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Chapters: 5/13 | Rating: Mature | Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Synth Sole Survivor/ Synth Sole Survivor Additional Tags: Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Suspense, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Love Confessions, Rescue Missions, Torture, Healing, PTSD, Past Sexual Abuse, Misunderstandings, Happy Ending, A lot of hurt and suspense and then a lot MORE comfort and confession,
Summary:
It's Mal's birthday, and Nate's prepared a special meal to celebrate the occasion. Nothing. Nothing is going to ruin it.
Except Mal never shows up.
And may never show up, again. He's been taken captive by a vindictive raider boss with vengeance in mind. She wants The General dead, and knows just how to lure him out - by hurting the person he loves most. With her trap set, victory seems certain. But taunting wolves is arrogance, and a part of Nate wakes up that's been long buried. A part that scares him.
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Mal and Nate both believed themselves to be the sosus of their vaults, only to discover that they were actually experimental Institute synths carrying the memories of two prewar survivors: one a disillusioned low-profile scavver, the other the Minuteman General known to be antagonistic to the Institute. Together, they seek answers about their past, and find a future.
After months of pining, this is the story of their confession
Art by @saltsealed <33