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fallout4-reacts · 11 months

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How would the companions react to walking in on Sole nude (not in like a sexual way, but like, got a wound on their thigh during a fight and was in the middle of stitching it up in their room with the door closed or something like that)

That raider was ruthless, sneaking around Sole and opening them up like a fish with their bloody, rusted knife. Sole made it through and made it to Sanctuary owing to the stimpacks, but now they has to assess the extent of their injuries and heal themself. Sole totally removed their garments as the enemy drove his blade directly into their ribcage and managed to slide down to the thigh, shocked by the length of the cut. Then they hear footsteps in the corridor...

Cait : She casts a quick glance at Sole before crossing her arms and leans against the doorframe.

"Not bad, I had one like that before. Ya can come back after you're done patching and tell that fool Preston that I'm not going to take care of his stupid tatos. He wants a planter, but I'm too busy with my bat knocking the heads off the raiders trying to take us from behind."

Sole remains stuck for several seconds before regaining the capacity to speak.

"Can you get out of here now?" they ask, their face expressionless.

"What? Are you going to say you're shy? You don't have to; you're hiding a lovely body beneath your armor."

"OUT!"

Codsworth : (OK, not exactly speaking steps) In a nervose movement, his mechanical arms rotate two or three times on themselves. He tries to keep his cool by moving his three eyes in unison towards the corridor.

"Please excuse my untimely disruption, Mum/Sir; I came to inform you that supper will be served tonight in the common room. All of your companions will be present, but if you want, I may arrange a meal for you in your extremely quiet dining room. I understand if you don't feel compelled to... socialize."

Sole smiles at their butler, but he doesn't look at them.

"That's OK, Cods, eh... When... I'm finished, I'll join you in the lounge to discuss this further."

"Definitely!"

And the robot bolted from the room.

Curie : She runs over to inspect the huge wound.

"Oh no! What occurred? How come you didn't provide proper care?"

"That's exactly what I was about to do."

"This lesion requires disinfection and suturing! Just wait for me; I'll collect my equipment!"

Sole would have liked to object, or at the very least inform Curie that it is not appropriate to enter people's bedrooms without their permission because they may be... naked... but the Synth has already gone. Sole, with a pout, casts a glance at... their own health kit.

Danse : If embarrassment could kill him, he would have died right there. His face is absolutely bloodless. Not that he hasn't seen other naked soldiers; intimacy is a very meaningless concept in the field. But Sole, in this situation. He feels as if he has crossed an unbearable line and committed an awful act. He swiftly turns around and makes a motion to exit, but his brain records the second piece of information.

"You are severely injured!"

"It's mostly superficial, but it is."

"Need…help?"

"No, I'm doing just fine on my own."

"Perfect!"

And he's back in the hallway as swiftly as he came. Sole will have to wait until the paladin explains why he came to see them in the first place.

Deacon : (glitch power) As soon as his eyes are drawn to Sole's nude body, a huge wicked smile grows on his lips, and before his friend is able to react, he is in his underwear. Sole is taken aback and takes some time to comprehend what the spy is saying.

"Is this some sort of nudist gathering? Or is this an Adam and Eve celebration?"

"This is MY room, and I am HURT!"

"Oh, yes!"

Deacon is clothed again before Sole can say anything else. The unfortunate vault dweller is fully swept away this time.

"So, let me look at this wound—

"No, get out!"

"Alright, alright. Whatever you desire! But if you ever feel like the planet is spinning much faster than it should, give me a call and I'll be there."

And now he's gone. Sole winks, unsure whether the scene was real or if they have hallucinating.

Dogmeat : He lies on the bed with his head resting on his legs, waiting for Sole to finish.

Elder Maxson : He enters and exits the room. It was a single continuous motion. With no change in expression. When Sole is finished, they dress and proceed to the living room, where they find the Elder in a pretty stiff position. The Elder, on the other hand, constantly stands straight.

"You're done, Knight. I needed the report on supermutant activity near Satellite Station Olivia immediately. Did you finish cleaning everything?"

"Not a single mutant left alive, sir."

"Perfect, perfect, perfect. I'm returning to the Prydwen in order to dispatch the soldiers to retrieve any sensitive data that may be left. I intend you get there as quickly as possible."

"Yes, sir."

"And, Knight..."

"Yes, sir?"

"Please never bring up this unfortunate incident again."

"The satellite station's super mutants?"

"You are fully aware of what I mean. Dismiss."

"This is my living room, sir."

"Perfect, perfect, perfect. Have a nice day."

He walks out of the home, and we can hear the motor of a vertibird in the distance. Sole then allows themselves to burst out laughing.

Hancock : His smile becomes so large that he appears to have much less flesh on his face. Sole's expression is devastation.

"Wow, this is my kind of job!"

"I am hurt!"

"Yes, I see. That's too bad. Need a hand?"

"Definitely not!"

"Well, I'll meet you in the lounge."

Hancock walks back. Sole takes comfort in the fact that, despite his debauchery, Hancock never crosses the line, demonstrating some semblance of... respect...

Gage : He enters the room and doesn't seem to be bothered in the least. He begins casually declaring the report of Nuka-World's behaviours.

"Porter! I’m naked!"

"I saw. But as I was saying about Nisha’s operations—

"I’m naked and I want you to go out immediately."

"All right, Boss."

Sole is still taken aback by the raider's dashing demeanour. But, well, Gage has undoubtedly seen some green ones in his life, and it does make him any more impressed by anything.

MacCready : His expression is stern, as though it were Sole's fault. Sole, for their part, is frozen in place. MacCready makes a hand gesture with a scowl on his face.

"When you're finished—whatever you do—I need your support to recover—

"Get out!"

"Okay, I'll wait in the living room."

When Sole has finished, they proceed to the living room with the intent of reprimanding the mercenary, but he sits quietly on the couch with a broad smile.

"Aside from that, it was a pretty spectacular view. "Not too bad, you know?"

The vault dweller pauses before turning to return to their room. Before they rip their friend's head off, they need to scream into their pillow.

Nick Valentine : The tin can has a swirl function. Sole notices this because as soon as they realise Nick is in the doorframe, they can only see his back.

"God! Pardon! I… I didn’t think. I should have known better. I saw you come in and I wanted to... It's unforgivable, God. Pardon."

"It's fine, Nick, and given how many times you've patched me, it's not like you haven't seen these parts of my body before. It's just that you have the big picture right now."

It makes Nick feel even more uncomfortable. Even though they are over two metres apart, Sole can clearly hear Nick's fans react by kicking in all at the same time. They can't help but chuckle at the scenario, but they have too much respect for the detective to make fun of him.

Piper : A reaction halfway between Danse and Nick."Wow, Blue!" she exclaimed in turning heels. "Sorry! I’ll uh» she’s cut off by her nervous laugh «waiting for you in the living room. Yeah, I’ll just wait for you in the living room. There. Do you have nuka cola in your fridge?"

Preston : He already possesses the grace and stature of a marble statue. He now has the stiffliness. He's not even blinking. He was about to say something, but nothing came out of his mouth. Not even breath, by the way. Sole thinks he could castigate him, but the Colonel's state of stupor is heartbreaking. They stoop, take up their coat, and drape themselves in it. When they speak, they try to employ as calm a tone as possible.

"You wanted to see me, Preston?"

"See... you? NO! Well, uh... you mean like in the expression? Okay, as stated in the expression. Okay. Yes, I was hoping to see you. But not you! I mean, I saw you, I couldn't deny it. I saw you! It’s awful! No! I mean, you're not awful! I regret! I'm truly sorry! I should have made a signal or knocked on the door—

"Breathe!"

