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Open Mic at Third Rail - Part Two

The Sole Survivor dedicates a song to a companion. Written by none other than @saintlyguy!

Longfellow - "The Escape" by Rupert Holmes

The first stop in the Commonwealth for a Far Harbor man was a decent bar. Where else to look besides The Third Rail? Ordering the oldest, brownest liquor on the shelf, Longfellow knew he had found a bar counter he’d be proud to pass out on. Good drinks and a good partner, Sole. But their choice in drinks made Longfellow cringe. Sole sipped on a fruity looking drink that had an umbrella. “What the hell is that?”

“It’s called a pina colada. Wanna drink?”

“That tropical mess is not a solid drink.”

Sole proved the old man wrong when they went on stage drunk, after Magnolia had encouraged someone to sing in her place.

“IF YOU LIKE PINA COLADAS *hic* AND GETTING CAUGHT IN THE RAIN. IF YOU’RE NOT INTO YOGA, IF YOU HAVE HALF A BRAIN!”

Longfellow ordered one thinking “What the fuck is in this thing?” Then he ordered another one. Another one. Another one.

Soon Sole wasn’t alone on stage.

Arm in arm, two drunks serenaded the unhappy patrons of The Third Rail.

“IF YOU LIKE MAKING LOVE AT MIDNIGHT

IN THE DUNES OF THE CAPE! I’M THE LOVE THAT YOU LOOKED FOR, COME WITH ME AND ESCAPE!”

MacCready - "Sakura Kiss" from Ouran High School Host Club

Back in the Third Rail with his employer turned traveling buddy, MacCready sat beside Sole with a bottle of beer and watching their back. You never know who’ll come up to you in a bar. On the lookout for trouble, Mac only found patrons sharing their tongues. A vocalized shudder caught Sole’s attention. “What’s wrong? Don’t like kissing?”

Trying to regain his cool “Not at all. As a matter of fact I’m quite the kisser myself. It’s just freaky watching others do it. Or even hear it mentioned.” Guess you can take the Mac out of Little Lamplight, but you can’t take the Little Lamplight out of Mac.

Sole had a fun idea to push Mac’s buttons. “Y’know, it’s open mic night. Could you go over my list of songs I could sing?”

Mac scanned Sole’s list only to cumble it up and throw it away.

“YOU DIC- I mean jerk! ‘Kiss on my List’ ‘Last Kiss’ ‘Kiss Me’? Are you trying to pis- I mean get under my skin? Just sing something else, anything else! Hel- I mean heck sing one of those cheesy theme songs of those pre-war shows!”

When a grin crept onto Sole’s, Mac knew he just fanned the flames. They leapt on stage, dedicated a song to Mac and all the lovely couples.

“KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE”

Although he didn’t say it, Mac’s mind could only think on word: fuck.

Maxson - "War" by Edwin Starr

Dragged by Sole from the Prydwyn, Maxson was forced to go on an intervention trip to address his prejudice. The trip to The Slog almost lead to a fire fight, Sanctuary proved a bit more successful (but that was because Sole was showing Maxson a bunch of ghoul kids who were in awe at his gatling laser and pulled his beard), but the most fulfilling (surprisingly) was the trek to Goodneighbor. After having his gatling laser and other weapons confiscated, Maxson went on a forced tour of the settlement led by none other than their mayor. The day ends with Sole and Maxson at The Third Rail. As much as Maxson would like to burn the place to the ground, Sole had planted a question he’d never thought before: Could he be wrong? Maxson’s train of thought was derailed when he heard Sole on stage.

“WAR! HOO!

WHAT IS IT GOOD FOR?

ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!”

If anyone could change Maxson’s mind, it would be Sole.

Nick - "Changes" by David Bowie

Sole and Nick had a lot in common. They were two pre-war souls trapped in the future. No amount of cigarettes could ever settle Nick’s circuitry and no amount of alcohol could harden Sole enough for such a savage world. But at least they had each other; they were partners who’d watch each other’s backs and have each other’s backs. Nick was assured once more of this truth when his partner stole the limelight during The Third Rail’s open mic.

“Turn and face the strange

ch-ch-changes.

Don’t wanna be a richer man.

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

Turn and face the strange

ch-ch-changes.

Just gonna have to be a different man.

Time may change me, but I can’t trace time.”

That chorus got Nick thinking: “A different man huh? Maybe I should be a different man.” Pulling out a holotape labled “Eddie Winter,” Nick was going to ask Sole for a personal favor. Right after this song.

Piper - "Nobody But You" by The Wondergirls

Nothing could escape a reporter’s curiosity, especially if said reporter was Piper Wright. She had uncovered many mysteries: the case of the missing sock, what was the secret recipe in Takahashi’s noodles, who ate the last fancy lad cake in the fridge? But the question that piqued her interest the most: is Blue interested in anyone (her in particular)? Certainly the most eligible bachelor(ette) in the Commonwealth must have their eyes on someone (please let it be me, Piper hoped). This was a question she needed to answer. Drunk that is. Hopefully she won’t remember making an ass of herself if they turn her down. Drinks at The Third Rail’s open mic night. The perfect opportunity. And if she messes up, hopefully she can use the background singing to cover her muck ups. Five shots in, Piper was starting to feel brave. And drunk.

“Yo Blue! Hey that rhymed. I gotta ask you something. Do you like anyone?”

“What do you mean, Piper?”

Time to be direct. That is if the alcohol would let her.

“Do you like anyone? I mean anyone called Piper? Last name: Wright? Because a little birdie told me that Piper Wright likes you. Like really likes you. By the way I’m Piper Wright.”

Before Sole could answer, they were hoisted onto the stage by Magnola, leaving Piper yearning for an answer that would have to wait after an imprompted song. Or would she?

“I want nobody, nobody but you!

Nobody, nobody but you!

How could I be with another?I don’t want any other. I want nobody, nobody. Nobody, Nobody!”

Drunk Piper sat confused as to what was happening. Sole must be singing a secret code. They like somebody. It must have something to do with them pointing to me whenever they say you. Who does Blue like?

Preston - "The Star Spangled Man With a Plan" from The First Avenger

The General and their Right Hand Man had just helped another settlement with raider problems, the two needed a place to relax and maybe get a drink. The mayor of Goodneighbor was happy to comp the two with drinks from the top shelf at The Third Rail. The two toasted and began to unwind. Preston needed this as much as the General. He needed some time to tell them how impressed and proud he is of what they’ve accomplished.

“I still can’t believe how you managed to bring the Minutemen back from beyond the grave. You must be a born leader.”

“Or just really convincing. Y’know during the war, I did commercials before I became a soldier.”

“What did you sell?”

“War bonds. Before I could fight on foreign soil, I had to fight at home. And I was in tights and singing.”

Taking by surprised, Preston had to repeat Sole. “Singing, how?”

Chugging a the bottle the two have been sharing, Sole took to the stage. Conveniently it was open mic night.

Preston watched, holding back giggles as Sole marched and sang with a trashcan lid which they seem to be using as a shield.

“Who’s strong and brave, here to save the American way?

Not all of us can storm a beach or drive a tank, but there’s a way all of us can fight.

Who vows to fight like a man/girl for what’s right, night and day?

Series E Defense Bonds: each one you but is a bullet in the barrel of your best guy’s gun.

Who will campaign door to door for America? Carry the flag shore to shore for America?

From Hoboken to Spokane.

THE STAR SPANGELD MAN/GAL WITH A PLAN!”

Strong - "All Star" by Smash Mouth

Who’s idea was it to bring a super mutant to open mic night? That’s right. Sole, the Vault Dweller from Vault 111. But it really wasn’t there fault. How could they have known that singing would pump up their super mutant friend. They didn’t even get past the first word.

“SomeBODY-!”

Right on the second syllable, their pal Strong smashed the table, ready to thrash about.

Sole stood onstage wetting themselves, whimpering.

-“the world is gonna roll me.”

X6-88 - "Legend Has It" by Run the Jewels

“We need two volunteers to take Magnolia’s spot while she powders her nose!”

X6 reluctantly followed Sole to the lit stage where two microphones awaited for them. He never wanted to do this, but he was prepared for this and a list of other scenarios. Y’know, to help him blend in.

