Declaring indefinite hiaitus! Don’t wanna keep anyone waiting. I might come back to this when i really feel my juices for fallout again! But for now, I’ll be over at @bizarrebaby! Thank you for all of your support!
Heyyy, I saw the headcannon about whiny sub Maccready. Could we also have some nsfw headcannons for Hancock being a dom and a sub ? (to my opinion, he is a 100% switch)
Hancock
Hancock is not the cleanest dom, but he does get the job done. By that, I mean that you’ll cum as many times as you can bear, and he’ll cuddle you. But he doesn’t care about falling asleep on messy sheets or taking a shower or whatever.
He likes to tease, but he actually isn’t big on straight up torture or punishment. He’s more of a service top type of dom, I wouldn’t say gentle, but he likes to pamper to a degree. Not much of a brat tamer, he likes things as easy as he can get them, not a fan of conflict, no matter how imaginary
But he does like to make you maintain eye contact. When he’s comfortable in your relationship, that’s probably one of his play time rules. He likes your eyes on him, and he wants to see every little reaction he can wring from you
As a sub though, he can be a complete and total brat. A lot of his actions are provocative, like he’s daring you to do something about his insubordination
And honestly, he’s not the toughest nut to crack. He has a lot of little sensitive spots, and if you learn them, that’s it for his career as a brat tbh
He’s a fan of restraints. If he’s gonna sub, he wants to be pretty much totally at your mercy. It takes quite a lot for him to even consider using your safe word
I’m starting to get back in a fallout groove, so I’m gonna work on them requests a little! My caveat is: for the requests that just ask for the companions, I’m not gonna do everyone! I’ll only do some, just because I get very easily overwhelmed and it puts me off of doing them. My brain is very small. I know I’ve said this before, but hopefully this time I really mean it. If you requested something like this, and I missed the companion you really wanted to see, just request it again with the one you want when I open up the box again!
I love your stuff!! Can i get some friendship Piper hcs?
Piper Wright
This bitch is the best listener ever. Part of being a reporter. She’s has an excellent memory and so she’s really good at keeping up with all of your goings on, never misses a beat when you’re venting or gossiping or anything
She’s the kind of friend who will do a lot in your name. Be rude to people you can’t offend for professional reasons, stand up to rude people, pull pranks, make people who upset you miserable in nonviolent ways. She can be devious.
She’s the type who will absolutely lie for you no questions asked every single time. She always backs you up no matter what, you’ve always got an alibi with Piper as a friend
Piper is very judgemental of the other people you hang out with and especially your romantic prospects because she only wants what’s best for you, and sometimes she’s afraid you’re too good of a person to tell people to take a hike when you should. That said, her approval is easily bought. Very “if you hurt them I’ll hurt you, and worse” brand of friend
Her good memory is matched by her observational skills. She’s pointing stuff out to you a lot, usually fun little things that have to do with your hobbies, things you might have missed alone. Makes life a little brighter.
All extrovert, all spitfire, and one nosy mother hen
She’s got a domineering personality and quite a few caretaker instincts, you’d better believe she’s gonna be nagging your ass to eat and sleep regularly
She’s also constantly fucking advocating for you. Always. To shop owners, vagrants, other companions, faction leaders. She really truly believes that you don’t get the respect you deserve, and that you’re amazing, so she’s gonna tip the scales in your favor at every opportunity
She’s always doing you little favors and leaving you little presents and pretending she doesn’t know anything about it if you bring it up. Leaving gumdrops on the nightstand when she gets up first. Sorting all your mixed up boxes of ammo. Folding the clothes you just threw on the floor cause you were tired.
To tell you how devoted she is to making your life easier, I’ll put this simply: she’s the kind of person who will deal with laundry chair
As for romance, she’s a little brutish for that. Her ideas of dates are usually more like adventures, and accompanying her on interviews. As far as she’s concerned, everything the two of you do out in the wealth is a date.
She’s not much of a cook, but she’s pretty good at finding things in demand, which makes her ideal for finding you ingredients and rare treats
She likes writing things down, so even though she has a pretty good memory, she has a little notepad full of things like important dates for you and your favorite foods and stuff like that. You’ve got a section in the filing cabinet.
Hi! I know this place has been pretty inactive. I might as well be honest and say I don’t have much inspiration for fallout right now! I’ll still be writing, just for other stuff at the moment!
I’ll be over at @bizarrebaby currently writing for the mandalorian, apex legends, and John carpenters the thing. And I’m gubby on ao3!
