Small hc's I wrote a while ago bc I had brain worms
Characters: Sharky Boshaw, Jacob Seed, Eli Palmer, John Seed, Jerome Jefferies, Joseph Seed
Contains NSFW content, minors do not read!
Sharky is a submissive bottom, he loves being under you and feeling your full weight on him when you fuck him. He's down to take anything you give him, whether you're using your fingers, strap or a butt plug or your tongue he doesn't care he is gonna take it like a champ and say thank you after.
He loves doggy style, having your strap buried inside him, your chest pressed up against his back while you stroke his cock with one hand and hold his hip with the other. He loves the sensation of you thrusting into him while you jerk him off, it's overstimulation heaven especially after you've made him come a couple of times.
He gets shy if you do missionary but he loves how you kiss him while you fuck him and the way you hold his wrists beside his head. He whines about it but he's super into when you make him come all over his stomach and then lick it up, it's super hot.
The closet he gets to topping is whenever you suck him off, especially if you make him brace himself on the wall and let him fuck your face when he gets close. And even then after he comes he wants you to press him up against the wall and take him from behind.
Jacob couldn't bottom if his life depended on it, he is always the one giving and using your body like his personal cocksleeve. He could be swayed to taking your strap if it was your birthday but the chances are very slim, He's a top and he likes making you get off and seeing how undone he can make you.
He is a big fan of edging so he'll have you on your back, get you close and then just stop, making you beg for him to move while he presses lazy kisses to your collar bone. If you beg good enough he'll go to the next extreme and fuck you until you're crying from the overstimulation.
He'd love taking you in his truck or somewhere public, he enjoys seeing you try to keep quiet while he's hitting all the right spots inside you and whispering the nastiest things in your ear. He's also a fan of doggy style and will just fuck you on the ground whenever he feels like it.
His typical style is rough, hard and dirty, making you his little plaything for a few hours and turning you into a mindless mess but he can do gentle and sweet sex. It's a more vulnerable thing though and usually saved for anniversaries and other important dates.
Eli doesn't discriminate and he's happy to be taking or giving in bed, he loves the way you feel inside him and he loves the feeling of being buried inside you. He's not really rough but he can man-handle you like the best of them and he really enjoys having you on his lap while you ride him.
If he's taking he prefers missionary so he can see you as you thrust into him, just the sight of you sweaty and panting above him drives him nuts. And getting to kiss you while you also jerk him off is always a bonus.
He likes taking it slow when you go at it, lots of touching and kissing before one of you gets too excited and flips the other over and takes charge. He gets really horny when you're the one to take charge, something about you pushing him into the mattress and ripping his boxers down really gets him going.
He's a weak man for you so when you tease him it's very effective, he will rut against you until you shimmy your pants down and let him slip his cock inside you. If you squeeze in between him and his desk and grind your ass on his crotch it's only a matter of time before you're bent over it and getting fucked.
John is a service bottom with a twist and that twist is that when you frustrate him enough he'll tie you down and fuck you like an animal. He loves watching you ride him, he loves burying his face between your thighs and making you come undone with his touch.
He also loves restraining your hands and making you confess your flifthiest sins while he fucks you, going from long slow thrusts to quick deep ones that rock your entire body. He doesn't care what position you're in as long as he can watch your face twist into blissful pleasure and pain.
He'll lose himself when you take charge, becoming a babbling mess chanting your name like a prayer while you thrust into him. He'll beg you to do your worst to him, cling to any part of your body, bite your neck when he comes and rut against you uselessly in between sessions.
John can switch from cruel sadomasochist to subby brat in two seconds and he will give you whiplash if you're not ready for it. If you indulge both sides you'll be his personal god and he'll worship you any chance he gets, his main goal is to make you come as much as humanly possible.
Jerome is a sweet man and he just wants to make you feel good and take care of you, body worship is off the charts with this man and he'll make every sexual encounter feel like a religious experience. He loves running his hands over your body and kissing every inch of you before fucking you nice and slow.
He may unintentionally cockwarm as he gets carried away kissing you and singing you praises but it just makes it better. His thrusts are always deep and hit all the right spots every time and the drag out is slow and sensual, he really works it up and makes you want it.
He's not opposed to letting you take him, he'll happily suck off your strap and get himself ready to take you. He only asks that you be gentle and if you can do that he's happy to lose himself to the feeling of you inside him, he might enjoy it so much he can't keep his hands from jerking himself off while you thrust into him.
He will happily engage in some sinful activities in the church, as long as it's empty. Either one of you bent over the podium while the other fucks them is always an experience. He may start reciting certain bible verses and likening you to angels while you fuck, he can't help it when his mind gets all foggy.
Joseph does whatever his heart tells him to in the moment so it's a toss up on whether he'll be taking or giving in the bedroom. Sometimes you can tell from the look in his eye or the way he grabs you but mostly he takes you by surprise every time.
If he's feeling like taking he'll start by kissing you all over your body and sucking you off/eating you out, rutting his hard on against you and whimpering your name when you touch him. He'll go into any position you put him in but he does like being able to hold the back of your neck and look into your eyes while you fuck him.
He'll prattle on about how god brought you both together and how his body and soul is yours to take and he'll choke on your name like it's a prayer to hard to swallow. He gets embarrassed if you make him come on himself but can't complain when you clean him up with your mouth.
If he's giving he likes to press his body flush against yours and really enjoy the feeling of being inside you, he'll unintentionally edge you and himself because he wants it to last. And then when you both come undone he thrusts into you like a wild animal until he can't hold himself up any longer.
Idk if you've gotten this ask before, but I was wondering if you could possibly do the seeds with a trans male reader (non deputy if that's ok) who's pre op and dealing with general dysphoria?
I haven't gotten an ask like this yet and I absolutely can! I decided to do small headcanons and short snippet-fics for each of them, hope that format's okay! <3
Firstly If you wear binders he is ready to buy you every brand of binder on the market until you find one you like and when you do he'll fill your closet with as many as you want in every colour available.
If binders don't work for you then he's getting you clothes custom fitted to help give you a flatter look and a billion jackets/hoodies that are stylish as well as Big.
John understands the importance of the Comfort Hoodie and will always have a spare in his car or stashed somewhere in case you go somewhere without one and get hit with a sudden wave of dysphoria.
He will be over the moon if you steal a pair of his boxers, he'll get you your own but seeing you wear his drives him insane.
If you have bottom dysphoria he'll get you as many packers as you want/need, he's got the cash he's gonna use it to help you be as comfortable as possible.
If it's just a particularly bad day he'll cancel all his meetings and other obligations to cuddle and help you through it.
He will have all your comfort movies at the ready, your favourite snacks and drinks lined up and he'll bathe you in loving reassurance until he loses his voice.
John adores you and your body and he'll remind you of that and that he'll love you and your body no matter what point in your transition you're at.
John's number one priority is making sure you're feeling as okay as possible during these moments so if you need more physical affection he will stick to you like glue.
If you need some physical distance you will be wrapped in a blanket burrito and he'll relent to just giving you cheek kisses and playing with your hair.
If you need some words of affirmation he's got that covered too, you are his gorgeous boyfriend and he wouldn't trade you for anything or anyone in the world!
If you voice some insecurities you have John will be ready to dismantle each one of them and though he can't make them vanish he can do his best to give you sweet affirmations and reminders.
He will also just listen if that's what you want but he's got a million different ways to tell you how perfect you are and comfort you about anything he can't actively help with.
That said I am a firm believer he would offer to pay for any surgeries you may want in the future and if you're scared of surgery he would assure you he'd only get the best surgeon and find a way to be there with you. (John paying off the hospital to be in the room during the surgery? it's more likely than you think.)
Overall John is very big on comfort and assurance and making sure you feel loved and desired when you're not feeling your best.
You bury yourself further into the quilt John had brought down from the bedroom, the cold weather allowing the surplus of fabric covering you to be rather cosy and comfortable. That was about the only thing that was comfortable right now, your mind buzzing and stomach churning with discomfort as you tried to disappear into the plush leather couch. You knew the moment you woke up today was going to be rough, you'd avoided the bathroom mirror at all costs and piled on your comfort clothes one after the other.
You tried to focus on the movie John had put on for you, one of your favourites playing on the screen of the old tv you'd convinced him to get. Despite the project's outlook on technology John prioritised your wants and needs to an extent, an old shitty tv and dvd player surely wouldn't hurt anyone. Everything on the screen was bleary, you could barely focus on anything going on. You close your eyes, brows furrowing as that ever present dreadful feeling weighs you down into the cushions. This sucked, it sucked a lot.
"Did I miss anything?"
John's familiar cadence dances through the air, cutting through the static that had been clogging your eardrums and you shake your head gently, keeping your eyes closed. You hear the sound of him placing your mugs on the coffee table before feeling a gentle pressure on your forehead; John's lips pressed against your skin
"How are you feeling my darling boy? Any better?" He murmurs just as gently, resting his forehead against yours and caressing your cheek with the pad of his thumb. You blink open your eyes to see he was kneeling in front of you, two steaming mugs of hot chocolate on the table behind him. It's such a small thing, but paired with the way he called off all his plans for the day and the way he'd been taking care of you all morning the gesture makes your heart melt. You finally meet his adoring gaze and feel a small bit of the heaviness lift off your chest.
