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“I’ve always loved the brotherhood and was so exited in fallout 4 at the arrival of the brotherhood. Until I heard the first bad word about Elder Lyons that was the exact moment I knew how to end the game plot point or not. My only regret was not having a mod to turn all the Power Armour I collected into a liberty prime prototype to speed it along.”
Fallout Confessions
are you a ghoul or synth person… are you a diamond city or goodneighbor person… are you a nuka cola or vim person…
Companions react to figuring out 12 year old sole secretly has a puppy crush on them.
Here we go Nonnie, I hope this is okay for you. Enjoy <3
Cait:
Cait couldn’t help but think that Sole was really cool- they’d come out of the vault and were trying to find their brother, even though they were only 12 years old.
When Cait had first seen Sole, she was surprised that the Commonwealth hadn’t eaten them up, but the kid was badass.
Cait ended up travelling with them- she had this weird need to protect the kid, even though they’d proven time and time again that they don’t need looking after.
Slowly, the kid started turning weird towards Cait. At first Cait thought that it was something that she’d done- maybe Sole was put off when Cait batted the head off a raider and was thinking of a polite way of dismissing her.
Then it slowly began dawning on Cait what was really going on- Sole had a little puppy crush on her. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry- out of all Sole’s friends and companions, Cait was the worst, maybe aside from Hancock. She drank, and took drugs, and fought, and Sole was still a child, and it wasn’t fair for Cait to use Sole in any way. She knew that she’d have to say something to them, but wasn’t too sure what- or when.
They continued travelling together until Sole’s ‘subtle’ glances here and there were far too obvious, and then Cait told Sole that they needed to have a talk. When Cait told Sole that they knew that they had a crush on her, they’d glowed bright red and shook their head furiously, denying everything that Cait was saying. Cait told them that maybe something would one day happen between them, but not whilst Sole was still a child. With a firm nod of Sole’s head, the conversation was over and they both headed off to bed.
Slowly, the subtle looks that Sole used to throw Cait’s way stopped, and they returned to a somewhat normal friendship. Only time would tell if anything further happened.
Curie:
Curie had been alone for so long- she’s been so lonely, wishing that someone would soon show up so she could give them attention that she needed to give.
Sole had shown up to Curie’s labs breathless from the fight with the Mole rats, with another Mr Handy- Codsworth- at their side. Sole was a good enough fighter to not get bitten and infected with the Mole rat disease, even though they were only a young child.
Sole- with the help of their companion Codsworth- helped release Curie from her prison, and together they went and handed over the cure to the child that so desperately needed it.
Curie aided the young boy as much as she could before Sole asked her to join up with them and Codsworth. At first Curie was hesitant- she really wanted to see the world so that she could develop her knowledge and understanding- but she didn’t want to intrude on the pair that were very clearly good friends.
They managed to convince Curie to go with them, and it was only two months after they first met that Curie finally got her new body.
It was after Curie finally got her human/synth body that Sole started acting unusual. Before, Sole would always joke around with Curie, but after Sole seemed to try and distance themselves from her, preferring to not be near her for some reason she didn’t understand.
Curie thought that it was Sole’s way of telling her that they didn’t want her to travel with them any more. So Curie made the decision to pack her bag and leave at night when nobody would be around to stop them. She’d chosen her moment- when Sole was asleep- but hadn’t counted on the fact that Codsworth would be able to hear her as she ran away.
Codsworth asked Curie to not leave, asking her to sit down and listen to what he had to say. Codsworth explained that Sole didn’t want Curie to leave; rather they’d slowly started to develop feelings towards her and didn’t know how she was going to act. Curie silently nodded, understanding what Codsworth was telling her.
She spent the night thinking over what she was going to tell Sole the next morning, and when the morning finally arrived, she’d dragged Sole away before they sat down for breakfast and began to talk, a blush on both parties faces.
Danse:
Sole had turned up and provided the Brotherhood with more help in Danse’s time of need than the actual Brotherhood had. Usually, Danse wouldn’t take recruits that were that young- especially with the mission being to take out the Institute. But it turned out that they both had the same mission outcome in mind, and hell, the Brotherhood needed Sole.
When Sole had turned up to head towards the Prydwen, he watched as their face lit up with excitement- they’d never been on a Vertibird before, and they’d always wanted to go in one- aside from the fact that they had acrophobia- the Prydwen was no place to be for someone with a fear of heights.
