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lucy telling the ghoul about the movies she watched growing up before she knows who he really is and she names one of his, and she's like, "i had the biggest crush on one of the actors" and the ghoul's like, "oh yeah, who? 😏" and then lucy says "charlie whiteknife" and then she can't figure why the ghoul's grumpier than usual the rest of the day.
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Lucy and the Ghoul really are Beauty and the Beast, huh? A handsome man who once lived in luxury is cursed to live as a hideous creature? Check. A beautiful curious woman who is warned not to be deceived by appearances? Check. Oh, and do you remember why Beauty left her small village, ventured into the dangerous forest and ended up in the Beast's castle? She had to find her dad.
It's such a modern spin on the trope. Because the Ghoul doesn't welcome her lavishly with food on the table and clothes in the closet. No, he puts her to the test. And yet she doesn't yield. If anything, her humanity shines through and illuminates his in turn.
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not going into specifics but i probably won't be on as much, my migraines have been worse and overall health, i'm taking care of myself. unrelated but i can't wait to read everyone's lovely fics when i can actually manage to look at a screen for more than a few minutes 🖤
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Wrestling is amazing
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how many and also which organs do i have to sell in exchange for finding the secret plethora of billy butcher fanfiction that im convinced is out there hiding from me
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KATHRYN NEWTON as LISA SWALLOWS
LISA FRANKENSTEIN (2024) dir. Zelda Williams
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I'm working on a new fic, surprise, who guessed it? it's a Cooper x Reader fic.
here's a little bit for you :3 I don't know if or when I'm going to finish this, but I try :3
„Fuck! This fucking dipshit!”
The loud bang of an explosion and a big cloud of smoke rose on the horizon. Cooper sighed. It came from the direction he was headed. The closer he got, the clearer he could hear the angry ramblings of someone rummaging through the wreckage of what was once a chem lab.
“Told him: no smoking inside the lab. Why does nobody listen?”
The Chemist was poking the burning rubble with a metal pole.
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You had warned the customer not to light a cigarette inside the lab. He didn’t listen. One second later your whole laboratory and stash of chemicals blew up. You had jumped out of the window in the last second.
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hope you liked it so far, I know it's not much but I'm still going through a massive art and writer's block :(
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Is That A Threat?
Cooper Howard x Fem!Reader, word count: 500
episode 4 really did something to me!! no spoilers for the show, just cooper and reader out in the wasteland together being filthy and flirty🤎
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minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: teasing, rope restraints, just some tension loaded flirting
"Boy, you just aren't afraid of me at all, are ya?"
Cooper flicked the brim of his hat with a gloved finger, his deep set eyes meeting yours, squinting slightly as the unbearable glint of the sun obstructed his vision. Despite the jovial undertone of his words you could tell that he was, even slightly, put out by this fact. Fear was one of his strongest tools. It gave him his power, and he wanted to be able to exert that over you, even just a little bit. So you shuffled your feet in a false display of naiviety, kicking up the dry dust.
"Should I be? I mean... are you going to shoot me, Mister Howard?"
"I was more thinking that maybe you should be afraid of my demeanor, or at least my looks, little lady. But you should always be afraid of me shooting you..."
He raised the shotgun, pointing the barrell at your chest, winking as he aimed, his finger far away from the trigger.
"...That is a permanent source of danger."
With an eyebrow raised, you took a delicate step forward, everything else about the wasteland blurring around you as your attention focused on the ghoul who stood before you, casting a still and steady shadow on the wall behind him. It only moved when he shifted back a step, keeping the distance between you both.
"Is that a threat, Coop?"
"You’re getting’ to be awful Informal, missy."
"I think we're past formalities, don't you?"
You raised your hands, ready to grip the lapels of the tattered, leather duster coat he wore, but Cooper was quicker than you. In what felt like the length of time it took you to blink, albeit a slow and sultry one, you could feel the ropes of his lasso around your wrists, tightening, sharp on your sensitive, sun damaged skin.
