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dez78 · 1 year

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It’s Just you and me

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Fandom: Fallout 4

Pairings: Sole Survivors Oc’s (Dennis x Destiny)

Rating: Adult 18+

Warnings: Smut

Summary: The sole survivors have a relaxing night after a stressful week

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I brushed out my hair, my robe wrapped around my body. My husband walked up and leaned on the bathroom doorway, his arms folded over one another and a fond smile on his lips.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” Dennis said softly to me, I looked up with a hint of a blush on my rosy cheeks.

“Thank you.” I replied sheepishly, even though we had been married five years and had a child together, he still made me feel the butterflies.

“Is there chance I can steal you away for an evening?” Dennis smirked confidently, I chuckled.

“Where are you taking me, stud?” I questioned with a childish smile,

“Your choice, we could go to the Tipsy Brahmin, The Diner, The Cat’s Paw, or we could take the sedan and go to Starlight.” Dennis gave me a few options. I thought for a while, thinking of which we haven’t been to in a while.

“The Cat’s Paw.” I finally replied, Dennis smiled.

“Deal.” He nodded, he kicked himself off the wall and went into the room, he had taken a shower that morning, so he didn’t need one at the moment. I finished brushing my hair, then I brushed my teeth, and put my makeup on.

Dennis got dressed in a nicer outfit, it’s a faded black suit with a white shirt and ribbon in the shape of makeshift bow. He fixed his hair blindly, he sat on the bed and boot his shoes on, black dress shoes.

“Baby, I’ll be in the living room!” Dennis called to me, once he was ready.

“Okay, I’ll be out in a minute!” I called from the bathroom. Dennis walked out of the bedroom and shut the door behind him. I finished styling my hair, it was an evening style. I fluffed it and walked out.

My bare feet smacked against the wood floor as I walked to my dresser. I opened it and dug through it, I looked at different dresses in the tall-body mirror. I wrinkled my nose at most of my choices.

Finally, I picked up the white dress, I looked at it and nodded. I set it on the bed and took my robe off. I picked up the dress again and slipped it over my head, putting my arm through the hole of the only sleeve.

I smooth out the wrinkles as I looked at myself in the mirror, I smiled at the way I looked. I twirled a bit and fixed any cricks in the dress. I sat on the bed and put the matching black and white heels on.

I stood tall and got used to the heels, I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself one more time. I was satisfied with my look, so I headed out of the bedroom. Dennis looked up, his eyes lit up, like he was seeing me for the first time.

“Wow, you’re stunning.” He said breathlessly, I bit my lip and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear as I walked up to him.

“You look sharp, yourself.” I complimented, he smiled and held out his hand, I took it, and he led me out of the house. We walked outside with our arms locked. It was night in Sanctuary City, it was still bustling, despite the late hours. Traders were still going about with their brahmins.

The streetlights lit our way, we used the sidewalk like we used to in the prewar era, we had it repaired, so there was no more cracks or holes in it.

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We got to The Cat’s Paw, just a few moments later. We walked inside and noticed it was busy. The bartender was filling drinks and making food, most of the tables were full, a few people were on stage, a woman we knew as Olivia and a man named Otto. He played the piano while Olivia sang old world tunes.

Dennis and I sat at one of the empty tables. We looked around and noticed some of our mutual friends inside. Like Piper, Deacon, Hancock, and MacCready. They weren’t sitting together, but they were present.

The colorful lights set the mood. I sighed a long breath,

“You okay?” Dennis asked,

“Yeah, just nice to get out.” I replied with a smile, we haven’t gone out in a while and with everything that’s happened this week, it was nice to have a night off.

“I’m going to get a drink and some food, what do you want?” Dennis questioned as he stood up,

“A beer and a sting wing filet.” I replied quickly, Dennis nodded and kissed my hand before walking up to the counter. Hancock noticed him as well as Piper, they looked for me and headed towards me.

I tapped my fingers on the table as I watched Olivia singing. She was a decent singer; I was impressed with her.

“Hey sunshine.” Hancock said as he plopped down in Dennis’s seat, he took a swig of his beer.

“Hey, Han. You get any ladies tonight?” I teased with a smirk,

“Nah, Piper refused and your taken.” Hancock replied with a shrug, Piper rolled her eyes.

“Find Cait, she’d sleep with you.” She snorted, I chuckled.

“I mean unless your fella wants a little action with us, I can provide.” Hancock said in a flirty tone. I gave him my knowing look.

“Oh Hancock, you’ve discovered out dark secret!” I cried dramatically.

“Stop mocking me, a guy can try.” Hancock snorted, I laughed,

“He’d so much as toss you over the wall than share me.” I smirked,

“I bet you’d like to see that, huh?” Hancock grumbled.

“Anyway!” Piper interrupted,

“Blue, I was wondering if you’d be willing to sing tonight.” She said as she leaned on the table, she looked at me with batting eyes. I laughed,

“I’ll think about it.” I replied,

“I think everyone will agree that you can sing and would prefer to hear you.” Hancock commented as he took another swig of his beer.

“Please Blue? We love your singing.” Piper was practically begging me now,

“Oh, fine. I’m going to eat first.” I replied. Piper nodded, seeming satisfied with my answer, she dragged Hancock away, they back to their own tables.

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Dennis came back with our drinks and food, he sat down, handing my plate and beer over to me.

“Thank you.” I smiled as I picked up my fork and knife,

“You’re welcome honey.” Dennis replied.

We dug into our meals and drank our beers. There was a comfortable silence that fell between us, I moved my leg and started to rub Dennis’s calf with my foot, he looked up at me and smirked.

I gave him my knowing smile, my brown eyes darted around the room to see if anyone was looking, when no one was, I lifted up my dress slightly and showed my husband quite the view.

He choked on his drink, when he saw I wore nothing under. His blue eyes shot up to meet mine. I smirked at him and put my dress down, smoothing it out. Then I continued to eat, knowing what was going to come next.

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We finished our meal and drinks, before heading into the bathroom. The jazz was loud enough to drown out any other sounds. We walked into a stall and shut the door behind us.