Sole crosses their arms, unsure whether to laughs or be annoyed by this situation. It's the first time they've seen the man in such a nervous state. They decide to take a humoros approach.

"I don't even have a door to knock on. It's all right, Preston; I understand your discomfort and that you don't mean anything."

"Of course not! I am forever thankful to you for understanding me. I mean, to grasp the situation as it is. I'll be in the living room waiting for you."

"Does a settlement need my help?"

"Yes!"

"My pip-boy is sitting on the table. Put it on the map, and I'll get to there as soon as I can."

"Thank you!"

The man exits the room without further questioning. Sole locates the small community on their map, but they don't see their Colonel again for the rest of the day. As if he was trying to avoid them...

Strong : The super-mutant frown.

“Puny human should wear armor.”

“Puny human is in their ROOM and you GO OUT!”

“Puny human stupid. Puny human should never let their guard down.”

“GET OUT!”

“Strong get out, but Strong wants to know when human and Strong are going to get the Milk of Human Kindness.”

“GET OUT!”

X6-88 : Hands behind back, straight, and unimpressed.

"Ma'am/Sir, it is not appropriate to deal with such an injury without the expertise of the Institute's doctors."

"X6? Could you just leave my room right away?"

The Courser executes, but only for a few steps in the hallway.

"I reiterate my recommendation that you be taken in to one of the Institute's physicians for a professional body examination."

"Get the fuck away!"

"There is no need to get carried away and use vernacular. Unlike the way you handled the damage you caused yourself on your last assignment, my advice are perfectly adequate."

"I'm perfectly capable of handling the damage I've done to myself, and if you don't want me to do any damage to you, I recommend you take the Sanctuary Grand Tour right now!"

X6 obeys without fully comprehending why the future director places themselves in such a state.

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fanaticsnail · 6 months

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I remember you mentioned having a Mihawk playlist, and the way you manage to find songs that perfectly fit the vibes of your fics and enhance the reading experience is one of the things I love about your writing

So I was wondering if you could share some of the songs on your playlist? Or even some songs that you associate with certain characters/tropes/scenarios?

I always love it when you send me asks, @sexc-snail.

I absolutely DO have a Mihawk playlist. I share the playlist construction with another creator on Tumblr who I love, cherish and adore: @sordidmusings. We add to it as we write, recommend songs as they come to us to help with words in works.

I could get into a long, long rant about music so I will add a page break here ❤. Lots of song recs to follow for the OPLA cast so far.

I am a violinist; have been playing for 25 years this year (I AM GETTING OLD, JEEPERS CREEPERS). Music is a great, passionate love affair for me and I adore learning about songs and pieces new and old. Here are some recommendations for songs and vibes I associate with the characters and the tropes.

I never add lyrics to my fics so the readers can visualize their own favourite melodies where they see fit, but I do have tunes in mind when I write them. The only fic I've really centralised a song about is the "You Should Be Sad" Mihawk fic I wrote a while back and the Koby series I'm writing.

Here are some song recommendations: all songs are Spotify linked. Enjoy a peek into my madness.

For the Characters

Luffy:

Long Way Home: Walk off the Earth, Lindsay Stirling

Following the Sun: SUPER-Hi, NEEKA

La Isla Bonita: Madonna

Zoro

Work Song: Hozier

Promise: Voyager

Cold Shot: Stevie Ray Vaughan

Sanji

Love Story: Indila

Know You Girls: Franz Ferdinand

Family Line: Conan Grey

Nami (She gets four, because she's amazing and I love her)

Runaway: Aurora

My Mother Told Me: NATI, Cullen Vance, Jonny Stewart

Outside: Ellie Golding, Calvin Harris

Queen of the Kings: Alessandra

Usopp

Mechanical Instinct: Aviators

The Higher Ground: Red Hot Chili Peppers

Eastside: Benny Blanco, Halsey, Khalid

Buggy

Be Your Shadow: The Wombats

Gasoline: Halsey

I Wanna Be Your Slave: Maneskin

Shanks:

The One that Got Away: The Civil Wars

Atlantis: Seafret

Barton Hollow: The Civil Wars

Mihawk

Seven Nation Army: Postmodern Jukebox

My Heart With You: The Rescues

The Snake: Lana Lubany

Koby (He also gets four, because he deserves only good things, and because Morgan Davies is Aussie like me)

Grieve No More: Patty Gurdy

Siuil A Run: Ella Roberts

Mad World: Jasmine Thompson

Again: Flyleaf

Helmeppo

Fighter: Christina Aguilera

Torn: Natalie Imbruglia

Elastic Heart: Sia

Garp

Sharp Dressed Man: ZZ Top

Under a Violet Moon: Blackmores Night

Billie Jean: The Civil Wars

For the Tropes

Unrequitted Love (My all time favourite thing)

Wrecking Ball: Beth

Can't Help Falling in Love: Tommee Profitt, Brooke

I Found: Amber Run

Comptine d'un autre ete l'apres-midi: Yann Tierson

Derniere Danse: Indila

Only in my Mind: Kenya Grace

Over and Over: Three Days Grace

Broken Pieces: Apocalyptica Lacey

Too Close: Alex Clare

Stupid Heart: Sorana

Enemies to Lovers

FMLYHM: Sether

Closer: NIN

Hella Good: No Doubt

Play With Fire: Sam Tinnesz, Yacht Money

Why'd You Only Ever Call Me When You're High: Arctic Monkeys

For when they give into their feelings:

Surrender: Natalie Taylor

As the World Caves In: Sarah Cothran

Freeze You Out: Marina Kaye

Say Yes To Heaven: Lana Del Rey

For when they give up but feelings are still there

Lose you to love me: Selena Gomez

Liar: Camilla Cabello

Darkside: Alan Walker

Say My Name: David Guetta, Bebe Rexha, J Balvin

Only Love Can Hurt Like This: Paloma Faith

I See Red: Everybody Loves an Outlaw

If you made it this far, thank you. This was a labour of love. Happy listening ❤

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zirawrites · 1 year

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'capped her kid' yowch

ok time to cheer everyone up~

companions react to sole and shaun making them breakfast in bed?

they deserve a good day off.

Cait: Cait wasn’t the kind of gal to get sentimental, but there was something about Shaun standing at the end of her bed with his wide smile and hands clutching a plate of pancakes that made her melt. “Is all this for me?” Cait greedily snatched the food from Shaun, and he gave a boyish giggle. “Shaun, be a dear and grab me a beer and this breakfast is perfect.”

Codsworth: Codsworth didn’t have a designated sleeping area, but that didn’t stop Shaun and Sole from buying his favorite motor oil as a gift for after he was done recharging. “Goodness! I thought I was the one supposed to give you both breakfast in bed.” His mechanical eyes blinked away phantom tears. “I will endeavor to make the most of this motor oil by using it to fuel a deep-clean of the house.”

Curie: Curie was sure that the Sugar Bombs cereal, whipped creamed pancakes and cherry Nuka Cola wasn’t exactly a nutritious meal, but she ignored her impulse to lecture Shaun about the food pyramid when she saw how eager he was for her to try his breakfast. “Did Sole let you flip the pancakes?” she asked. Shaun nodded enthusiastically. “That is my favorite part as well.”

