The last thing John wanted was for you to be afraid of him. He wasn't a perfect person, but he wasn't going to hurt you

John would be lying if he said you didn't make him feel anything. He was hoping that you would eventually say yes and he would be able to see you as often as possible. He was sure that if you see each other more often, your relationship will grow into something more. He hoped that he wasn't the only one experiencing such feelings

🐺 Jacob Seed x Reader ⛰️

You and Jacob have known each other since you were teenagers. Then he lived with his brothers and guardians and you were one of the few people around whom he felt calm and forgot about all the problems. He fell in love with you and hoped that you had a future, but for the sake of protecting his brothers, he gave up this dream. You didn't know exactly where he disappeared until you heard your parents discussing that Jacob had killed his guardian and now he was waiting for a far from the easiest life

For so many years, Jacob has not been able to forget you. You were a ray of light in his life. After the army, he returned to his hometown and tried to find his brothers and you. He was really able to find his brothers, finally reunited with his family, but he couldn't find you. You moved out of town a few years ago and no one knew where. Jacob understood that he should have expected this, so he tried not to dwell on it. A new part of his life was waiting for him along with his brothers

In Hope County, he began spending a lot of time in the mountains. It was there that he met someone he did not expect to see there, especially after so many years. It was you. You've been living there for a long time, having moved there after graduating from university. You liked living in the mountains, in peace and quiet, but the appearance of Jacob destroyed your usual peace. He didn't tell you why he was in Hope County. He said that he had come there with his brothers, but he did not say the reason for this. He didn't want to destroy those fragile relationships that returned after so many years

Your house in the woods was bypassed, knowing that you are under the protection of Jacob. He often came to you, feeling calm next to you. You didn't mind his company. You were worried about him and the sheer number of his scars didn't calm you down. Even though your parents tried to convince you that he was a bad person, you didn't believe it. You wanted to find out what happened to him during the time that you didn't see each other and help him let go of all the pain that he kept to himself

🌺 Faith Seed x Reader 💫

You and Faith have known each other since childhood. You lived together in Hope County and grew up side by side. Rachel was your best friend and you often got into fights to protect her. She was soft and it was hard for her to stand up for herself, so you did it. You started dating as teenagers and were happy together. However, the older you got, the more problems there were in your lives

She developed an addiction from which you tried your best to save her, but every time she broke down again. You weren't mad at her, realizing that addiction was far from something that could be easily got rid of, but when she suddenly disappeared, you began to panic. You searched the whole city, fearing that she was dead, but your search was fruitless. The loss of one of the dearest people in your life really shook you, so when one of your friends called you to go to the Eden's Gate sermon. For you, it was just an opportunity to forget about your loss for a little while, even though you didn't believe what they were saying. But you didn't expect to see there

You were able to talk to her after the end of the sermon, perfectly feeling the frowns of the faithful on you. Rachel took you to the side, where the others wouldn't hear your conversation. She told you that she's Faith now and that Joseph opened her eyes to the truth and saved her. You felt very worried about her. You were afraid that Rachel had fallen under someone else's influence and tried to convince her to come home, but she wasn't going to come back. She treasured you, but she wasn't going to come back, so she invited you to join them so that you could continue to be together

It took you a few days to decide everything for yourself. You were ready to leave your usual life in order to stay close to Rachel. You had to get used to the fact that she was now a Faith and also to the fact that she connected her life with religion, but you were ready to accept her at any cost. You were ready to become her protector and follow her even to Hell if necessary. You understood that many people would say that she manipulated you and your feelings, but you didn't care. You knew the truth and that was enough for you

[seedofjoseph]

patroclus' funeral pyre

Fandom: Far Cry 5

Relationship: Jacob Seed x M!Reader

Rating: E (explicit)

Words: 1000

@necrodancing666: I was just wondering if you were willing to do a Jacob/male reader who gets unalived somehow by the deputy (maybe saving him/taking a bullet for him) and Jacob just goes full-on feral and slowly stops listening to Joseph

"The Lord giveth, and the Lord t–"

"Nah," Jacob Seed shook his wearied head. "I don't wanna hear nothing from God tonight," he swallowed the sob threatening to spill out. "I wanna hear from you, Joseph."

He sniffed and swapped his sleeve – your jacket's sleeve – under his nose. Another lump was launched into his throat at the thought of your scent fading from your uniform and his mind. And that day could be the very next, the full moon already outshining the dying embers of your funeral pyre. 

"Then listen to me when I say this," Joseph Seed sought out his eyes, but found them closed. "I know your pain," he sighed, an almost human sound coming out of God's mouthpiece. "I know it intimately," he stroked the fading face of his late wife. "And I know it was all part of His plan–"

Jacob's jaw squeezed shut, suppressing another sob before he unhinged it to bark at his brother: "That's not what you said when he was alive," his voice was as vicious as that of a wounded beast. "That's not what you said to his face," he closed his eyes around the memory of your smile – the most beautiful he's ever seen – on the night of your wedding. 

Joseph had come up the mountain to preside over the small but no less sacred ceremony himself, and even shut up God to welcome you into his family as a brother-in-law, and not his child. On that night, and every night after, you were Jacob's Chosen One, not just another soldier. 

On that night, your husband carried you off to bed in his arms. You reminded him that you weren't a child, despite the decades between the two of you. You also drew his attention to his bad back, and how the heavy weight of your body was a strain on it. But he simply stretched it, cracked it, and bowed it before you. His knees snapped as he did so, but that didn't stop him from taking off your boots before slowly stripping you. From that position, he laid praise, pressing kisses on your thick thighs and your soft stomach. 

Nothing made you weaker than his coarse fingers fondling you, but nothing made you stronger than his words of praise. And nothing was more sinful than preparing himself with your precum, but nothing was more sacred than him stretching your insides.

That night, you watched him cry for the first time as you worshiped his wounds, old and new. That night, you saw through his scarred skin and into his welled-up eyes. And you knew Jacob Seed beyond the brutality he bandaged himself with. 

Since that night, you were his Chosen One. Wherever Jacob Seed went, you followed like a shadow. Whenever he had to swing his sword, you'd do his will like a red right hand. And when the junior deputy came to drag him to Hell with her, you shielded him from his faith with your own body. 

Jacob Seed was fully sobbing now, slamming the balcony doors shut, and sealing himself from the smell of your burning corpse. "You said the Gates of Eden were open to him, that he'd walk through them with or without me."

He fully faced him now, in the dim light of his desk lamp. "I was meant to be your sacrifice, not him. It was never meant to be him. It was only ever me. The deputy," he was laughing now, as bitter as the epiphany he was experiencing. "Your chosen one? Yeah, your Chosen One was meant to sacrifice me."

"You are not my sacrifice," Joseph raised his voice, rousing from the chair. "You never were my sacrifice. I've already made mine," he looked up towards the ceiling, crying out. "My Faith–"

"She's rollin' in her goddamn grave," Jacob spit out. 

"What?" Joseph's voice cracked, his eyes now returning from the heavens back to earth. "What did you–"

"You heard me," his own voice was as steady as ever. "And she hears you goin' 'round callin' other women by her name."

His trigger hand was fidgeting. "Brother–"

"Oh, so I'm your brother now? I wasn't your brother when I asked for the deputy. You made me ask God for forgiveness for that one."

"Jacob," he gritted his teeth and grabbed his trigger hand with the other. "Brother, I can't give her to you. She is not yours to take."

"And why's that? God change his mind 'bout her faith, too?"

"You’re mourning," he answered, solemnly. "Your pain has blinded you," he unclenched his fist, and relaxed. "When you open your eyes in the morning, you’ll see things as clearly as I do."

“Nah," the widower shook his wearied head again. "I see 'em right now," he sniffed the collar of your jacket and grounded himself in his grief. "Clear as day," He opened the balcony doors, then, the office doors: "Good night, sleep tight and get the fuck off my mountain."

"Good night, Jacob," his brother retained his composure even as he got the door slammed behind him.

That night, he let himself be weak. He let himself sink into your jacket, into your pillow. He let himself inhale the smoke from your funeral pyre and choke on his own cries. And, that night, celebrated your life by playing the memory of you back in his mind, behind his wet eyes. 

His memory of your eyes looking up into his, and they pooled with tears of joy instead of misery. While he was weak in the knees, you were strong as you got down on yours, choking on his cock. And you didn’t give up until your drool and his cum foamed around the rim of your mouth. That night, his spit-slick hand couldn’t even come close to the tightness of your throat. 

And on that night, he had a vision of his own. He saw you looking down on him from the heavens as he burned through the Bliss fields in search of your murderer. He saw you lighting his way through Holland Valley like the sun, leading him to her. And he saw you smiling at the sight of Joseph howling over her corpse, as he had over yours.

The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away.

[jacobseedisbabygirl]

Snakes (Poly!Seed X Trans Male Reader)

TW FOR TRANSPHOBIA/VERBAL ABUSE

(Reader is AFAB!) A transphobic piece of shit is visiting during a sermon and misgender you (AFAB version: will write a AMAB version soon including non binary/xenogender folks!)

       The sermon was going well, Your lovers were all in good moods, even Jacob not starting any trouble with John. Until someone  decided to ruin it.

It happened after the sermon, you were at Faith's side, smiling and talking with two newcomers who had decided to join today's sermon. It was an older couple. You felt nervous and anxious. Hopefully, they wouldn't say anything about your pronoun button.

      "Are you a transgender?" The woman's husband questioned. His voice was almost venomous. You felt the fear wash over you. He was a tall, relatively built man.

       "Yes, I am!" You responded. You held onto Faith's arm. Faith could sense your uneasiness, moving her other hand to rest on yours as you clung onto her arm.

