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imgnnafurgf · 3 months

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Deputy: *gets in the car after hanging out with Sharky*

John, over the radio: and you're wasting your time for THAT. This man jokes about your mother. I would never.

Deputy, tired tone, absolutely used to that shit: he made the joke about twenty minutes ago. How long you've been waiting for me?

John:

John: 4 hours.

#far cry 5 #john seed #faith seed #jacob seed #joseph seed #deputy rook #far cry new dawn #farcry #farcry5 #john seed x male deputy #john seed x deputy #sharky boshaw

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lakka-arts · 7 months

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they like to be high

#my art #shrook #sharky x rook #sharky boshaw #rook #fc5 #fcnd

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rookthewrathful · 2 years

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So Far Cry New Dawn has Sharky Boshaw with a nose piercing, calling himself mommy, saying he shaves his pits and idk

And in normal far cry his crush on the deputy is palpable

I just feel like there's no way he doesn't fit into the LGBT+ somewhere. I know in another life, in another place, he'd be able to express it more but

I just love him so much

#far cry 5 #sharky boshaw #far cry new dawn #sharky x rook #sharky x deputy #i could just be sering myself in him (lol) but seriously #i dont think im projecting #also i know shaving your armpits doesnt make you lgbt #i just thought it was funny he pointed it out

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aboyshapeddog · 2 months

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WIP ⚠️

Staci “No Survival Instincts” Pratt’s Night Out

Relationships: Staci Pratt/Jacob Seed

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Dom/Sub dynamic, Smut, Alchohol Use, NonCult Au, Jacob is a Creep, Rough S*x, BDSM, Bondage, Biting, Age Difference (duh), Knives, Toys

Spending his off nights in the local bar had become more of a routine than an outing. Less getting dressed up, more finding the cleanest shirt left in his hamper not too threadbare to wear in public. One beer into his solo pregame, after catching his reflection in the admittedly dirty mirror, it struck him. Staci Pratt was too young for this shit, to be throwing his night away like he’s got nothing better to do.

So he straightened out, showered, spritzed on a little too much cologne, and combed back his hair so it curled neatly behind his ears. Tonight the very off-duty Deputy would allow himself a real night out; a night in some thigh hugging jeans, and an appropriately too tight t-shirt, even if it meant Joey spending half the time ribbing him for it. So, he was back on track to the Spread Eagle, but decidedly not to mope and nurse a glass whatever they had on tap for the next hour.

It was dingy and dark when he arrived, the air had a permanent heaviness from smoke, and the smell of stale beer. The nostalgia almost let him disregard the way his shoes would stick to the floor in some areas, from the copious amounts of spilled drinks that found their way to the old wood. Joey had somehow convinced the Junior Deputy, and Sharky Boshaw to come out with her for a night of real partying, perfect. Staci was three drinks in before he agreed to some old fashioned two stepping with his fellow deputies, four before the banda music started sounding like a personal call to action, and five before right now; feeling the rhythm beating in his chest, Staci attempted some kind of lasso move with the just as inebriated Deputy Hudson- then boom.

They were both slingshotted in opposite directions with enough momentum to send Joey into the loving drink-filled embraces of Rook and Sharky, and Staci into- Huh, that wall he bumped into was interestingly placed . . . and moving, oh man. Even swaying on his feet, Staci did his best to reflect the character of the friendly neighborhood Deputy, “Oh I’m real sorry, Sir I did not see you there”, his face was hot from the drinks and embarrassment, his drawl becoming much more pronounced with each.

This was new, there weren’t many people in the county that Officer Pratt wouldn’t immediately recognize, it just came with the territory of living and working in such a secluded area, and here was this big, big, man, fiery hair, thick beard to match, and ice cold eyes, this was a face he would’ve remembered. The Deputy lifted his hands in a no-harm-done gesture, drinking in the sight of the massive man now looming above him, who didn’t seem to react. The stranger stood still, looking the younger man up and down very slowly, before grunting an acknowledgement. Staci blinked a few times, deciding the interaction had indeed ended, turning back to his party. “Jesus Stace, next rodeo they’re hosting I’ll have to tell them to forget the bull and just call you.” Joey snickered, egging a round of laughter from the group. “Oh ha ha, Joey. While you’re on the phone, why don’t you call up Whitehorse and report the illegal construction of the Splash Zone you’re cultivating over here." The tense energy of the situation seemed to evaporate immediately, each of them feeding off the other’s excitement.

Alright, not gonna ruin his night! Well, it wouldn’t have if he wasn’t so damn clumsy. It had been close to another hour before Staci made the mistake of running into the stranger again, almost literally. A bit too much commitment to a save in the alcohol fueled “Hope County Sheriff’s Department Ping Pong Tournament” (with celeb serves from Sharky) sent him stumbling straight into the same guy as before, was this karma?

Time seemed to move a second faster than his brain could catch up with. The man grabbed him by his shirt collar, large hot hands closing their distance fast, “Are you looking for a fight, kid?” he growled and it showed his sharp white teeth. For a second neither moved a muscle, piercing blue eyes locking on to his own; Staci could feel the other man's breath on his face, smell the alcohol, his cologne, and skin. Their noses could have touched, and the closeness made him shiver. Joey immediately made a move to step in, always the protector, before Staci waved her off with a quick nod and a sheepish smile. His heart was beating out of his chest, “No Sir, listen I’m real sorry about that-” he was interrupted “Yeah, you said that.” The man’s previously full whisky glass had found itself empty, dispersed between the bartop and his freshly soaked t-shirt. “Hey listen I don’t mean any trouble, really.” Staci reasoned, offering a charming grin as he pressed both hands to the man's wide chest for leverage. “You seem like a, uh, reasonable man. My place is five minutes from here, how about we grab you a new shirt, and-and I'll grab you another drink alright? Sounds square to me.”

The larger man considered it for a moment, visibly relaxing and releasing his hold, “Yeah. Alright.” he grunted. Thank God for small favors, and of course work mandated de-escalation training. Staci smiled again, this time with genuine ease “Alright alright, my cars on this side of the lot, Mr. . .” he paused, turning around to look at his soon to be house guest as he led them both to the door. “Jacob.” he said curtly, “And you’re not driving, even if you weren’t tripping over your own ass just a second ago.” Ouch. He scoffed “Well, we might as well walk then, I just saw you with a drink in your hand just a minute ago, didn’t I?”. Jacob was just as quick on his feet, “Well Columbo, due to some unforeseen circumstances I didn’t really get to drink it.” Oh. Right. Staci was red again.