From Fallout 4, are the companions good dancers, and what kind of dance style would they dance ? (Was that clear ? I dunno.)
Cait: Well, fistfighting is a bit like dancing, but besides boxing, you’ll have no luck with Cait.
Curie: She can do a basic ballroom, but she will step on your toes so much. He isn’t used to having feet.
Danse: He can waltz. That much was taught to him. It feels like dancing with a tin soldier though, he’s pretty lifeless and stern. That’s how he was expected to be at brotherhood functions.
Deacon: Oh he can fuckin’ dance. He prefers to freestyle, but he actually knows quite a few moves from different styles. Some Salsa, flamenco, swing.
Hancock: Absolutely not a dancer but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t try
Gage: He actually. Knows how to slow-dance. Don’t tell anyone. It’s very romantic.
MacCready: He refuses.
Nick Valentine: He actually knows a move or two. Mostly swing. It’s very scary when you ask him to show you what he’s got and he rolls up his sleeves and pretty much begins tossing you all over the place
Old Longfellow: He’s a fine dancer, so he says, but most times he dances it’s more like stumbling with a purpose.
Piper: She says she knows, but seems reluctant to actually show you. So who can say. (she doesn’t actually know)
Preston: He can waltz, and he can do it well, he’s not concerned with learning anything else. Occasions that call for it are few and far between
X6-88: He knows many dances in a very textbook way. All technique, not a lot of finesse.
Codsworth: I’d imagine he’s be good if he had legs, maybe
Strong: take a wild guess
Dogmeat: Well. He’ll get on his hind legs and twirl for the right snack.
What would the fo4 companions do if they found out that a chubbier sole didn't like the way they look.
Chubby sole, lacking self-confidence
Cait: Who said you weren’t cute? She’s gonna beat the shit out of them. Anyways, Cait has never been the most concerned with how people look, and her looks haven’t really been a big source of her issues, so she’s not so sure of what to say. What she does know is that she’s not complaining, and a little extra weight never stopped you from being able to kick ass. So as far as she’s concerned, you’ve got nothing to worry about.
Curie: Her first assurance is that despite the appearance of the average commonwealth citizen, you’re actually much more normal. You see, what’s common isn’t always what’s healthy. Most people now are malnourished and have been nutritionally deficient for their entire lives, without access to reliable food sources. You’re a lot better off, health wise. In terms of being attractive? She thinks you’re just fine, but that’s just one little scientist’s opinion.
Danse: Who said you weren’t cute? He’s gonna beat the shit out of them. Actually, he’s dealt with his fair share of body issues. The Brotherhood is a competitive organization that prizes physical fitness, not to mention that a lot of people accumulate some pretty gnarly scars in the line of duty. He has plenty he wouldn’t exactly call photogenic. His point being, everyone has something about their body that they’re not totally happy with, and this is yours. It’s not the end of the world.
Deacon: Hey, you think you’ve got self image issues, try talking to someone who changes their face once a month! But seriously. I think of all of the companions, Deacon probably hates himself the most, even if it has nothing to do with looks. What he does know is that your substance outweighs whatever you think is a physical shortcoming, he doesn’t know anyone who’s half as amazing. And honestly? He thinks you’re hot, but what does he know?
Hancock: Who said you weren’t cute? He’s gonna beat the shit out of them. Believe me, Hancock knows what it’s like to hate your looks. But at the end of the day, they’re a part of you, and if other people love you, they love all of you. That includes the parts you might not be proud of. He certainly loves you.
Gage: Who said you weren’t cute? He’s gonna beat the shit out of them. Probably torture them before he kills them. He knows what it’s like to not feel attractive, he’s a cyclops with rotten teeth and he thinks his nose is fucking huge. He’s a staunch believer that beauty died with the bombs, or at least, its importance did. But he’ll gladly tell you the things he’d do to a body like yours, if given the chance. He’s not exactly the comforting type.
MacCready: He shifts into dad mode honestly. He imagines that it was Duncan coming to him about the problem, when he wants to be as comforting and sensitive as he can. He’ll say you have nothing to worry about. He’s never seen anyone as pretty as you are skilled, but besides that, he’s honestly surprised he doesn’t have to beat people off with a stick every time you stop in a bar. You’re fine.
Nick Valentine: I mean, have you taken a look at him? He’s pretty sure the passersby think you’re a goddess compared to the hunk of scrap metal he is, he doesn’t really get what you’re worried about. But he’ll make the effort of telling you that you look nice every so often, he used to just think it, but now he figures he shouldn’t keep thoughts like those to himself.