        "Eden's Gate is accepting of everyone. No matter their identity." Faith's voice was calm and collected. It almost soothed your nerves entirely.

         "I trust that won't be a problem?" You asked, trying your best to keep your cool.

        "I don't think it's  necessary for there to be a transgender here. I just feel it will ruin the whole experience for the both of us." His wife added, looking over at you. "She-"

         “He. Y/n's pronouns are he/him. I apologize but if you do not respect his pronouns then you will have to leave." Faith's voice was stern, yet you could almost hear the hint of rage in her voice. "I will refer to her as what I please, you don't have any right to correct me young lady!" The man spat, raising his voice. You felt your tears almost making themselves known.

       "Excuse me, is there a problem here?" Jacob's voice ran out from behind. You felt a loving hand on your shoulder as you clenched your eyes tightly. "Yes, there is. Why do you allow freaks like her into your project. God would not-"

       "God would not accept snakes like you into the garden. Y/n is a strong, capable man. You have no right to disrespect him like that." Joseph held his hand tightly on your shoulder, staring down the man. His voice was stern, calm, sure. His voice was like a lion's, ready to tear down those who disrespected him and his pride. "You," the man spat, glaring at you. "You will never be a man."

       "Don't you dare misgender my darling y/n!" John growled. Jacob gave the man a cold, harsh stare.

      'If looks could kill..' You thought to yourself. Your fear was replaced with love and pride as your boys stood in front of the couple.

     "I think it's best if you leave. We don't tolerate people like you." Jacob stated. The man paled, eyes quickly filled with fear. "C-come on dear let's go." He stuttered. "Are you alright, angel?" Joseph asked, quickly turning to you. You nodded, smiling. "I think so.. Thank you.." you responded, hugging him tightly. "I know those two. I'll have them marked. They aren't getting away this easily." John said. You smiled brightly. "We love you pup. Our boy." Jacob said, placing a quick but loving kiss to the top of your head. "Let's get something to eat.. I'm starving!" Faith said, offering you her arm. You nodded, taking it. You loved them. They loved you. They were your family.

I hope y'all enjoyed this as much as I did writing it!! Will update as soon as I can with more writing!! ♥️♥️

[axelflare9700]

Jacob Seed x My Wife OC Riley Colt

[flaggermuser]

First line meme

Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven’t written ten fics, share as many first sentences as you have.

Tagged by my bby @possumteeths <3 mwah mwah mwah

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“Bless the name of those who have dealt you blows. Be grateful to those who have caused you harm. For it is these sufferings that have led you to me.”

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‘I'm just a normal man, I wouldn't hurt nothing at all, but here we are’

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Tagging with no stress: @ventiswampwater @visceravalentines @brimbrimbrimbrim @languidcryptid

[edensgay]

Sweet Mrs. Seed

Sweet Mrs. Seed: A Jacob Seed Fanfiction

Relationship: Jacob Seed x Wife (Not the Deputy!)

Rating: All ages!

Summary: The story of Jacob and his wife.

Warnings: Subtle manipulation, blood, death, scars, homelessness, implied sex, brainwashing, bliss.

Word Count: 4,122

Author’s Note: Hey, Nonnie! I had a lot of fun with this one. I hope I did your request justice!

Jacob was at his lowest. Four months ago he'd gotten an honorable discharge on the grounds of being medically unfit for service. Jacob had lost his home the minute the state separated him from his brothers, once he’d joined the military he knew that it would be the only home he’d ever have.

He’d planned to be a lifer, he couldn’t see himself doing anything else. The world had no place for men like him. His only home was on the front lines, serving his country.

But here he was, wasting away in a military hospital. In a year he’d run out of money and be on the streets. He'd given his all for his country, only to find out that his country refused to care for him in his time of need.

His first week in here his old recruiter had stopped by, patted him on the shoulder and told him to call if he ever needed anything. He never would, but he kept the card with the man's number on it anyways, a reminder that someone in this world would be there for him.

Time went on. His friends from his unit moved on, forgetting about him after just a few weeks. He should be there, fighting by their side, not rotting in a hospital that didn’t give a damn about him.

It was hardly the first time he'd gotten wounded, his body covered in more scars than he could count. His first one was on range, he was practically a child when he got it, he’d been in for less than two months. A motivated 5.56 round had landed on the back of his neck, getting stuck in his blouse and burning the shit out of his neck.

He was bedridden a few times after bullets found new homes in his skin, never life threatening and after that he got back on his feet and went back to work. None of them had been enough to get him discharged.

After he and Miller had gotten shot down his leg had housed copious amounts of shrapnel, he’d leaned on Miller as they walked back. He knew only one of them would make it, and despite his own hurt leg he knew Miller would go down first. He’d done what he had to. He’d done it for his country.

The shrapnel had moved around in his leg, tearing through tissue like butter. It had hurt but he’d survived, that was the important thing. He stayed in the hospital, until he was healthy enough to fight once more.

He’d still be out there, fighting the good fight if not for his hospital roommate who heard his whimpers at night and reported them. When he’d just had a bum leg he was fine, he was still useful. But when he superiors found out he had a bum brain they'd written him off before he could even make an argument for himself.

He’d hated that man. He’d ruined his life, if it wasn’t for him Jacob would still be out there.

The loud sound of someone clearing their throat dragged him out of his spiteful thoughts.

“Sir? It’s time for your physical therapy.” The woman was a new nurse, he’d seen her around a few times.

She always looked done, there was a mangled scar twisting through one of her eyebrows and disappearing into her hairline. It only served to make her look more annoyed with her patients than she really was. She’d seen shit, same as him just the opposite end of it. She saw what happened after he did his job.

The other nurses would stand in the hall or in the corner of rooms where they thought the patients were sleeping and whisper about her. They’d whisper about her face, none of them wanted to ask, none of them cared for the truth. They liked their fantasies better.

He grunted and moved to swing his leg off his bed, wincing away from her gentle touch as she helped him into the wheelchair she’d provided. She settled him into it, touching him as little as possible before moving to wheel him out of the room.

“I can do it myself.” He growled at her, catching her arm and keeping her from grabbing the handles on the chair.

She raised an eyebrow and shrugged “Fine by me.” She walked alongside him as he struggled to wheel himself down the hall.

After that the two of them slowly became friends, at first neither of them actually liked each other but they spent so much time together it was hard for them not to become close. They had a gruff sort of banter between them, Jacob would insist he could take care of himself and she’d snort and call him old.

“What happened to your face?” He could have posed it in a nicer way but that wasn’t their relationship, they were crass with each other and neither of them sugar coated shit.

She scrunched her face up at the memory. “I got attacked by a patient. There was construction outside of our hospital and nobody warned him. The noises triggered his PTSD and he panicked. He slammed my face into his bedframe.”  She shrugged, shaking her head as if she could shake the memory off.

Jacob made a promise to himself that he would never hurt her, no matter how bad the nightmares or the episodes he would never hurt her.

She liked Jacob, she saw potential in him. He had a bright future ahead of him, whether he knew it or not.

“The doctor says that if you keep up with your physical therapy your leg should be good as new in a few more weeks.” She sat on the edge of his bed, holding a mirror for him while he shaved his face.

“Trying to get rid of me?” He grinned at her, pausing his motions to give her a soft look.

“Yep. You’re the worst patient I have.” She had a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she gave him an impish grin.

He didn’t last a few more weeks, he didn’t get to finish his physical therapy or say goodbye to his nurse friend. His money ran out and his country officially turned it’s back on him.

It was three years before they saw each other again. He’d been living on the street for three years, he was a shell of the man he once was. He was a far cry from the fine soldier he’d once been, yet again he was like a lost child with no home. Until he heard a voice.

It wasn’t the voice his brother heard, but it felt like salvation all the same.

“Seed?” Her voice was smaller than he remembered, but it was still her. She looked tired, but her eyes held the same mischievous twinkle that haunted his dreams.

He'd seen her face every day for the last three years, painted on the back of his eyelids. The memory of her hands stroking his face interrupted his nightmares.

“Nurse.” He greeted, his voice harsh from years of neglect.

She grinned at him, her face brightening the small corner of the alley he was taking shelter in. “I finally found you.”

His eyes narrowed, she’d been looking for him? She’d actually cared that much about him? “What?”

“When they kicked you out without any warning or anything I called them all ‘heartless pricks’ and told them to eat a dick.” She shrugged sheepishly as she took a seat beside him on the asphalt.

His chest tightened at the sight of her sitting on the trash covered ground beside him. She’d always been better than the others, she actually cared about her patients. The fact that after all this time she still sat beside him like he was the clean cut soldier he had been and not some dirty homeless man made him warm inside.

“Don’t look so sappy. I got pretty decent severance pay.” She punched his shoulder, giving him a soft smile.

“Sure.” He rolled his eyes and shook his head.

After a few minutes in silence she spoke up again, “Alright let’s go.”

He frowned at her, wondering where they were going.

“You’re disgusting. Come back to my place and shower.”

He did.

Her apartment was a shithole. The free clinic she worked for paid like shit and her hours were shit. She’d given up her comfortable life to look for him, she hadn’t taken a vacation and looked for a week before given up she’d searched for him for three years.

They’d only been friends for a couple months before their separation, but here she was. She’d left her job for him, she’d followed him. She’d cared.

After his shower he found himself staring into the mirror, wondering where everything had gone wrong. The face in the mirror wasn’t one he recognized. His beard had grown unruly, his face had thinned out and the bags under his eyes looked like they would never go away.

He stiffened when he felt arms wrap around his half naked form. In the mirror he could see her eyes peeking over his shoulder. “You’re okay.” She mumbled. He hadn’t heard her come in, but her presence was more than welcome.