The Deputy waved quickly and gestured toward the door for Rook, who gave him a comically serious salute, and went right back to riling up Hudson and Boshaw with more trash talk. Joey’s voice echoed through the bar as the two strangers made it through the door “You take that back you son of a bitch or this paddle’s going right up your-” They’d probably be going home together tonight.

Staci had sobered up a little by now, thanks to the glasses of water Hudson had practically force fed him throughout their game, and the icy night air outside the bar. “Alright big guy, looks like you’re driving. I’ll just direct you, it's not too far down the main road.” Staci could see his breath when he talked. “Good.” Staci turned to look at the man- turned to look at Jacob and found his gaze already met, those shiny white teeth on display again. Something twisted warmly in his stomach, he smiled back and let out a short uneasy laugh. The Deputy couldn't help but feel like he caught a fox about to sneak into the hen house, “Yeah. Good, alright”.

It was a short drive, but between the passing beams of headlights Staci still had enough time to think about how stupid it was to give big, violent, strangers armed with 6-inch hunting knives your home address. “Yeah and just a right down here.” Oh well. His house looked smaller from the windshield of the truck, glowing under the headlights’ beam like a beacon in the surrounding woods. “Here we are.” Staci chirped, hopping down and out of the vehicle. He took a few seconds with his keys, practiced hands maneuvering around his loaded key ring like a pianist. “Home sweet home” Staci said more to himself than his guest, “I wasn’t really expecting company so it’s uh- well it is what it is.”

Jacob allowed himself to be silently herded through the entryway to the kitchen, taking in the organized chaos. “You’re welcome to anything in the fridge, drinks, um yeah. I’ll be right back with something that’ll fit you.” The host excused himself politely. He rummaged through his drawers as quickly as possible, he thought of Jacob’s curled arm holding him in place, his shoulders, biceps, everything were huge . . . Not exactly the point Staci back on track, what did he have with such forgiving sleeves? He walked out of his bedroom talking, “Sir or uh, Jacob, I hope you’re alright with this. I don’t think I’ve got much in your size.” His voice trailed off as he re-entered the kitchen, eyes landing on two faux crystal glasses sitting on the countertop and his cheap bottle of bourbon next to them.

He didn’t have a minute to consider the offer before Jacob was removing his shirt; light cotton stretching over taut muscles and skin. Staci short-circuited. “Wa- hold on a minute-”, his pleas fell on deaf ears. He watched as the red-head finished removing his still damp t-shirt, and reached out for the fresh one; which Staci could have handed over if he wasn’t occupied charting the map of the other man’s torso. “See something you like?” Jacob teased sarcastically, but he was right. “I get it, most people haven’t seen scars this big before.” the older man reasoned, pulling a tight top from the Deputy’s loose grasp and over his chest. Staci stumbled to close his mouth and find his words again. “No. I mean, Ye- I don't mean, uh, I’m sorry it’s not polite to stare, you're just ripped.” Fuck his big mouth, he couldn’t play it casual if his life depended on it. There was a beat of silence and Staci contemplated leaving his own house out of embarrassment. Staci took a breath, “What I mean is-” Jacob interrupted him again, thank God “What you mean is, you invited me under false pretenses, Deputy.” Yes. Wait, No. What? “That’s alright sweetheart, you’re a pretty little thing I’m not bothered by it.” Jacob reasoned.

“Sidling up to me at the bar, inviting me back to yours to get my wet clothes off, I should’ve seen right through that good samaritan schtick.” The stranger needled at Pratt, watching him get more flustered with every word, he didn’t even remember telling this guy he was a deputy. “Now you hold on a minute, I was just trying to-” Jacob was right in his space again, looming over him, filling all of his senses, it made him shy under the scrutiny. “I just wanted to make up for giving you a hard time at the bar.” he said, creating just enough space between them to get a good look at Jacob, “Not that I’d mind sharing a drink with you.”. They were still close, barely a foot between them, the sound of each other's breaths becoming the loudest thing in the small house.

The scent of Jacob’s cologne felt more intoxicating than anything Staci had sampled earlier, he stepped closer. “And uh, I’m a pretty little thing?” Staci preened a little under the praise that had been doted on him. “Oh sure.” Jacob took Staci’s chin in his hand, “Well, when you’re not spilling a drink on me, you’re so sweet you make sugar taste like salt.” Staci scoffed at that, and went to turn his head away. Jacob’s grip tightened slightly, holding Staci where he was, holding their eyes on one another’s, Staci let him. “Tell me, Is a drink all you wouldn’t mind sharing with me?” Jacob’s voice was so low in his throat it could’ve been a growl, and Staci’s body reacted like it was one; starting at the nape of his neck, every little hair oh him came to stand on end.

The younger man’s cheeks flushed, now he was trying to think of a single reason he should say no. In the place of an answer, Staci leaned in slowly, studying Jacob’s face some more before pressing a soft plush kiss to his lips. Then another, and another, slightly parting his lips as he moved to the corner of Jacob’s mouth. The older man stood still, staring down at Staci as he moved from peppering soft kisses to his cheek to his knuckles, then the inside of the palm of the hand that had just been pressed under his chin. Jacob struck then, like a viper; in one fluid motion removing his hand from Staci’s, and squeezing his cheeks between his thumb, middle, and index fingers.

Then, as quickly as Staci recognized their change of pace, he felt a hot tongue lick across his open mouth. “dios mio” he breathed. Jacob had already pulled back, admiring Staci’s flushed pink face and wet lips. He gripped the younger man tighter, “Is this what you want, I don’t play gentle, kid.” Staci felt faint, like he was falling under hypnosis “uh, y-yeah.” His heart pounded in his chest. “Good.”

Jacob was on him like a wild animal, biting into kisses, sucking his tongue, and the air from his lungs. Staci gripped Jacob’s (actually his own) t-shirt to keep him steady, nearly losing his balance as he was ravaged by the larger man before him.

His trance was only broken as Jacob pulled his wet lips away to focus on unbuckling his belt from his pants; as Jacob leaned back he watch a strand of saliva connecting their mouths snap in the air, it made him dizzy. Staci’s eagerness forced him to reach down to help undo the belt; his hands were batted away just as fast, and he was turned around. “I’m in charge, you wait.” Jacob’s voice brooked no argument.

So Staci had none when the belt made its way around his wrists, or when he was lovingly hostage walked down the hall to his bedroom with Jacob breathing down his neck.

