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Busy Day Excuses
Pairing: Dad!Matt × Fem!Reader
Summary: In which Y/N is Nathan's little sister and he carries Brinley for a bonding trip with him which means Matt and Y/N have the house to theirselves.
Warnings:smut.
Smut Summary:multiple orgasms,p in v (w bc),cum eating (slightly).
Disclaimer: In this fic,Nate lives in L.A and he has no kids so he just hangs out with Brinley. He's 2 years older than Y/N.
(He's 26,along with Matt.)
Also,In my imagination Matt's 6'5 so just go with it please?
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9:36 a.m
I walked downstairs with Brinley in my arms as I opened the kitchen door,to be greeted by Matt making pancake batter from scratch.
"Hey guys! You hungry?" Matt asked as he watched his daughter and I.
"Yes,Yes!" Brinley exclaimed as she held her hands in the air,making Matt and I chuckle.
I walked closer to him and stood on my tippy toes as I pecked his lip. "Thanks for making breakfast,babe. Maybe when Nate picks up Brinley,we could do something special." I said as I watched Matt's mouth turn to a sly smirk.
Matt hummed before he spoke, "No problem baby,if that's how I get rewarded everytime I make breakfast,I'll make it everyday." He said as he winked at me,making me chuckle.
Brinley's to caught up looking at the colourful paintings on the fridge to bother with our conversation. Her 4-year-old self trying to contain excitement from the trip she had planned with my brother.
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10:01 a.m
As I loaded the dishwasher with the dishes from this morning,I heard the doorbell ring.
"I got it!" Matt said as he got up from his chair next to his daughter as she coloured in her book.
As I walked over to her,I heard my older brother's voice. "Have no fear! Your Uncle Nate is here!" He said as he walked into the kitchen,Matt following behind him,chuckling.
Brinley's eyes flickered to Nate as she smiled. "Uncle Nate!" She said as she ran up to him,hugging him on his leg.
"Hey Brinley! You ready for today? We're gonna do whatever you want." He said before turning to me. "Hey Y/N. You and Matt wanna tag along?" He asked as he smiled,picking up his niece.
I opened my mouth to answer,but before any words came out,Matt spoke, "No thanks,we got a busy day ahead of us." He said smirking.
"Alright,well Brins and I are heading out,we'll see you guys later." He said.
Before he walked away,I ran up to them and kissed Brinley on her cheek, "Bye lovey." I said with a smile.
"Bye Mommy!" She exclaimed,I sighed as I turned to my brother,hugging him.
"Bring my child back in one piece,please Nate." I joked as I heard him and Matt chuckle.
"Yeah,Yeah." He said as he pulled away,"Alright,we actually gotta go before Brinley gets mad at me. Matt see you later." He said as he half-hugged Matt.
As they walked out the door,Matt smirked at me before coming closer,his 6'5 figure hovering over my 5'2 body.
"So,where's my reward pretty girl?" He asked as he looked down at me.
"You tell me,what do you want?" I taunted with a smile.
"Mm,I'll show you." He said as he threw me over his shoulder,walking out of the kitchen,to the stairs that were in living room.
I giggled as he carried me to our room,opening the door and throwing me onto the bed.
I yelped as my head hit the mattress I was on as Matt crawled ontop of me.
Matt rested between my legs as he locked me in a sloppy kiss.
I moaned as he forced his tounge in my mouth,swirling it around in my mouth as he kept kissing me.
Matt pulled away after a few minutes,starting to trail kisses down to my heat over my clothes.
As he reached my aching spot,he pulled down my sweatpants,along with my underwear.
He threw the pieces of clothing on the floor as he glared at my soaking slit.
"You're soaked baby,I barely touched you." He said as the sly smirk from earlier crawled back onto his face.
"Please Matt,I need it,right now." I whimpered as Matt's hands rubbed soft circles on my clit.
Matt chuckled, "Alright. Alright." He said before diving between my legs,kissing my thighs.
He kissed his way down to my wet cunt as he licked a stripe up to my clit as I let out a breathy moan.
After some teasing,Matt's tongue started going faster against my pussy. His spit and my arousal coating his lips as his tongue dives in and out of my hole,this action making my moans louder.
"Mm,Fuck Matt!" I moaned as my hands latched to his hair,tugging it. He groaned against me as he squeezed my thigh.
As the pleasure endured me,I feel a knot form in my stomach,feeling like it's about to burst.
"Fuck! I'm cumming! Mm,keep going!" I moaned as he hummed against me.
That made the knot in my stomach break as I let out an opened-mouth moan as I climaxed all over Matt's face.
Matt lapped all my juices with his tongue before coming up to my face again,kissing me,resulting in me tasting myself on his tongue.
He pulled away from the kiss,a slight string of saliva connecting our lips.
"Was that enough of a warm up for you?" He asked as he toyed with the end of my shirt.
Excuse Me? Warmup?
Despite my thought,I nodded as he pulled off my shirt,revealing my black,lacey bra.
"Damn." He horesly said, "This shit gets better everyday." He said quickly before kissing me once again.
As our lips moved in sync with eacother,his hand snaked down to his belt buckle as he undid it.
As he pulled down his blue jeans,he pulled away from the kiss as he stoodup from the bed.
He pulled down his red boxers as his hard-on popped out,his tip bright red,leaking with pre-cum.
He locked my thighs with his hands as he pulled me closer to the edge of the bedframe.
He stroked his cock up and down my arousal coverin my slit from my previous orgasm.
I whined as I rolled my hips onto his tip,tired from his teasing.
"Matty,stop teasing." I whined as I looked at him from my position on the bed.
Matt chuckled before pushing inside me slowly,allowing me to adjust to his size.
As he bottomed out,we both let out a soft sound as he started to slowly move inside me.
"Holy shit,baby. You're so fucking tight around my cock pretty." He groaned as he sped up his speed.
I moaned as his tip brushed against my g-spot, "Mm,Right there! Fuck,Matty! Keep going!" I basically screamed.
As Matt started to pound into me,I felt the familiar knot tighten in my stomach as my body bobbed up and down from the speed Matt was fucking me with.
The sound of clapping filled the room along with my moans and Matt's groans and heavy breathing.
"I'm gonna cum again! Fuck!" I moaned as I sqeezed my eyes shut,turning my head to the side.
"Yeah? Go ahead baby,I'm almost there." Matt groaned as his rhythm slowed down making me feel him whole.
"Fuck!I'm cumming!" I moaned as I let my 2nd climax all over Matt's cock.
