Can i get uhhhhh male dep cheering up a depressed/sad hurk???
Don’t You Forget About Me
wc: 666
It wasn’t Rook’s fault, really. Hurk knew that too. He’d been around Hope County and knew what an absolute shit show it was, and he also knew that despite The Resistance’s help, Rook was running a one-man show.
He couldn’t help but feel alone and neglected somehow. Up until three weeks ago, Dep always managed to find a spare moment to spend with Hurk. Whether they were sitting in Sharky’s trailer smoking a joint and drinking beer, blowing shit up that belonged to the cult, or slipping away to have some intimacy, Rook always made time for Hurk.
But he hadn’t lately, so Hurk was standing outside of Sharky’s trailer with a beer balanced on his leg that was perched upon a tree stump, and shooting his empties with a slingshot the deputy had given to him.
Hurk picked up his beer and took a long drink, swallowed, then sighed. He re-set the bottle until he was sure it wouldn’t fall off his leg, then re-aimed his slingshot at the bottles lined up on a busted up fence.
“God damn it! I’ma shoot those Peggies all to hell.” Hurk shouted as he missed the first bottle, his sudden movement also causing the half-full beer on his leg to fall and spill in the dirt. He tossed his slingshot to the ground and kicked the now empty bottle at his feet.
Hurk felt his chest tighten and his eyes started to burn. He didn’t cry very often, it was something his dad had criticized him for since he was a kid. But Hurk had kept his sensitive personality throughout his life.
“Hurk?” He heard a familiar voice from behind him as a car door slammed shut, and Hurk tried to wipe the tears from his eyes without his visitor noticing.
“Oh, hehe, uh, heya Dep. What are you doing here?” He tried to keep his voice upbeat so Rook wouldn’t notice anything wrong with him. It was one thing to feel like Rook was too busy for him, but Hurk didn’t want to add any more stress to his plate by telling him.
“Looking for you. What are you doing out here? I’ve been looking everywhere for you, Hurk.” The deputy’s boots crunched on the dirt leading up to Sharky’s trailer. Hurk stood completely still, his head slightly hung, and his back to the deputy.
“I just needed some alone time, I guess.” Hurk shrugged and toed the dirt he’d been staring at for the last thirty seconds. He turned around when he felt a tap on his shoulder and found Rook holding out his slingshot and a newly opened bottle of beer.
“I’m sorry I haven’t been around as much. We spent a lot of time together for a bit, and then…duty called. I don’t know if that’s what’s bothering you, but it’s been on my mind. I’ve missed you the whole time since I left.” Rook had a sad, lopsided smile on his face. Hurk always loved the deputy’s smiles, they were never the picture-perfect kind. Sometimes they looked a bit forced, he showed too many teeth, his lip would curl weird.
“It was. It was what was botherin’ me, yeah. I jus’ got so used to you bein’ around that, I don’t know, when you left it felt like I didn’t matter anymore.” Hurk took the slingshot and beer from Rook, the corner of his lips tilted into a ghost of a smile.
“You will always matter to me, Hurk. No matter what I’m doing or which part of the damned County I am in. You will always be in the back of my mind.” Rook slung an arm over Hurk’s shoulders and pulled him into a brief kiss, and Hurk felt the sadness lift off his chest.
It would probably come around the next time Rook needed to go somewhere without Hurk, but that wasn’t something he wanted to worry about right now.
Can you do a “don’t do this here” with a possessive Johnny boy please??
Tired and Haggard
wc: 2,003
sorry if this isn’t as good as my usual stuff, i had gotten half-way through and scrapped it. take a peek at my masterlist for more content! my requests and commissions are open!
Her knee was bouncing a mile a minute as she looked out the window, watching the scenery go by. When John placed his hand on her leg to get her to sit still, she started to tear at the skin on the inside of her lip, and when John pulled her bottom lip from her teeth and chided her, she started to tap the window with her knuckles.
“For Christ’s sake Rook, can you sit still for five minutes?” John turned down the radio as he looked over at the Deputy, and her fingers froze against the passenger window as she shot him a glare.
“No John, I can not sit still because in about twenty minutes I’m going to try and pull off a move so assinine my father would laugh at me.” She started to raise her voice as the anxiety moved from her stomach up to her chest, and her leg began bouncing again.
“It’s not assinine. It’s going to be hard considering neither of us wants to give up on what we want, but you have a good reason for doing it.” As John said the words ‘good reason’, she felt his hand cover her own and give it a slight squeeze. She nodded hesitantly before moving her fingers around his so that she could fidget with them to try and ease her anxiety.
The drive to The Spread Eagle felt like it was dragging on for an hour when in reality it was only twenty or twenty-five minutes. John and Rook talked about what they should do when they arrive at the bar since she’d made the executive decision to drive her car. John was too much of a gentleman so he got stuck behind the wheel.