She’d seen him at his lowest points and yet she was here. When they were in the hospital he’d needed help getting up to go to the bathroom, because he stubbornly refused to use a bedpan or have a catheter. She’d picked him up off the floor when he collapsed in the hall on the way to physical therapy. When he’d woken up in the middle of the night covered in a sheen of sweat from a nightmare she’d sit beside him and play cards until he felt tired enough to sleep again. She’d found him on the streets after years of searching and welcomed him into her home.

“We should get married.” He said, his eyes never leaving hers.

She simply quirked an eyebrow. “Well aren’t you a walking stereotype?” She squeezed him tighter, nuzzling her face into his damp shoulder.

“That a no?”

“You only want me for my health insurance.” She chuckled and pulled away from him, staying close but not too close.

He turned around, crossing his arms and frowning at her. “I’m serious.” He was, she was pretty and she cared, that was more than he’d had in a long time.

“I’ll think about it.”

Jacob had started picking up odd jobs to help out with rent and food money, his schedule was questionable at best and every day he woke up not know what he’d be doing that day. It was almost familiar.

One thing that never changed was that he’d walk to the clinic at the end of her shift so they could walk home together. He could handle himself, walking through dark streets towards the sketchy alley that housed the free clinic, he was imposing. Nobody in their right mind would screw with him, but she was delicate. A woman walking alone at night was dangerous, after all that she had done for him the least he could do was keep her safe.

When he came around the corner he saw her waiting by the door, a soft smile crossed his expression as he saw her. It faded when he saw a man approach her, something in the way he walked was off. His hand instinctually found the knife he kept in his pants, he had no qualms about using it.

She let out a small shriek as the man grabbed her, he attempted to shove her into the wall but she fought back. She bit the hand he put over her mouth and threw her elbow into his stomach. Jacob didn’t hesitate, he pulled out his knife and charged, knocking the man off of her before slitting his throat.

He pulled away, staring blankly at the gurgling man on the floor. Death hadn’t affected him in a long time, but he found it hard to look at her. He was afraid of how she might react.

“Let’s get the fuck out of here.” She murmured, grabbing his arm and dragging him back towards their apartment.

They didn’t speak on the way there, both of them caught up in their thoughts.

Jacob knew this was it, he’d shown her how truly fucked up he was and she was going to kick him out. At least he’d protected her, even if she did end up hating him.

As soon as they stepped into the apartment she shoved him into the wall, her mouth covering his. It wasn’t sweet, it was frantic. Both of them kissing and clawing at each others clothes like they thought the other would disappear.

“Let’s fucking get married.” She whispered into his ear, nipping at the soft skin of his neck.

They were only married for a few weeks when Joseph and John appeared at their door. Jacob was hesitant, his brothers didn’t know who he was, they didn’t know what he’d done.

His wife knew, his wife accepted him. When his brothers showed up he almost didn’t go with them, he was afraid of disappointing them. They both remembered him as their big brother, the protector, their hero. How would they react to his fall from grace? She’d swallowed his fears, kissed them away until he had no choice but to go with his brothers.

She’d taken the move easier than him. As soon as they’d arrived in Montana she got a job at the veterans center, her first day she met two Deputies who had responded to a disturbance.

The deputies invited her to the Spread Eagle that night, as a Welcome to Hope County gesture. Jacob stayed back at the ranch with his brothers while they plotted their next move.

The locals took to her while they remained wary of the Seed brothers. Something about her made her easily approachable, the scar that had previously caused vicious whispers now viewed as the mark of the lionheart.

Word spread quickly about the sweet Mrs. Seed who so boldly wore her good intentions on her face. It made it easy for people to trust her, she was a healer. Joseph saw potential in her. Jacob wanted his brother to stay away from her.

She was his, she was his light. He was afraid of what might happen if Joseph sunk his claws into her.

“Jacob, do not worry. Your wife will be an important part of our future. She will walk through Eden’s Gate with us.” Joseph would say whilst cupping his face.

She accompanied Joseph when he went to say hello to Father Jerome. She shook the priests hand as he welcomed her family and congratulated them on their congregation. She and Joseph left as his flock slowly shuffled into the building, she noted each person in the pews.

The two went to church every Sunday, even though they’d never been religious. Jacob went for his brothers and his wife went for him. They watched for months as the flock grew, faces from Father Jerome’s church started appearing in their flock. The stolen members shaking her hand, none of them realizing how easily they had abandoned their convictions.

Mrs. Seed was a sweet public figure, she provided badge shaped cookies for the Sheriff’s Office’s booth every year for the Testy Festy. Every year the Veterans Center had a fundraiser, she baked cookies for that, too. She was a trustworthy face.

“Kitten, Joseph wants me to be a herald.” She was cooking dinner, dancing around the kitchen and humming while he sat at the counter and watched her.

She turned to him and raised an eyebrow. “A herald?”

“He wants me to train our people. Eden’s Gate has no place for the weak.”

She snorted as she continued to stir the pasta sauce on the stove. She knew Jacob was only there for his family, he had little cares for the religious aspect of it. Her husband had searched for his purpose for as long as she had known him.

He’d always had a lost look in his eye, his family had alleviated some of it. If he’d found his purpose as a herald training soldiers in a cult then far be it from her to crush his dreams. He was finally rising to the potential she’d seen in him all those years ago.

“Suits you.”

He nodded, looking down and picking at his fingernails. “He wants to speak with you.”

“Okay.”

Her meeting with Joseph was outside his chapel, in a small garden behind the building. He spoke to her in hushed tones, holding her hand the entire time. He whispered about how they needed Faith, and without Faith they would have nothing.

She politely told him that she wasn’t his Faith, but that she would help him look.

He agreed, she wasn’t Faith. She had a gift from God, it would be a waste for her ignore it.

A few nights later they were having a family dinner, Joseph sitting at the head of the table with John at the opposite end. Jacob sat to Josephs left and to Josephs right sat a young dark-haired woman named Lana.

During dinner Joseph centered the conversation around Lana, when she excused herself to go to the bathroom he asked what she thought of the woman.

“She’s weak.”

Joseph nodded thoughtfully, “I agree. She is not strong enough to lead our people through Eden’s Gate.”

That night Mrs. Seed and Lana took a walk, Lana never came back to the house.

Jacob adjusted to his role slower than his wife adjusted to hers. But once he settled in he got right to work training his Chosen.

The Chosen had to be the strongest, they were the protectors of the flock, of his family. He would cull the weak, he would never lose his family again.

Most nights he came home covered in blood, his wife never questioned it. She’d climb into the shower with him and wash the blood off, chatting nonchalantly about her day. He’d tell her about his in return, every day he expected to see her recoil in disgust.

He waited for the day that she flinched away from him. It never came, his wife was a strong woman.

Weeks later a new woman named Selena joined the fold, this one showed more promise. Her blonde hair giving her a radiant glow, she certainly looked more angelic than the former. The two women spent a lot of time together, gardening and exploring the Henbane together.

Mrs. Seed kept her job at the Veterans Center, though she spent more time working for Joseph. Her work at the center was part time, Eden’s Gate was her future.

She brought Selena to the center as a test to see how capable of recruiting the woman was. On the drive home they stopped to go to the bathroom in the woods, Selena didn’t get back in the car.

Then Rachel came along.

John, Jacob and Joseph were all skeptical. None of them thought she would make it, she was a scared teenage girl. Someone else thought differently. Mrs. Seed took Rachel under her wing, and thus Faith was born.

“This one. She has potential.” She murmured to Joseph as she eyed the tattoo on the bleary girls wrist.

Since Jacob and his wife had started their missions they hadn’t seen each other as much, but once Faith fulfilled her duties Mrs. Seed was slowly relieved of hers.

She went back to full time work at the Veterans Center, keeping her job for the next few months until slowly the work pattered out. The center was eventually abandoned. The fear of the world ending was more important than a musty building where men gathered to recount the horrors of what felt like a past life.

Suddenly everyone in the County was a doomsday prepper, all of them building bunkers and staying home as much as they could as they waited for the end. Eden’s Gate offered solace to those who didn’t have their own to retreat to.

People were being recruited at twice the rate that they had been before. The recruitment methods were becoming less than desirable as Faith filled her role. Faith turned out to be exactly what they had needed, she was more ruthless than previously thought.

Jacob was happy to let his wife retire for the most part, he told her she shouldn’t be on her feet so much these days anyway.

Joseph prophesied that it was almost time, soon the collapse would be upon them. The locals had started fighting back, though their attempts were weak. Joseph’s heralds easily kept their uprising at bay.

A group of three brought the beginning of the end. Snakes in their garden. Two of them were easily disposed of while the last folded into their midst, and sent to the Chosen trials. Joseph had held high hopes for her, based on the fact that she planned to join the military. She had let them all down.

“Joseph says tonight is the night.” Jacob said as he trimmed his beard in their bathroom mirror. His wife stood behind him, leaning against the bathroom door and watching with mild interest. “Stay home, just in case.”

She nodded. She understood her role. “You’re mine, Mr. Seed.” She murmured as she nuzzled into his side.

“You’re mine, Mrs Seed.” He chuckled, holding her tight to his side. “Only mine.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead and placed a hand on her stomach before he left.

That night she looked out her bedroom window, watching the plume of smoke that stemmed from Josephs island.

So it began.

A few weeks later her new lapdog told her that Jacob had something to show her. He held her steady as he helped her down the stairs, his hands shook.

She turned to him and smiled, “Do not be afraid. Fear makes you weak.” Her words were soft and the man in the rumpled uniform beside her relaxed as her hand moved to cup his cheek.