“Bend Over.” the older man commanded, placidly, like he was saying ‘Hello’. Staci felt himself being pushed into position on his bed anyways, like a dog learning a command by force. With a firm hand Jacob then yanked down the deputy’s tight jeans, revealing lacy pink panties. “Oh, Staci. They must’ve sent you from heaven.” Jacob sighed, sliding a finger under the lace lined elastic and pulling it back to snap it against the skin, then moving to caress his ass like it was the world in his hands. “Ya know, kid,” Jacob started, groping the younger man as he spoke “I’m a little surprised you’d let a stranger tie you up like this.” His large hands moved around Staci’s waist, smoothing over the soft skin there and settling just above the brunette’s hips. “A big, mean, stranger.” The red head pulled the hips in his hands flush against his own, hard, smiling as Staci’s muscles flexed beneath him. The smaller man could no doubt feel the sizable bulge pressed between his cheeks. “I could do anything to you.” He growled.

The words processed in Staci’s mind a moment later, lost in the sensations, there was that hot, uneasy, feeling again. “Oh- oh yeah, and what are you gonna to do to me?” he asked, shifting his hips backwards against the larger man, and Jacob seemed to consider.

The silence hung heavy in the air between them, Staci waiting waiting waiting, listening to the rustling of clothes behind him. Then the skin of teeth pressing gently to the back of his neck, his body jerked at the contact, Jacob blew out a laugh. “I’m gonna..” a kiss was pressed to his neck, “Huff” kiss “And puff” kiss “And blow your house down.” Staci squirmed as the hot breath condensed on his neck, and belly laughed. “What the fuck man, you are so weird.” Jacob rumbled a laugh behind him, but when he tried to turn around, his head was pressed back into the mattress.

Jacob’s rough hands spread his legs, squeezing the bulge in his panties. Staci’s legs folded beneath him, moaning at the contact, God it had been a while. Luckily Jacob was holding him steady, moving to smooth the heel of his palm down over the expanse of Staci’s back. “But first.” Staci’s ears perked up at the sound of his voice, “I’m gonna eat you alive.” This guy was such a creep. Jacob rolled him over then, Staci’s brows were knitted but a smile sat lazily on his face.

Jacob held his eye contact, slowly kneeling in front of the smaller man, and slotting his bearded face between muscular thighs. He kissed there too, hot and open mouthed to Staci’s clothed dick, then chaste and delicate, focusing entirely on the smooth skin of his inner thighs. He covered them in hard sucking kisses, nips, then bites, and licks to soothe them over. Staci’s legs spasmed, pink and purple bruises blooming on the sensitive skin while all he could do was pant, whine, and shift his weight so he wasn’t crushing his own fingers. “Fuck Jacob” he panted, and bit his lips closed, embarrassed by how needy he sounded.

The older man didn’t seem to mind, taking some pity and pulling out his massive hunting knife. He caught Staci’s eye as he sliced through the thin fabric of his panties in one motion, exposing him to the cool air of the bedroom. Pratt panted harder, heart racing, and cock jumping as Jacob ran the cool flat end of the knife from his base to his tip. The reflective silver glinted in the moonlight, entrancing the deputy in the same manner as Jacob’s blue eyes and shiny white canines.

Jacob hummed, sliding the knife back into its sheath and taking one hand to slide Staci’s shirt up, his skin rough against the deputy’s soft belly. Then back down, slowly, slowly, to the tip of his cock. Jacob pressed two fingers against the wet head, hooking a thumb around him and rubbing hard over the precum forming delicate pearls on the tip. Staci keened loud, cutting himself off with a gasp, when Jacob gave a wet kiss to his member. Then he licked slowly up the length to suck on the tip, hard. “Jesus Christ, Jacob.” Staci allowed his head to fall back and mouth open, desperate noises flowing out of him with every movement. The larger man bobbed up and down, sucking and swallowing all the way. “Oh God.” Staci whined high in his throat, straining to lean upwards and watch Jacob as he worked. Jacob was the same, he drank in every twitchy noise, every shift of his hips for more, more. He fed on the helplessness of it, poor thing stuck on his back with tied hands, then he pulled off of Staci’s cock.

“You got any lube?” he asked, voice rough with wanting and use. “Uh- yeah yeah.” Staci stuttered out, breathing heavy and trying again to sit up before settling on his back, “It’s um, I have some on the nightstand over there.” He directed with his head. Jacob lumbered out of view, and the deputy craned his neck for a moment trying to keep him in a line of sight, before deciding he could wait. “You have any dildos?” Jacob asked, again rough, but almost deadpan like it was the most mundane question he’d asked all night. “Yeah, yes.” Staci paused, feeling exposed, embarrassed, and still achingly hard; now red and spit wet against his own stomach. “Uh it’s in the top left drawer of the dresser, but uh-” then Jacob was rustling through his drawers.

The older man let out a low whistle, holding up another pair of panties, even skimpier than the last; Staci hid his face in his shoulder, “Very nice, Staci.” Jacob mumbled to himself, bringing his spoils back to the edge of the bed. The larger man pumped some lubricant into his hand, warming it between his fingers, before inserting two. Staci moaned, arching his back off the bed, and spreading his pink bitten legs wide to accommodate the intrusion of such big fingers. “Fuck.” He sighed again, trying to relax himself into the slow rhythm of his partners fingers, as they sunk deeper knuckle by knuckle. After adjusting, the deputy began to slowly push back on the other man’s hand, forcing his thick fingers to rock deeper in and out of himself with every thrust. “Atta Boy” Jacob whispered, and Staci almost lost it in the obscene sounds of his generously lubricated fingers squelching in and out of his hole. “Please God, Jake-uh just fuck me.” Jacob moved slowly, twisting and curling his fingers in the tight heat, monitoring Staci’s every twitch and movement. He hummed “Whatever you say sweetheart.” Finally, pulling out his fingers and wiping them on Staci’s tender thighs.

The older man admired the sight in front of him as he lubed up Staci’s dildo “A little small isn’t it?” He asked. “N-not really?” Staci mumbled; if this was small what was he packing? It was a similar length to his own dick, matte black, thinner, but it got the job done. “Hm.” Jacob grunted, lining up with Staci’s hole and fucking him slowly, first pushing in through tight twitching muscle all the way to the hilt, and pulling out until just the tip was covered. “Look at you.” Jacob praised; free hand rubbing up and down Staci’s chest, massaging his exposed skin, and moving down to his neglected dick. He pumped both at once, building a rhythm and picking up speed as he slid up and down the deputy’s cock and twisted in and out of his ass. Staci’s body was singing, hips stuttering, and arms flexing tight against their bonds. “Please, Jay. Can you. Dios Mio. Faster.” Staci’s breaths were heaving, his stomach and hips moved involuntarily, contracting and relaxing, as he tried to piece together a sentence. “Hmm.” Jacob feigned consideration, furrowing his eyebrows as he continued to work Staci like he was weighing the pros and cons of some arduous dilemma, before clicking his tongue in a sort of tsk. “I don’t think so, Staci. l like the look of you like this veeery much.” He smiled. Bastard. Staci was layed out on his back; arms restricted and flexing under his flush and glistening body, writhing under Jacob’s every touch, it crossed his mind only then that that edge was exactly what Jacob wanted, it was torture. Jacob, equally sweaty; devoured every moment like a three course meal, eyes dark and hungry, thick veins protruding from his fingers to his elbows, straining under the perpetual motion. He kept Staci on the edge like that, so much stimulation, so much blinding pleasure but just enough to keep him on the precipice.