It was a little humorous to Danse watching Sole cling to the hand rails as they made their way safely inside- and to watch from afar as Sole stared wide-eyed at the windows of the Command Center rather than their Elder. It was hilarious to watch Sole get inside their first suit of Power Armour- they’d barely come up to the waist of the armour, and had made Danse laugh out loud for the first time in a very long time.
Danse liked running missions with Sole- they always followed orders and always kept the Brotherhood in mind, just like a good soldier.
Crushes within the Brotherhood happened a lot- especially with new recruits and the ones that recruited them. However, Danse hadn’t expected it would happen to Sole because they were so young- and if it would happen, it wouldn’t be to him, rather one of the younger squires, not on him.
He’d tried to ignore it at first- he was very good at ignoring people with small puppy crushes, he’s managed to do well so far. However something about Sole’s crush was different.
He knew that it was wrong, and Sole shouldn’t have a crush on someone like him, and not only because of the difference in age, but because they were a pre-war child, someone so perfect (purely genes, not just because they looked good) that if they were too, they’d have a good chance of repopulating the Commonwealth with good, healthy genes.
He was left with his thoughts for a few weeks after he found out about Sole’s crush, but it soon came to a point where he had to tell Sole to stop. And they did, embarrassment clear in their features.
Deacon:
Deacon loved teasing people. Anyone. Everyone.
He’d once teased Glory so bad that Des had to remove Glory’s minigun from her tight grip in order to stop Glory from ending his life.
He’d teased a group of Gunners for a week, before he’d ended their pathetic lives on their own.
He’d teased Tinker that he had a crush on Glory (Huh, who knew, they both had a crush on each other).
Deacon was good at teasing people.
Sole, however, was a person that you didn’t want to tease. Especially about crushes.
One day one of the agents (they were bored out of their mind in HQ), had suggested that whoever was bored would come and sit and play a game. A few nameless agents, Glory, Tinker, Drummer, Sole (or Charmer, whichever you prefer) and Deacon had all agreed, and the agent chose to play truth or dare (not that you’d get many truths outta Deeks, someone had cried from across the room).
It had started out innocent, then it got a bit deeper, all leading up to this question. Did Charmer have a crush on anyone.
With a blush spread across their face, Sole shook their head and motioned to move on. But, Deacon liked teasing people. So Deacon pushed.
And pushed.
And Sole broke, jabbing their fingers on Deacon’s chest muttering ‘you, it’s you idiot’, before they stood and ran for the main entrance door. By the time Deacon even had a chance to stand up, the wooden door had slammed shut. Glory made to chase after Sole (they’d become very quick friends) but Deacon shot her a look, before he chased after Sole.
Up in the main church, he watched as Sole ran out the back of the building, heading up the stairs to the spiral that sat on the top of the church. Silently, Deacon followed, silently sitting next to Sole as the stared out into the Commonwealth.
It was only when Sole softly started crying did he speak.
‘Ya know, I don’t blame ya, handsome man like me, how could you resist? A crush, on little old me, how unfortunate.’ His joking words did nothing to stop Sole’s crying, so for once in a long ass time, Deacon was honest.
‘I’m sorry Sole, I know you didn’t ask for this, but you do know that nothing can come of this, don’t you? I still wanna be Death Bunnies, but we can’t be anything more. Not only is the age a big issue, and I don’t want to sound too pretentious, but it’s not you, it’s me. A whole lotta me.’
They stayed up on the edge of the roof for a while, just talking, before they both headed back down, Sole laughing when they saw the look that Glory shot Deacon. Best keep Deacon close, they thought to themselves.
Hancock:
Sole had literally fell into Goodneighbour; literally tripped over the door frame that kept the bad out and the bad in. They face planted the floor so hard Hancock had thought that they’d broken their nose. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry for them.
Daisy had run over and helped pick Sole up from the floor, before the idiot Finn had began speaking, threatening Sole into buying some shit insurance. Hancock hadn’t realised Sole’s age when they’d stumbled through the door, and hadn’t realised what sort of affects him stabbing a man to death would have on them. With a shake of the head, Daisy escorted a crying Sole into her shop, and up to her room, shooting Hancock a look when he tried to follow.