Mrs. Seed was a good person, it wasn’t her fault that her husband had turned out to be a monster. Sweet Mrs. Seed who put herself in harms way to protect her patients couldn’t be one of the bad guys. Sweet Mrs. Seed that baked cookies for fundraisers couldn’t willingly be apart of a cult that killed people. She was a trapped housewife. That’s how the community rationalized it, when they saw her around they all felt swells of pity for her.

The resistance thought she had potential, she had a moral compass unlike the rest of the Seeds. If they could get her over to their side they might have a chance.

She watched from a distance as her husband stood stock still in front of a cage, he had an unreadable expression on his face as he gazed at the slumped form before him. The man by her side shrank in on himself as they approached her husband.

“Good boy, Peaches.” Jacob said, nodding at Pratt as he held his arm out to his wife.

Jacob wrapped his arms around her as she snuggled into his side, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek. “What do you think?” He asked, his eyes never leaving the cage.

She squinted at the cage, looking over the bruised and battered figure. The person in the cage had their cheek in the mud as they squinted up at her. Judging by the hazy look in their eyes they were riding out a Bliss high.

“This is the Junior Deputy?” She asked, rocking on her heels as Jacob’s arm around her waist traced circles on her stomach.

He grunted in acknowledgement.

“This one has potential.” A shark-like grin appeared on her face, the soft look in her eye replaced with a cold gaze.

In that moment the resistance members in the nearby cages, Deputy Pratt, and Rook all realized something. As they looked up at Jacob Seed and the heavily pregnant Mrs. Seed they realized that sweet Mrs. Seed that baked cookies and cared for the greater good didn’t exist, she never had.

“Take my wife back to our room.” Jacob ordered Pratt, finally taking his eyes off of the Junior Deputy.

“Bye, Daddy. Don’t stay up too late.” She cooed, pressing a kiss to her husband’s lips.

He gently kissed her back, holding her as if she would break at any minute. His hands cupped her swollen swollen belly, as he whispered to his wife and unborn child that he would be home soon.

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Jacob Seed & Ava Walsh 😍🥰 love birds.

Thank you @mdyaoi @rookdale ❤️

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God's Children (Fem!reader x The Seed Family, Part 5.)

Description: In the year 2018, a huge nuclear attack took place, having its epicenter on Hope County, Montana. All the people were supposed to be gone, but the reality turned around to be much different from that.

A/N: I enjoyed this chapter so fucking much. Also, I got a bit off the rails with this one - 4.6 K. I made an oopsie. And read the hashtags, I think I'm hilarious sometimes.

Warnings: Usage of the Bliss, the ceremony of being accepted into the cult - or at least when you're prominent. I think it would go just like that with any of their followers - just because they are mister puppeteers.

Tagging: @justanothergirlwithdemons​

Read the rest here, babe:  PART ONE  PART TWO  PART THREE  PART FOUR

Masterlist:  H E R E

Hope County, Montana, 2015:

In the year of living alongside John Seed, a lot of things have changed - whether changed inside of you or they were changing in front of your own eyes.

When you had the crazy idea of accepting John's proposal, you didn't believe that you will make it work. But it worked just naturally. You basically just moved to the big ranch which John has bought you, packing your life and things out of Georgia completely.

You went to visit your parents for the last time in a long time. Your father almost slapped you in affection when you told him straight to his face that you refuse to live under his rules anymore. You sat there as a proud, confident woman during his snap, watching him. Your mom was happy for you - she thought that you have found somebody to live along in this world.

Nothing inside of you told her, that the marriage wasn't for love. Yeah, John provided you with enough affection, with enough grand gestures, a huge and beautiful engagement ring, he was fully comfortable with you being a woman who just wanted their own life. He accepted it and even supported it. But that marriage was far from being a marriage of love.

For John, it was free accessible sex. Joseph refused to know that John is continuing in his sexual life and other activities which could actually kill him one day - so he gave him an ultimatum. He would not have sex or he would find someone to share this beautiful act with. So it was such good news for John when you accepted his proposal.

It also had a religious purpose, but John told you not to stress about any of that.

He was engaged, which was corresponding with what Joseph wanted for and from John, and it was suiting John as well. He was a lot calmer after that when he had someone who actually understanding and processing information his way. When he proposed you an idea, you didn't try to reason with him. You just said 'Don't you want to think this through again?' and 'Do we need to do all of this the hard way? Look at it from my point of view'. But you didn't tell him that he should not do the thing he wanted to do.

You did a number on the ranch too. Joseph sent you the first group of his followers and they helped you with making that ranch a home. It actually felt like home after two months, repainted the walls, moving in the new furniture.

John gave you a full upper hand upon that ranch - it was your work of making a home and you decided to focus on the 'redneck potential' as John called it. You chose an ideal kitchen for you, a huge dining room for John and your family if they would like to visit and a beautiful relaxation space serving also as a living room.

But you loved the gardens and your bedroom the most.

Outside of the house, you were working through the contracts upon owning the most of the Holland Valley. You loved that place and soon, with the help of Joseph's men, you repaired and opened up the places which brought another money to your bank account for buying and renovating other property. It just was a neverending cycle which made you happy.

You knew about the existence of camps for the men and women Joseph has recruited, you heard many calls between John and Joseph - but he never took you on a visit. You just knew that you and John had your place in a high place of the religion's hierarchy. And to say at least, you were pretty glad that nobody was taking you as a part of all of it.

Joseph Seed was a long-time mystery for you. You haven't seen that man for the first six months of your engagement to John. Then you invited him to have dinner with you and John on the ranch. You had some really nasty, weird vibes from that man.

Sure, Joseph was really charismatic, neat and even better with words than John, which you found almost unreal. When you wanted to greet him, instead of shaking hands, he gently grabbed your face and kissed your forehead. You were scared of him at first, but as the evening passed, you turned to like that man, leaning to your palm and drinking wine as he spoke to you like no one else existed at that moment. John was not pleased with you liking his older brother as much as you did. You laughed it off and told John that he's only being jealous - which lead to a whole night of fucking that jealousy away.

But something about Joseph made you think about him when you didn't control your mind for a moment.

The longer you stayed in their slowly growing religion, you noticed some funky business going on. Slowly, you started to have patrols around your ranch - the people of Fall's End started to notice you more and more as you continued with buying more and more property. Sure, Hope Country was as prosperous as not in a long time, but something about you felt itchy. They started to notice you, to watch you, they were cutting you off. But Joseph's patrols were just weird. Like if someone put a spell on them. They were tuned off of the word around, like if the reality didn't even fucking exist around them.

Also, you started to see Joseph regularly. You noticed a strange habit of him having always a girl by his side whom he called 'Faith', but every time you came to see him again, there was a new one.

One night, it was when the cold fall finally came to Hope County, you found a girl knocking at your ranch's door. She was freezing and clearly drugged. You noticed that she's a junkie - veins on her left hand were swollen and slightly violet. But as soon as you opened up the door, she just flat out fell inside. To her bad luck, Joseph was staying at your ranch that night and he was mesmerized by the girl.

Rachel. Some Rachel Jessop, as she introduced her when she had finally woken up. Joseph was mesmerized by her, he called her a siren as soon as she opened up her eyes. Both of the Seeds were just taken away by her - which made you jealous as fuck, honestly. She was the center of their attention and affection for a few weeks and you felt like a fifth wheel, whether John told you not to be too passionate about the new Faith.

Occasionally, everything went back to normal as Joseph decided that Faith will show her full potential in the region of Henbane River. She looked healthier and better than when she knocked on your door. You never found your way to approach that girl not you even tried to.

When talking about the Seed siblings, just as you continue your negotiations, they continue to search for the last member of the family. Jacob. His name was Jacob. And that was when John fully used his silver tongue and the surname 'Duncan'. They found him eventually - and from what you learned from files you were able to read behind the other brother's back. He was a soldier and ended up in a Veteran's center and jail, you learned. That was fucking wild.

Because there was no other place for Jacob, he was staying over at your place. You could basically feel your energy on your skin - his looks were empty and his body was hollow from the inside. Jacob was spaced out sometimes for a whole day and when the night came, he just got up and went to sleep. After those long nights, you usually found him sitting on the sofa again, spacing off to the garden.

One brother, your fiancé John, was a bomb which could just blow up at any minute - his eyes were constantly full of anger and by the time, he started to have bad days. The second one, soldier Jacob, was a hollow shell of his former persona. The last one, Joseph, was sometimes acting like a weirdo and a psycho in one person, sometimes he didn't talk all week, sometimes he only talked about God, sometimes it felt like he was... Trying to flirt with you subtly. And the last one, Faith, was constantly in a state of bliss. They were fucking odd at times.

The Seeds. That was who you were as well. Some other Seed.

As time passed, Joseph made you and John coming to his sermons every time some of them were occurring. You were practically forced to be there even if you weren't interested in it at all. Joseph was almost strangely attached to you coming to his sermons - he made you sit in the first row and his look was following you as he spoke.

You knew that a lot of things he was saying were flat out bullshit. They didn't make any sense. But the way Joseph spoke, that was the shit. He was passionate, charismatic. He made you feel like you belonged right on the seat where you sit. He knew how to make a person feel special, how to make them feel relaxed to be actually open to the possibility that any of his bullshit is real.

One day, John came home. Everything looked right, you've cooked dinner and talked Jacob to eat at least three forks before he spaced out and ghosted through the ranch's fields. But that was pretty normal when you were speaking about Jake.

But John made you freak out. You grew to like him, he was your closest person in Hope County. You started to worry about him, you were used to him and you were looking after him, when he was working too much, you just blew him under the desk, which made him usually go to bed. You knew how to approach John Seed.

So when he entered the ranch with a fucking blood bath happening on his chest, your face went from smiling to pale in a matter of seconds. You loved John's tattoos. He had a load of them and it made him hot. You bit them every time he tried to fuck you through the mattress. But that wasn't a tattoo. He knew how to tattoo himself - you felt that something happened.

