@/s for all my muses, my boundaries, info to know and divider credits for this particular post under the cut.
Muses
@cull-the-herd Jacob Seed
@the-power-of-yes John Seed
@welcome-to-the-bliss Faith Seed
@joseph-of-project-at-edens-gate Joseph Seed
@estranged-seed James Seed, a oc who's Jacobs surprise son, lore is being reworked.
@johns-emotional-support-sinner Crow, a resistance turned Johns emotional support sinner oc
@bad-mad-dog Mutt, Jacob's human Judge oc
@gabe-of-edens-gate John's right had, a man known for bloodshed and violence.
@steve-smith-of-edens-gate Twin brother's with @daveofpuppetsgate the two of em are weird peggies :)
@thrashing-biting-clawing Cody, One of Jacobs chosen.
@mutt-lives New Eden Mutt
New Eden/low stakes cult au/the only au that gets it's very own blogs.
@welcome-to-new-eden Joseph
@hedonistic-seed John
@wolf-in-the-den Jacob
will add on any if the list builds on.
Boundaries
MDNI.
I won't do NSFW rp past suggestive flirting or it seeming like that's what's gonna happen, it fades to black before any actual sexual touching or taking off of clothes. No acceptations.
I will not do romantic/suggestive rp with anyone under 20 and up out of comfort, I also won't do romantic rp with random characters and muns I'm not comfortable with.
Certain muses like Mutt, Gabe and Cody I wont do romantic rp with outside of their respective ships.
There's absolutely no Seedcest allowed on this blog. Dni if you're wanting Seedscest content from me. This goes for incest in general too.
Au's
Monster au
Hybrid au
Random info
Dividers I use I reblog under #dividers, click on that tag on this post to find all the OG posts of the divider sets, individual credits are on the posts each divider is used on, in the form of a '@insert the creators user'.
Dividers by @thecutestgrotto @uzmacchiato @strangergraphics
Description: When Staci isn't having any of Jacobs shit he climbs a tree. Jacob isn't having it.
Notes/Warnings: Implied sex at the the end, not shown. Not beta read. This is probably the only entry I'm gonna be able to get to, I finished this the night of the 5th lmao 😭🤣
Word count: 820
@jaciweek
Fic under cut.
"Get down from there, now!" Jacob can't really 'yell' too loud. Not with the lung damage, but boy does he want to. Staci can tell with that little bit of strain, in how loud he calls up to him.
Staci hadn't really been thinking clear when he'd ran from Jacob, then up the tree. He'd only really been thinking in terms of fight or flight screaming 'run', when Jacob had tried to grab him. Staci had been refusing to get in the truck, to go to some cult bullshit, Jacob wasn't having it, but Staci was having it even less.
So, here Jacob is, at the base of a tree, in his cabins backyard, trying to order Staci to come down. Sweat drying on both their foreheads. "Peaches, don't make me have to tell you again." Jacob warns, Pratt, to his credit, thinks about it for a moment before deciding 'fuck that.' "Nuh uh!" He calls down. Jacob pauses as if stunned by the sheer audacity.
"Fuck you mean 'nuh uh'?!" He spats, looking up at Staci eyes narrowing. 'It's too hot out for this shit', crosses his mind.
"I mean, Nuh, uh!!" Staci repeats, firmer this time, he knows he isn't gonna like the potential ass beating he's earning himself right now, but Jacobs been a little more lenient with him as of late, so he's pushing his luck. Staci's first, and worst mistake today.
Jacob throws up his hands, pacing back and forth for a moment. Then, he stops where he was standing before, glaring up at Staci. "Don't make me come up there Peaches." He says it like a threat, a threat Pratt knows he means. However, Staci also knows he especially won't be coming down now. He stares back at Jacob, wrapping his arms around the tree tighter. "You're only makin' shit worse for yourself angel."
This,,, doesn't make Staci wanna come down any less. In fact, it makes him cling to the tree even more. Jacob sighs staring at him. "Fine, don't say I didn't warn you Peaches." He stretches a little, resulting in his back cracking, before starting to climb the tree himself.
"Hey- No no no-" Pratt tenses trying to shuffle himself farther up the tree limb, the bark scratching against his arms as he moves. "Nope. Did this to yourself Peaches." Jacob keeps climbing, a smirk crossing his face as he grabs at Staci's ankle.
Pratt yelps when he's dragged out of the tree, he hardly has time to register being shoved onto the ground, only catching up cause of the heavy weight of Jacob on top of him. The feeling of beard rubbing against his neck startles him, as Jacob wrestles him down into a better hold. "Get off- No- I wont go-!" Staci tries to argue, he knows it's not smart, arguing with Jacob, but he can't help it. He's always had a mouth on him, one that runs faster than his better senses.
The kicking and thrashing gives Jacob that thrill of chasing something down, fighting it, hunting. It's dizzying, in a way, between that thrill and the heat of the day and their bodies being so close, before he can really think about keeping up his image, he's growling and rubbing his face into Staci's neck. Staci screams before it registers that Jacob isn't ripping his throat out with his teeth, but playfully nipping at his skin, snapping his teeth against him. It makes Pratt pause for a second processing that Jacob Seed of all people, is toying- no- playing with him.
He sequels when Jacob, for god knows what reason, blows a raspberry against his shoulder like he's done this a million times before. Staci wriggles now, not really fighting, giggling and squirming and- Pratt never really expected a repeat of what happened a few months ago, when he ended up in Jacobs arms before. They hadn't done anything, not past kissing.
But now Jacob's looking at him, the reality of the position they're in hitting him, and he's not pulling nor is he shoving Staci away. Staci can see the way Jacob mulls over his own impulses before giving up. One more time won't hurt, what Joseph doesn't know about won't hurt anything, or anyone.
He kisses Staci, their mutually chapped lips scraping together. Its hardly a fairytale kind of kiss. Its rough and full of teeth and just as starving as Jacob always seems to be for something he'll never admit, and Staci will never ask about. Before either of them are really thinking about it, Jacob has his tongue in Staci's mouth and Pratt's pawing at the older.
Staci barely hears Jacobs muttered "Fuck it." before the cultist is ripping the buttons of his shirt open.
What no one, other than the two of them, know about, resulting from Staci climbing up a tree, and Jacob dragging him out of it, won't kill anyone.
Can people who are still brainrotting about fc5 in 2026 like/reply/rb this post to promote your blog to people who think the fandom is dead. Or recommend your fave blogs.
I was talking to someone lamenting about missing the fc5 fandom and my dash is like fc5 24/7 so I was hoping we could give them some follow options 🫡💙
you may have noticed that my story is disorganized and thematically incoherent and my plot structure is weaker by the verse. this is commentary on the chaos of mortal existence under the yoke of the immortal gods
i hate that when you try and look up shit for writing purposes it starts linking suicide hotlines and addiction advice articles like bro i just wanna know the information im not killing myself i promise. now tell me what i wanna know
You know how they have a badge for mutual and following? They should also make one for follower because I can't tell whether this blog is a stranger, someone who shows up very infrequently in my notes, or a treasured follower that decided to change their entire blog scheme. And I would like to know. because I am curious