He spent the night feeling bad- Sole looked young, and if he’d looked a little harder at them then he’d have realised that before he stabbed Finn to death- sure, the asshole had it coming, but Hancock could have sent him off to Pickman’s instead.
Every time that Hancock would try and stop Sole to speak to him they would walk off in a brisk walk, and after a few weeks it would be with a flush on their faces. One day when Sole was out somewhere in Goodneighbour, Hancock went and spoke to Daisy about them, asking them for everything that she knew about them.
With a better understanding of the young vault dweller that now seemed to have claimed Goodneighbour as their home, he went of to find them. He found them at the bar in the Third Rail, sipping a bottle of Gwinnett Stout. With a glare to Charlie (who am I to turn down a paying customer Mayor?), Hancock snatched the beer bottle from their hands and downed the rest of the bottle. With a drunk and hiccuping Sole under his arm, he escorted them back to Daisy’s house. It was only when he realised the day- Thursday (Daisy liked to go to Boston Library on Thursday night and scavenge for new books to read)- that he realised that Daisy wouldn’t be into help the drunk young guest.
Hancock lead them back to his room at the Old State House, and laid them down on the double bed that took up the majority of his bedroom. He tried to get up and leave them, but he felt their hands tug on his jacket and pulled him down to lay beside him. Throughout the night they muttered and mumbled, talking about their crush on Hancock, and all Hancock could do was hope that they didn’t remember any of it in the morning.
MacCready:
MacCready needed every cap he could get, and that was why his hire charge was 250 caps. In all fairness, as the ‘best shot in the Commonwealth’, he could, and should be charging more, however a lower price was usually guaranteed to get him work.
When Sole had stumbled down to the Third Rail and into his room, they’d tried hiring him at his usual price, but he told them that he’d do it all for free- not something he’d ever usually do, but he wouldn’t let a 12 year old go out on their own and try to hunt down the Institute. Sole had insisted that they pay him, and even though he’d pushed away the caps, he still ended up with 100 caps in his pocket.
Together they travelled the face of the Commonwealth, helping a settlement here, running a contract there. He promised Sole that he’d teach them how to shoot a rifle properly- they knew how to shoot a gun, but they’d never learned how to shoot a rifle.
It was as he was teaching them to shoot that he realised that something was changing in their relationship- the air was heavier, and he didn’t quite understand what it was.
That was until one night when they were up near the National Guard Training Yard, camping out trying to shield themselves away from a storm and trying to bandage a few wounds they’d gotten whilst fighting a Deathclaw.
MacCready had fallen from his perch, resulting in a few cuts and bruises. Sole had forced him down and was currently cleaning and wrapping the wounds- he told them that he didn’t need it, but Sole refused to listen. Once they were done they both sat in silence, the sounds of the rain the only thing reaching their ears. That was until Sole was moving, and then Sole’s lips were on his.
Shocked, MacCready pushed Sole off him and onto the ground, wiping his lips as if his hand’s could remove the tingling sensations Sole’s lips had left behind. He stuttered out a sentence, before realising that it didn’t make sense. Softly, he looked at Sole and asked them what they had just done.
Sole told him that they’d been having feelings towards him and had thought that he’d felt the same way. MacCready told them that they were only 12 and that nothing could happen between them whilst they were so young, but he told them that when they turned a Mungo (god Sole, a Mungo is an adult, get with it) he’d maybe consider something. Maybe.
Nick:
Sole’s father had been a good friend with the human Nick before the bombs had dropped- they’d not only worked together at the same station, but the pair had grown up together, both ending up dating two women who were both friends.
Nick would always feel crushed whenever he thought of his good friend, thinking about how unfair that he was the one that had to survive, even if it were in synth form. And then Sole came knocking at his door.
Nick remembers when Sole’s father came to him one day and told him that Sole had a huge crush on him- Sole must have been about nine at the time. He’d laughed and joked alongside Sole’s father (obviously nothing would come of it and it would soon fade away, Nick had thought to himself), but the crush had never gone, and Sole still had it the day Nick showed up to their 12 birthday party.
As Sole stepped inside his office, memories of the little puppy crush came rushing back to Nick, and judging by the blush that spread across Sole’s face, they remembered it too.
Nick felt a strong feeling of protectiveness over Sole- he’d felt it pre-war times, but now, within the Commonwealth, it was even stronger.