"We ain't past nothin' yet, darlin'... not till I know you can behave the way I expect you to. Now can you do that?"
Sinking to your knees before him, you rested your fingers against the buckle of his belt, leaning towards him, mouth slightly open. But your attention was pulled from the tenting at the front of his dusty, worn pants as his gloved finger settled under your chin, tilting your gaze up to meet his, deep set eyes surrounded by wrinkled, leathery skin, worn with the sun and his deceptive age.
Knowing what he expected, how he liked it, you pulled what little saliva you had left in your mouth, sucking it from your cheeks and letting it spill out in a pathetic drop over your lips.
"That's a good girl right there. Won't have to punish you at all if you keep that up."
"That a threat, Coop?"
His thumb tapped the barrell of the gun on his hip.
"It is indeed, darlin'. It is indeed."
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Ain't So Bad
Cooper Howard x Fem!Reader, word count: 1.1k
i want this man to do horrible things to me, i want him to tell me he'll make sure i'm ok when i know full well he's the most dangerous thing around, he's driving me INSANE anyway i'll have a softer thing for him soon!! 🤎
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minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: dubcon/noncon, restraints, use of 'no' but reader is quick to do as told, restraints, slight threat, gun mention, hair pulling
The sun had thankfully almost set, the long shadows cast by it a welcome relief, though it did mean that night was coming, along with the threats that were its constant companion. But you always assumed you were safe, travelling with your own companion. Especially when that companion was Cooper Howard. Charming, despite his foul attitude that put most people off. Handsome, at least to you, and much to the disappointment of the more ‘reserved’ folks you came across out in the wasteland. And you felt lucky, most of the time, to consider him yours. But you suspected that, while he kept the danger away, that there was a reason for that.
Even predators had something they were afraid of. There was always a greater evil.
And as the darkness fell, his silhouette lit only by the small fire in the corner of the roofless room, you began to realise that Cooper was a lot more dangerous than you had let yourself come to terms with.
“Cooper, wait… we’re not safe enough, I don’t…”
You trailed off, aware that your words were falling on deaf ears as Cooper dragged his dry lips across your cheek, grazing his teeth against the skin as you felt him pushing you backwards, your spine straightening against the crumbling wall behind you.
“It ain’t so bad out here… certainly won’t be when you see what I’ve got in store for you.”
“Please, Cooper… no, Coop, I can’t-”
Interrupted by your own sharp inhale, you held the breath as you watched Cooper’s eyes settled on yours, your hands above you head against the wall, his hands tight around your wrists, preventing you from holding him back any further.
“I’m here to keep you safe, darlin’. You’ll be fine.”
His words meant very little against what you knew was lurking out there, and your nerves pushed your protests out of your clamping throat.
“But Cooper, you know I get scared… I don’t want to do this, not here.”
“Well too bad, missy…”
He lifted your hands and slammed them back down again, watching as you winced at the dull pain.
“… it ain’t like there’s a nice place I can take a girl like you for something like this…”
Cooper’s grip loosened, one of his hands leaving yours as he fumbled with the belt on his pants. You could have easily pulled away, but you didn’t. You couldn’t be sure why, and you chose not to linger on that thought, luckily distracted from it as Cooper’s unbuckled belt clanged, his eyes back towards you.
“…Now, are you going to be a good girl and take it?”
The free hand now drifted to his hip, pushing back his long coat, his palm lazily resting on the holstered gun by his side before he continued speaking. Slowly, clearly, in a low, guttural tone.
“Or am I gonna have to be a bad man and take. It.”
His stare penetrated you, like he could see through your skull to the wall you were trapped against. Your chest seemed to stay completely still despite the deep breaths you took. When you tried to speak, your tongue stayed flat, your lips trembling, nothing but a squeak of air managing to pass between you.
“I asked you a question.”