Danse: Danse was used to unseasoned slop heaped onto a metal tray in the Prydwyn canteen. He wasn’t sure how to react when Shaun and Sole handed him a plate of waffles covered in candy and whipped cream; apparently Shaun’s favorite treat on Sunday mornings. He had endearingly helped Sole make an extra plate. “Thank you for the subsidence, Shaun.” Danse paused. “And the future toothache.”

Deacon: Deacon knew he was being cheekier than usual, but it was more fun to play an entitled brat than boringly accept Shaun and Sole’s breakfast. He leaned back on his pillows, folding his hands behind his head and stretching against the mattress. “Ah, finally! Shaunsworth, Soleington. You’re late with my breakfast.” Shaun laughed while Sole rolled their eyes. “This is coming straight out of your trust fund. I mean salary. I can’t remember which is which because I am a busy and rich businessman late for five meetings and a stock market.”

Hancock: “This all for me?” Hancock’s grin stretched across his leathery face as he took in all the colorful breakfast items Shaun and Sole had whipped up. There was a little bit of everything and sprinkled with candy, which was no doubt Shaun’s request. “Now this is a meal fit for a mayor.”

MacCready: Mac couldn’t help but tear up as little Shaun sat on the edge of his bed with a plate of pancakes. It reminded him of when Lucy helped Duncan make a breakfast of their own. “Aw, Shaun. You shouldn’t have.” When Shaun added that Sole had also helped, MacCready wiped tears on the back of his sleeve.

Preston: “The most important meal of the day!” Preston wasn’t sure what else to say at Shaun and Sole’s hospitality. He was always the one making food for settlers. No one had ever done the same for him since he was a kid. “I need the fuel for a run later today. Thanks for thinking of me, Shaun.”

Piper: “Gimmiegimmiegimmie!” Piper grabbed towards the tray of breakfast like an eager child, and Shaun laughed as he cautiously handed it to her. “What’d you make me, Shaun? Sugar Bombs casserole? Mirelurk steak?” She looked at the fluffy pancakes with a smiley-face drawn in whipped cream and smiled. “Aw, I didn’t know you knew how to draw my picture.”

Nick: Shaun was so excited to show Nick his breakfast that the synth didn’t have the guts to tell him that he couldn’t eat. “Real kind of you, Shaun.” Then Nick side-eyed Sole, and they knew Nick expected them to eat it for him to keep up the charade.

X6-88: X6 wasn’t used to anyone making him food as much as he wasn’t used to an enthusiastic little boy bouncing at the end of his bed. Shaun held up the plate of breakfast with a wide smile and expectant expression. “This is for me?” X6 glanced nervously at Sole. “I prefer more protein, but...” He took the plate of sugary food from Shaun and shrugged. “This will do. Thank you, Shaun.”

#fallout 4 #fallout 4 reactions #this went to the top of the queue bc it made me smile #deacon's reaction legit made me laugh while writing #nick valentine #fallout 4 deacon #maccready #hancock #piper wright #preston garvey #fallout 4 curie #fallout 4 cait #codsworth #fallout 4 x6 #danse #fallout 4 shaun

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radioactive-reactions · 1 year

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good evening :)

would it be ok to ask the fallout 4 companions reacting to a sole who manages to get a tank working and takes it for a little cruise?

please and thank you!

Good afternoon! What a polite ask! You’re very welcome. To be honest, I’ve been expecting them to add (or, well, re-add) vehicles into Fallout ever since they made the move to 3D. I suppose there’s always Fallout 5...

Cait is all for it, going so far as to straddle the main guns and point out targets for the tank’s wrath as the Sole Survivor pilots it. Every shot threatens to buck her right off with its force- and only makes her manic grin all the wider. “Yeah! Get that radstag next- wait, fuck do you mean we’re out of shells?!”

Codsworth, more than anything, is just worried that the Sole Survivor is going to run themselves over- or worse, blow themselves up. He constantly hovers behind the tank, chiming in with advice that he surely thinks is helpful. “I beg you to think about this for a moment! The family Chryslus is one thing, but... oh dear.”

Curie is right beside Codsworth in fretting, nervously watching the tank trundle along while half-expecting it to spontaneously explode. “You... need a license to drive such a thing, non? Ah, it is very dangerous- it is not, what is the saying, legal for the street?”

Danse gives it a routine inspection, viewing it as yet another piece of useful pre-War technology to be catalogued, preserved, and never thought about again. “Dual 140-millimeter cannons, smoothbore. Depleted uranium penetrators. Four tread arrays, in good condition. This is a big find for the Brotherhood, soldier. Proctor Ingram’s going to have a field day with this one... you are donating it, correct?”

Deacon wastes little time clambering into the cabin, running his fingers over all the little switches and dials. He looks so at home in the tank that it’s hard to remember that he has absolutely no idea how to use it. “Who, me? Uh, yeah, I’ve seen one of these before. Seventh... Republic of Dave... Mechanized Division, man. It’s a real thing.”

Hancock insists on hotboxing the tank, reminding the Sole Survivor that he’s never had the chance to try it with an actual functional vehicle. What little smoke escapes it as it rolls along only convinces poor Curie further that a catastrophic engine failure has occurred. “It’s a symbol, you dig? We take this Army shit, we smoke up inside it? It’s like giving the Man a big, rolling ‘fuck you’. Trust me on this.”

MacCready takes every opportunity to ham it up alongside Deacon, recalling his time in the Gunners to more accurately imitate a military hardass... which lasts for about fifteen seconds once the lurching tank gives him motion sickness. “Is that insubordination on my crew, private? Drop and give me twenty... oh, God, once we stop. Can we stop?”

Valentine would whistle if he could. He’s not shy about getting up close and personal, nudging the treads with one of his well-worn shoes. “...Well, would you look at that? You fixed the only machine in this place more broken-down than I am. Kinda gives me hope.”

Piper joins the peanut gallery with X6 and Curie, already scribbling the rough draft of an article in her omnipresent notepad. “I dunno, Blue. Tell you what: you can ride around in the big metal coffin all you want, and I’ll tell you when you’re about to crash into a tree. Deal?”

Preston is more than a little nervous... but just as impressed, too. Still, he won’t go near the thing, preferring to have Sturges check it out on his behalf. “...Wow. Uh- wow. General, are you sure this sends the right message? We’re here to help the Commonwealth, not... you know, level it.”

Strong feels a bit threatened by the presence of something potentially more destructive than he is, and immediately tries to lift the tank to prove that he’s still on top. He manages to get its front end maybe half an inch off the ground before collapsing, shamed and indignant. “STRONG NEVER LIKE MACHINES ANYWAY. DON’T FIGHT FAIR!”

X6-88 just watches from a distance, thoroughly unimpressed with it all. “No. I don’t think it’s likely to be of any value. A competent asset retrieval team could take it apart in minutes.” Behind those dark sunglasses, though, his eyes are as wide as dinner plates... and is he flinching every time another explosion rocks his surroundings? A trick of the light, surely.

Dogmeat loves it. Of course he does. It stirs primal memories of chasing cars in his little brain- and this one is actually slow enough to catch!

#fallout #fallout 4 #fo4 #fo4 companions #fo4 cait #fo4 curie #codsworth #paladin danse #fo4 deacon #john hancock #Robert MacCready #nick valentine #piper wright #preston garvey #fo4 strong #x6-88 #dogmeat

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1donoow · 10 months

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STAR WARS REC

PT.2

......

♡ - smut

Most of them are fluff

......