"Holy shit!" Matt groaned as his load of white sperted into me.
Matt pulled out of me slowly,watching his cum drip down from my pussy.
I took my middle and ring finger and scooped up some of his cum with my fingers,plopping them in my mouth.
I swirled my tounge around my finger before pulling them out.
"Mm,So good." I said as Matt chuckled,laying next to me.
I turned to Matt as he laid down,kissing him. "You know who I wanna see now?" Matt asked.
"Who?" I asked as I furrowed my eyebrows.
"My daughter." He answered as we both chuckled.
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I HATE THIS.
Anyway,as always,requestz are open
LOVE Y'ALL🫶🏻🫶🏻
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I know you’re a huge Nate supporter and love to talk about all the microagressions against him, and one I noticed when rewatching is that in 2x3, when ted tells Jamie he’s starting on the reserve, he’s immediately playful with Will (“Mr. Kitman! Hit me!”) and it got me thinking how badly Nate must have felt seeing the ringleader of his bullies come back and immediately be nice to his replacement. Sort of like, “oh so you were capable of being a decent human being to the kitman this whole time but you just chose not to”
I think there’s such nuance in the way the the team getting nicer grates on Nate, who put up with their bullshit for years, especially since no one ever offers him a real apology. I think he’s definitely crossed lines, but when you look at it from his perspective, it’s easy to see how he got there. Anyway I just appreciate your nuanced takes on Nate and I can’t wait to see nick mohammed pull off another stellar performance in season 3!
Absolutely!
To be fair, I think Nate's aggression from Will stems a lot from power going to his head and being a perfectionist in his work; I'm a big fan of Nate but my God, the man is flawed. However I also think Will is a walking, talking reminder of how the team used to treat Nate, simply by dint of how they don't treat Will. He comes to Richmond and immediately gets handfuls of cash from them at Christmas, he's included in their little bonding rituals, he's part of the gang...whereas we all know the treatment Nate got whenever he tried to help the team.
(And that only finished after a particularly brutal show of strength from Roy. Which, uh, certainly gives Nate an interesting impression of what tactics do and don't work with the footballers.)
So yeah, from Nate's incredibly damaged perspective, having poor Will around must be unbelievably frustrating. He's pissed, and though he handles it badly, it's obvious why he's pissed. It's the moment when Eleanor in The Good Place, seeing her emotionally abusive mum parenting a new daughter, tearfully says that if her mum was capable of parenting the little girl then she was capable of parenting Eleanor but just chose not too. It's the moment in How I Met Your Mother when Barney screams at his absent dad 'well, if you were going to be some lame suburban dad, why couldn't you be one for me?!' - because clearly the team were capable, they were willing to be nice, they just didn't want to be nice to Nate, it must be about him, how they see him, he needs to change to earn their respect, he needs to perform those shows of strength....
...Of course, an outside perspective would tell you that the team's change of attitude from Nate to Will has absolutely nothing to do with Nate, and everything to do with how Ted's philosophy has impacted the team. (If Will had joined Richmond at the beginning of S1 I've no doubt that pre-reformation Isaac, Colin and Jamie would have eaten the poor boy alive, and the rest of the team would have been egging them on or wouldn't have dared stop it.) But Nate's not in the right place to see that. And considering all the history between him and the team, I don't think he should have to just 'man up' and accept that; he deserves that acknowledgement and those apologies. Which I am very much hoping we get this season.
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Leverage/Psych crossover ideas
Shawn and Elliot are cousins. They havent met because Henry is estranged from his sibling who is Elliot’s parent. Team Leverage does a job in Santabarabra while Shawn and co are in the middle of in unrelated murder investigation. They come within mere seconds of crossing paths several times until finally Parker runs into Lassiter. They both see someone do something dumb and mutter the same thing under their breaths. They hear each other and catch eyes. They have a short talk where they bond over being autistic coded. Then they go their separate ways, fully expecting to never see the other again. Yeah, they thought the other person seemed cool but neither of them are really in the market for more friends
The Leverage team finishes their con successfully and leaves town. Somehow the bad guys manage to learn Elliot’s name. Wait, Spencer? Like the psychic? They look into it and yeah turns out they’re related. They kidnap Shawn to get to Elliot and then call Sophie or rather Sophie’s alias and say hey guess what? We’ve got your cousin and unless you undo the damage you did and give us a bunch of money we’ll kill him.
Elliot is confused at first before he remembers yes, he does have a cousin who is from Santabarbara. Didn’t know he was psychic though. (Not that he’s sure he believes that) So they turn around and head back to Santabarbara.
Naturally since Shawn was kidnapped Lassie and Jules are on the case. (And Gus)
At first their are no leads. They have no idea why Shawn was kidnapped. Then, they find security footage and manage to link it back to the same company whose ceo Lassiter arrested for fraud the day before. They aren’t sure what the connection is, but it’s there.
Then team Leverage gets back to town. They team up with the Santabarbara crew and rescue Shawn. (Possibly Elliot intentionally gets himself captured because it’s the quickest way to find Shawn and then takes the bad guys out while Shawn is standing is standing in the background like “wow my cousin is badass!”)
Sidenote: Shawn gets his kidnappers to spill the beans on what’s going on and they tell him about how his cousin framed a guy for fraud. Shawn recognizes that for the half truth it is.
During the time looking for Shawn Parker befriends both Jules and Lassiter. (She goes with her fbi cover, which Hardison has officially made almost full proof in its authenticity.) or not. Idk.
Gus and Alec would obviously love going undercover together. Alec finally has someone who will go along with his dramatics easily, like it’s any other day. Gus meanwhile is used to working with Shawn and is having a blast, cause its very similar. Obviously it’s different then Shawn and Gus, I mean Alec and Gus just met, but its an equal tug and pull of power. They are both just grounded enough that neither one of them is the crazy one, but neither are either of them the completely normal levelheaded one either.
Maybe at the end, Henry reaches out to his estranged sibling or something. As for Sophie and Nate? Well Sophie can’t get involved because she was already the public face of the con. And Nate is intimidated by chief Vick, but he doesn’t tell anyone that. By the end only Shawn and Gus know that the crew are thieves. Lassiter and Jules know something is fishy about them, but hey, it’s probably just fbi stuff. (Plus Jules reached out to her brother and Ewan said Elliot is a good guy.)
