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Willis Huntley. Even after what happened in Far Cry 4, I was willing to forgive and forget but in Far cry 5 after I got him the VHS tape (God knows what was in it), he won’t help because ‘it’s below his pay grade’ nor give me a 'handout.’ So I shot him and left him there. C'mon, I can’t be the only one…
John: When have I done anything rash or irresponsible?
Joseph: I have a list. It's alphabetized.
… book of Joseph. Pretty sure that’s how Joseph has been converting before far cry and his siblings’ involvement.
My feelings when something happens to Cheeseburger, my diabetic bear...
Friend: You need to calm down with those Seed brothers. I think you got a problem.
Joseph’s reaction everytime the Deputy picks up a weapon… … to use against him… Bad Deputy!
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I've written three mini smutty fanfic on the three Seed brothers but which brother will 'have their way with' my Deputy Abigail Weston...
Joseph, Jacob or John?
Most requested, i will write on! Also that's Antionette Kalaj who i envision as my Deputy.
I feel like this has happened to Joseph... don't ask me why, it's a feeling...
Towards the end, where he's just staring at you...
Seriously... so unnerving..
Joseph: After killing his siblings, liberating regions and destroying his statue…
‘But you’re all i have left now. You’re my family.’
After the 'Good ending’ and being stuck in a bunker with Joseph. Everybody is still debating over whether or not the Collapse happened. I just know the Deputy is stuck with Joseph for God knows how long. Enough time for her (in my case) to warm up to Joseph. In her mind, he is the last man on earth. It’ll definitely be a slow burn and Joseph will be very patient. For her to be part of his religion and be to mother to his children. I think he knows that and one reason why he kept her alive. Well… Those are my thoughts!
Jacob’s Turn... mini smutty fanfic
At first Jacob couldn’t understand how the Junior Deputy has enraptured the attention of both his brothers, Joseph and John. With John, it was easy to figure out. In Jacob’s opinion, the Deputy was quite skinny and lacked a voluptuous figure, but she had a pretty face, long black hair and piercing green eyes. John constantly bemoans about saving her, repetitively taunts her over the radio and wanting to learn more about her. Their little game of cat and mouse has left John obsessed. It didn’t help that Jacob heard rumours that John was caught in a comprising position with the Deputy, his lips against her’s and his hands all over her.
With Joseph though, he had no idea. Jacob doesn’t know what goes through his brother’s head. However, when it comes to the Deputy, Joseph is certain that he wants her alive. Jacob has stated multiple times that she should be dead, but Joseph looked at him with that serene stare and said God has plans for her.
That was it, no other explanations. Jacob would try and press for more but Joseph would only response that she was part of his plan. There was one incident that Joseph’s action left Jacob puzzled. During their rounds around Joseph’s compound, there was a wanted poster of the Deputy, blazed with the title sinner. Joseph stopped in front of the poster, placed his hand on her photo and bowed his head. He stood there for a minute before stepping back and continue his business.
So Jacob watched her progress. wanting to know why his brothers are acting this way toward her.
He understood now.
After she turned her attention to Jacob’s region and joined the Whitetail Militia, Jacob captured and exposed her to classical conditioning. It was the second time he’s captured her and made her train. He watched through cameras as she shoots through one meat bag after another.
She shows so much potential.
She showed strength, so much grace as she shot between the eyes of a meat bag.
But…
Allying herself with the Whitetail militia and opposing to Eden’s Gate… she held on to those weak philosophy. ‘Cull the herd.’ She’s a tool.
Everything Abigail felt at this moment was pain, stinging and pulsating pain. It started as soon as she touch her cheekbone and feeling the dry blood under her fingertips. Abigail started an attempt to stand up and reached for bars of the cage. Weakly she leaned her head against the metal bars, that kept her captured.
Abigail was about to fall asleep, if someone she hated very much didn’t interrupted her. The heavy sounds of boots appeared in the distance, till they stopped in front of her. Just the bar separated each other and with a bit courage, she looked up. Jacob’s eyes look down at her, like they would always do, and he hummed this unmistakable melody, that had driven so many people into madness.
“W-what did you do to me?” she demanded as she shakily stood up. “You're familiar with the term 'classical conditioning,' right, Deputy?” asked Jacob as he unlocks her cage and steps inside, “It's when a conditioned stimulus...say a song...leads to a reflexive response...in this case to train...to kill...to sacrifice,” he said, stepping closer to her.
Abigail began to walk backwards, eager to leave the close proximity and the intimidating stranger that dwelled in it. A hand grasped her wrist, pushing her against the bars.
“W-what…?” she murmured, staring up to his eyes. Everything tilted for a moment before it righted itself again. Something kind of… fuzzy, began to cover her thoughts. Like static. He smirked, casually putting his hand against the bar near her head. “You’re a tool, Deputy. A means to an end. And you will serve your purpose.”
