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The Baptist ✰

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Warnings/ Blood, Violence, strong language, substance abuse, choking, needles, insinuated sexual references, and potential smut. Viewer discretion advised.

A/N - Heyy!! I’m back with chapter seven! Just want to give a, heavy content warning, I know they’re listed above but this chapter includes choking and even smut...yes, I finally wrote some smut for this story, ha! I’d also like to say that I’m sorry that it’s taken me so long to get this chapter posted but I’m glad to be back. I’ve officially graduated high school (since may-june, I was homeschooled) so now I have lots and lots of free time so expect more chapters soon! One more thing, I posted a masterlist which can be found in my bio and I also have it pinned to my profile. Okay, I hope you enjoy this lengthy chapter! <<33

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Delaney finally found out that while she was in John’s bunker, Nick’s wife Kim gave birth to their daughter, Carmina. Delaney decided that before things go any further with Sharky, she has to decide where things are going with John. Before she goes back to the bunker, she makes a pit stop to see someone special.

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𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚢'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

“Hey, we can take my jeep. Once you drop me off at the bunker, you can just drive it back to my house unless John decides to send in the cavalry.” I said throwing Nick the keys and shaking my head. “It’s so fucking annoying when he does that, the bliss bullets make me feel so shitty.” I sat in the passenger seat and struggled to buckle myself because I was shaking so bad. “Hey, are you okay? Be honest.” Nick grabbed my arm and stopped me. “No...not really. I just - when I went to go arrest Joseph, I didn’t know this is how the county would turn out.” I put my head in my hands. I wasn’t crying, I was just disappointed. “Look, none of this is your fault. Nobody knew this is how it would’ve turned out. Don’t blame yourself.” Nick said as he rubbed my back. He took his hand off and started the engine. “Look on the brightside, we’re going to see Carmina right now. Don’t worry about anything peggie related until it’s time, D.” Talking stuff over with Nick, cleared my mind. We pulled up to Nick and Kim’s house, standing on the porch was Kim holding Carmina. “Oh my god! Congratulations guys. Kim, she’s gorgeous. How’re you feeling?” I said as I was rubbing Carmina’s head. “I’m doing alright! My feet hurt so bad though. Other than that, I’m so relieved she’s here.” Kim handed Carmina to Nick and pulled me in for a long hug. “Look, I know things are tough right now but I want you to know that Nick and I are always here for you. What’s going on right now isn’t your fault, remember that.” She rubbed my back. Tears rolling down my face, Kim pulled away. “Nick, why don’t you give Delaney her goddaughter, I’m sure she’s dying to hold her.” Kim said smiling sweetly at me. “Oh, she’s so small. She’s going to grow up to be an amazingly strong woman just like her mother.” I said as I was rocking Carmina back and forth. “And just like her godmother too.” Kim said smiling at me.

𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚂𝚔𝚒𝚙

As the sun sets, I realize that I still need to head back to the bunker. “I’m going to have to hand beautiful Carmina back to you, Kim. I have to head back to John’s bunker. I’m honestly surprised he hasn’t sent in the-” As Kim grabs Carmina, I feel a bliss arrow shoot straight into my thigh. Suddenly, everything around me fades to black.

𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚂𝚔𝚒𝚙

𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚢'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

As I start to wake from unconsciousness, I hear faint grunting in the background. I don’t know where I am but the last thing I remember is being with Nick and Kim meeting their daughter. She was so petite and wholesome. I’m heartbroken to know that she has to be raised in the current state of Montana. This isn’t how I wanted things to turn out. Innocent families ripped from their homes, citizens being held under their will to be converted to the cult, innocent people dying, I had no idea this would happen. My eyes are blurry but I’m now able to see where the grunting is coming from. Deputy Hudson is sitting right in front of me. Black mascara has covered her cheeks and she has duct tape over her mouth. I try yelling to her but it’s no use seeing as I have tape on my mouth as well. I start to look around and begin to realize that I’m in John’s bunker. I hear the door latch open and hear John whistling, We’ll Meet Again by Vera Lynn. He slams down a toolbox and opens it up. He removes the one storage compartment and stops. He turns around and begins to tell me a story;