<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post

Anakin Skywalker

obi wan kenobi

poe dameron

din djarin

@star-whores-a-new-hoe - the star wars boys with a s/o who struggle with physical affection

@feyre-darling92 - when they're jealous

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anakin skywalker

@thequeerestmf - how are anakin kisses like

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obiwan kenobi

@ivorydragoness44 - imagine meditating with obi wan

@curiouser--and--curiouser - obi wan kenobi having a crush on you would include

- dating obi wan would include

@clints-lucky-arrow - dating obiwan headcannon

@rentskenobi - shirt

@star-whores-a-new-hoe - mornings with obi wan

- snow day

- back rubs

@spilledkauffie - tender tension

- obi wan sfw hc

- obi wan kenobi soft hc

- dating padwan!obi wan hc

@moonlit-imagines - sending care package to obiwan while he's in tatooine

@not-the-droid - across time and space

@scribble-dribble-writes - late night talking

- only you

- distraction

- socializing blues

@thequeerestmf -actions that show obi-wan kenobi that you love him

- obi-wan taking care of you when you get sick

- how are obi wan kisses like

@nanagoswife - monsters,hayrides and pumpkin patches

- Une Danse d'Amour Inconscient

@forever-rogue - ___

@bellarkeselection - I'll keep you warm

@panic-in-the-multiverse - attachment of the child pt 1 (child!reader)

@hoeforevery1 - obi wan kenobi hc

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poe dameron

@juno-eclipsee - starlight (first order!reader)

@mads-weasley - hope

@moonlit-imagines - poe being recruited by the first order, and you trying to get him back(skywalker!reader)

@agntofhydra - sawbones masterlist

@yelena-bellova - don't be afraid masterlist (solo!reader)

@stormkobra-5 - the house of fett masterlist (mando!force sensitive!reader)

@noclue32 - new auras (jedi!pilot!reader)

@starryeyedstories - like husband,like wife

- black leader shutting up

@eyelessfaces - heal

@jake-g-lockley - I'm cold

@dailyreverie - kiss me I'm miserable

@the-dendrophile-bookworm - lifeline

@chloe-skywalker - may the 4th be with you (solo-organa!reader)

@writefightandflightclub - you make me shy

@the-little-ewok - little help

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din djarin

@januaryembrs - ad astra ch.7

@starryeyedstories - din djarin and flowers

@dinsverdika - soft din thoughts

@joels6string - open tab (mechanic!reader) ♡

@noodlesfics -You being a parent to Grogu involves

@funnylittlelad - a touch of humanity pt.1

@spctrsgf - irrevocably

@namjoon-koya - mando being overprotective father to the reader

- mighty heart ch.2 (dad!mando)

- dad!mando headcannon

@pedrito-friskito - uncharted territory ♡

@groguspicklejar - the strength we admire

@sofiaaaaaaaa03 - grogu's gift

@shangchiswife - maroon

@mewhenimsad - din's kitten

@softlyspector - significant

- din takes his riddur to sorgan

@peterparkersnose - sucks to suck (senator!reader)

- after last night

@mandoalorian - borrowed time ch.1

@angelltheninth - din melting when you kiss his hand

- rivals to lovers

#masterlist #star wars rec #anakin skywalker x reader #poe dameron x reader #din djarin x reader

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until-the-brahmin-come-home · 5 months

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little snippet that i don't think is really going anywhere anytime soon (it's just Nate thinking about his prosthetic and being briefly kinda gay for Danse):

The Brotherhood had made him a cybernetic hand. It wasn’t better or worse than the first one he had gotten, over two centuries ago now, after the initial loss. Just different. But still not good enough; nothing could ever be good enough.

The best way he could explain it was that there was a delay. Imperceptible to anyone watching, for sure, but that tiny fraction of a second was enough to make every movement with the hand miserable. So he usually went without.

The other issue is proprioception. And god, isn’t that an old world word now – and he doesn’t even remember where he learned it. In the doctor’s office, maybe, in those long hours where they outlined his recovery and fitted him for a new hand. He can’t feel the prosthetic the way he can feel his other limbs, even if he can make it move with a thought. It’s just dead weight hanging from his elbow.

It does make some activities more difficult, even if he’s mostly learned to adapt by now. He’s not as good with rifles, his attempts at sewing usually end in him cursing at the fabric, and he can’t do the fine manipulation he used to be able to when working on mechanical projects. That’s generally the only time he puts the arm on, anymore, when he has a vision he needs to make real and absolutely needs all ten fingers to pull it off. Otherwise, he asks for help.

He used to be bad at that. Used to go for days running on fumes because his stepfather and brothers and every other goddamn person had drilled it into his mind that asking for help was a weakness. He had gotten better because of Nora. Because she was bad at asking for help, too. It had taken a lot of nights going mad with worry over her before he realized that she likely did the same over him, and they came to a mutual agreement to just reach out to each other if they needed anything. That, more than anything, served as the foundation of their marriage. What was love, if not helping one another?

He missed her all the time. This skip into the future had been messy and confusing, a chaotic scramble to keep the people he cared about alive. Nora was often away on her own missions trying to eke out an existence in the wasteland, while he played nice with the Brotherhood or investigated the safer mysteries available to him. He spent his days playing twenty questions with Piper, teaching Dogmeat new tricks, cleaning up settlements with Preston and Codsworth. He knew he was being useful. He just...still missed Nora.

He scrubbed a hand over his beard and groaned. He had preferred to keep it trimmed neat, before getting flash-frozen, but that was less of an option now. He rooted around in his pack until he found his straight razor, idly flicking it open. It was a bit of a bitch to pull off, but he had managed to shave like this before. It was just a bit of a process, and he’d probably nick himself a couple times.

“Problem, soldier?” came Danse’s voice suddenly, and Nate barely refrained from flinching. The man was rarely stealthy, but Nate had been lost in thought.

“I just need to shave,” he said, tapping the flat of the blade on his thigh. Danse frowned – or rather, frowned deeper. There was usually a mild scowl on his face. Nate tried not to take it personally.

“Do you want me to fetch your-” Nate waved him off before he could even finish his sentence.

“No need, really. I can handle it. Thank you, paladin,” Nate didn’t mean to bring out the title, but he had a habit of doing such things when he got annoyed with people. Danse never seemed to notice. Sometimes, the man’s obliviousness was endearing. Other times...less so.

“But wouldn’t it be easier?” Danse pressed, moving so he was more directly in Nate’s line of sight. Nate grumbled something wordless, before flipping the razor around and offering Danse the handle.

“If you’re so worried about me, why don’t you do it yourself?” he asked. He meant it mostly as a joke, but watching the way Danse flushed and looked away, he was immediately swept up in the possibility. Danse’s hands on his face, careful and precise. He was sure Danse would take to it with the same brisk efficiency the soldier approached most tasks. And he wouldn’t dare let the blade slip.

Okay, let’s dial it back a little, Nate thought to himself.

#fallout 4 #fallout danse #oc tag: nate #my writing

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maccreadysbaby · 1 year

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Fo4 male companions modern job aus

What Jobs Male Companions Would Work in a Modern AU

Danse: we all know he’d be in the military. he’s just a military man. if not, something vaguely similar like a police officer or firefighter. a job where he can use his steel-set morals to help people

Deacon: just vibe with me here for a second… dude would be one fire lawyer. it doesn’t matter if his client is guilty, he is so good with words, so meticulous and calculative with every syllable that comes out of his mouth, so good at twisting things and building cases, he wins every single court case ever. other lawyers would probably back into a corner and cry when they realized they’d be going against him

Gage: something like a mechanic or builder. i cant really see him doing anything that requires too much sitting still or office work, he seems like he’d excel at something meticulous and labor intensive. something he likes and will stick with until the day he dies

Hancock: some kind of politician or activist. maybe local or maybe national. who knows. i just know he totally swayed everything i thought i knew about diamond city and ghouls in like two days and he’d literally win every single vote ever because he’s ✨charming✨

MacCready: probably a more domestic job. a quiet office job, maybe at a car dealership so he can bring duncan, or some kind of retail behind the scenes. not huge on talking to people, but can navigate phone calls and e-mails well

Nick: a ballerina. obviously.