"Not really." You answer honestly, worming your hand out of the bundle of fabric to grab John's hand and press a small kiss to his palm.
"I really appreciate you trying to help though." You mutter and nuzzle your cheek against his palm as you offer your gratitude for his actions, a small smile gracing your face as his becomes almost lovestruck.
"Anything for you love, let me know if you need anything at all." He presses another kiss to your forehead and you lightly tug him forward.
"Cuddles would be nice."
As soon as the words leave your mouth John is standing and maneuvering himself under the quilt with you, his lean form curling around you and his arm wrapping around your waist to hold you against him. You try to focus on the warmth his body provides and the sweet kisses he presses against your neck and shoulder and nothing else. You place your hands over his, letting him intertwine your fingers together and smiling as he gently runs his thumb over your knuckles.
"Thank you for staying home with me, I know you've been super busy lately." You say as you play with his hand idly, the closeness offering a small bit of comfort. Feeling John's heartbeat against your back felt grounding and you really appreciated it.
"Never too busy for you darling, I'd choose being home with you over everything else, you know that." He hums, pressing a kiss behind your ear before resting his chin on your shoulder.
"I do. Still, thank you." You repeat the sentiment and John chuckles, squeezing your hand gently.
"Of course."
Faith's first solution always involves offering to give you a small hit of bliss, can't feel dysphoric when you're high and hallucinating I guess?
If that doesn't sound like a bad idea she will take super close care of you while you're blissed, I imagine you'd mostly just cuddle the entire time while she plays with your hair and peppers your face in kisses.
If you are not a fan of that idea no problem, she will offer lots of physical and verbal affection and other ideas!
She'll happily ditch her duties to spend the day to dot on you (as well using it as an excuse to relax and spend time with her favourite person; you).
Faith is a little more laid back when it comes to affection and reassuring you, she doesn't lay it on as thick as John but she lets you know she's there for you and ready to do whatever you need.
She goes more for the distraction approach, taking your mind off of it one way or another.
She'd suggest a few things; making out, going for a picnic, going with her to check bliss and angel production, etc.
She's content staying home and giving you her sole attention but if getting you out of the house and doing something else helps she's happy to do that!
She has a million nicknames for you as it is but she'll pull out all the complimentary and gender affirming ones, as well as giving you a thousand more kisses than usual.
If you feel comfortable sharing any of your insecurities that come with your dysphoria she'll do her best to remedy what causes them as much as possible (the ones she's able to anyway).
She'll convince John buying you binders/packers will help with project productivity and sneakily get you anything else you need.
She has one old oversized hoodie she used to wear a lot and she will give it to you if you want it, it smells like gingerbread and weed but it's cosy!
On that note she still makes great weed brownies and it's an alternative to bliss she will also offer to make lol.
Above all else she will listen if you need to vent and hold you if you need to get any frustration tears out, she understands it can get overwhelming and she makes sure she's there for you as long as you need.
I also hc Faith may be a teeny bit nonbinary perhaps so she'd have a better grasp on it than the boys do and wouldn't need as much explanation on it from the get go.
Faith swings your intertwined hands between you as you walk, humming a happy tune as you both make your way up the grassy hill. You try to match her energy, smiling whenever she looks over at you, but she can tell your hearts not really in it. It's hard to shake the discomfort stiffening all your joints, making every movement robotic and difficult. You were layered up, more than necessary for the current weather, Faith's old ratty hoodie peeking out underneath your jacket.
In your free hand is a small picnic basket, where Faith got it from you didn't know and you didn't bother asking. You'd had fun preparing snacks for you both to bring on this impromptu picnic, admittedly you'd been ready to lay in bed and be a formless slug all day but the fresh air was nice. And as you reach the top of the hill you note the view of The Henbane River was beautiful too, definitely worth the small trek here.
Faith lets go of your hand, giddily bouncing to your other side to steal the checkered blanket from the basket. You smile as she twirls around, the blanket soaring through the air with the swing of her arms and landing on the grass somewhat neatly. After fixing the corners Faith excitedly pats the red and white fabric, looking up at you with shining eyes. You sit down next to her, almost dropping the basket as she leaps onto you and steals a messy kiss.
You chuckle against her lips, laughing as she peppers a few more kisses to your face before cuddling up to your side and pulling the basket closer.
"Okay one very cute heart shaped brownie for my very cute boyfriend—and one for me!" Faith sings happily, handing you one of the chocolate treats before taking a bite of her own. She hums in delight, resting her head on your shoulder as she savors the sweetness. You take a smaller bite of your own, it was good and the fact you and Faith had made them together made it even more satisfying.
This was a nice distraction, it didn't completely take your mind off of the negative fog clouding your mind but it was better than nothing. You felt better than you had earlier, the outfit change and flurry of compliments from Faith boosting your mood a little bit. You appreciated her taking the time to do this with you, especially ditching work half way through. You knew she hated leaving things unfinished but once she saw you she'd thrown everything down and given you her sole attention.
"We should've brought whip cream." Faith muses, taking another appreciative bite of her brownie. You chuckle and lean your head against hers, looking out over the hill and shimmering water below.
"There's always next time."
"Mm, oh! Next time we should do it at night, near the waterfall you took me to that one time." Faith suggests, a small sparkle to her eye as she lifts her head to meet your eyes. The thought is cute, it would be kind of romantic. If you ignore all the bugs that come out of the woodwork at night anyway.
"Sure, sounds like fun." You smile, mind drifting to that very waterfall and the mental image of Faith stripping and diving into the cold water. You wouldn't mind seeing that again.
"Good, it's a date loverboy." Faith grins and you roll your eyes gently at the pet name, smiling as Faith giggles and pulls you into another kiss.
Jacob may be the oldest and not be super well versed in the gender area but he doesn't need to be to take care of you when you're feeling dysphoric!
If there's any outward force affecting your dysphoria and he can control it in any way he will eliminate whatever it is, no questions asked.
He'll lend you any of his shirts or jackets if you think that'd help, he's not as ready to ditch work so he'll try to minimise your discomfort until he's done.
He's not big on nicknames aside from a stray one here and there but he'll toss a "c'mere handsome," out and hold an arm out to you if he notices you caging in on yourself.
He'll hold you close and press a kiss to your temple every now and then, he's not a verbally comfort you kinda guy so it's the best he can do.
He might try to give you some small tasks if he thinks that'll distract you but if you don't want to be around any of the other project members he'll ask you to read any letters from his siblings that he procrastinates getting to himself.
Once you're both home and alone he'll either walk you both straight to bed or see if a shower is welcomed (Most of the time the last thing you want is to be naked when dysphoric but having Jacob tenderly run his hands down your body with the sole intent to take care of you could be really healing if you're comfy with that).
When you're in bed he'll hold you to his chest and it'll feel like you're cuddled up to a giant teddy bear, he'll listen if you need to talk it out or just hold you while you stay silent.
I hc 'I love you' is a tough thing for Jacob to say so depending on how bad he can tell it is this time around he'll mumble, "You're my boy," or "I got you," into your hair as he rubs comforting circles into your back.
You might have to be more direct with Jacob if you need anything specific from him, like specific reassurances or anything like that he'll need a lil nudge.
When he does give verbal reassurance though you can be sure he means every word he says, he doesn't repeat himself so it's very firm quick reassurances followed by prolonged physical contact.
Cuddling with judges may not help with your dysphoria but it may cheer you up and he has three that he keeps at the centre and they'd all love you so. Yanno.
(He'd also be happy to let you steal some of his boxers, he basically doesn't mind sharing everything with you. He definitely won't say no to seeing you in his camo boxers.)
You watched Jacob's sturdy back with a wavering gaze, your fingers digging into your biceps as you sat on the bed tucked away in the corner of his office. You'd come in a few minutes prior, not giving Jacob more than a kiss to his scarred cheek before bee-lining for the bed. You'd wanted to fall into his arms and be held like nothing else but you also didn't want to get in the way of his work. You know he didn't like being distracted, even though he reminded you gruffly once you were always a welcomed one.
You shift your gaze to your shoes, hiding half of your face behind your knees. You were upset, the sudden wave of discomfort and the constant itch under your skin coming out of nowhere and sending you into a small spiral. Luckily Jacob's chosen had been none the wiser and you'd been able to slip away without much hassle. You really wanted to go home and hide under a thousand layers of blankets but you also didn't really want to be alone.
"I'm almost done here, you good to leave soon?"
At the sound of Jacob's voice you lift your head, he was still facing away, looking down at some blueprints and shuffling through paperwork.
"Yeah, ready when you are." You reply, trying not to sound too eager as you rest your chin on your jeans. Jacob glances back at you, as if hearing something in your tone you hadn't yourself noticed and you feel bear under his gaze. Not in a bad way, but in a way that made you feel seen. His blue eyes were always so calculated, like he was breaking down battle plans every second. But right now they were soft, gentle.