Nick would always be Sole’s companion, following them everywhere across the Commonwealth and protecting them no matter the enemy. He hadn’t fully been realising how his behaviour might have looked to Sole- it had looked like he wanted to be something more to them that just friends- he’d learnt that the hard way.
Apparently, Sole’s crush on him never did go away. It had always stayed, somewhere at the back of Sole’s mind and once Sole had seen the ‘new and improved’ Nick Valentine, the feelings had only grown stronger.
As he sat down and told Sole that nothing could or would ever happen between them he felt bad- Sole deserved everything and anything they wanted, but unfortunately something with Nick was something that they wouldn’t be getting.
Piper:
Piper had this insane feeling to just protect everyone that was under the age of eighteen. She had her little sister Nat to look after, and she likes to think that she has done a good job at it- Nat’s turned out okay and she even has a little bit of an education courtesy of the schoolhouse in Diamond City.
The day that Piper had met Sole she had been shocked. They’d managed to get the group of Super Mutants that lived nearby to actually follow them, and had rounded the corner with them fresh on their heel. The turrets had buzzed to life and along with the guards, Sole had managed to take down the gang that had been terrorising Diamond City for too long.
With their gun blazing, Sole had walked up to Piper who’d pressed herself up against the small gap between the wall and the door to Diamond City, trying to make herself as small a possible- she’d forgotten to take enough ammo, so a fight would have ended in disaster for her.
With hearts beating like crazy, they managed to get into Diamond City and Piper offered Sole the sofa in her house rather than the child go and rent out a room in the alcohol stained bar in Diamond City. Sole had graciously accepted, happy to finally have a stable roof over their head after a few months on the road after leaving the vault.
Piper had offered to join Sole in getting back Diamond City’s personal detective, and although it was a long and crazy fight, they managed to get him back safe and sound and return him home to Ellie, who was completely worried about the old synth- Piper was sure that there was something between the synth and his personal assistant, and she would one day find out what it was. Piper stayed with Sole as they told the detective what had happened to them, and Piper stayed with Sole throughout everything else the Commonwealth would throw at them.
She should have really known that it was going to happen- who could resist her, she’d jokingly thought to herself. Sole had developed a crush on Piper, and Nat had found out. Obviously Nat had told Piper, and now Sole was living in an embarrassed state 24/7- they really didn’t want Piper to find out about their crush.
Piper sat down one day, whilst Sole was lying on the sofa- and Nat was out with some of her school friends for a sleepover- and talked about their relationship. Piper did not return any of the feelings- apart from love as a sister would love another sibling.
Sole accepted that their ‘relationship’ wasn’t going to go anywhere, but still held onto the hope that they could one day become something more.
Preston:
Sole’s fighting skills were impressive; even more so because of their age. He’d watched the day that they’d saved him and the settlers in the Museum of Freedom- they had a fighting skill that was something he’d never seen before- and once he got to know them more he realised that it was because they were from the pre-war times when learning different fighting styles was a hobby.
He’d wanted to ask the world of Sole, yet at the same time was hyper aware that they were only a young 12 years old, and therefore couldn’t be expected to just keep going without ever stopping.
He’d accompanied them across the Commonwealth- he’d told them that it was because he wanted to show them the routes to the settlements that needed their help, but deep down inside he knew that it was because he was afraid that something would happen to them that he could have been their to prevent.
Spending a lot of time together had played havoc with Preston- he’d thought that Sole had a crush on him. The more that he thought about it the more ridiculous it sounded. However, he couldn’t explain some of the things that Sole did towards him.
Whenever they were sat around the campfire talking, Sole would always reach over an arm in a light caress, however the touch would always go on a bit longer than both necessary and platonic.
They’d come up with these ridiculous nicknames- like honey and lover- that didn’t scream friends, rather shouted lover. It was sometime after Sole had called him pumpkin that he’d realised what had been happening- Sole had a crush on him.
He liked Sole- they’d helped out in more ways that they could have imagined, however it would have been wrong for him to return the same feelings towards them, especially since they were so young.
One night, when the touching, and the nicknames, and the god damn kissing on the cheeks got too much for him he asked them to talk about how there relationship (then he’d stuttered and stumbled, before reiterating that it was a friendship) was going. Sole had tried so hard to keep their crush under wraps, but sooner or later it came out into the open between them. Preston softly spoke and told Sole that nothing would probably ever happen between them- not bringing Sole’s age into the mix, but Sole deserved someone so much better than him. Sole promised him that they would make him see himself differently.
