#Hancock: O-oh???

[shima-draws]

Quick messy Sanlu doodle while I am going Through It emotionally

#BITING MY NAILS I'M AT IMPEL DOWN NOW. HELP #Sanlu #Lusan #Sanji #Luffy #Monkey D Luffy #Black Leg Sanji #Shima arts #Doodles #Art #Digital art #Hancock: Luffy I'll do anything for y-- #Luffy: Mannn. I miss my boyfriend #Hancock: #Hancock: O-oh??? #THAT'S HOW IT WENT RIGHT. LMAOO #shima-draws

[theghoulshat]

thank you for feeding the ghoulfuckers 🙏 if you’re up for it i have this prompt floating around in my head where fem reader acts provocative to get hancock all wound up in public, maybe by sitting in his lap or whispering filthy things etc etc. how he deals with her teasing is up to you. 👀

Like a Spring

John Hancock x F!Reader pinned info — send me a request — masterlist MDNI 🔞 established relationship, teasing, groping, cursing, semi-public sex, talk of exhibitionism, oral (m!receiving), praise kink, unprotected p in v (wrap it up, folks) & irradiated creampie. word count: 1,826

Hancock was always the teaser, and rarely ever the teasee. When you had your moments where you wanted to rile him up - wind him up like one of those old, pre-War toys with the little, silver keys on the back - you were not the kind of person to be all out with it. You were calculating and careful. You didn't want to let him know what you were up to.

But John Hancock was a very smart man. He knew what you had planned - and yet, he had no plans to stop you - he wanted to see it through. He liked it when you went wild and acted a little different from time to time. (Confident might even be a more appropriate word.) It kept him on his toes! He really enjoyed the spontaneity of it all. But most importantly - he loved you and the smirk that would grace your lips.

Just like the one you had now, as he glanced at you from his mayor's desk. And the one you had bore just hours earlier, during his public address. As he tried to boost the morale of Goodneighbor, you were more interested in getting him worked up in front of everybody. If a ghoul could blush, Hancock's cheeks would be bright red at the way you groped his ass from behind.

Luckily, the balcony was high up enough that nobody could see what you were doing. As he leant away from the balcony, his eyes remained on his gathered subjects, while you whispered seductively in his ear. "You should use that silver tongue of yours against me tonight."

Yeah, no wonder he noticed what you were planning. Even though you had hoped to keep him guessing on when you'd pounce on him, you both knew that he knew, and was ready and waiting for it.

"Something on your mind, love?" His gravelly voice doesn't hide his exhaustion. He had been working with papers all day. He had mayoral duties that he decided to deal with in a timely fashion, but that also meant he couldn't focus all of his attention on you. While you understood he was a busy man, you were still envious of the attention being directed at seemingly everyone else, and never you. It was an exaggeration, of course, but you were feeling needy.

And the ghoul sat at that large, wooden desk, with his red frock coat and his tricorn hat, was the only person in the Commonwealth who could fulfil those needs.

"Oh, it's nothing, John." You wave off his words, the smirk still present as you stalked your way over to his side. "What're you working on?" You feign interest in his work, trying to keep him from guessing what you had planned next.

"I know you better than you know yourself." He shakes his head and chuckles at your attempt. He saw right through you. "You don't want to know jack-shit about this kind of stuff."

"Yes I do!" You gasp, a hand against your chest as if he had just said something truly offensive. But you both knew that you were just joking around with each other. The mischievous grins on both your faces said enough.

"Fine... you caught me." You sigh, pouting like a child who got caught with a hand in the cookie jar. "I just wanted to make sure that you remembered I existed, is all." You were being dramatic, but you knew how to get under Hancock's skin. You bat your lashes at him and it almost has Hancock reaching out and yanking you onto his lap.

But he refrains. Not because he wanted to, but because he had to. He was due to have a meeting any minute now with KL-E-O, about her store's stock running lower than normal. He'd much rather bend you over his desk and take what was rightfully his, but he couldn't risk it. He had an image to uphold, after all.

You, however, did not mind the idea of tainting that image little by little. And what better way to do exactly that than to leave lingering touches all over his body, when nobody was looking? The sweet nothings you had whispered into his ear were already getting to both of his heads. Having a hard-on while in a meeting would be Hell for the ghoul, but KL-E-O wouldn't make any note of it. Right?

She might, however, notice the way he'd twitch and almost jump out of his chair as your lips slowly wrapped around him. You were being purposefully slow, but you also didn't want to make too much noise. Kneeling under his desk was a little bit painful, because the floor was a little rough, but you tried not to think about it as you bobbed your head slowly up and down his veiny length.

You hollowed your cheeks as your eyes watched him like a hawk. He was doing surprisingly well with keeping his reactions under wraps, but you could tell he was getting close by the way his cock twitched inside your mouth. You wanted him to cum. His release had the kind of taste you expected, but with an irradiated kick. But you always had some Radaway handy, just in case it ever became too much for you. Hancock always made sure you had it, because he wanted to keep his pretty girl alive and well.

"Mayor, are you feeling alright?" KL-E-O's mechanical voice pipes up, and Hancock has to blink as he steadies himself, his hands curled into fists on top of the desk.

"Yeah, I'm alright, KL-E-O." He grunts in pleasure, but attempts to cover the sound with a misplaced cough. KL-E-O couldn't show any expressions on her face, but it was clear that even she didn't believe him.

"Alright. Well, that will be all, then." She twists around and the sound of the Assaultron model's footsteps stomping away was enough indication to you that you could finally speed up with your motions. Noises be damned.

Hancock's breath hitches as he finally looks back down at you, his rough hand finding a place on the back of your head. "Jesus, love, your mouth feels so fucking good." He growls as his hand presses you further down on his cock, the tip of it brushing against the back of your throat. "You're a sly little minx, aren't you?"

You gag slightly, tears forming in your eyes, but you swallow down the urge as you tuck your thumbs in, ready to let him use your throat like a fleshlight so he could finally reach the release he had been holding off this entire time. You smile up at him with your eyes, trying to act innocent despite the lewd situation you were in.

"Fuck! I'm about to cum, love!" He bites down harshly on his bottom lip as he lets go. Your nose was up against his abdomen, and your tears silently slipped down your cheeks as his irradiated cum burned its way down your throat. It was a pleasurable kind of burning, though, and you made sure to swallow every drop.

"Good girl. You did so well." He whispers down at you, his thumbs gentle as they wiped away your pleasure-filled tears. You couldn't help but press your thighs together as his praise caused your pussy to clench over nothing. You need him, badly, and he could tell just by looking at your lust-filled eyes that you wanted more.

And like any good mayor should, John was happy to fulfil all of his subjects' wants and needs.

Bending you over his desk, he removes your bottom half of clothes with great ease. He audibly groans at the sight of your arousal. He could practically smell it coming off of you, and he was already getting hard again. Even without the help of chems, John's refractory period was surprisingly quick. You wondered if that was just how he was, or if that was because he was a ghoul... You made a mental note to ask him sometime. For now, though, you wanted to focus on the feeling of his veiny, scarred cock as it slowly entered you from behind.

You moan as he stretches you out from the inside. Your gummy walls clamp around him, already wanting to milk him of everything he was worth. Hancock can't help but chuckle by your ear as his chest presses against your back. "Someone's needy." He teases you, his teeth gently grazing your earlobe.

"Please, John - fuck me!" You can't help but whine and beg for him almost instantly. His cock was the best you had ever had, and every time you two would get down and dirty, it felt like the first time all over again.

"As you wish, love." His hips instantly start smacking against your ass as he pistons in and out of you. You let out a small yelp as you grip at the edge of the desk, your nails digging into the wood to the point it was bound to make marks in the vinyl.

While one his hands grips onto your hip, the other wraps around your throat. He wasn't going to choke you - he just gave it a small, gentle squeeze. It was an oddly comforting contrast compared to the way he was fucking you against his desk like a wild animal. Your eyes flutter shut as the tip of his cock pounds against your g-spot, your words becoming garbles of his name and a warning of your impending orgasm.

"Let go for me, love. Be a good girl and cum all over my cock." His permission was all you needed. You cry out as your walls squeeze around him, your thighs jittering as the pleasure runs through your entire body. You can barely catch your breath as he follows suit, painting your walls with his cum.

You let out a low moan as it burns your insides. You were used to it by now, but you would still need some Radaway later. For now, though, you wanted to keep the feeling going. As his release slowly poured out of your hole, Hancock sat back on his chair and watched it drip down your thighs with a small chuckle and a lopsided smirk.

"Beautiful..." He comments softly, his hands gentle as they gripped onto your wrists and pulled you onto his lap. "I just might have to bend you over that balcony next time. Show the people of Goodneighbor just how beautiful you are while you cum all over my cock."

That was an offer you certainly couldn't refuse as you nuzzled your face into the scarred skin of his neck. "I thought you had an image to uphold?" You tease him, before he pecks you on the lips. He makes sure to look into your eyes as he growls at you with his next set of words:

"It's time for a makeover, then. Don't you agree?"

#john hancock x fem!reader #john hancock x reader #john hancock x sole survivor #fallout x reader #x reader #john hancock fanfiction #john hancock one shot #john hancock imagine #fallout fanfiction #fallout fanfic #john hancock #fallout

[leakyweep]

Boa Hancock x Reader - Taking Care

Anon; could you please write sub!boa? I've been looking for good ones but cannot find one at all :(( thank you </3.

A/N; anon - YOUR BRAIN it's so big *kisses you* i hope you like! i'm sorry this took so long </3

Warnings; afab reader, fingering, squirting, tribbing, submissive boa, dominant-ish reader, nicknames (my love, baby, my darling)

Words; 0.8k

Minors DNI

The squelching noises of the Empress’s pussy filled the room like a melody, making your core light up in anticipation. Her moans and begs were only spurring you on, encouraging your fingers to propel quicker and curl into Boa’s sweetest spot as she arched her back. You had her pinned between your immovable, strong body and the plush mattress, her legs smothered with your own as you fingered her needy cunt. She was squirming and writhing beneath you, clutching at her sheets for some kind of purchase.