It felt like an eternity before Jacob pulled the dildo out of him again, running a rough thumb over his wet, gaping, hole. It made his body go limp. “Yeah you look ready for it. You’re ready for it aren’t you sweetheart?” Staci whimpered in response, he felt so tender everywhere, like he’d already cum and this man was just using his over sensitive body. Jacob continued to thumb his hole roughly, slipping in and out just to watch Staci swallow him up, and the younger man flex and twitch on his fingers. His other hand, unzipped and pulled himself out of his jeans, throbbing. He was still fully dressed down to his boots, and Staci’s t shirt, it was a lovely juxtaposition in his opinion. The larger man sucked in air through his teeth as he worked the cool lubricant up and down his hot cock.

“Now you’re gonna help me take care of this aren’t you, Peaches? .” Jacob prefaced his movements, and Staci nodded feverishly in agreement like he could do anything else at this point, but take exactly what he was given. Then his cock was flattened against his stomach, and legs pressed together and positioned against Jacob’s shoulder. The older man rubbed appreciatively down the length of his tanned legs, caressing his hands down the sides of the deputy’s thighs, and hooking them around his hips to position his body right over the edge of the bed.

Jacob lined himself up and slipped his head in with ease; Staci blew out a shaky breath through his teeth, even with the excessive prep Jacob was much larger than his dildo. He didn’t waste any time, pushing himself deeper and deeper until Staci was completely full, and then until their hips connected. “Fuck Jacob. You’re- hmm so big.” Staci babbled, he could feel the stretch inside himself, it burned and curled hot in his stomach. Jacob moved slow again at first, watching for Staci’s expressions as he moved minutely in and out, catching when his eyes seemed to go blank and he’d let out a brainless “Uhnn.” That was it. “That’s right Staci, just like that.” He picked up his pace, fucking harder and faster, rutting into Staci’s tight heat and stimulating his prostate. The younger man’s legs shook, even from where Jacob had them pinned, he knew exactly what he was doing. “Jake-Jacob I’m uhn.” He couldn’t take it, Jacob kept his pace, hitting that same sweet spot as Staci drooled onto his bedsheets. “Mierda. I’m gonna-” Jacob fucked his fist fast on Staci’s neglected dripping cock, “Good boy. That’s it, cum for me.” And it was instant, shooting sticky ropes over stomach and chest, coating Jacob’s fingers and the bottom of his t shirt. The older man milked every drop out of him, squeezing slowly from base to tip over and over as Staci begged for reprieve. “Oh God. It’s too much. Please it’s-uhn.” The last spurts coated them both, and Staci layed back boneless, still twitching with aftershocks.

“Sorry Darlin’ you’re not done yet.” Jacob almost sounded apologetic and he continued to fuck deep into the deputy’s used hole, stretching Pratt’s limp body wide over his thick cock like a sex doll. Every thrust pushed an abused whine out of Staci, still nailing his prostate and overstimulating his wrecked hole. Jacob pressed a delicate kiss to Staci’s calf on his shoulder, as he rolled his hips in to thrust deeper, another quiet apology. Then the older man was sliding one large hand up his chest, pushing his cum stained t shirt up with it to expose his heaving bust.

Jacob groped him while he fucked, wetting fingertips with his tongue to pinch his hard nipples. “Jacob, Please.” Staci begged, he didn’t know what he was begging for. “Oh honey, I told you I play rough. This too rough for you?” Jacob tutted condescendingly, before picking up his speed, and gripping both of the deputy’s hips. “Fuck you’re so tight. God damn.” He sighed between grunts. The wet slapping of their bodies and the deputy’s high moans grew louder and louder, Staci was worried his neighbors might hear. As if hearing his concerns, Jacob spoke up again, “Don’t worry, you’re almost- hmm finished. Now where-“ Jacob had to pause his chatter to catch his breath, pistoning in and out of the younger man like a machine, “Where do you want it.” It took Staci a second to comprehend the question. It was such a dirty question; dirty like a man tying you up and fucking you with a dildo, dirty like cumming from a stranger calling you a good boy.

“Cum in me, please.” So dirty. He sounded like a chick in a porno, but he couldn’t help it, he wanted Jacob to fuck him full of it. It had the same effect on his partner, his brows furrowing and eyes falling shut, moaning and grunting loud with every thrust. “Fucking cum in you.” Jacob whispered to himself half in disbelief, “Fuck. Yeah, yeah I’m gonna breed your little hole like I own you.” Staci’s cock jumped again, standing up to half mast between them and Jacob’s fist was around it like lightening. “Is that what you want, hmm?” Staci didn’t know what he was asking but he wanted it all. He nodded fast, biting his lips to quiet himself. The deputy could barely think straight, brain fuzzing around the edges.

“Yeah of course you do, you’re fucking perfect. Perfect, taking all that for me. Such a Good Boy for me huh?” Jacob lathered him in praises, grunting louder between every phrase, kissing up and down the deputy’s pointed legs. Staci whimpered every breath away. “So. Fuck-“ Jacob’s breathing became shallower, hips falling out of rhythm, “So fucking tight.” He moaned leaning over Staci, practically folding him in half. His thrusts became shallower as well, only pulling out enough to ram his tip against the deputy’s most sensitive nerves. Then “Fuck.” Staci’s hips were in a vice grip, bruising purple thumbprints into his tender flesh as he was held, Jacob as deep in him as possible. The older man’s mouth hung open, eyes closed as his cock twitched, spurting load after load of white hot semen inside of Staci.

They stayed there for a minute, Jacob balls deep and panting heavily onto Staci, before slowly, slowly pulling out to the tip. His cum dripped out with every inch, glazing Staci’s thighs as he finally popped out completely. The deputy whimpered at the loss, already aching and sore. “Shit, kid.” Jacob sighed, unceremoniously wiping himself and tucking himself back into his jeans. When he looked again, Staci’s brows were still furrowed. His stomach was tight and cock once again flush. “Greedy little thing aren’t you?” Jacob chastised, “That’s alright, I’ve got you.” Staci didn’t even want to think about it, so used and over sensitive, if he could even cum again. Jacob didn’t seem to think of it as a question. He moved onto the bed behind the younger man, sitting him up and untying the belt from his tender arms; Jacob smiled to himself, admiring his handiwork, that was gonna leave a mark.