When they got there, Rook was going to get out and go inside first while John sat in the car and waited for his siblings, then John would come inside with the rest of the Seeds. But when it came time to leave, Rook found herself glued to the seat.
“My dear, it’s time to go,” John ran his hand up and down her thigh in a show of comfort when he realized his girlfriend had all but turned to stone. Very slowly, Rook’s head turned to look at him, and he noticed she had tears in her eyes. “Rook, darling-”
“-Don’t say it’ll be okay. Please, just-I can’t hear you say it’ll be okay when we have no idea what’s going to happen in there.” Her voice was wobbling a bit and her hand darted out to cover John’s lips before he could try to comfort her. She could see it in his eyes that he was worried.
John reached up to wipe away her tears and nodded in understanding, watching carefully as Rook started to climb over the middle console towards the driver seat.
“What on Earth are you doing?” John couldn’t help but softly laugh as he watched his deputy maneuver around the car until she was straddling his lap. Rook didn’t answer. She just took John’s face in her hands and kissed him a bit more roughly than he was used to. It took John by surprise, but he quickly moved his hands over Rook’s shoulderblades to hold her against his chest.
Rook was the one to pull away first, her grip on John’s shirt causing the fabric to wrinkle a bit. She took some deep breaths before opening the door and carefully climbing out.
She braced her hand against the top of the car before leaning back down and pressing a kiss to John’s cheek, letting her lips linger a little longer than she should.
“No matter what happens, Rook. I love you.”
❦
If there was ever a time that Rook wished she could turn on that stupid song and murder everyone in a room, it was right now. The Valley was in the middle of a heatwave, and being stuck inside The Spread Eagle with ten other people wasn’t helping the situation.
Sweat was dripping down Rook’s back, making her clothes stick to her body in uncomfortable ways. She scratched at the back of her neck before shifting her ponytail over her shoulder so it was off her skin. Her head was pounding from all the arguing and stress.
This had been her idea and now she was kicking herself in the ass for it. She’d managed to get both sides to agree to a temporary armistice for negotiations. Whitehorse and Virgil were there representing the Cougars, Eli and Tammy were representing the Whitetail Militia, and Pastor Jerome and Mary-May represented the Valley. At the front of the Resistance was Rook herself, being forced to stare down the Heralds.
Across the room from them was the Seeds. Joseph was in front with John and Jacob flanking him, and Faith was lounging on one of the pool tables.
In Rook’s mind, the best-case scenario was that some sort of deal was struck and everyone would go about minding their business. At the thought of things working out peacefully, she glanced over at John, who was already staring at her with those bright blue eyes she loved so much. Her stomach flipped and she forced herself to look away. If an agreement couldn’t be reached, there was no way the Resistance was going to let the Seeds walk out of the bar.
Rook had zoned out for a moment, her mind whirling around all the different things that could go wrong.
"It's what we are offering Sheriff, nothing more. We will let the people of Hope County come to us as long as the Deputy agrees to stay with us. We get to keep our practices, however." Joseph's voice was still calm despite the raised voices of the Resistance. Rook looked over at Joseph with a glint of hope in her eyes. Yes! Yes! This works!
Before the Deputy could respond in agreement to the deal, Eli jumped in and her friends had pulled her back towards the Sheriff and Tammy.
"No way in hell are you getting the Dep!"
"She'd rather die than go with you." Mary-May spoke up and Rook recognized the irritated tick in John's hand as he stepped forward.
"Would she? Seems all of you are determined for it to end that way. Look at her! She's worn to the god damn bone! Always demanding this and demanding that! I found your poor little deputy passed out in the middle of the road once!" John raised his voice and Joseph had to put his hand against his younger brother's chest to avoid a physical confrontation.
It was how their relationship had started. He'd admired Rook's loyalty to her people, so when a few cultists found her unconscious in the Valley one day, John ordered her back to the ranch. It was where she stayed until she was recuperated enough to slip out in the middle of the night.
Rook felt her cheeks burn and her head hung at John's comment. He wasn't wrong. As much as she wanted to help them, Rook's health had nosedived recently. She caught colds more often than she did before and she had lost weight at an alarming rate the last few weeks. John made Rook see one of the Project's doctors at least every other week.
"That would be your fault, wouldn't it? Chasing her around the county the way you do. She's fighting against you, and maybe if ya'll just stop, she wouldn't have so much shit to do." Tammy sneered as she countered John's argument, but Rook turned her head to look at the woman in slight disbelief.