Preston: he’d definitely work in a field that serves others because that’s his passion. maybe working for a charity or some kind of non-profit something. as a stable job, though, maybe a veterinarian or maybe even a pediatrician

X6-88: a lawyer too, because of the pure logic and systematic nature of his mind. but he wins every time mostly because everybody’s scared of him. can probably sway an entire courtroom with one single glare and when he goes against deacon? judge judy in the house

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jarino · 2 months

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Fanfic Recs

Complete

Detroit: Become Human

Like Fire and Powder by isiac_ (Connor/Reader)

Love; Defined by HighAsHope (Connor/Reader)

Mechanical Heart by Wolveria (Connor/Reader)

Dragon Age

As the World Falls Down & All I Ask of You by Khirsah (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Cherry Wine (Series) by jellopunch (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Enemies to Lovers by Caramelized (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Honey Whiskey by samzillastomps (Lavellan/Cullen)

Steel and Roses (Series) by ScriptrixDraconum (Cousland/Alistair)

The Lion of Skyhold by CometEclipse (Lavellan/Cullen)

The Way You Make Me Feel by speedgriffon (Cousland/Alistair)

Mass Effect

A Sensitive Spirit (Just Waiting To Shine) by Stratisphyre (Ryder/Jaal)

Experiments in Diplomacy by Dulcidyne (Ryder/Jaal)

Jaal x Sara (Series) by buttsonthebeach (Ryder/Jaal)

Like Starbursts So Bright (Series) by bicetea (Ryder/Jaal)

Reflex and Response by KamalasFanfiction (Ryder/Jaal)

Starlight’s Bridge by Tiara_of_Sapphires (Ryder/Jaal)

Strong and Clear by canongoddess (Ryder/Evfra)

Thaw by erinaceous (Ryder/Jaal)

The Galaxy’s Worst Book Club & The Galaxy’s Best Improv Group by interventionandlullabies (Ryder/Jaal)

The Holes of my Sweater by DedeDrabbles (Ryder/Jaal)

Miraculous Ladybug

Danse Inversee by Nomolosk (Marinette/Adrien)

Drowning (In Plain Sight) by buggachat (Marinette/Adrien)

For Better or Worse by Cameo_Cat (Marinette/Adrien)

The Bravery of Adrien Agreste by Druwho (Marinette/Adrien)

Open My Eyes by buggachat (Marinette/Adrien)

Where This Flower Grows by ApomaroMellow (Marinette/Adrien)

The Legend of Zelda

Colors of the Heart (Series) by traumfesser (Link/Sidon)

I Write to you From the Road by okamiwind (Link/Sidon)

Paradise in the Open by DakiWaaban (Link/Sidon)

Simple Solace by GalacticConcatenation (Link/Sidon)

The Prince’s Plan by GalacticConcatenation (Link/Sidon)

The Stone Unturned by surverycorpsjean (Link/Sidon)

To my Dearest Friend by surverycorpsjean (Link/Sidon)

Voe Armor Made me do It by MiKUSABBATH (Link/Sidon)

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In Progress

Baldur’s Gate

Fell For Your Prey, Didn’t You? (Series) by DedeDrabbles (Tav/Astarion)

Dragon Age

Ellinor Trevelyan (Series) by tollofthebells (Trevelyan/Cullen)

From the Beyond by Auriana Valoria (Modern Girl/Cullen)

The Light You Still Hold by briannasroger (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Mass Effect

Before, Between, and After by RaeScribbles (Ryder/Jaal)

Doll by LadySpaceRadio (Ryder/Jaal)

Pity by Everyday_Im_Preaching (Ryder/Evfra)

Population: Me + You by LadySpaceRadio (Ryder/Evfra)

The Untraveled Road by RaeScribbles (Ryder/Evfra)

Miraculous Ladybug

When Duty and Desire Meet by EdenDaphne & midnightstarlightwrites (Marinette/Adrien)

The Legend of Zelda

Her Knight by traumfesser (Link/Sidon)

My Favorite Place is at Your Side by FaeWren (Link/Sidon)

Various Titles (Different Not Less) by fellowfights (Link/Sidon)

Untouchable Things by Bitterlikesweets (Link/Sidon)

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Potentially Abandoned

Detroit: Become Human

I am Alive by forsakenoathkeeper (Connor/Reader)

Mass Effect

Explain it Again, Slowly by interventionandlullabies (Ryder/Jaal)

The Space Between by Mikalah (Ryder/Jaal)

Miraculous Ladybug

The Bravery of Marinette Dupain-Cheng by Druwho (Marinette/Adrien)

The Legend of Zelda

Rumors (Series) by rocketdeer (Link/Sidon)

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Most Likely Abandoned

Dragon Age

Breaking the Divide by Fatally_Procrastinating (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Dignity, Devotion, and Darkspawn by samzillastomps (Amell/Alistair)

Dissonant Verses by purrfectj (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Every Moment We’re Alive is Absurdity by lonelyspaghetti (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Green Light in my Eyes / And my Lover on my Mind by storiesliveoninsideus (Lavellan/Cullen)

Gold Lion by NoisyGhost (Lavellan/Cullen)

Knight of Swords by NowhereAtAll (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Least Likely to Succeed by bushviper (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Midnight at Skyhold by LadyDanya (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Someday We’ll Try to Walk Upright by sirinial (Trevelyan/Cullen)

Mass Effect

Language Barriers by rievu (Ryder/Jaal)

Miraculous Ladybug

Not That Kind of Hero by FallenGale (Marinette/Adrien)

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palidan-sheep · 2 years

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Whilst most scars in Fallout 4 are just there to prove that the commonwealth is an unforgiving place, there are a few scars that I want to know the story behind.

Take for example good ol bitch ass Knights Rhys’. People tend to forget that the bastard has a big ol scar across the left side of his face and just sorta reaches over the bridge of his nose.

What cause such a gruesome scar? What did Rhys’ get himself into the resulted in something that big? Did the lil scar of his lip also pop up as a result of what caused the bigger scar?

Was it the result of some goofy, dumb, childish action that had sever consequences? Was it something akin to Elder Maxson story? Rhys’ though he could fist fight a deathclaw and get his ass whopped for it? Maybe he was messing around in some scrap or PA, after all he is the BoS police stations mechanic, and lost to said inanimate object?

Or is it something more dark and depressing? Fight for his life? Something he got when they first entered the commonwealth? Danse did say that their arrival has not been pleasant. Maybe an abrupt wake up call when he was a child?

It’s not just Rhys’, I’m stuck staring at his stupid face for a drawing and whilst looking for other artist interpretation, I noticed that a few actually forgot the scar on his face and it got me wondering how he got his set lol.

#I like Rhys’ okay?#not everyone has to be a good lil follower #some deserve to be mean #and get unwarranted hate for it #I mean #it’s fun to make fun of him #but I do it loveingly #lol #fallout 4 #knight rhys

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I think it's kind of lame that I *have* to join the brotherhood of steel. Like I guess it's supposed to be really fan servicey that we get in so easily and make us feel all important. aside from Danse sounding and acting like Cop Buzzlight year, I feel like it every faction in this game is trying to court me in the way an old classmate would sell me on a MLM.