Staci’s relaxation was palpable, he groaned with appreciation, flexing his arms and wrists, and leaving backwards as Jacob supported his weight. “I’ve got you.” He repeated as he hooked his arms under Staci’s and went right for his cock. One hand held his freshly bruised thighs open, and the other pumped and twisted over the head, savoring the wet sounds it produced sliding through his fist. Staci’s moans were music to his ears, loud now, not caring about neighbors or dignity; Staci cried out in wanton, whiny, needy bursts, overtaken by the sensations, he could still feel Jacob dripping out of his hole. It didn’t take long to get him to the edge again, hips stuttering and jerking into Jacob’s fist, mouth hanging open near silently as the Staci hid his face in the older man’s neck. Then “Oh fuck fuck fuck.” He was shaking, shooting all over Jacob’s fist again, fucking through it as he lost control.

Jacob wiped his fingers on his (actually Staci’s) shirt, taking it off and cleaning down Staci’s stomach, and delicately down his cock. Jacob got up then, laying his partner down carefully as he made his way to the edge of the bed. He rubbed the cotton over Staci’s hole, gently again, then pushing down on the deputy’s stomach and forcing the semen inside of him to squirt out. Staci whined and covered his face, and Jacob wiped up the rest; staying another moment between his kiss bruised, cum shiny, thighs.

“Fucking- take a picture it’ll last longer.” Staci quipped, half annoyed and half turned on by this man’s odd infatuation with every part of him, “Can I?” Jacob asked, ignoring the joking tone, admiring the view. “Wh- fuck no.” Staci closed his legs, fully embarrassed, drawing himself up and pulling his rumpled t shirt back into place. The older man smiled up at him, “Fair enough.” He walked closer to where Staci’s head lay, breathing deeply and leaning down to hold the younger man’s chin “Ya know you’re really cute when you’re angry.” Staci’s eyes could’ve rolled out of his head, tearing his face away to push himself up out of his prone position, fuck he was sore. “Yeah yeah, I’m a catch all around. Where did you put my jeans.” Jacob laughed at that, finding the crumpled up denim hidden in a corner on the floor.

Jacob grabbed them and held them out to Staci, who stood up to meet him. When Staci grabbed ahold of them, the larger man yanked the crumpled fabric to his side closing their distance. “You sound pretty cocky kid, you wouldn’t be ready for a round 3 would you?” his voice was a low growl again, it made Staci flush all over. He could barely stand as it was, he felt himself shrink a little in shame, running a hand through his tussled hair, and leaning down to pull his jeans up “Uh no-not tonight, I don’t think.” Jacob laughed then, a belly laugh, and it embarrassed Staci further knowing it was a joke. “Well” Jacob smiled that smile that twisted his insides “I’ll just have to have you another night.” Staci tried not to let it shake his confidence this time, leading his guest back to the kitchen with pride like the guy hadn’t had him begging and drooling over himself minutes ago. “I guess you will.”

As they made it to the entrance, Jacob loomed over him, taking up the doorway. “How about your number so we can do this again?” Staci couldn’t help but feel charmed by him. “Sure.” He said, reaching for his phone and typing his number in a bit too fast to appear nonchalant. Then setting his first name to ‘Staci Pratt <3’ and his last to ‘Bar’. “Now you’re not trying to pawn me off with a wrong number here, are you?” Jacob teased. Staci pushed him out the door smiling, “Hell no. Now would you get to your damn truck, or do you need a chaperone?” Jacob smiled too, looking Staci up and down “I might.” God this guy. Staci grabbed his hand and walked him up to the truck, butterflies curled in his stomach and he felt like a schoolgirl, letting go as they got to the drivers side door “Goodnight Jacob.” he sing songed, and he felt a hand on slide up his shoulder. Jacob was mapping his face with his eyes, landing over and over on his lips, Staci did the same. Jacob leaned down then and kissed him, pulling him close and taking his breath away; then pulling away, leaving him reeling, and panting in the driveway. “Goodnight Staci.” GOD this guy.

Staci watched the truck pull away, bewitched. He carried himself back to his home, getting undressed once again, tidying up and taking a quick hot shower, too exhausted to preform any other steps of a nighttime routine. Staci curled up in his sheets, incredibly sore, and ready to feel worse the next day, when his phone buzzed.

UNKNOWN NUMBER:

Made it home. I may have a few things of yours.

UNKOWN NUMBER:

(a photo attachment of his stained t shirt Jacob had borrowed laying out on a bed, and another of his panties hanging from Jacob’s fingers)

Staci Pratt <3 Bar:

you stole my underwear ??

UNKNOWN NUMBER:

They must have slipped into my pocket. They’re very pretty, Staci.

Staci Pratt <3 Bar:

pervert.

Staci Pratt <3 Bar:

i’m free this friday if you want to bring them back

UNKNOWN NUMBER:

It’s a date.

#jacob x staci #jacob seed x staci pratt #staci/jacob #ns/fw #nsft #staci pratt #jacob seed #god i am exposing myself with this shit #like can you tell touch is one of my love languages or whatver #but THIS is the big oneeee i’ve been writing for a while #i hope it’s good i wanted to do more traditional fic writing + create a little au for staci to party in #and get fucked sideways but that’s baseline for me #is this something ??#⚠️

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musings-of-a-lovesick-fool · 2 years

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Musings-of-a-lovesick-fool's Fic Masterlist

Ao3! Kofi! WIPs List!

♡ — Fluff

♧ — Angst

♤ — Nsfw/Smut

◇ — Canon Typical Violence

□ — General, No Warnings

☆ — That special Enemies to Lovers flavoured spice

Last Updated: 7/04/2024

Resident Evil Village

One Man's Trash is Another Man's Treasure: Colvyr Covali x Karl Heisenberg — ♡

What's His is Mine and What's Mine is Mine: Colvyr Covali x Alcina Dimitrescu, Colvyr Covali x Karl Heisenberg — □

Alcina's Notes on Colvyr: Features Colvyr Covali, Alcina Dinitrescu and her daughters — □

Kiss on the Forehead: Colvyr Covali x Karl Heisenberg — ♡

Hope: Features Darius Lupan, Ethan Winterd and the Duke — ◇

Far Cry 5

The Angels Right Hand: Features Anya Cherkov, Faith Seed, Simon Dallas and Sharky Boshaw — ◇

Guilty Conscience: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x John Seed — ◇♡♧

Tired: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x Joseph Seed — No Cult AU ♡