Suddenly he was closer, a lock of her raven hair in between his fingers. “But perhaps, you could prove your strength with your body,” he whispered, his teeth nipped the outer shell of her ear. Even since she’s encountered Jacob Seed, he scared her but at the same time, she was drawn to him. Having him this close to her, his teeth on her ear, it made all thoughts leave her mind.
“M-my b-body?” she finally managed to reply through the foggy haze clouding her mind, the words leaving her lips as a breathless stutter. “Mmhmm,” Jacob inhaled into her neck then Abigail jumped as he nibbed on her neck before laving the bites with his tongue.
His free hand wrapped itself around Abigail’s waist to steady her, and no doubt to keep her exactly where she was. His lips took their time on her neck, kissing her at an almost painstakingly slow pace. Abigail bared her neck to him, giving full access for his ministrations. Then, his teeth found what they were looking for. In a desperate attempt to stop herself from allowing a moan to pass through her lips Abigail bit them, hard.
Jacob seemed to notice this also, he could feel the noise he had been working for begin in her vocal chords but never leave her mouth. He lifted his head up to see her eyes wide in surprise and desire, Jacob felt immensely proud at himself for this.
His hot gaze drifted towards her lips, and seeing her teeth breaking the delicate skin had a low growl leaving his own.
Suddenly Abigail were thrown down onto the ground, and the next thing she knew, his body hovered above hers.
He smashed his lips over hers. She tried to resist him but it was inevitable in the end. He claimed dominance over her mouth with ease. Abigail, after all, was no match for him. Abigail tried to push him away, but the hand that had been wrapped around the lock of her hair quickly fisted it all, wrenching it all downwards so that her mouth was directly below his.
“You’re mine...” He whispered, the hand at her waist traveling lower, unbuttoning her jeans and pulling them down. His fingers drew circles all the way up her thighs, growing dangerously close to the wet center. She could feel the dampness.
“I-I…” This was wrong. She shouldn’t be doing this. But it all felt so good.
“Would you prefer it if I stopped?” At the same moment the words left his lips his thumb brushed over her core, and a breathy moan escaped her lips.
Abigail cried out as he brushed her center again. She realized that he knew exactly which strings to pull to get her exactly where he wanted her, and that was in his arms, completely under his control. His fingers slipped underneath her panties to feel the wetness in the apex of her thighs.
“Just as I suspected,” He said, his voice dangerously low as he retracted his fingers from her body to show Abigail the sheen of liquid coating his finger. “You’re soaked, pet.”
‘Pet?” she thought. The term of endearment worming its way through the foggy haze of everything.
No, she suddenly thought.
No, no this isn’t right.
This isn’t right at all.
“Let me go!” She finally began to struggle, twisting and writhing her body and pushing at him, in an attempt to get him off of her. But then he gripped her wrists in one hand and pressed his body into hers.
She was trapped.
He gently bit at her throat and hummed in appreciation. “I have to say Deputy, I’m impressed. Not many can resist in the state that you’re in.”
Suddenly the fuzziness in her brain made sense, and anger shot through her, she could feel herself get even wetter because of his ministrations. “L-Let me g-go…” she whispered, the breathy words ending on a moan.
“Now why would I do that, when I have you right where I want you?” He twisted his hips so that the bulge in his pants skimmed over her. All the breath that was in her lungs felt like it evaporated.
“Please,” she begged him, almost inaudible. He pulled her shirt and bra over her head. He chuckled, the sound dark and infuriatingly arousing. “Please what?” He leaned over her, pinching her nipples and her back arched into his touch.
“Tell me what you want, pet. Use your words.”
They both jolted by a loud as hell alarm. ‘Those damn Whitetails,’ cursed Jacob.
Jacob immediately pulls back, “I’ll come back for you,” he stated, adjusting his crotch. He exits her cage, locking it behind him. Abigail closed her eyes and let sleep wash over her.
Jacob: I could kill you if I wanted to.
Deputy: Yeah? So could another human being.
Jacob: ...
Deputy: So could a dog.
Jacob: ...
Deputy: So could a dedicated turkey.
Jacob: ...
Deputy: You aren't special, Jacob.
Had to add another old vine with far cry 5 reference... i just had to...
John’s Bunker - Additional scene smut
Junior Deputy Abigail Weston was tied.
As she struggles against her bonds, which holds her tightly to a chair, she can’t help but rage at the situation she was in. Worst of all, she had to watch him, gloating over her.She was forced to listen to his monologues and endure John tearing her shirt open, exposing her bra-clad chest. Abigail glowed red with anger and a bit of something else.
Despite her hatred for the man, she couldn’t help but feel a tinge of arousal for the man. When she saw John Seed, she thought he was attractive with those blue eyes. So, so blue.
It didn’t help that when her shirt was ripped apart, those blue eyes were feasting upon her flesh that warmed beneath his fingers to keep her still.
John was midway wheeling Deputy Hudson out the door as Abigail began to plan her escape. To her horror, she heard John say, “Take Deputy Hudson back to her room.”