“Didn’t you ask for this, my love? The least you can do is stay still for me.” Your voice was like honey to her ears, her torso quitting its thrashing and taking your fingers deep into her core obediently. She wasn’t used to being at someone’s mercy– but being that it was you, wonderful, beautiful you, she couldn’t help but wonder what your dominant side was like. She had never expected this.

“I’m sorry, darling,” she gasped, running her slender fingers through your hair, “I- I just wasn’t expecting to get such treatment- oh-” Her voice was high pitched and her cunt pulsed around your digits as she came, your fingertips pressing deliciously against her cervix.

You smiled and worked her through her orgasm, admiring the way her eyebrows furrowed, the bow of her back, the pink flush of her porcelain skin. She was as beautiful as she was passionate; and this only drew you closer to her. You enjoyed being taken care of by her, being taken by her fingers or her strap; the dominant woman was more than willing to meet your needs and then some. However, you wanted to return all of these feelings ten fold if only to show her the care she granted you.

With a wet squelch, you pulled your digits from your lover’s cunt and smiled up at her. She returned a hazy, half-lidded look in response, her apple cheeks as red as her satin sheets as she muttered, “M-My dearest, let me–” 

“Shhh…” You filled her mouth with your shiny fingers, an artful smile on your lips. “Let your dearest show you how you make them feel. I want you to get the full experience.”

Boa’s eyes turned bashful, though the way her tongue twisted through your wet-laced fingers gave her away. You knew that she wanted you- to rub her pussy against yours to feel so delicious in her core. It was one of her favorite love-making activities. 

You lifted one of her legs, kneeling above her with a sly smile. Her features were pulled together in a pleasured furrow, her pink bottom lip pressed between her teeth. She was clutching the bed sheets in stark anticipation, gazing up at you as if you were her own deity. Your hand wrapped around her ankle as you positioned your dripping cunt above your love’s, sighing out in relief once you felt her wet press against yours. Your hips seemed to move on their own accord as you began to work her pussy, your glistening folds stroking hers so perfectly. You two always seemed to fit together like a puzzle piece.

Boa’s dark curtain of hair brushed past her tits, mouth agape in an o-shape of pleasure. Grabbing her chin, you forced her lowering gaze to your own bold one, placing a thumb on her tongue and riding her harder.

“So wet for me, baby,” you reveled, using your free hand to pinch her nipple between your thumb pointer finger. They puckered under your touch, skin tightening as she let out a pitiful moan.

“Only for you, darling-” she gasped, feeling your clit bump her own in beautiful harmony, “You’re the only one who can take such good care of my pussy.” She said the words quietly, as if she were too afraid to say them aloud. Also, your thumb was pressing down further towards her throat, causing her words to come out dumbly. 

She was truly at a loss for words until she felt her thighs tightening and her toes curling, her cunt spasming wildly as she cried out your name, uncaring if the whole island of Amazon Lily were to hear. “Yes- there! Fuck me there!” She leaned up to grip your hips, grinding them into her cunt harder, until there was not a smidgen of space or atoms between the two of your cunts. “M’ gonna cum, my darling! M’ g-gonna-”

“Go ahead, my lovely. Just let it out. I’ll be here to fuck you into the mattress all night.”

In an instant, Boa’s cum was squirting onto you, leaving you messy and wet as you finished her off, riding her into the plushy sheets beneath to pull every ounce of pleasure from her body to her core. You smiled proudly at the sticky strands of desire that connected the two of you and thanked the stars for such a wonderful partner, in and out of the bedroom.

While she could be stubborn and self-centered, you two brought out the best in each other, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

#requests #boa hancock x reader #boa hancock x you #boa x reader #boa x you #one piece smut #liv writes #boa #spicy #boa hancock #op #fanfic

[luffyvace]

Boa Hancock & Neferatari Vivi x female reader for women’s day!!

ik I’m late to women’s day guys!! But I’m still gonna participate! (Totally not an excuse to write for some of my fav op girls that I haven’t written much for yet)

Hancock x a fem reader would be like the ultimate alternative timeline to her not falling in love with luffy lol

let’s say your in the kuja pirates specifically,

that would make more sense as to how you got closer since your on the same crew and obviously get to interact with her more versus just fan girling in the crowd lolol 😂

just the same as luffy, she’d realized her love for you after getting worried for your safety and feeling ill (love sick 😀) mid expedition at the fact that you might be hurt

when everyone gets back to the boat she tried to unsuspectingly scope you out (tried because she was actually frantically searching for someone and wouldn’t say who as everyone panicked-) and as soon as she saw you she sighed in relief! But soon after, she started blushing and she felt a warm fuzzy feeling!

what was this? Is this what they call..? Love?!

it was such a joyous feeling..! She couldn’t believe she was feeling such intense emotions at your presence alone!

”Lady hebihime!! Are you all right?!”

”Lady hebihime!! Are you all right?!”

”Lady hebihime!! Are you all right?!”

”all right..!”

”right..!”

”right..”

Your words echoed over and over again in Hancock’s spinning head. You..we’re worrying for her?! Your so…kind!- So!- so!- your such a selfless woman!!

and yeah that’s pretty much how it went HAHAH

you can pretty much guess you’ll get special treatment from then on, she’s in love with you after all!! Naturally it’s her duty to protect her lover! 😊 (you haven’t even asked her out yet Hancock! - Glorisa)

she invites you into the palace and gives you the best food and treatment straight away!! Put your feet up dear! Are you hot? tired? Do you need water?? “Hurry up and bring the giant fans! My lover is hot!”

no pun intended even though you are 😉

“lover..? Lady hebihime..! May I ask what your talking about..😅”

”o-oh! W-well..I was just thinking…maybe…we could go on a date..?! ☺️😅”

“ME?? Hebihime!! I- I’m honored but what brought this about?! This is….strangely sudden, you know? Not trying to be rude!-”

”Hancock!”

”eh??- I mean!- hebihim-”

”Hancock!! Y-you..can call me Hancock..if you’d like!- I mean if you’d prefer to call me something else like a pet name, honey or dear m-maybe-…!”

”But!- hebihime-”

“-And to answer your question! What brought this about……I’m not sure myself…I have no idea actually, I found myself worrying about you and when I saw you again….When I saw you..! When I…..Kyaaa! 😍”

”Hancock!! Are you all right?! What happened!?

“ !!….You…! You!- You said my name!! This must be..! This must be!! What they call!- Engagement!~ 😍😍”

”huh?? 😀 hebihime?-“

“No! Go back! Don’t call me hebihime anymore!! We’re getting married next month so!- So call me by my name from now on! Okay honey?! 😍💗”

*mutters while being carried bridal style by Hancock* “I’m getting married…to the hebihime..😵‍💫💫”

and yes you actually did get married the next month :)

being the wife of the pirate empress is the liiiife 😎👍 you get whatever you want, whenever you want and however much you want of it!! Without a question! Your words are as absolute as sold gold on the island of women! Hancock will likely even ignore elder nyon/Glorisa for you <3

and yeah you can pretty much just imagine your dream life for the rest! Expect that to become your reality when married to Hancock bc even thanos snap can’t compare 🗿😭

Vivi is such an awesome girl - honorable mention okay? 😤👏

let’s say your not a straw hat tho :) just for funzies :3 imagine you’ve lived on alabasta just as long as she has and even infiltrated Baroque works with her. And also helped save alabasta!

best friends to lovers anyone?? Lesbian edition >:> 👩‍❤️‍👩 🧡🤍💖🏳️‍🌈

after it’s all said and done, and crocodile is defeated, you two say cya to the straw hats and you help Vivi rebuild her kingdom

somewhere during the time things start looking up as for alabasta’s cleanup, she confesses! Oops spoiler :}

“hey!!..I’ve been looking all over for you 😅”

“Oh hey Vivi! What is it?”

”oh nothing I just, well it’s not nothing…can we talk? Uh- you know..in private?”

”oh yeah sure! Come inside I was just cleaning up heheh, excuse the mess..”

“It’s nothing! Really, it’s fine no need to be so formal…we’re close, right?”

“Yeah :) what is it you wanted to talk about though? Is it something bad I’m nervous 😃”

”Oh! Nononono! Nothing bad nothing bad!-“

*sigh of relief* “hah, that’s good 😅”

*awkward yet adorable giggles come from both you and Vivi*

“well..what I wanted to talk about was…us, as in…who we are”

“Oh no Vivi don’t come out and tell me we’re aliens now we’ve barely finished cleaning up alabasta! 😭😂😂”

”what?? Hey! No! I-I’m trying to be serious here! 🤦‍♀️“

”OH! Oops 😄 go ahead go ahead!”

“I meant who we are as in, as a….relationship! Like- um..we’re friends right? Soo..if we could be……”

“Vivi..you mean..?”

”YEAH! 😭😅 I mean if- if we could be..more, if- if you want if not we can just stay friends-“

”No! I- hahah, I honestly never thought you’d ask, like- literally! I’ve kinda been waiting but you never did so is assumed-“

lots of awkward laughing and explaining of feelings ensue from there 💗(🏳️‍🌈😜)

actually being in a relationship with her includes training, yes training, because you never know what could happen. Just as crocodile happened and no one knew he would. So from now on she wants to be prepared, she refuses to be blindsided again—for the sake of her people!

she’s a cute mix of awkward, kind and a tad bit shy 💗 it’s like, she almost wouldn’t know how to act around you if you weren’t so close, but you are! So that makes things easier :)

she’s highly knowledgeable and I feel she’d have quiet a bit of hobbies. if you like to do similar things she’d love to partake in those activities with you! But if you have different interests, exploring each one as you teach her about them would be fun too! <3

Vivi is a literally princess, which means as her lover you get princess treatment! 😘 (all puns intended) She can afford it after all! Pell and Vivi’s father would adore you! You make Vivi so happy, how can they not?!

she talks about you more often than you know 🤫 “Dad!! Don’t tell her that!- it’s kind of embarrassing you know?!” oops Vivi heard him

well anyway 😊

Vivi is a very caring and protective lover as seen with Nami (when she stayed by her side the whole time she was ill). So of course that’s not any different when it comes to you, it’s highly likely Vivi knows first aid so if you get a minor injury? Be more careful!! 🩹❤️‍🩹💋 A major injury?! Hurry! Rush her to the royal hospital! Quickly! Giver her the best treatment! It’s okay, relax, she’s here 💖

Vivi will be with you through thick and thin and her loyalty is unwavering. She may not be the strongest banana in the bunch but she’ll certainly defend you with all she has if it comes down to it! 😤💪

Also!!! Can’t believe I haven’t mentioned this yet!!- Karoo!!!! Karoo loves you <33 Vivi thinks your bond is adorable, especially how Karoo always lets you ride on him :} you bring him snacks and drinks and he runs to you each time. If your tired of walking he’ll carry you without complaints as well so that’s a perk!

