#@smexyhancock-fangirl
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Верни мою шляпу!!!!!
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If you're still taking sketch requests could I have one of Edward Deegan please? 👉🏻👈🏻
Anything for u ( •̀ ω •́ )y
#fallout 4#fallout npc#edward deegan#edward deegan fallout 4#my art#bad sketches#ask#smexyhancock-fangirl
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My mother is VERY confused about Fallout 4 but she is trying
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it’s synth detective, jackass
ultra fast nick doodle for @smexyhancock-fangirl :D feel free to send me some requests
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Six sentence Monday!
(right now I'm working on getting the kinks out of my fic and just...bettering it before I add any more, but here's something I wrote for chapter 9!)
tagged by my love @portergage
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Sadie wanted to implode, wipe herself from the face of the planet. Looking at Deacon now was nearly impossible, however necessary.
"Look-" she began, awkwardly picking up his hand and clearing her throat, "I don't know what to say to you, but I'm sorry."
His eyes couldn't meet hers, he couldn't force himself to look at her. Here she was, apologizing, while he stewed in his shame.
"It's fine," he mumbled. "It's...it's fine."
He couldn't get his mind off of Julien. It was sick.
"Speaking of apologies," he finally looked at her, "I owe you one too."
"For...what?"
His head shook. Carefully choosing his words, he kept his face straight and squeezed her hand, "Sadie, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all of this. And I can't elaborate but....Sadie, I'm sorry."
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I'm tagging @smexyhancock-fangirl and @totally-not-deacon :)
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Wanted to have Skeev finished by tonight, but I’m taking my time with these so they don’t look rushed
Rosie belongs to @smexyhancock-fangirl and Sadie belongs to @iwrestledayaoguaionce (tell me if I made any mistakes lol)
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If you're still doing the sketches would it be ok to do a quick sketch of Hancock?
If not then I completely understand and hope you have a great day 😁❤
Give him his well deserved hug! 😤
#fallout 4#fo4#john hancock#hancock fallout 4#my art#sketch#ask#smexyhancock-fangirl#your username is so funny i love it
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Is it ok if I do more Kate and Rosie drawings for you?
Sure! Go ahead! :)
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Six Sentence Wednesday (guys what is going on at this point I am scared?)
Thank u @portergage ily
"She'd slept soundly in his bed before, nothing new. Somehow, it seemed to take on a new softness this time around. At first, she'd been reluctant to let Danse carry her bridal-style, believed it made her seem frail. With his hands supporting her torso, and the underside of her thigh, she eased into his grasp. She realized it was okay to be delicate sometimes, and for a fleeting second wondered if way back in the day she'd allowed herself to be delicate, at all. The person she used to be was all but disesteemed."
Hopefully next week I'll get off my ass and post some Charon but I'm not ready for that yet okayyyyyy
Tagging @smexyhancock-fangirl @totally-not-deacon 🥺
#eep is it Wednesday already#by golly its THURSDAY! i just looked#wow and i have children im responsible for smh
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@portergage tagged me so here's some random shit from my camera roll lmao
There's like 3 selfies in here but they're all fun
I'm tagging @smexyhancock-fangirl @bluegrasskitty @nuka-nasty @just-another-ghoul-lover @mechanicalism
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WIP Wednesday but on a Thursday morning 👉😎👉
I was tagged by @nuka-bolt and @aviatorfics
Here's a little excerpt from the chapter that will probably take another month to finish just because it's running my emotions through the wringer:
"I'm listening."
"I met someone."
His breath stopped momentarily. If ever in history he'd felt a gut punch, this was it.
"When? You haven't left my side in - god - two weeks, right?" The perspiration forming at his palm went unnoticed by both of them. "Who? Sadie, you need to be careful who you mingle with out here-"
"Did I need to be careful when I met you?" She opened her eyes again, staring through him.
He hesitated before offering a response. She was right, absolutely one hundred percent correct. He was enigmatic for a reason, elusive on purpose.
"Fair. But, Sadie, if you met someone - before we started fooling around - why did you…What were you doing with your neck in my mouth in the first place?" If the sour smell scent of his breath wasn't a dead giveaway, the last sentence it carried certainly would do the trick. He watched her cover her mouth and try - and fail - to not snort a little at his word salad.
A long sigh escaped her nostrils. "It hasn't been that long, Deek. We're not a couple. We're not in love. We're not-"
He cut her sentence short with a kiss, stole the breath from her lungs. Every fiber of her being told her to push him off, follow what her heart thought it wanted and chase the paladin. Cave in to the impulsive cravings that chipped away at her dedication to the job.
But, once again, she remembered - as his mouth selfishly took hers with not a hint of permission - that it wouldn't be that easy. She'd be sleeping with the enemy if she had a shot. The desire to be on the right side of history was a cruel mistress.
What the fuck ever, she thought. He felt her hand escape his and yank his dusty old wig off, a hollow muted thud sounding as it hit the bed. The taste of bourbon still lingered on his tongue, rousing her senses. To hell with her resolve, for now, a little distraction - mischief - couldn't hurt. She'd been truthful and attempted to break whatever this was off, his heart was no longer in her hands. If he wanted to go on breaking it, that was his choice.
Deacon slipped his hands under her thighs and tossed his body backwards on the bed, pulling her frame over his so that she stared down at him. A frenzy of cerulean locks spilled past her face, tickling his cheeks.
"It hasn't been that long for you," he whispered, thumbing her bottom lip and gazing helplessly into her eyes, blue on blue. "You are not in love."
"I don't know what you mean, but Deacon, we…this isn't right."
"Shush. If you're using me, go ahead and do it. I promise you, I don't mind. Just let me pretend for a little while."
"You're lying again. You mind. No one wants to be used."
"Consider it best friends forever with benefits, I really do not mind," he assured her more than himself. He wanted to soak in as much of her as he could before it all came undone.
"You never let me answer the who part of your question," her eyes flickered and she collapsed next to him, on her back. Twiddling her fingers, she looked toward his face again. "For once, genuinely, thank you for not letting me speak."
"I'm really not so sure I wanna know. Might keep me outta the loop on that one, actually."
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Okie dokie so that happened and uh my fic is here and also I am a wreck and I'm going to go make myself a sandwich and then go to bed gn mutuals love u
I'm tagging @portergage and @smexyhancock-fangirl kiss kiss friends
#GOD I CAN NOT FUCKINF WAIT TO SUFFER#i really am not getting along with sadie and deacon right now ok#because i have this beautiful cutesy ass image of sadie/danse and deacon/julien living happily ever after in my head already#and what am i doing?#WHATEVER THIS SHIT IS#i hate myself#especially for this lmao#eventually sadie and julien are gonna cross paths in the wasteland and i am#not prepared#at all#i would rather scrap this whole fic honestly because the absolute emotional toll thats bound to take phew#thats damien language for#oh also i picked the name damien#i have feelings#my feelings have feelings#haha he said the line!!!
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