It was a tight fit, so Dennis sat on the toilet, I lifted my dress up over my hips and sat on his lap. He undid his pants and pulled out his cock for me, I licked my lips and sat down on him further. Feeling him slip inside my slick walls.

I sighed getting used to his immensity, when he was fully sheathed inside me, I started to rock my hips, he bit his lip as he growled. He grabbed my hips and helped me ride him.

When I thought I heard the door open, my head snapped to look, Dennis grabbed my jaw and made me look at him, his voice was drunk with lust and his eyes hazy,

“Don’t worry baby, it’s just you and me.” He said breathlessly as he kissed me desperately, I returned his eager kisses. I bounced on his cock and felt myself unwinding,

“God, your cock feels so good.” I hissed, resting my hands on his shoulders.

“So does your pussy, so tight.” My husband growled as he kissed me again, his lips were wet from our constant hot kisses. He thrusted up into me, I felt him hit my sweet spot, I pinched my eyes shut. Huffing desperate breathes.

“Don’t hold back sweetheart, let go for me.” Dennis said into my ear, I trembled as I felt the knot in my stomach coming loose, I let out long moans, my eyes closed as I rode my husband.

He squeezed my ass and thrusted harder, I cried out finally and felt the knot come undone at once, my thighs shook as I coated his cock with my orgasm.

“Good girl.” He said in a strained voice, he followed shortly afterward. He painted my contracting walls with his arousal. We rode out our orgasms slowly, enjoying the feeling of each other.

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When we finally came down from our highs, we cleaned up and went back out, like nothing had happened, but both of us had a glow and knowing smiles. Olivia had just finished her song and took a break; I took that opportunity to walk up onto the stage.

I stood in front of the microphone and waiting for the stereo to start playing, once it started, I went with ‘Man Enough’ by Magnolia, Dennis smirked as he got another drink and enjoyed the show, knowing damn well, he was the man of the song tonight.

#fallout4 #fallout sole survivor #fallout duel survivors #hancock fo4 #mayor hancock #piper wright #piper fo4 #sanctuary hills #nate x nora #husband and wife #established relationship #deacon fo4 #maccready fo4 #fallout 4 fanfic #my fanfic writing #cait fo4 #flirty hancock #man enough magnolia

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sunsetkerr · 3 months

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THE SHOWER | s.kerr

summary: caitlin, alannah and mackenzie have taken it upon themselves to plan yours and sam's baby shower.. what could go wrong?! [1.9k words]

pairing: fem!reader x sam kerr (sweet nora universe)

notes: trying to cheer myself up after sam doing her acl, I hope it cheers you all up too. I missed nora lots and lots.

august 2019, 3 months pregnant

IF THERE WERE THREE PEOPLE THAT you would never trust to plan literally anything, it would be Alanna, Mackenzie and Caitlin. The three of them together are like a taking time bomb that just cannot wait to go off. They are loud, messy, chaotic and almost always in disarray.

So when Sam came to you in the third month of your pregnancy and say that the three of them wanted to be the ones to plan your baby shower, you could've fainted then and there.

Sure, Sam had known the three of them for a long time. They were all really close friends of both you and Sam. Sam had been playing with Caitlin since she was 15, she was in your wedding for god's sake- it wasn't a far fetched idea to have them want to do something so big for you both. But with the three of them together, you weren't really sure how successful your baby shower would be.

You and Sam were completely shut out of the planning side of things. They told you nothing, and you mean literally nothing. Alanna had made the invites before even asking (or telling) Sam if they could plan the shower, claiming that she had an untapped passion for graphic design or something like that. All the information on there was all you got.

The shower was going to be held at your home in Perth during Matildas camp for the World Cup. That way all of Sam's teammates could be there and so could your families. A few of Sam's teammates from Chicago would fly out, Mackenzie ensuring their arrivals. By the time the shower came around you had been shunned away to Sam's parents house to get ready for your day.

Alanna had taken the liberty of finding you a dress, knowing exactly the kind of clothes that you would feel comfortable but confident in at 3 months pregnant. You slipped on your outfit and were subtly impressed with what Alanna had chosen for you.

"Wow, hello you" You couldn't help yourself but to let a smile fall upon your lips as Sam wolf-whistled at you as she came into her old bedroom. You were stood in front of the mirror, fixing up your hair before you left for the baby shower. Sam was dressed in a beige button up shirt with a pattern on it paired with some white linen shorts that you loved her in. She looked so gorgeous.

"Do you like it?" You asked, giving her a little spin.

"You look incredibly beautiful" She nodded softly as she grabbed hold of your hips and pulled you in closer. She placed a quick kiss on your lips before pulling away and hovering over them again. "Like stunning" She whispered, before kissing you again.

"I love you" You leant your forehead against hers, not wanting this moment to pass from you both.

"I love you more" She smiled.

"Are you two ready to head off?" Rox called up the stairs. You were driving in with Rox and Maddie, who were both waiting for you two downstairs.

"Yep! Give us like five minutes" Sam called back. You chuckled and leant into her embrace, leaning against her as she held you tight.

"Are you excited?" Sam said quietly, trying her best to saviour your time together before you went into a sea of people for the late morning.

"I'm more so nervous to see what they've done to our house" You closed your eyes and imagined the chaos that could only be caused by Cait, Alanna and Mackenzie.

"It's just a brunch babe" Sam kissed your forehead, already knowing what you were thinking. "Worst thing could be that they haven't put coasters out on the table" She admitted.

"It's really nice timber, Sam" You defended yourself and your over-protectiveness of your breakfast bar. Sam had it custom made for you when you said that you had always wanted one. It really was your first child in a way.

"Don't worry, I already warned Cait about the timber" Sam droned, rolling her eyes at you. "She's said she'll protect it with her life".

"She better" You raised your eyebrows.

"I doubt she would mess with Mrs Kerr" Sam smacked your bum lightly before leading you out from her childhood room and into the car.