All you offered was a stuttered mumble and a sheepish nod of your head, a smile offered to you by Cooper as he kicked your legs apart with his muddy boot. Two gloved fingers teased at the front of your pants, pulling them away from skin before sinking below the waistband and brushing against your thickened lips. Excitement, adrenaline, fear. All of it passed over you in a heartbeat, your heart fluttering as he removed his hands from you. Bringing the fingers to his lips, he bit down on the leather with his yellowed teeth, tearing off the glove and tossing it to the ground. His fingers were back down quickly, spreading apart your folds. His uncovered fingers delved inside of you, only briefly, before he withdrew that small modicum of pleasure from the otherwise intense and nerve-wracking situation.
As he separated himself from you, your back arched involuntarily away from the wall, your body betraying your protests as you ached for more of his touch.
“My, my… you sure were fussing a lot for someone who is clearly enjoying themselves…”
Bringing his two fingers up, he spread them apart, watching carefully as your slick stretched in long strands between them.
“Bend over.”
“Cooper, wait, please, I-”
Gripping your waist, Cooper knocked you off balance and let you fall to the floor, a cloud of dust rising up around you.
“I done enough waitin’, darlin’.”
As you struggled to get onto all fours, you felt yourself knocked once more, cheek slamming to the ground as your arms were pulled up behind your back. You could feel the rope tightening around your skin, your wrists bound together and stuck against your spine.
“Now listen, you just lie there…”
He leaned down, whispering into your ear, his hot breath tingling you, making the hairs rise on the back of your neck.
“… and try to keep quiet.”
Behind you, Cooper fell to his knees, pulling down his own pants before turning his attention to yours, uncovering just enough of you that he knew he could slip himself between your thighs and into your wet, warm cunt without leaving either of you too vulnerable to any surprise guests.
Once his other glove was off, you could feel his palm sliding up your back, cracked nails scratching at the nape of your neck before his fingers gripped your hair. Your back contorted as he lifted your face from the ground, positioning you perfectly for his curved cock, lubed with his own drool which he let drip down from his lips in a long, lewd strand, to slide inside of you with little mercy. He pounded into you once, setting the tone for the rest of the encounter you had to endure.
But he hadn’t lied.
“Just a little longer, darlin’, we’ll have you back on two legs… just hng gimme… ah… fuck, that’s it…”
His brutal pace, the way he was so desperately trying to get to the conclusion, the relief, the pain of the stretch, the heat in your own chest that made you moan in response to the way his cock pulsed within your walls.
But he was true to his word.
Because while one hand was tugging at the hair, fingernails scratching your scalp, his hips bucking into your body, knocking you forward and into the ground, his other hand clutched the shotgun, finger teasing the trigger, tempted to send shots into the air at his climax, but ready to defend you both against anyone, or anything, that threatened to interrupt him.
“See, darlin’… not so bad after all.”
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The Wasteland Golden Rule - courtesy of Cooper Howard
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cooper howard / the ghoul actions someone please write into one or multiple fics (and send them to me pls)
enemies to lovers in general (obviously)
ties them up and uses them as bait but makes sure they aren’t hurt at all/ protecting them from the gulper
„I need water“ drinks the rest of the can, grabs their hair, pushes their head into their neck and spits the water into their mouth (!!!)
smears blood from turning ghoul on their lower lip with his thumb before telling them to finish the work amd licks it off after (pls)
“Now you’re gettin’ it” they are on their knees
Sends them to mr handy for the vials to trade but storms in behind them and saves them
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how do you think y/n would react to coop/ghoul pulling their hair (if he did)
Cooper: [pulls y/n out of the way of danger, but accidentally yanking back on their hair instead of the back of their shirt.]
Y/N: [blushing intensely, extremely in the mood but they are surrounded by raiders]
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Cooper, maybe take all the vials? No one's stopping you. Just find a bag, boom, done.
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Cooper unironically says "Good girl"
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Lucy: if you don't mind me asking, does being a ghoul affect sex much?
Cooper:
Cooper: I haven't even had my coffee yet
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“GIZMOOOO!! Get in the fucking fall out shelter”
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Never thought I’d want to jump head first into a nuclear wasteland for a radiation infested cowboy…but here we are.
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