Tumgir
the-fourth-constant 6 days ago
Text
The Shirt Off His Back {Bookerbeth}
I confess this is a severely overdue request that I was unable to finish sooner, due to various circumstances. Fortunately, I was finally able to sit down and get the finish touches done! To the one who requested this, thank you SO much for your patience, and to them and whoever else reads this, I hope you enjoy!
Keep reading
5 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Sssh, it鈥檚 okay.
36 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Photo
Tumblr media
鈥淚f I could put him down, would she let me?鈥溌
Fan art by RicardoTomeArt.
744 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Save Elizabeth
47 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Video
youtube
2 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Photo
Booker N O聽
Tumblr media
To eat鈥r not to eat?
4 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Photo
This.聽 That he *instinctively* reaches to carress her cheek, I鈥檓 just--聽
Tumblr media Tumblr media
The feels, man.
11 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Text
Y E S.聽
I love Booker鈥檚 small whistle when he and Elizabeth are in the elevator to get into Finkton.聽
22 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Text
I love Booker鈥檚 small whistle when he and Elizabeth are in the elevator to get into Finkton.聽
22 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
鈥淚t was a fine thing you came along when you did.鈥澛 鈥淗eh. How do you think I ended up here? I gambled. And now I owe money to men you don鈥檛 want to be in debt to. I come here to pay it back. Me busting you out--what do you think that was? Charity?鈥 鈥淲ho sent you?鈥 鈥淪omebody who was willing to take my marker in exchange for you.鈥
I always thought this to be the moment where Elizabeth had to become suspicious of Booker. He says himself that her rescue is a job. What did she expect? That he was just tasked with getting her out of Columbia and whoever hired her just wanted her freedom? Yeah, right. Elizabeth is very naive--only natural considering her lack of social interaction--but she鈥檚 also smart and a bookworm. Booker is a trope library on legs, I think Elizabeth had this nagging feeling of upcoming betrayal in the back of her mind already, but still being who she is and believing in the good in people, she waits until the very last moment to confront Booker (when he puts in the coordinates for New York, not Paris). And then she鈥檚 not above doing whatever she needs to to survive; something she also picked up from Booker.聽
11 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Once you got Shock Jockey and return to Soldier鈥檚 Field, all the stores you could previously enter have been closed. Booker being the broad hunk that he is, though, can easily lift the gates and gain access anyway.聽
This isn鈥檛 even anything big but I love worldbuilding and thinking about headcanons while I鈥檓 playing, and I bet Elizabeth鈥檚 dead on her feet at this point. She needs a break, even if it鈥檚 just a small one. Just five minutes to close her eyes. So she and Booker can enter one of the shops and take a breath. She鈥檇 love to sleep in a bed but the room Preston鈥檚 been聽鈥渞esiding鈥 in is not an option... what with the corpses and blood and all.聽
10 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
鈥淎s I said, I鈥檓 no doctor, but that doesn鈥檛 mean I don鈥檛 find the field fascinating.鈥
824 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Note
Hi! maybe 3C for bookerbeth?
i鈥橫 crYING nobody鈥檚 asked me about my otp in fOREVER
Tumblr media
75 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Note
鈥 i missed you so much. let's not ever leave this bed. 鈥 for bookerbeth馃槍
Here you go! I confess this one did derail a little bit as I was writing it, but I do hope you still get some enjoyment out of it!
"I missed you so much. Let's not ever leave this bed."
Elizabeth still didn鈥檛 know how it happened. How it was...possible.
But here he was in her arms.
Booker.
Her Booker.
Even when his mouth and hands had roamed over her body, reintroducing himself to some areas and discovering new ones, she still couldn鈥檛 believe it.
When she had initially asked how he came to end up in Rapture after his untimely end in that river back in Columbia, his answer had been confusing, vague, and sporadic, constantly interrupted by desperate, hungry kisses between them.
The entire situation was illogical, but as Booker鈥檚 very real body kept meeting hers over and over again in an increasingly feverish state, Elizabeth didn鈥檛 care. None of that mattered now. All that mattered was that they were together again.
鈥淕od...I missed you so much...鈥 he now confessed with a quiet growl, his hold on her still as tight as ever, as they both came down from their peak of pleasure. 鈥淟et鈥檚 not ever leave this bed.鈥
The proposition was beyond tempting.
Her eyes still closed and still in a post-orgasmic haze, Elizabeth shifted a bit closer to the man. Pressing her lips to the side of his neck, she smiled against it when she heard him utter a soft, drawn-out moan at the contact.
Quite sensitive there, huh? she internally mused. She made a note to remember that.