Like the interesting parts of New Vegas wasn't oh you could join a lot of groups at the same time. I think it came from how you could play the groups against each other acting as a man on the inside.

The karma system in game I think is pretty unsalvageable, but the reputation system feels very balanced and engaging as a mechanic because something as simple as say-- accidentally shooting one of the NCR friendly trading post guys while you were fat thumbing through a legion assassin squad rightfully earns you some beef with NCR as well as beef from the legion. It felt very reactive and engaging. You had to earn your position in each faction, and even when youre there youre still treated like a new-guy, youre still talked down too and berated.

When Ceasar requests an audience he only does so close to the end of the first act of the game after you've fought your way to vegas, he recognizes the player's strength to have gotten so far.

Meanwhile in fallout 4 I escort one dude beefed up in armor through a dark station and beat up some robots for him-- and I'm suddenly fit to perform regardless of my current objectives or beliefs.

It feels very video gamey and while that's obvious I think it could be done more fluidly/diagetically than escort mission through extremely silly set pieces like giant mosquitoes only to then run into a pack of wild dogs.

All this too say I think the game got so bored and uninterested with it's own plot that it's trying to grab my attention with the amount of stuff I can do for these characters versus the quality.

#fallout #Fallout 4 #txt☆#captain's log☆

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fallout4-reacts · 1 year

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How would Nick, Danse (Pre-BB) Father and DiMA react to Sole who jerryrigged themselves a prosthetic arm out of an old gen 2 synth arm? If you don’t write for the last 2 it’s fine

Wow

This one is very original; I would never have thought of such a thing. I LOVE it!

Thank you so much for challenging me, I have uh… I admit I took a little pleasure in uh… must be honest, turning the thing into a ridiculous one 😉

Hope you’ll like it

Nick : It was a horrific experience. Sole turned it into a dark comedy. To be honest, Nick isn't surprised after the initial shock. What was to be expected when a Synth Gen2 blew Sole's arm to dust with an Institute rifle?

"Motherfucker! You take my arm, then I'll take yours!"

Nick would have wanted to tell them that … it doesn’t work that way. And it doesn't work that way. It's not a piece of duct tape that can make an artificial limb work, but every time Nick opens his mouth to speak to them, Sole gives him a look that sends shivers up his spine, even though he can't have a shiver and has no spine. So, Nick silently follows a Sole visible out of them who carries a ludicrous piece of articulated metal at the end of their shoulder for a few hours. And he struggles to hold back his laughter. Dismal.

When they retire for the night and the arm falls into the fire with the bundles of wood, Sole looks at him for a second before shrugging.

Nick rolls his eyes but remains silent. However, he is increasingly considering replacing... his companion.

"Do you agree to see a doctor about your missing limb now?"

"No, I'll ask Sturges to fix me up the next one I find."

Danse : It happened in a flash. When they reached this hellhole, the synths began to pour down on them, and the factory had previously been loaded with traps and bombs. Sole and Danse take cover to avoid a nourished shot when they hear the distinctive click of a trap.

The explosion hits both of them, but Danse's Power Armour protects him well. He finishes killing the synthetics and then searches the explosion wreckage for his recruit.

"Sole?"

He discovers them beneath a crumbled wall, which he can remove without causing further damage. Further damage than is already done.

"Stay with me, knight!"

Danse reacts immediately, putting pressure where the stump of the missing limb empties his poor companion's blood, who is still in shock, before diving inside Sole's bag and grabbing the box of stimpacks. The wound heals in time, but the arm does not grow back. Danse was already thinking of the pep talk that would be appropriate when the soldier realised what they lacked while acting in the sequence of procedures to take in such a case. But Sole pushes him back before he opens his mouth, gets up, and heads straight for a Synth Gen2's damaged body. Danse sighs; he was expecting that. Anger. Then comes denial, followed by... SHIT!

"He's already dead; what's the point in tearing his arm off?"

Sole turns to face their superior before returning to scavenge in their luggage, pulling out a tube of superglue and leather straps.

"I just lost my arm because of them. Pay-back."

In front of Danse's puzzled gaze, Sole fashions an orthosis that they stick to their stump and then secure with straps. Then they grabbed their weapon with one hand and stood in front of their superior, the prosthetic dangling grotesquely in the emptiness.

"Okay, shall we continue?"

Danse, who is absolutely taken aback, continues to fix the improvised artificial limb.

Danse shakes hard, continuing to staring at the mechanical arm that swings every time Sole changes direction. After a while, the paladin comes to an abrupt halt.

"I'm not… sure it's... in the procedure for..."

"Are we going or what?"

After a long while during which neither the knight nor the paladin reacted, Sole finally lost his composure and laughed out loud. Danse's brow furrows in displeasure.

"No, really not."

"What?"

"It's not working. We return to the Prydwen, and you allow Cade to operate you."

"There's nothing left to operate on."

"You're not going to walk around the Commonwealth dressed in a Brotherhood uniform with a synthetic arm, period."

"My body is my body!"

"It's NOT your body!"

"That’s...ridiculous. Is that all?"

"Undoubtedly," Danse admitted with a diminished smile.

"All right, Prydwen is well. Perhaps Ingram can create a better prosthetic for me."

"Definitely."

Father : Those who claim that ridicule doesn't kill have no idea what they are talking about. Father remains motionless for two minutes with his mouth ajar, as his directors exchange worrisome and uncomfortable looks. X6-88 wishes to die. After the accident, he followed Sole to the Institute, but he wished he'd blown up with the grenade when she took Sole's arm. While he was still upset over not being able to defend them from mutilation, he witnessed them ripping off the arm of a fallen Synth Gen2 and affixing it to their limb with... glue and leather straps.

And it is this portrait that they now give to Father, who appears to be in full apoplexy, silent and immovable at the end of the meeting table, his stare widened with stupor fixated on the grotesque limb that hangs from Sole's stump.

Father has recovered from his astonishment and is once again in command of his emotions, but for the first time in his life, he is torn between the need to laugh and the desire to cry. He casts an enquiring glance at X6, who tucks his head into his shoulders, feeling the shame of being connected with human foolishness for the first time in his existence.

"What is that?" the old man eventually articulates in a feeble voice.

"My new member," his parent excitedly declared.

"However...if you...want a synthetic prosthesis, we have doctors and scientists who can custom-make one for you."

DiMA : Things have become, to put it mildly, fascinating since Sole and Nick arrived on the island. When Faraday informs that they have returned to Acadia, DiMA prepared to greet them like guests, but he is totally dumbfounded for the first time since... forever.

Sole has obviously lost an arm, and DiMA can't help but feel sorry for them, but it's not that fact that has him flabbergasted. The synthetic is unable to divert his attention away from the thing, which stands grotesquely at the end of the stump.

Nick shrugs his shoulders and sighs as DiMA throw him a questioning look.

"Is that a... synthetic arm?"

Sole happily replied, "Gen2."

DiMA observes the absurd assemblage once more before turning to Nick.

"It's...ingenious," the Acadia leader said.

"It is ignominious, useless, and stupid," Nick corrects unequivocally. "I keep telling them, but they think it's a good idea to consider it. If you ask me, I think they're just using the situation to make fun of me," the detective adds between his teeth.

"Roooh" Sole just lift his eyes to heaven.

Nick then grumbles and walks away. Sole shrugs, laughing.

