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sheriffnixon‌:

“The most beautiful mess I’ve ever seen.” Nixon teased his husband before smiling softly at him before chuckling softly. When he pulled him closer for a kiss, he kissed him back and smiled softly against the other’s lips. “I don’t mind that. I’ve been known to be very helpful during those big situations.”

“Such a charmer and sweet talker.. How’d I get so damn lucky with ya, Nix?” Chevy grinned, letting his thumbs slowly stroke over the other’s cheeks as his hands held either side of his face. Just feeling that little smile made him grin even more, pulling him as close as he could. He even pulled back to whisper a soft ‘Well, better get t’work then if you’re gonna turn me on like this’ into his ear, kissing his cheek soon after.

sheriffnixon‌:

Nixon laughed softly at the other and shook his head at him. “You are a mess.” He teased before thining about some compliments he could give his husband. “Let’s see. You are extremely gorgeous and you always know when to make me laugh and when to make me feel better when I’m down. I love that smile of your’s, it can light up the whole room.” Nixon knew he sounded extremely cheesy but he didn’t care. “What if I don’t want to be careful.” He teased.

“I’m your mess.” He giggled with a huge grin. He honestly wasn’t expecting any of the compliments he got, but he was happy none the less. “...Damn you’re cheesy, and I was jokin’, but I can’t be mad or roll my eyes at you, now can I? C’mere..” He pulled him into another deep kiss with a chuckle, placing both hands on either side of his face. “Well, if y’ain’t careful, there’s gonna be a much bigger problem on our hands.” He teased right back with a hum.

sheriffnixon

Text || Chevy

Nixon: So, I had a question..

Nixon: I want you to be one hundred percent honest with me though.

fxckoffchevy

Chevy: Of course! What's up?

sheriffnixon‌:

“I know I am.” Chevy grinned widely as he waited for the other to compliment him. Of course, he was just jokking, but then hearing him actually go through with it? It made his heart melt immediately. “You’re too damn sweet, Nixxy... How’d a guy like me ever get so lucky t’be married to a guy like you?” He whispered, as if there was a group of people in the house that shouldn’t know they were married. “What, you tryin’ t’ turn me on or somethin’?” He teased playfully with a chuckle before moving to kiss the other quickly.

victoriaxlightwood

“I don’t work here, my brother’s the sheriff and I was waiting for him. I just got here last night and he was trying to figure out how to find me somewhere to stay till I get on my feet.” Tina explained to the person in front of the desk. “He has a pretty shitty sectary though. He keeps leaving to bang his girlfriend, who looks younger than me, which is unsettling if you think about it. That boy girl is getting some old, crusty dick.” Laughing softly, she shook her head. “Luckily, I am not new to this town, so Dayton and I have some unpleasant history, and I really hope my ex isn’t here anymore. I hope they ran away or died. Either would be fine with me. Although I don’t think evil can die.”

fxckoffchevy

At first, Chevy didn’t even recognize her. Granted, he hadn’t seen her exactly, but more just heard her voice from all of his husband’s phone calls with her. That was until she mentioned Nixon was her brother. “Well shit, darlin’! How ya been?! Did ya have a safe and nice travel down here?” He grinned widely. He’d had the day off and decided to visit Nixon and get him some lunch, Rex right next to him with his ‘working service dog’ vest on. “God, Harry? Yeah, boy’s a damn mess, I’ll say that for damn sure. He hits on everythin’ that moves, so, beware of that.” Chevy shook his head with a snort. “I doubt they’re here. What’s their name, if ya don’t mind me askin’ at all?”

sheriffnixon‌:

Nixon chuckled softly at the other man, because he was right. “Right now I am just thanking you for being the most amazing husband a guy like me could ever want.” He told him with a soft smile. He couldn’t help with the smile going bigger because here we go, the man sitting here telling him how perfect he was, he felt like blushing like hell but he was going to compose himself. Smiling against the other’s lips when he kissed him, he returned the kiss and he couldn’t help but chuckle softly as he moved closer to his husband, depending on the kiss a bit.

“Ain’t I jus’ th’greatest? Compliment me more. I’m feeling down, my loyal servant.” He held one hand out playfully before laughing at the dumb joke he made. If anything, he would definitely rather be Nixon’s servant than anything... He couldn’t help but grin more when he saw the other’s smile God, he was gorgeous. When the other deepened the kiss a little, he couldn’t help but groan. “Careful there...” He warned playfully.

qweenpax‌:

Pax noticed his dad’s little flinch and immediately dropped his hand, but tried to make it look like he wasn’t doing it because of that. Making Chevy feel awkward or bad was the opposite of his intention. “I didn’t do it in front of my parents, or when they were alive. I also never did it in a place where you or dad could see me do it, see where they were…because I didn’t want you to know and didn’t want you to feel bad. Then things went down the tube from there, but,” he shrugged, “I didn’t want you guys to think it was your fault for some reason.” With Jack still in one hand, Pax pushed himself off the ground. He held up one finger before ducking off to his room and returning with a folder in hand. “I have a lot of ideas, and yeah, I’d love to get a matching one. Maybe we can convince Dad to get it with us.” A family tattoo would be nice, in Pax’s opinion. A true reminder of everything they had been through. “He ‘s just an attention whore.”