"Oh I love it when you call me that"

You couldn't stop the butterflies in your belly from fluttering around, although you weren't sure if you baby was just moving around more than usual. The house looked amazing when you pulled up at the front. The garden had been decked out in balloons, a sign next to the front door that said 'Y/N & SAM'S BABY SHOWER' in a beautiful handwritten font.

You held your hands over your mouth in shock as you got out of the car with Sam's help. "Oh my god it looks so good," You could've sworn that there were tears welling up in your eyes.

Before you could even take it in fully, Alanna, Mackenzie and Caitlin opened the front door and cheered for your arrival.

"It looks so good!" You exclaimed, bringing all of them in for a bone-crushing hug. You were beyond impressed and far past grateful.

"We clean up nice" Macca chuckled, hugging you tightly.

"Do you wanna like have some faith in us?" Alanna laughed, rolling her eyes at you.

"I was nervous" You admitted, shrugging awkwardly.

"She was so nervous" Sam reiterated.

"Trust the process, Y/N" Caitlin said before leading both you and Sam inside.

The house looked amazing. There were fresh flowers throughout the entry way with more decorations strung up. You spied a few games set up on various tables before entering the back garden. You had to have had over thirty girls waiting for you and Sam in the back garden. Your close friends were there, as well as lots of Sam's teammates, members of your family sprinkled throughout.

You squealed as you spied some of your older friends who you hadn't had the chance to see in a while. Sam smiled as she watched you catch up with your mates, looking radiant.

"It looks just amazing guys," Sam brought the three of her friends in for a hug. "Thank you so so much" She smiled.

"We need to start charging for events I reckon" Macca chuckled.

"Oh yeah, definitely" Cait nodded in agreeance.

"So what do you need from me?" Sam asked, ready to go into mum-mode and help out her girls for the morning.

"Nothing" Cait shrugged. "Can you relax skip? It's your baby shower. Go sit with your wife and chill. Brunch will be out soon"

"How did you manage to order so much food for so early" Sam asked, the curiosity eating inside at her.

"We're making it" Caitlin said.

"Wait, what?"

You would be lying if you said you weren't nervous that Caitlin might burn down your kitchen. There seemed to be lots of raised voices coming from inside your home, majority coming from Lani telling the girls that they had been cooking the bacon for too long. A few of Sam's teammates offered their help. Emily headed in and started to bring out what was hot (and not burnt) with Steph running inside to save the day- her mimosa in hand.

Everyone was determined to not let you inside and look at the carnage you were convinced was happening in your kitchen. Instead, Sam just held your hand and distracted you by talking with your friends and family.

Soon enough, brunch was served and you were pleasantly surprised. Macca ended up coming out late to eat, still with an apron on, claiming she was just tidying up a little. You knew there was probably more than a little bit of tidying to do, and you were okay with that.

Since being pregnant, you found yourself needing more control over situations, but right now in this moment you were grateful that you and Sam had such beautiful friends who were willing to, not only put on such events for you both, but to make sure you were relaxed and enjoying yourself as they did.

After brunch the games began. Caitlin had the idea of a blindfolded nappy change race. You never thought you would see Hayley Raso facing off against Lydia Williams in who could change a baby doll's nappy the fastest. Lydia smoked her for the record.

Alanna had hidden baby photos of you and Sam around the garden for guests to find. To say you were shocked to have a picture of two-year-old sam sitting in your esky was an understatement.

Mackenzie wanted everyone to decorate a one-suit for your bub. You had Clare Polkinghorne claiming hers was the best as she drew a little tillies kit with her number on the back on hers. Sam tried her best to draw little hearts all around hers, but ended up with some red splotches more so than hearts- you loved it.

The shower went on for a while, way longer than you would have anticipated. It was an absolute hit and you were so grateful to have had to thrown for you.

As the night was winding down you found Cait, Macca and Lani cleaning up the kitchen together so you and Sam wouldn't have to.

"Hey," You said as the girls all turned around to face you. "Thank you so much for today. You have no idea how much it means to me that you guys did all of this"

"Stop it!" Macca exclaimed, reaching out to put a hand on your growing bump. "This is our niece of nephew we're talking about! Of course we wanted to do this" She gave you an extra squeeze before grabbing her dishes again to wash.

"I'm just so so happy" You looked at them all.

"So you had a good time?" Alanna asked, bringing you in for another hug.

"Such a good time" You smiled as you leant against her shoulder. You were so grateful.

"Good we're glad," She smiled at you once you pulled away, "Now get out of the kitchen so you don't combust watching Mackenzie attempt to wash dishes" She nodded over at Mackenzie who was trying her best to scrap at a pan that had definitely seen better days.

You offered them all another thank you before heading out into the garden again. You could here Mackenzie start to bicker with Alanna as you left.

"I'm actually really good at washing dishes" She defended herself.

"Not sure if that's really a brag there Macca" Lani shot back.

It became late in the afternoon before everyone had really started to head off. You and Sam were left sat in the back garden together, watching Macca, Caitlin and Lani as they picked up the last few things around the house.

"They're so good to us" You smiled, leaning your head against Sam's shoulder.

"They're good chicks" Sam nodded, never having felt so content that she did in that moment.

"Can't believe in six months we'll have a baby" You marvelled.

"Can't believe in six months our baby is going to have more than three aunties" She scoffed.

"That's on you there skip" You raised your eyebrows at her as a smirk grew on her lips.

"What can I say?" She shrugged, "I've got good teammates".

"The best teammates"

#sweet nora . * • .#sam kerr imagine #sam kerr x reader #sam kerr one shot #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso one shot #one shots . * • .

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terrfiedina · 3 months

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Calling all roleplayers!!

I'm nia, and I'm interested in finding a fellow roleplayer to fulfill what character.ai can't :) I only do wlw roleplays and can portray a character or myself from the video games in the tags. Read down below for some more info!