Then she heard the door shut behind her, John turn heel and spreads his arms out, in front of her as if to embrace. “Now Deputy, when you confess your sins, it will be etched upon your flesh but you can receive salvation through the Father.”
He picks up the tattoo gun, surveying the power switch before placing it down, “What do you say, Deputy? Just. Say. Yes,” cupping her jaw.
“Fuck you.”
John smiles, it looked absolutely maniacal before the sudden pain of her hair being ripped, as John entangled his fingers through her raven black tresses.
John leaned down to get his face to Abigail’s. He was impossibly close, just staring at Abigail who didn’t dare to look away.
“You still reject salvation, even though I’m trying to save you!” spat John. He found himself desperate to reclaim the control she had taken from her open defiance. Time and time again, she keeps defying the Father by liberating outposts, destroying monuments and hitting conveys, she was constantly in his thoughts but not only for those reasons. He was starting to want her... not only to join the Father but more... carnal.
She was attractive. Long black hair, amazing green eyes, a delicate pretty face. Her body had curves in all the right places and legs that go on. Her body made his body want to do things. Sinful things.
“I was wrong,” frowned John, “I thought I knew your sin.”
John chuckles darkly, “It isn’t just wrath. Lust is your sin. You produce lust over me.” His eyes had dropped slowly to her lips and the next thing she knew, John’s lips was on her’s.
Abigail was caught off-guard the moment his lips crushed against her’s. At first, she tried to struggle, his kiss hard and unwanted. Abigail squeezed her eyes shut tight. His tongue long and rough and forcing inside her. But it was the nip at her lip, the soft bite, that somehow made her heart skip a beat, made her feel something hot in her stomach.
She moaned when she got the chance to breathe. He nipped, raking his teeth across her tender flesh. Her sweat sweet against his tongue, skin salty from the long days of fighting. He craved her.
He opened up her thighs, rubbing her crotch with the blade of his fingers. Abigail cried out, biting back her sounds. Her thighs throbbed and flinched. She bit into his shoulder, rubbing herself against his large hands, neck opening to his mouth. John was hot with need, his back tense again with restraint. He could have her, right now. ‘She must atone first,’ growled one side. The other side howled, ‘Take her!’
An internal battle drew across his face, her bite bringing him back. He clicked his tongue, kissing her harshly. His large frame pressing her deeper to the chair, grinding his hips to hers with heady want.
Abigail whimpered, she saw no need in fighting now, she saw no way she could win other than just giving in to him. She craned up her neck and kissed his rough chin, kissed his neck. She enjoyed feeling his body, hard and hot, pressed against her.
John’s hand began to unbutton her jeans, when a Chosen bursts into the room. “The Father needs you!”
A grimace bloomed over John’s face, he buried his face in her neck and inhaled deeply, “I’ll be right back,” he whispered.
As soon as John left the room, Abigail scooted the chair over to the top of the stairs. Despite her frazzled state, Abigail knew she had to escape, she squeezed her eyes shut and pushed herself forward, braced for impact.
It’s soo embarrassing writing up these ‘certain genres’ but with a guy looking like this...
... it can’t be helped...
Aftermath- mini fanfic smut
This is what I think would happen with the female deputy and Joseph in that bunker. A bit of non-consensual occurrences would happen but I don't think Joseph would go further until the deputy would atone and desperately want him (which won't be forever since there's only the two of them). But that's my opinion also it's the first time I've written a fanfic with pre existing characters... so please be gentle.
I should kill you for what you've done.
"Don't..."
"Hmm?"
Abigail gasps as Joseph rubbed against her folds then pinches her clit. She felt him inhale against her neck.
But you've all I have left now. You're my family.
"Please..."
This can't be...
Why was she begging him? What was she begging for?!
Her breaths were starting to come in ragged bursts and Abigail tried to quell the tremor that coursed through every time Joseph's pumped through her folds.
And when this world is ready to be become anew, we will step into the light.
Another finger slipped in and made a scissor motion. Abigail squeezed her eyes tightly, while trying to stop herself from cumming but Joseph's hand was adept and determined.
I am your Father and you are my child.
No...
No...
"No!" Abigail's entire body shook as her orgasm ripped through her. She moaned as she leaned back against the man, only to feel Joseph's rock hard cock pressed against her lower back.
Surprise, curiosity, excitement, fear and anger mixed in her peaking emotions as Abigail shuddered one last time.
"You came so much," muttered Joseph, rubbing his fingers together. When she was released, Abigail fell to her knees.
Looking down at Abigail kneeling on the floor, Joseph's eyes narrowed. She appeared so helpless with her hands bound and head resting on the edge of the bed. It only made Joseph's desire mount higher.
"Will you atone?" asked Joseph, cupping the groin of his pants.
And together, we will match to Eden's Gate.
Deputy: Sometimes, I grab my own butt... because well, i squat.
John: Damn, can I feel that?
Deputy: ....
John: I mean...
John: Again, weird but not a sin.
He said to confess no matter how petty or small it was...