He had a problem even with walking to the sofa.

"Baby?" - You asked him and your voice trembled. - "Johnny, baby, what's wrong?" - You went after him, just as he laid down on his back. He wasn't talking to you at all, so you slowly peeled the shirt out of his chest. And you almost thew up on the spot.

Somebody craved the name of the deadly sins into the chest of your fiancé. He had a deep, bleeding cut right in the middle of his fucking chest. Your fingers started to shake as you traced around the wound. In shock you finally saw that he has not only one sin on his body - another was craved on his right hip. You were shocked to say at least.

Without any hesitation, you got up on your legs, got some alcohol and gazes to clean John up at least a bit. He was silent and just watched the ceiling as you cried and cleaned his wound. You were fucking scared out of your own mind. And he was just... Lying there. His body was out of order and his mind was miles away from you.

Then, when you basically have torn the shirt out of his body and cleaned both of his new masterpieces. You put your sobbing face on his thighs, closed your eyes and you just waited for your John to come of that state.

You sat there for hours, sometimes you sat into the big, plushy armchair next to the sofa John was on. He fell asleep at about two a.m. at night, that's when you took a small nap as well. Then, you woke up at five a.m. and made yourself just coffee. Jacob was up as well, he was going for a small walk again. You smiled at him and almost had a heart attack when he smiled back at you. That day was wild.

John came back to consciousness back at seven a.m. when he tried to turn on his side. That's when the pain hit him, almost opening his wound even if you patched him up.

"Baby, baby, Johnny. I'm here." - You immediately fell flat on your knees next to his head and you tugged some fallen our hair back to its place. He looked at you with visible confusion before he remembered who you actually are. He caught your cheek with his palm just so be could focus on your face.

"Y/N, I have great news for you." - He smiled and leaned to kiss you. You gently kissed him back Your eyes teared up again as you traced your fingers on his neck, his collarbones, chest, and belly, letting your hand rest next to the lust, another deadly sin craved into his skin. - "Last night, I finally came to peace with my sins. I have atoned to Got and he forgave me all that I have done."

"You had an atonement? I'm glad that you feel free, baby, but who did something as fucked up like this to you?" - You leaned your forehead on his shoulder and began to cry. He hugged the back of your head with his forearm and you accepted it with grace.

"I started it. It brought me such peace I've never felt in my life before. Joseph helped me to finish it because I demanded it. I wanted it." - He sighed dreamily and looked back on the ceiling. You froze up. He has done that shit to himself. He fucking craved words into his own skin. - "This way will cleanse the world. I need them to see. Through pain, through seeing your own sins on your body, you can actually feel God's grace." - He chuckled and you slowly sat and crawled back into your armchair. That was a lot to take in. Almost too fucking much.

You exhaled loudly, covering your mouth and closed your eyes. You cried again.

"I want you to be clean as well, dove." - He took your hand to his to made you look at him.

"Do you want to hurt me?" - You made his palm falling from yours. - "Do you want to hurt me like that?" - You asked and John opened up his eyes widely. He exhaled as well and chuckled.

"I won't do this to you if you confess to you sins voluntarily and without resistance." - John smiled at you. You had such a pretty face when your eyes were tearing up and your cheeks reddened. You were beautiful. He had no idea how lucky be was when he has such a woman who worried about his bratty angry ass.

"Is it necessary?" - You caught his hand again, playing with his fingers.

"If you want to stay here with me and become my wife, it's rather necessary. If you would like to stay here with us, Joseph wants you to do it." - John kissed your hand. - "We need to give our followers a proper example. What start would be better with Joseph's heralds? It's important. We will do you a small ceremony, nothing too brutal. I wouldn't hurt you. Don't you trust me?"

So you were just told that you will need to proceed with your commitment to Joseph and to John, to the religion. And you were expected to listen. So you listened.

The sermon and ceremony were planned on the same night. John surprised you when he bought you a tight, white dress and ordered one of the followers to braid your hair and to braid in some daisies. When John drove to the church, you looked like a doll. Your legs were prolonged with white high heels and the dress made you appear so innocent. You wouldn't say that looking like a saint makes John smile and happy, rendering joy.

The church members embraced you with great love and respect - they were using your full name with such a heavenly grace, they say kissed your knuckles and pressed your fingers to their forehead. They, either men or women, complimented on your appearance in great words and especially talked about their shared happiness with your engagement.

You and John formed the Royal couple of Joseph's church. Everybody was just over their heels with the surprisingly fast approach of your wedding. So to be exact, you were glad that you finally sat on the bench. Listening to Joseph's sermon was harder than ever because you knew what is happening after that. And you knew that they even talked Jacob and Faith into that bullshit. But Faith was strangely enthusiastic about the atonement.

So you were brain-dead and scared for your life when the sermon ended and everyone got up and went in the direction of the river. You were actually the last one sitting at the bench with tears falling out of your eyes. Those were tears of fear.

"God won't let you get hurt, my child." - You heard Joseph's kind, quiet words and you snapped back to the present moment.

"How can you be so sure? What if I'm a sinner and this whole thing will not go well? I'm scared, Joseph." - His hand dropped on your shoulder, so you hugged with yours it gently, leaning your cheek to that touch.

"I am so sure because I got the chance to know your soul. John talks about you a lot as well. There were two major sins present in your life, but you'll get better once you will confess to them, I swear. Trust me, come with me, and I will lead you to Eden's Gate." - Joseph leaned down to kiss your forehead.

That's how the man spoke to you all the time. He just knew what tone he should use, how fast he should speak to you - Joseph just knew you like the back of his hand. And you just went along with buying his games.

So you leaned into that touch, closed your eyes and gently hugged his palms with your fingers. You could feel as he stood up, but you didn't want him just to end that touch. So you were standing up as well, until you stood in front of each other, looking into the other's eyes, while you still held his hands on your face.

"Are you ready to go now?" - Joseph asked gently and you, after a long while of thinking, just nodded. He offered you his elbow, like a father leading his daughter through the aisle and you simply accepted, your nails practically craving into his forearm. You noticed that he has some new scars - just like your beloved John had.

But you were now the most privileged at the moment - the father himself lead you to your atonement. You were the first to go - of course. The Baptist's fiancée needed to go first. To serve as an example.

Everybody was saying your name, they were cheering for you, the looked so happy at that moment that you ran out of words. Maybe that was a thing that needed to happen. Maybe it will make you feel better in the end. You know, closer to God, closer to the cleanness Joseph wanted you to feel.

John was standing in water, thighs deep. He was smiling at you and Joseph - so you smiled back and nodded at him. You knew that you can somehow count on that man. After all, he truly was everything you had at that moment.

You felt everyone looking at your very own back with their piercing gazes, their eyes full of expectations. You could hear Joseph speaking, but you only concentrate on your fiancé in the water, slowly walking to him, your hands finding his in the ice-cold water. 

“Are you ready to confess, accept and cleanse your sins, my dear?” - He asked you in a smooth, loving voice. You were sure that none of their followers can hear you, that was only your moment. 

“I am ready in the Lord's and Joseph's name. I am fully willing to accept the weight of my sins, darling.” - You answered quietly. He proudly nodded, one of his followers brought him some sort of a scarf over his shoulders and a book. The Word of Joseph it was. 

“Let your atonement begin then, my love.” - He smiled at you. As John practically shouted the  'holy' words, a thought flashed your mind. Were you doing the right thing or not? Those words were sounding very like an egomaniac and like the words of madness. You tried to shake it out of your head, but it was still there as John's men poured some sparkly fluid into the water around you and his thumb delicately baptized your forehead. 

“Our sister is ready to confess all of her sins!” - He turned you to the crowd and they were cheering up for you. 

“Are you admitting that you're guilty of two deadly sins?” - John asked you loudly, and you nodded. The fluid in on your face was making you insanely numb to everything around you. You had a problem with standing up straight, but the world around you was so beautiful all of a sudden. You saw every contour of Joseph's smiling face, Faith looked like a fairy and John was illuminated by low light. That was the Lord?

Maybe you've done everything right. There was nothing you could've done wrong. No. Now you were perfectly sure, everything felt so obvious suddenly. This was God's plan, definitely. You would swear on your very own life. It was clearer than a blue sky. This was the place you were destined to be. By John's side, you were made to be a part of the family.

You couldn't hear almost anything John was telling you. At least until his voice became louder and more melodic as he started to shout.

"Do you atone to carrying the sins of lust and pride in your heart? Do you?" - He yelled at you, holding your face in his palms firmly. You nodded, but that wasn't enough for him. - "Say it, my love. Say it out loud, so everyone can hear you."

"Yes. Yes I atone to be rotten inside, I atone to carry those sins deep in my very own heart, but I want to be clean. I atone to those sins and I want to be cleansed." - You shouted for your dear life because you felt as he lowered you down to the water. They drugged you, obviously. You were scared so much you wanted to cry your eyes out. You thought that he wanted to drown you alive. And you never felt more intense fear in your whole life.

"May the Lord have mercy with your soul. Let the cleansing begin." - He whispered and pushed you under the water surface. You still saw him illuminated by the light, but blurry by the water in your eyes.

This was your cleansing - he craved the sins into his own skin and this was the atonement you deserved to be cleansed in God's eyes. The first half of a minute was good, your lungs still had air in them. But he held you underwater longer and longer. He held you there so long that your consciousness started to face away and your body started to tremble. John was basically drowning you in the river in front of almost fifty of witnesses and nobody said shit to him.

They saw every second as a holy act. They saw the tensing of your body as something so sacred and beautiful that nobody dared to even say something to stop John and save you. He pulled you out of the water just seconds before you would pass out.