Sole waited ecstatically with a mic, turning to X6 and playfully warning him: “Don’t freeze.”

“I never freeze.”

And the courser took the fuck off.

“Hear what I say! We are the business today!

Fuck shit is finished today!

X6 and Sole! We the new PB & J!”

An unexpected but welcomed surprise! Sole allowed X6 to demolish this first verse then came in to shred.

“We are the murderous pair

that went to jail and we murdered the murderers there. Then went to Hell and discovered the devil, delivered some hurt and despair!”

Oh what a murderous pair they were indeed.

#old longfellow #nick valentine #piper wright #preston garvey #maccready #fallout 4 #strong #saintlyguy #companions react

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10 Favourite Fictional Male Videogame Characters

Tagged by @the-desert-dancer

DOGMEAT 💖 (Fallout)

Arthur Morgan (RDR2)

Geralt (The Witcher)

Doomguy (Doom)

Joel Miller (The Last of Us)

Ezio Auditore (Assassin's Creed 2)

Kratos (God of War)

Master Chief (Halo)

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)

Kyle Crane (Dying Light)

Tagging: @saintlyguy @publickoccurances and rest of you lovelies who want to! ✌

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Mandalorian Kellogg

Courtesy of our one and only Master of The Force - @saintlyguy!!

Kellogg as the Main Character Instead of the Sole Survivor (inspired by The Mandalorian)

Sent to retrieve an asset for the Institute from Vault 111, Kellogg discovers that the package that’s been under ice for almost 200 years is really just a baby still fussing in the arms of his already dead parent. Rediscovering his paternal instincts and discovering a chance of redemption, Kellogg dispatches the scientists with him and decides to protect the boy and raise him as his own. On his journey to escape the Institute and find a new home for him and his new son, he stumbles upon a unique cast. Are these people potential allies, or just obstacles to his new found family? Ada: Years of experience and overall distrust of any sentient machine due to his experience with 2nd gen synths have led to a preference Kellogg wishes to satisfy in any situation: NO DROIDS. Be it a synth or Protectron (after a certain unpleasant experience with one back in the Mojave), Kellogg prefers to work with those who haven’t been programmed to think the way they do. But with enough whining and teary eyes from his adopted son, Kellogg came in charging to save a lone automatron that looks like a mess of parts. “First that Mr. Handy in Sanctuary, now this.” Ada had no one left and sought to avenge her family. Above all she wished to not be alone. All 3 desires are satisfied with this grizzled man and his son- “No droids. Get lost. No need to thank me. Didn’t want to help in the first place” But he did. Surely that must mean this man must have some shred of compassion. That would be enough to go on at the moment since Ada has nothing. She’d follow this man until he’d take her with him. “I could be of much assistance to you and your son. I’ll protect the two of you. I’m well equiped for scavenging and building. I can even create a nursing subroutine and care for your son.” “ALRIGHT! I’ll take care of this Mechanist for you. Just stop talking. Take point.” “Wonderful. Now that we’re on our way, I’d like to tell you all that I can do for you-“ You ever hear a robot get their head ripped off without a sound? No. That’s because you gotta be Kellogg to pull something like that. “Finally” the exasperated merc exhales as he looks down on his napping son. “Finally he’s asleep.” Cait: “Get outta here you junkie! Don’t show your face ‘round here til you get that psycho out of your system!” Tossed out of the Combat Zone, Cait never thought that putting on a good show and gouging out a raider’s eyes would get her tossed out. “Your loss Tommy! I’ll just put these guns to work somewhere they’ll be appreciated!” Tommy sadly sighs at how Cait doesn’t realize she’s beating herself to death. Eventually Cait made herself a name as yet another Commonwealth merc, one that even the Gunners stay clear of in fear of getting their head smashed in. Cait would take the most dangerous jobs not just for the hazard pay, but to have an excuse to need psycho. She’d go after a raider boss with nothing but a bat and rage fueled by the poison. She can be found in Goodneighbor at the Third Rail where she’s claimed the counter for herself. She’d drink from the top shelf in between jobs with her own space. Until the infamous Kellogg took a seat at the other end. “Oy cunt! This here’s my bar! Piss off!” First that wannabe shakedown, now this. “Don’t see your name on it. I’ll finish my Nuka-Cola and be on my way. You won’t even notice.” “Oh but everyone else will notice the stain that balding head will leave on the counter!” A brawl breaks out. Well I wouldn’t call it a brawl. More like Kellogg just tiring Cait out by just dodging all while having something bundled beneathe his jacket. Almost out of breath, Cait pulled out a psycho she didn’t think she needed. Knowing how much damage a psycho user can inflict, he puts her into a vice and forces it out of her hand. “That stuff could kill you.” Cait was just about to explode as a small hand reached out from Kellogg’s jacket and touched her on the nose. Now you don’t boop Cait on the nose without losing that hand. Unless you were a swaddled baby with big puppy eyes. For the first time in her life, Cait felt...soft. Her rage subsided and she eased up, causing Kellogg to finally release her. Cait felt at ease. Actually more than that. She felt...at peace. She felt better than she ever did in her life. “Holy Shite!” Cait was amazed to see that her arms were no longer veiny or pale, she could see and hear clearly, and she wasn’t as angry! She yanked the psycho from her pockets and threw them in the trash. She doesn’t know what happened, but she’s now healed and free from the psycho. “That kid... Could they have...?” Cait looked back at Kellogg to see him fussing over the kid now knocked out. Codsworth: The butler’s sensors had picked up a familiar lifeform coming from Vault 111. “It couldn’t be.” Then he heard a familiar coo from the end of the street. “It could be?” Anticipation was replaced by fear upon seeing young Shaun in the arms of a rather unpleasant looking stranger. Whoever he is, he has clearly abducted young Shaun and it’s up to Codsworth to save him and deliver him back to his masters. “You! I don’t know who you are! But you will unhand the lad or I will contact the authorities!” Oh blimey, there aren’t any authorities left. This may boil down to fisticuffs, but Codsworth will save Shaun no matter the cost! “That’s not gonna happen Mr. Handy. Now why don’t you go clean something. I gotta get this kid to a safe-“ TALLY HO! Codsworth charges Kellogg with his saw aimed at his head and his claw ready to catch Shaun. Soon Codsworth will have one piece of the family he lost when the bombs dropped. Then he’ll go find his masters and reunite them all. Finally he’ll have the life he had lost serving- SKKRRRRRRR Kellogg let go of the robot’s saw after it had cut clean through its armor and he was sure to have destroyed its cpu. “Ma-Ma-Master Sh-Shaun! Wo-Wo-Would you li-like to see Mu-Mu-Mummy and Da-Da-Da-“ As the Mr.Handy’s voice died out, the child reached out to its lifeless hull. Kellogg had connected the dots. This wasn’t just some malfunctioning Mr. Handy, it somehow knew the kid. All sorts of feelings swelled in Kellogg. Finally he looked down at the child. “So. Your name’s Shaun.” Curie: What’s the perfect place to ride out a radiation storm? The very same vaults that protected its inhabitants from nuclear annihilation. The sky turned green and thundered like never before. The closest place was Vault 81. Although it wasn’t too keen on allowing outsiders in, Kellogg needed to get Shaun out of the storm immediately and he knew he had plenty of worthwhile Institute tools he could trade for shelter. After bargaining his into the Vault, Kellogg was able to finally get a warm meal and rest for himself and his adopted son. That is until this Ms. Nanny came bubbling and insisting on seeing to Shaun. “S’il vous plait monsieur! I only wish to give your little one an examination and any treatment he may need! Free of charge. Just let me-“ “NO!” Silence in the cafeteria except for the humming from Curie’s thruster. “If I need a doctor, I’ll go to the real one. Just let us eat our meal so we can go rest.” Curie complied, hiding her disappointment and hurt. She only wants to help... She’s ashamed to admit, but she had hoped to get in the good graces of the man and convince him to allow her to venture out with him and his son (whom she greatly adored and worried about). Curie wanted more out of her life than being Vautl 81’s Ms. Nanny, she wanted to leave her mark on science! She knew she couldn’t do that in 81’s confines. She also knew she wouldn’t be acheiving her goal anytime soon. Danse: “Brotherhood, better sneak around.” Kellogg maneuvered through College Square as to avoid the ferals only to run into a Brotherhood of Steel outpost and they’re not the biggest fan of the Institute. Kellogg’s pretty sure that saying he betrayed them won’t give him a free pass but a trip to a holding cell and Shaun being taken from him. He couldn’t risk that. While slithering on by, Kellogg halted at the sound of ferals screeching then running towards his direction. Kellogg almost drew his revolver but saw a small squad of Brotherhood soldiers come out to deal with the ferals. “Good a distraction.” Kellogg was almost home free until Shaun pointed back at the Brotherhood with the same damn puppy eyes Kellogg has yet to find the strength to refuse. The ghouls nearly overan the soldiers until a civilian charged in and singlehandedly dispatched then despite their overwhelming numbers. “We need him for the Brotherhood” Paladin Danse thought. Before Danse could thank him, Kellogg hushed him with a finger. “Your welcome. No thanks needed. And no I won’t be staying for long. Also I don’t want to work with a machine.” That last part confused Danse. Maybe he doesn’t like tech, which wouldn’t sit well with being a Brotherhood soldier. Danse then saw a tiny body appear over the civilian’s shoulder which waved back at him. Deacon: Oh crap oh crap oh crap. “I’m in the same room with Kellogg. Worse, he’s got a kid! Where did he get them from? Did he kidnap them?” Whatever the case, Deacon needed to conduct some espionage. “So... you come here often?” “Hmm.” Not much of an answer. “Oh my stars! Your kid is so cute! Mind if I held him.” “Hmm” aggressively as Kellogg turned away. Uh oh, I’m losing him! Better think of something quick! “So I’m guessing a busy man such as yourself needs all the help he can get when raising the little one.” “Hmmm” “Well you’re in luck! I am the Commonwealth’s best, if not the only nanny! I’ll watch him while you go do...stuff! I’m a great cook! My bloatfly jerky is hard to pass up! I’m great with kids and I can entertain your kid for hours. Does your kid like songs? How’s this? Ahem.” “Toss a coin to your-“ Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! “Oh great! Your awful singing upset him!” Dogmeat: A faint scent passed Dogmeat’s nose, waking him from his nap at Red Rocket. Standing at attention, Dogmeat spotted a human carrying a small human. Tail wagging, Dogmeat wanted to run up to see the small human. He wanted to follow to see them all the time. He wanted to PROTECT. But that big human may be dangerous. MORE REASON TO PROTECT TINY HUMAN. So Dogmeat followed at a distance and helped where he could. A pack of hounds too close? They’re gone before the humans get a wiff of them. A yaoi gui looking for a meal? Dogmeat stands his ground and gives the humans time to get far. Dogmeat was a good boy. And good boys get rewarded! One night when the humans rested, Dogmeat was invited to join them by the fire with a hunk of meat thrown in front of him. Kellogg dropped a few more hunks to get Dogmeat to come close. After enjoying his meal and a bowl of water, Dogmeat was finally able to see the tiny human up close. Gage: How could one guy get through the gauntlet with a baby strapped to his chest? And how could he defeat the Overboss without the water gun? BY CRUSHING HIM WITH HIS MIND! That last part seems unreal but it’s the truth! Colter was crushed within his power armor when the bald guy went to fight him! Every raider ran out of there except for Gage, who was still in shock. He didn’t notice the man approach until he was asked “What’s the fastest way back to the Commonwealth?” “R-right this way sir.” Now Gage didn’t like being subservient to those he disliked, but he wasn’t looking to die today. Gage had brought him back to the train, sending the man on his way. Just as the train pulled away, through the window, Gage saw the man’s baby peek out and reach out to him. Gage was confused and was further puzzled when he saw that his pants had fallen out of nowhere. Wait. “Did my pants just- Because of that kid- What the hell is going on?!” Hancock: RIP to the bastard Finn, who thought he could shakedown the guy who looks like he could kill with a stare AND carrying a baby. Now Hancock enjoys seeing bullies get their just desserts, but he wasn’t so sure seeing someone’s jaw get ripped off and shoved down their throat. Sure Hancock has killed his own fair share, but never that brutal. And the guy who just did that is taking care of a BABY. “Now hang on a second. I’m all for not seeing Finn again, but I can’t just let a guy who can do all that carry a baby. Goodneighbor is my town, so everything that walks in is my business. Including you two. Now tell me why I should let you hold on to the little tyke-“ Kellogg retorted without halting “Unless you wanna taste what’s left of your jaw just like him. Leave us alone.” Hancock can’t stand a brushoff threat like that, but he can’t do anything with a baby in the crossfire. So he let the guy go for now, gesturing to Fahrenheit to do surveillance on him. Longfellow:

Kellogg’s journey to find a safe home will take him all over the Commonwealth and to Far Harbor. After hearing of a rumored synth refuge exiting there, Kellogg thought that Maine may be perfect for him and Shaun if the Institute hasn’t found it. Upon arrival, Kellogg realizes that the fog brings all sorts of monsters and that he’d need some of those defogger contraptions if he’s to settle on the island. Asking around the bar, an old man in a trench coat speaks up. “You’re gonna want to get them defoggers from Arcadia, the synth refuge up over yonder.” Kellogg didn’t want to have to interact with the synths, especially since he’s ex Institute. “Are you serious.” With a nod and arming of his rifle, the old man confirms. “I have spoken.” MacCready: Waiting for business in the Third Rail seems like a safe move until Cait gets into a fight. Just like any other fight, Mac was gonna sit this one out. Expecting to hear a loud climatic crack on the bar, Mac was caught of guard to hear Cait happily laugh. Peeking out he sees Cait looking better than she ever did. He then looked over to the man she’d tussled with. He was fawning over a baby?! Mac’s daddy instinct kicked in and he was gonna help the fellow parent. Mac knew something was up with the kid. A sleeping kid doesn’t look like that. As the man tried shaking the kid awake, Mac put a hand on his shoulder only for it to be squeezed and twisted. “Owowowowowow. Hey I just wanna help your kid! I’m a parent too! Just let me help!” “Don’t need it.” “Are you sure about that?” The kid was barely moving but still breathing. It was clear that he needed something more. “I’m gonna buy some meds for him, then a room for the two of you.” Kellogg let go, allowing the help of fellow parent. Mac delivered. Fruit gummy meds for the kid and the cleanest room in Hotel Rexford. Not a single word of thanks. But a hefty sack of caps. Which Mac denied. “This one’s on the house.” Maxson: The Brotherhood’s arrival in the Commonwealth is preceded by reports of Institute teams becoming a more regular occurrence. It’s as if they’re looking for something. Or someone. Scribe Haylen of Paladin Danse’s team mentions that this began shortly after an encounter with a skilled civilian carrying a baby, probably nothing but they’re still worth looking into. Whatever or whoever they’re looking for, Maxson declares that the Brotherhood must find it first. Of course, Maxson wishes to put his best man in charge: Paladin Danse. However, Danse refuses only stating that “I’m not the right person for this job. Please consider Captain Kells to lead the search. Maxson reluctantly agrees but is confused at Danse’s answer. Once again he states that “I’m not the right person” and excuses himself. “I may not even be a person” Danse thinks to himself. Nick: Called out on a case for his old friends the Nakanos, Nick boards a boat to Far Harbor in search of their missing daughter who believes she’s a synth and is escaping to a supposed synth refuge in Maine. “Holy smokes. For a refuge to be out all the way there untouched. Wow.” “Perfect.” Nick sighed as he heard a deep voice and gun click behind his head. He already knew who it was. “Didn’t think I’d run into you out here. Kellogg.” “I see my reputation precedes me. I’m flattered. Now step away from the controls.” Nick does as he’s asked then spits that the most dangerous man in the Commonwealth has a baby strapped to his chest. He has to get the baby away from Kellogg, he doesn’t know how but he has to. Hours pass as Kellogg stands at the control, gun still aimed at Nick, and trying to comfort a fussy Shaun. “I know you got a gun pointed at me, but I’m still decent enough to be willing to take that kid off your chest and give you a break. What say you?” Before Kellogg could refuse, the boat is roughly shaken and makes both lose their balance. In this small window of opportunity, Nick lunges at Kellogg in hopes of getting the kids from him. Nakano’s boat arrives in Far Harbor and is greeted by a welcome party. “Come out where we can see you!” Kellogg emerges from the controls, gently bouncing Shaun in his arms. “Anyone else on board?” “No. Just me and my son.” Piper: Through the town of Diamond City rode a stranger one fine day. Hardly spoke to folks around him. Didn’t have too much to say. No one dared to ask his business. No one dared make a slip. For the stranger there among them had a BABY! Piper has a weakness for babies, whether it be their tiny hands or feet, their coos, or giggles. She just wants to look at the cutie hung from the grizzled man’s chest. Why did this little cinnamon roll have to be with this sort of guy? Why couldn’t he been with some masked stranger in shiny armor? Or hanging in the arms of a well learned woman? “Why do we always get the scary ones?” Suddenly, she felt her hat slightly rise from her head and fall forward. But before reaching the ground, her hat began discreetly floating towards the scary dude. Piper looked up to see a small head and hand over the man’s shoulder. The cutie was reaching out towards...her hat? ............... GASP “Magic baby hands!” Preston: It would take a miracle to deliver him and his friends from Concord. It would take some angel to come from above to save them. But no, they got Kellogg. An unexpected but welcome assistance. “I’m only here because of my kid.” Preston never thought that he’d be saved on the whim of a kid, but here he is on the museum’s rooftop providing cover for Kellogg as he eliminates the raiders. And Mama Murphy and the baby are on the roof watching- MAMA MURPHY AND THE BABY ARE ON THE ROOF WATCHING “Mama! Take the kid and go back inside! It’s too dangerous!” “Aww, don’t be a sourpuss Preston. The little man just wants a front seat.” A front seat to a deathclaw emerging from the sewers and knocking Kellogg a couple of meters back. “Oh crap!” Preston thought as he began to crank his musket in hopes of nailing the deathclaw in a single shot. Just as he thought Kellogg was gonna be deathclaw chow, the big lizard was lifted into the air! As the deathclaw thrashed in the air, Preston felt his jaw drop. “Nice one kid.” Mama Murphy complimented. To which Preston turned his head, seeing the kid’s arm outstretched. “Holy crap the kid is lifting the deathclaw with his mind.” Strong: Nothing gets Strong excited more than a good fight. His favorite by far is when him, human, and tiny human fought Sean. Human had been knocked out with tiny human trying to wake him up. Strong stood between them and Swan to protect them. Just before Swan had brought his anchor down, it was knocked out of his hand. Confused, Strong needed a moment. A moment short lived when he was lifted into the air up to Swan’s head. Looking down, he saw that the tiny humans was doing it! Feeling pride in his tiny brother, Strong knocked Swan’s head clean off. After that fight, Strong would always ask “Tiny Human! Do the magic hand thing!” X6-88: “Kellogg has gone AWOL and intends to keep the asset from us. Eliminate Kellogg and return the asset to us alive X6.” The courser had been given his most important assignment as well as his own long awaited desire: to kill Kellogg. Ever since he had heard of Kellogg’s skills, X6 had wanted to put him to the test and even beat him. Delivering the child is just a bonus. Cornering the two at Greentech, X6 was about to get his wish. “I’ve been waiting to go toe to toe with you, Mr. Kellogg.” “Sure. Fight me. That’s actually easier than the second part of the mission.” “Oh please I’m pretty sure I can handle a baby.” A small head peeks through Kellogg’s jacket and lets out a coo. *Software Instability Detected* “Oh! YOU’RE RIGHT! GET THAT OUTTA HERE!” How could X6 give a baby with such soft cheeks to the Institute?