Old Longfellow: He also doesn’t get it. To him, looks are very unimportant, but he sympathizes. In his eyes, you don’t have anything to worry about. He’s seen much, much worse. You’re probably in the top tier of wastelanders. Were he younger, you wouldn’t have been able to get him to leave you alone, he tells you.
Piper: Who said you weren’t cute? She’s gonna beat the shit out of them. She thinks you’re cute as a button, and she’s gonna be telling you that every day until you’re so irritated you have no choice but to believe her.
Preston: Not only does he think that the content of your character shines through brilliantly, he also thinks your looks happen to compliment you very nicely. He really thinks everyone around sees the same radiant person he does, and he’ll tell you so as many times as you need.
X6-88: Who said you weren’t cute? He’s gonna beat the shit out of them. Quietly, too, they’ll never see it coming. But anyways, he doesn’t have a lot of expertise in this area. But you know what he can tell you? The facts. And based upon his observations of the laws of attraction between people, you’re above average, not to mention you charisma, and other qualities that people find compelling.
Codsworth: Who said you weren’t cute? He’s gonna beat the shit out of them. He thinks that you shouldn’t concern yourself with such things. After all, you did find a spouse, one who was… attracted enough to you to make a child with you. Besides that, you’re wonderfully kind, and very pretty, in this humble Mr. Handy’s opinion.
Strong: He thinks this concern is silly. Most humans he sees, he could break between two fingers like a toothpick. You’re stronger, heartier. Maybe if all humans were like you they’d stand a chance against super mutants. But probably not.
Dogmeat: He thinks you cuddle very good and also throw ball good. He has no complaints, and neither should anyone else. That includes you.
So I just finished reading your latest Gage post (keep them coming please lmao) about that one thing..I’m sorry I’m not familiar with it but it’s A/B/O I think? Anyway, I thought that was incredibly interesting. You mentioned in the post how Gage would kill for sole if someone looked at them funny. So my ask is, how do you think Gage would react to someone touching his sole while they repeatedly keep telling them to stop? Bonus points for how he treats sole after... Thank you, love your work!!
THIS TOOK FOREVER AND I NEVER EVEN FINISHED IT so this like is left off on a part you’re gonna be so mad at me for but I wanted to post it rather than let it sit in draft limbo forever!
Protective Gage
In almost any circumstance, Gage didn’t have to worry about Sole, not even a little bit. He’d seen her fell creatures three times her size without needing any help from him, and she knew how to intimidate nearly anything sentient to the point of wetting themselves. But there was one thing he couldn’t depend on her to do.
Deal with problems that could be very easily solved with a public display of violence while in the Commonwealth. He didn’t for the life of him understand it. In Nuka-World, she was no stranger to exemplary acts of cruelty, she was a raider queen, for fuck’s sake. But in places like Goodneighbor, places she didn’t own, places where most folks were just trying to get by, she didn’t have the stomach for it. It was that sort of old-world sense of civic duty that made her a good leader, she didn’t get complacent and arrogant and selfish like a real raider would. As ruler of Nuka-World, it made her perfect for the job.
Where it did not do her any justice was in scenarios where Sole had to stand up for herself in “polite society”. For the sake of keeping the peace, Sole could tolerate just about anything. Gage reckoned that was probably one of the things that was most different between the two of them, and, in his opinion, made him perfect for her. He had no such reservations on manners, and he had no patience for people who disrespected her.
Enter this shitstain at the Third Rail. While Gage had gone to piss, for what couldn’t have been more than about four minutes, some asshole had gone and tried to cozy up to Sole, who sat alone at the bar. He continued to talk and talk, periodically reaching out to touch her arm, to which she’d jerk away. Gage had observed the scene for all of a second before deciding he’d had enough, and that it had been one second too long.
“Listen, punk. I’m not interested. Could you please leave me the fuck alone? Please?”
“C’mon, you don’t expect me to believe that, do you? Why else would you--”
Enter Porter Gage, currently donning the persona of knight in shining armor. A grab to the shoulder, a sucker punch to the jaw, a few spilled drinks, a tumble onto the sticky floor. Truly, there was little in the world Gage hated more than someone even entertaining the idea that they have a chance with Sole. Truthfully, the thing he hated more? Seeing that little crease in her furrowed brows, the one that came with discomfort, doubt, and all other kinds of upset he’d come to loathe seeing on her cherubic face.
He wouldn’t have minded making this motherfucker lose more than just a couple of teeth, but seeing as he was already on the floor and one tap away from passing out, Gage didn’t see the point in wasting the energy when there was a better use for it right next to him.
