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clip-the-simp · 23 days

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Not Much Else [Pt.1]

Ao3

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

Pairing: Cooper Howard/The Ghoul x Fem!Reader

Word count: 2,956

Warnings: canon typical violence, swearing, mention of drugs and surgery, (I’m bad at warning tags so just let me know if I need/should to add some)

Tags: Mild Proofreading, Slow Burn(?), reader had bat wings, Bounty Hunting, slight deviation from TV show, pre!show events(?), (Again I'm bad at tags so let me know)

Summary: You're a vault experiment that makes it to the surface. Quickly you learn the lay of the land and a few years later end up working the same bounty as The Ghoul. You convince him to let you take a long after having a feeling that you just had to follow him. Where will this story lead? Only time (and my motivation) will tell.

A/N: this is cringy as shit so please forgive me. I’m trying to get back into writing and my current hyperfixation is Fallout. I've been a fan for years but a new found love was sparked with the show's release.

Be forewarned that this is going to be incredibly inaccurate to cannon events and really unrealistic honestly. But listen. If Lucy can have her finger zapped back on and working properly anything can happen.

The scientists of your vault had placed nearly 200 hundred people into cryo pods before the bombs had fallen. A few had been scientists, but most were test subjects. Those chosen to be experimented on were chosen from a vast array of different medical histories, genetic makeups, ages, and ethnicities which always resulted in different mutations. Only about one third of the subjects had volunteered, while the majority had been simply manipulated, kidnapped, and or drugged before being shoved into a cryopod.

You had been one of the majority that had been kidnapped. Before the bombs, you had been a star in HollyWood and went on to be in several films which included a western or two. You were still fairly young however, so when the threat of bombs falling had started to rise you had been cornered. A white cloth with chloroform was shoved into your face once you had gotten back to your film trailer after wrapping up the final scene for a movie you were co-starring in. You had only woken up for a brief moment after being kidnapped, which was right before they had shoved you into a pod and began the process to preserve your body for the next century or so.

When the scientist decided it was time to start experimenting, some wouldn’t survive the first round of injections but that never did stop the test. Even after death the bodies would continue to be used to determine different severities of treatments on human tissue.

However, those that didn’t have the fortune of passing within the first few rounds of chems being forced into their veins, they had far worse ahead of them. Which just so happened to be the group of unfortunate folks you wound up being.

It had been about 175 years after the bombs dropped before they dethawed you from your cryosleep and started on their process of testing and modifying your body. They had hoped, just like with all of their other experiments they had running, that you would be one of their best.

After the first initial round of chems they had started to cut into you and spliced your DNA with multiple different creatures. First it started with the removal and rewiring of your eyes. They had been replaced with those of a feline which had taken you months to recover from, but that didn’t stop the minor test they continued to perform.

The rewiring in your brain caused excruciating headaches for the first few months but soon you were able to view things from a new lens. Being able to see more than most at night was a great perk to have when the vaults tended to stay poorly lit. However this also caused you to have some sensitivities to bright lights, so in response to that the scientist designed specialized goggles to combat it but made them so they wouldn’t impair your ability to see at night with them still being on.

The next body modification came when a scorchbeast, a large mutated bat creature, had been killed and dragged into the vault. After careful consideration and candidate evaluation you had been chosen to be subjugated to the experiment. No one knew if your body would reject the new muscle and bones that had to be implanted, but your genes had the most likely success rate when looking at the data provided.

After a full year of recovery you had full mobility of the limbs, and with it having been a young scorchbeast, the wings hadn’t been to terribly large in comparison to your body. You had been due for more body installments but before the scientist had the opportunity to stick another knife in you all hell had broken loose.

One of the more aggressive test subjects had escaped from their enclosure and started wreaking havoc upon the vault. They had managed to set other people free while in a blind rage when they had broken into the control room. In doing so not only where you set free but so where all the others, including those in cryosleep.

However you hadn’t stuck around for long once everyone, mutated or not, had started attacking one another in a panic. Having seen map layouts of the vault in the halls on the way to your surgeries, you had been one of the first to make it to the surface and begin your trick through the waste land.

After a week you had managed to find your way to a town which was both a blessing and a curse. Outside the walls of the town there had been a dead man who still had his clothes on. Having realized you were still in your medical gown, you had stripped him of the garments, minus the underwear, and cut a large hole in the back of the shirt to accommodate for your wings. With pants and a shirt on you were now a little more confident when entering the settlement.

Even after getting more than a hospital gown on, people still had given you strange looks as you walked the streets. They snarled and ogled at the wings sprouting from your back, and even after tucking them under your arms while pulling them close to your sides, it didn’t stop the stairs. Your goggles had remained pulled over your eyes during the majority of your time on the surface, but you could tell people could still see the slits that were your pupils.