Characters I'm interested in other people portraying:

Ellie williams (high priority)

Abby anderson

Vi (arcane)

Jill valentine

Chloe price

Ships I'll do:

Ellie x dina

Abby x nora

Vi x cait

Jill x claire

Jill x ada

Chloe x rachel

Or I can portray dina, Claire, ada, nora, rachel and roleplay with you! (Meaning you'll be portraying yourself)

Rules

I'm mainly interested in smut roleplays with plot. I'm not opposed to just fluff or just angst but its not my favorite! If there is smut, there can be angst and/or fluff beforehand!

I am 20 years old. I will not roleplay with someone under the age of 18.

I'd like to get to know you before role-playing! I want to build a connection with my rp partner, so if you're not interested in that, we may not be a good fit for each other.

I try to reply as frequently as possible, but diff time zones exist! Please be patient with me and don't be pushy or you will be blocked.

My text lengths vary depending on the person. I give (or try, at least) to give the same energy back.

Dm me if you're interested!

Other than that, endure and survive!

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joocin-thebox · 7 months

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[ prompt by @/bweirdart ]

Day 5: Relationships!

Now I've got a multitude of OCs, but I LOVE character relationships! My all time favorite + some special mentions :)

Starting with Troutspeckle and Dewspot

They are close in age and joined the group around the same time. Heck, Dewpaw was originally the one who found Troutpaw lying in the snow in the first place!

I like to imagine they're BFFs and bond over being, like the kids of the group. :3

(More under cut)

Next: Nora and Axel (Cyprus when he knew her)

I brainrotted SO HARD abt these two when developing Axel

They were BFFs, like THE best friends!! Playing games, doing mischief, and always taking on missions together when they could! They were the dream team and my silly self couldn't help but mix in secret and unrealized pining (mostly from Nora, but Cy knew deep down she felt the same)

But as the story goes, Cyprus was special to their guild master, and she got pulled away more and more and influenced to be so unlike herself, and it caused a huge rift between her and Nora

Nora didn't take it personally, he saw the good in her when he could, but Cyprus was quite far gone in her ego, even thinking of him as beneath her in terms of power and wits when they used to be on the same page :(

Unfortunately, there was no room for apologies after years of disconnect, and he died before anything could ever change for the better.

Next: Ophelia and Maye (so weird to have backwards!)

There is no relationship post without bringing up the girls that infested my brain for like basically a year LMAO

Their relationship to this day is rocky, and unstable and unhealthy, but damn they can't get enough of each other and they love each other so much

Poor x Rich is always a terrific trope, especially when the rich is prone to spoiling and the poor is so meaningful in their symbols of love :(

Strangers to friends to strangers to always have been lovers <3 glorious to me

I'd have to make a separate post about their whole thing... it's actually way too much

Next: Caitlyn and Alice

I don't have any like, solid art of them especially not in human forms, bc they're two oc my "mainly writing" OCs so I don't think to draw them, ever

They were my first ocs to be like, romantically involved? In a complicated way?

Caitlyn was an average nobody student only known by her friends and a few other classmates, and Alice was a delinquent with discipline issues so severe they moved her around the state multiple times :/

But in the original story, Alice stood up to some kid harassing Cait, and Cait fell super hard.

In my rewrite, Cait and Alice met bc of shared classes, but they got close bc Cait's friend Jackie blackmailed Alice into showing up to a Christmas party and kissing Caitlyn under the mistletoe,,

Which only went so well because people bond when they share something stupid or uncomfortable. Alice thought it was funny Caitlyn believed the scary rumors about her, and Caitlyn didn't want to make Alice feel left out... but I definitely think kissing her as a second impression is kind of pushing it tee hee

They're so very much in love and it's a classic nerd x jock thing, and Alice is oh so silly and a secret agent and Caitlyn can't help but worry about her when she's gone!

And for the record... I could totally talk about Warren and Jessie but nobody is ready for that yet :) let's get comfortable before we get there

#oc-tober #drawing challenge #october challenge #oc #mine #caitlyn hunter #alice jones #ophelia alexandria eldred #maye allwood #troutspeckle #dewspot #nora windfield #axel tygerth #oc talks

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iamafanofcartoons · 2 years

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Qrowverine & Taiclops by PatrickTan on FB

RWBY X WWE Stone Cold Nora Destroy Torchwick's Limousine.

By Patrick Tan on FB

Bumbleby Moment With Cait and Vi By Patrick Tan on FB

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x-sapphicpirate-x · 1 year

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AO3 First Lines

I was tagged by @vault-heck

rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.

A shrill scream echoed over the hills followed by the baying of dozens of similarly shredded vocal cords.

from After Dark: A Brotherhood of Steel Story (four original queer characters! In a polycule!)

“Next up, we’ve got that ol’ classic sung by the incomparable Bing Crosby, I’ll Be Home For Christmas.”

from Gay Happy Meeting (an After Dark Christmas themed one shot)

Alarms screamed and warning lights flashed throughout the entire ship.

from I Am No Jedi (Star Wars- Ahsoka x Trace Martez sapphic slow burn that I never got back to)

“Please! Stop! You’re hurting me. I can walk! I-“

from Nisha's Will (A fallout 4 NSFW one shot about Nisha's sick perversions. Seriously, this is the most fucked up thing I've ever written, but she is a ruthless raider boss...)

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!”

from Wet in the Wasteland (Fallout 4 Female SS x Cait NSFW one shot. Humorous and kinky. Partially inspired After Dark. My most popular fic)

Nora took a deep breath as she walked the single road through Sanctuary.

from Shameless (A fallout 4 Female SS x Curie NSFW one shot? There's a part two but it's only loosely connected. Just smut basically)

Curie’s breath caught as she hurriedly flipped through the pages of the extremely faded magazine.

from Gal Pals (part two to Shameless. Curie x Lucy Abernathy, Female SS. NSFW)

#my fics #my ocs #a03 writer #star wars fic #fallout 4 fic #smut #ahsoka tano #trace martez #female sole survivor #curie #lucy abernathy #cait

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makahimetenshi · 11 months

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Follow me inside the wastelands - Chapter 3 -Arthur Maxson x Female Sole Survivor Fanfic

This one will be a long fic with a lot of chapters, I already write the concepts. Since I don’t play as Nora in Fallout 4 because Nate for me is the real protagonist the personalities and ideas are pretty fanbased from another fanfics I read

If you are very very very delighted with one fic and want a continuation I didn’t write or post you can donate me at least $5 bucks, most of this fics have next chapters I don’t finish because lack of motivation but hey a $5 is a $5, I see a few reviews and coments that fics that are abandoned months laters receive coments of wanting to know what happends next. Here it is, I finished my handling with you all, enjoy the fic

Arthur went to see Nora and the paladin squad leave on the Prydwen that morning, he had no obligation, actually he had better things to do that morning that be around her but last night he feeled…close to her…and he didn’t salute or talk or anything he just appeared when the ventibird was on the station and make an Ad Victoriam sign to her.