Part of it was a little pain, and another part just...felt odd. He couldn’t explain it. Like, it didn’t properly hurt him too bad, but it was like a ghost pain. “Hey... Nah, I get it, Pax, don’t worry. I mean, I did it too as a damn kid, so I understand pretty dang well... Nix don’t really know ‘bout all of this, d’spite seein’ it all th’time. He doesn’t know what these are. Told ‘im they were jus’ scars from fightin’ all th’time, ain’t tell ‘im who I was fightin’.” He admitted with a slight snort, rubbing one hand over all the little bumps. “Only thing I blame myself for is not doin’ somethin’ sooner. I could’ve probably helped if I’d had a feelin’ sooner.” He watched his son sit up and push himself up off the ground, disappearing into his room. He’d seen that folder before, but never touched it. He’d had a feeling there was something in there he didn’t want to see, but he was glad when the other just pulled out little tattoo ideas. “Really now? Maybe! Nix has a few, so I don’t reckon he’d be opposed to it. Mind if I take a look?” He asked softly, hand reaching out to the folder. “He really is... Jus’ ‘bout as bad as Rex, if not worse.”

sheriffnixon‌:

Nixon didn’t think he would ever remarry after his wife, because it was such a learn and miss experience with him. Sure, he did understand what he did wrong in his marriage but with the drinking, the dick behavior, he never wanted to give that to someone else again. However, with Chevy, it just seemed like everything fell into place perfectly and he never wanted to let him go. So, of course, naturally when they talked about getting married, Nixon was hesitant at first but he knew that Chevy was different and that everything would be okay. “Here I was trying to be all sweet and you are getting horny.” He teased his husband, a playful smirk on his lips. “You do. You are beyond perfect.” Nixon assured him, kissing him back. He would never get tired of kissing that man.

Things just naturally fell into place between Nixon and Chevy. He’d vowed he’d never get married because he didn’t want whoever he married, to get punched or hit or anything if they touched him. But then an angel of a man named Nixon Anderson came around, changed him for the better, and he couldn’t be happier. Now he had a husband, a nice home, and a son with the man. Chevy rolled his eyes and grinned at the tease. “What can I say? I know when y’wan’t somethin’ ‘cause ya start kissin’ up and down my damn neck.” He joked playfully before letting his fingers run through the man’s hair slowly. “You’re even more perfect, Nixon.” Chevy whispered out as he moved to place the hand that was stroking the man’s hair, to the back of Nixon’s head. “You’re.. so... Perfect..” He punctuated every word with a kiss before smiling.

fcyethebrain‌:

“Trust me, I d-don’t want to be doing this anymore than you want me talking to you b-but, please, if you just answer three short q-questions then you can leave and never see me again.” Faye said in a rush, holding her clipboard close to her. She had only stumbled over her words a few times which was a win.

Chevy had just been finished with work, gloves covered in gross bodily substances that people usually didn’t want to touch when he heard the girl speak. Curse being a crime scene cleaner... “I uh... Yeah, sure. What do ya need?” He asked, rolling up a sleeve before pulling off the long glove from the tips of his fingers. “Y’ain’t gotta be nervous ya know.. I ain’t gonna touch ya or harm ya.”

sheriffnixon‌:

Nixon couldn’t help but smile at his husband because the man was wonderful and he truly got lucky the second time around. At first, Nixon didn’t think he would ever remarry after his ex-wife because he was so broken about it and felt like he was a terrible husband but Chevy quickly killed most of the fears for that. Resting his body on the other, he smiled at him before pressing a soft kiss to his neck. When he moved to look at him, he chuckled softly before humming. “You really know how to make a guy smile, don’t you?” He told him before pressing a soft kiss against the other’s lips.

Honestly, Chevy felt like the lucky one. Never had he thought he’d ever marry someone, let alone have anyone touch him that didn’t make him freak out or get scared. Sure, m aybe he was scared at first, but with time, Chevy mellowed out, and even let their son hug him or touch his arm if he needed anything withough panicking. Letting the other rest up against him, he let out a slight little grunt at the kiss to his neck. “Careful.” He teased. “I try my best, now don’t I?” Chevy snorted, gently kissing the other back slow, yet deeply, wanting the other to feel every ounce of love and appreciation he had for the other.

sheriffnixon‌:

Nixon knew that it was out of his character to be so emotional and to be crying like this was so strange. However, he also felt comfortable enough around Chevy to where he didn’t mind crying as well. Feeling better with his husband in his arms, he hugged him tighter and smiled softly. He didn’t know what he would do if it wasn’t for this man. He just loved him so much and he finally got the whole happiness and being the content thing that his mom’s mentioned. He felt it with Chevy. “I love you more. I ain’t cried this much in a long time. Jesus.” He chuckled, sniffling a bit.