You had quickly learned the ways of the waste land. Caps controlled everything, violence was always the answer, and it was kill or be killed. So when a man suddenly cornered you in the alley way of that first town you were in, you quickly became a killer. Whether it was the animal genetics fused with your own or your will to survive, you had proceeded to rip that man's neck out with your teeth when he had gotten close enough.

In doing so you had gained a handful of caps, a slightly rusted knife, and a pistol that had enough ammo to mow down a small horde of ghouls. The only item of clothing you peeled from his body was a weathered trench coat made of leather. That had managed to cover your wings if you kept them tucked close enough, although a bet awkwardly.

With the handful of caps you had gathered you had managed to get some accentals and learned about bounty hunting. If you were going to survive in the world you had to adapt, and so you did.

Two years had passed since you first began living on the surface when you had encountered The Ghoul, face to face, for the first time. Both of you had been working the same job when the target in question got smart and hired a few armed guards. The two of you were knocked unconscious and tied up in a rotting building while the target and his goons ran off. You had come to when the splitting pain from being knocked out finally became too much for your body to suppress.

As you peeled your eyes open, you started to realize someone was tied to your back as you and the other person sat on the sand covered floor of the decaying house. Shuffling a bet you tried to grab the knife at your side but soon heard a groan from the person you were tied to. You hadn’t bothered before to try and see who it was, hoping to have gotten untied from one another before they had the chance to wake up and possibly kill you.

“Fucking hell.” You heard the man mumble as he tried to get his bearings as you had. Your heart made its way to your throat as you realized who it was. Although you had never met the man you recognized his voice from the rare occasion you had been in the same town together at the same time.

Fuck fuck fuck! You thought as you continued, more hastily this time, to try and get the knife at your side. You had never paid The Ghoul much attention, however you know of his reputation and that he was a gifted gun slinger. However, while you hadn't paid him much attention, he had been studying you. He had started to recognize you any time you just happened to be in the same town. It wasn't anything more than the fact you were exceedingly odd and always looked out of place from those shuffling around you. Although he was a ghoul and the farthest thing from normal looking, your wings would always take any and all attention from those around you. No matter how well hidden you tried to keep them.

“Stop fidgeting damn it.” Your body immediately froze as he spoke directly to you. A few shuffles of his own and he quickly had his hands on his own knife which sliced through the rope with relative ease. You fell forward slightly as the tension from the rope was released and you quickly stood to dust yourself off.

Turning around you saw The Ghoul doing the same thing as he stood. His duster was ripped to shreds but still served its purpose of covering him from the sun. The cowboy hat he held in his hands was quickly placed back on his head before he turned to glare at you. His spurs jingled a little as he faced you.

Everything in your body screamed at you to run before he could pull out his weapon, but his gaze had you pinned to your spot in the room. You swallowed hard before trying to move and look more relaxed then you really were. Crossing your arms you moved your eyes to meet his which started an immediate feeling of regret.

There was something about his eyes that held a feeling of familiarity but it was buried under the many years of being forced to live amongst the harsh conditions of the wasteland. The Ghoul’s eyes remained on your face for the longest time before traveling to the tips of your wings that peeked out from under your coat. You quickly tried to tuck them closer to hide them but that just led to him looking back to your face.

“Now how the hell you get those on your back?” The Ghoul pointed to where the wings had been showing just moments before. His question had brought you out of your frozen state as you tried justifying to yourself answering him truthfully. You didn’t figure it would hurt to be truthful, especially since it was only the two of you at that moment. Not to mention the odd feeling that you could rely on him to keep any information you needed to get off your chest.

“Vault experiments.” You answered plainly as you moved the extra appendages from under your coat and spread them a little farther out from your body as you stretched them. As you did this something shifted in his expression, almost a kin to pity. He looked back into your eyes as if trying to recognize you as you had done the same to him moments before. You had forgotten the fact your eyes were no longer human so whatever search he was on would be nearly impossible if he intended to find answers within them. Not to mention the fact that your goggles were currently tented from the light coming in from the setting sun.

“That’s unfortunate. Seems like those wings would be in the way of everything.” He stated while picking up some of his belongings that hadn’t been taken. You crossed your arms and leaned on one leg. Sure, the wings were annoying at first, but they had become useful as time went on. You always managed to travel farther than anyone else in the wasteland could in two days on foot.

“They’re actually quite helpful.” You stated as you began to check yourself for any belongings that might be missing. “People don’t expect an aerial assault nowadays. So ambushing people is quite the luxury when being a bounty hunter.” The Ghoul gave a low hum as he slung his bag back over his shoulder. Surprisingly enough they hadn’t stolen anything, but you assumed it was because they were more focused on getting out of there before the two of you woke up.