If the other paladin and his squad wanted to take it too, the better.

She responded with the Ad Victoriam sign, stranged, before raising flying and disappeared.

Arthur sighted, hopping she was okay in the journey, its not like he can protect her but…

Two weeks passed, the logs and communications from Hardware Town were…good, excelent, amazing news! Yes they needed and asked for many resources but it was normal since they were just installing.

First the sleeping bags, Nora insisted in making separate resting rooms or at least the one they designated separate in sections for brotherhood and minutemen so everybody can have their own belonings to not be public sharing, the brotherhood have sleeping bags and the minutemen beds with matress.

Second, the automated turrets for the outsides and the laser one for the insides.

Third, water.

Fourth, ammo, shit tons of ammo

Fifth, the arrival of the second paladin and his squad, they were going on a mission with the Sentinel and one of his companions to blow up the supermutant settlements around because they were getting their attention and moving around was difficult by being shot by those green bastards.

He didn’t receive any news about that mission until…three days later

Success: all the brotherhood members were at least alive, two knights were injured but considering they were facing at least 10 supermutants by settlement it was okay, just fine, a few bruises and pain in the bones for a while…

Maxson was so impressed, he hadn’t been this amazed by someone since she destroyed the institute a year ago.

He did receive an alert from one of the paladins, that Nora companion this time was again the sniper from the take over Hardware Town operation, that it would be a nice idea to investigate him…just because he warned them about being carefull with Nora external connection, althought even if the men delivered it.

Well hell take note over that MacCready guy…

Six: this time, they cleaned the raiders around the place, 3 raiders settlements in just a one hit operation for each, the paladin descrived it like smashing the door down and start to trow granades and rocket lauchers, the sniper taking down the leaders and stronger ones, and another guest invited by the sentinel, a fighter named Cait that just went inside the explosions to take advantage and the chaos and twist necks and legs.

Okay another one to investigate he supposed…apparently Nora was a super cool person with a lot of easiness to make friends and allys…that was nice to know, she was nice nice.

Seven: not Nora and paladins squad work, but the third paladin squad started to do patrols around to clean the roads, anyway the news about the brotherhood presence around that point of Boston was spreading, even caught Diamond City attention since now the roads were free of dangers, finally the Diamond City guards can rest a bit of shooting at something 24/7.

One of his soldiers give him a newsletter called Publick Occurrences where they mention the action of the brotherhood over the roads, special mention to the blue vault woman they new since so long.

That piece of paper over his hand…even if it was written by a…non educated citizen of Commonwealth…filled him with pride, people were starting to notice them, their service and adchievements. This never happened before, he never had a proof of the peoples opinions, people he was supposed to care and protect and now thanks to Nora…the paper shake In his hands as he take a big breath.

He wanted to thank her.

Arthur Maxson was indeed in debt with her for destroying the institute but this was…so gratifying…

He sent a ventibird to pick her up and bring her to the Prydwen, he even prepare another dinner with a big feast for her delicate appetite but…she never came, instead of the sentinel one of the paladins arrived.

Stating that Nora said she was too bussy to comeback now.

His hearth crushed what the hell this was the first time someone…rejected his…his…what was this anyway? And approach? A gesture? A message? A communication!? He almost wanted to cry out of frustration because he was so eager to see her…

The elder got sosososososososo mad that this time he did the freacking investigations, not because he cared with who she was but…well he cared but it was intelligence work okay? Before the rejection it didn’t matter but now it does.

A gunner and…a fighter of a raider club? What the hell.

Inmature, he recognized how inmature he was being but he was mad of being…changed over so lowrace civilians like that’s…

4 weeks later…it was operational, there was indeed caravans moving, coming in and out the rutes around Hardware Town safe and sound, the base become a post between roads giving people safety to move, if things get complicated in the forest they will run to the roads guarded by the Brotherhood of Steel to seek protection, when they will be given.

It was just a Brotherhood of Steel base, no expending the night inside, no food, no water, no resources, but they can rest in the outsides feeling protected by the soldiers.

The Minutemens sometimes comes to share their food and water when they have news of a lot of people stopping by the base, but that didn’t happened a lot luckily, and it wasn’t their obligation neither.

The 3 paladins reported the success to Maxson, but they also reported that Nora was out of sight since a week ago, that she mention heading to Castle…and nothing more…

If the Minutemens were around, that mean that the sentinel was fine at least, out of sight for the brotherhood but alive for the rest.

Castle was not so far from the Boston Airport, in fact it was a trip in water not so long, they where barely neighbors but…

It doesn’t matter, is not the first time he loose track of her.

He will trow that party anyway, every one did a fine work, they deserved it.

A week later, there was a celebration over the Prydwen.

Some music in the speakers of the Prywen, a small feast for everyone with the overproduction they make out the Minutemens as Nora said…and a lot of people actually having fun. Yeahyeahyeah not everyone on the Prydwen was involved in the new base work over this 7 weeks but a bit of fun wasn’t a bad idea to keep the morale high, it make the soldiers think that everything was better than ever and they can actually afford to have this events, which wasn’t a lie right now so it’s a winwin, everybody partys, take off the overproduction stock of food, raise up the morale…

And he had a bit fun, went down with the soldiers, chat a bit, have some drinks, people were always so nice towards him, no secret intentions, not trying anything, not looking for something…

Something caught his attention at seeing a figure pass by him, a woman, but at seeing her back…obviously didn’t recognize her butt…it was definetly familiar but at looking at her hair…nope…wasn’t the same hairstyle.