"Tell me, my brother, what makes Sole's gesture make you feel—

"Shut up!"

"I was making fun of him. Hey, I'm doing my best to cope."

DiMA no longer dares to open his mouth. It would be the height that he starts to stutter. Nonetheless, he is certain that if he attempts to talk, he will stutter.

#nick valentine #danse #father #dima #fallout 4 #fallout 4 react #fallout 4 reactions #reactions #fallout 4 companions #fo4 #sole survivor #fallout

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imagine-silk · 1 year

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How would companions (+ Proctor Ingram) react to a special doctor that has a knack for making synthetic prosthetics?

Like artificial limbs that look real human

He’s not from the Institute but he’s fascinated by their technology.

He’d join them if it weren’t for their ideals.

The guy is what one would call a Ripper Doc.

I hope you like this, I know next to nothing about Cyberpunk. I asked my brother about instead of reading pages of info. You almost made me read anon. READ! The sacrilege.

Proctor Ingram

That kind of tech is dubious to have in the brotherhood but she doesn’t report you out of a spiteful comradery. She had her legs crushed so who was she to deny people prosthetics. But she wouldn’t ask for leg replacements, again it is dubious technology to have. If you have these enhancements she will not tell another soul about them, because she’s pretty sure the reason you haven’t been reported is because the others don’t know. If you work for her she will always have you around to help her.

Nick

The reason he’s falling apart is because he knows next to nothing about mechanics so he’ll ask for your expertise after you’ve become friends. He’ll pay you of course. To be frank it takes a lot of worry from him knowing his hand won’t fall off. Further down the line he’ll ask if you could replace his skin.

Hancock

He thinks it’s cool and that’s where his opinion starts and ends. He starts thinking any more about it he’ll lose his mind because he doesn’t understand it in the slightest. If you have these implants he is going to stare at it and find every excuse to touch it.

MacCready

There is a part of him that thinks it’s weird and creepy. There’s a bigger part of him that thinks it’s super fucking cool. His comic book brain lights up and all his boyish dreams come to life in front of him. He never tells you that and tries to hide it but it is a bit obvious.

Danse

His views on technology after he left the Brotherhood had been muddled. All he knew was he knew less than nothing. Not being with the Institute was enough for him to look at what you do with an open mind. If you prove to be skilled enough he’ll ask if you could take a look at him, seeing as he’s a synth and everything.

X6-88

At first he considers you a huge asset to the Institute. After he trusts himself with you. He can hardly check himself and you have proven yourself to be trustful. In the regard I would advise you to be kind, the way they treated him in the Institute was borderline or sometimes overt torture.

Codsworth

He’s upset about your tools. Before the war you had much more at your disposal and you’d helped a lot of people but now you are severely limited. The indignity! But don’t worry he’ll go out and search for more and maintain the ones you have.

Deacon

As much as he jokes about it, it is something that makes him count his lucky stars you’re on their side. If you have some that have blades or something that thought increases tenfold. When you become friends that nervous caution dies down. His fear never really was about the tech.

Cait

This is only a good thing to her. You are strong as hell, have built in weapons, and you can replace blown off bits. What more could she want? Honestly, down the line she’ll ask if you’re willing to do it to her, but that’s far down the line.

Curie

She’s gonna have a work crush on you, just a fact. The need to expand her knowledge will have her working with you in the clinic, the combination of medicine and engineering makes everything better with you two. If you have them she’ll help you maintain it.

Piper

Her curiosity beats her disdain for the Institute. When she hears you denounce them she calms down. She does think it’s unnatural but who is she to agree about something she doesn’t fully understand. In fact she’ll allow you to put an ad in her paper if you ask.

Preston

He loves it. It helps people, it looks cool, and it’s mostly ethical under your command. If you weren’t the Sole Survivor he’d ask you to stay in his settlement, hell, he even offers to help you open a clinic or share it with Curie.

Dogmeat

Get an implant that throws a ball. Do it.

#fallout 4 #fallout 4 companions #ask and you shall receive

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How would companions react to getting pulled into an alley on their way home by a Mr Handy? (The Mr Handy has surprising strength!)

They think it’s like a surprise attack and they’re about to die but the Mr Handy swiftly gives them either a Haircut (Beautiful hair) or a shave (growing a beard) or a tune up, and it comes out really well!

Cait: The Mr. Handy barely kept Cait still as she kicked and clawed from its grasp. Even when the robot showed her a mirror to admire her haircut, she still took a hard swing at its metal body, narrowly missing it (and breaking her hand). When Cait caught her reflection, she watched her cheeks burn red. She looked... pretty. "Never fuckn' do that again, robot." Cait spat beside it. "I don't care if you make me look like a damn pre-war supermodel. I'll bust yer face in."

Codsworth: "Why, I never!" Codsworth didn't struggle much. He hoped to persuade the Mr. Handy to unhand him before it came to violence. Then Codsworth realized it had given him a tune up. "Oh, I see what you did there. Thank you, good sir! It's nice to see some kindness still in the Commonwealth."

Curie: The haircut was over before Curie could even scold the Mr. Handy. When it held up a mirror, Curie primped her hair and smiled kindly. "Thank you, little robot. But please, do not do that again. I could have harmed you in my struggle."

Danse: "Unhand me, robot!" Danse threw the Mr. Handy off before it could style his new haircut. Even when it showed him a mirror, Danse shoved its mechanical hand away. "Where is your human? Who do you belong to? They need to be aware of your unsanctioned actions against military personale." It was only when he returned to the Prydwyn did Danse notice the Mr. Handy gave him a wonderful haircut. He felt a little bad about his rudeness.

Deacon: "Where are we going, buddy?" Deacon held still when the Mr. Handy pulled out a razor, unsure if the robot was malfunctioning and dangerous. Then the Mr. Handy gave him a wonderful shave, which he had been sorely needing after a mission. Deacon hated when his ginger stubble ruined a disguise. "Gee, thanks, pal." He rubbed his smooth face and smiled. "So do I tip you in motor oil or something?"

MacCready: "Knock it off!" MacCready swatted at the Mr. Handy as it took his hat off and clipped the sides of his hair. Before MacCready could finally pull away, the Mr. Handy showed him a mirror. "Well, I'll be damned. I'm lookin' pretty good." He ran a hand through the new hairstyle and smiled. "You're alright, robot."

Preston: "Oh boy." Preston let the Mr. Handy fix his stubble, but only because he felt like jerking away while it had a razor to his neck was a bad idea. Preston was glad he was patient. The Mr. Handy had given him the closet shave of his life. "Would you like to come back to the Castle with me? If you don't belong to somebody, that is. There are a lot of other Minutemen who'd really appreciate your magic touch."

Piper: Piper got in a few good smacks against the Mr. Handy before it finished her haircut. She didn't appreciate being pulled into an alley. When it showed her the new hairstyle, she paused briefly to admire the layers it had expertly created to frame her face, then crossed her arms. "That was real stupid of you. One of us could have gotten hurt." Piper assumed it was malfunctioning. She was just grateful it used its scissors to style her hair and not anything more violent.

X6-88: The Mr. Handy barely shaved X6's face before the courser threw it against the wall. "I'm the only robot who gets to groom me."

#fallout 4 #(im rusty be gentle)#deacon fallout 4 #paladin danse #fallout piper #codsworth #maccready #x6-88 #preston garvey #curie fallout 4 #cait fallout 4 #fallout 4 react #fallout 4 reactions #(railroad? more like queue queue train)

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supernovafeather · 2 years

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The Perfect Place (18+)

FO!Poe Dameron x FO!ex-Rebel!F!Reader

Content : smut, nudity, voyeurism, public sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, fluff.