"C'mere," He makes a small motion with his head, beckoning you over with an outstretched arm. You feel almost embarrassed that he clocked you so quickly, but also so thankful that he did. You slide off the bed and walk over to him, ducking under his arm and wrapping your arms around his waist. Jacob holds you to his chest and presses a kiss to your hair as you lay your head against his collar bone.
Being in his arms helps, you feel some of the tension leave your shoulders and you melt against him, closing your eyes and listening to the steady thrum of his heart. You can hear Jacob shuffling through the paperwork again, the hand on your shoulder rubbing mindless circles that soothe you. He doesn't say anything else, just holds you close while finishing up his work. You don't mind, you didn't want to have to explain your sudden mood shift right now anyway.
Not that you'd need to, this had happened enough times Jacob could figure it out on his own. You appreciated the silent understanding, it was refreshing like most things in your relationship. Jacob lightly squeezes your shoulder when it's time to go and you reluctantly let him go, his arm slips off your shoulders but his hand stops to catch your chin.
"Anyone I gotta take care of before we go?" The question is simple, the meaning clear and you can't help but smile at his usual protectiveness shining through his tough exterior. He really was sweet on you.
"Nah, just my head." You assure him, grabbing his wrist gently and tracing the scarred skin gently. He holds your gaze for a second before leaning forward to press a firm kiss to your lips. It's greatly appreciated and you melt into him, resting your hands on his chest. You lean forward as he leans back, chasing his lips and pouting as he steps out of your reach.
"Hold that thought." He smirks and you roll your eyes, walking to the doors of his office to wait for him. You would, and you expected him to pick it up when you got home.
King of body worship and praise coming through, he will be the one to notice you're not feeling great the fastest.
If you shy away from his touch or your body language is more closed than usual he'll take you somewhere private before asking you what's wrong and what he can do to help.
He has a better time wrapping his head around dysphoria than Jacob but he obviously can't understand the intricacies of it fully. He tries his best and always treats the subject with utmost respect.
I figure after a while he'll have a plan for how to go about your dysphoria, firstly getting you away from any crowds and into more comfortable clothes.
He sees you as his number one priority besides the project so if he takes a day off to dot on you no harm is done, everyone understands you come first to him.
On that note everyone in the project is very respectful of you as well, being Joseph's partner makes you like The Father 2 so they hold you on a similar pedestal.
Joseph will spend the entire day bathing you in love, affection, reassurance and comfort. He barely ever leaves your side and if he does it's to get you something or allow you to do whatever you need to do.
He'll cradle your face in his hands and gaze at you with the most loving look on his face, muttering about how lucky he is that god gifted you to him and that he has the privilege to be the one to comfort you in these moments.
Unlike Faith he doesn't have to be sneaky about asking John to buy you any binders/packers, you're family and he expects everyone to value your comfort as much as his or their own.
I hc he has a phobia of hospitals now due to his past and he'll be wary of surgery but he'll fully support you if that's in your future plans, because he might be scared but you being able to take that step to be happier in your body is more important.
Also if you'll allow him he'll appreciate/worship every inch of you from head to toe, with his tender caresses, soft kisses, gentle words murmured against your skin; anything to let you know your body is worthy of all that love and appreciation.
He's probably the best for verbal comfort, he somehow knows just the right things to say and always reminds you your body and soul are so precious and he'll be with you until they align how you need them too and long after that as well. He is on this journey with you!
And of course any of your insecurities are going to be met with reassurances and any comfort he can provide, if you cry he'll wipe away your tears and hold you as close to him as humanly possible.
He hates seeing you in any kind of pain so he'll try his best to keep your mind off of it and your mood relatively level if he can.
As soon as you step through the door Joseph pulls you into a tight hug, all the tension and frustration bubbles over and you let your tears fall freely against his shirt. You cling to the white fabric and he shushes you gently, cooing a string of comforting words into your hair as he rubs small circles into your back and rocks you both gently. The day had started off so great, you'd helped Joseph prepare for his morning sermon and sat off to the side with Faith during it. Watching your boyfriend give his passionate speech with nothing but love flowing through you.
Then as you were seeing people off you caught sight of yourself in a car window and felt your mood drop instantly. The button up you chose to wear was a bit more form fitting than you'd realised in your rush out the door and even if it was barely noticeable you noticed. You felt yourself shrivel in on yourself and had stayed hidden away behind Joseph for the rest of the goodbyes.
Joseph had noticed immediately your change in posture and attitude, using his frame as a shield as you offered more timid smiles to the project members who addressed you. He finished up as quickly as he could, asking John to take care of everything else as he walked you to his car.
Now here you were, clinging to him as you sobbed into his shoulder. You didn't know why it had affected you so much but it had and you wanted to crawl back into bed and hide away. You feel one of Joseph's hands lift up to cradle the back of your neck, lips pressing against your forehead as he continues to sway you gently.
"You're alright my sweet boy, i'm right here," Josephs coos gently, the words melting into your skin comfortingly. You try to take deep breaths, focusing on his words and his soothing voice other than the thoughts swirling in your head. Slowly you calm down enough to stop crying, when lift your head you feel a tad guilty over the wet patch on Joseph's shirt. He's completely unbothered by it though, more concerned about wiping the tears off of your cheeks and cradling your face in his hands.
"I'm sorry." you croak out weakly, Joseph quickly shaking his head and resting his forehead against yours.
"You have nothing to apologise for my dear, i'm here if you want to talk about it. We can wash your face and get dressed into something more comfortable first if you'd like?" He suggests and you nod feebly, holding onto his forearms for stability. The crying left you feeling exhausted and you let Joseph guide you to the bathroom, appreciating that he kept a soothing hand on your back as you avoided looking at the mirror and washed your face.
When you get to the bedroom Joseph heads to the dresser and pulls out the baggy clothes you always default too on bad days. Despite the mood drop you feel your heart swell as he dutifully arranges them on the bed for you, his blue eyes full of nothing but care as they focus on you once again. He steps back over to you and you fall into his arms, tucking your head under his chin and closing your eyes. You were thankful you'd found Joseph, in these small moments more than ever.
Hope County residents dating a plus size, pre-op trans man hc's
I didn't do everyone so if there's a particular character that you'd like to see that I didn't have here don't be afraid to ask!
Contains NSFW content, minors do not read!
A fun personal hc I have is that Sharky will just forget you're not cis until he sees you naked
He jus thinks you're cute, have a high pitched voice and got 'man tiddies' (look me in the eye and tell me he wouldn't call them that)
He will make an effort to remember if you're identity is important to you though
But with the forgetting he will ask you questions you won't be able to answer as you're not a doctor or a dick haver
You can make up something or Google it either way it'll be funny (but be careful because he will pass on whatever you say to Hurk and they'll take it as 100% truth)
We can also all agree he's a giant cuddle bug and will wrap himself around you all the time
Working? Cuddle time. Watching a show? Cuddle time. Playing a video game? Cuddle time. Existing in general? He's taking you to cuddle town
I also hc Sharky has a bit of a tummy himself and he's super proud about it and will rub off his big boy confidence onto you
He's sexy, you're sexy, you're both sexy and he's gonna make sure everyone knows it
Also loves cuddling with you shirtless if that's something you're comfy with
Also shockingly mindful of your binder if you have one, will gently remind you when you've had it on for a while
In general he just loves being goofy with you and making you laugh
He loves the sound of your voice even if you don't yet and he'll love it when it gets to where you like it too
That said if you start T while dating him he will be the most supportive boyfriend about it
He will hype you up about it all the time and call you a total badass whenever you have to get your shot and is absolutely there holding your hand the entire time
And after your appointments he takes you out to get snacks or straight home to cuddle and watch your comfort show
(Or have some comfort sex if that's your cup of tea, he's always down to clown)
Seriously if you're the type to get riled up after your shot because ✨hormones✨ he's more than happy to fuck you for as long as you want
Whether he's giving or taking he's absolutely vibing
(Okay but he'd want to name your strap on 110% and it'd be the stupidest, least sexy name ever, and you should let him)
When it comes to the bedroom this man is pretty much up for everything except for heavy degradation and the really rough stuff
He's not gonna have any fun if there's blood involved yanno
He's also very concious about your boundaries and what you're comfy with and he still manages to be a goof even in bed
So he will have you giggling while he's blowing your back out that's a promise
He's very weak for you so if you flirt with him in public he will just be a giggling, blushing mess of a man
He will follow you around like a lost puppy and is always trying to impress you with stuff
(Even if most of the time he's nearly setting himself on fire and needing you to put it out)
I also imagine while he's not super possessive or jealous he can get a little pouty if you give a lot of attention to other people while he's there
He just likes being the center of your attention and if you play with his hair or wrap your arms around him while talking to other people he'll be over the moon
Also please get matching pride gear with this man it will make him so giddy to have a matching bracelet or pin or something
Even better get matching tattoos with him and he will just die of happiness
I think he'd really like the matching tattoo thing because it just proves you're permanent
If you're willing to do that with him who knows maybe this thing could last forever (he really hopes it does)
He'd call you his spark or his flame because he's Sharky (but he'll also use babe a lot)
Call him your fire bug or something cute like that and he'll explode
Is a lot more mindful of your identity from the get go and makes sure he and everyone else is respectful of it
Will cut a bitch if they misgender you or deadname you under any circumstance (No exceptions, you're getting a new doctor if your current one fucks up, don't worry about what happened to the old one it's fine)
I imagine in Atlanta he was surrounded by a lot of queer people so he's got an understanding of the community and a lot of the broad terms
And being bi himself he's done his own research of course
He'll steer clear of using any feminine pet names for you unless there are any you're okay with
I can see him liking to use angel, darling and love as general petnames (as well as the basic baby, babe etc.)