The night went down eventually, people started getting sleepy and coming back to their beds and quarters, tomorrow and like always was a day of work and service. Some couples were making out in the darker corners…Arthur crossed his lips at seeing that’s scenes while he walked with a beer on hand to his own quarters…

At steeping up a ladder he head something…unusual.

The Prydwen was a very loud place, a lot of locations of the zeppelin were more louder than others, were the explosive cans of gas were was the loudest because machines were working like crazy to maintain the gigant metal zeppelin in the air but…there it was, the door of the forecastle was letting throught the sound of a radio station.

What the hell?

Most people wouldn’t hear it, but he was so used to the sounds of the Prydwen and their sintonys that this one was weird and out of place.

He was literally the king of the ship, so like nothing he open the door just to found…

A woman was sit on the floor of the plataform, a dog getting up from his rest next to her alarmed that anything that could harm her. She had the legs open, a bottle of beer on one hand, a comic book in the other, and a box of fancy lads on the floor.

At seeing at her face a red pair of lips called his attention.

-Sentinel? –he whisper, her hair was indeed, changed.

-Elder? –she said touching the dog with one of her hands to calm the animal-chill Dogmeat he is good

-What are you doing here? –how the hell was she here was even a better question.

-The night is hot and theres almost no wind, sometimes when the weather is cool I came here to read, since the Prydwen doesn’t move I feel confident relaxing here

Yeah that sounded dangerous…

-Werent you at the party? –she lift up the beer to respond- I thought I see you but…your…-he made a statement about her hair –didn’t recognize you

-I go to the hair saloon in Diamond City frequently, it helps me to camouflage –Maxson raised an eyebrow- you know since you named me sentinel I cannot assist to any party no more…

-Why? –since they were chatting Nora make a sign in a place next to her for him to sit, patting with her hand, Maxson blushed but obeyed, feeling close and intimate to the lady as he place his butt on the metal plataform.

But at the same time he feeled very woozy about being suspended in the air and a instinc told him to grab himself to the next bar as possible, was she brave of the heights or careless?

-Every guy with a beer on thinks is a good idea to try to approach me, its cool to laught with your friends about getting the sentinel in your bed apparently…I mean its not like I cannot turn them down but after five in the same night it turns awkward so…take my beer an preffer to avoid it

-I see…and why here?

-The breeze is nice in a summer night –she had a genuine smile of relaxation, and the elder blushed, then looked down at her legs where the comic book was.

She had this thinn long open legs sitting…black legs in the leather suit of the brotherhood…

The blushing on his face become warmer, she looked like a black widow, thinn long black legs…

-What are you reading? –he asked when his eyes moved around her legs and found a comic book being holded.

-Oh, just a comic, my husband make me a nerd of this ones like him, the traders sell them really cheap so I have a big collection in my quarters already

-You like them?

-I mean is difficult to follow a story with the book 2, 8, 16, 18…but im buying everytime I see one, thing is I have a lot of incomplete titles…

Well that was…interesting to know…

-I tried to contact you…you made an amazing job –he said giving a sip to his beer, caught Nora looking at him.

-I was heading to Castle that day…besides im a sentinel already, you cant congrat me more than this –she laughted a bit and went to drink her own beer, then picked up the fancy lads box and offer one to him –want one?

-Pass, pre-wars aren’t my favourites –he said like nothing but then see a funny smile on her face.

-Well isn’t that a shame? – she whisper before drinking again, this time sip down the bottle.

Wat was that

What the hell

Was that flirting?

Nononono take it back take it back he wanted that he liked pretty much prewars yesyes

-I mean theres a lot of pre-war things I like…-but she keep on drinking, swallowing the liquid down her throat. Wow that’s some resistence – I always admired your capacity to drink in one shot.

-Im going to pee all night…-she said with a stupid smile at finishing, making him laught too, the dog crawled to approach him and ask for a pet at noticing the two of them were close and having fun, Maxson stranged lifted his hand and Nora feeling brave enought grab it, pressing slowly down onto the animals head, moving it slowly to simulate a pet with the mans hand.

Ohnononononononoo the elder felt his heart pownding like crazy on his chest, his eyes looked at her just to fall onto that beautifull pair of red lips.

Her hand was wet from the beer bottle but warm at the same time.

-You come here often? –the Diamond City radio was still sounding in the Pip-Boy on her other hand.

-Just when the wheather allows it, never found any other person here, is not a popular spot –Nora thought about how firm and pretty his hands feeled under hers, he had a rought masculine skin and the veins on top of his fingers looked…beautifull, a warm appeared on her chest making her took a big breath.

Maxson heard the noise of her breathing thought the music of the radio, he had a good hearing, but at looking at her he see her chest going up and down, relaxing, making him blush again.

He keep on petting the dog down him…it was nice and funny, the animal let him do without problem…

They stay in silence for a few minutes with the radio playing music behind, even Nora came back to read her comic while Maxson play a bit with Dogmeat ears, hearing the pages pass.

What the hell why not, he took a sip of his beer and feel brave enough to aproach.

-Will I found you here again? Some other night?

Nora open his eyes wide but didn’t move away from the comic book, didn’t want to look so…surprised and exposed

Yeah…right…they were floating in the air practically, in the black sky and stars, looking at the inmensity of the Commonwealth…how a romantic set of view for a couple and a dog, like the situation wasn’t ideal for this mood

-If the weather allows it…usually after dinner hour you know before sleeping for tomorrow…

-Since is hard to contact you on working hours, you have your own quarters to read alone anyway

-My little fan is broken and the technical service hasn’t give me a proper response in a month, but I was away from the Prydwen and didn’t have time to check it on anyway, the air inside the closed quarter all day without a window or ventilation is very heavy to stay there conscious and non sleeping.