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Companions Getting Caught Writing Fanfics

Written by a guy who can dance better than Star Lord himself, @saintlyguy!

Ada: Accidentally playing one of Ada’s personal holotape journals led to quite the discovery; Ada likes stories. A particular favorite seems to be Frankenstein’s Monster, as evident in her own self insert. Wait, what?

“Forlorn after the death of their lover, the estranged Mr/Mrs. Freeze of the abandoned Vault 111 creates an automaton to care for them and maybe even grow to love.”

ADA WHAT?!

Cait: She’s scrappy and hasn’t exactly had a taste of the good life (albeit the nuclear apocalypse makes that nearly impossible). But that’s probably why she has a soft spot for that radio play on WRVR that came on about that street girl who gets taken in by some gentleman to be educated into some Fair Lady. Cait would often be seen singing and dancing all night about how the rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain; singing as if she were the punk taken in by Professor Sole-

“CLOSE THE DOOR! KNOCK NEXT TIME! Did you see anything?”

No Cait. The Sole Survivor definitely didn’t see you singing and dancing then shoving your fan script into your mouth to dispose of the evidence.

Codsworth: He can’t exactly write, but Codsworth can be found daydreaming his fantasy of being a titular sitcom butler. Because he already is living out his dream of serving his Sole Survivor! Accompanying them out in the wastes and tidying them as well as their house is perfect for a bot such as himself. Although he will put those Old World sitcom jokes to use.

“Hey Codsworth, could you make me a sandwich?”

The butler places his master’s head between two slices of bread.

“There, I’ve made you a sandwich.”

Curie: How in the world does a scientist develop a taste for sci-fi? Hanging around MacCready and Kent. If you go through Curie’s notes, you’ll see doodles and short stories of her and her Sole Survivor in many situations where motley romances could blossom. Like there’s one where she’s a hologram assistant to vigilante Sole in the year 2099. Hell there’s even one where she’s a doctor who develops feelings for a cyborg ninja.

Danse: A man who’s situated to the influence of knighthood and chivalry, you would guess right that you’d find some fantasy AUs in his room. One where he’s a paladin (of course); in fact one of five who must venture into the Castle of Lions to find the Legendary Defender. There’s even one where he’s a Templar who falls for runaway mage Sole, the very target he was sent to capture.

Deacon: Ok who gave Deacon those old sitcom holotapes? It’s bad enough that him being a pathological liar makes hime good at telling stories, but it’s worse when he puts his friends in them:

(SING ALONG)

“Here’s the story, of a single parent. who was gearing up to form some sort of crew.”

“There’s an android detective.”

“A robot butler.”

“Even a ghoulish mayor.”

“It’s the story, of a secret agent. One of the greatest to ever walk the wastes.”

“And a reporter.”

“An android doctor.”

“Ad Victorium!”

“So then one day all these people were assembled. To find the child who was stolen from the vault. And this crew was labeled The Companions. That’s how we all became the Fallout Bunch!”

Dogmeat: He can’t write, not that he needs to! His dreams are reality because he has YOU!

Gage: Pirates?! Oh come on! Is it cuz of the eyepatch? Or was it those stories Longfellow told? Well... I guess the idea of being the scourge of the seas does has it’s appeal. For the bootlicker Gage is, it wasn’t surprising that in most of his poorly written stories he was the Sole Survivor’s first mate. What was surprising and even off putting was that one fic where he was the prisoner of a siren and was made to... do things for his freedom.

Hancock: The mayor had always wanted to be in a rock band (he probably is one in another life), to the point of playing air guitar and even writing stories. Whenever Sole tries to see what he’s writing, Hancock lights it on fire and throws it. That’s because Sole was always in his rockstar fantasies; whether as his number one fan or manager. Sole got a peek at his stories when they found Hancock asleep in the middle of writing! And would you look at that, he even started writing a song.

Longfellow: A rugged man in a place like Far Harbor wouldn’t know where to find someone after Hannah. However stories of survivalists and men of the land making city girls swoon did have some appeal to him. His favorite being about a reporter falling for a guy who can commune with animals and survived a crocodile attack. He has written a story or two for fun; often there’s a damsel in distress who needs rescuing from the mediocrity of urban life.

Maxson: “What the hell is this?!” Sole thought to themself as they read Maxson’s fantasy of recruiting girls with cat ears into the Brotherhood, all of which have feelings for their Elder.

“Y’know. Like nya?”