I feel the other spot billed ducks would love you as well! Karoo probably tells them how great you are 🤗 You might even like one of them enough to make them your duck! (I would, they seem cooler than a freezer 😎👍)

Okayyy~ lovely readers, followers and anyone new here..!

I hope you enjoyed these headcanons!!~

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[bestsynthpop]

Synthpop Bracket 1: Round 1 matchups

Thomas Dolby: Europa and the Pirate Twins vs. Howard Jones: What Is Love?

M: Pop Muzik vs. Missing Persons: Destination Unknown

Sparks: Cool Places vs. Spandau Ballet: To Cut A Long Story Short

Company B: Fascinated vs. Soft Cell: Tainted Love

The Buggles: Video Killed the Radio Star vs. Prince: Raspberry Beret

Magazine 60: Don Quichotte vs. Visage: Fade to Grey

Erasure: Oh L'Amour vs. Giorgio Moroder: Chase

Bronski Beat: Smalltown Boy vs. Peter Gabriel: Shock the Monkey

Sparks: Number One Song In Heaven vs. Strawberry Switchblade: Michael Who Walks By Night

Camouflage: The Great Commandment vs. The Human League: (Keep Feeling) Fascination

Tubeway Army: Are Friends Electric vs. a-ha: Take On Me

Kate Bush: Running Up That Hill vs. Ministry: Every Day is Halloween

Laurie Anderson: O Superman vs. Shriekback: Nemesis

ABC: The Look of Love vs. Pet Shop Boys: It's a Sin

The Human League: Don't You Want Me vs. Herbie Hancock: Rockit

Heaven 17: (We Don't Need This) Fascist Groove Thang vs. Newcleus: Jam On It

Falco: Der Kommissar vs. Til Tuesday: Voices Carry

New Order: Blue Monday vs. Electronic: Getting Away With It

Debbie Deb: When I Hear Music vs. Sandra: Maria Magdalena

Men Without Hats: Safety Dance vs. Ultravox: Vienna

Baltimora: Tarzan Boy vs. The Nails: 88 Lines About 44 Women

Thomas Dolby: She Blinded Me With Science vs. Tom Tom Club: Genius of Love

Book of Love: Pretty Boys and Pretty Girls vs. Pet Shop Boys: West End Girls

Siouxsie and the Banshees: Cities In Dust vs. Howard Jones: New Song

Fad Gadget: Collapsing New People vs. Jun Togawa: Suki Suki Daisuki

Exposé: Point of No Return vs. Sly Fox: Let's Go All the Way

New Order: Bizarre Love Triange vs. Bananarama: Cruel Summer

Devo: Girl U Want vs. Bronski Beat: Hit that Perfect Beat

Erasure: A Little Respect vs. Talking Heads: Burning Down the House

Anything Box: Living in Oblivion vs. David Bowie: Ashes to Ashes

Peter Schilling: Major Tom vs. The The: Infected

Devo: Whip It vs. The B-52s: Rock Lobster

#bracket 1 #round 1

[kazenomegaminowanpisu]

Hey! I had the idea for a headcanon with the monster + ace trio with someone kissing them at a party and they think it's their s/o, but when they open their eyes, they see that it's not their s/o at all and their real s/o looks at them in shock ! and please don't make the s/o stupid 😭, and for more angst could you put a person the boys know ( ex boa hancock for luffy ) 👩‍🦯

Op boys with someone kissing them at the party and they think that Is their s/o but it's not

Warning: Angst, Getting kissed, jealousy, words, (Mistakes so ignore it), Fem reader, some part will be kinda (Dirty)

Feat: Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Ace

I'm going to use some fem characters from one piece so they might be shipped on the character. But please don't hate for doing this.

I'm going to post 6 Canons today so stay tuned ＼(^o^)／

Luffy

slightly drunk cause of the heavy beer he was drinking. his vision is spinning because of the alcohol. that's why he sat on the chair and rested. "I'm dizzy, where is y/n?" Luffy asked questioningly complained.

"Luffy-san?" Luffy heard a female voice. but his eyes remained closed. thinking you are that girl, he lets her sit on his thigh. "I missed you Luffy" Luffy just smiled. and just for a few moments Luffy felt that the woman had already kissed him. He grabbed the woman's waist and kissed her back. "Luffy!!" Luffy slowly opened his eyes. he got surprised to see Hancock kissing him. Luffy immediately pushed Hancock and he immediately came to you.

but thinking luffy was cheating on you. you immediately slapped him and after that you left crying. while luffy was left stunned and unable to believe everything that happened.

Zoro

zoro is sleeping on the table where you left him. and there he waited for you to return. because you told him that you were just going to fix your make up in the bathroom. "Zoro-kun?" He heard a familiar voice. he opened his eyes a little. and when he saw the woman's dress, he closed his eyes again thinking that you were the woman he saw. the woman sat beside him and held his hand. "You're still handsome zoro" the woman tilted Zoro's head and pressed a kiss on his lips. and by the time you came back. you saw zoro kissing another woman. "Zoro!!" Zoro quickly opened his eyes. and he was surprised to see Hiyori kissing him. he immediately stood up and turned to you. "Wait, you had a same dress as her?" Hiyori just grinned.

You immediately approached Hiyori and pulled her hair. "You slut!!!" and the people inside the bar immediately looked at you. "Stop it now y/n!!" you immediately looked at zoro and slapped his face. "fuck you Zoro!!!" you immediately left zoro at the bar. zoro immediately followed you. but you can't talk to him anymore.

Sanji

sanji was already a little drunk because of the wine he had been drinking. he is waiting for you to come back. because you told him that you forgot something at your house and you need to go back to take it. Sanji bowed down because he was starting to feel dizzy. "sanji-kun? Is that you?" when sanji heard the woman's Voice he leaned on the bench. "finally you're here y/n" the woman sat on his lap. "Oh miss y/n" the woman cupped Sanji's cheeks. The girl immediately kissed Sanji. but sanji just let it go thinking you were that girl.

"sanji I got my present for-" you were immediately stopped from speaking when you saw sanji kissing a girl. you slowly approached the girl who was kissing sanji. "You bitch" you immediately pulled the woman's hair. "Ahhh!" the woman screamed in pain. Sanji immediately opened his eyes, and he saw that you were hurting his ex fiance, Pudding. "wait y/n chan!" You immediately looked at Sanji and threw your bag at him. "I won't hit you because I don't want my beautiful hands to be dirty by a dirty person like you!!"

only then did sanji realize that you were not the girl he was kissing. And it was pudding.

"I'll just waste my time with you guys!" You leave crying while Sanji still can't believe what happened.

Ace

all his friends started drinking so he started drinking alcohol too. and that didn't wait any longer. in just a few moments he was hit by drunkenness. "ace are you ok?" Ace immediately pulled the woman's waist thinking it was you because of the similarity of your voices. "Ohh" the woman immediately kissed ace which surprised everyone.

when the door suddenly opened. and you saw ace kissing another girl. you couldn't stop screaming. "what the Fuck Ace!!!" Ace immediately opened his eyes. and he was immediately surprised to see that you were not the girl he was kissing. he immediately pushed the woman. "wait y/n let me explain!" You immediately approached Ace and slapped his face.

"I trust you ace!!" Ace was unable to speak. you immediately left and left him crying. "what did I do?"

#One piece Canons #one piece x reader #one piece x s/o #one piece x y/n #one piece imagines #one piece angst #Luffy x reader #zoro x reader #Sanji x reader #Ace x reader #kazenomegaminowanpisu #one piece #hannaemeraldwhitedragon #writing #anime #one piece canons

[atombonniebaby]

I've had this idea in my head for a while now...

We all know how much Mac hates getting wet so how would he react when faced with the prospect of a "new" New Year's tradition introduced by his Scottish boss?

The original plan was screenshots, but I had to do a write up!...so maybe today I'll get some proper visuals...but for now I hope you enjoy this silly one shot! (And if anyone wants to do some drawings...I'd love to see some of this hilarity brought to life 🫶)

just so we're clear...Deacon's swimsuit depicted below is 100% what I Invision them all wearing variations off...because...why not? 🤣 (Oh...but not Hancock and Danse...you'll see!)

Happy New Year Tumblr Buddies! Slainte Mhath!❤️

Here's to new Wasteland Traditions

"You can't be serious..." MacCready searched the boss' face. Shit-eating grin aside, there was not a single sign of a lie.

"I'm tellin' ye lad... every year without fail... rain or shine." Nate sat down on the couch beside his young companion. "Sometimes even snow." He added after a brief pause.

"So you're telling me you dressed up and—”

"Dressing up was optional... traditionally ye just shed to yer kegs and run right in."

"Run into water?"

"Cauld, sobering, icy waters."

"I guess you Scots really are crazy," MacCready chuckled to himself, "or you're full of Brahmin crap."

"Oi," Nate elbowed him. "It's real. On the day o' the new year, we'd head tae the shore, and strip to our undergarments and bolt intae the sea. 'Tis invigoratin', got the blood pumpin' in a way nothing else did. I dinnae even reckon bein' chased by a Deathclaw could get me heart goin' as fast as that did."