“Well sweetheart I must be on my way. That bounty is still out there and I don't need someone else getting my caps.” As he said this The Ghoul slung his leg over the wall of the decrepit house and began his trek to the target. Something in the back of your mind pricked at your thoughts as he walked away. The feeling that you needed to follow him into the wasteland grew stronger the farther he walked.

What was it about this guy that had you wanted to do nothing more than follow him like a lost puppy? You hadn’t meant to be working the same bounty but somehow it felt like it was meant to be. Kicking yourself mentally, you sprinted after him. He had only managed to get a few yards away before you abruptly sprinted up behind him.

Out of instinct The Ghoul pulled his gun on you and had it aimed directly at your head. Your chest was rising and falling rapidly as you tried to catch your breath from the short unexpected run you just had. The adrenaline pumping through your veins prevented you from freezing or seeing the gun held to your face as much of a threat at that moment. All your mind was trained on was convincing The Ghoul to take you with him on this job.

“Take me with you.” Was all you could blurt out. Your voice had been shaky which you hoped wouldn’t be too noticeable but The Ghoul definitely caught it. He lowered his gun to keep it aimed at your chest instead.

“Now why should I do that?” He asked as he raised a nonexistent eyebrow. The sun was getting low which caused a shadow to shroud most of The Ghoul’s face. A knot began to form in your stomach. You hadn’t thought this through at all but had to come up with an excuse fast.

“I can be of help. Like I stated before, aerial assault isn’t something most folks are prepared to fight against.” That was practically the only key advantage you had on most other people. You had other talents, sure, but that was back up information in case the main appeal didn’t go through.

The Ghoul lifted his gun to tip his hat out of his face to get direct eye contact with you. His gaze fell and rose as he examined your form. It made you partly embarrassed as you pulled your wings in closer. He stood there and contemplated for a while until you broke the silence.

You grabbed the goggles from your face and sat them on top of your head. Your vision quickly adjusted to the new light exposed to your eyes. As The Ghoul looked back to your face you saw a bet of shock appear on his face before it was quickly masked again.

“Listen,” You started as your hands quickly began to fidget with one another. “I don't know why but I feel as if I’m supposed to go with you. If I had an explanation of why I would tell you but I don’t except for saying it’s a gut feeling.” The Ghoul’s expression stayed the same which quickly diminished your hope of joining him. Your eyes fell to the ground as you continued to speak.

“I don’t require caps or any sort of compensation for joining since I’m doing this out of complete and utter selflessness.” You were about to continue rambling before The Ghoul let out an exasperated sigh. Your attention brought back to his form. The Ghoul was pinching between his eyebrows as he holstered his gun. A few mumbles left his lips before his gaze finally settled back upon you.

“If you slow me down-” He started to say. You quickly cut him off as the realization that he was actually taking you along settled in.

“I won’t! I promise.” You said cheerfully as your wings slightly lifted from your sides. Your demeanor was probably a bit too cheerful though with how his expression changed.

“We’ll see if you keep that promise.” The Ghoul grumbled as he looked at the setting sun. It had nearly disappeared over the horizon which had put the world in a deep shade of purplish pink. It wouldn't be long before the sun was completely gone to leave the two of you in complete darkness.

However, that didn’t stop the two of you from traveling a bet that night. Your night vision was impeccable and The Ghoul had a lamp to guide his way. You stayed silent as did The Ghoul which hadn’t surprised you much. It had been about four hours of traveling before he finally spoke to inform you that it was time to siddle for the night.

#the ghoul #the ghoul x reader #cooper howard x reader #cooper howard #x female reader #f!reader #fanfic #x reader #x reader fanfiction #fallout #fallout fanfic #fallout franchise #writers on tumblr #female writers

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blaaamboozle · 17 days

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Helloooo hi been a second sorry about that, I've been distracted with The Lost Boys hyperfixation I have and I've been making a little story about them, I also made them as ponies!! So ima post them probably later. And I've been playing Fallout 4 and Apex lol.