The world seemed even more perfect than ever before. You were on a thing that others just called the bliss. Local drug. The world and the people around you were I'm front of you just as God made them, perfect and flawless. Everything was in glitter, calm purple and shining.

"Sisters and brothers, may I introduce you to the newest addition to my four horsemen who will protect all of you, who will look after my flock and take care of you when the Collapse comes. The last piece to our puzzle, the last Herald who will look after the Holland Valley. Welcome, sister Y/N to our family." - Joseph said to everyone when a few men hide you behind their back so you could puke out the water inside of your lungs and in your stomach.

You felt like there's more and more to puke, your stomach felt like it was floating. The Bliss was harming you; it may have calmed you down a bit and changed your perception of the world around you, but it made you feel sick and John felt as you trembled in his arms. He knew he has to take you home before you puke in front of everybody.

"From this day, my beautiful sister will take care of perfecting our choir." - Joseph kissed your forehead and smiled at you. - "Will you accept this privilege, my dear sister?"

"Yes. Yes, I will gladly." - You mumbled with nodding. You were too out of reality to even know what was going on. You just felt as John lead you to the car and when nobody saw you, you finally puked behind the trunk of his black SUV. Your make-up was smudged all over your face, your dress was soggy and you were freezing, but you stood there and puked everything out, including the dinner you got before you and John took off the ranch.

"I'm not feeling well, baby, I'm not feeling well." - You pulled all your bodyweight into the trunk so you won't fall on the ground.

"That's all right. I felt the same when I craved the sins into my body and I accepted the fact that my soul was cleansed." - John grabbed your shoulders and lead you to the passenger's seat. - "Your body was just freed from the sin and it's feeling so light that you feel you have to get all of it out of your body. You're a herald now and I will take care of you."

You couldn't see that their tactics are the cruelest under the sun. They drugged you, they lied to you and they made you believe those lies. But you couldn't tell that you're puking, because the formula of bliss still wasn't perfect and they basically were only testing the last brew on you. But it made sense in your head - you were cleansed. And accepted.

Even if it was just one big lie.

[lethalchiralium]

Sunshine | Jacob Seed x F!Reader

a/n: heheh

warnings: children, mentions of childbirth, injuring others, knives, cussing, pain, tooth rotting fluff ❤️, fatherhood

summary: here she was. all of you and the best of him.

Her little hand couldn’t have been bigger than his thumb. Her little face soft and round, his rough hands seemed too dangerous to hold her but Jacob didn’t care.

He just stared, watching her little chest rise and fall, carefully moving away his dog tags from even thinking about touching her. A quiet gift from God, his own little being that he was responsible for. And no one could take her away from him.

“Jacob,”

Except you.

The new father looked to his other half, eyes heavy and arms out, asking for their child. He wanted a little longer, just another moment of this; watching their creation experience life.

He couldn’t deny you, he stood up and gently placed the creature in your arms. He was quick to move up her head, to cover the child with a blanket but that only made you wave him away.

“She’s my child too, Jacob.”

He didn’t answer, he only stood and watched you hold his little being, his dream come true. This nervousness that infected his chest was getting hard to clear, you literally birthed the child and he thought you were doing it wrong. Was this normal?

“Jake,” You whispered, Jacob’s blue eyes moved to his wife. You smiled. “She’s okay, come here.”

The cot wasn’t huge, you didn’t mind now but you definitely did when the contractions hit harder and harder. Jacob quickly placed his arms underneath your back and knees, picking you up gently as you almost howled in pain. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” He whispered, settling himself on the cot and you above him, allowing his arms to wrap underneath the little bundle of life. He placed his bearded chin upon your bare shoulder, only seeing her little nose from this angle but he didn’t care.

He wanted a family all his life, he was denied for so long, but now she’s here. She’s breathing the same air as him and you.

“We haven’t decided still.” You whispered, Jacob’s left hand pulled the blanket farther over your shoulder and covered half of the child’s already-bundled body. He grunted in response, pushing his head into yours, seeing a little more of his miracle. “Jacob…”

He hummed.

“You get to see her every day from now on.” You whispered, moving your head to kiss his head, resting your forehead against his temple.

“It’s like the first time I ever saw you,” He answered, his right hand rested on the side of their daughter and she quietly chirped. A smile appeared on his face. “I can’t take my eyes off of her.”

“Honey,” You kissed his cheek and he only hummed in return. “She’s your little girl forever.”

His tears were warm, his heart too; he thanked God for you. He thanked Him for bringing you into his life.

“Are there anymore painkillers?” Your head sunk back into his neck, exhaustion still creeping through your body. “I need them.”

“You just had some an hour ago,” your husband spoke, eyes still stuck on the little one. Your arms pulled her closer to your collarbone, closer to him. “You can’t take anymore for a few hours.”

“You sliced me open an hour and a half ago, Jake, please.” You mumbled, eyes closing. Jacob dared to shake his head, trying to remove the thought of your blood soaking his arms but he couldn’t forget the sight of his daughter, the second she drew a breath and let out a cry.

Jacob only pressed feather light kissed upon your head, you only groaned in response. “Give her to me so you can sleep.”

“No no, I can still hold her.” You mumbled, moving yourself down his chest, wincing as the pain shot through your whole body. Your baby didn’t even register it, sleep taking over the small being a long time ago. “You liked Maeve, right?”

“I liked Eden.”

“Of course you fucking did.” You laughed, Jacob chuckled in turn. “I like Abigail.”

“That means ‘joy of the father’, Y/N.”

“Nevermind. Chloe?” Jacob chuckled again, kissing your temple as his arms snaked underneath the child, pulling her from your arms to rest upon his own collarbone.

He looked at his daughter again, surprised to see his own blue eyes staring back at him. A smile tugged at his lips.

“Abilene.” He suggested, the baby cooed in response, and he smiled. “Adaline?”

The girl cooed again and he watched as the soft hand reached up to her eyes, rubbing them a little. Jacob could only watch as he moved her arm back down, and he moved the blanket up again, tucking that little arm into it before kissing her head. He looked to you, only seeing your chest rise and fall as you slept, then looking back to his daughter.

“We’ll ask mommy in the morning, Sunshine.”

———

Copyright © 2022 lethalchiralium. All rights reserved.

[ivymarquis]

WIP Wednesday

Idk if Imma ever finish this, so have a half done thingy I did with Jacob and a rando OC. It’s called Unrequited which unfortunately kinda tells you the premise 😭

No real warnings in this other than angst. Jacob x OC, John x Deputy, and unrequited Jacob x Deputy

Family dinner at John Seed’s home had been a tradition every Sunday since the brothers settled in Hope County. Joseph’s home wasn’t quite large enough for the six members to comfortably fit, while the youngest Seed’s home had been designed to host and entertain.

Soon there would be seven, the child in Clara’s belly growing more restless each day.

The past few Sundays Jacob had become more insistent on staying home. The others would understand, he was sure, traveling from the Whitetails each week was too big a toll on her this late in her pregnancy.

“I’m fine,” she brushed off each time with an easy demeanor whilst asking for help to get loaded in the truck.

Her husband was not a man of roses and wine and poetry by moonlight- that was more John’s speed, wooing the temperamental Deputy Rook with grand gestures and promises.

Jacob wasn’t one to talk about his feelings often, Clara learning his limits and comfort zones as their courtship turned into an engagement leading to their small but wonderful wedding.

It had left her insecure at times in the beginning, wondering if he even liked her still. The man was impossible to get a read on at times though she thought she was getting better at picking up the subtle nuances in his mood.

She’d carried a torch for him since she first laid eyes on him (head of security for the Project, former military, over six feet and red hair to boot? What wasn’t to like?). However as the most reclusive of the three brothers Clara never thought it would happen and told herself to move along.

He wasn’t an easy man to ignore but his apparent utter disinterest in anything outside of his brothers, the deputy, and his work at the veterans center made it a little easier.

Naturally it was at his baby brother’s wedding where she managed to turn his head and all Clara’s progress to get over him bolted for the front door and hadn’t been seen since.

No, her husband was not a man of fancy promises or wistful and adoring glances but one who, she’d learned from their time together, showed his devotion to her by ensuring she was being taken care of and comfortable.

Dinner concluded quietly with the six of them seated amongst the plush cushions in John’s living room. Quite comfortable being squeezed between the arm of the couch and Jacob’s side pressed against hers, it was a welcome relief to rest her exhausted back against the love seat. John’s dining room chairs were beautiful, hand carved custom pieces which she could appreciate but not while 8 months pregnant with an active baby who insisted on keeping her sore and aching.

Her thoughts wandered only to be brought back to the present at the sound of Rook’s voice. Not having been paying attention to what was said, Clara matched Faith’s expression on reflex. It was a safe assumption to follow the blonde’s motions especially when John or Joseph said something jarring and left her uncertain how she should react.

Expression neutrally pleasant and non committal, her eyes flicked to the three brothers for more context. Joseph looked bemused, John’s expression awed and adoring as always, as if Rook had hung the moon herself.

Clara’s breath caught when she glanced up only to see that same expression mirrored on her husband’s face.

It was gone in a flash, his attention focused on her when he felt her stiffen up under his arm.

“I’m fine,” she immediately tried to placate him. Distantly she hoped the panic wasn’t written across her face because Clara felt like she’d been punched in the stomach and it was all she could do not to throw up.

She could try to talk herself out of it, convince herself she hadn’t seen it- an expression never given to Clara yet so readily handed to his brother’s wife.

She could try to deny it but subconsciously already knew denial would make the wound fester.

Jacob looked unconvinced, not uttering a word but his gaze still fixed on her.

“The baby moved in a weird way. I’m fine, I promise.”