Thanks to @duckapus for kickstarting this idea by your leverage psych crossover post
#leverage#psych#elliot spencer#shawn spencer#parker#juliet o’hara#carlton lassiter#burton guster#alec hardison#sorry Sophie and Nate don’t make much of an appearance#also Karen Vick is the best and would easily sniff out Nate’s bullshit#also idk Nate is an okay guy but he gives off weird vibes that I don’t like#and I have projected that onto chief vick#ooh!#maybe she also has her suspicions about the crew#but they are only suspicions#long post
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Normal (part 7)
pairing: fem!character + matt sturniolo
summery: Abigail and Matt have been best friends for years and practically grew up together. the two hiding their feelings for one another, until one stupid drunken dare changes things.
warnings: slight anxiety attack at the end but nothing too major
love, sienna <3
abigail’s pov again!
i’ve been back home for a few days now.
well, not home exactly, i haven’t spoken to my parents in years, but Marylou always insists i stay over for the duration of my visits so that’s exactly what i do.
it’s been good being back though.
i missed Nate so much and i’ve basically been hanging out with him every chance i get.
we’ve already have two “family” movie nights which i cherish more than anything. cuddling with Chris and Trevor on the couch wearing Christmas pyjamas even though it’s summer and making jokes with Jimmy about stupid shit.
i’ve also had Marylou there for me, teaching me all her favourite recipes that she knows her own kids will never be capable of making.
i wasn’t “home” but this is the closet thing i have and i’m content with that.
i’ve seen my sister too, it’s a little weird when you go from seeing someone everyday and crying in their arms to getting coffee once every few months, but i think it’s best for us to be on our own for the most part.
trauma bonds some people, and it separates others, just wish the ladder didn’t happen with us.
being back was needed, it always is.
i moved out to LA purely because of Matt.
when we were kids the plan was always for me to go wherever he went, though i’d much rather stay in Boston, i was happy anywhere as long as i was with my best friend. i needed desperately to be with him at all times.
speaking of my best friend, things have gone back to normal, and i think i’m okay with it.
i’ve been journaling a lot more, trying to process all the emotions i’ve been feeling and it’s been helping a lot to map everything out.
sure, it hurt getting rejected, but it’s nothing i wasn’t expecting. Matt’s my best friend, i can’t expect him to want to be anything more, it wouldn’t be fair to him.
so things have been good.
we’ve still kept up with our late night Mcdonald’s runs where we talk about nothing and everything and watch the stars through the sunroof.
we still cling to each others side in social settings.
and we still help each other with our bad habits, even though for me it’s just an excuse to hold his hand.
although on the outside things were normal, something felt different, emotionally.
it’s as if he’s not telling me something, or maybe he’s just closing himself off. either way i don’t like how it makes me feel, and i don’t like that he has that effect on me.
i am still planning on telling him how i feel, at least i think.
i need the closure, even if his only reaction is to distance himself more, i can’t keep doing this to myself.
and maybe when he rejects me i’ll actually be able to move on and stop being delusional.
god i just wish he wasn’t so good with his mouth, that would make this a lot easier.
i sit in the back of the minivan with Nick and Nate to either side of me as we head on a small road trip to Vermont.
i’ve always loved the east coast, i love the way the trees over take the outdoors and i love all the wildlife that comes with it.
it’s also extremely nostalgic for me because it reminds me of all the Sturniolo road trips i’ve tagged along for growing up.
“are you sure you’re okay if we vlog this?” Chris asks, looking back to me as i zone back into reality. i bite my lip momentarily, because as much as i’d rather not be subjected to the hate that comes with being their friend, i also don’t want to stop them from making content.
so i nod. “yeah it’s okay, i feel like they already know me anyways so it should be fine” i shrug, referring to the viewers that have watched every video my best friends have posted.
but i’d be lying if i said i hadn’t, because i love watching them in their element.
“how much longer till we’re there?” Nick asks Matt, who’s been much more quiet than normal this car ride.
“like 15 minutes i think, we could’ve been there already if Abigail didn’t take forever getting ready” i gasp dramatically.
“i can’t believe you are throwing me under the bus like that Matthew cmon” i bring my knees up to my chest and rest my chin on them.
little do i know Matt’s watching me from the rear view mirror trying to hide his flustered face.
it’s quiet for a moment before the song playing on the speakers changes, and i know what song it is right away.
“Matt why are you playing this corny shit” Chris complains, running his hand through his hair.
i’m so incredibly uncomfortable because i know exactly what playlist is playing and now i know that Matt’s listened to the song that describes my entire life.
i’m not dumb, i knew he was on the playlist, but he hadn’t listened to it in so long and i had been playing it more, and well i love Lizzy Mcalpine.
Matt furrows his eyebrows. “i think it’s cute, you’re just incapable of being romantic”
Chris is clearly annoyed with that response, although it makes me blush slightly, i just sit and watch. “shut the fuck up Matt at least i have the balls to be honest”
i can see the way Matt stops breathing, as if he’s frozen in place. “watch your mouth Chris or i swear to god i’ll drive this car into a tree”
it’s awkwardly silent for a second. “okay! anyways what are we planning on doing when we get there” Nate chimes in, attempting to bring the mood up.
“wait oh my god can we please see the alpacas again i miss them” i chime in, a smile immediately forming on my face. i see Matt now smiling too, both of us internally reminiscing on how often we’d spend time with the animals together growing up.
“we definitely have to, i also wanna hit up the shops because they always have good stuff” he replies, looking to the rear view mirror yet again while waiting for a reply.
“maybe we can find stuff to finally decorate your dungeon of a room too” i joke, but i do mean it, i can’t stand a bland bedroom.
Chris of course is having the time of life laughing at this. “Chris don’t act like your room is any better you all lack interior design skills it breaks my heart”
soon enough we make it to the cabin we’re staying at, and i’m literally giddy with excitement. coming here never gets old.
somehow it smells better here, like the leaves provide a freshness you just can’t get in LA.
i grab my duffel bag out of the trunk and make my way inside, still smiling like a kid on christmas morning.
we situate in our rooms, i’m sharing with Nick as always but i definitely don’t mind because our late night talks bring me so much happiness.
for a moment i forget about Matt, i’m just completely and utterly stress free.
well i forget about him until i look over and see the way his hair falls perfectly just in front of his eyes. fuck i’m so down bad it’s embarrassing.
once we’ve set our selves up we decide to go see the alpacas first since i’ve practically been begging the whole car ride…
“OH MY GOD MATT STOP” i grab his arm and begin to run towards the alpaca enclosure “the ugly one is still here oh my god i love him”
he must be in a bad mood all of a sudden based on the lack of expression on his face and by the way he drops my hand. “yeah why wouldn’t he be? it hasn’t been that long since we’ve been here”
i try to hide the small frown that wants to make its way to my face. Matt was always my biggest supporter and even if he didn’t care what i was talking about, he’d be my biggest fan as i rambled on.