Unwanted Visitor: Features Jerome Jeffries, Baptist!Dean Sinclaire and Peggies — Reverse Fc5 AU ◇

Misguided: Features the Seeds, the Sinclaires, Herald!James Rook and Marvin Brooks — Reverse Fc5 AU ◇

Not a Diva: Peggie!Dean Sinclaire x John Seed — ♡

A Glimpse: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x the Seeds — ◇♡☆

A Moment of Bliss: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x John Seed — ♡

Hard Decisions: Baptist!Dean Sinclaire x John Seed — Reverse Fc5 AU ♡☆

Ain't No Rest For The Wicked: Features Marvin Brooks, Deputy Dean Sinclaire, Deputy James Rook, Jess Black, Grace Armstrong, Earl Whitehorse and Peggies — ◇

A Mistake and a Saving Grace: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x Joseph Seed, Features Sharky Boshaw — ☆♡♧

Head For Breakfast: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x Deputy James Rook — ♤♡ [Consensual Somnophilia, Oral, Barebacking]

SMFYaM CH1, CH2, CH3, CH4, CH5, CH6: Deputy Dean Sinclaire x Jacob Seed — ◇♤♧

Dying Light 2

One Minute More Love One Minute More: Nikolas Reeves x Hakon — ♧

24/03: Nikolas Reeves x Hakon x Lawan — ♡

The Boy From Never and Ever

Scars & Ink: Nym Rosemerry x Eden Noble — ♡

May I?: Nym Rosemerry x Eden Noble — ♡♤ [Blowjob, Face sitting, Barebacking]

Shiptober

Day 1, 2 & 3: Wade Wilson x Dean Sinclaire — ♡♤◇ [Day 3: Praise kink, Butt plug, Oral, Handjob, Doggy Style, Overstimulation]

Day 4, 5 & 6: Heather Lucille Valentine x Deputy Dean Sinclaire — ♤♡ [Day 4: Thigh Riding, Handcuffs]

Day 7, 8 & 9: John Seed x Deputy Dean Sinclaire x Deputy James Rook — ♡♤◇ [Day 9: Thigh Fucking, Masturbating, Oral]

Day 10, 11 & 12: Mary May Fairgrave x Anya Cherkov — ♡

Day 13, 14 & 15: Faith Seed x Piper Vasquez — ♤♡ [Day 13: Dry Humping, Intoxication, Oral]

Day 16, 17 & 18: Karl Heisenberg x Colvyr Covali — ◇♡♧

Day 19: Cooper McCoy x Gabriel Stokes — ♡

Day 20: Rai Anderson x Casper Vasquez — ♡

Day 21: Michael Sinclaire x Alexys — ♡

Day 22, 23 & 24: Faith Seed x Deputy Dean Sinclaire — ♡♤◇ [Day 23: Intoxication, Strap On, Bareback, Public Play]

Day 25, 26 & 27: Jacob Seed x Deputy Dean Sinclaire — ♡♤◇☆ [Day 25: Public Play, Vibrator, Edging]

Day 28, 29 & 30: Joseph Seed x Deputy Dean Sinclaire — ♡◇☆

Day 31: Audrey Marshall x Deputy Dean Sinclaire — ♡

Underworld

Under The Bleachers: Razahir 'Raze' Khemse x Salvador Hale — ♡

You Shouldn't Have: Razahir 'Raze' Khemse x Salvador Hale — ♡

Valentine, Bryne

The Rain Fell My Love and So Too Did We: Sybil Bryne x Eliad Bryne — ♧◇

Resident Evil Village

Lunchbreak: Male!Lord!Reader x Karl Heisenberg — ♡

Tearful: Features GN!Reader and The Duke — □

Doll: Features GN!Reader and Salvatore Moreau — □

Dating Karl Heisenberg: GN!Reader x Karl Heisenberg — Headcannons ♡

Far Cry 5

Between the Pages: GN!Reader x John Seed — ♡

You're Important to Me Idiot: Male!Deputy!Reader x Sharky Boshaw — ◇♡

Hope County Residents Dating a Plus-Size, Pre-op Trans Man hc's: M!Reader x John Seed, Jacob Seed, Joseph Seed, Faith Seed, Jerome Jeffries, Sharky Boshaw, Mary May Fairgrave, Adelaide Drubman, Grace Armstrong, Eli Palmer — Headcannons ♡♤

Nights Like These: GN!Reader x Jacob Seed — ♡

Through the Pouring Rain: GN!Reader x John Seed — ♡

By The Fire: GN!Reader x Grace Armstrong — ♤ [Oral]

Good Boy: GN!Reader x Sharky Boshaw — ♤ [Praise, Doggy Style]

Intermission: GN!Reader x Nick Rye — ♤ [Public Handjob]

After Hours: GN!Reader x Joey Hudson — ♤ [Fingering, Oral]

You, Me and a Bottle of Whiskey: GN!Reader x Mary May Fairgrave — ♤♡ [Accidental Stimulation]

Caught Up In You: GN!Reader x John Seed — ♤◇☆ [Thigh fucking, Doggy Style, Barebacking, Creampie]

I Always Come Back to You Don't I?: GN!Reader x Eli Palmer — ♡◇

Tongue Tied: M!Reader x Faith Seed— ♡□

Dusk Till Dawn – Part 1: GN!Reader x John Seed — ◇♡

Far Cry 5

As The Night Turns Into Day: Features Joey Hudson, Alexi (Daemon) and Peggies — Daemon AU ◇

No Cult AU Headcannon's: Features The Seeds — No Cult AU □

They Were Born...: Features John, Jacob & Joseph — Daemon AU □◇

#musings-of-a-lovesick-fool #Fic Masterlist #Masterlist Tag

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words-and-seeds · 5 years

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This one was a request from @starsandskies from this prompt list. HOPE YOU LOVE IT, BECAUSE I DECIDED TO TACKLE SHARKY HERE.

NSFT. 18+ only, because it’s Sharky doing what Sharky loves to do.

6. lazy morning kisses before they’ve even opened their eyes, still mumbling half-incoherently, not wanting to wake up

Word count: 1,245

Rook was still mostly asleep when the first warm sensations of arousal curled low in her body. Her alarm hadn’t gone off for work yet, and she had made a point of positioning her bed so the rising sun would wake her up, but there was no sunlight burning behind her eyelids. She was pretty sure the sun hadn’t even risen yet, but sleep wasn’t an option. Not with clever fingers playing with her, stirring her up.

God, when had Sharky ever been a morning person? Normally it was a struggle to get him out of his trailer before one pm.

She lay on her back in their shared bed, and the heat and hardness of his body was a wonderful thing to wake up to, especially as winter started closing in, but the way his fingers played her body was even better.