TW!! (Death and violence)

Anyway, here's is Aj and Pinkie! So their story is that Pinkie, Aj and Aj's family were Sweet Apple archers to celebrate Rainbow's welcome back to ponyville. Rainbow has been in the wonderbolt academy for a bit and today was the day that she was supposed to come back. But, they had a change of plans. An infected pony was running over to the farm, desperately trying to find help. Aj with her kind nature immediately tries to help the pony, taking them into a spare room into her house. Aj asked Pinkie to stay the night at the farm, noticing how sad she was that Rainbow didn't come today. Aj and Granny Smith were taking care of the infected pony, not knowing that the virus broke out. Granny was a little confused and worried, not knowing what this black substance was on the pony. Aj decided to tell her siblings and Pinkie not to disturbed the sick pony, also not wanting to get them sick. Later that night Aj woke up by screaming and wrestling. Aj quickly got up onto her hooves and ran down the hall, it was from the spare room. Once Aj got to the door, it was slightly open and she could hear crying and groaning. She opens the door and notices that the infected pony was bandaging on the wardrobe, trying to break it open. Aj tried to talk to the infected pony, but she didnt see until it turned around. It was disgusting, rotting from the inside out, and black liquid paint the fur of the pony and spread across the bed and walls. The cry yelled out for Aj, it was Apple bloom. Without thinking, Aj immediately tackled the infected pony. She moved the pony and herself away from the wardrobe so Apple bloom could get away. With all this commotion, Pinkie and Big Mac immediately ran out of their rooms and watched this infected pony and Apple Jack struggle. But what Aj didn't notice was that the way she tackled the pony broke her back leg. Besides, she was trying to stop that pony from biting her. Pinkie suddenly grabs the lamp that was on the nightstand and bashed the back of the pony's head, hearing a crack. The infected suddenly collapsed ontop of Aj, the black liquid slowly pouring out of the wound. Pinkie suddenly drops the lamp and began to panic before Big Mac quickly rushes over to Aj and the dead infected pony-

Aaaannnd that's all you get, for now of course hehe. I need to write out Pinkie's and Aj's side of the story a bit more detailed. But yeaaaah still working on thissss I have a few more survivors I need to do buuut I do have Discord, Fluttershy, and Rainbow done!! I just need to draw Rarity and a few other's!! Then I can finally work on the writing portion!! Pretty excited about that part!! But I might post some drawings not related to the infection au for a bit just because I want to take a very tiny little break from it, i just wanna draw something different you know? Might still be ponies however/pos.

#mlp infections #mlp fandom #mlp infection au #mlp fim #mlp fanart #mlp #my little pony friendship is magic #mlp Pinkie Pie #mlp Apple Jack #poor pinkie she just misses RD

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min3nc · 2 months

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watching the new fallout series and i’m 50 mins into the first episode and holy shit the vibes are immaculate this feels like it could be the start of a game! just… FLIP the MCs world upside down and force them to venture outside of it.

the raiders? yes they are organized! they have managed to survive on the wastelands for centuries! BUT THEY ARE ALSO JET OVERDOSED PSYCHOS! OF COURSE THE DUDE SURVIVES GETTING HIS FACE SLICED OFF.

And the vault dwellers!!! OF COURSE THEY CAN DEFEND THEMSELVES! THESE IN PARTICULAR SEEM TO BE BRED TO BE STRONG! BUT AT THE SAME TIME THEY LACK ANY REAL EXPERIENCE SO YES THEY WILL EAT ASS IN A FIGHT.

ALSO they introduced us to THE vault boy! he was just a man! he wasn’t this big figure he just got his image used!

i am going crazy is my fallout hyperfixation coming back? yes. yes it is. updating fallout 4 as we speak.

#fallout tv series

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finniestoncrane · 5 months

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🩷 "About the Blogger" Meme 🩷

ah ty for the tag @acapelladitty!!

Star Sign(s): i only know i'm a virgo ;-;

Favorite Holidays: halloween for sure, and then hexxennacht/walpurgisnacht and the classic lupercalia >:)

Last Meal: lmao mine was also a mcdonalds, unless you count the two slices of bread and cheese i had

Current Favorite Musician: fuck favourite is a hard one, nostalgia says creedence clearwater revival or my chemical romance lmao

Last Music Listened To: fly by sugar ray (oh noooo)

Last Movie Watched: currently in the middle of white christmas! lot of dancing... kinda goes on a wee bit eh?

Last TV Show Watched: the x-files!! i'm back on my rewatch!

Last Book/Fic Finished: fuck i have NO idea for either of these, please don't make me think too hard please don't make me embarrass myself lmao

Last Book/Fic: the other night i had a wee scan through a cheeky wee peter vronsky number but just to fact check myself

Currently Reading: nothing, i have a pile of books so high and i asked for more for christmas and i am actively reading NONE of them

Last Thing Researched for Art/Writing/Hyperfixation: needed to find some nice cow gear for a drawing of my oc, and now there's so much in my basket

Favorite Online Fandom Memory: is it the mewlings of a pathetic wet beast to say starting my server with ri? because that's probably it

Favorite Old Fandom You Wish Would Drag You Back In/Have A Resurgence: i left them for a reason, but i could get my ass dragged back by the young ones and bottom actually

Favorite Thing You Enjoy That Never Had an Active or Big "Fandom" but You Wish It Did: it had an ok fandom when i was into it, i just think i missed the boat maybe? somehow? but definitely left 4 dead 2

Tempting Project You're Trying to Rein In/Don't Have Time For: i'm very VERY slowly writing a self-indulgent fallout fic and i have no time for it at all but all of my ideas keep growing and getting bigger and it's making me go crazy!!