“okay wait we need to feed them they look hungry” Chris laughs, clearly not sensing the tension that was formed moments prior.
Nick walks over with Nate, camera in hand. i forgot that that was happening, a smile now making its way onto my face, although i definitely don’t feel happy.
it’s hard to avoid thinking about the pit in my stomach, but i’m probably just being over dramatic.
“look at his goofy ass” Nate says as he feeds the ugly alpaca Matt and i bonded over two summers ago.
we all take our turns feeding the alpacas and my mood takes a turn for the better. i have to focus on the friends surrounding me and forget about the boy i can’t stop thinking about.
the rest of the day is nice, just doing what we’ve been doing for years, buying the same snow cones and visiting the same stores.
nothing makes me more happy then spending time with my favourite people, as insanely corny as that sounds they are my chosen family.
something about the way i can smell the tree sap as i walk on uneven dirt roads while talking about absolutely nothing. i just really wish the small action of Matt from earlier didn’t effect my mood so much.
but him affecting my mood is nothing new.
by now it’s dark outside, which is my favourite time because of the sky. i instinctively go to tell Matt about the constellations i see in the sky, grabbing his arm without a second thought.
before he can even react i take my arms off of him, now remembering what happened earlier today. “sorry i just noticed the big dipper and wanted to tell you”
“okay” he replies shrugging and continuing to walk, not once taking a glance at the stars above us.
okay?
is that what we say to each other now when we express something we’re passionate about?
okay?
i cant hide the hurt on my face but unfortunately Nick notices right away, i can see the way the gears turn in his head and i know he’s about to say something so i shoot him a look. this doesn’t need to become a big deal.
so we carry on as normal, Chris and Nate throwing some huge stick into a nearby creek while Nick yells at them to stop.
leaving Matt and i standing in what was now awkward silence. not something i’ve had with him often.
we make it back to the cabin and i head straight back to my room. i feel so over stimulated and want nothing more than to take of my denim shorts and rot in bed.
so i do just that, for a moment anyways, just finally making myself comfortable with multiple fuzzy blankets when Nick enters our shared room and sits on the bed next to me.
i let out a sigh. i cant keep these thoughts to myself and although i normally tell Nathan, he’s busy having fun with Chris and Matt doing whatever it is they’re doing in the living room.
“Abigail” he states.
“Nicolas” i reply, followed by yet another dramatic sigh.
he shoots me a concerned look, it’s evident how well he knows me. “wanna inform me on what’s happening?”
i pull a blanket over my face and groan, before eventually coming back out to meet Nicks face still looking at me.
“are you prepared for me to rant for the next ten minutes?” i ask “i have lots to get off my chest”
he shuffles in bed, kicking off his shoes and placing a blanket on his lap. “i’m always prepared”
so i do what i warned him. i talk for the next few minutes, explaining my feelings, the moment in the hot tub, and how that all leads to now.
i try my best to avoid crying because a part of me won’t allow it. my dads voice echoing in the back of my brain telling me to grow up. “i don’t know what i did wrong, i don’t know what to do Nick. i cant live like this anymore”
he hugs me and i immediately break. every feeling i’ve bottled up for years pouring out into his chest.
he just rubs my back as i cry. he doesn’t even need to say anything.
and we stay like this for a while before i pull away.
“i just feel so stupid. part of me thought that the moment in the hot tub would lead to more. i thought that maybe he liked me back or maybe- i don’t know.” i sniffle, trying to gain composure because although i just let myself cry, i don’t feel proud of it.
“Abi you’re allowed to feel. you are a human being with emotions and you need to feel them.” i nod, a tear still making its way down my face. “i can’t give you advice until you speak to him. you’re right, this can’t go on anymore, but until you say something it will.”
“but-“ i begin
“but nothing. obviously he’s being an asshole right now but neither of you know where you stand and that’s confusing for both sides. you can’t keep this in anymore, it’s not normal nor is it healthy. okay?” he finishes, waiting for a response.
i sigh. “okay. not tonight though, i need to process what i’m gonna say i think.” i reply, pulling the blankets back up to my chin. “you can go hangout with them if you want i know i’m being annoying right now”
“don’t say stupid shit you’ll never annoy me.” he slaps my arm playfully, causing a smile to form on my face.
i don’t know why it feels so difficult to tell Matt how i feel. he’s my best friend. the only person in the world who knows everything about me, other than the fact that i’m in love with him. and it breaks my heart that i struggle to tell him.
i just wish it didn’t matter this much to me i wish i didn’t base my self worth off of how much a boy looks at me or if he’s excited about the things that make me happy. i’m nothing without him. i mean without Matt i don’t know who i am, and now he’s pushing me away all because of a stupid drunken fling
it breaks my heart that no matter how hard i’ve tried to suppress these feelings i’m forced to confront them. maybe i’m running away from what i feel, or maybe i’m choosing the safer option.
the option that’s supposed to leave me less hurt.
yet here i am with Nick sleeping beside me, trying to suppress more tears.
my heart rate increases and my breathing speeds up. god i feel so weak, so stupid, so hopeless.
if Matt were here he’d tell me to focus on my breath. he’d hold my hands and talk me through all my worries. he’d rub my back till i’ve fully calmed down and then do some stupid baby voice to cheer me up.
if he were here i’d be whole again, but he’s not, and i’m just here at three in the morning stressed and alone.
i need fresh air.
a/n: i kinda hate this i think but that’s okay lolz
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How would Romanced!Companions react to a Synth version of Sole's spouse coming back?
Cait: “You’re not considering replacing me with a robot, are ya?” Cait asked as if it was an obvious joke. Sole would clasp her shoulder and reassure her that no one could ever take her place. But instead, Sole looked at their feet in shame. “He’s/She’s a synth, for fuck’s sake! I’m a real person!” She shoved Sole. Tears stung her eyes. Cait could hardly speak when she added, “I love you, Sole. This thing does not.”
Curie: “I understand the plight of synths as well as any of us. But Sole... this person is not Nate/Nora. Surely they know this?” Curie listened patiently as Sole explained how their spouse’s synth had memories of their marriage and Shaun. Hell, they even remembered when the bombs fell. “If you must help them navigate these feelings, I support you, my love. I just need reassurance that throughout this journey you remember our own special bond.”