“My parents were the first ones to teach me about the Power of Yes.” John turns around to the toolbox sitting behind him. He pulls out, what looks to be skin, and staples it to the wood of the table. “One night, they took me into the kitchen, and they threw me on the ground, and I experienced pain after pain after pain after pain-” He slammed down the staple gun he was holding. I winced because I had never had him act this way around me. John was usually loving and made me feel safe. He had his moments, yes, but he was never violent. At least towards me. “And when I didn’t think I could take anymore, I did.” Once again, John turns around. This time, he goes into the storage compartment he removed from the toolbox. He grabs a tattoo gun and begins to walk towards me. Hudson, behind him, starts screaming but her screams are muffled due to the tape covering her mouth. John adjusts the lamp that’s next to me and continues, “Something broke free inside. I wasn’t scared, I was-” John flicks the lamp on. “clear.” He plugs a wire into the tattoo gun. “I looked up at them and I started to laugh. All I could say was...yes.” John clicks on the tattoo gun for just moment and then immediately turns it off. “I spent my entire life looking for more things to say ‘yes’ to.” He places the tattoo gun down and popped open my shirt to reveal my chest. For a moment, he just stares...then, he continues. “I opened up every hole in my body and when those were filled, I created more.” John is now making eye contact with me. A single tear comes out of my right eye as I’ve never seen John like this before. I try talking to him but this damn duct tape is my goddamn way. He pulls away and still continues on with his lengthy story. “But it was Joseph who showed me just how selfish I was being.” Hudson is still in the background trying to shout at John. He grabs a bowl off of the table next to him and pulls out a sponge. He begins cleaning off my chest. “Always receiving. Always taking. The best gift isn’t the one you get, it’s the one you give and giving takes courage.” He finishes cleaning off my chest and places the bowl down. He begins to walk back towards the table which has the toolbox on it. “The courage to own your sin. To etch it on to your flesh and carry its burden and when you have endured -- when you have truly begin to atone -- to cut it out like a cancer and display it for all to see. Ha...my god that’s courage.” He stops and grabs a screwdriver. “I’m going to teach you courage. Teach you how to say, ‘yes’ so you can confront your weakness.” John begins pacing and speaking with more volume, clearly full of passion. “Confront your sin. You will swim across an ocean of pain and emerge...free.” He quiets down and begins to walk towards me again, this time, pointing the screwdriver at me. “For only then can you truly begin to atone.” When he reaches me, he places the cold metal of the screwdriver onto my chest. He then, swiftly takes it off and walks back to the table. “So who wants to go first? Hm? Which one? Hmm? This is lesson number one. Someone’s got to choose.” Feeling the pressure and knowing if I don’t nod my head in agreement, John will just get angrier. I don’t want anything else happening to Hudson because who knows what she’s already been through. I nod my head and wave my bound hand at him. “Yes. YES!” I can hear Hudson screaming in disagreement as John begins to walk closer to me yet again. “You’re not going to regret this. I promise.” He points the screwdriver at me again. “Now, before we begin,” John begins to walk to Hudson and throws the screwdriver to the side. “I think it’s only proper that Deputy Hudson goes back to her room. Confessions are meant to be private, after all.” He reaches the back of Hudson’s chair and begins to roll her towards me. Screaming, Hudson makes eye contact me. We hold it for a moment and I begin to tear up. Hudson is now crying even more than she was before. “Shhh. Shhh...I am not here to take your life. I’m here to give it to you.” John straightens up and pushes the lamp out of the way that had shined on me prior. He places his hands around my neck and begins to choke me. “I’m going to open you and pour your worst fears inside and as you choke, your sins will reveal themselves.” Hudson, next to us begins shouting at John in hopes he’d let go of me. “Only then, will you truly understand the Power of Yes.” He removes his hands from my throat and continues back over to Hudson. “I’ll be right back.” John says as he wheels Hudson out of the room.