Also beware of him stealing your clothes, even if your styles are completely different he likes people to know he's taken
(And specifically he likes to wear the shirt you wore the day before so it smells like you/your cologne)
He will try to get you to wear his clothes, his sweaters would most likely fit the best because he likes them to be a bit baggy
(And if it's still more form fitting on you he'll just drool and enjoy the view)
On that note he really loves all of your curves and rolls and loves holding your waist and your hips
And he really loves digging his nails into your hips and thighs, especially when you're having sex
He will cover every inch of you in hickies and bite marks and your thighs are gonna be bruised to hell
John would just love having sex with you ngl
He's adaptable (ahem. A switch) and he's ready to work with whatever you're into
Whether you want it hard or soft, some teasing or straight to the action, some foreplay, he's genuinely down for all of it
And he will sing you sweet, filthy words all the while, he loves his dirty talk
Will call you whatever you want in the bedroom (good boy, naughty boy, sir, daddy, whatever you're into)
The aftercare will be heavenly
The softest man, will clean you both up and cuddle you and kiss all the marks he left so tenderly and with so much care
Will tell you how perfect you were and how gorgeous you looked and how much he loves you
He is ready to draw a long bath for the both of you to just experience some gentle, non-sexual, intimacy in comfortable silence
Will not complain one bit if you take lead in the aftercare and is actually secretly really moved if you do (Having you take care of him in any way always makes his heart melt)
Also possessive sex is bound to happen if he sees you getting friendly or overly affectionate with other people
He get's jealous pretty easy and he will remind you you're his and he's yours
(He's also the type to just wrap his arms around your waist and be pouty and passive aggressive if you're giving someone else too much attention that he obviously deserves to be getting)
I could also see John wanting matching tattoos with you (He's so ready to just tattoo your initials on himself and if you let him tattoo his initials on you he'd be so happy)
But he'd be happy with something a little less on the nose too
Also if you have you're ears pierced he absolutely wants to do the thing where couples swap earrings, it's cute
John would also bring up paying for any surgeries you might want, if you want them, in the future and leave it up to you if you're cool with that
This man's love language is gift giving in general so just accept that he'll be spending a lot of money on you
She just thinks you're the cutest thing and loves getting you all flustered
Lord help you if you're in your voice breaking era because she will kiss you silly
She thinks it's adorable especially when you get embarrassed
She will absolutely reassure you about it if it actually bugs you though
(And she's more than happy to remind you that you're still a sexy hunk to her)
She would love cuddling up to you on cold days and sneaking her hands under your shirt (they're freezing and she's not sorry)
Will call you darlin', pumpkin, sweetheart and those sorts of pet names all the time
Loves to show you off as well, she'll waltz around with you and be like; "Look at my baby boy ain't he just the sweetest thing?"
If you're cool with a poly thing with Xander you will be Trophy Boy #2 and she'll be very happy if you both get along
She's very handsy and will grope your ass a lot and if you're walking by she's gonna smack your ass as well
Suffice to say if you're up for it she's definitely gonna want to spank you in the bedroom
Not to mention this woman's strap game would be legendary, be ready to not be able to walk for a while after she's done with you
She's happy to let you top if she's tired but she does prefer being in charge most of the time
She's also one of the most protective girlfriends ever, hands down
Unlike John who would wait until later to take care of someone she will make them eat shit right in front of you
And she'll make them grovel and apologise too
Doubtful anyone would fuck with you while you're with her though, Adelaide has Queen Energy and no one messes with her
She'd also love taking you for rides in tulip, if you're scared of heights she'll try not to go to high
She loves her tulip and she'd love sharing that with you
I imagine she also would love to buy you things, whether it's clothes or just things you like
She likes taking care of her man!! And she won't complain if you take care of her right back
If you cook for her or clean the house she will give you a very big thank you later that night
Basically, you become her cute house husband and she repays you with a whole lotta love and whole lotta sex
Tattoos are a running theme here but I feel like getting a tattoo in homage to her just makes sense at this point, maybe a more subtle one though
Also she's very passionate about supporting however you identify and when pride month roles around her marina is the most colourful place in Hope County
It probably stays a little more decorated all through the year anyway because she just loves the flags
Also imagine her with a rainbow bandanna. That's it.
She's gonna treat you like a King on your birthdays as well
The only time she goes full out on pampering you
Wakes you up with breakfast in bed and soft morning sex
Has a looong shower with you before taking you somewhere you really enjoy hanging out
Invites some of your friends for a small surprise party and makes sure you're having fun and has her hand on you the entire time
And then you get home to a mysteriously fully prepped dinner and after that it's either a night of cuddling or sex just how you like it
For a few days after you have to do a few errands for her but it's totally worth it
It takes him a second to wrap his head around your identity and he'll either ask you or someone else a few questions but after he finally understands it he's chill
Literally couldn't care what you have in your pants
He likes you for you, for how you talk and how you carry yourself and how you interact with him
He enjoys a little banter and if you can keep up with him he's happy
Loves when he can get you speechless though and seeing you get frustrated or flustered
He's pretty subtle with everything and it'll take a while to figure out he has a thing for you
But there's only so many times he can mutter huskily into your ear and have his hand a little bit too low on your back without you connecting the dots
He's not huge on PDA but when you're at home he wants you all over him
If you're sitting, you're sitting in his lap
If you're standing, you're next to each other with someone having a hand on the other in some way
If you're laying down he's either on top of you or under you
He does very much enjoy laying on top of you and having you pat his head and run your hands over his shoulders though, it's so relaxing for him
He's also a menace because he'll whisper the nastiest things in your ear when you're in public and be completely stone faced so no one else knows why you're getting so fidgety
Similar to John he does love digging his hands into you and covering you in hickies
He does enjoy being gentle with you in bed though, you're precious to him and he wants to show you that
If you prefer it a little more rough though he won't deny you, just be patient and understanding with him
If he ever thinks he's actually hurt you that's enough of that and he'll need a lot of reassurance that you're okay and he did nothing wrong
Beside that aftercare with him would be really soft, just a lot of gentle touches and lazy kisses while you cuddle and run your hands over his scars
I don't think Jacob has that many tattoos honestly but he'd absolutely get one to represent you when you get serious
He doesn't say outright that's what it is but it's pretty obvious
That counts for a lot of stuff with Jacob honestly, he'll do things for you without saying it's for you but you know it's for you
Like if you mention you need something it'll suddenly appear after Jacob's done some shopping
He's just a big softie for you
He's also very protective of you and if he even thinks someone is making you uncomfortable they're gone dude
He'll do it without you knowing preferably but if he has too he'll put them in their place with you there
He'll be a little heated afterwards too but if you cup his face in your hands he will melt instantly and just hold you for a little while
Also god when he finds out you have to get a shot in your ass every few months he's gonna be a little impressed
But mainly he'd tease you about it
You know exactly the type of jokes he'd make and whether you love them or hate them the grin he gives you never fails to set butterflies off in your stomach
Jerk knows that and takes full advantage of it too
He's happy to do the shots for you too if you want and he'll give you a kiss on the spot after and tell you what a good job you did
Just praising you 24/7 tbh like you know he would
Idc pup is the number one nickname he uses fight me
Mary May is into you the second you walk into her bar
Your outfit, your hair, your smile, everything, it really knocks her off her feet
When she brings you your drink her number is written on the napkin
Of course there's the awkward conversation about your situation but she is not deterred at all
And after a few dates and just hanging out at her bar you're dating and it's awesome
She is 100% the type to send good morning and good night texts but don't you dare tell anyone
She loves stealing your jackets and if you have bracelets she's gonna be stealing a few of those too
No matter how tall or short you are she wants to wrap her arm around your shoulder
She just loves doing that and it makes way for her to pull you closer and plant a kiss on you
She loves covering you in kisses no matter where you are, PDA is more or so second nature to her