MacCready laughed at the mention of the oversized lizard. "Running from a deathclaw is different. You know you'll die if you lose, running into the ocean is just stupid."

"Hypothermia is nae joke, lad... and it didnae need to be an ocean... could be a river... ye know... like that one that runs aroon' Sanctuary..."

There was something in the way the Scot was talking that made MacCready nervous. That sparkle in his eye was never a good sign. "Not on your life!”

Nate's grin only grew wider. "Oh c'mon! Ye'd be the only one bein' a wee rad-chicken! Preston, Sturges, Codsworth, the settlers around Sanctuary…and even Dugmeat all want tae do it."

"Right... and Dogmeat told you that how, exactly? Did he write it out on the dirt using a stick?"

Nate gave a belly laugh at that. "Gave me a paw."

"You are full of it." MacCready shook his head. "No way in hell am I doing this."

"No even for five hundred caps?”

"Five hundr--" MacCready choked on his words.

"Counted them maself... put them in a nice big jar ...but there is a catch... last man standin' ...or lady... gets it!"

MacCready groaned. This was stupid, beyond stupid, but the caps..."Fine."

"Attaboy!”

Sanctuary Hills Annual Loony Dook.

MacCready stared at the painted ply board sign as if it was personally insulting him. Perhaps it was. If it hadn't existed, he wouldn't have been standing out in the rain.

He glanced at the plastic blue pins of Rad-X piled up in the little shed next to the sign, blankets too. Nate was prepared for everything.

MacCready's laugh was almost incredulous. "Is that why you've been hoarding all the supplies!? Because you were planning this stupid event!?"

Nate laughed in response. "Notice that did ye?"

MacCready sighed. "How can I not notice!?"

"I hardly want folks getting sick from radiation poisoning while they're havin' fun. Now, c'mon, come help me welcome our guests," Nate elbowed him in the ribs before gesturing to the rest of Sanctuary.

"Fine!”

"Let's get the show on the road," Nate smiled, marching off toward the gates where the majority of the settlers were gathered.

"Hey, Blue!” Piper called out to them as they approached.

"Ah, monsieur! It is quite the spectacle you are throwing here today," Curie said as the two came to a stop. "I must say, I am rather excited to try this 'dooken' as you call it. The effects of immersion in such cold temperatures will be most fascinating!"

"Ye'll love it, lass," Nate replied.

"Where the Frick did you get bathing suits?" MacCready asked her, noticing the bright pink ruffled one piece she was wearing.

"As it turns out," Piper began. "Curie has a remarkable sewing ability...she even made something for you..."

"You made me something...?"

MacCready would have blushed if it weren't for how cold he was, the likelihood of any color filling his cheeks was slim to none–even with all his layers!

Curie nodded enthusiastically. "Wi, Monsieur Nate provided me with a list of attendees!"

He did what?

"Here you go!" She handed him a bundle of striped green and white fabric.

"Thanks... I think." MacCready looked at it skeptically. It was a one-piece suit of sorts. Not unlike what the girl was wearing, but with longer legs.

"Deacon's is blue and white, Preston also, but different shades! They look most handsome!"

"Why thank you, ma'am," Deacon appeared behind the doctor. "I think you look very dashing yourself."

"Merci!"

He looked ridiculous, a similarly striped suit to the one in MacCready’s hands, he guessed the red cape was his own addition.

"This IS most invigorating," followed another voice, this time belonging to a smiling tin can.

"Danse...lad..." Nate paused. "Do ye no think that's cheatin', son?"

The ex-Brotherhood Paladin just shrugged. "On the contrary, General. Without the appropriate protective clothing, my Power Armor provides no protection from the elements."

"Without protective—are you telling me you're in your birthday suit under there!?" MacCready blurted out.

Danse simply nodded. "Affirmative."

"General, your friend from Concord has arrived...and he brought company," Preston joined the fold, Minutemen blue in his bathing suit, and still wearing his hat.

"Jacob is here!?" Nate sounded more excited than he intended.

The group glanced at each other.

"Who's Jacob?" Piper asked after him.

Nate just waved her off.

"Does our good General have a secret to share?" A gravelly voice asked from behind them.

"John," MacCready turned to face the ghoul and he couldn't help it. His eyes dropped lower.

What the actual fuck!? Could that even be considered clothes? Red leather Speedo, cowboy boots and his signature hat...that was all he was wearing.

"My eyes are up here, kid," Hancock grinned as the younger man realized what he was doing.

"Wha--I wasn't—"

"You were," Hancock's smile turned into a smirk.

"Well ain't this quite the gatherin' and you thought people would pass up the opportunity for tradition!" Another accent entered their midst.

"I'm only here for the caps...got my eye on a new mod for my rifle," another familiar face pushed through the throng of bodies.

"Aiden's here too?" MacCready muttered under his breath. The ex-minuteman Gunner hunter didn't seem to know where to look as he came to a stop.

"Gotta say, Slick, you got a lotta people who care about ya," Jake leaned against the wooden railings of the bridge.

"Well, ain't you a handsome one!"

MacCready's smile widened. Cait!?

"Uh...thanks..." Aiden mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. "I uh...I'm just gonna..."

"Don't take it personally, darlin'," Jake smiled. "Aiden's not much for conversation."

"Who else are we expecting, Monsieur?” Curie asked.

"Nick's around, he's keepin' Dugmeat busy so folks can get ready and I do believe Strong is off huntin' fer our supper," Nate answered.

"Splendid! Would your boyfriend like a costume, Monsieur?”

"Boyfriend!? I—"

Nate cleared his throat.

"Thank ya, darlin'," Jake smiled at the doctor. "Much appreciated."

"Hey, Sharpshooter!"

MacCready froze. No...fuck no...he didn't hear that. He refused to turn around and look.

"Mac?"

No.

"MacCready!"

"Beau..." the mercenary reluctantly turned.

Fuck! Sturges was wearing one of those swimsuits too, and the size of him. It was...indecent.

"Howdy," Sturges tipped his head and smiled.

MacCready was dead, dying, or just having some incredibly vivid hallucination. No way. Just fucking no.

"What's wrong?"

"I'd harbor a guess our Merc here is wondering how you can fix his plumbing," Hancock chimed in.

"I—"

"Think he's wondering if your equipment is up to the task," Deacon added.

"That is most absurd," Curie commented. "Sturges is a mechanic, not a plumber."

"A certified handyman," Piper giggled.

"Shut the fu—uh heck up!"

Hancock snorted.

"That's enough...quit teasin' the poor lad." Jake stepped in to defend him.

"Yeah, lay off the kid." Nick Valentine decided to join them, standing by Nate's side, no swimsuit for him...it was almost like he was programmed to wear nothing but his detective gear. "You know how sensitive he is."

MacCready felt like he was about to spontaneously combust.

"I'm gonna go change before I get the urge to shoot someone." MacCready stormed off.

"Someone's touchy," Cait noted.

"More like he can't handle the heat," Hancock countered.

"You should probably change as well," Nick suggested to the newcomer. Knew the fella from all the times he stopped by that information broker who had taken up residence in Diamond City. "The Ron"? Or something like that.

"Right you are, Mister Valentine," Jake agreed. "I will be right back."

"So polite! Monsieur Jacob makes a most agreeable guest," Curie smiled.

"I know, right! He's a peach." Piper grinned. "Got yourself a good one there, Blue."

"No foolin' you lot, is there?” Nate just laughed. "C'mon, we might as well get a move on. It's comin' up to noon soon."

MacCready stood in front of the bathroom mirror. It took him a few minutes to figure out how to put the damned thing on. It was too tight in some places, yet hung awkwardly from his body.

At least his hat matched, because it was staying on.

A knock on the door snapped him out of his thoughts.

"You got lost in there?” Jake's voice carried through the wooden door.

"Just give me a second!"

"Alrighty..."

A few deep breaths, and MacCready was good to go.

"Not a word...not a single freaking word!"

Jake held his hands up and took a step back. "Wouldn't dream of it."

MacCready stomped past the engineer and back towards the group.

"Christ, and I thought I was pasty... lookin' at ye, it's like a white sheet slapped 'er a skeleton."

MacCready glared daggers at the smug looking bastard and wished he had his rifle. How is this bastard not shivering? MacCready could barely keep himself from trembling, and he's standing there, barefoot with no shirt on. Only thing he has on is a pair of red plaid trunks and his glasses.

"Har har... can we get this over with already?"

Nate grinned from ear to ear. "Ye sound like ye don't wanna do this."

"Oh? What gave it away?" MacCready crossed his arms across his chest, the cool air and heavy rainfall chilling his skin.

"All the shivering, mate," Nate gestured to him. "Ye need to move...maybe jog on the spot...keep the blood pumpin'...else ye won't make it tae the end."

MacCready growled at him. "Can you stop patronizing me and just start the damn thing already!?”

Nate looked around the group, taking stock of each person involved. There was a gathering now, a relatively small crowd, but the amount of people willing to participate was surprising.

"Sir..."

Nate near on jumped out of his skin. "Where the blasted hell did you come from!?"

X6-88 lowered his sunglasses and blinked at him. "I arrived via relay at 1200 hours, sir. I was ensuring the young sir was adequately prepared for the festivities."

"Dad?” Shaun emerged from behind the courser.

"Shaun?" Nate was utterly confused. "What are you doing here?"

"Father heard you were hosting an event and thought I should attend," Shaun smiled.

The sight of him. Pajamas, Welly boots and a rain hat, standing beside X6-88 in his ...everything black bathing suit. MacCready's sides ached. He was laughing, unable to control the burst of hysteria that bubbled within him.

"Escaped synths will be shaking in their boots," MacCready managed to wheeze out.

"I believe Ms Curie has made an adequate fit for me... sir," X6-88 said in reply.

It was the boots, the damned combat boots! MacCready laughed louder.