I begin sobbing. I know John was probably doing all of this because Hudson was in the room but I’ve never felt like this before. I knew I should’ve gotten back to the bunker earlier. He probably hated the fact that I was having a good time out of the bunker, thinking I’d get too used to it and want to go out more often. Well, who wouldn’t get used to being outside after being locked in all day?

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I roll Deputy Hudson down the hallway of the bunker. I feel bad for treating Delaney the way I did back there but, that’s what happens when you don’t come back to the bunker after many hours of being out. If anything, she should be lucky I didn’t do anything worse to her. I just...I know that, after that interaction, she might not feel the same way about...us anymore. I reach miss Deputy Hudson’s room and I unlatched her door. I bring her inside and shut the door so when I remove her restraints, she doesn’t try anything...funny. I go down to her feet and begin to cut off the rope. Next, I come up to her wrists and finally get the duct tape off of her mouth. “What the fuck is your deal? What are you going to do to Delaney? Don’t you hurt her anymore then that petty fucking choking you did.” She gets in my face. I slap her and push her down onto her bed. “You don’t tell me how to punish my people. What goes on in confessional, is going to be none of your business. You’ll get your fill of confession soon, don’t you worry. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have work to get to.” I remove my hand from her face and head over to the door. I unlatch it and start back down the hallway to Delaney. I open up the door and see Delaney still in the spot that I left her. I place my hand on her shoulder and walk around to face her. I pull up a stool that’s near her and sit down. Reaching up to her face, I remove the duct tape slowly so I don’t hurt her as much. “So, I’d just like to apologize for acting different towards you. I was angry about your tardiness. I felt as though you abandoned me and I didn’t like it. I’d also like to apologize for choking you.” John said stroking my cheek and removing my wrist restraints. “Oh yeah? Well, you should’ve fucking said that instead of choking me and scrubbing me down with a sponge. I’d also like to mention, it didn’t make me feel any better knowing that Hudson was here. Has she been in the fucking bunker the whole time?!” Delaney yelled. “I don’t want to lie to you so yes, she’s been here the whole time. I’ve kept her in the lower rooms as to keep you from be able to hear her. I didn’t want to put you through that or risk other things so I didn’t tell you.” I told her as I started to cut through the rope around her ankles.