In a sense, Chevy was so proud of his husband for showing emotions, even if it was just a little at a time. They’d grown from rarely ever crying or being angry or anything, to full blown crying and then cuddling sessions. Whether people saw that as good or bad for the two, Chevy always saw it as an improvement. Besides, he’d rather have an emotional husband than a completely closed off one. He could feel the love every time his husband spoke to him like this, and the trust that came with it? Over the roof. “Oh hush, I love you even more. But... Yeah, me too t’be honest.” His eyes scanned over the man’s face for a second. “...’Least you’re a pretty crier.” He teased, having to make at least a tiny little joke about it.

sheriffnixon‌:

“You aren’t wrong, love.” Nixon admitted. He was trying his best not to cry, but damn, there it was. He never had anyone like Chevy before. Who would tell him that he wasn’t awful or a horrible person? Who believed that he was a good guy because he truly did try his best. He sighed softly, keeping his own arms around his husband and not wanting to let you go. “Here you thought I saved you but you saved me too,: He chuckled a bit, his voice cracking slightly from crying. “Just promise, no matter how awful I might get sometimes, don’t give up on me, okay?”

“I know I ain’t.” He teased playfully with a light smile. He just wanted Nixon to be the best man he could be, and not even for himself. Every thought that went through Chevy’s mind included Nixon. It was his main focus in life, if he was being honest. Holding him even closer when he heard that choked tone, he nuzzled his face into his husband’s shoulder even more, trying to swallow past that lump in his throat. Never had he seen him cry, and now? “We both saved each other, and I’m so damn glad we did.” He whispered. “I promise, no matter what, I ain’t givin’ up on ya. Never in a hundred years.. Thousand... Million. Not even in our next life.” He pulled away just a little to place his hands on either side of his husband’s face. “I love you.”

I'm still mad I wasn't invited to the wedding. That is all.

“Want us to do a mock weddng? ‘Cause I’m super down! If not, you’ll be the first to get an inviite to us renewing vows. Even probably be the best man.”

#qweenpax

How do you feel about the married life?

“Honestly? It’s wonderful! I never thought in a hundred years I’d meet my soulmate and marry ‘em, until I met Nix. It was like fuckin’ love at first sight if I’m bein’ real with ya.”

#Anonymous

Do you regret helping foster Paxton?

“God no! It may be frustrating sometimes and emotionally draining, though what kid isn’t, right? But I will never in a million, trillion years regret fostering that kid. I love him like he was my own damn flesh and blood!”

#Anonymous

qweenpax‌:

When instructed to, Pax hesitantly reached out and ran a finger over Chevy’s tattoo. It felt exactly like much of Paxton’s body did, which made him sad. As much as his dad’s didn’t want him to feel the way he did, he didn’t want them to ever feel said either. Or have felt sad. “I want to put something like that over some of mine too. Not that I’ll ever be able to get all of them, but I have a handful of ideas already.” One for Jack, one for his parents, one for his brother, one for Nixon, and one for Chevy so far. It was a lot, but Pax was thinking to get a half or full-sleeve on one of his arms, just to make himself feel better. He could always cover them if he needed to. “Thanks, and yeah, when he’s needy, he’s needy.” Pax pulled Jack out of his pocket and tucked him in the crook of his arm instead.

Chevy let his fingers slowly glide over his scars, wincing just a little when he touched one that didn’t heal too properly. “My brother has more of ‘em. Our parents.. weren’t th’best in th’world. They’d see us doin’ that an’ just walk away.” He remembered when he first met Pax, that he vowed to never let that boy have to feel the way he felt when his parents just walked off without a single care that their sons were hurting deep inside. “Really? You’ll have t’tell me some of th’ ideas. Maybe I can set up your first appointment? Maybe get a matchin’ one?” He’d always wanted to get a matching one with Pax. The two had been through a lot, which bonded them more than he ever thought possible. “He really is needy... Cute little guy though, can’t be mad at him. ‘Specially when he yells himself to sleep on top of Rex. R’mind me t’show ya that photo at some point.”

qweenpax‌:

“I know, I know you both did…maybe Dad number one even more so, but that doesn’t make it fair for you guys. You have to always be looking over your shoulder and wondering if I’m having issues when you should be worrying about each other and the wolves and a million other things that aren’t me,” Pax leaned into the affection and sighed, “It’s why I told you guys when I did. It wasn’t to that place yet, but I knew what happened if I ignored it. I didn’t want to put you through that for the third time.” He remembered waking up to broken-hearted faces last time and he never wanted to experience that ever again. “I missed you too, big man,” he laughed, “Maybe Jack more.”

“That’s our job. T’make sure you’re alright and taken care of, even if sometimes it’s a bit extra work. Y’know, I used t’be like you when I was your age. Still can get that way at times. Don’t reckon I told Nixon ever, but..” Pulling up one sleeve, he showed a tattoo on his wrist. “Run your fingers over it There’s like.. Maybe twenty or more there.” He admitted. Of course, he was a little embarrassed, which was why he got a tattoo over it, but it was him. It was a part of him. “I’m proud of ya for tellin’ us, though. Really, I am. It shows you’re improvin’, gettin’ better.” He smiled, watching Rex pounce on Pax. “Speakin’ of Jack, I never knew that kitten had such a loud scream.” He snorted. He remembered waking up almost every night to Jack screaming in the middle of the night because he missed Pax.

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