She'll encourage you to sit on the counter of the bar so she can stand between your legs and just hold you
She loves your stomach and your thighs and will kiss them whenever she's using them as her personal pillows
She doesn't wear makeup often but will purposely put on lipstick to leave some lipstick kisses all over you
She'll pout if you wash them off but also just jump you to give you some more, you can't get them all
Also movie nights are a thing and end up being 60% watching the movie and 40% making out on the couch
She'll absolutely crumble if you slip your hand under her panties and finger her
Some times she'll just ditch the panties altogether
I'd say she's a switch as well but prefers receiving and she loves when you're on top and taking control in the bedroom
She loves when you eat her out, looking down and seeing you buried between her thighs getting all the right spots
She also enjoys riding you when you wear your strap and I doubt you'd complain about the view
She's happy to wear the strap and take care of you too if you want her too, She wants you to feel as good as you make her feel after all
I could see her being into some risky public play as well and she'll be putty in your hands if you indulge in that with her
Also I imagine her working hours being at a bar would mean she doesn't have time to cook a proper dinner so if you had one waiting for her that would be appreciated
She'd also love to be able to have lunch with you every day on her lunch break and talk about your mornings
She just loves spending time with you and she'd also try to dabble in a few of your hobbies with you if possible
Even if she can't she's super supportive of what you're into and hypes you up a lot
In turn you're always hyping up whenever she tries out stuff and up to trying out new things with her
You both try fishing once and after falling into the Henbane you call it quits on that idea
Also she is very guilty of asking you to open jars for her and do the more 'manly' chores even though she's very capable of doing them herself
She just loves the proud little smile you get when you're able to do them for her, she adores seeing you happy
She will own your ass in carnival games or video games/board games with no mercy though
She loves you but she's still competitive and she doesn't like losing
Faith is very queer and not cishet in any way so she's very happy when she meets you and get's to know you
(Understandably she doesn't really want to know anything about your shots and can't really bring herself to be in the room when you get them but she's ready to cuddle and praise you afterwards)
She's got more pride gear than you could ever dream of and she's happy to give you some pins and bracelets of hers actually
It was one of the first ways she started dropping hints she liked you
She also gives you a cool jean jacket with patches all over it and really faded lipstick marks
She grins so wide when you first put it on and she makes sure to tell you how hot and handsome you look in it
(She's going 10x more feral on the inside but she tries to keep it cool)
Please let her paint your nails and do shit with your hair, if you dye it she wants to dye it for you (She'll let you dye her hair if you do)
Also if you have any facial hair she'll want to dye that too lol
(If you have scruff rub it on her cheek she loves it, she'll squeal and swat at you but it makes her all giddy)
She loves if you play with her hair or plait it or anything like that, it's just a small thing but it makes her feel very loved
She doesn't call you many pet names because she loves your name but if you have any you really like being called she's happy to oblige
And she loves when you call her baby or my love, it makes her absolutely swoon
She's a sleepy girl so she'll love to nap with you all the time, she's not exactly busy so just lazing around with you all day is like a dream
She also really loves lazy, slow sex where there's a lot of groping and lazy kisses
If you're the big spoon you can just slip your thigh between her legs and kiss her while she grinds on you and moans into your mouth
Grinding is one of her favourite things so that will happen Often
If you're the small spoon while you're cuddling her hand is going down your pants and she's gonna be kissing any exposed skin she can reach
I don't think she'd be super into you using the strap on her but she'd be chill with other toys
And she'd be more than happy to use the strap on you, she loves watching the faces you make and the hearing the sounds that come out of you when you come
She will giggle and tease you gently but never in a mean way and she loves if you tease her back
Aftercare is just as lazy and she will fall asleep in your arms, it just means she gets to wake up and shower with you
She's a little possessive of you honestly and loves having you all to herself
She likes having your undivided attention and in turn drowning you in hers
If you go out she sits in your lap and presses kisses along your jaw and neck
If you're around company she doesn't really like she will flat out ignore them and just play with your hair and your hands and hum to herself
She does prefer being alone with you though and doing things with you
Would be over the moon if you set up a small picnic for the both of you and just spent the whole day dancing in a field and laying under a tree together
Oh and swimming in the Henbane together she would love that
She'd try to convince you to skinny dip but if you weren't comfortable with it she wouldn't push it
She does expect that movie moment kiss in the water under a waterfall however, that is non-negotiable
OH and also you both just spend hours info dumping about your interests to each other and will end up remembering small bits about the others interest
And she will show you anything she see's having to do with your interest because she loves when you talk about it and get excited
Her gifts are always the best because of this because they're always very specific to your interests
It took her a second to get your identity as well and for a while she doesn't 100% understand it but she's always respectful
She doesn't stand for anyone else disrespecting you either, she stood up for you and defended you even when you were just acquaintances
Which, despite other things, obviously helped you warm up to her pretty fast
She realises whether she gets it or not doesn't really matter because you're a good man with a good heart and decent sense of humour too
She also knows it's a very strong thing to do to figure yourself out and take the steps you have so she has massive respect for you
Has a lot of questions but it'll take her a while to ask them and doesn't expect you to have answers to all of them
She really enjoys spending time with you, sitting on roof's, watching the sunset somewhere
She loves talking to you and learning about you and she even doesn't mind opening up and telling you about herself
She really thinks her father would have liked you and when she tells you that you get a little emotional which makes her smile
There's a long stretch of dancing around the dating topic with her, it had been a while since she'd dated and she didn't think she was any good at it
But you make her soft and you make her heart swell whenever you laugh or say her name a certain way and she can't help but fall for you
When you start dating there's that awkward period of getting use to casual affection and her getting use to being able to kiss you whenever she wants
But once you both get into a rthym it's sweet and natural and everything she thought it would be
She loves grabbing you by the back of the neck and kissing you long and hard, the dopey smile you get on your face is the cutest thing ever
She gets very flustered when you wrap your arms around her and nuzzle your face into her neck
She tries to play it cool but you're so soft and so warm and she just melts under your touch
Sex takes time and some experimentation, she had some pretty 'standard' sex before you and you open a whole new world of possibilities
She's very impressed with your strap game and shouldn't be as surprised as she is when you know exactly where her clit is but she still let's out a small gasp when you press your thumb against it
She'd really enjoy missionary, just getting to see you and kiss you while you pound into her is what makes it so good for her
She'd be down to try wearing the strap but she'd be a bit clumsy with it and need reassurance she's doing good
Is very excited when she realises you can use other toys during sex and very happy to try them all at least once
She definitely gives a lot of praise during and after sex and appreciates it in return
(Is very strict about cleaning up as soon as possible though, She needs her room to be spick and span at all times)
Totally hc her as a secret romantic too so she'll be all yours forever if you bring her flowers or leave her cute little notes
Also if you ever say anything about taking her last name she will get so serious so fast, the idea alone makes her heart go wild so don't play with her about it
Petnames aren't really a thing on her end at all but she'll call you 'my boy' when talking to other people about you
She also won't really initiate PDA but won't stop you from cuddling up to her or kissing her in public
Loves when you get comfortable enough to be around her shirtless, she finds it a lot easier to see your body as a male body at that point and she just thinks you're gorgeous and let's you know that
(She's also very supportive of any plans for future surgeries and she will want to do as detailed a background check on whatever surgeon you choose when it comes down to it as she can)
(This means her asking them very confronting questions during your consultation and you'll have to reel her in a bit)
Okay but also please imagine walking through the kitchen in tight jeans and Grace lightly smacking your ass and groping it while saying, "damn boy!" because,, yeah,,,,
Doting and supportive boyfriend x1000 change my mind—You Can't.