................................

“Arthur. I don’t want your garbage.”

Nick: While Nick wasn’t a detective, he was an adventurer! At least on paper he was. He still had a fedora, but instead of a nightstick, Tomb Raider Nick had a whip! He’d go to exotic places and uncover the secrets of lost civilizations. Often he’d run into the mysterious stranger Sole who’s often after the same treasure as he is. Sometimes he wins, sometimes they win, and sometimes they both win...in bed.

“Nick, what are you typing?”

CTRL Z!

MacCready: You couldn’t have survived Little Lamplight without having some fun. Mac’s escape was comic books and writing his own stories, some of which insert him into The Unstoppables. Mac’s longest fanfic is where he is admitted into UA High School, Unstoppables Academy. There he trains to become ALL MAC, the symbol of peace!

“It’s fine now. Why? BECAUSE I’M HERE!”

The most recent chapter shows All Mac recruiting the anti-hero, Survivor on a mission and on a date.

Piper: She’s a reporter on and off the record. Someone as articulate in writing as Piper uses it as a past time as well. She writes bedtime stories for Nat as well as scribe her daydreams. Lately she’s been writing about a Boston Bugle reporter attempting to get an exclusive with the city’s super powered defender clad in a blue jumpsuit and red cape. Coincidentally this started a bit after she started traveling with the Sole Survivor.

Preston: He’s got a thing for diners. Yes diners. He’s seen many old ads that show the vibrant environment, delicious non irradiated food, and pretty waitresses. You can sometimes see him hanging in the old diners after establishing a perimeters to have a lunch and do paperwork. Wait, paperwork? What the hell is he writing?

“The strapping general sat down awaiting for his favorite waiter/waitress to take his order.

‘Want something sweet?’ They ask.

He responds ‘How about you?’”

Yep. Nope. It’s paperwork, definitely nothing else.

Strong: Sometimes Strong can be found using raider and glowing one blood to draw on the concrete in Sanctuary.

“Hey Strong, what are you drawing?”

“Us.”

On the pavement, there are two super mutants. One of them is drawn with synth coolant to have blue.

“Strong wishes you were super mutant. Humans are losers.”

Gee thanks Strong.

“Strong is loser too.”

“But together, we take back what we lose!”

Huh, that was actually sweet.

X6-88: This guy knows nothing outside of recapturing synths. Although in the Institute he has seen many old films that the scientists enjoy during their downtime. His favorite being the one where the singer and her bodyguard fall in love. He especially liked the song in that movie. When he was asked to write something for a maintenance test, X6 wrote a story of the bodyguard named X who’s hired to protect Boston’s favorite singer. And from that story, the Institute programmed a synth to sing. Although no one knows what happened to her. When charged with guarding the director’s parent, X6 was asked what he could do. Besides shooting.

“I can write.”

What have you written.

X6 pulled out a binder labeled Work in Progress.

It’s as heavy as a dumbbell.

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Companions' Halloween Costumes Pt. 2

Big thanks to @saintlyguy! Happy Halloween folks! 👻🕷🕸🍿🍬🍭🎃🎉

#fallout 4 #maccready #robert joseph maccready #old longfellow #nick valentine #piper wright #preston garvey #strong #x6-88 #Halloween

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Companions Get Cucked

Brought to you by the legendary @saintlyguy!

Ada: Any robot would love routine check-ups of their sensitive circuitry or a hot oil bath. Ada especially enjoyed whenever Sole would mod her or give her a new coat of paint. These maintenance sessions gave her such bliss, Ada’s voice would become almost as seductive as conventional assaultrons. Sole had most recently gave her a full assaultron build and an oil rub, which gave her the opportunity to tease Sole with slim yet strong legs and claws that would pin them down while she set the mood with her head laser set on a low and non-lethal emission. Speaking of head lasers, Ada had almost fired when she saw Sole tending to their robot butler. Codsworth giggled as Sole made him into a Mr. Gutsy. Ada knew that Sole was just a friend, but it was at the robot workbench where she had found more than just a personal mechanic.

Cait: After asking Sole if they felt anything between the two, Cait had no idea that the sentence “We’re the best of friends” would cause her such distress. Just friends don’t care like Sole does for Cait. Just friends don’t check up on each other at almost any hour just to make sure the other is still there. Just friends don’t hide beneath their collar whenever Cait would tease Sole about snuggling or her ass. The mindfuck of “just friends” ran through Cait’s head as she perused through the pictures of Sole with Nate/Nora hung throughout their house. She envied how Sole’s spouse had experienced such unrelenting love. Then it hit her: “What if I was more... womanly?” Cait wondered as she saw Nora in colorful dresses and skirts. That night, Cait had a surprise for Sole as she snuck to their room in a summer dress she had “borrowed” from their attic. This would be her second chance at being with Sole, that is until she saw that reporter sway out of Sole’s room, wearing nothing but their shirt and appearing satisfied. Years of being alone and denied even a little joy made Cait snap; as Piper cleaned up in the bathroom, she was met with a calloused hand over her mouth. “Who the fuck do you think you are, taking Sole from me? What makes you, Nate/Nora, or anyone else so damn special?”

Codsworth: Memories of Sole and their family helped the butler persevere 200 years of isolation. No matter how bittersweet. Or entirely bitter. Codsworth had recalled one time where he had walked in Sole with the missus/hubby. “Shaun has been put to sleep, would you require anything- ELSE?!” “Yeah. Fuck me right in the- CODSWORTH?!” “Why I say! There shall be no such thing in me!” “No Cods! Wait babe stop, put some clothes on-“ WAAAAAAAAHHHHHH The ruckus had awoken young Shaun, which gave Codsworth a perfect excuse to leave. “Yes! Saved by the baby!”

Curie: New to almost everything human, Curie knew she had to do it all! With Sole. Not only did she want to share every discovery with Sole, she wanted to do everything with Sole. Curie wants Sole. She wanted them... to do everything to her. Curie owes Sole more than her new life; the very person who liberated her from Vault 80 and her robotic confines. She loved them, body and mind. So she made it obligatory to pass by their room every night to check on them. On a routine passby, she heard noises from their room. “Shit.” “Fuck.” “Ow.” This alarmed her, thinking someone was hurting Sole. Expecting to find them in distress, Curie had found Sole destressing. With Gage. Her heart had fell out of her chest and even deeper, as the two lovers stopped and screamed “Close the door! Get out Curie!” Slumped against the wall outside Sole’s room, little whimpers of “No...” and “Why Sole?” escaped her mouth as tears began flowing.

Danse: Power armor was the only thing that made this Paladin feel strong enough to take on the Commonwealth. Now even an X-01 suit couldn’t even hold a candle to Sole, according to Danse. Sole had shown great conviction serving in his unit; getting Rhys to be more of a team player and forming something of a dynamic duo with Haylen. Danse was thrilled to see Y/N bringing the team closer together, but he would like to see the two of them do the same at a much larger scale; he wanted the dynamic duo to be him and Sole. That ain’t happening. One night while sweeping Cambridge, Danse had heard groaning. No. Moaning coming from the old evidence room. Much to his distaste, Sole was on their knees eating out Haylen. Her hands held their head directly in front of her bare entrance. Never had Danse used his authority to undermine his fellow soldiers. That was until he had shouted “Cease this at once!” as Haylen climaxed all over Sole’s face.

Deacon: It was a prank war between best buds Deacon and Sole. Whoopie cushions, air horns, and laxatives brought the two agents closer than a raider and some jet. But this was all a front: Deacon had his shaded eyes on Sole ever since their first mission. This prank war was just so they could spend more time together in hopes that sparks would fly. But it was time for Deacon’s magnum opus: he was gonna drop the L bomb. Knowing that Sole frequents the tombs under the Old North Church, he was going to hide in one of the tombs and pop out wearing nothing but a bowtie and a gum drop bikini (courtesy of Piper). It was after this he’d get serious and start spouting some cheesy sonnets. It was go big or go home. Deacon should have stayed home. While he waited in an empty tomb, he heard to people enter. “Toot that ass Sole!” Wait, is that Glory? Then Deacon heard the two right over the tomb he was hiding in. Then came the moans and dirty talk. “Oh! Oh shit! Glory!” “You yelling Glory! Now it’s time for me to get gory!” Deacon held his hand over his mouth as Glory gave it to Sole. Right. Above. Him.

