I don't want to saturate the tag with these but everyone seems to like them and that delights me, so have some more Danse memes, Romance Edition.

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I don't want to saturate the tag with these but everyone seems to like them and that delights me, so have some more Danse memes, Romance Edition.
relearning how to draw in this style, current progress, 2592 layers, 8299 attempts
@powered-rails and I said what we said.
death at the movies
Relationships: Danse/Deacon, Danse/Nate (Sole Survivor), Danse & Glory, G5-19/Glory, Curie/Nate (Sole Survivor), Magnolia/Deacon, Danse/Other(s)
Tags: Post-Blind Betrayal, Brotherhood of Steel, The Railroad, Sole Survivor Is Named Nate, Human/Synth Relationships, Memory Alteration, Memory Issues, Synth Chaser Deacon, Dramatic Irony, Identity Issues, Consent Issues, Non-Explicit Sex, Sexual Coercion, Deception, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Suicidal Thoughts, Unreliable Narrator, Abuse of Authority, Post-Apocalyptic Politics, Past Sexual Abuse
After learning Danse has never seen a movie before, Nate fixes up the Starlight Drive-In. When they watch an old world action film that features an actor who looks exactly like Danse, he ends up finding out more about his creation at the Institute than he ever could have expected. Out of the Brotherhood and unsure of his place in life, he becomes increasingly attached to Deacon — a committed member of the Railroad, a talented sniper, a synth (and, unbeknownst to Danse, a complete liar).
read chapter 1/2 here on ao3
recently my friend got me to replay fallout 4 and the biggest thing that’s happened is i’ve become terminally addicted to danse/deacon. send help
Deacon, rolling over in bed to face Danse: Danse, do you think I'm pretty?
Danse, in a tired voice: are you asking me if I think my boyfriend is pretty?
Deacon, playfully bitter, turning back towards the wall: Oh, I see how it is.
Danse, after a small chuckle: You're beautiful.
-- a possible fic snippet if I ever actually get around to writing it. For now it's a cheesy text post.
Another little textpost roundup. No particular theme, just some Danse and some Deacon and some Danse/Deacon.
i swear i had a shadow layer that disappeared and i cbf doing it again rn