"I do not believe you are in a position to be mocking me, Sir. If my calculations are correct, you have a higher chance of being affected by hypothermia due to your lack of body fat and muscle mass. Perhaps you should reconsider abstaining from the use of cigarettes and alcohol, it would improve your health immeasurably."

MacCready stopped laughing. "Did you just..."

"I believe the term is 'kicking while he's down,' sir."

"A'right...enough eh that." Nate stepped in.

If MacCready didn't know better, he'd have thought the courser was smirking at him from beneath those glasses.

"First things first," Nate opened the shed. "Take a couple rad-x tabs each...Codsworth is gonnae countdown from ten and ring the bell...when he does, ye run in. Simple as that. The last person out wins the prize. We've got fires burning, food grilling and booze on tap...so enjoy yerselves, aye?"

MacCready pulled his cap lower over his brow. This was going to suck.

"Let the games begin," Hancock shouted.

"Okay!" Nate announced. "Everyone in their positions. Codsworth, get ready to count us down, son!"

"As you wish Master Nate!" The Mr. Handy spun in place.

MacCready rolled his shoulders, trying to get the stiffness out of them. He could do this. He had to win. Five hundred caps were on the line.

The merc watched the crowd gather around the water's edge, everyone ready to make a break for it as soon as the robot started counting.

"Are we ready to commence the New Year's celebrations, sir?"

"Aye Codsworth." Nate smiled.

"Very good, sir. I shall begin the countdown now…Ten!"

This was it.

"Nine!"

MacCready bent his knees, ready to sprint.

"Eight!"

A quick glance left and right, and he noticed all the other competitors were doing the same.

"Seven!"

His eyes locked with Nate's, and the bastard winked at him.

"Six!"

Was he planning something?

"Five!"

The sniper shook his head.

"Four!"

He could beat Nate. He's hardy...grew up in a cave!

"Three!"

Focus, Robert. Just focus.

"Two!"

He was doing this for Duncan.

"Happy New Year, everyone! GO!!!”

He couldn't do this.

MacCready darted in the opposite direction as the rest of them.

"Ye wee bastard!" Nate shouted after him.

Fuck you, old man! He was out of there.

"Not on ma watch, laddie," Nate's footsteps pounded after him.

Shit, shit, shit.

"Stay the heck away from me!”

"Och, quit bein' such a rad-chicken!" Nate sped up.

MacCready's heart was racing, and he wasn't sure if it was from running or the adrenaline pumping through his veins. Either way, he needed to outrun the bastard.

"Ye're slowin' down!"

"Like hell I am!" MacCready shouted back at him.

Suddenly, there were arms wrapped around him.

"Got ye! Now intae the drink we go!" Nate lifted him off the ground and over his shoulders.

MacCready struggled in vain. "Put me down!"

"Not a chance! Ye're goan in!”

The world moved in slow motion. He could see Nate's feet running over the grass and dirt as he neared the water's edge. People were cheering, and dogs were barking.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!"

Nate dove forward, releasing his grip on the merc, and they plunged into the icy cold waters below.

For a moment, MacCready floated through the murky depths. Then, he kicked upwards, breaking the surface of the water with a gasp.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Duncan forgive him! MacCready flailed as the frigid temperature of the water hit him. "It's freezing!"

"Aye, it's a wee bit nippy," Nate said calmly, swimming beside him. "Just breathe...in and oot."

"Breathe!?" MacCready screamed at him. "I'd rather—holy shi--"

"See, now ye're gettin' it," the older man was grinning like a madman.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"No if ye freeze...flap yer haunds aboot a bit..."

"C'mon, Mac! Dad knows what he's talking about!” Shaun called from the bankside.

"Your father is insane!" MacCready pointed at the boy.

"Our father!" Shaun smiled and gave him a double thumbs up.

What?

"Get it together, son!" Nate splashed water in his face. "Ye can do this."

MacCready growled and splashed him back. "I hate you."

Nate laughed. "C'mon...I can tell ye're getting used to it."

"I hate you so much," he swung his arms forward, moving them through the water.

"Nah, ye don't...if ye did, ye wouldn't be here now," Nate swam close to him. "It's just water...it cannae hurt ye."

MacCready glared at him. "I'm not..."

"Course not...yer the toughest son of a bitch I know..."

"Tougher than you?"

Nate's grin grew wider. "Guess we'll see."

"Bring it on, Old Man," MacCready's shivering subsided as he kept moving.

"Enough eh the "old" talk..."

"You're over 200...that's old..."

"That doesny count..."

"Says who?"

"Says me!" Nate ducked under the water, and MacCready braced himself for the inevitable.

A sudden tug on his foot, and the merc dropped beneath the surface. The shock of cold hit him once more, and he clawed his way to the top.

Nate surfaced and shook his head like a dog, somehow the glasses on his fat head still stayed on.

"Fun, ain't it?"

"How are you not frozen?" MacCready was panting now.

"Been dookin' since I was a wee lad," Nate answered. "The cauld...it's in ma blood."

MacCready cursed under his breath. "Sure, whatever you say."

Nate just laughed in response. "Another one down..."

"Huh?"

"Seems Piper's given up."

MacCready glanced around. Sure enough, the reporter was making her way back to shore.

"She's smart," the merc remarked.

"Ye did good, lass!” Nate shouted after her.

"Thanks, Blue," she waved before wrapping herself in the towel Codsworth had waiting for her.

"Woo...goddang I can't feel my digits!" Jake's voice cut through the chill in the air.

"Here's hoping your tongue is next..." Aiden drawled.

MacCready chuckled at the snide remark.

"Ma chère, this is most invigorating!" Curie was just... standing there in the water.

"That's one way of putting it," Piper pulled the blanket tighter around her shoulders.

"I can't...I'm out...ye are all mad!” Cait finally relented.

"I have to agree with you," Preston shivered, retreating.

"As long as I outlast the Brotherhood's cheer squad...I'm a winner..." Deacon chittered next to Danse.

"My training has prepared me to withstand all manner of conditions...you should consider admitting defeat while you still can."

"Nah-uh, Tin Can," the spy retorted. "I once disguised myself as a snowman for six hours...wait till you hear where I placed the carrot..."

Danse just grunted at him.

"This is a rush!" Hancock stretched his arms above his head.

"You say that until your bits fall off," MacCready jested.

"How do you know mine haven't already?" Hancock teased him back.

"Ugh...why the hell am I here..." Aiden grumbled.

"Because Slick asked us to be...so quit your complainin'..." Jake answered.

"Ye alright, sweetheart?"

MacCready nearly swallowed a mouthful of water when he heard that. Sturges was staring right at him.

"I'm fi--fine!" he stammered.

"Yer shakin' like a leaf," the mechanic continued, sweeping back his wet hair.

"I'm just...cold...nothing I can't handle," the merc replied, trying not to stare.

"Well good luck to ya...I need a beer." Sturges swam past him, heading toward the bank.

"I'm with him on that one," Aiden followed.

MacCready gazed longingly at the shoreline. It was tempting. He could just give up now.

Nate smirked at him. "Don't ye dare..."

"I wasn't..." the merc lied.

"Sure ye weren't–”

"It appears something has entered my armor! I appear to have been compromised!" Danse's booming voice rang through the air.

"Nothin' in this water but us, big guy," Hancock called out.

"I can assure you, I am not mistaken! There is something alive inside my suit!"

The spy swam closer to him. "Maybe it's a bloatfly larvae...they like to burrow in wet organic materials..."

Danse froze. "What?"

Deacon tried not to laugh.

"I must terminate this creature immediately!" Danse was starting to panic.

"I shall accompany Monsieur Danse in his endeavor," Curie volunteered.

"I'm out...I'm not missing this! Thanks for the swim, guys." And with that, Deacon climbed out of the water.

"Fascinating...perhaps I should join them," X6-88 followed suit.

"I ain't missing this... Tapping out," Hancock was next.

And then there were three.

"How're ye feelin'?”

"Fine..." MacCready answered.

"Naw really, how are ye feelin'?" Nate asked again.

"I feel...alive," the merc admitted.

"Ye still cold?"

"Too numb to tell..."

Nate let out a belly laugh at that. "That's the spirit."

"Slick?" Jake was shivering now. "I think I'm at my limit."

"Aye...let's get ye warmed up and some scran in ye," Nate agreed.

MacCready watched them climb out of the water. Nate gathered up a blanket from Codsworth and slung it over the pair of them.

"Ye coming, lad? Or do I need tae send Strong in tae get ye?"

MacCready watched them for a moment, Nate's arm resting protectively around the engineer's waist as they walked back toward the common area.

He...he won?

"Yeah...I'm coming..."

"Well done Master MacCready! A stupendous display!” Codsworth greeted him as he clambered out of the lake.

"Thanks, Codsworth," MacCready replied.

The Mr. Handy draped the blanket over his shoulders. "Come now, you must be famished after all that excitement."

"I'm starving..."

Nate rested his head on Jacob's shoulder, fresh clothes and a warm fire and an assortment of familiar faces, it was the perfect way to spend New Years.

"I hope everyone enjoyed themselves today," he said softly.

"You know I did, Blue," Piper replied as she sipped her hot chocolate.

"Me too!" Shaun sat cross-legged on the floor with Dogmeat's head in his lap. "This place is pretty great!”

"Indeed sir," X6-88 agreed. "The festivities were quite enjoyable."

"Oh it was most enjoyable indeed, Monsieur! Perhaps we could participate in this 'dooken' again next year." Curie leaned into Cait's side.

"Ye can count me in!" Cait kissed her on the forehead.

"What are you gonna call him?” Hancock asked, his chin propped up by his hand.

"Call who?" Nate frowned.

"His Stowaway," the ghoul said, nodding to the bundle in Danse's arms.

"My desire is to call him Cutler...but I fear I may not be able to adequately tame him..."

"Cutler is a fine name for a Mirelurk," Preston reassured him.

'I think so too," Hancock agreed.

"This is fascinating. I have never observed a juvenile hatchling in this state before," Curie commented as she peered over Danse's arm. "He is so well behaved!"