Dogmeat: You’d only hear Dogmeat growl if there’s an enemy nearby, or if shit’s about to go down. Shit definitely went down when Sole came home smelling like another dog.

Gage: Damn the new Overboss was fine. Especially when dat ass was clad in their vault suit. Gage had an eye for top notch goods. Especially the type of goods you just want to squeeze. The problem with goods like the ones on Sole is that everyone wants a piece. Gage wasn’t always top dog, but he’d need to mark his territory before anyone else could. He should have done it before Mags. Before William. Before Nisha. Before Mason. Gage had walked in on all of Nuka World’s highrollers climax all over the overboss. Everyone except him.

Hancock: Your friendly neighbohood mayor had many partners in his bed. But the one person he needed was Sole. They’re more badass and sexy than any gun that passed through Goodneighbor. He’d trade all the drugs in the world- the Commonwealth- ok in his stash just to have a shot with Sole. But perhaps he should have given more than his chems. A party at the Third Rail meant booze, singing, and dancing. Everyone was going to be there, including Sole. Throughout the party, Hancock kept his eye on the prize; making sure no one else would make a move on Sole. He even hired Fahrenheit, promising her a personal keg of beer. After like 10 bottles of every liquor on Charlie’s shelf, Hancock was off to win over Sole. Surely after traveling with them and opening up, they’d feel something right? Yep. Sole felt Fahrenheit’s hands explore their body as they grinded on her. All Hancock did was watch in disbelief and feeling betrayed, as his Right Hand was the one leaving Sole a wet mess. Leaving then satisfied while he’s kicked to the curb.

Longfellow: It was happy hour at The Last Plank, everyone was there: Sole, Valentine, Avery, Erickson, and even DiMA. As a party started, Sole got dizzy and sat on Valentine’s lap. Longfellow knew there was something up between them, and raised a bottle to them. Then some hussy came up shrieking “Ew. You have sex with that?” Pointing at Valentine. Just before Longfellow was about to throw a bottle at this bitch’s head, Sole drunkenly retorted “Oh yeah? You have sex with old people.” “Hey!” both Longfellow AND Valentine exclaimed. Now Longfellow didn’t know who to throw a bottle at.

MacCready: Yearning for your employer is never good, but for Sole? Mac could make an exception. The two of them even became friends. Sole even helped Mac with his problems with the Gunners and Duncan’s disease. I mean who wouldn’t fall for them? Even Magnolia had her eye on them. This almost made Mac pull out his entire rifle in the Third Rail. But not wanting to upset Sole, Mac only kept his hand on the grip. That was much harder especially when she was holding onto Sole’s arm while they walked her to her room. He nearly pulled his gun when she invited them into her room and sending him away. “Sole, why don’t you get the help a room so that we may... converse in private.” Mac could only comply. His mouth sewing itself shut when he could have just took Sole with him. Now he’s in the room underneath Magnolia’s. “Take that vault suit off and really make me sing.” Mac’s pillow alone couldn’t block the sounds of pleasure coming from right above him.

Maxson: The elder had a good eye for soldiers. But it was knight Sole who had stolen his gaze whenever they were on the Prydwyn. Whether it was them fixing up their power armor or bringing more technical documents, Maxson couldn’t resist dat ass. He was nearly on edge when he saw them in a Brotherhood uniform. The thought of Y/N in a jumpsuit, blue or orange lingered in his head as he went on with his day. The thought was replaced with methods of torture when he walked into Paladin Danse’s quarters only to see Sole harnessed naked onto a power armor station. “So it would seem my best soldiers need a lesson in fraternization.”

Nick: Coming home to the agency was always a pleasure since he’s welcomed by Ellie with a freshly lit cigarette. This became even better when Sole partnered up with him. Now Nick has got two friendly faces to come home to, with the occasional nuzzle with Dogmeat. But what he’d really like to come home to is Sole patiently waiting for him in bed. One night, when Nick fantasized about this treat, he walked in to Ellie bent over his desk, with Sole pounding her from behind. An awkward silence filled the air; it was if you could actually cut through it. Before any more coolant could be used to prevent him from overheating, Nick could only say this: “Ellie. You’re fired.”

Piper: Having Sole as her best friend made Piper happier than she was the day she had met them. But you know what would be better? Unlimited and exclusive access to Sole’s blue butt as opposed to being limited to brief glances while walking behind them. Being besties is great and all, but it would be better to be able to kiss Sole on the cheek (both head and rear). To have someone to warm her bed and wake up with. Since they’re not doing anything, Piper would need to make the first move, so she decided to visit them at homeplate. Much to her pleasure, Sole answered the door in only a shirt long enough to cover what’s down under. It was as if they were a present for her to unwrap. Before she could even get into why she was there, in comes Cait (although she had already came the night before, multiple times). To Piper’s horror, Cait walked by Sole naked just to slap their ass. “How’s that ass darling? I wasn’t too rough was I? What do you think Piper? Too much?” She spun Sole around so Piper could see the hickies, scratch, and spank marks that Cait had left on them from the night before. It was clear that Piper was too late. Sole now belonged to Cait. Before Sole could take notice of the tears welling up in her eyes Piper exclaimed “WELL I HOPE THE TWO OF YOU WILL BE HAPPY! GOODBYE!” After which she stormed off. Before Sole could go after her, Cait had pulled them back. “Didn’t you hear her? She’s happy for us. Now why don’t you make me even happier and come back to bed?”

Preston: “You can do this.” Preston repeated this in his head on his way to Sole with a bouquet of flowers hidden behind him. When a complete stranger not only revives the Commonwealth and becomes your best friend, how could you not have feelings for them? Sole altruism made Preston feel like he never felt before. He’d look into their eyes and the skies the limit. He feels so- so - so- helpless. Helpless as he caught a glimpse of Sole exchange tongues with Sturges. Good for them. Sturges is a good guy. He’s strong. Handy. Not me. And not a virgin. Which Preston got a first hand experience afterwards. Trying to get back to normal, he returned to his usual “Another settlement needs your help.” routine. Which was disrupted when he walked in on Sole playing with Sturges’ tool.

Strong: Fighting beside Sole almost made Strong feel as if he didn’t need the milk of human kindness. Almost. The way he felt smashing skulls with his leader gave Strong purpose and the desire to be Sole’s shadow. So other companions beware: try to avoid Strong whenever you’re with Sole or you may find a nasty surprise. Gage had found a huge turd in his pillow. Cait found a snake in her boot. Who knows what Strong will do next if he finds Sole with someone else?

X6-88: The golden rule of being a bodyguard: Never Fall in Love. At least according to an old pre-war film. Sure X6 has to provide cover fire for Sole almost everywhere they go. There was even that one time he had to carry them bridal style after they had twisted their ankle. But never had he considered that he could have fallen for them. He did grow fond of them as well as concerned for their safety. So he asked Curie, that synth doctor to always check up on Sole after missions. However he didn’t intend on her becoming competition. So it came in like a bullet when he found her undressing Sole. “Maybe it’s just a physical?” Sure. That is if physicals involved the doctor putting their mouth all over their patient. X6 only stayed out of sight so he could exit. This was no big deal. He just had to arrange Curie’s retrieval, or a much preferred extermination.

BONUS:

Shaun: Coming to the surface met Shaun with new challenges and experiences. Sole’s child was unexposed to many wasteland commodities such as radiation and the threat of monsters. Shaun was grew scared upon hearing tales of deathclaws and feral ghouls. It wasn’t surprising that his first meeting with Hancock was that of screaming. After calming down, the two got along fine. This would make it much more easier for Y/N to break the news that they’re together with Hancock. Or so they thought. Disturbed by the humming of Sanctuary’s generators, Shaun left for his parent’s room in hopes that they would cuddle him to sleep. Flipping on the switch, Shaun was met with the sight of Hancock on top of Sole. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH “MAMA/DADDY NO!”