X6-88:
Father had told X6 that Sole was his big sister, and that they were most probably going to want to try and find the little five month old baby brother that they had lost whilst in the vault. Father had confided in X6 that he had sent out a synth to watch over Sole- acting as a spy of sorts- but that he hadn’t expected them to be able to survive out of the comfort of their icebox vault.
There was many things in the way of Sole reaching their little brother- travelling from the most north western settlement down to Diamond City; the synth detective that the Institute had paid to get ‘kidnapped’; Kellogg, who many coursers had died by the hands of; the Glowing Sea. Neither Father, X6 or any of the few other people that had been told about Sole had expected them to come back from that. But they had somehow managed to survive all of that, and had managed to track down a courser. Father had ordered that it be one of the newest coursers that Sole had to kill- the older coursers would have killed Sole as soon as they saw them, however Sole had a ‘fighting’ chance against one of the newest synths.
It was only a few weeks before Sole was knocking at the door of the Institute, finally meeting Father- the younger brother that they never got to see grow up. Sole seemed rather put out by everything that they saw within the Institute, but were more than happy to go out and run missions with X6.
X6 didn’t really like running missions with Sole- Sole was only 12 years old, and he didn’t really like babysitting them when he could have been out running missions on his own, getting everything done in half the time. But as time went on, he ended up running all his missions with them, saving their lives more times than he could count.
On night, whilst they were camped out in the Commonwealth in between travelling from mission to mission, Sole revealed to him one night that they had a little crush on him- he would have laughed had he been able to. Sole explained to him that they knew that nothing would come of it, but they just wanted X6 to know and understand. He agreed that nothing would develop between them, but he found himself gradually keeping a keener eye on Sole whilst they were in danger or combat.
Maxson:
The Brotherhood had loads of young(ish) children within their ranks, with the children usually growing up to be Knights and Scribes and sometimes even Paladin’s. So when Paladin Danse wrote his report on the ‘newest recruit, aged only 12 years old’, it hadn’t come as much as a shock to see the young looking Sole stepping on board the Prydwen.
The instant that Sole had stepped into the command center they had been practically throwing heart eyes at Maxson, and the days that followed it just continued. Maxson found it all, rather, unprofessional. He needed them to learn their place.
He’d thought of asking Danse to teach the newest recruit a lesson- after all, as their commanding officer/sponsor it was his duty-, but Maxson decided against it; Maxson would be the one that taught the new comer the code and conduct of the Brotherhood.
Sole may have been as young as most of the squires on board, but they were more than capable being out in the Commonwealth as a Initiate, and if Paladin Danse’s reports are correct, then they were capable of taking on the role as Knight.
Sole would leave with Paladin Danse on missions after missions, but they would still manage to make time to subtly flirt with Maxson whenever they were back on board the Prydwen. It would be little things, but then it slowly progressed to bigger things- including Sole touching him inappropriately. Small touches- light caresses on the shoulder and light rubs on the back- and sometimes different types of touching- they went in for a hug and a ‘innocent kiss’ on the cheek one time.
The touching got too much for Maxson to ignore, so he ended up calling them in for a meeting. He explained to them that he knew about their crush on him, and he told them that it needed to end, and soon. He told them that there was never going to be anything between the two of them, they were far too young for him. But why did he feel like he might have been lying to both himself and Sole?
Desdemona:
When the door to HQ moved and the lights turned on to reveal the rather young looking Sole, Des had to question whether or not it was a joke. Sole looked small and defenceless, but the mess they had made of the ghouls (and the supermutants, ghouls and everything else littering the freedom trail) showed her what they were truly capable of.
Whilst answering Des’s questions, Sole had an air of joking about them- they were overly confident and sometimes they answered Des’s question with another question. But, they somehow managed to get the answers that they desired out of Sole, and it wasn’t long before Des, Glory and Drummer watched as Sole was off to run their first mission with Deacon.
Within less than a day, Deacon was back spewing some bullshit made up story (which Sole completely agreed with when they returned to HQ later that evening) about how the young person had practically carried Deacon back home to HQ.
When Sole returned, Des noticed that they tried to avoid all eye contact with her- she had no idea why, but watched with suspicion when Deacon nudged- more like pushed- Sole in front of him whilst Des lead Sole into the main area of HQ.