I'll tag: @riddle-me-ri @march-harrigan @twinlinds @gethrax @vaporwavebeach @letshaveadepressionparty @just-a-girl-living-in-gotham @lunchbox-for-gays and whoever else sees this and wants to do it i freaked out and overthought the tags it's almost my bedtime lmao

#tag meme #me

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fancysilverfox · 5 months

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I do in fact have games I associate with each season for reasons that make sense only to me and my vibes alone but I wonder if they make sense at all

Stardew Valley is very much a spring game to me, that much is obvious as we begin the game in springtime. It's all about growth and new beginnings and that association is clear and shallow, I know. Another spring game to me is Fallout solely because way back when lockdown first happened in the spring, I had just gotten Fallout 4 specifically. I can't explain this much other than vibes but maybe it makes sense.

Summer solely belongs to Red Dead Redemption, both one and two, but primarily two as I began with that one. It inspired me to hike more, sit out in the sun with a hat over my face and allow what parts of my arms were exposed to get sunburned to hell. It gave me such good memories from feelings and association alone with warm days and the greenery of where I live.

Autumn makes me look to Skyrim and games of a darker theme, Resident Evil 7+8 being two recent additions. Dark and seemingly cold environments of horror games and the wide snow-capped scape of Skyrim prompt you to stay warm and forget the rapidly darkening days while you explore deep stories and open worlds.

Skyrim can stretch to winter association for clear atmospheric reasons, but I find myself thinking of Bioshock around Christmas/New Year's time. All the imagery of abandoned parties, wrecked decor and distorted music, however dystopian, inspires festivity and reminiscence.

All games mentioned have been hyperfixations of mine in the past and some even lingering to be special interests of mine to date! My brain has been thinning about stuff like this bc it's this time of year so..I hope I entertained y'all a little

#im thinking thoughts #stardew valley #fallout 4 #skyrim #resident evil #bioshock #rdr2 #video games #nothing but vibes #cal rambles

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findyourrp · 7 days

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🌙Hello!🌙

I've been getting back into the fallout fandom again, and what better way to succumb to the hyperfixation than to roleplay! I'm 21F , She/They, And my writing style is 3rd person, past tense. Specifically, I'm looking to double up in the fallout 4 universe as that's the only game I've played recently. However, I'd also be happy to play someone from the movie for your pairing (we'd be doing a split rp in that case.) The only real requirements that I have are only a few, but non-negotiable. I will NOT rp with minors, so be 18+, be LGBTQ friendly, NO one liners, and lastly communication is a must. Anyways, thanks for reading!

#rp finder #18+ rp #fandom rp #fandom roleplay #fallout rp

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leavingautumn13 · 2 months

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That sounds really cool! I looked at your fic blog and- omg they both sound so cool! Especially the Fallout one- I'm getting back into that hyperfixation myself- I'll have to read that on ao3 when I get the chance!

So, two more questions! 1, for Eye of the Storm, what do you find most fun to write about it? Why do you think it's sticking in your head at the moment? And 2, for the Fallout fic, can you tell me a bit about your Nora?

aw, thank you! i only have one chapter of wbotb up at the moment--but i promise more is coming! it's just coming slowly lol.

as for your questions:

the most fun thing about eots is that i've loved all the characters in it since i was a little kid. it's really fun to, as an adult with life experience, flesh them out so they feel like real people. they're very dear to me. as for why it's sticking in my head right now--i'm unsure! i don't control these sorts of things haha. i am working on polishing off another pokemon fic though (a oneshot set in oras continuity) and i've been buckling down on that, so perhaps that's the reason?

oh, nora. i could say a lot about her... as far as backstory goes, she's mixed indigenous (potawatomi/french to be specific) and the oldest of two sisters. she moved to boston from arizona when she was 18 and met her husband, dana, while she was working in a diner he was studying at. they were together for about 9 years before the start of the game and shaun's birth. as for personality, she tries to be a kind and diplomatic person while struggling with a lot of her own issues (including ptsd and adult-diagnosed adhd), and of course the nuclear war that destroyed the world she knew. she struggles to adjust to the new world a bit, and that's something i wanted to explore in the fic, as well as the more emotional implications of fallout 4's main story that we don't actually touch on in game. i've said this before somewhere, but fallout's main quest to me is a tragedy and i wanted to give the central character of it (the protagonist) the space to deal with that in a way i think they deserve.