What was intended as a desperate bid to deflect the attention away from her so she could implode in peace had the opposite effect entirely.

[supernaturalgirl]

Forever yours

Pairing: Dave York x reader

Warnings: smut explicit , +18, mentions of cheating, breeding kink, small bit of fluff.

A/N: this is a part two to Mine. I had to do it I’m sorry 😊

*Comments and reblogs appreciated*

It’s been a week since he fucked me in my office, we haven’t seen each other since then. I’ve been busy with the Jacobs case and he’s been, well, I actually don’t know where he’s been. Friday rolls around and I can’t wait to get home, open a bottle of wine and soak in the bath. I’m about to leave the office when Jack stops me

“Hey Y/N, some of us are heading for drinks if you want to come along? I thought we could unwind you know after the week we’ve had!”

“Oh that’s really thoughtful of you but I’m just going to head home I......”

“Y/N!” I turn to see Dave walking towards us.

“Mr. York, I was just asking y/n here if she wanted to come for drinks.”

“Ah, I’m afraid I need to go over some files with her”, he stood there staring him down.

“Oh ok, well maybe next time then?”

“Yeah sure.”

.............................…….......................................................

I start to walk away when he reaches out to grab my arm.

“Where are you off to?”

“You’ve been gone a week.”

“Yes and.”

“What you couldn’t spare a minute to let me know where you were, if you were ok?

“I didn’t realise I had too. In case you’ve forgotten your not my wife,I don’t owe you that.”

Even though we’ve been doing this for over three years, and I knew going into it is was nothing more than sex, I still managed to catch feelings. I couldn’t help it, Dave has this way of getting under your skin and searing his name on your heart.

“Like I’d ever forget, with you reminding me all the time

Anger consumed me, I yanked my arm from his grasp and stormed off. I got into my car and drove home. When I got into my apartment I lured a glass of wine and downed it. Why did I have to fall in love with him. I should’ve known I was just his little play thing. Ugh. Stupid. Stupid.

I was brought out of my thoughts when a hand covered my mouth.

“You think you can walk away from me like that and get away with it? Didn’t you learn your lesson last week baby?!” He turns me around and runs his finger over my mouth. “Such pretty lips, I love to see them wrapped around my cock. As he moves his finger over them again I bite it.

“Playing those games are we baby? Fine I want you to get naked and wait for me on your bed.”

.........……...........................................................................

As I make my way to my room I decide that I’m going to take control of this so I grab the rope from my dresser and hide it under the pillow. I strip and stir on the bed waiting.

“Good girl, always such a good girl for daddy aren’t you?” He removes his clothes and stands in front of me. It doesn’t matter how many times I’ve seen him naked, the sight of his thick cock always sends a spark to my core. He pushes me back and begins kissing up my body. I need to take control of this. I manage to distract him long enough to get him on his back.

I had him completely naked beneath me and as I went to tie his hands to the bed frame he flipped me over so he was on top again. “I don’t think so baby, I’m the one in control here”.

“Please let me have control this once, I give you everything without question , let you take what you need from me. In the three years we’ve been doing this have I ever asked you to leave your wife for me? No, all I’m asking is that you let me have this.” He just stares at me and for a split second I see something flash behind his eyes. He kisses me so softly it makes my head spin. Has he ever kissed me like this before. He lies on his back and I straddle him once more.

“Do you thrust me?”

“With my life baby”.

I pull out the rope and tie his hands to the bed frame. I kiss him gently on the lips before making my way down towards his cock. I lick the underside of his cock and swirl my tongue around his tip before I completely take him in my mouth. He begins to thrust up trying to get release but as soon as I know he’s close I pull off with a pop. I do this again and again until he is a writhing mess beneath me.

“Nngh, baby please, I’m so close, please let me come?”

I move up his body and line myself above his cock before slowly sitting on it. I begin a slow pace and as I start hitting that sweet spot I begin to pick up pace. He is a complete mess beneath me moaning and groaning. He begins to get impatient now as he starts to pull on the rope.

“Please baby, untie me I gotta touch you....ugh fuck yes.....please baby I’m begging you.”

I’ve tortured him enough so I move to untie his hands and once he’s free he grabs me and flips us over. He wastes no time in pounding into me. Desperate to seek his release he moves his hand to my clit and starts rubbing circles over it.

“Come on baby, I want you to come all over daddy’s cock.”

“Yes daddy just like that ....fuck...don’t stop almost there.”

Me too baby, where do want me?”

“Want you inside please.”

“Want me to fill you up is that it, put a baby in you?” That’s all it takes for my orgasm to rip through me. As my pussy clenches him, he finds his release and spills his seed coating my womb. He slowly pulls out and moves to lie beside me. It takes us a minute to catch our breaths and then he goes to grab a damp cloth and cleans me. He throws it in the basket and crawls back into bed beside me, pulling me close. I drift off to sleep exhausted from the week. Dave lays there watching me sleep. When he’s sure I’m completely dead to the world he says

“I love you baby, and if you ever ask me to leave Carol, I will, no questions asked.”

Tagging:

@lunaserenade, @asta-lily, @pedro-pascal-love , @danniburgh

[hibiscuswrites]

🌺 Masterlist 🌺

‼️ = possibly triggering content

💦 = contains sexual content, not necessarily smut 

Rio 

Jealous/possessive Rio 

Domestic life 

Rio getting a call that his girl was mugged

Significant other was hurt in like a car crash or non-gang related incident

Rio's reaction to his boo strip teasing💦

Rio’s girl being pregnant

Rio meeting and falling in love with a female version of himself

Rio having his girlfriend meet Marcus for the first time

Rio taking care of his newborn baby and wife

Rio taking care of his little girl because mama is sick with the flu

Reader gets taken by a rival gang as leverage ‼️

Rio trying to win over a woman who he really can be himself with

Rio's reaction to you flinching when he breaks something or yells and what he would do to assure you that you were safe with him ‼️

Rio on his wedding day/night 💦

Rio’s girl giving him the silent treatment like after a fight

Reader it is Beth’s sister who is with Rio. She betrays him for her sister and the crew

Rio doing daddy duties/ taking care of Marcus and his new baby

Shower sex 💦

Rio’s reaction to the reader with a complicated relationship getting flirted with

One of Rio’s men steps out of line and makes a move on his SO

Rio hiring a shy nanny who he really likes to tease

Reader is frustrated by how much Rio’s been working and doesn't know how to bring it up. Reader starts acting different and eventually Rio gets her to tell him what's wrong

Rio’s baby girl calling him dada for the first time and giving him a big smile

Rio dating a younger reader

Reader & Rio going to an event where reader gets nervous and starts being overly critical of what she's wearing/how it looks on her ‼️

Rio getting hurt by a rival and his girl reacting & consoling him

You find out Rio slept with Beth and try to leave him but he cuts it off with her

Rio and a girl he is secretly in love with having to share the same bed

Rio finding a hickey on his girl that he’s positive wasn’t from him💦

Rio vs Billy 💦

How Rio would be with someone who put him and Marcus first and kept doing it until she cracked

Rio and the reader spending time with Marcus and admiring the new baby

Rio gives a little degradation after he finds you super wet, even though he hasn't touched you and he over stimulates you💦

Reader is black & someone makes a comment about her weight or her being a poc around him causing him to lash out‼️

Rio’s reaction to another man making you cry

Make-up sex with Rio 💦

How Rio would react and treat a girl he had feelings for but wasn’t yet dating who just got emergency surgery

Rio having an SO with long luscious hair and him washing her hair for her

Rio x reader where her ex shows back up in her life and tries to win her back/turn her against Rio and how Rio reacts to it

Readers boss blatantly flirting with her in front of Rio ‼️

Rio and the reader at their gender reveal or baby shower

Rio getting jealous by his S/O fangirling over a hot actor during their movie night at home

Rio’s normally very bold gf who gets shy with sexual things gets caught touching herself while watching porn 💦

Rio and Marcus picking up the reader (mom/wife) from the airport after a long trip, and they go home and spend quality time together

Rio and the reader having a romantic/sweet date night

Beth attempting to kill Rio’s SO because she’s jealous of her and what Rio would do in response

Beth making it look like Rio is cheating on reader with her. He finds out Beth planned it but reader leaves him & Rio getting revenge  

Rio with a girl who went behind his back to help Ruby, Annie, and Beth 

First time reader & Rio discuss what he actually does

Rio thinking his SO is cheating but she’s not

Rio taking care of his girl after she gets her wisdom teeth taken out

Rio saving a girl from some drunk trying to mess with her and that’s how they meet !!

Reader trying to leave in the middle of the night for a walk after a fight 

Rio finding out his girl is bi and ask of she wants to try it with him and a woman

Rio meeting the reader’s parents

You are Rio's ex/gf/ Marcus' mom/ and find out about Beth's "pregnancy"

Rio fingering his girlfriend 💦

Would ever snoop through his SO’s phone

Rio dating a clumsy girl

Drabble: Gunk kink 💦

How would Rio deal with his S/O being very sensitive and emotional

Rio with a tall reader

Rio taking his SO’s virginity 💦

Rio comforting reader who had PTSD and nightmares  !!

Strip Poker with Rio 💦

Making out with Rio would include 

Rio accidentally walking in on the girl he loves having sex with another dude

Getting back together with Rio and finding out about Beth’s pregnancy

Honeymoon with Rio

Drabble: Control your anger or you’ll have me to worry about

Working as Rio’s assistant/secretary and having a flirty relationship

Rio being friends with reader who is in a bad relationship and is very neglected by her current bf

Morning sex with Rio 💦

Beth shoots reader instead of Rio and then he thinks she's dead but she came back 

Rio with a sub SO who likes to be choked 💦

Rio and Billly share reader

Rio dating dancer reader 

Rio taking reader for her first tattoo

Quarentine with Rio

Rio with pregnant reader who doesn’t want to be a mom

Rio with shy trans mtf reader

Rio with reader who doesn’t want kids 

!! Rio getting with reader who was in an abusive relationship !!