Summary: Poe brings his girlfriend to a property thanks to a few days off from duty, and the Stormtroopers supposed to assure the couple safety get a bit curious when the couple bathes in hot springs.

Please comment and reblog if you liked it ! 😊

Finally free from your stinky and sweaty outfit you sit in the spring, enjoying the sunlight drawing patterns on your skin, helped by the moving branches and leaves so high above your head. The clear and warm water provides you some comfort after such a long day spent in the middle of oil, fuel, and dirt.

Alone, you watch the splendid green environment below this steep mountain hosting your troglodyte house. You are tempted to jump into the lake below just like the waterfall does in this hypnotizing danse, but you feel too good here to move. Lazy too.

Thanks to his well-payed job in the First Order, your lover managed to get access to this luxurious remote place and invited you. It's not everyday that a gifted pilot admits actual feelings for a mere mechanic like you but your Poe is different. Not in a "he is charming and funny so he is a nice guy" way, but more in a "he is reliable, honest, and caring" way.

"You were quick to drop your clothes off."

Below the surface level you clench your toes gently when you see Poe's feet in the corner of your eyes, solidly planted on the rocky ground surrounding the spring. Bare skin up to his knees, then as you turn around to look up at him you raise an eyebrow at his hardening flesh exposed to your eyes and the sunlight.

"Are you daring to comment on my nudity when you don't even try to hide yours ?"

"You love it when I compliment you honey."

You grimace when he tries to poke your cheek with his toes but laugh it off. He's always playful when feeling horny, i.e 70% of the time you spend together in this house.

"I do love it. Now come down there." You whine as you stand up with water arriving to your knees.

Even in this position your head only reaches his chest, giving you a beautiful view other than the immense prairie beneath. Now that he doesn't need to look as neat as usual he lets his stubble grown and cover his sharp jaws to surround this sly grin. His dark curls are slightly longer than what you got accustomed to, taking wilder angles where he runs his hands from time to time. His hands are firmly set on his hips still covered in the few hickeys you left yesterday leading to his cock throbbing as it reaches his toned belly that got slightly fatter after a few delicious meals lately.

"I'd sure go down on you little one." He purrs before walking towards you.

Poe is a handsome man and you are glad to let him step into that spring, his arms snaking around you gently as you press yourself against his chest, staring at him lovingly.

"Thank you again for finding this place. I could spend my life here." You whisper against his lips before kissing him.

"Anything for my girl." He mumbles before kissing you back. "Not afraid of them seeing you naked ?"

"Why would I ? I know they feel grateful of seeing me like this." You chuckle.

The Stormtroopers assigned to your security are not supposed to have access to this area to guarantee you some privacy, but you are pretty sure your lover is not the only one admiring a naked woman taking a relaxing bath. He loves your perked nipples on your fully exposed breasts, and you are sure that the few white dots from behind the trees appreciate it as well.

"Is that a rebel thing to like doing immoral stuff right under our nose ?" He questions you with a seductive gaze.

"I can't get rid off my old habits like that Poe you know it."

You pull him to a spot where you can face the valley, his eyes never letting you go as well as his arm around your hips. Then you sit down, enjoying the view, the blue sky and the trail of sloppy kisses on your neck making you moan. He snorts at the cracking sound coming from a tree but doesn't stop, now plunging one of his skilled hands underwater to caress your hip.

"I know what you want," you whisper, "take them."

"I want you my little Rebel," he purrs.

"I am no longer one Poe." You reply as you arch your back to attract his gaze to your breasts.

You laugh loudly as he pulls you to him brutally, making you straddle him with your arm around his neck to keep your balance. His hands rub your thighs and buttocks roughly, contrasting with the loving gaze he offers you.

"I loved our game from last time."

A quick glance towards the trees confirms the presence of at least one curious pair of eyes. That Stormtrooper is well hidden but the pine movements betray him. Between this and the warm cock starting to rub against your entrance and asscheeks, you don't know what to choose.

Instead of hiding you make your breasts more obvious as you take a more comfortable position, looking down at your officer that starts to kiss your throat, his hands now pinching your nipples.

"So am I going to be your poor desperate Rebel begging the hot First Order pilot that just saved her ?" You mumble as you grind against his shaft.

"No, a beautiful Rebel I saw bathing naked and that lets me take her."

The warm mouth and wet tongue are not long to take your left nipple in their grasp, his hands brushing your bare back up and down. Poe loves to touch your breasts, to sleep on them too, or just to watch them. He says he finds it satisfying to see yours, but that he doesn't know why, maybe their color, shape, the flesh swollen under your nightgown.

You barely have the time to grind back with his tip pressed against your swollen clit that he scoffs, managing to penetrate you with one long thrust underwater making you jolt as your walls swallow him.

"Kriff Poe, you're big you know that." You scold him with a moan as yours lower lips now rub against his balls. "Tell me before doing that."

"Sorry ma'am." He sighs as he rests his arms on the edge to watch your breasts with a boyish grin. "You just got the right to ride your First Order officer as a revenge. Ride him good, he deserves to get put back at his place."

The pilot hums in approval when you tighten your inside grip around him, his lustful eyes defying you as he nibbles his bottom lip.

"I thought you wanted to be the officer taking that poor little Rebel." You taunt him with a few gentle hip thrusts.

"I'd love that but I offer her her revenge. I'm generous you know."

Another branch cracks as you moan loudly, this time from behind another tree. Poe thrusts up when you cup his head with your hands to kiss him, muffling his moan.

"Didn't know you were that lazy." You whisper as you keep him deep inside you. "Where is my favorite pilot at ? Wasn't it romantic enough for you ?"

"Lie down." He says breathlessly with a gaze full of promise.

Poe and you... it's complicated. You met for the first time in similar circumstances, you bathing in a lake with your rebel outfit half on when you were waiting for the rescue team to detect your presence, and him finding you like that. There was something electric in the air as this fully clothed First Order pilot was staring at you with his helmet still on when you had no weapon.

Instead of panicking you turned this to your advantage, exposing your skin to him proudly when he asked you to join him if you wanted to live. Fortunately he respected his part of the deal by taking you right there without telling anything or anyone about your existence. You were already moaning loudly and begging for more when he took his helmet off, his handsome face revealed shamelessly as he pinned you to the ground.

This was how you got to accomplish your most taboo fantasy, and meet your lover whose you crossed the path several times. You didn't exactly betray a cause you believed in, after all the only thing that bounded you to the Resistance was your pay.

And now you get the chance of being completely free. Free to get fucked hard by this same man pining you down to the ground firmly, your back against the flat rocks as he looks down at your breasts bouncing under his thrusts. You like being seen as a whore by his men, you are not stupid enough not to know what they think of you. They must feel so aroused by watching your legs grabbing his hips as he grinds lovingly, his half-closed eyes directed to yours. They see you as some hole because they have no idea how tender Poe is in the warmth of your bed. They don't know what it feels like to be loved. They don't know how great it is to let your lover kiss you passionately, to play one of his sensual games for hours before getting to the most serious part, to feel your muscles finally relaxing after such powerful climaxes.

"I love you baby." He whispers against your ear breathlessly during his erratic hips thrusts. "I love you so much."

You take his hand and hold it tight as your eyes roll back, forgetting about anything else not linked to him as you welcome this familiar and delightful sensation you got addicted to with him.

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