Deacon was relentless in his teasing of Sole, and one day he ‘accidentally’ let slip that Sole had a little puppy crush on Des. The majority of HQ watched as Sole slapped Deacon in the face before running off, heading out of the exit tunnel. Deacon went to follow behind Sole- obviously to apologise to his newest ‘friend’- but Des reached a hand out and pulled him back, heading to follow after them herself.
She expertly negotiated the sewers until she reached the exit door, still locked. She heard a light sniffle, then turned back around, heading back the way she came. Heading the other way she spotted Sole straight away, sitting in the boat that was nestled down in the exit tunnel.
She climbed into the and sat opposite Sole, who ignored her whilst they collected themselves. Whilst down in the tunnel (luckily, no agents wandered past the pair, someone must have been blocking either end to ensure they weren’t interrupted) Sole and Des talked about how Sole was feeling. Des told them that nothing would happen between them; Sole told her that they completely understood, but it would not change the way that they felt about Des.
“I wish Bethesda would make a spin-off focused on the Institute where you can play as the dictator rather than as the director. After your father dies, you are the new dictator, and the Institute is subject to your every whim. The synths are your personal army, which you can command to attack whomever or whatever at your discretion. Of course, you can use your superior technology to be benevolent to the Wasteland/Commonwealth, if you wish.”
Fallout Confessions
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#46....Maxson and female sole
“Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”
She pauses with her hand in mid-air, able only to watch as her fingers continue their action.
Snap.
The Elder doesn’t even blink.
Well done, self, she thinks. You’ve just snapped your fingers right in the face of possibly the most powerful man in the Commonwealth right now. You know, the one who spends most of his time glaring and barking orders at you.
She retrieves her hand, flexing her fingers and rolling her wrist. “Sorry,” she says. “I thought you were Paladin Danse.”
Because that’s so much better, she thinks. Gosh, well done, you’re really covering yourself in glory today.
“No,” says Maxson. “I’m not.”
She smiles, a weak smile, and returns her attention to the rifle, trying to remember what she was doing.
“What were you looking for?” he asks.
“It’s alright,” she says, reaching out and dragging the toolbox toward her. “I’ll get it.”
“I do know my way around a toolbox,” he says, dragging it back. “What did you need?”
Something to beat the crap out of this piece of junk, she thinks.
She clears her throat. “Uh,” she says. “I’m not sure, actually. Hence the… the finger-snapping. Sorry about that.”
He shakes his head. It’s nothing. Or that’s what she hopes it means.
“You know Danse,” she says. “He always knows. ‘Oh, you want to make that plate sit flat? The articulated samophlange will do the trick. Make sure you hit it at the right angle, though, you don’t want to damage the rubberized coating’. Or… whatever. That’s more of a power armor thing.”
The Elder’s expression doesn’t change. Maybe he doesn’t know that side of him.
She clears her throat again. “I’d better wait for him,” she says. “He’s the expert.”
“Perhaps I can help,” he says.
She swallows. “I’m sure you have more important things to…” but before she’s finished, he’s picked the rifle up from the workbench, and is twisting and turning it in his hands.
“Does it have a name?” he asks.
“What,” she says. “The rifle?”
A name, she thinks. Who names a weapon? Oh yeah, Danse. And apparently the Elder, too.
“It’s a nice piece,” he says. “Is it your regular weapon? Surely it’s saved your life enough times to be given the honor of a name.”
“No,” she says. “I have a pistol. That doesn’t have a name, either.”
She pulls it out of its holster, balances it on her palm. It’s unchanged from when she took it from Kellogg’s corpse. She’d wiped off the blood, ripped the spare ammo from his pockets, and that was that.
“What do you think, when you use it?” he asks.
She takes a breath, hesitates before she speaks. There are words, floating in her mind. Words she said when that pistol was pointing at her, or maybe just words she’d wanted to say. For a moment she’s back in Fort Hagen, the suits of power armor and orange-clad Knights replaced by glittering terminals and synths. The Elder is reversed; his eyes dark, his head stripped of hair, his scar moved to the other side of his face.
She looks deep into his eyes.
“See you in hell,” she says.
She feels the rush of grief again, the deep ache of a loss that can never be restored, no matter how far she goes for vengeance. She screws shut her eyes, concentrates on the sound of the Prydwen’s engines, the reassuring footsteps of an armor-clad Paladin, anything that brings her back to where she really is.