When he met you he went to John's ranch and asked him to help him with the computer so he could do a bunch of research on your identity
He was overly aware of what he said and didn't want to do anything that could possibly offend you or upset you
He will also verbally tear anyone to shreds if they make any kind of comment about your identity or weight
If they're a member of the project they're going to John to do some confessions and repenting
He'll be probably too excited to help you with your shot and go with you to your appointments
He just wants to be active in that part of you and wants you to know he supports you
He'll be so soft with you after your appointments, kissing your temple, gently caressing you wherever he has his hands on you
He'll treat you how he does when you have a cold and he won't let you get up and get anything for yourself
If you want a drink or something to eat he's gonna get it, if you want a book or your laptop he's gonna bring them over to you
He just loves taking care of you any chance he gets honestly
He also loves spending time with you and getting to just watch you in your element
He'll even bite his tongue about technology poisoning your mind for a bit if you have an interest that is mainly accessible via technology (not forever though he does like suggesting hiking a lot)
He does love hearing you talk about your interests and he'll ask so many questions and be 100% engaged the entire time about it
Honestly he's 100% engaged even if you're just talking about toast
It's endearing if not just very funny
He will call you my angel, my love, my darling, my light and every other over the top pet name he can think of
You are all of those things to him so it's no over the top for him
(But also watch him let a, "Hey baby," slip when he's just woken up, hair all messy and voice husky from sleep)
And he will melt no matter what you call him but he won't lie hearing you just say his name sends electricity down his spine everytime
He actually gets the best sleep with you in his bed, it will be agonizing though because his hands and lips will be all over you in such an intimate way but with no sexual-intent what so ever
(Maybe a small bit of sexual-intent but he won't admit it to himself)
He also just loves getting to wake up before you and watch you for a while before waking you up with small, gentle kisses peppered on your face
Sleepy morning kisses, all of them, all over your face and then peppered across your shoulder before he has to drag himself away from you
Sex is bound to happen, he's going to hear you taking care of yourself one night and want it to be him pulling those sounds from you and he's gonna give in to the want eventually
It will be the most loving sex you have ever had, very slow and a lot of body worship and I mean a Lot
(He won't focus anywhere you're uncomfortable with but he does want to cover every inch of you in loving kisses and touches)
Even when he's inside you he's almost agonizingly slow and he never stops kissing you and murmuring about how you're a gift from God and how he adores you with his entire soul
All that rambling trails off in to chanting your name breathlessly as you both get closer and closer to coming
Aftercare is just as slow and sweet and he is also a bath man, there's something about getting to wash you after having such an intimate experience that gets him
Joseph isn't exactly possessive but he does want every one to know you both belong to one another
He might give you something to wear that represents him (or possibly you could get a tattoo,,, haha,,,)
I could see him getting you both rings tbh in his head you're going to be together forever so you're practically married yanno
He will also absolutely write you into the book of Joseph, just a whole section about you and how you came into his life and became his partner
(I have no idea if this means the peggies would also call you Father,, I feel like they would right??? Right???? Hate that for you bud sorry lol)
You met at a cook out and he complimented your shoes to start conversation after having watched you for ten minutes
You two were friends for a long time before you started dating and he was always interested to hear about your past and your journey to who you were now
He probably provides a lot of comfort if you have any religious trauma and he's very firm in reassuring you and supporting you about your identity
Even if you're not religious anymore he assures you someone with a heart and soul like yours absolutely has a place in heaven
I like to hc he doesn't like needles so he'll absolutely go with you to get your shots but he will squeeze his eyes shut when the needle is brought out
Which you get to tease him about on the way home
This man is also a cuddle bug, loves to have his arms around you and feel you pressed up against him in any way
He loves how soft you are and he loves peppering kisses over your skin
No one's surprised by his relationship with you even if he is a pastor he's never been 100% conventional
He's also so much happier with you and everyone can see that
He actually indulges more nights out since he met you, joining friends at the spread eagle and having a good time
He has his arm around you whenever you're out and he'll press kisses to your temple every twenty minutes or so
If you're more of a stay at home kind of guy he's happy to just cuddle up on the couch and talk or watch a movie or do your own things just enjoying each other's presence
He hangs up a pride flag in his church because he wants to make sure his community and the people involved in his church are good, supportive people
He tries to avoid fights and unneeded hostility/violence but he won't stand for people being purposefully ignorant and bigoted
He'll try to talk to people first but if they're being offensive towards you and not listening to him he'll have to take them outside
If you say anything about it he'll defend himself with, "Preferably violence is never the answer but sometimes you have to speak a man's language to get him to really understand your point,"
And his point is they're an idiot with a shit, outdated opinion
Now to get self indulgent; sex with this man comes in different flavours
You've got sweet, slow, loving sex
You've got, rough, fast, really just needing to get off kinda sex
And you've got downright evil, full of pleasure, filthy as fuck sex
Depending on the day you've both had it's always a toss up on what you get
You really can tell what it's gonna be when he walks in through the door, how he kisses you says it all
If it's a soft kiss, it's soft sex. It's it's a needy kiss it's needy sex and I'd he pins you to the wall and starts unbuckling your pants it's filth time
Of course he also let's you decide if you're in the mood for it and he'll change it up depending on what you're feeling
His aftercare is pretty sweet, a lot of praise and kisses and he'll bring you water and a snack if you need them
He also won't be opposed to you bringing him water and cradling him to your chest
He really loves if you sit in on his sermons but he understands if they're not your thing
He really enjoys spending his days off with you and I actually see him enjoying fishing
Even if you find it boring getting to sit in a boat with him and watch him get so concentrated would be cute
He also really enjoys reading so he's happy to just sit wherever you are while you're doing your thing and reading
Also he's a great cook and will make you the best meals you have ever tasted
Would love if you cooked or baked with him
Just imagine him in an apron holding out something for you to taste test like COME ON. heaven
Eli bless his soul is even more clueless than Jacob
But he's a sweetheart about it and after spending time with you it really doesn't take long for him to see you as a man
Because you are one and anyone who says otherwise is gonna meet a world of pain
Eli gets very protective of you very quickly and with that the other members also get protective of you
You're family and no one disrespects the whitetails family
Eli also takes a while to admit his feelings for you, even though he's always been in to men it's never been something he's been super open about
But he knew he had to admit it after you spent the night and fell asleep cuddled up to him and he felt his heart go off like a hummingbird in his chest
It was a messy confession as he wanted to make it clear he meant it in an entirely gay way (you had to tell him to shut up after the fifth time of him reaffirming that)
Dating Eli feels like a summer fling in the beginning, he acts like a flustered teenage boy with his first boyfriend
He's very hesitant with his touches and kisses at first, not wanting to overstep any boundaries or comfort zones but after a while he loosens up
Which is a delightful change as he will come up behind you, wrap his arms around your waist and pepper your neck and shoulder in kisses
He will lift you off the ground a small bit if you're cool with that, he's a strong boy
He loves just holding you while leaning against one of the desks or the walls, people get use to talking to him while you're cuddled up against him
He'll call you baby and cub and anything other pet name you like with an easy smile
The moment you call him a pet name though his face is on fire and he'll chuckle bashfully and look at the ground
Shy mountain man is shy
And you should take advantage of that 100%
Especially in the bedroom because boy oh boy is that fun
He thinks you are so freaking hot and he just looks at you in awe the first time you let him take your clothes off
He kisses your stomach first and avoids anywhere you don't want him to touch as he trails kisses up your chest to your neck before kissing you long and slow
He will be obsessed with your thighs and leaving as many hickies there as possible
He will be more flustered than you when he looks up at you from between your thighs and if you run your hand through his hair and tell him he's doing good he'll moan and bury himself against you
Legally you have to plow this man into the mattress and tell him how pretty he looks and how he's taking you so well (he does it for you it's only fair)
He's pretty content to be giving or taking in the bedroom and it's always light hearted and loving
Same with the aftercare, he loves to play with your hair and trace your face gently and actually really appreciates talking for a bit before you both clean up
He worries about you a lot and if you go out he's going with you, he can't help but want to keep you safe
In that vein he's always touched when you express the same sentiment toward him
You're a power couple for sure and have each others backs no matter what
And if anyone underestimates your ability to defend yourself and your man that's on them because if you couldn't fight before Eli definitely gives you some lessons and gets your fighting skills up
If you never used a gun before meeting him gun lessons are going to be fun
He will scold you if you get distracted, it's not your fault with him pressed against your back though (If you grind your ass against his crotch he's gonna lightly smack your hip and tell you to focus)
(But he's very ready to ditch gun lessons after that)
He will be so happy if you let him shave your beard/stubble for you
He can't explain it, it just feels really intimate and there's a lot of trust there he values a lot
And if he ever shaves the beard he'd absolutely let you help
Hello could you possibly do a faith seed x ftm reader who is hunting and runs into faith and he takes one look at her and becomes a stuttering mess
Fair and valid reaction to seeing Faith tbh <3 I went with pre-reaping for this because I had a cute idea for it, hope you enjoy!!
Warning(s): Buck hunting (nothing graphic)
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Your rifle was heavy in your gloved hands, the mix of metal and polished wood glinting in the midday sun. You stared down the barrel through the sight, a buck grazing on the other end of it, completely unaware of the imminent danger to it. You take a deep breath, ready your finger over the trigger and clear your head. You'd been following the beautiful creature for a few miles and it was finally time to end the hunt.
And you would have, seconds away from pulling the trigger but stopping as the buck lifts its large head. Two dainty hands come into view and cradle the animals head and it's then you hear an angelic humming of a familiar tune. Some church song you'd heard coming from many of the local churches you passed by on occasion. You lower your rifle and quickly move your finger away from the trigger, you were not about to accidentally shoot anyone today.
And definitely not the woman you spot when you focus your eyes on her. Wow.
Hope County was full of attractive people, it was a simple fact, but none of the people you had the pleasure of speaking with were half as gorgeous as this woman. Her soft hair cascaded over her shoulders, a gentle gradient of brown to a honey blonde reminding you of syrup in a way. She was wearing a white lace dress that stopped at mid thigh and her legs were bare, her outfit matched with how she was handling the buck made her seem like some kind of disney princess.
The sun shining through the trees also happens to be bathing her in an angelic light, making the serene smile on her face all the more enchanting. As you get lost in admiring her you feel your rifle slip from your hands and you curse as it hits the forest floor with a loud thud. The buck startles and is quick to run, meanwhile the woman jumps and whips her head around in your direction. You freeze, arms frozen as they are stretched out, reaching for your traitorous weapon.
Her eyes lock with yours.
Damn, they're beautiful.
From this distance you can't tell if they're blue or green but they shimmer magically nonetheless, blinking at you owlishly as you stare back. You can feel a heat creeping up your neck and your heart begins thudding rebelliously in your chest. She smiles at the sight of you and you shut your mouth with a loud clack, only now realising it had been hanging open in awe.
She waves a delicate hand in your direction and you shakily return a much clumsier wave, embarrassment over the sudden wave of shyness washing over you as you crouch down to pick up your rifle. A fleeting thought about going after the buck again crosses your mind but when you stand again you see the mystery woman now happily walking over to you. Or more so, skipping.
You feel your entire body tense up, like you were a schoolboy being approached by your longtime crush. You could not remember a time a stranger had this effect on you, by doing literally nothing. You clear your throat in preparation for this oncoming social interaction, tossing your rifle over your shoulder at the last minute in attempts to be less threatening. As if you were all that threatening in the first place.