Danse: “That is... disturbing.” Danse understood exactly what it was like to have memories that weren’t your own. A voice sounding like someone else. A body that was created to house a different soul. His veins iced with terror when he thought of what memories Nate/Nora held of Sole. And if that changed his relationship with them. “What are you going to do?” The question made Danse’s belly heavy as lead. He almost didn’t want to know their answer, but ultimately it was Sole’s choice.
Deacon: Deacon sometimes wondered what he’d do if another synth of Barbara came back. He knew she wouldn’t be the original, but the Institute would’ve probably loaded her brain with memories of their marriage and lazy days on the farm and dreams of starting a family. Maybe even darker ones, such as her murder. He truly felt for what Nate’s/Nora’s synth was enduring. Hell, he could only imagine what was going through Sole’s own head. The spy just had one question, and he asked it as he stroked the back of Sole’s neck with a tender touch. “Will you choose me?” Deacon didn’t have it in him to admit to Sole that he’d choose them over Barbara every time. Even the real Barbara. He was afraid Sole would think he was lying.
Hancock: “Does he/she have everything he/she needs?” Hancock knew how dangerous the Commonwealth was for a newborn synth. Their occasional memory lapses and self-doubt made for unsavory scams and itchy trigger fingers. He would worry about any jealousy he harbored after he made sure Nate/Nora and Sole were safe. “Tell them to come to Goodneighbor. Hell, I’ll even bring them home myself.” Sole tried to search Hancock’s eyes for any lingering feelings, but the ghoul stayed stoic and calm. “I know we’re thick as thieves, Sunshine. I ain’t about to let anyone fuck with what we got.”
MacCready: MacCready used to have nightmares about Lucy when he and Sole first got together. He dreamt that she found them asleep in bed; his muscled arm slung over Sole’s body like a security blanket. Even after he woke up, MacCready could still hear Lucy’s soft crying in the birds chirping outside his window or water running as Sole drew a bath. Moving on from Lucy sometimes felt like betrayal. But now Sole didn’t have to move on from Nate/Nora, and he wasn’t sure where that left him. “I’m, um, happy for you. But, I mean...” MacCready anxiously scratched the back of his neck. “Where does that leave us, Sole? Are you gonna leave me for a synth?” Because the truth was, MacCready would never leave Sole for Lucy’s ghost no matter how badly she haunted him.
Preston: “The Institute will really stop at nothing to get you back.” Preston was sure this was the boogeymen’s last attempt at stealing Sole from the Minutemen. Yet underneath his initial anger, there was worry. He wasn’t sure if Sole still loved their spouse enough to leave him for their imitation. “Promise me you won’t fall for it, babe. This has to be a trap.”
Piper: “You know they’re not really your spouse, right?” Piper was terrified at the prospect of Sole’s husband/wife returning. She had no idea if Sole would leave her for them. And if Sole did, Piper worried it meant she’d been a placeholder all along. “They’ll walk and talk like Nate/Nora, but it isn’t them. I’m really me, Blue. Just... remember that when you’re with them.”
Nick: Nick was extremely sensitive to Sole’s feelings when Nate/Nora returned, albeit as a synth. Sole had already been through so much, and he was worried this would rekindle their grief. “Anything you need, just let me know.” He knew Sole wouldn’t leave him. His partner just needed space and understanding.
X6-88: X6 was furious at Father for bringing back Sole’s spouse. Everyone in the Institute knew how close he had gotten to Sole, and he worried their relationship would be thrown away to this... lesser synth. “Be wise about this, Sole. They aren’t who they think they are. That’s the entire point of rogue synths.”
#fallout 4#fallout 4 reactions#why were deacon's and maccready's so edgy i apologize#i've always wanted to write a fic about this#fallout 4 deacon#maccready#nick valentine#fallout 4 piper#fallout 4 cait#curie fallout 4#x6-88#preston garvey#paladin danse#hancock
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what happened to Cable’s wife and daughter?
well, it shouldn't be any surprise that 616 nathan is a perpetual bachelor actually and does not in fact have a wife (unless we are counting one wade w wilson, nathan's long-term long-distance low-commitment casual girlfriend)
he's had girlfriends over the years but i don't think nathan's the marrying type, save for, of course, the time wade and nate were biologically linked. sounds pretty close to married.
nathan never been married but definitely divorced summers.
he actually was married in some alternative future to (reads notes) ...aliya... who survived for a grand total of one issue.
i actually have this issue. but i didn't even remember it.
f in the chat for nathan's wife, aliya dayspring (1993–1993)
and they had a son. who is also dead. f in the chat for tyler.
(i can't believe nathan's son is named tyler. such a fucking white boy name. wade would bully him relentlessly if he found out nate had a son called tyler. fucking tyler. it's a shame he's dead. eleanor would bully him relentlessly too. fucking tyler. i think i should write tyler into 9319 and he has to babysit eleanor at some point and eleanor is an unrelenting terror and definitely makes him cry.)
as for his daughter, she's around. she's adopted. i love her.
hope summers, my beloved. she does exist in 9319. in fact, i have a whole post about fatherhood scripted between nate and wade that will come around eventually. eventually.
not me clutching messy fathers with daddy issues wade wilson and nathan summers so very close to my chest and waiting for them to bond over it. canon never gave me this. i need wade wilson to ask nathan for dadhood advice. i need it like i need oxygen.
("you were always like a father to me." wade wilson says to nathan summers, under the moonlight. nathan summers says "that is so fucking weird for you to say." a beat of silence across the cosmos.)
#sci speaks#this answer got out of hand.#anyway we can get into the daddy issues at a later date. wade will probably speak at great length about it in therapy.
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Mastermind Parker thoughts
The first few jobs are hard because she feels the weight of the new responsibility, until Hardison and Eliot manage to remind her that she's not doing this alone.
The "Let's go steal a..." sometimes gets very abstract and surreal
First time Eliot has no choice but to kill on a job, Parker blames herself because Nate was able to stop him from ever killing or being forced to kill, so Eliot confesses to the Big Bang Job warehouse incident, and they have a super soft Parker-Eliot moment with that adorable bond of understanding they have between them
Archie is unbelievably proud of her
It goes without saying that Hardison and Eliot are too, and there was never any question of them completely supporting her
I mean, Eliot's reaction to her calling the shots in the potato job instead of either Nate or Sophie was a very enthusiastic "Sweet!" so he definitely always knew she could do it
Well that one point turned into a ramble, but it's nearly 5am so...