Datadatadata brain write all that data.

-Right –he gave the dog a last pat and stand up, confusing the lady who just looked at him raising the head, Maxson smiled. Well well what about that look? Heartbroken? –ill head back to my quarters, im getting a bit more woozy than I want for tomorrow…

-You don’t like the highs? –when she ask that the men took the moment to look down and focus his eyes on her thinn long open black legs

-Maybe not with beer and a full stomach –at hearing her giggle his eyes looked for hers –see you around

His hand posed in the cold door when he hear her low, almost inaudible.

-I could wait for you tomorrow…-Ah…wat…his head slowly turned back, facing her eyes looking for his blue ones- right here…ill be staying in the Prydwen for some days more…-this time she spoke a bit louder, still under the volume of the music in the Pip-boy…

Arthurs mouth open a bit, feeling dry and loose as he tried to answer.

-Sure…tomorrow after dinner is okay…-he said with a very shy smile before opening the heavy door and closing it, resting against it when he was on the other side, inside the zeppelin

Okayokayokay…he had a date with the sentinel?

His head burned at the realization, his hand went to cover his mouth as the other help him to recompose and walk back to his quarters.

Better prepare for good.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14242575/3/Follow-me-inside-the-wastelands

#arthur maxson #elder maxson #paladin danse #sole survivor #fallout 4 #makahimefanfic

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berrincherri · 3 months

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There is NOT enough f!sole & Cait fanart and I am clearly too obsessed with Cait to let that slide

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kleiner-ghost-fo4 · 1 year

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Cait x Nora

I wanted to write fluff with angst, so I did so.

Ever since the vault 95, and that horrible machine that returned Cait to some semblant of humanity, she and Nora had grown closer. This wasn't too say that Nora hadn't somehow put herself close to Cait; closer than anyone had been in years, if not ever. But there was a noticeable difference.

They started sharing lodgings. Although Nora, cheapskate that she was, would always refuse to spend money on hotels unless there was some sort of emergency, 'redirecting' those caps towards alcohol and ammo, after the vault the two women had started finding themselves in places with a roof over their head, and more often than not a single bed to share.

Cait didn't mind. First time it happened she did make a snarky comment about how 'convenient' this all was, and how friends or not she wasn't going to let herself be shacked on that dirty bed.

To that Nora, who'd been too exhausted after a day of killing (and running away) from super mutants replied something intelligible, as she fell face first into a pillow, and fell asleep.

What Cait had said had only been half a lie, as she omitted the part where she wouldn't mind it from Nora. Despite having been told otherwise on several occasions, she still felt as if she owed the other woman for - everything.

So, after bargaining a bit with herself, Cait convinced herself that nothing could be as bad than what the slavers did to her, especially not with Nora. She took her place on the other side of the bed, and waited.

Nothing happened, of course, on account of Nora being fast asleep (in her dirty road leathers mind you). Cait did eventually manage to drift to sleep, with a soft smile on her face, and a newly found sense of security.

All of that came crashing down a few weeks later, when the two women made camp in an abandoned cabin for the night.

Nora was more asleep than awake, as she usually was after a day spent in the post-apocalyptic wilderness. This time she’d taken thirty seconds to take off the leather plates that covered her limbs, and a dirty sweater that she’d snatched off some corpse. Using that sweater as a blanket, she was laying on the straw bed, looking up at the stars that shone through the holes in the fabric and wood that had once been a roof.

With a few carefully placed landmines, neither of them bothered taking turns to watch. So, Cait was about to go to bed herself, but her shotgun had been making a funny noise all day, and she wanted to get that sorted sooner rather than later.

“Don’t you think it’s pretty?” Nora whispered, in that tone she took when she wasn’t fully there, as she raised an arm up, as if trying to grab the stars.

Cait allowed herself a soft smile, knowing that Nora wasn’t watching. She wanted to say that yes, the other woman was pretty, kind, funny, caring, and so much more. But she knew it wasn’t what Nora’d meant.

Cait put her shotgun aside, and slid onto the straw bed, her gaze following Nora’s hand towards the sky.

“ ‘Don’t get what’s so special about stars.” Cait said instead. “They’re cold and far away, and,” she briefly paused, thinking back to all those nights she’d spent outside as a child. At all those nights where the stars and the creeping wildlife were the only things to keep her company, and where at least one of those could bring her the food that her parents had refused to give her. “ ... useless.” She added.

“Well I think they’re pretty.” Nora replied with a smile. Then, she suddenly turned towards Cait and brushed aside a few bangs that had fallen over her eyes. “They reflect in your eyes.”

Cait froze. First, she froze when Nora’s hand had come in contact with her face. He body had reacted on its own, and once she’d finally snapped out of that, Nora’s words sunk in, and Cait froze again, wondering if the other woman was aware of how she sounded.

By the time she’d fully returned to her senses, Nora was softly snoring, one arm loosely wrapped around Cait’s shoulder.

“Oi, Nora, what was that all about?” Cait snapped, with more venom in her voice than she’d intended.

Nora let out an annoyed grump in response, and rolled over, hitting Cait with her leg as she did so, very clearly telling her to shut up.

Of course Cait did not sleep that night, as she wondered if the other woman had been attempting to flirt, or if she was just too tired to think properly. Perhaps Cait was reading too much into something that Nora no-doubt had intended as a friendly gesture, perhaps she’d imagined it all together. But she could still feel Nora’s touch lingering over her forehead, which sprouted a different kind of doubt in her head.

Had she not reacted like that, had she in some way reciprocated the touch, perhaps something else would have happened.

In the end, Cait’s questions and doubts remained unanswered, as neither her not Nora addressed what had happened that night. Perhaps because nothing had happened. Yet, it seemed that the duo had suddenly found themselves to their previous arrangement of sleeping by a campfire or in separate beds.

In some sense Cait felt better that way, of course she missed the proximity and Nora’s potential advances, but this coldness, this distance, felt natural. It was as if the other woman had finally realized that Cait was a broken husk of a woman who might have been fun and useful to have around during a fight, but worthless as a companion.