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One thing Gage would always appreciate about Nuka-World was the fact that he and Sole fuckin’ owned it and it thrived on perpetual debauchery and acts of carnality. Any time he and Sole were in the mood, they could just push themselves into some corner of the place and tell everyone in earshot to fuck off if they knew what was good for them. Better yet, her bed was just a few steps from the lift to the Fizztop.
But right now, they weren’t in Nuka-World, they were in Goodneighbor, which Sole was unfortunately quite fond of and had an upstanding reputation in. That meant he had to follow all of the rules, open doors upon doors, try not to break anything and not permanently scar anyone who didn’t deserve it. But there wasn’t any use denying it, was there? He’d do all that stupid shit and more if it kept her happy, and especially if it meant he got laid.
So he grabbed her hand (there was no way he was gonna carry her and open the door to a hotel room) and tugged her a little harshly out of there, but she was grateful for it.
Their arrival in the hotel Rexford, up the stairs, and into the room was little more than a blur to Sole. But as soon as the door was closed, her back was against it as Gage put his lips to hers so hard their teeth almost clicked together. He braced his forearm above her head, his other hand letting go of hers to slip just barely beneath her shirt. His hands were big and warm, and that was something she loved about these passionate sessions. Behind closed doors, there wasn’t an inch of her body you could keep his hands from.
When she’d been rendered breathless, the raider parted from her, staring into her with an unmatched intensity, the kind that made her legs feel weak. Against the door, beneath his hands, staring up to him, she felt so small.
Despite his usual hatred for acts of emotional significance, his gaze was unwavering, his fingertips blazing a trail of fire up her side. He often came across as stoic, even in times like this, but the truth was that he was in awe of her, and the fact that she let him do all of these things, in spite of his eye and his age and his past and a whole mountain of other things. Compounded with his natural lack of talent for wordplay, he was left speechless for a few tense moments.
“Y’got any idea what goes runnin’ through my head when I see someone else with their hands on you?”
She has every idea, but it’s so much more fun for him to explain it to her.
“Makes me wanna wring their goddamn neck,” his hand lunges to harshly grab Sole’s breast. Every time she shucked her armor, she shucked her bra as well, and Gage took advantage every time. He could feel her heartbeat beneath the yield of flesh in his hand, and he’d be damned if it didn’t do something to him.
“Sometimes, I got half a mind to think that’s exactly what you want, boss,” Sole’s labored breathing gave way to a few barely contained whimpers, soon to be much more. “Y’want your big, bad raider to save you, show those fuckers who this ass really belongs to—“
just wanted to say: that ‘shaun is father’ headcannon you posted not too long ago made me bawl my eyes out. your writing is absolutely stellar and I wish I had better words to describe it...... it’s ethereal and makes me *feel* so much, I can’t help but get giddy every time I see you post :) hope life is treating you well and you’re doing okay in these wild times; remember to stay hydrated and get good amounts of rest! ily - nonnie
Thank you so much 🥺 life is ok! I’ve been neglecting the blog a little. I’ve been going ham on my “The thing” fanfiction. Thank you for the well wishes!!!
What do you think would be each companion's go-to for comforting a crying Sole? (Including Gage, of course :3 and Dogmeeeeat)
Cait: Punches someone for Sole’s amusement, hoping to god that it will work.
Curie: Lots of petting, shushing, “it’s okay”, “there, there”. She seems very matronly and confident about it. But she has no idea what to do.
Danse: Tries to explain logically why there’s no need to be upset, really. Limited success. Usually “success” includes Sole getting so mad at him they forget they’re crying
Deacon: Magic sponge treatment. He also starts crying about something or other, distracting Sole, or helping them feel less alone or ashamed about it.
Hancock: Offers anything and everything within his power. Drinks, drugs, hookers, gunning. He’s all about material solutions.
Gage: Awkwardly pats Sole on the shoulder, stiffly puts an arm around them, chokes out some uncharacteristically heartfelt words. And don’t you dare make him do this again.
MacCready: You may not suspect it, but he’s going in for the hug if you’re receptive. He’ll just hold Sole for as long as they need, until they calm down and they can have a talk.
Nick Valentine: At a loss. The best he can do is guide them someplace safe and private. That’s his priority.
Old Longfellow: He sighs deeply, but not in an annoyed way, before gently herding them somewhere he can wrap them in a blanket (or his coat, if they’re out) and offer them a drink.
Piper: Big sister mode gets activated. Offers a candy. Will take Sole anywhere they want to go. Will fucking eliminate the problem.
