#sinnersfolly

    Hope County was an odd place. It was an odd place full of odd people that Staci, despite his best effort, could not understand. Danny, however, was different amongst the odd people. He was a little nugget of sanity that forced Staci to keep a level head. And Danny was more than that too! He was a mentor, a figure to trust and a figure he could believe in. So, when Danny offered to take Staci under his wing, who was Staci to decline?

    He had invited Danny over to his place, just an apartment on the second floor of its complex. It was nothing much, and Staci spent some time cleaning it up before Danny came over. The Rookie had to make a good impression, he had to prove that he was worth the talk. He had to prove to Danny that he deserved to exist and fight by Danny and Joey’s side.

    Well. Maybe that “deserving” thing was another one of the thoughts he needed to get rid of.

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i’ve been stalking Taylor for a really long time now. no joke. back when Joseph was active, i was always watching her and read her replies while being absolutely amazed by the stuff she produces. i still am lol. her writing is just so vivid, you read it and you feel like you’re right there. she definitely knows how to keep threads interesting! also, all the love and enthusiasm she puts into the characters she’s writing is extremely visible. you will notice the effort she puts into the development and her headcanons. i really enjoy reading her stuff on the dash, even if ajay’s not involved lol. to put it simply, taylor’s an inspiration for me. and i’m so glad that i’m friends with her! following her on all her blogs is definitely worth it! not only her writing and her muses are amazing, but also her as a person! super nice, super welcoming and such a lovely personality! always trying to help out and always keeping the positivity going! i do consider myself one of her biggest fans haha ♥

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    The hum on Faith’s lips was distant, seemingly belonging more to the air around her rather than her own vocal chords. It carried through the field, in the wind, and she knew that somewhere those deep in the Bliss could hear it, too. And they were at peace. Her attention was far from the woman cleaning her knife, more concerned with tracing the shape of bliss flower petals with pale fingers. But Hannah, the Harbinger, the right hand of the newest Mountain Herald, spoke and a small smile pulled at Faith’s lips. 

    “You really know how to flatter me,” she said, amusement in her tone. Faith stood then, stepping towards her, towards the woman who was barely anyone she recognized now, their old lives together nothing more than a foggy fragment of the past. She paused, looking down at the knife, and she reached up, one finger on the blade’s tip to push it away from her face. 

    “I was meant to be here. This has always been my purpose.” The words sounded hollow on her tongue, almost scripted, but she spoke them nonetheless. “I live for my followers now. They need faith. They need someone to guide them to Eden’s Gate. If that means I have to give up a piece of myself... then that’s the way it has to be.” 

@sinnersfolly // ( a wild ask! )

It wasn’t his first sermon given, but it was the first in the bunker. The collapsehad come just as Joseph foresaw and just as the Voice had warned him of. Itdidn’t take long after Joseph’s death for the explosions. The bombs went offand they were ready for it. There had been plenty of time to save the Project’speople, to safeguard and protect. Those outside of the Project may have theirown bunkers to retreat to, but some may not have enough supplies to last the timeit would take for the earth to be safe once more. They weren’t Alex’s concernbut he couldn’t help but worry forthem. When they had all gathered into their bunkers, he’d gone to the room withthe radios and found a frequency to contact Dutch. The old man had survived,had some people with him. Word was there were pockets of survivors across Hope County.

That was good. Even better was the fact that the newheralds had survived as well, had each taken to their bunker and reported agood number of supplies. They’d have to be careful with rationing but they were prepared. The Seed siblings had seteverything up and left it for the next generation to inherit the earth. Alex doesn’tknow how to feel about that so he does his best not to. Sometimes that’sdifficult, especially while standing at a podium, speaking Joseph’s words –– a hintof his own personality mixing into them and turning the sermons into something else. Something hopeful and morereminiscent of forgiveness. A lesson that should carry into the world to comeso they can take the right steps forward.

They look at him for guidance and he has to delegate itto the people he trusts. Like Sara turned Faith. Staci, who turned tormentor.

And trickling on down from there, to those like Hannah who assisted the heralds.He sees her lingering while he speaks with some of the believers. She’s patient.Once the last of the faithful leave the room they’d set up as the church ofsorts, he takes a seat in a pew. Alex feels decades older than he is. Doubly sowhen there are men and women twice his age calling him Father now. He rubs hishands over his face, slouching forward. Hannah doesn’t approach, but pitchesher voice to be heard in the silence. “Didyou know?” He waits for her to clarify. “Did you knowthat this was going to happen to us?”

Alex gestures for her to take a seat. If not besidehim, then somewhere near enough to where he can look at her when he talks. Hewaits for her to approach, doesn’t force her to sit if she doesn’t, but doeslift his chin, hands dropping to hang between his knees. “Joseph was the one that knew everything.” His lips twist to oneside, a bit of a sardonic smile to be seen, gone in a flash. “No. If I had known I .  .  . Inever would’ve brought you both here. To endure what happened.” His eyes godistant and his fingers roll through the bracelet of sorts at his left wrist.Like Joseph’s and so very unlike Joseph’s. “Ididn’t believe in any of this untilJoseph took me from John, showed mewhat I’d forgotten.” It’s a story he hasn’t shared with anyone. Not withJohn, not with Faith nor Staci. Nobody.He tilts forward, stands up and walks towards the podium where his copy of thebook was. He takes it in hand, flipping it open and taking out a polaroid frominside. It’s held out for her to grasp, to look at for herself. The colors are faded but it’sa picture of a younger Joseph Seed, surrounded by children. Alex taps at a child nearlyout of frame, beanie tugged on over errant curls and a confused look on hisface.

“Y’said ya wanted to talk to me? Everything alright?” Cole handed her a cold beer, unsure if she even wanted one, and then cracked open his own with a skilled twist of his hand. It wasn’t unusual for them to meet like this - but the nature of her request had him a bit on edge.

She seemed serious, like she had something important to tell him.

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they’ve got at least an hour before they’re due to leave for the annual hope county christmas party down at the spread eagle – joey’s on the couch, feet up on the coffee table, a stack of reports in her lap. there never seems to be a time when the deputy is not catching up on work.but she does catch the eye of her senior deputy over her reports, as he proudly waves a santa hat at her -- a big GRIN on his face. ❝ aren’t the reindeer antlers ENOUGH for you? ❞      she sighs, an eyebrow raising as she leans forward to gesture to the pair of antlers sat waiting on the table. she’s even picked out a red flannel shirt for the occasion. FESTIVE. she has to admit, though, this is a TEMPTING OFFER -- especially when he smiles like that. god, danny barrett’s smile could light up the darkest room. she plucks the hat from his hands, as if considering it. she places her reports to the side, looking up at him.❝ here’s what i’m thinking. . . i’ll dress up as mrs. claus for you -- but only if when we get home. . . i get to do whatever i want with you. ❞     now she’s got her own grin on her face,     ❝ deal? ❞

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