#thank you for the ask! <3 #and if you do give wbotb a read--please let me know! i love hearing from my readers #and thank you for your interest in nora--people have been so kind and curious about her and she's an oc so i was surprised by that!#genuinely warms my heart and encourages me to keep writing #autumn.ask #autumn.oc #oc: nora navarre #autumn.fic #fic: eye of the storm #fic: until dawn

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biboibased-reborn-again · 1 month

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i love fallout

recently its gone back to full hyperfixation with the release of the amazeing show but fallout has been my favorite franchise for a while,like many new vegas is my favorite game of all time and i have played it start to finish at least like 15 times,its genuinely such a vibe and it makes you think so much,the world is fun the charecters are amazeing and the concepts and ideas always intreging even fallout 4,which i still enjoy very much but not nearly as much as new vegas still has awsome charecters and factions and a cool idea for a main story (i think 4 has the best companions) 3 is my least favorite but it still has value,i think its simultainiusly overhated and overrated,its story and cool and the gameplay is still fun but the main plot can drag and theres not many interesting locations if you wanna get into fallout start with new vegas,it has the best gameplay and rpg elements and the story is great,it gives you a good feel for what fallouts all about if you wondering why i havent mentiond the classic games its cause i havent played them,i really want too but just cant,dont have a pc,but once i can i will,i know about the plots what happens in them all that just havent got a chance to play them myself overall fallout is great,they can be casual experiences or hardcore ones,you could get really into the lore or just be along for the ride,its got something for everyone and at least something that will intrist everyone also a sidenote fallout new vegas and less so but still 4 are pretty queer,like theres causualy gay charecters and you can rp your charecter as bi gay or straight whatever you want,its pretty inclusive

#fallout 4 #fallout new vegas #fnv #ramblings #im trying to sell you on this lol

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moveslikebucky · 5 months

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Yay!! My Bestie @ouidamforeman tagged me in a fun little AO3 game and I'm still crying about their post and how niceys they were to me in it <3

We've been collaborators on so many projects for so long now that it almost feels like we're a package deal at this point xD (and i love it <3)

1. how many works do you have on Ao3?

177

This isn't counting, I don't think at least, the five or six that I've orphaned over the last year.

2. what’s your total Ao3 word count?

642,686 <3

3. what fandoms do you write for?

Good Omens is by far my largest fandom lol. I have a long abandoned series that's a rewrite of Fallout 4, but no idea if I'll ever get back to it.

4. what are your top five fics by kudos?

They're all fairly older ones that have been kicking around AO3 for a while <3

well then, ask me to stay (904)

unpath'd waters, undream'd shores (643)

And now I'm ready to feel your hand (545)

Hush, darling...I've got you (532)

All the Idle Weeds That Grow (519)

5. do you respond to comments?

I love to respond to comments! Often they get away from me and I won't for a long chunk of time, and then inevitably the ADHD hyperfixation will kick in and I will answer some 60-120 comments in one go because I let them sit for far too long sometimes xD

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Gonna have to go back old school for this one, I think it would have to be Hopelessly, I'll Love You Endlessly, simply because it implies that Crowley is going to the bar to drink himself into a stupor after Aziraphale's discorporation as a form of suicide. Honorable mention for What good would common sense for it do? which has the two of them spending the night together after Crowley has a mental breakdown about the Spanish Inquisition, which ends with him leaving at the end because he doesn't think he's worth what Aziraphale clearly sees in him. As well as, as Ouida mentioned, I think about you, which ends with Crowley in a very distressed state after masturbating in the shower.

I think... I like torturing that old man. Oh well.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Oh there's so many of those I might as well list my five favorite happy ending fics:

It's Not the Years, It's the Mileage - My fusion that puts Aziraphale and Crowley in the place of Indy and Marion during Raiders of the Lost Ark. It ends with them proclaiming their love and continuing their mildly illicit affair and lots and lots of kisses.

I won't have a life (until you're dead) - My first big long project with @ouidamforeman will always have a special place in my heart for happy endings. These two found each other despite all of the odds, and now they have eternity together!