The man was an artist with his fingers, and he was even better with his mouth, which was where Rook was hoping this would lead.

Despite her hopes, his lips brushed hers instead. When he felt her lips curve into a soft smile beneath his, he gently deepened the kiss, sweeping his tongue into her mouth to taste her.

“You awake, babe?” he asked, his voice still gravelly with sleep.

She made a humming noise, but she didn’t open her eyes yet. Being fully awake meant she might have to actually put some work into this encounter, depending on Sharky’s mood, and she’d done all the work the night before. It was his turn.

Sharky chuckled and trailed kisses down the side of her neck, enjoying the way muscles jumped when his facial hair grazed sensitive skin. Occasionally he would stop and give those sensitive areas a little extra attention, biting or sucking on her skin as the mood struck.

Rook had to stop herself from planting her hands on his shoulders and guiding him to where she really wanted him. She knew from past experience that he would make her wait worth it, so when his wet fingers started circling her clit, she couldn’t do anything but sigh happily.

The man knew just where to touch, and how to touch, to reduce her to a whimpering mess before his mouth had even touched her. He knew what he was doing, so she couldn’t hold back the disappointed moan when he drew his fingers away, trailing them up and down her thighs.

“Wider,” he grunted, pushing her legs further apart. The mattress shifted beneath her as he moved into position.

The way he gripped her thighs, fingers digging into her flesh, as he spread her legs wider made anticipation skitter down her spine, and when he nipped at her skin, Rook felt her toes curl and her muscles clench.

“Fuck, Shorty. That’s hot,” Sharky groaned, his breath so hot against her core as he moved closer and then his mouth was on her, and it made thinking impossible. Especially when the tip of his tongue found her clit. Her hips jerked, but his hands were there, holding her against him.

She had never been with anyone like him before - someone who actually enjoyed going down on a woman, who didn’t treat it like a chore that had to be taken care of before they got to the actual fucking. She’d never known anyone who could happily spend hours between her legs. Who knew when to be tender and when she wanted it rough.

And, Christ, who even knew teeth could be used like that?

Today though, he seemed determined to go slow. It took forever for him to pick up the pace, and she ground against his mouth, urging him on. He got the message, dragging his tongue against her in a way that had her seeing stars. His mouth covered her clit and Rook writhed, out of control as white hot pleasure coursed through her.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close, even though there wasn’t a chance in hell that he would move before she came, she knew.

Her heart beat staccato as he built her up to coming, so fast she could barely keep up with the sensations. It was almost overwhelming, and she released her grip on his hair to grab at the sheets, yanking them so hard they came loose as her muscles spasmed.

Sharky sucked, flicked his tongue, and used every trick he knew on her and before she knew it, Rook was coming, sobbing his name. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her whole body shook as she came down from a stratospheric high. The orgasm hit her so hard, so fast, she could barely catch her breath. She thought she could hear Sharky laughing, but the sound was distant over the roaring in her ears and her mind was too fogged by sex for her to care.

Sharky crawled up the bed, pausing to wipe his mouth on the sheets that bunched around her body, before snuggling up against her. His cock was hard as a rock against her side, but he made no move to initiate anything further.

“Po-Po, you may be a certified ninja badass, but on the inside, you’re all soft and tasty. I could live between your legs.” It felt like he hesitated, just slightly, before pressing a kiss to her cheek. “If you let me.”

Maybe it was her own insecurities inching their way back in after a mind shattering orgasm, but Rook thought she could hear a hint of vulnerability in his voice, as if he wasn’t sure she would let him stay.

With a sigh, Rook wrapped her arms around him, cuddling him close. One hand stroked his back, while the other went to his hair, petting gently. God, he was good at cuddling. Nearly as good as he was at making her feel religion with his mouth.

She wasn’t good with words. She’d never been able to say what she wanted - it all sounded so good in her head, but somewhere between her head and her vocal cords, something happened and she was reduced to monosyllables.

“I’d be crazy to say no to that.” She knew. She just knew by the way his shoulders drooped that it wasn’t what he wanted to hear. But their timing was shit. She had an entire family to arrest, a cult to dismantle, and it felt like she was expected to do the whole thing singlehandedly. The last thing she needed was for her life to get more complicated. “Like we said last night. We’ll see where this goes, and when this is all over, we’ll...talk.”

“Man, talk about a boner killer.”

Rook chuckled, and smoothed one hand down his side, shifting to wrap her fingers around his cock. “Doesn’t feel like it to me,” she murmured, nibbling on his lower lip. “I think you need to come, too.”

It wasn’t a subtle way to change the subject, but it was a welcome one.

Sharky grinned and lay back, crossing his arms behind his head. “Okay.”

Rook couldn’t help the laugh as their positions were reversed and she worked her way down his body. She kept her eyes on his as she guided the head of his cock into her mouth, and there was no hiding the way his eyes went soft. The way the tips of fingers traced the planes of her face, so tender and reverent as she took him deeper into her mouth.

#mags writes #fc5 fanfic #sharky boshaw x rook #sharky boshaw #starsandskies #I suck at endings #and I'm sorry #BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT

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blulexx · 3 years

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A little ryes x rook comic i don't have the time to finish based on an au i have

#far cry five #far cry 5 #rook x ryes #my art #fc5 #nick rye #kim rye #kimiko rye #Nicholas rye #carmina rye #sharky boshaw #far cry new dawn

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silverapplestock · 3 years

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What are you smiling at? ~

‘Dep, its gettin’ kinda chilly uh.. you mind.. givin’ me that back?’ ‘In your dreams.’ ‘..I figured.’ Rook is cosy in his sweater, you ain’t getting it back that easy Sharky!

#sharky boshaw #sharky x deputy #far cry 5 #far cry #far cry new dawn #charlemagne victor boshaw #far cry 5 screenshots #john seed #jacob seed #faith seed #joseph seed #fc5 #sharky x rook #far cry 5 mods

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the-chaos-katzlein · 3 years

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Far Cry 5: High school AU

(Keep in mind this is like a 2018-19 School year, no Rona)

Drug mentions

(Just a few HCS for now) (Thank you @hopecountysfavhoe for putting these ideas into my head 🤣)

Joseph

• Is the only person who enjoys going to church at his age

• Is the one targeted at dodgeball

• The way he dresses, the way he talks, he could have any girl he wanted, but he believes in keeping himself pure until marriage.

John

• Tails his brothers around because he doesn’t know anyone else

• Always getting rejected by girls

• Never picked for dodgeball

• Is a bit more lenient when it comes to ‘purity’

Jacob

•Stays near Joseph, he might not believe in God, but that’s still his brother

•If that sense of immunity gets to Joseph’s head however, Jacob will allow you one good hit before knocking you out.