Glory: It was a slow day at Railroad HQ. Everyone important was out helping the safehouses and everyone had a job. Everyone except Glory, who got banged up from her last job. Who knew plasma could cause a life threatening explosion? After being tended to and scolded by Carrington, Glory was left to watch the HQ. Even though she had a limp and couldn’t steady her minigun, she’s still deadly with a railway rifle. So she sat at a counter and ate a wasteland salad. While thinking about tossing a salad. Sole salad. Oh yeah. The newest agent has caught Glory’s eye, and she knows what she wants. Sole shirtless and bent over this very counter. Which is exactly what’s in front of her. “Sorry about the view, it’s hot down here.” Sole had come to resupply and take a breather, holding a cold Nuka Cola on their bare neck. “No need to apologize” Glory said through a grin. Before she could even use a pick up line, in comes Deacon. Sole’s best bud. Hooray... Baldy came in and gave Sole a pat on the butt, earning a small yelp. It should Glory’s hand on dat ass dammit! It should be her wrapping around Sole from behind- Wait. Why are they moaning? “Wait a minute. Deacon do you even have pants on? Are you two fucking? ARE YOU SERIOUS? RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY SALAD?”

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The Marvel React

Inspired by Mantis in Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2, thought up and written by none other than @saintlyguy!

Mama Murphy has a vision about the Sole Survivor and reveals a deep secret about how they feel for a companion.

Mama Murphy: “I see… You’re with somebody; somebody close. They don’t know how you feel… You feel… love!”

Sole: “Yeah, I guess I feel a general unselfish love-“

Mama Murphy: “No, romantic… sexual love… FOR THEM.”

Sole screams internally as Mama Murphy points at their crush.

Ada: She couldn’t believe it. Even though she was metal and Sole was a human, they loved her not for what she was, but who she was. Ada may not know much about love, but at least now she will never be alone- ERROR! DID MAMA MURPHY SAY SEXUAL?

Cait: The most predatory yet desiring grin crept onto her freckled and scarred face, as Cait discovered that Sole is looking for a bed mate. But her internal thoughts were perplexed by Sole thinking gushy things about the two of them together. Cait was never one for settling down, let alone singing and reciting poems. But if it were Sole, maybe she could give it a shot. “So… you’ve been thinking doing the nasty with me?”

Codsworth: Flattered that his master would consider a Mr.Handy as a suitable partner for life, Codsworth doesn’t feel worthy; he doesn’t feel he could fill Nate/Nora’s shoes as Sole partner. Although it was nice to think about, except the part about the… ew… sexual thoughts. “Mum/sir… how in the world would we even… would it be me… or you… If it were you, then where would you even… *ahem* insert. Hopefully you wouldn’t even think about my thruster?”

Curie: Many emotions began spurring within her head, Curie needed to snap back into reality somehow. She started approaching Sole ever so subtlely so she could tell them that she felt the same way. “Sole… don’t be ashamed. I… I love you too… We can be together now right?” Candle lit dinners, non-stop reassurance, cuddling, kissing… kissing on Sole’s bed… kissing on the floor… kissing…naked…” It appears Sole isn’t the only one with sexual thoughts.

Danse: “Bruh” pretty sums up how the Paladin nearly fainted upon hearing Mama Murphy’s vision. Usually he wouldn’t listen to anything that isn’t based off tangible facts. But this involved him and Sole. Also most of Murphy’s visions have come true. Maybe this time he’ll take a chance. A chance on Sole and on love. “Well soldier. Are you ready for new orders?” “Danse! SHIT! I mean-What’s my mission?” “Me.”

Deacon: Upon hearing Murphy yell “For him!” and pointing him out, baldy knew the timing was perfect to make a move. That is if Sole didn’t run off embarassed. “Guess we gotta do plan B.” Sole was drowning in liquor at The Third Rail in hopes of drowning their embarassment. “Shouldn’t have left Deacon like that… Better go own up.” Just before they ordered one last drink, Sole heard a familiar voice that isn’t Magnolia come from the speakers. “You’re just too good to be true. Can’t take my eyes off you…”

Dogmeat: Everyone’s good boi always sensed something between his best friend and the red lady. Like how sometimes they’d spend so much time together, their scents began to mix. So when the old lady who smelled like an ashtray pointed out the red lady to his bestie, something in Dogmeat told him to help their friend. Dogmeat began nudging Sole towards Piper/Cait who stood as if she was waiting for Sole to do something. Once they were face to face, Sole finally confessed months of yearning to their lady in red. This instigated confession ended with the start of something beautiful. Sole had gotten the girl, and it was all thanks to the best wingman in the Commonwealth.

Gage: “There’s no way the boss could have feelings for a piece of shit like me. Maybe some sexual tension, but romance?” Sole always came through, always. To the point where he could open up to them. Maybe that’s what spurred it. Or maybe they think he’s weak and is thinking about offing him. “So Gage. Could I interest you in a ride through the Tunnel of Love back at the park?” Screw it. “So long as we skip the line.”

Hancock: The mayor of Goodneighbor stood with his hands on his hips and a grin on his face. Sole wanting him made Hancock feel like a king. Sure other people have been with him, but he was just a body to them; something a little different from the average wastelander. With Sole, there’s so much more. Maybe he’s found his Schuyler to his Hamilton. Only this time, Sole will be the only one satisfied and will never feel helpless.

Longfellow: “So all those times you called me gramps, that was you flirting?” Sole nodded their head, looking anywhere but at the silver fox. Sure he’s older by like 15 years, but he’s aged to perfection. Sole then felt rugged hands tilt their head up to meet the hunter’s eyes. “Why call me gramps, when you can call me… Daddy?”

MacCready: Mac became a shade of red never thought possible to reach. Sole loved him? Maybe not love. Do they just want sex? “Then again, Murphy isn’t one to bullsh- I mean, joke with serious stuff?” Mac began pondering whether he should give Sole a chance. They took a chance when hiring him, going after Barnes and Winlock, and looking for Duncan’s cure. “Maybe you’re my love.”

Maxson: “Why did I even leave the Prydwyn?” Aurthur got dragged to the ground by his own soldier, Sole. They insisted on Maxson taking a break, but listening to an old woman high beyond all measure ramble. It was all ramble until she revealed how his best soldier felt about him. The fact that they had kept it secret shows how much they’ve thought about him. This isn’t just lust. Handing Sole a key he whispered in their ear: “There will be a curfew tonight at 2200 hours sharp. ALL troops are to be in their quarters by then.”

Nick: If the gumshoe could faint, he would. Instead he got the blue screen of death when he found out Sole had feelings for him. When Nick blacked out, he had a hell of a trip: reliving old memories of Jenny. After what Sole had helped him avenge her death, maybe it was time to move on and return the favor. When Nick rebooted, the first person he saw was none other than Sole. “Nick! What was the last thing you remember?” “Oh nothing. Just somthing about… romantic thoughts.” Sole had hoped he wouldn’t remember. “Also some… sexual thoughts.“

Piper: One minute Ms.Wright was chugging down a Nuka Cherry, the next she was spitting all out in a frenzy after hearing Mama Murphy tell her that her best friend, Sole had a crush on her. Well this is awkward. Piper needed to say something, hell this was about the two of them. “Blue. I appreciate the thought, but…” Sole stood stained with cherry flavored Nuka Cola, with an almost broken face upon hearing “but.” Piper needed a smooth recovery, quick. “BUT I DON’T WANT TO RUSH THINGS! I MEAN I LOVE YOU TOO! I WAS JUST SHOCKED THAT YOU FELT THE SAME. Although I didn’t think you thought about ME like… sexually. BUT THAT’S BESIDE THE POINT; WANNA GO ON A DATE? I KNOW THE BEST PLACE TO WATCH THE STARS FROM DIAMOND CITY! WE’LL GET NOODLES TOO!” Nailed it.

Preston: Oh boy. “Sole… I like you too.” Wait. What? Who would have thought that Sole’s right hand man would fall for them? Would it be when he would try to hype up the Minutemen with “HERE COMES THE GENERAL!” or when he would give them his coat whenever they got cold? But it was clear the feeling was mutual; the two embraced, silently pledging themselves to each other. While they were hugging it out, Preston realized that Mama Murphy had given up drugs thanks to Sole and that there were none in sight on her person. He then looked at her with a raised eyebrow only to receive a solid thumbs up from the Commonwealth’s best wingwoman.