She didn't seem threatened or bothered at all by the fact you were very obviously about to shoot the buck she had been lovingly patting as if it were a house pet. If anything her smile just widens the closer she gets to you, like she was delighted to see you even though you were sure you'd never met. You would have remembered her.
"Happy hunting?" Her voice is as sweet as honey, the teasing tone dancing through it as she swings her arms behind her making you feel weak at the knees. It takes you a second to actually process what she said and you open your mouth, a string of uncertain noises escaping. The woman giggles and even though it is the cutest giggle you've ever heard you feel like flinging yourself into the Henbane.
"Y–yeah, it was, uhm, yes." Great job, nailed it. Suave as always.
"I hope I didn't ruin it." Her tone shifts into an apologetic one as she clasps her hands in front of her and steps closer. You catch the scent of a mix of flowers and chemicals, it's odd for a moment before it melts into something pleasant. Calming and familiar despite being unable to describe it. You shake your head, holding out one hand to shake the notion away.
"No, no, it's uh, fine—tons of–of uhm, other bucks around, anyway…" You clear your throat again, trying to straighten your posture and get your head working straight again. Although that became increasingly harder when she caught your lowering hand with both of hers.
Her hands are just smaller than yours, slender fingers wrapping around your palm and holding you with a gentle yet firm touch. You've had your fair share of touchy strangers but for some reason in this case you don't mind, you're only thankful for your gloves for the fact if you weren't wearing them you were sure your skin would be on fire right now. If her skin was as soft as it looked you would surely pass away on the spot from even a slight touch.
"I'm glad! My name is Faith by the way." You glance back up at her face as she leans closer. It's a beautiful name, it definitely fits the angelic aura she had surrounding her every move. You think about complimenting it out loud but the very thought has you choking on your tongue, only able to nod dumbly in response. Her smile turns playful as you don't say anything back, her head tilting down expectantly.
"Do you have a name? Or should I just call you the handsome hunter?"
Oh shit, right, your name. That was important.
But also the way 'the handsome hunter' rolled off her tongue had butterflies swarming your stomach. You feel a bashful smile fight its way onto your face and you let out a nervous laugh as you glance down at your boots. You manage to mutter out your name, cursing the light stammer that was currently holding every word to ransom behind your teeth. You hadn't stuttered your way through a conversation like this in a long time, luckily Faith didn't seem to mind at all. If anything she seemed pleased by it.
"That's a lovely name, it suits you." She hums, unknowing of how her compliment made your head spin and heartbeat go even wilder. Normally you would have made a joke about how you picked it yourself but the genuine look in her eyes has successfully turned you to jelly.
"T–Thank y—Thanks."
God you want to hide under a rock. At least long enough to get your tongue untied.
Faith giggles again, letting your hand fall from hers and moving to your side, her hand running down your rifle in a relaxed manner.
"Would you mind some company?" She pauses at the end of her question, circling behind you before tacking on your name to the end of her sentence, a gleeful smile directed up at you as she leans down and looks up at you. You had never met someone so carefree, she was like a fairy or a forest goddess or a— A questioning hum cuts off your train of thought and you find yourself nodding before you even put together a sentence.
"That would be, uhm, y–yeah you could–if you want—"
"I would love to, thank you!" Faith saves you from your trailing catastrophe of an invitation and hooks her arm around your elbow. She tugs you forward and you nearly trip as you start walking, your nerves completely fried as you were now walking through the forest with the most beautiful woman you'd ever met. This was fine, you were fine. Your elbow was brushing against her ribs and her intoxicating body heat was soaking through your jacket and you were totally fine.
"Do you hunt a lot?" Faith asks after a moment of walking in silence, her eyes trailing over the landscape ahead of you.
"Uhm, n–not really. It's kind of a, uh, once a—a year thing," You take your time to answer, trying to minimise the amount you stumbled over your words. Being so close to her wasn't helping, but you were doing your best here.
"Oh okay, so more like… A yearly tradition." Faith glances up at you with an excited sparkle in her eyes and you feel your heart stutter much like your words.
"S–something like that, yeah." You say, turning to look anywhere else, smiling gently as you try to get over how cute she was.
"It's good to have traditions, they make life more meaningful." She muses, making a wide motion with her free arm before letting it glide across a bush as you pass it.
"D–do you have any?" You ask, daring to look back at her as she looks up at the sky with a thoughtful hum.
"I used to… I suppose I should make some new ones, hm?" She smiles, voice going hushed as she leans in closer as if telling you a secret. You swallow thickly at the proximity and offer another nod, feeling yourself let out a breath as she leans away giggling happily.
"You're very cute, you know, I'm surprised we haven't met until now." Her words catch you off guard for a moment and you trip over a broken branch in your haze. Faith luckily catches you, palm flat on your sternum as she heaves you back up. She has a look of surprise on her face that quickly melts away into a blissful smile, gentle giggles erupting from her as you smile weakly.
"I—I uh, don't uhm. You know…" You sigh, frustrated by your lack of ability to explain yourself properly right now. You didn't want her to think you were an antisocial recluse, even if a part of that statement could have been true. You liked the peacefulness of the woods, the serenity of the mountains, the magic feeling of finding a new waterfall. You had friends but if you hung out it was at someone's house or somewhere in the woods, not the high populated areas of the County where you could have run into each other.
You were almost thankful you were meeting here, if your friends could see you right now you'd never hear the end of it.
"It's okay, it's a big County, it would be impossible to meet everyone—but i'm very glad we got to meet." Faith comes in to save you once again, hand patting the thick fabric of your jacket gently as she beams at you. You feel extremely lucky she doesn't mind filling in the gaps of your words, you only hope if there's a next time you can offer more of a conversation. You really would love to talk with her more, it had only been a few minutes but you were already intrigued by this shoeless woman acting out every little girl's snow white dreams in the woods.
"So am I." You smile gently and Faith traces her eyes over your face for a moment. You notice her bite her lip for a mere second before she glances over your shoulder and lifts her hand to point behind you.
"I think I found your next hunt." She whispers and you turn slowly to spot another buck a ways away in the trees. It's bigger than the one you were going after before and for a moment your nerves from being around this gorgeous woman vanish and are replaced with that familiar vigour you get when you spot a grand prize.
"Holy shit." You whisper, turning and very carefully shrugging your rifle off of your shoulder.
"Hunts on?" Faith asks, an eagerness in her voice as she rests her hands on your shoulders. It was weird, how comfortable you felt having her touch you—like you had known each other for years and it was normal. You were used to hunting alone, less distraction. But something about Faith made you want her there and admittedly one part of your brain wanted to impress her. So you ready your rifle and give a firm, confident nod.
Maybe if you were lucky the act of hunting would give you the chance to put two words together without sounding like a broken radio.
Summary: Heisenberg's been working hard and you decide he deserves a small break.
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Whistling echoed through the factory, carrying over the hum of machinery and inhuman cries from the poor souls transformed into mindless killing machines. You knew immediately who it was coming from, smiling to yourself as you climbed another stone staircase. It was sometime after one pm, you were finished completing a task for Mother Miranda and decided a lunch with your favourite Lord was in order.
You clutched the wrapped basket in your hands protectively, glaring daggers at anything that crept too close to you or your prepared lunch. You would be damned if you let another Lycan ruin your very limited alone time with your ever busy lover.
You followed the whistling all the way to Heisenberg's office, managing to to sneak in undetected as he was hard at work tinkering away at something with his back to you. A playful grin tugs at your lips as you creep forward, careful not to knock any of the boxes or piles of scrap on the ground as you snuck up behind him. Just as you leap forward to grab him his whistling stops and he spins in his chair and catches you in his arms before you can even make a sound.
You fumble to catch the basket as it flies through the air, pouting up at Heisenberg from your new position on his lap as he allows a wave of laughter to pour out of him. An easy grin rests on his face as you readjust yourself, worried about the contents of your basket but a small smile tugs at your lips and betrays your grumpy facade. If only his smile and laughter wasn't so infectious.
"If that was your idea of a sneak attack buttercup I really think you 'oughta work on it," he teases cheekily, pressing a quick kiss to your cheekbone. You were completely capable of a proper sneak attack, your excitement to see him just got the better of you. Or so you would tell yourself.
"What's that you got there?" The question is hummed against your shoulder, sounding only minorly interested in the wrapped basket and much more interested in pressing lazy yet eager kisses to your shoulder and neck. Seeing as you hadn't seen each other in two days it was understandable for either of you to be doubly affectionate with each other. The feeling of his warmth seeping into your clothes was enough to have your heart rate pick up speed, so the seemingly innocent kisses sent shivers up your spine.
"I, your very thoughtful and loving boyfriend, who tried very hard, cooked us both lunch," you smiled proudly, pressing a quick kiss to his lips in attempts to sate him before unwrapping the basket and revealing four carefully contained dishes. Heisenberg let out a surprised hum, leaning closer and reaching into the basket curiously.
"You did? Really?" He asked, and if it hadn't been for the fact he'd never seen you cook you would have been insulted by his lack of faith in your ability. You take the dish he had began inspecting and placed it on his desk, shuffling and making him turn more towards it as you put the rest of the dishes on the cluttered workspace.