“You clearly don’t know your deputy as well as I do, sinner.” John fired back, his eyes narrow and alight with wrath. Rook stepped towards John with an eyebrow raised, quietly telling him to shut up, but he was too riled up at this point. He caught her expression and balked, his jaw slack in disbelief.
“They are running you into the ground, deputy! Do they have any idea what they are doing to you?” John held his hands out, gesturing wildly as he tried to stand up for her well-being. The Resistance wanted a fight or complete surrender, and John knew better than most that she didn’t have much fight left in her.
“Don’t do this here, John. Not now.” Rook warned him as Tammy and Whitehorse looked at Rook in confusion. The questions they had weren’t hard to guess. Why was John Seed sticking up for you? What had she been telling him that they didn’t know? Why was Rook telling him things they didn’t know?
“Don’t do what? Tell your little friends that you had an ulcer from the amount of stress they’ve been putting you through? Don’t tell them that even Brother Jacob took pity on you when you dropped unconscious in the middle of a trial!” Rook’s cheeks turned bright red as John brought up a few of the things that had caused Joseph and his siblings to consider a deal. Despite the goals for the Project, Joseph saw how the deputy was changing John for the better and healing his past. He couldn’t stand to take that away from his younger brother, even if they caused Rook’s death indirectly. That was a sin Joseph was willing to carry.
“Rook? The hell is he talking about?” Eli turned to the deputy, but he didn’t sound angry. Instead, he sounded concerned as he placed a hand on Rook’s shoulder. She looked up at him hesitantly and eventually nodded.
“I’m wearing myself thin Eli. I never got sick, then I came to Hope County, and started doing all these things I ain’t used to, and...something’s always wrong with me.” Rook shrugged and for a moment she felt like a child talking to a parent. She felt guilty. Like she’d hidden something important from an adult, but when Whitehorse turned her to look at him, she could tell she had.
“You should’ve told us Rook, I...shit, I’m so sorry,” Whitehorse patted her arm before turning to face the Seeds again. “We’ll negotiate.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? Is nobody going to bother asking how the fuck John Seed knows all of that? Or anything about Rook for that matter!” Tammy was furious, and normally Rook would’ve understood and agreed with her. But her shoulders ached, her entire body felt like it was going to turn to dust, and a nap sounded really good right now. She knew it was only a matter of time.
“Tammy, if we kill the Deputy by runnin’ her into the ground, then we might as well give up now. It ain’t no business of ours who the Deputy decides to associate herself with, not when she’s saved as many of us as she has.” Eli snapped at her, his face contorted in discontent. Rook was surprised Eli had spoken up like he did, for she knew how much he hated Jacob Seed and the rest of the cult.
“Eli is right. We’ve been putting too much on the deputy. Fall’s End is open to talking.” Jerome spoke up with a solemn look on his face. Rook’s heart skipped a beat.
“Cougars are open to it.”
“So are the Whitetail. This has to end before we all end up dead.” Eli nodded to Rook apologetically.
When she’d originally hatched the plan to open up a compromise, she knew no one would like it. It would be rough, exhausting, and extremely tense. But the fighting could stop. Bullets would stop flying through the air, people wouldn’t go missing in the middle of the night.
She couldn’t help but rush over to John and receive a bone-crushing hug from him as tears started to stream down her face. It was won. She did her worst, she’d tried her best. Everything was far from over and she couldn’t rest yet, but Rook was determined to make this work. For everyone.
requested by @jacobsknifeplay: Deputy Elisha and Jess Black are out in the Whitetails while Jacob tries to regather his troops.
Take My Hand
wc: 1,042
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The sun was high in the sky today in Hope County, and as Elisha thought this to herself she couldn’t help but burst into a fit of laughter. Her head swung around in circles as she tried to locate her companion, a hand over her partially exposed stomach as she continued cackling.
“Jess, Jess you’ll never guess what I just fucking thought of.” Elisha wheezed as her boots crunched dry leaves with each step she took towards the hooded woman leaning against a tree.
Jess looked up from the stick she was whittling, a ghost of a smile on the corner of her lips as she shook her head and her chest bounced with a silent laugh.
“What did you think of, Elee?” Jess raised an eyebrow, her eyes shifting and bouncing as she watched Elisha walk with her hands stretched out to the side, almost as if she were balancing on an invisible beam.
“I sound like a freaking weatherman,” The deputy exclaimed with another laugh as she straightened her posture and the invisible tie around her neck before she started to strut around the tree Jess was leaning against. “The sun is high in the sky today in Hope County with a high chance of explosions and gunfire. There is a weather warning in effect, so keep your kids inside and your rifles by your side, folks. Back to you, Jess.” Once Elisha’s speech was done, she found a spot against the same tree trunk as Jess to rest with her arms folded and her back against the bark. She crossed her legs at the ankles, a proud grin on her face as she adjusted her aviators and Jess giggles a few notes.