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hey do you have an au for Jamie meeting a Jamie who didn’t go into football? ;-)
I’ll be real I read this and typed. A whole list of Jamie AU’s. Then I reread your ask and realized you specified where they meet canon jamie. Whoops.
So in most of those AUs the issue is not that Jamie isn’t playing football, it’s more that he IS playing but a change has occurred.
I’ve got s1 Jamie meets girl!Jamie. At first everyone assumes that he’s gonna be an asshole about girls playing football. They are then annoyed and a little insulted when instead he meets her and is like ‘thank FUCK finally someone who can play good.’ The two of them trauma bond and turn into a little annoying world of ‘we shall play 1-on-1 together, fuck everyone else’ (cue lots of ‘oh god there’s two of them’). Meanwhile Ted is noticing how the two of them together seem….happy? And like, they certainly can pass to each other, so Ted starts scheming on how he can leverage that to them passing to everyone. But when that doesn’t work, a version of the the ‘practice’ scene from 1x06 happens and whichever one of them is there as a witness loses their shit at Ted for it. Cue drama
I’ve got s3 Jamie meets s1 post-fire Jamie and goes ‘ooooooh, I did not realize how transparent my issues were. Oh no. Oh no, I gotta do something to help.’ This is mainly Jamie trying to give love to his former self, who is furiously jealous of everything his future self has and doesnt believe him at all when jamie tries to explain ‘no no, this can be you!’ Cue angst.
And then I’ve got a ‘Where is Jamie?’ AU that is more about the cascade of butterfly effects that he’s had on the team. Basically the two Richmonds meet, and Other Richmond is…well, for starters they got relegated in season 1 and never got promoted again. They came so very close though. There’s no Total Football, there was never even a Zava. Nate, having not been bullied as much, never went full dark side and left for West Ham (as a result though he has a LOT of unresolved anger stored up at Ted).
But the biggest domino that never fell was Keeley, who never dated Jamie, and therefore never met Rebecca OR Roy. As a result it took Rebecca a lot longer to soften to…everything. Without Keeley to force her hand over the paparazzi photo, she didn’t confess that she’d been trying to sabotage Richmond until well into season two. She’s made progress, but her and Ted are far more tentative with each other, and because of how long it took the blow up was much bigger. Roy is on assistant coach, but his retirement was more of a whimper than a bang. He’s hanging onto his job like a life raft and he is severely depressed. Keeley is still floating around, doing modeling. She has tried to work her way into a few PR companies but hasn’t had much luck, so she’s currently working on her degree. Her life isn’t much worse, but it’s not great.
So canon!Richmond looks at all of this and goes ‘okay. So where the fuck is jamie?’
Meanwhile Jamie is trying to not hear ‘we only want you for your football’ but it’s really really hard given the circumstances.
They do eventually find that universe’s jamie living as a bartender in Manchester. Life has not been kind but he’s made the best of it. That said he takes one look at this Jamie, who is softer and lighter and happier than he’s ever been and who actually plays football, and thinks his old mates from the academy are playing a cruel prank on him— the fact that they somehow got Roy Kent in on it is an extra kick while he’s down.
Ironically he has been making a killing placing bets against Richmond (and other teams, but he doesn’t tell them that) because he’s taken all his passion for football and turned it into dissecting how awful other teams play, which actually makes for really good coaching strategy advice. You see where this is going.
#please excuse any typos I typed this on my phone throughout my workday#jamie tartt#ted lasso#canon divergence#AUs#ask box is always open
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Hi!!
This will be a bit more of a personal rant / ramble about spop if that's okay!
So like I was around 11 when the first season of spop came out. My sister followed Nate and was very excited for the project so we watched it, and we both really liked it!!
So each time every season came out we watched it and came up with fan theories and all that jazz! Keep in mind, we never really rewatched seasons in between. So we watched season 2, waited around half year and then watch season 3 when it came out. So we never watched season 2 again in between those months. This makes it that you forget some things, but that was alright.
I think this is the way the show is meant to be watched. It was enjoyable, we came up with theories, we came up with ships, we bonded with the characters. Season 4 was my favourite season because of all the tension and drama!!
And then well, season 5 was a bit of a letdown, but yeah sure! That's fine, y'know. I am not a shipper at all, my sister is aware at this point that her ships are never really popular so she didn't have her hopes up (she ships glimmadora). She also followed Nate so she knew that he liked c//a and stuff.
Anyways, when the show was finished, people really started watching it because of the lgbt representation. This always felt weird to me? It didn't make sense? I didn't watch Spop with the idea in mind that c//a would become canon in the end. Which made the show a whole lot easier to watch.
I also felt like.. it wasn't really the point of the show at all? There was just a kiss at the end that was about the romance the show had gotten, I didn't get it (im aromantic asexual so maybe that's why).
I have a lesbian friend (they/she) for example, who watched the show for c//a. Which is fine, they really like it and they relate to c/tra, due to trauma and stuff. It's just that it felt so.. weird talking to them about the show. Because everything about the show kinda felt like it was about c//a for them? Just like how you anti-spop blogs talk about how c//a shippers can make any scene about c//a. That's how it felt. Now I didn't really mind, but it felt odd to me.
Either way. At some point, me and my sister finally convinced my other sister to join our rewatch. Which was,, tough. Well, it was alright, in the sense that, I just focused on my favourite characters and (platonic) relationships. (Entrapta! Scorpia! Glimmer!! Adora!!! :D!!)
But the c//a kiss at the end made me physically cringe. (Literally)
I don't really have a point to make! I just believe that Spop isn't meant to be binge-watched? I feel like? I really really enjoyed my first watch, and I have very conflicted feelings about it (due to nostalgia too. dt being the first enban ive ever seen on tv?? mindblowing!!).
I like it. But also as an emotional abuse survivor, it also is just.. tough. All in all it's just, a bit, disappointing?
I guess that's it :) that's my ramble.
I'm not sure if anyone has any similar experiences, as pretty much everyone I know watched it after all seasons came out and it has risen in popularity.
Have a nice day!! Love ur blog
Awwwww thanks for your kind words, also it's ok, the ask buttons says "Rant with Me!" for that reason, I love hearing rants! But yeah, I personally was never that big of a fan, but it's good that you like it! But yeah the representation is definitely bad, the only bisexual character get in m x f ships, which is fine, ofc bisexual people don't have to date only people of the same gender, but...they never show attraction towards other people of the same gender?! The only bi characters get in m x f ships, one of them was extremely rushed, and one of them was creepy considering it looked like an adult dating a teen. Also the main couple is literally just a victim falling back into the cycle and kissing her sister who literally gave her trauma.