Night of the Living Boyfriend! - Me and @ouidamforeman's 70s horror pastiche which I don't think anyone realized would have a happy ending. We certainly jumped through hoops to get there, but it got there all the same.

go where I go, do what I must - This one is going to be a series of interconnected one-shots in the same world but really... Poor little repressed Victorian man deciding to kill himself rather than get married to a woman he doesn't love by sacrificing him to the fae, only to become married to one of them instead? And then get to take part in their bacchanalian cultural customs? AND eventually get to have an orgy with two big Satyr fellas while his husband claps and squeals gleefully? He's living his best happy ending ever!

formation displays of affection - The android fic... oh my beloved android fic. I wrote this one specifically as a vehicle for Ouida to express some of their feelings and thoughts around their autism, and it ends so hopeful and happy and full of love to bursting.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I have only gotten hate twice. The first time was on a zine fic once it was published, someone saying that I was a hack and that my writing style was shit so I shouldn't get into zines. They bragged about it in a few discord servers, I've had them blocked since. The big one, as Ouida mentioned in their post, was on formation displays of affection, where apparently we are abelist against ourselves? For writing our experiences? Because the character is a robot. Whack as hell if you ask me.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Oh please honey, you know what blog you're on xD

All kinds of smut every configuration. Solo, couples, orgies... heavy kink, monster fucking. Always unapologetically queer and joyous. A few of my most Out There smut fics for your consideration (the first two are both collabs with Ouida!):

En Eski Aşk Şiiri - Vore sex. It's vore sex! Devour your angel husband for fun and profit!

The Nature of Intricate Rituals - Are they animals? Yes, strictly speaking. Reverse Omens where Crowley is a harpy and Aziraphale is a sphinx and they fuck good and Gadriel (Crowley) lays a lot of eggs and also comes about that.

In The Depths - Dubious consent wherein mech pilot Aziraphale gets fucked via that neural interface by a sea monster. Said sea monster comes back for more in a more compact, human looking form, but he still doesn't quite grasp the limitations of human bodies.

Five Sparrows for a Penny - Five Aziraphale clones give Crowley the ride of his life.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I've only written one crossover, and that was The Curious Case of Old Mr. Fell, where Basil of Baker Street and Dr Dawson from The Great Mouse Detective meet Aziraphale.

Fusions though, I have It's Not The Years, It's The Mileage as mentioned above, as well as the group project Reclamation and Reconnaissance which is an au set on Bajor during the events of Deep Space Nine, but with Good Omens characters.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Several times! Mainly into Russian, once into French and Italian I think.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

The majority of my writing is co-written. Me and Ouida are a great team <3

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Aziraphale and Crowley, hands down.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

My Fallout 4 rewrites. I just don't have the hyperfixation energy to work on them anymore.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I"m pretty good with dialogue and with scene details without them being overbearing. Ambience and mood as well.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I am not good at long form fiction, writing multichapter fics is a struggle for me because I struggle with plot of all things. I'm much more a one-shot person. However, part of the benefit of working with Ouida so much, is that they balance me out and are very good at hammering down worldbuilding and plot points. Also they beta everything I write!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I haven't done it myself yet, but I feel like it's so cool to do! If I can ever get it off the ground, eventually me and Ouida have a cold war spies concept that we're working on and Aziraphale will speak Russian in it a lot of the time.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Teen Titans. Not GO!, the original one.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

God I've written so many it's hard to pick, but I definitely have to say that it's I won't have a life (until you're dead). It will always be that one, forever and ever. That's why I haven't ever changed my profile picture xD

I'm gonna tag uhhhh @ashfae, @entanglednow, @charlottemadison42, and @waldosakimbo

#text #long post #my fic #tag game #anyone else who wants to do it also as well obviously <3

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comrade-shrimp · 1 year

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I remember being happy I was getting out of the fallout new vegas hyperfixation and then immediately jumped back into the fallout 4 hyperfixation

We have literally come full circle

#aidhwjdh

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codythecheshirecat · 7 months

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Fic Writer 20 Questions

1.) How many works do you have on ao3?

20!

2.) What's your ao3 word count?

My word count is 224,994 words... which is insane now that I think about it

3.) What fandoms do you write for?

According to my AO3, I've written for Star Wars, Marble Hornets, Pirates of the Caribbean, Marvel, and DCTV. I've written a few for other fandoms, like RT and FNAF, but they aren't published. I've also written Jurassic Park and Breakfast Club AUs.

4.) What are your top five fics by kudos?

Binary Sunset-- Obi-Wan of the prequels era finds himself in the future, tagging along with The Mandalorian, Din Djarin. The first in a series, it has 823 kudos.

The Cassandra Problem-- Another time travel fic featuring Obi-Wan, but instead of the future Obi-Wan finds himself in the past, literally during the Battle of Theed. At 8 chapters updated, I currently have 11 more written and plenty more to go after that, and it currently sits at 624 kudos.