"Yes I did, now eat before I decide you don't deserve my amazing cooking," He chuckled at your playful threat, taking the fork you held out to him and beckoning a second chair over for you to sit on. As much as you wouldn't have minded staying in his lap you did move to the chair, but in regular you fashion you tangled your legs in what looked to him like an uncomfortable position and grabbed a dish to sit atop your crossed knees.
Heisenberg could only chuckle endearingly, crossing one leg over the other and grabbing a dish of his own. He surprisingly didn't make any quips about your cooking, in fact the way he devoured the food as if he hadn't eaten since you last sat down for a meal together worried you. Mother Miranda was always pushing so much work onto him, you knew he was capable of handling it but you also knew when he got into his work he could neglect his body quite a bit.
So you did the only thing you could do and squeezed in some time to bring him a nice meal, maybe having pushed yourself to work a bit overtime so you could have this moment alone with him too. You couldn't quite make out what he was working on, it looked almost like another helmet for his army drones but you weren't entirely sure. An orange-red light shone from it's power source so you assumed it was near completed.
"You could really give Duke a run for his money with this doll, s'fantastic," Heisenberg compliments with his mouth full, making you roll your eyes. You gently tossed a napkin at him seeing as his messy eating left crumbs in his beard and put your empty meal container back into the basket.
"I'm glad you think so, I spent enough getting the ingredients so it better be good," You say, the thought of your much lighter pouch of coins hurting your soul a bit. You could have hunted on your own or even grown your own herbs but with the state of the village that wasn't something you exactly wanted to do. Duke had good buisness anyhow and you knew his goods were quality.
You watch as he places the empty container down inside his other one, wiping his mouth with the napkin and humming appreciatively. You detangle yourself from your spot on the chair at that, taking hold of Heisenbergs free hand and tracing the scars on them. It wasn't often he didn't wear his gloves, sometimes during more precise work he'd take them off or when he came to stay with you in your home. He wasn't fond of his scars, it was just another reminder of what Miranda did to him, what he was now.
You respected that of course but being as enamoured with him as you were you couldn't help but see a beauty in them, he had gotten as comfortable as he could with you touching them so he simply leant back in his chair and watched you with gentle amusement. If not at your fascination with his scars the way you seemed mesmerized by his hands was often funny to him, he didn't mind it, especially when he got to hold your hand and feel your soft skin against his.
"You got anywhere to be buttercup?" He asks almost lazily, his tone relaxed as he gazes as you gently. You shake your head instantly, a playful smile gracing your face as you meet his eyes.
"Nope, I was actually planning on sticking around and being a distraction for the rest of the day," You hum, a pleasant warmth blooming from his devious grin and chuckle in return. He tugs you forward and you end up on his lap once more, this time straddling his lap with your hands resting on his chest. He guides you closer with a hand on the back of your neck, his lips meeting yours in a softer kiss then expected from him.
You melt against him, always so easily made into putty in his hands, the power he had over you was truly ridiculous. But you wouldn't have it any other way.
Summary: Sharky does something stupid and the Deputy snaps at him.
Sharky grinned like a dog loose in butcher shop, running like he'd just stolen the best sausages in the shop and was being chased down by the owner. You raced after him with a scowl, the peggies on both of your asses making you run faster than you had all month. You loved Sharky but the amount of times he'd gotten you both stuck in a bad situation was becoming a bit much. Not that you'd do anything about it though, Sharky was Sharky.
Sharky twisted to the side as he ran, hoisting up his flame thrower awkwardly and setting the ground behind him on fire, you yelped and just managed to dodge the flames.
"Sharky for fucks sake, watch it!"
"Sorry Dep!"
The laughter that came with his apology had you rolling your eyes as you ran, this boy was gonna get you both killed one day you could feel it. His burst of flames helped though, as you glanced back you saw a few peggies trip and fall to avoid running into the small wall of fire. Some were smart enough to run around it however and you groaned and picked up the pace.
Spotting an opening you grab the back of Sharky's hoodie and drag him through a gap in the trees, the man all but shrieking as you both slid down a steep slope on the mountain side. You both tumble onto the path below with hard thuds, groaning at the impact and rolling onto your sides slowly. Shouting erupted from the top of the slope and you drag yourself up as quickly as possible, bullets whiz past your head as you gather Sharky off of the ground.
You stagger off into the shrubbery with your arm around Sharky's torso, his arm wrapped around your shoulders as he stumbles beside you. As you make it deeper into the trees and further away from the peggies the shouting and bullets die down. You let Sharky go and he leans against a nearby tree, he begins to laugh and you feel a small bubble of anger in your stomach.
It was built up from worry and fear and it clogged up your throat as you glared him down. Your body ached from the fall and it only worsened your mood. If you hadn't shown up at the right time you were sure he'd have a bullet between his eyes right now, the thought alone making you feel sick to your stomach.
"That was so fucking stupid Shark,"
You spat out, shaking your head and turning away so he couldn't see the tears building up on your waterline. Sharky's laughter dies off almost instantly at your tone, turning into a nervous chuckle as he watches your tense shoulders. You stare back the way you came, watching carefully to see if any persistent peggies followed you. You almost wished they had so you had something to take your anger out on.
"I'm good though so what's the deal?" The question is innocent but it only further pisses you off. Sharky could be so clueless and other times you would have found it endearing but right now it made you want to scream. You throw your hands up in the air and turn around swiftly, meeting Sharky's confused gaze with a hard stare.
"You're important to me, you little shit! Maybe I don't want you to fucking die?" You exclaim, furrowing your brows as you step closer and wave your bands animatedly, a habit you couldn't quite control. Sharky stares back at you in surprise, you'd never really raised your voice at him in a hostile way or let him see you so close to crying either. It really made him realise how worried you were and a small vine of regret crept up his spine at the sight of pain in your eyes.
You'd lost a lot of people during this thing already, he'd seen you grieve over people he didn't know, seen you lose yourself in a bottle of whiskey to forget their faces. He didn't want to be the reason you did that, he was your Sharky, the one that made you laugh when everything seemed hopeless. Not the one that made you cry.
"Sorry Dep, didn't mean to scare you,"
His voice is quiet, quieter than it's ever been. It stuns you for a moment and despite fully knowing he meant it you're still angry. You got so close to losing him and your veins were still wracked with adrenaline. You can't stand the puppy dog eyed look he was giving you and you turn away again, covering your face with your hands and attempting to subtly rub the tears away as you sigh heavily.
"Well you did asshat, Jesus Christ," You mutter with a lot less venom, your shoulders sagging as you drop your hands to your hips. Your head hung down as you stared down at the dirt, how many people had you buried now? How long until it was one of your best friends? How long until it was Sharky? God, you never wanted it to be Sharky. That would be the thing to break you.
"I am real sorry man," A hand hesitantly rests on your shoulder blade, blue eyes meeting your gaze again as Sharky watches you with a small frown. You sigh again and put a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it and trying to force yourself to calm down. It wasn't completely Sharky's fault, as stupid and reckless as he was he was just trying to do the right thing. If the peggies weren't around tormenting people he wouldn't of been in danger in the first place, if there was anyone to be mad at it was them.
"Yeah I know. It's fine, just—" you place your other hand on his other shoulder, "please don't do that shit again I was really worried about you," You almost whisper, holding him steady and looking into his eyes with such a painfully pleading look. Sharky can't help the skip of his heart as you do, the way you held his shoulders with such an iron grip and looked into his eyes with so much intensity was enough to knock him off his feet. He nodded wordlessly at first, swallowing the lump in his throat as he reached up to hold your forearm.
"Yeah okay, I won't. Promise,"
He smiles shakily, hoping the heat rising to his cheeks wasn't anything noticeable. He'd rather jump into the Henbane in the middle of winter than be caught out blushing from something as simple as this. But, it wasn't really all that simple. The thankful smile that splits across your face brings butterflies to his stomach and you crash into him with a tight hug. He melts into your arms and wraps his own around your waist, burying his face into your shoulder and enjoying how sturdy you felt against him. How safe he felt in your arms.
You also revelled in the weight of him, the knowledge he was okay and alive and not going anywhere as long as you had anything to say about it. You cradle the back of his neck and cling to his hoodie maybe a bit too desperately, you didn't really care in the moment. Your nerves had calmed down and now you were just grateful he was okay. After a moment you both pried yourself out of each other's arms, Sharky trying to play it cool as you pulled your radio out of it's holster.
"I'm gonna call Addie to come get us, I don't want to walk around the Whitetails after that,"
Sharky nods, agreeing with the sentiment whole heartedly. As much as he loved setting peggies on fire he did not enjoy getting shot at. You give him another smile and gently punch his shoulder, earning a bashful grin from him before you turn away and raise the radio to your face. Sharky just watches you as you call Adelaide, voice steady and friendly as you tell her what happened. He doesn't even care when she calls him dumber then a dog toy.
Sharky was glad he had you, to watch his back and to keep him company. He couldn't think of anyone else he'd want to run around the County with, no matter what mess you both got in you were always there at the end of the day. Arm around his shoulder and laughter lighting up the night. No matter how many times he screwed up or made whatever you were doing harder than it needed to be, you never held it against him. That was something he was more grateful for than he could ever say.