Preston: He cheers Sole up by hyping them up. Lots of compliments and praise and encouragement, telling them they can deal with anything
X6-88: Let’s just get right to it. He’s not gonna pussyfoot around. If your problems are physical, he’s gonna destroy them. If they’re mental, lie down on this shitty couch, because the doctor is in.
Codsworth: Another purveyor of the “there,there”. Becomes a huge pain in the ass by endlessly offering things. Warm milk? Dessert? Backrub? Want him to fetch someone for you?
Strong: Human is too strong for this. Strong would not choose to follow a weak human. Therefore, they will be fine.
Dogmeat: Bring present. Rest head on lap for petting. Bring more presents. Fetch? Fetch? Fetch? That always makes him feel better.
Whay do you think would happen if the f4 companions came across an old pre-war sex shop while traveling with sole?
NSFW!
Cait: Well. You just have to stop in, right? I mean, it’s not every day you come across something like this. She squirts a 200 year old bottle of Lube at sole, without thinking about it. And she’s not the type to beg for forgiveness but… She is so fucking sorry
Curie: Insufferable. Asking what everything is for, usually accompanied by “why would someone wish for such a sensation?” She’ll reprimand Sole for trying to take anything that isn’t like still shrink wrapped with an airtight plastic seal to her standards. Nasty.
Danse: He does the whole “I’m only going in here because you’re going in here”, but he’s scrutinizing all of the products way harder than Sole, that’s for damned sure.
Deacon: Will fucking beg for you to go in. Hell, just let him draw a map from the pip boy, he can come on his own (in more ways than one, wink wink). And you’re gonna hate me for saying this. But he’s constantly pogging the whole time you’re in there. Occasionally looks at a dildo and asks if you think he could take it.
Hancock: Will also beg to stop inside. And he’s gonna use all of his unfried brain cells to remember this location so he can come back with a whole team from Goodneighbor and clean the place out. Imagine if Goodneighbor could have it’s own sex shop? Or sex museum, depending on how usable the stuff still is.
Gage: He’s not gonna beg, cause Gage doesn’t beg, and he’ll go in whether Sole wants him to or not. He just has to see this. He’s spent so fucking long living in a place that was built for kids, seeing ungodly cute mascots and shit, he wants this to be like a breath of fresh air. And yes, it’s none of your business, but he is gonna take some stuff home.
MacCready: He’s not going to explicitly ask to go in, but he’s gonna hint at how cool it would be so damn hard. When he gets in, he’s honestly kind of disappointed at how the place is nasty like the rest of the Commonwealth. But he still has a damned good time looking at magazines. And no, he’s not stuffing holotapes into his pockets, so stop looking.
Nick Valentine: He’s less curious than most, but he can’t deny that he’s intrigued. If you take him inside, you’ll find him staring in the costume section for pretty much the entire time.
Old Longfellow: He’s already walking in the door. No discussion. And he’ll leave when he’s good and ready. He needs time to take it all in. He’s adding this one to the memory bank.
Piper: So she’s not gonna insist or anything. But… she “thinks we should check it out”. After all, she has an invaluable source of pre-war knowledge with her! It’ll be like a guided tour in the museum of ancient horniness if she plays her cards right.
Preston: He can’t imagine there will be anything useful in there, but hell if he’s gonna refuse if Sole wants to explore. Unfortunately, the world ended around halloween, so most of the promotional decoration was like sexy witches and stuff. Had the world ended on the fourth of july…. Well, a part of Preston might have changed that day.
X6-88: If you take him in there he’s just gonna be staring at shit, Blair Witch style.
Codsworth: You KNOW Codsworth knows the down and dirty details of Sole and their spouse’s sex life. Take him in there at your own risk, Sole. He’ll be like “look mum, it’s your favorite! What was it called? A ‘womanizer’, perhaps?”
Strong: He comes out wielding the great american challenge as a greatsword (look it up)
Dogmeat: Teach him to play fetch with dildos and soon he will be doing more than disarming enemies.
I guess Gage is now the type of guy to randomly bury his face in his girlfriend’s ass while she’s busy using a workbench or something. I know he’s supposed to kiss the overboss’ ass but I think he might’ve taken it a bit too literally lol.
Bro.... I mean no disrespect but..... randomly sticking your face in someone’s ass? In the musty fuck post apocalypse? I dunno about that
All I’m saying is that if someone started randomly sticking their face in my ass. I’d be afraid that someday they would catch me at the wrong moment. And in my surprise I might fart. It’s a haunting idea.
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