When she opens her eyes, the Elder’s are blue again, and trained on hers. He nods, briefly, thoughtfully. “It’s a fine name,” he says.
She puts away the pistol, taking slow, steady breaths.
Putting the rifle down on the workbench, he brushes the dust from his fingers. Then he reaches a hand to her shoulder.
“Don’t let it consume you,” he says. “You’re better than that.”
From this prompt list. Feel free to send me more!
Blaze: Someone asked where I got the laser sniper. [He looks at Danse at kitchen corner.] It’s not a sniper rifle really. I just added this small scope on it. [He smirks.]
It also needs upgrading!
@cole-saberhagen
It’s my Ticker Tape Lounge now
Have some pre-Brotherhood Danse pining after Cutler at their junk stand in Rivet City.
When you see one of your settlers in your spare power armor
What are you doing, Danse?
Just make sure your weapon is clean and ready to go. I don’t want it to jam in a fight. I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you.
Commission for basementfestival , her badass character June Deckard! <3
Everybody SHOUT!
Ok, now I have to do a quick shoutout to @tiny-shot who hooked me up with some real sweet smutty fanfiction written by @kickerwrites …
And it sure did spice up my working-afternoon - just the right thing I asked for.
Thanks again and a really warm recommendation.
So, what are you waiting for? GO READ THIS! AND THIS! Please? I got to say please more often…
And share and comment and all the stuff we’re supposed to do!
Fallout 4/Discworld crossover
So me and @fallout-thoughts have been discussing some ideas I am irrationally excited about and might even write a fic about. Hear us out.
Sam Vimes as the Sole Survivor
- He’d absolutely tear through the wasteland in search of his son, young Sam. - Willikins starring as Codsworth as the trusty yet badass butler. - He’d have a rifle called “Cow“ to remind him of his singular goal. If he loses it he can shout “WHERE IS MY COW?“ - He’d ALWAYS pick the sarcastic option if and when available. ALWAYS. - His wife, Sybil Ramkin, could be dead, but I think it’d be a lot funnier and more in character if she survives the confrontation with Kellogg because she is a straight up BAMF. Kellogg has NO idea what he’s getting himself into with her. Perhaps she eventually comes along and gets kidnapped alongside young Sam, but not before she’d set some shit straight. (She is a dignified lady after all). Begs the question how she survives for 60 years. She is resourceful, perhaps she becomes an asset to the Institute and becomes enhanced just like Kellogg. - She’s unfortunately made to believe Sam is dead, so never goes looking for him (cri) - She would be head of the Deathclaw Preservation Society and one of the most hands-on “scientists“ living inside the Institute. - She would INSIST that young Sam, as he becomes the new director, let her keep her baby pet deathclaw, Errol. - Sam, upon finding Nick Valentine, would probably make a lot of snarky remarks about him being a synth, until he finds out they’re actually on the same wavelength about a lot of things and they become cop buddies for lyfe. - Upon meeting Hancock, Sam thinks to himself “still not as ugly as Nobby“ Alternatively: Nick Valentine in Ankh-Morpork - The reverse. Either Nick was a botched summoning by the wizards, straight out of the Fallout universe, or Nick is a native “automaton“ in this world and he looks all steampunk and shit. - There’s some far-off land with rumors of a faction calling themselves “The Council“, who created Nick. - Nick is included in the watch because of the “inclusivity“ policies in the later books. He becomes the watch’ first robot officer. - He and Sam, of course, get along swimmingly. Being sarcastic, down-to-earth men in a fucked up world. - DiMA is a wizard, innocent from the outside but secretly kind of evil and possessing mad powers. - He is the “old synth on the tower“ - He would have indepth political and philosophical discussions with the Librarian. “*profound statement*“ “Ook.“ “Ah yes, yes, good point.“ - DiMA’s modifications would have some arcane purpose. - The story could be a plot for Sam and Nick to stop DiMA overrunning the city with creatures from the Fallout universe because he inadvertently (or not) opened a portal to hell. — Please feel free to add to this omg I need this in my life.
…I mean-…. I guess maybe…???
So that happened to me the other day. You know, sometimes I can’t tell if Hancock is really incredibly high or if he’s just desperately trying to sound like he knows what he’s talking about when it comes to pre-war stuff to get on your good side.