"These creatures are normally quite aggressive...but this one...I find it...endearing." Danse admitted.

"I know that feeling," Hancock smirked.

MacCready shifted in Beau's embrace, stretching his legs out in front of him before settling into the comfortable warmth surrounding him.

"Happy New Year," he yawned.

"Happy New Year," Sturges echoed, pulling him closer.

An array of voices replied with similar sentiments.

It made Nate proud. Somehow in the midst of chaos, they found each other, and despite the differences they once shared, the prejudices they had held, he brought them together. He only hoped it would be enough to see them through whatever the Wastes would throw at them next.

Nate leaned over and kissed Jake on the cheek. "Welcome tae the family."

#It's just pure fluff and fun #some innuendos...because I'm immature like that 🤣 #I tried to include the whole gang + my SS2 boys! So this might be the largest cast in a write up I've done 🫣 #yes the loony dook is a real thing that happens in Scotland... #Nate is my baby 🥺 #I need you all to get to know my Socttish SoSu! He needs hugs! #fallout 4 #fo4 #fallout hanock #fallout #fallout maccready #fallout danse #fallout nick #fallout curie #fallout preston #fallout piper #fallout x6 88 #fallout deacon #fallout cait #fallout codsworth #fallout dogmeat #fallout sim settelments 2 #fallout jake evans #fallout aiden mactavish #ss2 jake #ss2 aiden

[shima-draws]

Sanji: Honestly, I can't believe you! You have someone as pretty as Boa Hancock obsessing over you and you don't even--

Luffy: Sanji's prettier though

Sanji: I

Sanji: What??

Luffy: I guess Hancock looks nice. For a girl anyway. But Sanji's way, way prettier than she is

Sanji: *squeaks* O-oh

#Imagine the most pathetic warbling little squeak coming out of Sanji's throat. That's his reaction. LMAO #Luffy: Shishishi. Sanji turned BRIGHT red #Sanji blushing to the tips of his ears: Shut up shut up do NOT look at me right now #Everyone fussing over Hancock and how beautiful she is and then Luffy gets angry #Luffy: Sanji's a thousand times more beautiful though!! >:((((( #Sanji: DO YOU *WANT* HER TO KILL ME??? #Luffy: But you are!! :"( #Sanji: I can't. I can't do this I ca #Sanji; hiding his face in his hands: 😳😳😳 #One Piece #Sanlu #Lusan #Sanji #Luffy #Monkey D Luffy #Black Leg Sanji #Shima speaks #Back on my Sanlu silliness 🤪

[randoimago]

Hey there! This is smilar to the radscorpion ask you got a while back, but this is like a dream of mine so jrnfjdn-

Anyways, how would the companions react to Sole having a pack of deathclaws in FO4? They basically act like dogs with them, but when ordered to attack....yeah it's not great for the victim lol. Like one day said companion is being overrun by Super Mutants and Sole calls from behind the group with "Oh boys~!" In a sing-song voice from atop their largest deathclaw and they start decimating the super mutants while Sole sits back with the companion fixing up their injuries

S/O Having a Pack of Death Claws as Pets

Fandom: Fallout 4

Characters: Cait, Curie, Paladin Danse, Deacon, Hancock, Robert Joseph Maccready

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: Considering there’s like 10 companions for Fallout, I’m going to do some of this in this one and then the rest in another post!!

Cait thought she gave up drugs but something must've doused her with the bullshit she's seeing. Just lots of disapproval, those things are going to kill you both S/O! Stop looking like a proud parent and fucking run!

Curie hasn't been in the Wasteland too long so seeing the pack of deathclaws seemingly help you two is nice. She didn't realize there are friendly ones! Does this mean she can pet them? She would love to pet one of your deathclaws.

Danse greatly disapproves. You're relying on a pack of deathclaws to not give into instinct and rip the two of you to shreds? Sure, they're distracted by the enemy now. But he is not going to stick around for when they're looking to him as the next meal.

Deacon plays along. Sure they're pets. Of course they're listening to your orders to kill the Super Mutants, not because those guys are fighting hard. But hey boss, while the Deathclaws are distracted you both should sneak away. Wouldn't want to kill the Mutants instead and put them out of a job.

Hancock thinks it's the drugs. It has to be the drugs. There's no way that many deathclaws haven't killed you both by now. He doesn't care if you say they're pets. They're not real, he's just high.

Fu- dge you if you think Maccready is sticking around with what's going on. He's not risking his life for any goddang Deathclaws no matter how trained you claim them to be.

#fallout 4 x reader #cait x reader #fo4 cait x reader #curie x reader #fo4 curie x reader #paladin danse x reader #danse x reader #fo4 danse x reader #deacon x reader #fo4 deacon x reader #hancock x reader #fo4 hancock x reader #maccready x reader #fo4 maccready x reader #robert maccready x reader #snakesaremisunderstood

[danses-with-dogmeat]

🐍🐎 For Hancock plz? The romance alphabet if'n you don't mind? This bitch misses her Ghoulfriend.

You got it 👌

Tbh, I miss Hancock too 😩 I need to get back into playing soon 😅

But for now, here's this to tide everyone over!

H) Honesty. Are they honest with their s/o? How important is it to them in a relationship? 

Loyalty is big for this ghoul, and honesty is no different. He won't tolerate a lot of lying. A little? Sure, it won't make or break things, but he ain't happy about it.

Hancock would do anything for the people he's closest to, so the least he can expect is that you respect him enough to be honest with him.

A) Attention. How much attention do they want in the relationship?

Aw, this really is his weak spot. Hancock craves attention like crazy, so he's a bit high-maintenance in a relationship, he won't lie to you about it. When you're together, he wants to be with you. He wants to be touching you, and having side conversations, engaging in inside jokes, wants you as close as possible. But... he does understand that it can't always be that way. He's a Mayor, and he knows what it's like to have to mingle with the masses, and he loves it, honestly, so he won't be mad if you want some space. If you give him the word, he'll back off and allow a bit of distance, but you both know how he prefers it.

N) Nickname. What are the nicknames they have for their s/o? Do they like when their s/o uses nicknames?

You all know the one. Sunshine is definitely his nickname of choice, but he is quite the collector of pet names. Pretty much anything is on the table, but he'll be sure to make a mental note of the ones you seem to like most, and try to rattle those off more often than the rest. He tends to be partial to baby/babe, sweetheart, and gorgeous or handsome.

As for him? He likes his name the way it is now, but that doesn't mean he don't like a good pet name once in awhile. He also likes baby for himself, love, and even stud or daddy when he's in a certain mood, but... honestly, a big one for him is just his first name. Not many people call him John, and it makes him feel closer to you when you say it.

C) Cuddle. Do they like to cuddle and show affection? How?

There's no bigger cuddler in all the Commonwealth than John Hancock. Fuck that "looking soft" shit, people know he's a force to be reckoned with, he doesn't need to prove that to anyone. But he needs to be close to you, touching you damn near at all times. You'd think the two of you were physically attached, with the way his arm is always around you, or his hand is locked around yours, the way one of you is almost always in the other's lap. At home? It's about the same, just... usually with less clothes. He's still all over you, but even more so. Laying over your body, his head resting in your lap or on your chest, his hand on your thigh or ass. Kisses galore, and everywhere he can reach. No shame, baby. Hancock loves to love you.

O) Open. How long does it take for them to open up to their s/o?

Hancock really acts more guarded than he is, or maybe you're just the exception, but after a month of being together, you're pretty certain of who he is. He likes to be upfront, even with the shit he's ashamed of. Over time, he's gotten to be a better person. He's still not sure he's entirely proud of who he's become, but hey, if he managed to land you? Guess he's doing something right. Might as well be open about it.

C) -- D) Dates. What are dates with them like? What do they like to do? 

Oh, how this ghoul loves his date nights. There's not nearly as much time for them as he wished, but that just makes it all the more special when they can happen. He's always down for a night on the town, getting dressed up, going out for dinner, then drinks, then maybe some dancing, then back to his place for some dessert. That shit sounds like as fun a night as they come. But he's also good with date nights in. Cuddling up together, popping a few mentats and talking about nothing in particular, cooking some simple dinner together, messing it up and laughing about it, then skipping right to the fancy lads anyway. Yeah... that sounds like a good night too.

K) Kiss. What are their kisses like? Who kissed who first?

His kisses are all-consuming. They're hot and steamy and seemingly endless (ghouls can take a lot of air in through their nose, so it's on you to come up to breathe.) If a little jet is mixed in, they last even longer, and that's what he prefers, if his partner is game for it. Just like his cuddling, he wants to kiss you as often as possible, for it to sweep you along and pull you into a world where only the two of you exist.

And though it may come as a surprise, Hancock is not the one to initiate your first kiss, or the first few after that. Look, he's no fool, he knows what he looks like, and he knows not everybody would be comfortable kissing lips like his, so if you want it? He'll give it to you, and he'll give it his all, but you've gotta be the first to press forward. He has to know you want it just as badly.

#1.5k event #1.5k celebration #fallout #fallout companions #fallout 4 #fallout 4 companions #john hancock #fo4 hancock #fallout hancock #hancock #relationship alphabet #night stalker

[white-eagle-roleplay]

FO4 Memories #2

Welcome to Fallout Friday! Man, Diamond City residents can really be two-faced. Take Moe, for example. At his shop, he is all happy and smiley--perhaps overly so. Then, when you meet him outside the Dug-Out Inn, his personality does a 180 and he snaps at you to get lost.

Que my last run-through where a resident talked sh!t about Nick immediately after profusely thanking him for his help.

Resident: Mr. Valentine! Mr. Valentine!

Nick: -stops, puzzled- Uh, hi there. Have we met?

Resident: No, no., but you pulled a friend of mine out of some hot water. Tall guy. Gangly. Goes by Hank. I just wanted to say thanks.

Resident: Here. -offers a gift or something-

Nick: -still surprised, but kind and gentle- Oh, now that's not necessary. I'm just glad everything turned out alright for Hank. Give him my best, will ya?