Is This The Start, Midpoint, or Finale?-- A modern mermaid au for Codywan that I started over 2 years ago. It's still being updated, but has taken a bit of a break for a while while I focused on other projects. It currently has 492 kudos :)

Come Alive-- I wrote this fic in 2017, when I was in my senior year of high school. The ending was rushed (I lost track of where I was going halfway through and fudged my way through the rest, only to remember the original, better, plotline only once it was complete) and I'm not super proud of it anymore, but I do appreciate it for what it was to me at the time. It has 252 kudos!

Duel of the Fates-- The second in the series after Binary Sunset. It's currently the last published in the series, as other projects have taken precedent, but I do plan to get back to it sooner or later. It has 203 kudos.

5.) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Sometimes. I usually mean to respond to all of them, but I never know what to say and so I push it off until I completely forget or feel like too much time has passed and get awkward about it.

6.) What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably one of the fics in my Second Chance series, a Bad Batch series where I'm making everything better by making everything worse, first.

7.) What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably When My Walls Start Burning Down, a Cody-centric post-war fic. There's still plenty of angst before the happy ending, but I'd definitely consider the ending a happy one!

8.) Do you get hate on fics?

Not that I can think of, but honestly if I did I probably deleted it and then promptly forgot it existed.

9.) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

I have written smut before, Codywan, but it's not something I delve into a whole lot. Not a lot of experience in that department, being aroace and all.

10.) Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I do! Of my published crossovers, my Agent Carter/Pirates of the Caribbean crossover series Skyfall is probably the craziest, but I frequently entertain myself daydreaming about wild crossover ideas.

Some, like Stranger Things/Star wars, aren't quite weird, but I've also had a grand time imagining what a Marble Hornets/Star Wars crossover would look like, and I've definitely thought of others that aren't coming to mind right now.

One of my favorite things to do used to be thinking about the weirdest crossover possible and trying to figure out how it would happen, Fallout Equestria style.

11.) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so.

12.) Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I'd be honored if anyone ever wanted to do so.

13.) Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

@tired-bshocked and I worked together on a fic series, Red Eye, for the 2023 Codywan Reverse Bang, if that counts. We each wrote our own fic in the series, but we of course worked together to make the fics mesh.

14.) What's your all time favorite ship?

See, this is hard because my 'favorite thing' is whatever I'm currently hyperfixating on. I'd say either Codywan or Jay Merrick/Tim Wright (Marble Hornets), because they're my two big fandoms at the moment.

15.) What's a WIP you'd like to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Hmm... my PotC fic, Perdition, only has a few chapters to go, but it's been a while since I updated and I think finishing it at this point will be a luck of the draw. It sucks, though, because I really enjoyed writing the fic and I'm always a sucker for PotC.

16.) What are your writing strengths?

I'm... not actually sure. I've been told a few times that I have a particular writing style, but it's mostly just the way I talk/think so I'm blaming it on the Neurodivergence. I think I'm pretty good with grammar and stuff? That said I still couldn't tell you what an adjective or adverb are (alas, I've never been good at mad libs for this reason) so who even knows at this point!

17.) What are your writing weaknesses?

I've never been able to understand the difference between active and passive voice. I also am apparently incapable of understanding Iambic Pentameter. All-around I have more to learn, but nothing sticks out to me as a particular 'yep focus on this'.

18.) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I may have done it once or twice, but I don't remember what I did? Honestly when reading I don't mind how it's done, though I do prefer a way to easily figure out what was said in the other language. Unless, of course, the point is not to know.

19.) First fandom you wrote for?

Honestly, Warriors over on Fanfiction.net. I definitely still have my account over there but I'm not sharing it at all because those fics are from when I was like 12.

Also, when I started writing fanfiction it was before I discovered fanfic was a thing, so I just. Thought I completely invented the concept for a while. I was thrilled when I realized fanfic existed.

20.) Favorite fic you've ever written?

Probably the Cassandra Problem! I recently realized the word count is higher than the entirety of the book Animal Farm, and I'm only about a quarter through it (and there may end up being more than one fic in the series by the end of it) and said realization fucked me up a bit. In a good way. Mostly. Also realized that since I'm updating it a chapter a month, the last chapter I wrote won't be published for another year at this rate.

But I'm having so much fun writing it! Time travel stories are so fun in every iteration to me-- what to change, what not to change, why change one thing and not another, how to react when you're back in your childhood bedroom or when you find out that a future version of you has done something so entirely out of character to you that you can only wonder what's happened...

There's so much potential, and I've had a lot of fun crafting the way that the time travel works in the fic :)

Not sure who's done this already, who's been tagged and who hasn't, but I'm gonna tag some people anyway @tired-bshocked, @twackycat, @sunflowersinheaven, @foreverchangingfandomsao3

#thanks for the tag!#fic writer 20 questions

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