!! Reader runs into toxic ex and Rio gets protective !!

Rio going to the club with the reader 

Reader taking care of and spoiling Rio

Rio with a pregnancy kink 💦

Reader doing the refusing to kiss your boyfriend prank on Rio

Latina reader unknowingly intimidates Beth and end up making her jealous when she finds out you’re together 

Rio shaves pregnant reader since she’s so far along that she can’t

Reader wants to post Rio on social media but he’s hesitant 

Rough blowjob with Rio💦

Rio’s reaction to someone threatening your life while out together 

Being Rio’s new employee who steals his attention away from Beth 

Rio with soft and innocent reader

Rio lets reader take control for the night 💦

Cops bring reader in for questioning and he pampers you after you stay solid

Billy Russo 

Jealous Billy

Fight and making up with Billy 

Billy’s been acting weird so his girl thinks he's cheating. She eventually can't take it anymore & he comes home to find her gone. He tracks her down and proposes 

Billy thinking his girl is cheating (She's not of course)

Rio vs Billy 💦

Billy gets reader pregnant in a fwb situation but is smug about it

Billy coming home to find you asleep on the couch surrounded by work

Billy finding out the Reader is pregnant and being delighted and determined to give his child a better life than he had

NSFW Alphabet 💦

Rio and Billly share reader

Billy worries reader will leave him if she learns the truth, but she already knows 

Protective Billy with hurt reader 

Frank Castle 

Reader has a really bad anxiety day and he’s soft with her and quiet‼️

NSFW Alphabet💦

Domestic life

Soft but still angsty “I thought I lost you” with frank after a bad night

Seeing Frank at the diner for a while before finally approaching him 

Geralt of Rivia

A kid tries to pay Geralt to kill a monster but the monster turns out to be an abusive parent‼️

Ray Merrimen

Ray’s new girl is coincidentally just in the bank he and his crew are robbing

Reader having a crime boss ex that wants reader back, and 2) finding out what Ray does and her reaction to it

Ray meeting a girl at the gym/dojo that can kick his ass, despite the size difference

Ray being your instructor at the gym would be like

NSFW Alphabet💦

Bratty reader who keeps bothering Ray while he's working on plans for the next hit because she wants attention 💦

Ray expressing how much he cares about you x plus sized reader ‼️

Going on vacation with Ray 💦

Ray’s stripper ex is trying to cause trouble in his new relationship because he moved on from her after he got out of prison

Ray’s reaction to his girl getting into a fight with someone or more like defending herself

Reader is feeling ignored by Ray so she seeks attention elsewhere, but it backfires

Ray’s totally smitten for the shy reader who doesn't think he'd be interested in her

Ray  spoiling his girl because he's nervous that he's about to propose

Ray just can't keep his hands to himself when reader is around 💦

Ray’s girl is afraid to tell him she's pregnant as they never talked about having kids

How would Ray react to his girl feeling neglected and seeking attention elsewhere

How Ray deals with reader’s male friend who tries to sabotage 

Jealous of Ray’s ex FWB, reader starts dressing and acting sexier 

Cuddling in bed with Ray

Ray taking care of reader during her period 

Reader thinks Ray’s cheating but he’s not

Reader is unsure where her relationship with Ray lies, he makes it clear she’s his

Joseph Seed 

Joseph with small and petite girlfriend

NSFW Alphabet💦

Joseph finds someone just like him, who believes in his vision and takes care of everyone, like a mama bear

Joseph's wife finding out she's pregnant

Having an atheist girlfriend 

Joseph falling head over heels for a new follower of his church

Joseph with a virgin SO💦

FC5 Misc. 

The Seed brothers learn about latina readers curly hair while in the bunker 

Jacob Seed 

Jacob with a tall girl, a blonde with blue eyes

Dom!jacob with newly subdued but bratty Dep 💦

Jacob with a chubby S/O 💦

Jacob with small and petite girlfriend

NSFW Alphabet 💦

Animalistic dom!jake with a breeding kink taking his plus-size wife 💦

Having an atheist girlfriend 

Jacob with a virgin SO💦

Jacob Seed and a super sweet/naive SO who looks harmless, but can kick ass 

Jacob and asexual reader 

Jacob taking his plus sized virgin wife’s virginity 💦

John Seed 

John dating a small, thin Hispanic girl with crazy curly hair

John with small and petite girlfriend

Having an atheist girlfriend 

NSFW Alphabet💦

John with a virgin SO💦

John secretly dating Dep reader 

Miguel Ángel Félix Gallardo

Miguel in bed (general)💦

Helping Miguel unwind after a rough day 

Miguel surprises reader after you thought he forgot your anniversary 

Miguel telling his child about how you and him met 

Nick Amaro 

Loving Nick coming home to reader after being away to work on a case 

Agent OA Zidan 

Having an interfaith relationship with OA

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[kittycatlukey]

jacob seed x female reader

part 1 of 1

warning: death, language, violence, cult talk, etc.

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—Jacob's POV—

That single bullet made my heart stop. I watched as the Deputy shot my wife in the stomach before he ran away. I sprinted toward her and caught her before she fell to the ground while my eyes were wide, gazing down at her blood—soaked shirt. I instantly held pressure on the gunshot wound after laying her gently on the dirt.

"Just breathe. You're gonna be alright." I tried to calm her, but deep down inside, I knew everything wasn't. My heart thudded hard and loud against my chest at a rapid, abnormal rate; this was the first time I'd been scared in a long, long time. "I'm gonna kill that goddamn Deputy. He's gonna pay."

Every person that knows me thinks that I am incapable of love. Every person that knows me thinks that I'm a heartless monster— and that may be the case— but I've never felt more hurt than now. The only person I love is dying in my arms and it's tearing me apart... I feel vulnerable, emotional... weak even. And I didn't care who seen me at this point. My only love is dying in my arms because of the person I loathe most— and he knows I'll come for him.

"I'm so sorry, J—Jacob." She sputtered, blood slowly dripping from the corners of her lips and down to her chin. "I should've l—listened to y—y—you and stayed home."

"Look, I'm gonna getcha outta here, alright? Don't worry 'bout it, babygirl." I leaned down and gave her soft lips a kiss that lasted a few seconds; they were warm and bloody, but I didn't care. This could be the last time I kiss my wife... I retracted my hands from her bloody stomach and picked her up bridal style.

Her arms snaked around my neck, her soft, chocolate brown eyes studying me. "You promise?"

I couldn't lie to her so I looked away and ordered my men to chase down Rook. "Get the Deputy, STAT! But keep the coward alive. I want to punish him before I finish him off." Immediately, my eyes went back to her. Her eyes began to flutter; she was fighting hard to stay alive... "Hey, hey." I put my wife back down on the ground and pressed my hands on her wound again, knowing there was nothing else I could do. "Keep your eyes open, pup." A stray tear fell down my left cheek as I stared at her in horror.

"I... love you, Jake." She smiled up at me tiredly, her eyes heavy. "I'm... so p—proud of you... I'll see you again... in E—Eden's Gate." She whispered hoarsely, staring up at me lovingly. Multiple tears cascaded down her face before I heard her take her last and final breath.

I removed my hands from her stomach and started to do CPR. "No, no, no..." I mumbled, my hands performing chest compressions. I knew she was gone for good, but my heart didn't want to believe it as I continued to do CPR on her. After I did thirty chest compressions, I performed two rescue breaths. I kept repeating the process for about fifteen minutes, but I grew tired and gave up, accepting the fact that she's gone. As I peered down at my deceased wife, I noticed her eyes were darker and glossy from her tears. For the first time in a while, I sat in the dirt and weeped loudly beside her lifeless body... "That weak Deputy will pay; he will be culled." I growled, furious at the man that took her away from me. I will get my revenge...

[blissfulalchemist]

cat x jacob, chance x joseph :/

Please just let the world burn…..

Stella congrats you found a worse ship than CatxJoseph and it’s ChancexJoseph. Honestly…I don’t. How do I? Where do I even start with the horror that is this ship? Like you got Chance’s mommy issues that will then get worse because we are adding on the daddy died when I was just coming into becoming a man issues and I just.....Stella why?! He’s only meant to be simping for one kind of Faith ever! Fuckin’ bliss flower crown as he arrests the others. OH GOD! I FORGOT HOW MUCH YOU JUST WANNA HATE JOHN BY MAKING CHANCE THE FAVORITE! Thanks Stella you managed to win a game that was never made to have winners.

CatxJacob

I love how you already knew what was going to be said here in that yeah Jacob is the best dick Cat has ever gotten in canon and how she was almost a jacob ship. But you are correct in that these two will argue over the methods of brainwashing and the inherent levels of good that people are born with and the ideas of what weakness is (something you are very prone to Jacob I have the recipts of doing what Cat tells you). Literally cannot go a single hour without Cat and Jacob arguing psychology and Cat pulling out her degree in psych and making him work through that ptsd. For shame the Seed family suffers. 

Flip side! Jacob could make her worse and you get a very bloody and small animal hunting you down. Benefit is that at least its quick unlike Mary Seed, John’s wife that will give you the death of 1,000 cuts if she feels it fits your level of evil. So I mean up to you? Also like the height difference is just shocking like she hardly hits his shoulder and soft face like....this truly was a bad idea thank you John for being you and needing a 5′ Mexican woman to be your bride.

[stalespark]

ryeseeds is a good, basic ship name. but it also implies nick is a sister wife to all of the seeds

Brb going batshit crazy thinking about nick x jacob