Resident: O-oh, yeah. Yeah, I'll do that. You take care.

Nick: -turns and walks away to get some noodles-

Resident: -immediately turns to me- You keep that synth away from me! D=<

Me: -thinking- wow, okay, you two-faced ****

Me: -still thinking- way to show your appreciation

Me: -still still thinking- y'know, if this were a settlement, I'd cut your power for a week.

True story. Fun fact: if a settler talks bad about one of my companions (i.e. calling Hancock a gross ghoul) I do shut off their power for a couple of days. My companions are my babies and don't deserve any rudeness.

#fallout 4 #fo4 #nick valentine #fo4 nick valentine

[newdruid]

Knowing Look - Luffy xReader Drabble

“I don��t understand how he can resist me.” Boa Hancock exclaimed as she sat with her sisters, yourself, Nami, and Robin in the hot bath. “What kind of man doesn’t want to have sex with me? Is his only thought truly to be King of the Pirates? I swear I’ve never seen a man who didn’t want sex, doesn’t he have needs?”

Your eyes went wide as you realized she was talking about Luffy. Your lips formed a soft “oh” as you realized what she was saying, and you turned to look at Nami and Robin who were sharing a very knowing look that they then shared with you. Your cheeks turned red.

You only half listened as Hancock continued on about her confusion, your thoughts were now occupied as your mind drifted back to a few nights ago.

To say Luffy didn’t want sex was flat out wrong. Luffy needed sex, or at least he did when he came to you…

nsfw under cut. MDNI

“More…. C’mon cupcake….” Luffy’s voice was whiny from between your slick thighs, you were soaked with a mix of your heat and his saliva. You’d lost count of how many times you had already cum.

You were his favorite thing to eat, and he became especially needy when Sanji locked up the fridge at night. His tongue swirled around you as your fingers clutched onto his raven locks of hair. You came once, twice, three more times since you lost count as he slid two fingers into you, he used his devil fruit powers to make them change size within you. His once slender digits became just as girthy as his cock.

You writhed underneath him as you tried not to scream his name, to beg him to stop torturing your oversensitive clit. He simply laid his other arm across your hips and pinned you in place. Continuing his meal.

“One more, then it’s my turn cupcake…” His lips latched onto your clit again and the pads of his fingers pushed into the roof of your spongy walls, causing the knots in your stomach to tighten again. You let out a sharp whine followed by lots of panting as you came for Luffy again.

He raised himself up on his elbows and then used one hand to wipe his chin. He was grinning and you heard him chuckle over the sound of rushing blood in your ears. Before you could really recover he was looming over your form and you felt his tip rub against your clit.

“You’re so pretty with your eyes blown like that, it’s amazing.” Luffy watched you with childlike wonder, amused by your oversensitivity. He played with you a moment longer, his hands squeezing your breasts as he kissed your lips.

Then without warning, he buried himself in you. His cock was stretching your already abused pussy so well that it was all you could do not to scream. He started with slow but deep thrusts, hitting your very center and sending you over the edge yet again. Then he switched to shallow but quick snaps of his hips, and that’s when you started sputtering nonsense.

“Awe,” Luffy moaned out as he looked down at you with admiration, not stoping his hips. “Did I make you silly again? I love when my Cupcake can’t do anything but babble… you’re so pretty with your eyes rolled back and your mouth wide open. Makes me wanna cum…”

His pace was relentless and even though your walls wouldn’t stop fluttering around him he wouldn’t stop, he went faster.

“Gonna cum in my cupcake…” you couldn’t say anything, just moaned louder as Luffy brought his hips to a slow halt, where only his tip was left inside, then he perched himself up to look down at where the two of you connected. He moved himself in and out of you watching himself disappear within you, letting out a long string of curses when he released inside you. As his pelvis sputtered into yours he allowed himself to collapse on top of you.

With Luffy still buried inside you, you were able to regain your breath as he rested on your chest, grinning up at you.

“Again?” He asked, you looked at him with exasperation and exhaustion before he let out a boisterous laugh…

“Hey! Are you even listening?” Finally you were pulled from your daydream of the other night, you were still in the bath, an,d Nami and Robin were throwing you much more devious, knowing looks than before.

#one piece #one piece x reader #monkey d. luffy #luffy #one piece luffy #luffy x reader

[venusmoon]

thank you sweetheart @takethemonet-andletsgogh for tagging me! love u! 💘💘💘

free music recs! even though most of these a relly popular songs that you probably already know but <3 whatever <3

spell your username with songs!

(+ a little comment cuz i'm trying to improve my english and my "reviewing" skills...)

V is venus as a boy by björk. it's a sensual and chill song, just listen to it and vibe to the bollywood influence (the tablas' sound!!! 🥁)

E is exit music (for a film) by radiohead. this song is haunting. the reverberation!!! the crescendo of the emotions... when the chorus starts... the drums kick in... makes my eyes water.

N is no distance left to run by blur. one of my go-to sad songs– a very passionate, stinging break up tune.

U is ugly by fishbone. i have been listening to fishbone a lot lately and i think they're sooo underrated! i'm so jealous of all the people that have seen then live, must've been a great experience.

S is song for sharon by joni mitchell. almost 9 minutes of joni telling a story. what else could a girl want?? and it's about yearning for love??? the story + the music (and her voice ofc) + the background vocals... everything's magical. and i love the subtle groovy vibe of the bass.

M is MOON by DOMi & DJ BECK ft. herbie hancock. i obviously had to include a song with the word "moon" in it and went with this amazing jazz-electronica tune <3 also herbie hancock oh my god??? this whole record is amazing btw, very refreshing.

O is only acting by kero kero bonito. cool song that starts with a fun indie electropop sound but develops into something more interesting by adding some experimental noise/glitches/alternative rock vibes.

O is otherside by perfume genius. you cannot go wrong with him because he has never made a bad album. this track has emotionally destroyed me (in a good way!) when i first heard it as a 15-year-old.

N is nobody's fault but mine by nina simone. i had to include a nina's song and this is the first one that starts with the letter "n" that came to my mind. her voice + the piano is just magic. the led zeppelin's version is also good (totally different vibe though).

thanks for reading <3 let me know how you feel abt these songs!

tagging @mumintroll @bittersweetish @catharticlove @iidsch @shehzadi @heavenlyyshecomes @fallenangels95 @killerboyratzmp3 and anyone else who wanna do this!

no pressure ofc, but if you have any music recs you are obligated to send them to me!!!!!

#have a good day/night everyone <3 #i just came back from driving lessons and it went fine??? no accidents. gays DO drive #diary #music

[watchyourdigits]

Falloutober Day Four

Daddy-O

I'm taking a break from Frankie and Danse to write a little bit for Evelyn. This is her first time properly meeting Hancock and the two of them end up striking a deal that's of a rather bizarre nature. This deviates slightly from the way I portrayed their meeting in Eve's main fic, with a little added flirting because why not? Also, something about ripping the opening of Pride and Prejudice just felt right. Word Count: 1.4k Warnings: smoking, chem use

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single woman in possession of good fortune must be in want of chems.

However little known the feelings or views of such a woman may be on her first entering Goodneighbor, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the residents, that she is considered as the rightful property of some one or other of their dealers.

Hancock wasn't having it.

She'd visited three weeks prior, which was when he and a few others had taken bets on whether or not she'd make it in the Commonwealth. They'd all bet against her.

When Hancock had his fill of Jet, he liked to consider himself an optimist and, as such, he was the only one of the group to take a chance on her.

No matter his state, however, he wasn't above rigging the game. A little interference in such matters wouldn't hurt anyone. Besides, it was one of his mayoral duties to ensure the safety of both locals and travelers alike.

Hancock had spotted the glow of her Pip Boy from his balcony and took it upon himself to swoop in, plucking her off the streets before she had a chance to even consider opening her purse.

"They'll con you out of a few hundred caps faster than you can say 'Jack Robinson'."

She was wary of him, he could tell, as he ushered her into the State House and out of the crisp autumn air.

"You visited a few weeks back, right?" he asked, trying to make small talk as he guided her up the staircase.

She looked different than before when he'd spotted her only in passing. MacCready had been the only one to really interact with her during her first visit to the city. He'd described her as being 'weepy and under-prepared' and had been amongst those to bet against her.

Now, she had a neat little pistol on her hip and a rather large knife strapped to her thigh.

Oh, how Hancock longed to see the look on the merc's face as he handed over his caps.

"I don't recall."

"I do. I don't think I could ever forget a face as beautiful as yours," he said coyly, testing the waters just for the hell of it.

Bad move.

She narrowed her eyes at him, fingers twitching at her side as if she longed to grab her knife and skin his leathery hide.

Hancock put his hands up in defense. She relaxed a little.

"What do you want from me?" she asked, watching him closely for any signs of ill-intent.

"I know what you're here for. Like I said, you'll lose more than you gain on the streets."

"Yeah, conned 'faster than I can say Jackie Robinson'. I got that part."

"Jack Robinson," Hancock corrected casually. "Not familiar with a 'Jackie'."

"Oh. He was a baseball player," she explained. "The first-"

She stopped herself, her expression shuttering, as if she'd said too much. About what, he wasn't sure.

Hancock raised what would have been an eyebrow. She noticed the look and waved a hand.

She was odd, that was for sure. Then again, most people were at least a little odd these days.

"Anyway, I figured a gal like you might appreciate this, so I'll shoot straight… I have money on you. That is to say, I've done some betting and now have a vested interest in ensuring your safety."

"Betting? On… me?" she parroted.

Hook, line, and sinker.

Now in his office, Hancock gestured to one of the couches with a flourish.

"Have a seat and I'll explain everything."

He began fixing them each up with a drink, glancing over his shoulder as he prepared the alcohol.

"House special?"

"Sure," she said noncommittally.

He watched her for a moment longer as her gaze moved around the room, taking everything in. He turned back to the drinks and popped one of the drawers open, pulling out a syringe.