*steamy scene approaching, btw, not just making out ;)*

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“Yeah, other things meaning, saving Hudson and leaving the bunker. Look, I love you, John, but choking me and having her bound in front of me, wasn’t the most amazing thing either.” I said flustered as I started pacing back and forth. “Wait...wait. Did you just- did you just say that you loved me?” John grabbed my wrist and I froze. Oh shit...I fucking did. “Yes...yes I did. What are you going to do about it?” I said yanking my arm back and crossing my arms now. John shoved me against the table that had the toolbox on it. He sat me on top and started making out with me. John began unbuttoning my shirt. “You know, you could just rip it off. It would be a lot faster.” I said in-between kisses. “No I can’t, this shirt was expensive.” John pulled away so he could accurately continue unbuttoning the shirt I was wearing. I started laughing as he continued. He then began to unbutton his shirt so I starting unbuckling his belt. I took off my unbuttoned shirt and threw it to the floor. John did the same, as well as pulling his pants down. I undid my belt and threw my pants to the ground. John came back over to me and continued to kiss me passionately. He made his way to my neck and began sucking which left hickies. “Well, if no one knew we were together, they would now.” I said through heavy breathes. “Fuck it. Who cares right?” John said while making his way to nibble on my ear. “Um...maybe Jacob or y’know, Joseph. I’m pretty sure they’d care.” I said rubbing my hand up and down John’s chest as he continued biting my ear. “Okay so, do you want me to stop? Do you want this is to be over?” John said biting my bottom lip. “No...I’m just- making a point.” I replied as I hopped off the table. I grabbed John’s hand and led him over to the chair that I was bound to prior. I shoved him down and he fell onto the seat. I wheeled the chair over to the wall that way it won’t move as much once I sit in his lap. Before I sit down on his lap, I removed my underwear and unfasten my bra. I walked over to John and started to pull down his underwear. I climbed on top of him and he placed both of his hands on my hips to help stabilize me considering we were about to have sex on a chair with wheels. John slowly began to slide his penis inside of me. I arched my back a little and gasped at how it felt going in. I let out a small moan and beginning moving my hips back and forth, slowly. John threw his head back and let out a moan of his own. I placed a hand on his throat and I ran my fingers through his hair with the other. I started picking up speed. With the hand I placed on his throat, I now grabbed his face and roughly started making out with him. John slid his tongue into my mouth and I did the same with mine. He quickly took his tongue out and threw his head back once again, this time letting out an even louder moan. I started riding him even faster and due to how passionate it was, I let out a moan, however, I moaned his name. “John...” I could feel him finish inside me, however I wasn’t done. I got off of him and laid on the floor. In this moment, I didn’t care that I was laying on freezing, dirty, concrete...I was in love. John got the idea and got down on the floor but instead of laying next me, he got on top of me. He started making out with me then slowly worked his way down to my breasts and began running his tongue along my nipples. Taking one into his mouth, he began sucking. As he did so, he slid his hand down to my vagina and began to slide two fingers in. John, however, was a smart man and knew that’s not only what I wanted so he stopped sucking on my nipples and made his way down to meet his fingers. He placed his tongue on my clit and started working. He went as fast as he could, my back arching so far off the ground. I let out plenty of loud moans, even some with his name in there. Then, I felt myself release. But, like I said, John is a smart man...he kept going. Soon enough, I had finished a second time and lastly, a third. He took his fingers out and I was lying there, unable to move a single muscle. Once I had been able to breathe, I told John, “That...was absolutely amazing.” I stretched and stood up. Barely able to walk, I sat on the swivel chair. “John, baby, can you hand me my clothes please..I’m unable to walk.” John turned to me and laughed. He walked over to wear my bra, underwear, pants, and shirt were and handed them to me. He leaned down and kissed me warmly and began dressing himself. Once he was fully clothed, he came over to me and help me out. Buckled my bra for me, buttoned up my shirt, slid on my underwear and next my pants. Then he grabbed my socks and shoes and put those on for me as well. “I love you too, Delaney. I realized just now that I didn’t say anything.” John said, leaning his hands on the chair’s armrests. “You didn’t need to say anything, I knew.” I got close to his face and left him small pecks on his lips. “Would I be able to see Hudson?” I asked John with sad eyes. John let out a sigh.

𝚃𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍… †

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druidcore · 7 years

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#daisy calloway #daniella santiago #darlene williams #daphne blake #daphne haggard #delaney mcallistair #delfina lopez #dominique weasley #drew de luca #dylan levine #eleanor accardi #elliot alice cobalt #elsa vinters #emma carstairs #ericka hastly #essie munroe #ever nightingale

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toalltheocsivelovedbefore · 6 years

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AND THE NOMINEES FOR OCS ARE…

Remember you can vote as many times as you want in as many categories as you want and on anon too! If you think there’s someone who should have been nominated but didn’t, it’s okay just send and ask or submit a post and I will add them to the nominees.

Voting ends on December 20th!

(The ones by certain names mean that the same person was nominated that number of times for the same award)

(And because of the mentions cap of you were nomintated for more than one you are not tagged in all of them so make sure to read through!)

Best Plot Bunny:

•Charlie Ford by deutches

•Juliet Byers by rhaenystargaryen411

•Sutton White by @notxjustxstories

•Rita Miller by wild-stdreams

Most Unique:

•Adeline McCall by @rhaenystargaryen411

•June Delaney by @itscapokaybye

•Ollie Piper by wild-stdreams

•Zoe Outis by @missunderstoodxoxo

•Kyle Argent by @dodierps

•Cordelia Banks by @httpscoot

Best Flash:

•Cadence Nash by @purple-and-red-ribbons

•Livvy Allen @the-writer-in-blue

Best Supernatural:

•Ryder Blake by @whittymores

•Alessa Chaplin by @carryonmycobaltangel

Most Underrated:

•Siobhan Brady by fraysquake

•Maisie Dylan by wild-stdreams

•Kade Howell by @garbageliteracy

Best Riverdale:

•Aspen Mills by chlobenet

•Diana Cassidy by hennigshelleys

•Stella Anderson by @becca-in-the-southside

Best Jurassic World:

•Ellis Grant by @chlobenet

•Althea Foster by @mrsnatasharomanov

•Rory Hoskins by @roan-kom-azgeda

•Stephanie Engel by @thetenthdoctorscompanion

Best Marvel:

•Sutton Regan by @universalfanfic

•Connie McDermott by @dubonet

Best Shadowhunters:

•Anya Cartwright by wild-stdreams

•Nyah Fray by @the-random-fictionaut

Best Teen Wolf:

•Nikita Grace by @yourpalmoony

•Ariana Petrakis by fraysquake

•Vanessa McCall by @princes-jasmine

•Tessa Dunbar by @isaaclahys

Best Harry Potter:

•Leila Potter by @missjanuarylily

•Connor Black by @crookedgoddess

Best Crossover BROTP:

•Anya Cartwright by wild-stdreams and Evie Calloway by chlobenet (111)

•Stella Sharpe by @recklessyouthinme and Aspen Mills by chlobenet

Best OC X Canon Character:

•Marlee Decker x Scott McCall by @missunderstoodxoxo

•Leah Kane x Stiles Stilinski by @deutches

•Hazel Murphy x Stiles Stilinski by wild-stdreams

•Diana Cassidy x Sweet Pea by @hennigshelleys

Best OC x OC

•Santiago Calavera by @chlobenet and Ariana Petrakis by fraysquake

•Sutton Brady and Jed Rhys by @wereallie

•Alex Stark and D’Amore Wilson by @teamsharoncarter

•Bianca Stilinski and Danika Belikov by recklessyouthinme

Best Supporting:

•Lincoln Miller by @abcbarricadeboys

•Genevieve Carey by fraysquake

Best New:

•Tilda Benson by @roan-kom-azgeda

•Kaden Wolfhart by @rhaenystargaryen411

•Astrid Xavier by @curious-kittens-ocs

•Aspen Pierce by @soeleils

Most Problematic:

•Sarah Hendrix by @httpscoot

•Stella Sharpe by @recklessyouthinme

•Nora Argent by @huntsthemoon

Best Backstory:

•Fred Ackerman by @susiesamurai

•Rita Miller by @wild-stdreams

•Ariana Petrakis by @fraysquake

#december oc awards #nominations

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gadgetgirl71 · 3 years

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Book Blitz: The Pleasure House by Kitty Thomas

The Pleasure House Kitty Thomas Publication date: December 2nd 2020 Genres: Adult, Dark Romance, Romance

The Pleasure House is Kitty Thomas’s COMPLETE 5 book pleasure house series. (A $25 value!), All five books from the pleasure house series are included: Guilty Pleasures, Broken Dolls, Surrender, Pretty Lies, and Twisted Fates.

“Kitty Thomas is a one-click author for me!” -Anna Zaires, NYT Bestselling author of Twist Me Guilty Pleasures: She was a bored housewife until she was taken and trained for the pleasure of the highest bidder. Vivian Delaney leads a life of privilege, but behind closed doors she feels isolated and trapped in a gilded cage. Unable to achieve sexual pleasure with her husband, she finds herself in the capable hands of Anton, a massage therapist intent on awakening her to her full sexual potential. By any means necessary.

Broken Dolls: Mina Calloway always finds herself in the hands of the wrong master: Gentle at first, then brutally sadistic and abusive. She no longer believes it’s possible to find a man who will be gentle with her. After seeing a kink-friendly therapist for months, the doctor makes her an illicit offer she isn’t yet smart enough to refuse: “Let me find you a good master.”

Brian Sloan is a borderline sociopath with a dark and brutal past. Only taking his sadistic urges out on the women at a submissive training house allows him to sleep through the night. When Brian sees Mina, she should be ripe for the picking, but her damage is too similar to his own. Can he fight past his demons to protect the one person he considers worth saving?