Meanwhile, the hand that rested upon his bare chest could feel his once-rapid heartbeat finally begin to slow down. As he began to rub her back, she rubbed his chest and sighed his name with contentment.
After what had felt like an eternity, he was with her once again.
It felt almost too good to be true.
But as her eyes reopened, reality started to poke at her mind when her half-lidded gaze fell upon the shortwave radio that she had been carrying previously - the only means she had to communicate with a very different sort of man she had struck a deal with some time ago.
She initially wasn鈥檛 too concerned about it, but as she focused her gaze more on the object in question, she finally realized that in her haste to disrobe earlier, she had accidentally pushed the talk button...a button that was still pressed down.
Her blood ran cold.
He likely had heard everything.
With a mixture of panic and reluctance, she wrenched herself from Booker鈥檚 embrace and sat up, pushing her messy hair out of her face.
鈥淚 have to,鈥 she told him.
Jostled out of his half-awake state, it took a moment for him to realize what was going on. Confusion flooded his face as he sat up slightly, resting his weight upon his elbows. 鈥淲hy?鈥
The was a pause. She wasn鈥檛 sure what to tell him. So much had happened during their time of separation...too much to convey in just a few words.
After another moment鈥檚 thought, she simply said, 鈥淎tlas.鈥
鈥淲ho鈥檚 Atlas?鈥 Booker was now wide awake, his brow furrowed and his tone questioning.
鈥淒efinitely not who or what you think he is,鈥 she said, crinkling her nose in disgust as she got out of bed and walked over to where the radio sat abandoned on the floor by the door of the room. She picked it up, disabling the button as she did.
It didn鈥檛 matter, though, as immediately after, a thick, Irish brogue came through the crackling static on the other end.
鈥淚t sounded like you were havin鈥 a right good time there, luv,鈥 he stated, the sarcasm in his voice oddly peppered with hints of genuine interest, 鈥渂ut I thought I鈥檇 mention that your Little Sister is gettin鈥 right impatient...unless, of course, you鈥檝e decided that gettin鈥 your kicks is your top priority now-鈥
鈥-Nothing鈥檚 changed,鈥 Elizabeth snapped into the speaker. 鈥淚鈥檓 still coming for the girl.鈥
鈥淪uit yourself,鈥 he shrugged off. 鈥淚鈥檝e got all the time in the world. Not sure I can say the same for her, though.鈥
There was silence after that.
For the next few seconds, Elizabeth remained kneeling, digesting Atlas鈥 words. With a huff of frustration, she buried her face in her hands.
How could she allow herself to get distracted? To even momentarily forget why she came back to Rapture in the first place? To let her emotions cloud her better judgement? How could she be so...selfish?
If she didn鈥檛 have a reason to start hating herself before, she certainly did now.
But still...she couldn鈥檛 stop herself from wanting all of this to go away. To just be able to forget everything and crawl back into that bed to lay in the arms of the man whom her heart had been aching for since she left Columbia.
But she knew that had to wait. She needed to fulfill a promise - not only to Atlas, but to herself.
She needed to save Sally.
Elizabeth鈥檚 bout of internal self-chiding was soon interrupted when she felt Booker鈥檚 hand gently rest upon her shoulder. For a moment, she felt comforted by the silent gesture, hoping that perhaps he had come over with the intention of taking her back into his arms to help ease her tension.
But when she turned and got a good look at him in the dim, blue-green light coming in from the windows, her breath caught in her throat in surprise.
Now half-dressed, with sex-mussed hair falling over his forehead, the man sported a protective, almost dangerous look in his eyes as he tightened his grip on his pistol.
鈥淓lizabeth...鈥 he addressed her seriously, 鈥渢ell me everything.鈥
4 notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Text
People thinking they can ruin this ship for me and start shit in my posts, as if I won鈥檛 just blacklist and block them :鈥橠聽
My sweet summerchild, I don鈥檛 give a shit.聽
I am having fun with FICTIONAL characters, this does not mean I condone this in the real world and if you think so, you鈥檙e way dumber than I could ever imagine you to be and I feel sorry for you.
0 notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
CALL ME BOOKER
5K notes View notes
the-fourth-constant 9 months ago
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
BioShock Infinite: Bookerbeth Week (April 17th - April 23rd) Day Five: Duet (2 of 2) 鈥淏ooker, catch!鈥
I HAD TO, OKAY.聽 (@fuckyeahbookerbeth @satsuki-chan鈥) (Edited to be entirely Booker catching infinite supplies)聽
Bonus: 鈥淏ooker, here!鈥澛
Tumblr media
14 notes View notes