jesus christ, i love how much thought he puts into this character.
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This is a Ghoulcy fanart piece inspired by the absolutely amazing fanfic "He's a devil, she's a demon (he's a doll)" by Bitumz on Ao3. (Specifically, it's inspired by chapter 5 of the story.)
It's an incredible fic--just drove me absolutely feral over these two. If you're a ghoulcy fan, do yourself the favor of checking it out!
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how The Ghoul regards Lucy
Fallout (2024)
Walton Goggins as Cooper Howard/The Ghoul and Ella Purnell as Lucy Maclean
-inspired by this set by @molinaesque
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Cooper training Lucy in S2 like:
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Simpin for them lips again 🥴🥵🫠
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And remember... don't lose your head!
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Being tens of thousands of words into Fallout fanfiction was NOT on my 2024 bingo card after being in a writing slump for actual years, so thank you very much to one Cooper Howard, beloved.
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Out. He needed out.
“D- do you need your medicine?” Billy asked small after a moment, ever observant in the way that had Cooper clenching and unclenching his fists at his sides. The kid walked around the end of the bedframe toward Cooper’s own fucking saddlebag where it lay evenly split over the rail. Reached a hand toward the pocket where his vials lay. And how fucking dare himself allow this little shit to become so bold.
Then he snapped, Cooper fading into the background of wasteland suffering and the survival it’d borne.
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My first entry for Ghoulcy Big Bang on twitter :)
No context for now to allow writers full creative freedom 💕
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The Cowboys and their mentor kid
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Dare you to finish what you said…
Also the color version of Cooper :D
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Love how they mirror each others even in official concept art.
(Source)
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"He just -" and Lucy paused, looking down at her mismatched fingers in her lap. Curling and straightening them. "He reminds me of my brother a little bit. Back in the vault." She admitted like it pained her, and Cooper spent a moment recalling the multitude of stories she'd regaled him with of her one and only smartass little brother Norm. He didn't even have to look behind him to see the family resemblance. “And you say that,” She continued, her chin almost pressing against her own shoulder as she turned to eye him back. “But then I see the way you act around him,” she glanced down at her own bandaging before a soft smile curved her mouth. “And I think you’re full of shit. You’re doing all the favors you can handle.”
And she’d stuck him again, blade sharp and piercing, Cooper's eyes thinning over at her as a gnawing sensation grew in the pit of his stomach at just how right she was. How if he didn’t see this through to the end he would be failing again. And not just Lucy or Billy, but Janey too. Just like after he’d hopped off Sugarfoot’s back with a slap to her hind, sending his whole life, tasseled and teary eyed, in the right direction as fast as the horse could go without his dead weight to hold her back. Because Cooper Howard died the day those bombs fell.
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Ahhhhhh!
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