Strong: “For them!” “AHA HA HA! SHE JUST REVEALED YOUR DEEPEST DARKEST SECRET! HA HA! YOU MUST BE SO EMBARASSED! DO ME! DO STRONG NEXT!”

X6-88: Very little made the edgelord smile, even halfsmile. But finding out that Sole has feelings for him… False. This was coming from the mouth of an old junkie, there’s no science backing it. X6 dismissed this, assuring Sole that this has done nothing to ruin his image of them. Although the thought of giving it to Sole, made X6’s nether regions engorge.

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How would you describe romanced companions with love songs? (Btw loving the blog

Brought to you courtesy of the guru of romance himself – @saintlyguy who threw in a few extras too!

Ada – Electricity is in my Soule by Steam Powered Giraffe

Cait – Good Thing by Reel Big Fish

Codsworth – Europe’s Skies by Alexander Rybak

Curie – Here Comes a Thought from Steven Universe

Danse – Your Man by Josh Turner

Deacon – Careless Whisper by George Michael

Dogmeat – Let’s Hear it for the Boy by Deniece Williams

Gage – Just What I Needed by The Cars

Hancock – You Got What I Need by Freddie Scott

Kellogg – Last Kiss by J. Frank Wilson & The Cavaliers

MacCready – You and I by Anarbor

Maxson – Eye in the Sky by The Alan Parsons Project

Nate/Nora – Who Loves You by Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons

Nick Valentine – Everybody Loves Somebody by Dean Martin

Old Longfellow – Brandy You’re a Fine Girl by Looking Glass

Piper Wright – Sara Perche ti Amo by Ricchi e Poveri

Preston Garvey – Somebody’s Baby by Jackson Browne

Strong – I will Follow You by Ricky Nelson

X6-88 – Secrets by One Republic

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Prompt: The Sole Survivor is actually a pre-war military astronaut and was frozen in a space station before the war began in an effort to preserve pure human genetics. When they thawed out, they return to Earth and land in their old home, The Commonwealth. How would it be if this is how they met each companion? Like Sole's spaceship crashes right in front of them, then they come out in a spacesuit with smoke and lights and it's like a David Bowie music video. Thanks for starting this blog.

Thanks for being you, saintlyguy! I’ll have your other two reacts done soon as well!

Ada – >>> - - Safe to say Ada didn’t quite believe what she was seeing.

Cait – Stares. She just…stares. Open mouthed and awestruck. When Sole steps forth, asking her what year it is, what happened to the world etc., Cait just stands there and stares like they’ve grown a second head. When they finally get her to say something, she just shakes her head and blinks rapidly. “I gotta lower the fuckin’ dosage or I’ll start seein’ more o’ this shite.” Without anything further, the brawler turns and walks away, still muttering under her breath and glancing back at Sole disbelievingly.

Codsworth – “I – I’ll say, sir/mum, you sure know how to make an entrance!” He’ll be so unbelievably overjoyed to see his master/mistress, that he’ll ignore any questions they might have about this new world they’ve literally come crash landing into and the family they left behind. At least, only until they’ve had a decent meal to eat after being two hundred years late of course!

Curie – After peering around the tree she had hid behind, Curie is astounded to see a person walking out of the spacecraft. Surely they are smart, yes? Otherwise, how would they be flying a spaceship? So she walks to them, hesitantly, and greets them in every language she knows until they respond to her.

Danse – “How the-” He stares, dumbstruck for the first time in his life. “What the hell?” He blinks as Sole strides out of the shuttle, totally not expecting to see an actual living person come out of there. “Halt! Identify yourself. Are you an extra-terrestrial being?” He doesn’t know why the hell he’s bothering talking to them if they are, but damn they look human at least. Immediately he throws a flare for Vertibird backup, not quite knowing what the hell to expect from something like this.

Deacon – When Sole comes striding out of the fanciful wreck, Deacon dips his nose and peers over his shades to double check that what he just witnessed was actually real. “You know, you’re the second Martian man to come here to ol’ humble earth. But you? You got style. I think we’re gonna get along juuuust fine.”

Dogmeat – Ball? Ball! Big ball! Wait…REALLY BIG BALL! Wow, ball is loud and bright! Wait, a person?? *happy barks* Yes! Person will surely pet him and love him and hooo boy was this person cold! But no matter, he’s finally getting petted like a good boy! Now if only they had some treats…

Hancock – Like Cait, all Hancock can do is just stare in stupefied silence before uttering two little words. “Holy fuck!” He shake his head from side to side and blinks until his lids are tired, glancing down to the dose of Jet in hands with amazement. “Again? Hot damn this stuff is good.” He grins at Sole who he believes to be a chem induced hallucination and huffs up another dose of Jet before going to greet the newest space man/woman.

Gage – There are very few things in this world that can surprise the hardened raider. Off the top of his head, the list only extends to spiders, bigger spiders and giant flying space crafts that damn near takes his head off before crash landing nearby. “Holy shit! That’s the last damn time I’m ignorin’ those damn Hubologists.” Oh and if that wasn’t surprising enough, a damn person comes trotting out of the thing like nothing happened. “Hey, hold it right there. Whatcha got on you, space man?”

MacCready – His eyes are wide and his mouth hangs open as Sole comes strolling out of the…the spaceship? Is that a spaceship? MacCready starts shaking his head, mutter “Nope. Nope. Totally seeing things.” He turns around and walks away, still bewilderedly pinching himself and doing equations to see if he really is awake and sane because holy shit!

Maxson – Immediately he quarantines the area, gets Sole taken away for examination by the scribes before they could even say anything which leaves him alone and quietly giddy with their ship. He doesn’t care much for Sole per se, just whether or not the technology they brought to earth was something salvageable and useful for the Brotherhood of Steel. But he’ll be damned if he’s going to stop seeing those flashing lights for a long while.

Nick Valentine – Actually swipes his hat from his head and stares at the person walking towards him, feeling the coolant pumping rapidly throughout his metallic body. After a quick systems check, he clears his throat and steps forward, eyes wide and in shock. “You…you aren’t an alien, right? You look human enough…I guess…”

Old Longfellow – The old hunter glares at the newcomer with a narrowed gaze, sussing out whether he should pull the trigger before they see him or wait to hear an explanation. If any. After a moment, he comes to the conclusion that there is a small list of things he was willing to do that day and an even smaller list of things that alcohol makes bearable, and dealing with an extra-terrestrial being is definitely not one of either of those things.

Piper Wright – After screaming bloody murder, Piper simply stares in shock as Sole comes climbing out, her mouth hanging open with her hand pressed to her chest like she was having a heart attack. From there, the reporter wages an internal war with herself: should she hang back and see if they’re friendly or should she totally go charging in pen and notepad in hand for what’s easily the story of the century? Piper undoubtedly chooses the latter and unleashes all of her pent up excitement in the form of her insatiable questions.

Preston Garvey – He honestly believes Hancock slipped him some hard stuff that made him start to hallucinate, because these lights are nothing like he’s ever seen before, not even in Diamond City. Awe, shock, disbelief. Preston was feeling it all. When Sole finally emerges, he is on the verge of feinting because holy shit a human being was in there?? “Wh-who are you? Where’d you come from?” It takes him a good long while to fully believe that what he saw, was in fact real.

Strong – The bug guy was stunned at first, little eyes going so wide because he never fathomed the idea that a little human could simply drop from the sky out of nowhere and survive. What an oddly unsettling thought that is. After the shock has worn off and Sole comes strolling out with all these flashing lights and blinking colours, Strong goes charging with his board raised, acting out of self-preservation more than anything because whAT THE HELL, HUMAN??

X6-88 – Nothing impresses X6 very easily, but holy franken fuck did this impress him. For one, a flying spaceship, enough said. Secondly, the technology on that thing is far more advanced than even the Institute and that is incredible for him to comprehend and lastly, Sole actually survived crashing the damn thing. That meant they’re smart, tough and one hell of an addition for the Institute which is exactly where he proceeds to take them.

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