#anti spop#spop criticism#spop discourse#spop critical#spop crit#anti catra#anti catradora#spop salt#anti c//a#antic//a#anti glimbow#I mean not really “anti”#because it's not toxic#but it's so rushed#like Glimmer blushed at Bow once#and now they love each other?
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okay lets talk about grifting patterns:
Sophie is comically bad at acting, but when she grifts, she shifts seamlessly into these characters that she invents. And I think it's because she identifies so strongly with her own characters that she isn't really even acting as them, she just becomes them. She has horrible identity issues, but really, every single person she becomes is a part of The Real Sophie Deveraux.
Nate has an all consuming need for control and so when he grifts, he goes for really sleazy, overbearing roles (the lawyer, the salesman, etc) and he plays them incredibly well! He plays roles that demand control and clearly have ulterior motives, which is just. him lol.
Elliot, as stated by the director, plays his grifts very "power negative", which takes advantage of other people's need for control. He gives a vibe of being very non-threatening, like "don't worry, you're the one in charge, i'm just a meek little IT guy". He's sort of the polar opposite of himself when he does these roles, and so I think it's interesting that he chose to play the role of a doctor in that one multi-perspective flashback. Cause he sees himself as a guy who hurts others, and there he was playing the role of someone who heals others.
Hardison is fun because I think it's kind of a common trope for fictional MMORPG players to create their avatar in a way that makes up for the things they lack in real life. Which is cool because when Hardison grifts, he tends to go really big!! He plays up his characters with such big grandiose personas that they're just, completely fictional.
And then Parker. She's bad at grifting. She's emotionally and socially stunted and really can't tell how people are feeling or what they want, so she can't effectively Give them what they want. She's also been a thief her whole life, so her instincts at this point are "get in, steal, get out. don't be noticed. dont be discovered". Having to stand there and interact with some person and create this fake bond with them goes entirely against the way she is supposed to work. So she has to rely on the bonds she has with her team and trust that they will get her in and out of the locked safe of human interaction unscathed. It makes me emo to think about.
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succession s4 e7 recap: 🍆🍆🇺🇸
this week's recap is nothing short of a trauma dump from this here political operative.
never in my life did i think i would relate to nate, but there truly is nothing scarier than election eve....
we start the episode off the disguisting brothers, preparing for a long night at ATN.
tom has seemingly still not slept and greggory peggory is still recovering from his night on the town with one lukas mattson.
a few levels up, team shiv and team roman are also gearing up for a long night.
other than the distinct lack of booze, i'd say the vibes are pretty realistic.
roman with mencken was always my least favorite version of roman. this episode is no exception.
in fact, i think i'm demonstratively anti-roman in this episode.
and gerri is nowhere to be seen:((
shiv is worried about mattson letting greg in on their little plans.
as she should. rule number 1: don't talk to greg.
rava has to deal with kendall yet again.
this woman is a saint. someone save her.
ken is still on his "everything i do, i do for my children"-shit. you know, everything except ensure that a fascist doesn't make it to the white house.
honestly, this episode is really, very good.
i never wanna watch it again.
mencken bonds with roman over the fact that they both hate the word 'narrative'.
he is prepared to lose and for a millisecond i was hopeful.
tom and greg do coke behind a whiteboard.
this is the right wing politics that i know. 10/10 great representation.
however, we all know how tom is with drugs. he does them all wrong and feels wrong and immediately begins spiraling.
my body is very bad at many things, such as producing enough serotonin, but years of campaigning means my stomach has superpowers.
gas station sushi? no problem. leftover pizza from the night before? don't feel a thing.
i'm stronger than tom, is what i'm saying. activists just do it better, i guess.
connor represents all politicians, all the time:
now, i respect all the politicians i work for loads, but there is just something inherently narcisstic about having six people cater to your needs constantly.
and most of them are unfortunately not as funny as connor.
tom is being a little shit.
with no moves left, shiv tells him she's pregnant.
it's not entirely unreasonable of tom to ask if it's even true, or if it's a tactic telling him that, but he's still a little shit for doing it.
i hate hate hate that we only got like four minutes of shiv girlbossing before she was back to doing everything wrong again... i support women's wrongs, but c'mon:(((
connor is by far my favorite part of this episode.
i just think they are neat<3
ken has his sister's back and i could rewatch those few seconds over and over and over.
fuck tom and his stupid touch screens.
and fuck roman too.
basically, there's a fire in wisconsin and ballots have been lost. historically, those votes have been overwhelmingly democrat, but roman wants them to call wisconsin for mencken, disregarding the burnt up ballots altogether.
he sends his talking points to ravenhead, who goes on an on-air rant, and the rest of the sibs take to the floor at ATN as well, much to greg's dismay.
shiv tries to threaten greg so that he doesn't tell her brothers about her plans with mattson.
as much as i love shiv threatening to pull greg's organs out his asshole, it isn't very effective.
there's an incident with wasabi.
i question a lot of decisions made in this episode, but perhaps most curious of all is the choice of lemon flavored la croix??????
i would laugh more at this if i wasn't so ridden with anxiety.
connor lands an embassadorship in the new mencken administration.
willa is skeptical of the fascism etc but still....
connor makes a speech. i love it when he does that.
we get a brief moment with the old guard, gerri not included.
we get basically no karl:/
instead we get roman being an asshole scene after scene after scene.
pls stop i can't take it anymore!!!
kendall is torn between team shiv and team roman, presumably because he can't decide what outcome will be most helpful to his own ambitions.
oh and there's the whole "my daughter might be in danger if mencken wins", but that seems to be secondary.
because he was vulnerable with shiv for a minute, he feels even more betrayed when he learns about her plans with mattson.
from greg of course. fucking greg.
the hugging era is truly a thing of the past.
i wish i had more jokes, but honestly this episode just made me very, very sad.
roman, ken and tom decide to call the election for mencken, despite shiv's desperate attempts.
and i just have to say, i know shiv isn't altruistic. i know she thinks a jimenez win will benefit her more than mencken will. i knooooow.
it's still very sad.
they call it for mencken.
me every single election night.
roman is very much in the camp of nothing fucking matters, and i guess he is right in a way.
it won't really matter to him or kendall.
it will for sophie, though. it will for jess.
ouffff....
roman now has a direct line into the west wing.
that being said, i don't think he's a very reliable partner for them.
in the end, mencken will do what is good for mencken. the same goes for roman.
i think ken might end up regretting this whole endeavor very, very soon.
tom becomes the face of this political scandal.
can't wait for it to bite him in the arse.
shiv makes a final rallying cry to mattson, but it somehow feels hollow to me.
this shiv girlie is starting to lose hope.
anyway, rava doesn't want ken to come over to see the kids because he prioritized his own project of becoming his dad over keeping them safe.
i guess i agree with him that the poison does, perhaps, drip down.
what a depressing episode!
i'm glad we are getting something to celebrate next week - logan's funeral wiii !!