Surrender: Julie wants Gabe Griffin like fish want water, but what she wants is sweet domestic bliss and a white picket fence. What Gabe wants is to put a collar around Julie’s throat and train her in the finer points of being his slave.

At first too innocent, then too broken, can Julie ever surrender to the man intent on claiming her?

Pretty Lies: “She told pretty lies to the wrong man and now she must give herself to him to save her sister’s life”

As a phone sex operator, Annette Waincott knows how to tease to get what she wants. That is, until she teases the wrong man at a club, claiming kinky fantasies she doesn’t really have. It must have been too much vodka and his tantalizing Russian accent. Too bad he believes her.

When the Russian accidentally kidnaps her twin sister as part of an ill-fated sex game, things quickly get real. In a desperate bid to free her twin, Annette offers herself to him in trade. He both terrifies and excites her, but she knows she can never trust him. The things he wants will push her to her limits and beyond. And this time, she can’t tell pretty lies and run away.

Twisted Fates: When Lindsay Smith brought her to the house, it was to train and sell her. They both knew it. She’d agreed to this arrangement. She wanted to belong to someone. But Lindsay wanted her to be his.

Three days into her stay at the pleasure house, Shannon Foster’s life is forever destroyed by a sociopathic monster. Lindsay saved her life that day, but the scars bind her to the house without a future.

Now, eight years later, Lindsay saves her once again, only this time he’s playing for keeps.

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Brian had scarred her flesh. Lindsay could scar her soul. She couldn’t let him. She couldn’t let herself… want him. Not again. She’d had the stupidest crush on him when she’d first come to his office.

He backed her up against the leather table. Nowhere to run. Her heart pounded so hard in her chest she could hear it. She couldn’t think straight. She hated him. No… he was scaring her. No… God, why did he smell so fucking good? And the lack of a shirt… it was doing things to her.

He usually wore a suit. Business attire. Professional Shrink Wear. It covered up the physique he’d obviously worked hard for. She’d seen him in the gym on days off, or late in the evenings. Brian had the reputation for being the fitness buff, but Lindsay put in the time quietly without drawing much attention.

As recently as that morning, the doctor had just “been there”. Someone she despised, but otherwise nothing special. She hadn’t seen him this way since before the house. Shannon wanted to keep the more confusing hatred. This… yearning was more than she could stand.

“Why can’t you do this with me?” he asked with that professional practiced interest he was so skilled at.

“Because I fucking hate you.”

His hand moved to the back of her neck, threading through her hair, cradling her. He pulled her to him, his mouth covering hers in a kiss far more gentle than the danger in his eyes.

Against every normal instinct, she sighed and sort of… melted… against him. She missed this, so much. It had been so long since she’d been kissed like this—by anyone. It had been long before the house even. The last man who’d kissed her this way had been her last master. And he’d tossed her aside without a thought in the end.

You couldn’t trust a kiss like this. It was a lie to lower your defenses. A trap. It could never mean all the things it promised. But she wanted to believe it. She wanted to fall into it and pretend and believe just for a little while. Would that be so wrong?

Shannon pulled away from him, and then, as if to put extra punctuation on it, she put her hands on his chest and pushed him away. “This isn’t real. I don’t want your pity.”

He gripped her chin and forced her to look up at him. He was so tall. Had he always been this tall?

“Hear me. I want you. So get this pity nonsense out of your head. I want you. I’ve always wanted you. From the first moment you walked into my office. Now disrobe and get on the table like I told you to.”

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only--you · 3 years

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The Baptist ✰

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Warnings/ Blood, Violence, strong language, substance abuse, choking, needles, insinuated sexual references, and potential smut. Viewer discretion advised.

A/N - Hello!!! So, um, I literally haven’t updated this Fanfic since 2019 but I started replaying Far Cry 5 again and it made me in the mood to continue writing this! I hope this chapter is enjoyable, I figured I’d give you a good chunk of the story to read since I’ve been on hiatus. Moving forward, I intended on updating. Due to me being sort of, ‘flakey,’ I’m not going to set a schedule for updating. When the mood strikes, I’ll write! I also have bad writers block so I do hope I can update again soon but who knows! Anyway, it feels really refreshing being back and even if I don’t update, I’ll still be reblogging FC5 content! Bye bye!!!