"Full disclosure, it's whiskey and a little bit of Daddy-O."

"You can drink that stuff?" she asked skeptically.

"You'd be surprised what you find out when you've got time to kill."

He added about a quarter of the syringe to her drink and the rest to his own. He stirred hers as he brought it over to her, handing it off and going back for his.

Hancock sat on the couch across from her and took a sip. She watched him swallow before taking a rather large swig of her own.

"So, this bet you have…"

"Right, like I was saying… Some of my guys noticed you and didn't think you had it in you to survive, started putting caps down on it."

She huffed and leaned back in her chair. He watched as she stretched out her legs, making herself comfortable.

"Did anyone else bet against the odds?"

"Not a damn one," he replied, pursing his lips and shaking his head solemnly.

She hummed appreciatively and took a sip of her drink, slower this time, as she mulled over the information. Hancock didn't allow the silence to stand for long.

"I don't believe I caught your name."

"Evelyn. Friends call me Eve."

"Evelyn… I like that," he complimented, pausing to pull out his cigarettes.

He lit one and offered it to her. She didn't hesitate in taking it from him. Her warm fingers brushed his as she did so. She didn't recoil at the touch.

Hancock lit one up for himself. He took a long drag before speaking again.

"Back to business. Is there anything I can do to guarantee I win this thing?"

Something flashed in her eyes that sent a shiver down Hancock's spine. What it was, he wasn't sure until he saw it in the way the corners of her mouth turned to form the ghost of a smirk; she was a woman haunted by something he had yet to learn the nature of.

He'd met plenty of folks like her before, always running from something no one else could see. Hell, he'd been that person for a while.

Perhaps he still was, for what it was worth.

"Not unless you plan on splitting the profits with me."

She leveled him with the offer as if she was bartering at Bunker Hill, not suggesting she'd see to her own demise should he not agree to her terms.

The implication that she had that little to lose weighed heavy. Something told him that wasn't the case, but he called her bluff anyway.

"You're one crazy broad, aren't you?"

"You don't know the half of it."

"And if I wanted to?"

Her pupils were blown wide, the chems working their way through her system. She leaned forward and licked her lips. It wasn't seductive in any way, but instead spoke of a hunger that lingered just below the surface.

Hancock couldn't help mimicking the movement, leaning in toward the table that separated them.

She was calm and observant, with an edge of crazy that cut like a knife. There was a dangerous tension about her that was damn near palpable, as if she'd pounce at any moment. He wouldn't be surprised if she did. He wasn't sure he'd mind much, either.

"I guess you'll just have to come along for the ride," she purred, giving him a once-over as she did so.

Now, that was seductive.

It was also an invitation, one that would allow him into her world if he played his cards right.

He thought he'd had her, but he realized he had it backward when he found himself wanting her, wanting to know more.

"You aren't told 'no' often, are you?"

She grinned. Two identical rows of perfectly white teeth shone in the dim light.

"Not very."

Hancock considered her, leaning back and taking another sip of his drink.

"I'm not usually one to go with the crowd, but I think I can make an exception... I'm in."

She laughed at that and the sound rippled through him like the best chems money could buy, and just as addictive.

"I like the way you play, Mister Mayor."

"Call me Hancock," he crooned, tipping his hat.

She polished off her whiskey and made a sound of disappointment before placing the glass down on the table.

"Got any more of that 'house special', Hancock?"

"For you, Eve? Anything."

#yayayayayay i love these two #they just get fucked uppppp and chill/vibe out together #it's not healthy but hancock understands harm reduction better than most and knows that she's better off having a safe space #so he opens his doors to her on a semi-regular basis & ends up feeling protective of her pretty quick #their chemistry (hah) is never realized/explored in the main fic #anywayyyyyyyyy obligatory tag time #oc: evelyn #john hancock #fo4 hancock #regg writes #ficlet time #forgive me bc i never write the beef jerky man so i apologize for any “he wouldn't fucking say that” moments

[shroudkeeper]

21 for the kiss prompt?

First Kiss Prompt : after reuniting.

Travel was never bothersome for him, he often times would take to the seas and enjoy the brisk saline air, gathering his thoughts about the next contracts he would need to write up, what charms could he persuade his next employer to finance his ventures. However, his thoughts whilst traveling were made up of a petite silhouette that saw him off from the port. The gentle smile was an image that stayed with him as the sea began to stretch between them. Secretly he would send a letter, in hopes to inform her of the date of his return. It would be several suns before his ship would sail again, but when the day came and he made his arrival to the docks of Kugane, he could not be bothered to stop by the office.

His legs gathered strength to push him through the crowd of tourists visiting for festival that was underway. There was no sight of her lilac crown, no scent of her perfume to greet him. Hancock began to wonder if his letter reached her in time, or at all?

And then, like an apparition, she appeared in a flurry of silks, weaving between the bodies gathered in the crowded district. Under the sway of the scarlet lanterns, her soft features were unmistakable, memorized behind closed eyes. His heart leaps into his throat and he propels himself forward against the stone underneath his feet.

Kikyo turned to his approach, but was ill prepared for his embrace as he pulled her suddenly into his frame. Warmth washed over her immediately as he disregards proper etiquette and found her parted lips, which divorced intially in surprise. He wanted to take in the scent of her skin, and hungrily, he tugged her to his body in an effort to feel the beating of her heart. To know she was not some hallucination of his yearning.

Her tail grew twice its size and her hands fell to his haori; the rush of heat was almost overwhelming as it spreads across her face once she hears soft giggling next to them.

When he manages a breath, in shock, he slowly looks down to find the beaming faces of three children staring at him. One of the girls was blushing hard enough that she could rival the very color of the lanterns around them.

"O-oh, your students, they are here with you," he managed to croak while giving a small wave of his fingers to them. Then apologetically, the merchant turned his attention to Kikyo, who had looked away sheeplishly, nodding, but had not moved her hands from his haori.

"We certainly aaare, please, do not mind us." One of the unabashed, Doman girls, smirked and tilted her head in anticipation to what would come next.

#oc ask prompts #thank you nonny! #honestly yeah this is something that would probably happen #and she would die of embarassment on the spot #ffxiv writing #kikyo takahashi #hancock fitzgerald

[veryflirtytransportalate]

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"Hmm… I think I know a fellow performer when I see one. Good with your words? Know just the right thing to say at the right time?" - Magnolia

I recently went back to Good Neighbor for the first time in ages because I remembered that failing that Bobbi heist is the key to companionizing Hancock (I'm "collecting" all of the companions, like one collects action figures of a set). Plus McGravy will sell me his soul for literally less cash than a crate of fresh water, so, that's two down. McGravy went to live with Strong Mad at a Red Rocket upstate. He's very happy with lots of room to mope.

While I was there, the people of Good Neighbor begged, pleaded, dropped down on their knees and wept, "Oh great and mighty Sizz'el, won't you pose for a few tasteful photos on our woefully inadequate stage?" (I was really impressed Bethesda went to all that effort to program that, to be honest with you, but the game crashed twice during this photoshoot, so... not too impressed.) So, I put on my hottest shit, hit the stage, and the place... basically stayed the same. Which is exactly what they do when Magnolia is performing, so, rousing success, I guess. Magnolia seemed jealous of my undeniable slam dunk, but then she realized that I was down to clown and decided that was a fair consolation prize. The people in this wasteland are funkin' off, I swear.

(Outfit credits, my thoughts, and a few more shots below the cut.)

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The outfit is TheKite's Handmaiden Set (opens in new tab): TheKite makes a lot of... Uh, outfits, so, viewer discretion is advised. But gosh do I love the Handmaiden Set, absolutely fantastic work.

I am very unsure where I want to go next with this character: as my little status tracker thing lets you know, I'm basically coming up to the edge of available content that can be explored without locking myself out of content from the other factions in the game. In a more traditional RPG, I think we'd be moving from Act 2 to Act 3*.

I think up next for me is the Railroad. The game is gonna force me to meet them if I go and talk to Virgil in his Plato's Cave anyway, so, might as well. I don't think the Railroad are interesting, or cool, or fun, or engaging, but like... just like in real life, in a simulacrum of a world, if you show me the militarized anti-slavery faction that exists to oppose forced labor in all facets... I'm gonna help them to the best of my abilities. Which always makes me feel pigeon-holed by the game when it comes to picking an ending. Like, it really is between the Minutemen and the Railroad, because the Brotherhood are techno-facists who've lost all interesting nuance as the series has developed, turning into essentially The Avengers, and the Institute is just stupid. The Institute doesn't approach even a fraction of the genuine and well-considered faction building of the early titles. You're telling me none of the people in this building have thought to just... re-purify the local ecology? Fallout 3 had the plot of a child's first superhero comic book but even that game recognized that a wasteland's first major concern would be ecological recultivation! And centered it's conflict around that concern! Fallout 4 is a power struggle over a resource-depleted ghost town, and "the boogieman" is just a bunch of nerds replacing people with Bladerunner androids with literally zero objective except to see what happens. Even if you side with the fuckers there's no secret folder labeled "THE BIG PLAN" that gets slid in front of you. They have no plan. They have no goal. They were written to be "the boogieman" first, and then they wimped out and tried to make them human and understandable and it falls flat in every way.

New Vegas showed us a version of this world that was already sanded down to the bare-essentials, where the Followers of the Apocalypse are just a friendly lil' bunch o' pals, and the factions of the Strip are just three bands of progressively more evil weirdos led by robo-Walt Disney, but if New Vegas is sanded down, Fallout 4 has been left overnight in a rock tumbler.

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*If I had to four act structure the game it would be: Act 1 is setting up all the players, Act 2 is asking us to side with one of them, Act 3 is the big lame twist about Shauwn that stretches the plot out a little further and provides one last "a-ha!" double cross chance, and Act 4 is Explosions & GET TO THE CHOPPAH & Heroic Music.

#fallout #fallout 4 #fo4 #fallout mods #reshade #fallout original character #screen archery #Youtube #TheKite #the third rail #goodneighbor