In fact, when they started heading up north, Cait had convinced herself that Sanctuary would be her final destination. She’d stay there along ‘Mr. broom up his arse a settlement needs your help’ and the other, not much better energumen ‘my child is very sick but screw him I want to shoot shit’. She knew it wasn’t all in her head either, as Nora had started getting more and more restless the closer they came to the settlement.

It had gotten to a point where Cait had decided to stay in Sanctuary even if Nora didn’t ask her to. She wanted to preserve the relationship they had built, and was fairly certain the other woman would get all soft and too polite to tell her off. Afterall, she’d said nothing thus far.

Things would have gone to plan if not for a rad storm.

With nowhere else to take refuge on the open road, the two women found themselves squeezing into the back of a car that had miraculously survived the apocalypse.

“Haven’t been in the backseat of one of these since prom night.” Nora joked as she shut the door and did her best to patch the cracks with some scavenged duct tape.

“Care to explain?”

Nora looked at Cait with a raised eyebrow.

“I doubt you’d be interested in learning.” She finally said before nudging herself as much as possible into the corner of the seat, and getting ready to sleep through the night.

Cait had figured out what Nora meant from context, but she’d asked nonetheless, eager to keep the conversation going. This was likely going to be their last night together and she wanted to make the most of it. Fond memories to keep and all that.

“And why do ya think that?” She gave Nora a light kick to wake her up and refocus her attention on her.

Nora opened one eye, and side-glanced at Cait.

They remained in silence for a few minutes, staring at each other. One hoping for some answer, just to hear the other woman’s voice, the other trying to figure out this situation.

“Fine, you want to have this conversation now? Sure, let’s.” Nora suddenly spoke. Her sour tone took Cait by surprise. The other woman looked away before continuing, “We’ll be in sanctuary tomorrow before noon, if you carry on running ahead like you’ve been, so I’ve got nothing to loose.”

“What-” Cait tried to interrupt. It had suddenly hit her that maybe she’d gotten into her own head a bit too much.

“No, no. Let me finish.” Nora didn’t let her. “I guess it’s on me for misinterpreting our relationship, and for pushing things a bit too far - like, I know, well I don’t really know, but I can imagine -” She suddenly paused, and turned towards Cait. Her eyes locked with Cait’s and the fighter was surprised by the amount of emotion in them. Nora seemed on the verge of bursting into tears. “I fucked up, I get that, but I thought we were still friends. And if things went to the way they were before - but then you jumped on the first chance you got to rush to Sanctuary,” Nora’s voice had started shaking. She was struggling to hold back tears. “I wasn’t going to stop you, but still it - I ...” she trailed off.

“I rushed to Sanctuary? I was following you this whole time! Didn’t you want to get rid of me and were just too nice to say so, like you always are? I ain’t dumb, I've noticed how restless you’d gotten once we started heading up north. I didn’t want to be more of a burden than I'd already been.”

“When did - why would you ever thing you were a burden?” Nora asked as she wiped tears from the corner of her eyes.

It was Cait’s turn to look away. She knew all her flaws all too well, but knowing and admitting them to Nora were two different things. And yet, she felt obligated to do so, to reaffirm her mindset of Nora not wanting her in her life, if nothing else.

“What ya did for me in vault 95, before that as well, but then especially. Ya risked so much to help me and I reckon it hit ya a tad too late that there was nothing I could do to pay ya back.”

“We’ve bene over this Cait, helping each other is what friends do! This is why I'm upset -” Nora paused, trying to find her words. “There is no easy way of asking this, but have you only been sticking around me because you thought you owed me?”

For a second it seemed Nora was going to speak further, to elaborate on that, but she cut herself off, waiting for an answer.

“Of course not! I just wanted to be-” Cait could not bring herself to say it. Everything was crumbling down, and it seemed the tension and emotions inside the car had matched the intensity of the radiation storm outside. But it needed to be said. “I just wanted to be near ya. To allow myself to think that you’d want me around, despite the problems - the drugs and ...” She bit down her lip. “I was lying to myself, but who cares? You’re right, we were friends, the only friend I've ever had, and I blew it all away, just like everything else.”

“Were?” Nora’s voice was painfully quiet.

“Shit. Are? I don’t know - I thought I messed things up back in that shack when you went on about stars and shit, I ...”

A heavy silence filled the back of the car once more.

At least Nora seemed to have calmed down, which Cait guessed was as good as it was going to get.

“I think there’s a misunderstanding between us. Several in fact.” Nora spoke after a while. “I like you Cait. As a friend, a companion. What had gotten me so restless these past few days was that resolve I saw in your eyes to get to Sanctuary, away from me. I didn’t want to loose you, to loose what we had. I want us to keep traveling together, to blow stuff up, to get drinks the Third Rail. That night - ” She turned tards Cait, but the other woman looked away, unwilling to face the truth.

This wasn’t what she’d expected. It’s everything she’d hoped for, but if there was one thing Cait had learned is that nothing this good ever happened to her.

“Sometimes I wish I could hold you in my arms, bring you in for a tight hug and tell you that everything will be alright. I know you can never truly forget or grief, or move on from the past, but I want to show you that there is also a future, and that we ... we can be in it together. On those nights when you’re having nightmares, I wish I'd be able to make them go away, to show you that you are safe now and ... go ahead, call me soft. Make some off hand joke about these kinds of sentiments are so ‘pre-war’ of me. But that won’t change anything -”

Cait did not say any of those things. She managed to hold back tears for the better part of Nora’s monologue, but she did let out a sob, making the other woman stop talking.

“Cait?” Nora asked, with a worried tone.

She sounded so - honest. Like she actually cared. If Cait could, she would have punched herself for being so stupid, for making up excuses in her own head, because living like that had always been easier than to face how truly broken and vulnerable she was.

She turned around and moved closer to Nora. Without meeting her eyes, she said:

“A hug would be nice.”

And the two women pulled into a tight embrace.

#fallout 4 #cait fo4 #cait x nora #angst #fluff #happy ending

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