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Delaney risks her safety so she can help a prisoner escape John’s bunker with her newborn son, Travis. Delaney, Eve, and Travis pay a special pyromaniac and an aviator a visit.

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𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚢'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

I went upstairs to my room with Boomer following closely behind me. “Sharky, I’m going to go to bed. Wake me up tomorrow once you get up.” I say opening my door. “Delaney, I wanted to tell you something.” “What’s up, Sharky?” He comes into my room and sits on my desk chair. He starts talking about how we first met, the feelings he started growing for me, etc. I zone out for a bit and start thinking about the day I left to go arrest Joseph Seed. He was acting strange. “I know you like me and I’ve started growing feelings for you too. I just need time to think because I’m technically still with John.” I said to him. He just sat there and said nothing. After about 10 minutes of sitting there in silence, he got up from my desk chair, walked over to me, and kissed me. “Well, let me know how things work out with John,” Sharky said as he left my room. I sat there in shock for about 10 minutes before I got changed and went to bed.

𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚂𝚔𝚒𝚙

𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚢'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

Sharky never came into my room to wake me up, instead, Nick came in to get me. “Delaney, you have to wake up,” Nick said as he rolled me over in my bed. “Where’s Sharky?” I asked. Nick left the room before he could even answer me. I decided to get up and go downstairs. When I walk downstairs I see Sharky eating breakfast so I decide to join. I grabbed a glass from the cabinet and poured myself a cup of orange juice. “How come you didn’t wake me up this morning?” I said as I walked over to the stool underneath the counter. “I did come in but you told me that you wanted five more minutes, then I got side-tracked by taking Boomer out for a walk.” Sharky said with a mouth full of waffles. “So, Nick, how’s Kim and the baby?” I asked as I grabbed a plate of waffles and sat down next to Sharky. “Kim is doing great actually! I was hoping you could meet-up with them because me and Kim have something special to tell you.” He finished up the rest of the waffles and joined us for breakfast. Boomer came over and sat down next to me begging for some food scraps. “Here, you pain. You’re lucky I love you.” I cut a tiny piece of waffle off that didn’t have any syrup and threw on the floor. Boomer excitedly ran over to where it landed and vacuumed it up. I felt a tap on my shoulder so I turned over and noticed it was Sharky. “Can we talk privately about what happened last night?” He said to me jerking his head to the back room where we could talk. “Sure.” I got up and followed him to the back room and sat down on the end of the bed. “So...um...I guess my main concern is how you’re feeling about what happened.” Sharky said as he sat down next to me. “Well, I’m going to be completely honest..I’m feeling very conflicted. I don’t know, I mean, I definitely feel like I have feelings for you but apart of me also has feelings for John still.” As I said this, I instantly saw Sharky’s face drop. I put my hand on his, “listen, Sharky, I’ll always love you. I hope you know this. Even if we aren’t dating each other, you’ll always be a special person in my life. Look, things might not even last with me and John if I’m being blunt. I tried arresting his brother, I’m literally killing his brother’s followers, like who knows what might happen.” I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. After I did so, I got up from the bed, “listen, I have to go. Meet me at the Spread Eagle later tonight.” I went upstairs to my room and got changed into my deputy uniform. I walked by my guest bedroom that Eve was staying in. “Hey girl. You can stay here as long as you want. However, I think it’d be better if you stayed in the secret room in my basement. I’m pretty sure John knows that I snuck you out and brought you here. Talk to Sharky, he’ll know what I’m talking about.” I said as I hugged her. “Thank you so much, Delaney. Hey, listen, be careful out there. I admire what you’re doing for Hope County.” I smiled and mouthed, ‘thank you,’ to her. I saw Nick heading out the door. “Hey!! Nick, I’m free to run by your place before I head back to the bunker. I’d love to meet your daughter.” I said as I ran down the steps to catch up with him. “Sure thing, D! Let’s go!” Nick said as we walked out the front door.

𝚃𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍… †

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