It wasn’t often that Jess let herself really relax enough to smile or laugh, but Elee couldn’t blame her either. After the shit the both of them had seen, she wasn’t all that surprised that Jess was as closed off as she was.
“Oh ho, what was that? Jess Black laughing?” Elisha pushed herself off the tree and slowly made her way in front of Jess, who was slouched over a bit as she tried to muffle her laughter.
“Shut up ‘fore I hurt you.” Her voice bounced up and down as she tried to talk through the chuckles, but she was terrible at hiding the smile on her face when she moved her hand to whack Elisha’s shoulder.
“I’ll tell you where I like it best.” Elisha grinned and noticed Jess’s eyes widened a little bit as her cheeks turned dark pink. Bingo. The entire afternoon Elisha had been trying to pull even the smallest reaction from Jess, and she finally got it. She could finally give it a rest if she felt so inclined.
“Elisha Abasi, I will have your head on a stick if you don’ knock it off!” Jess tried to sound threatening, but it melted away quite quickly when she continued to laugh even harder. This time she didn’t try to hide it when her hands went to her knees to try and hold herself up.
Warmth bloomed in Elisha’s chest at the sight of it. Jess deserved to be happy and blushing. She was so closed off sometimes Elisha felt that Jess missed out on making new friends and experiencing new things, but as long as she was happy, Elisha didn’t push her to do anything.
“Ah, I’m only joking. You make it too easy, y’know?” Elisha rested an elbow against the tree, just a few inches from where Jess’s head was now that she’d straightened herself back up. Her eyes were latched onto Elisha’s, the soft blue colors reflecting off of Elisha’s rainbow of brown..
“I do not. You do the exact same thing to Boshaw. You get the fucker all riled up and shit. He just always has his god damn brain in the gutter, so it don’ matter much.” Jess’s cheeks were still a light pink and it brought out the faintest smatter of freckles against her skin. There were only a few, but from this distance, Elisha was seeing them for the first time.
“It’s a different kind of thing I do to him. With him it’s all raunchy and meaningless. A joke. But you Jess...” Elisha paused as she moved her thumb under Jess’s chin and encouraged the woman to keep looking at her as she moved a little closer.
Elisha could see the grey flecks that were sprinkled in with the blue, and she realized it was why Jess’s eyes appeared to be such a light color from afar. Her heart was beating steady in her chest as Jess was frozen against the tree, but she didn’t look afraid as Elisha would’ve guessed.
“What about me?” She had that edge back in her voice, but it wasn’t aggressive like it normally was. Elisha winked and jostled Jess’s chin before taking a step backward with a shit-eating grin on her face.
“You Jess, are someone I always want by my side.” She shrugged and walked over to the log where their weapons lay side by side, partners in crime just like their owners.
When Elisha tossed a glance over her shoulder, Jess was rolling her eyes and heading towards the same log as Elisha, but she had a smile on her face. The grin had faded, as was expected, but a smile was still there with no sign of fading.
“So, where are we going to go next?” Elisha picked up her weapons and strapped them onto her back before picking up Jess’s compound bow and tossing it to her. Jess shrugged as she pulled it over her shoulders, then took her quiver from Elisha with a thoughtful look as their fingers brushed each other.
“I heard about a few different wolf beacon locations, we could go fuck those up if you wanted. You’ve got that list of places the cult took over so we could always go free those up. Or we could just walk or drive around killing those fucking Peggies.” Jess watched Elisha as she strapped her quiver over her back so that she could easily grab arrows when she needed them, and Elisha’s tongue was poking out as she considered the options.
“I’m fine as long as I’m with you, Black. We’ll wander for a bit and go from there, how ‘bout that?” Elisha grinned over at Jess, who nodded in response. She held out her hand to Elisha with a lopsided smile and a shrug.
“All we ever need is each other, Elee. We fucking got each other’s backs and that’s all that matters, dep.” Elisha was a bit taken aback that Jess had decided to say something so revealing, which for Jess was a lot. Elisha found herself blushing this time and she scratched her cheeks as she looked down at the ground.
“Yeah, that’s all that matters.” Elisha let Jess pull her in the direction of the nearest road, both women with smiles on their faces and warmth in their chests.
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mkay, so my posts have been a bit spotty because i’ve been working on an NSFW john request for a hot minute now and i’m also on vacation in canada. i wanted to take my time with it and make sure it’s fucking A1 since it’s the first smut i’m posting to here. it’s almost done, and then my posting will become more regular. until then ya’ll can keep submitting requests and i’ll work through them in the order i get ‘em ^-^
Edit: its done!!! heres the link to part one ! part two is linked in part one as well!