•Always the first one picked for dodgeball

Faith

• Popular girl

• Cheerleader

• Does drugs in the girls bathroom before practice, convinced that they’re ‘performance enhancers’ gets addicted to them

Nick

• Takes shop class

• Starts dating Kim rather early on in high school

• Everyone thinks that they’ll break up soon, but it never happens

• Builds plane models and keeps them on a shelf in his room

• His dodgeball skill isn’t bad, but not as good as everyone else’s

Hurk Jr.

• Gets bullied by folks because of his weight, laughs it off most of the time.

• Those people usually end up beaten up in a bathroom, Rook, Sharky and Nick have bruised knuckles after the bully is found? They punched a brick wall...don’t ask.

• Always doing crazy shit with ‘the bois’

(Ever gone hog hunting with every gun in your arsenal, a 4X4 truck and lots of ammo? Imagine that level of chaos)

• Is actually really amazing at dodgeball

Sharky

• Highschool Pyro

• Setting off fire alarms

• Just igniting lighters in the back of classrooms

• Set a dodgeball on fire once and threw it at the opposing team

• Was definitely suspended for a week after that

Grace

• Enjoys math class

• Loves participating in shooting sports

• Decided she wanted to train up to be a sniper after learning about the Coriolis effect in class one day (She played ‘All Ghillied Up’ she knows what she’s doing)

• Uses her mathematical mind to absolutely dominate in dodgeball.

• Someone’s running around? Allow her to properly spin the ball as she throws it ahead of them so that it smacks them right in the head, perfection.

Pratt, Hudson and Rook

• Buddies

• Pratt acts tough but melts under pressure

• Hudson is usually the one coming to Pratt’s defense if not Rook

• Hudson sees Pratt and Rook as the only real people she can go to if she needs something

Cousin HC • Hudson and Rook do less chaotic things than Sharky and Hurk, but they claim to have the most fun.

Rook&Jess

(definite thank you to @hopecountysfavhoe for helping me pick out a few of these whether you knew it or not)

• Boot couple, matching boots

• Jess is certainly the girl you don’t want to fuck with, Mess with Rook however...and a new type of beast emerges

• “The fuck you say to him?!”

Rook Is holding Jess back

“Calm down lady, we were only playing around with your ugly boy toy.”

Rook and Jess look at each other, then the bully, Rook lets Jess go

*Jess literally jumps at him*

• By their third date Jess and Rook are in the woods, around a campfire near Dutch’s place reciting shitty romantic poems to each other and eating pizza. (The dream)

#the interworkings of a madman #far cry 5 #fc5 #joseph seed #john seed #jacob seed #faith seed #nick rye #hurk drubman jr #sharky boshaw #grace armstrong #deputy hudson #deputy pratt #Rook #deputy #jess black #High school AU #Deputy X Jess Dating

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i-am-the-balancing-point · 3 years

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✨WIP something Day✨

I stg I am literally THE WORST at responding to these things but @transdeputy tagged me to post a wip a few days ago. you already saw the wip of my dep so have some writing aswell and pls be gentle, this is not my first language, I have literally no idea about writing, I used hella prompt lists just be cool ok 🥲

a snippet from my Sharky x f!Dep fic under the cut

Anger ate away at her insides like the flames were eating away at the scrap wood, old couch cushions, empty packaging and trashed lawn chairs she had previously assemble in front of the old school bus that sat in the middle of Moonflower Trailer Park. Rook grabbed another molotov and chucked it straight ahead as if she could somehow attach all the frustration and hurt the past days had caused her to the liquid inside. Today had been particularly frustrating. She had been trying to find a way to free Marshal Burke from Faith’s capture, so far to no avail, which was already gnawing on her enough. Not even knowing where to look for them she tried to keep herself busy by running missions for the resistance. It was mostly enough to make her feel like she was at least not a complete waste of space but what had happened just hours before was making her doubt the value of everything they did to fight the cult once more.

The hostages Tracey and Leon had taken her to free from an outpost with, relied on them to get them out of the Peggies capture and to at least bring them to temporary safety. Not only had they failed them but the hostages and Leon had to pay for their ineptitude in completing this relatively simple task with their lives. Tracey and Rook barely made it out alive themselves, horrendously outnumbered by cult members and painfully underprepared for the additional backup the cultists had quickly called once fire had been opened. If it weren’t for Tracey yanking her away from the young man Rook was desperately trying to somehow prevent from bleeding out right under her hands, she would have surely met the same fate as Leon. She barely even knew them but it was still painful to be so closely involved in the death of another human being and frustrating to feel so responsible for it (even though there was nothing she could have done to prevent it, really). They had tried to comfort them back at the Hope County Jail but Tracey was having none of it, quickly removing herself from the situation with few words and Rook went to deal with it in a similar fashion.

It had been a while now that she sought out solitude to process her feelings but mindless destruction paired with the heat seemed to be the only thing that could at least provide her with some distraction. She watched the bottle shatter on a log right at the center of the bonfire. The liquid spilling out causing the flames to rise up momentarily.

“Yo, Deputy, if you carry on like that you’re gonna make me jizz my pants right here on the spot!”

Rook spun around so fast she swore she should have pulled a muscle. How the hell did she not catch him coming closer? He wasn’t a particularly stealthy type.

“Fuck! Sharky!” she exclaimed. “The hell you doing here?”

@josephslittledeputy also tagged me in the wip title meme but this is literally the only one I am working on and it doesn’t even have a title so this will have to do lol

as always, love y’all! not tagging specific ppl but everyone who’d like to do it.

#I started writing this a while ago and now I'm stuck at The Sex Part #also I do not know how to work around the she did. he did. she did. he did. thing #it becomes more prominent later on #if you have advice pls hmu!!!#writing #tag meme #Far Cry 5 #Sharky Boshaw #Deputy Rook #sharky x deputy #fan fiction #also: what *is* Sharky doing at the trailer park?#literally nobody has ever seen him there #or heard him play his music #all very mysterious #my dep #my writing #mine

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starsandskies · 4 years

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Yo, Shorty!

Deputy Becca M. Paxton and Sharky Boshaw for my friend and sister and everything @naromoreau. This was supposed to be a birthday gift, but you know, I’m a little late...

Naro, ¡que no tengo vergüenza, oye! Pero que era por tu cumple así que, ¡felicidades again! ♥

#sharky boshaw #deputy #deputy rook #far cry 5 #fc5 #fc5 fan art #sharky boshaw x deputy #deputy becca m. paxton #naromoreau #starsandskiesart #<3

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