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I post so many pics of the big guy, but I don't think I've really gone into his background too much...and I was in the mood to info dump!
Nathanial Alasdair Watt
Age: 37
Nationality: Scottish
As the General of the Commonwealth Minutemen, he has earned a place in the hearts of the people. His kind demeanor and bravery have won him the admiration of many. As a pre-war, decorated war hero, Nate knows a thing or two about combat, leadership, and survival. His reputation precedes him.
Just a bunch of facts and screenies of my boy below the cut 🙌
Cat Like Reflexes and sense of exploration: At 6ft, he's surprisingly agile on his feet. Growing up in his family's profession (that's still a secret 😏) he needed that upper body strength and found he was more than comfortable being up high. 💪🏻
Teddy Bear: He comes across as someone not to mess with, but this big lad has a big heart and a big personality that is tested a lot post-war...but when you're General of the Minutemen... whilst simultaneously trying to make sure the other factions don't annihilate each other... well you gotta maintain a sense of humour... so Nate enjoys knowing people find him intimidating, just to watch their faces when he deadpans a somewhat dubious response... oh and he'll never ditch that twirly mustache! (his tats are a form of self expression, but two have meaning. The rose on his neck, with Nora's name...and Shaun's name under his wedding band)
The Wanderer: The fact that he ended up settling down was a surprise to him as much as it was to everyone who knew him pre-war. Nate grew up on the road, his family traveled all over. Moving to America from Scotland when he was was a young lad of fifteen... leaving homeland was something that took Nate some time to accept and it wasn't until his sister came along two years later that Nate stopped being angry at the world.
The Sole Survivor: Seventeen years her senior, he was very close to his baby sister Elspeth, and was as much a part of defining the bright young woman she grew up to be. Nate and Nora recognised El needed stability and had a dream of doing more than just tinkering. She had a knack for robotics and fascination for how things work. So they offer her a place to stay whilst she studied in Boston. Losing his best friend and partner in crime is particularly hard on Nate, because El was the only person he could ever truly let his guard down around.
Atom's Gift: Nate's unphased by a lot of things, and one of those things is radiation. "Sole Survivor" isn't a new moniker to Nate, who's often found himself coming to in wake of destruction. Survivor's guilt is something he's had to endure many times over... and to some extent it makes him reckless... it's difficult to keep a level head in the heat of the moment when you feel like nothing can touch you.
Protector of Strays: So when he stumbles up a canny looking German Shepherd, he doesn't think twice about letting him tag along. "Dugmeat" helps Nate a lot in the early days out of the Vault, and it is rare you'll see Nate without his hairy shadow (oh and taking in 'strays' does extend to the human variety)
Nobody is beyond redemption (mostly): Nate's fatal flaw is probably his inibility to say no, and if faced with someone (or a group of someones) whom may be deemed 'unsavoury' or 'a risk' if Nate sees potential, then he's gonna try. So, when Nate meets MacCready, he sees a lot of his younger self... a young guy down on his luck who just needs somebody to give him a chance... it isn't long before the pair bond and Nate truly takes the young scrap under his wing. Being close in ages with his late sister, he's used to dealing with difficultly headstrong individuals... But to be clear, you only get one chance. If you break his trust, don't expect to be given a second chance.
More than just business partners: When Nate meets Jacob, the stranger who hears his radio broadcast about setting up a new Settlement in his old neighbourhood of Sanctuary Hills with his "ASAM" sensors. Nate decides to humor the guy, and quickly finds himself revisiting feelings he'd spent a great deal of his younger years trying to ignore... and tries to again. But in the Commonwealth, life has a way of reminding you that every moment is precious... Nate takes a chance.
At a Minute's Notice: A natural leader and protector, the Minutemen reformation was the foundation Nate needed to build upon. With Jake's ASAMs and Nate's influence, more factions emerge in the Commonwealth, and Nate is more than happy to support in any way he can... if there is a uniform that fits, he'll wear it.
All seeing he is not: Sometimes the world has a way of humbling you and there is nothing more frustrating for this Sole Survivor than having his specs knocked off his face in the heat of battle...or having to rummage around in the dirt and debris long after.
I can't wait to tell you their story
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Who I Ship on Euphoria
Do not take this too seriously. This is just brainstorming. Besides, it is also just a fiction within a fiction.
If I were writing Euphoria, Rue Bennett would really open up to someone, more than she did to Jules. She acts tough, but deep down, she is fragile, so she needs someone sensitive and perceptive about human emotions... someone like Lexi Howard.
If that ship is all too obvious, the Cupid in me feels a lot bolder than to be predictable. Nate Jacobs seems to be improving as a person, but to do so, he has to confront a lot of repressed emotional pain. I feel as though he is in a very needy place right now.
At the same time, Jules is still reeling, I believe, from the breakup with Rue. It would not be something that would last to the series finale, but I feel as though Jules might drift back to Nate, not just out of loneliness, but as a diametrically opposed reaction to being with Rue, Nate's enemy. I think Nate and Jules would turn to each other in a spiral, realize it could not be in the long term, and so go full circle from enemies to lovers to friends.
That is still not as surprising as where else I would go. Maddy has been chasing Nate, and unable to make him behave. His semi-reform has been more for Jules's sake than for anyone else. What might Maddy conclude? She would conclude that she needs a guy who is the exact opposite of Nate.
Well, who is that? The forgotten, meek ex-boyfriend of a character no longer on the show: Ethan Daley. Maddy would feel no attraction initially, but would tell herself she had to change her habits to forget Nate.
I picture Maddy at a party where Ethan is the wallflower, Maddy deliberately ignoring all of the popular and/or edgy boys and telling herself to approach Ethan, downing a drink, then firmly grabbing Ethan's hand.
"Wha-where are we going?" Ethan might say.
"We're gonna f***. It's your first time, so I'll do the work. Just relax, already! I won't bite!"
From this random encounter, the two would form an unlikely, deep emotional bond, as boyfriend and girlfriend, giving them both the happiness that had eluded them.
For another unlikely pairing... sort of: I feel that Cassie's instability would result in her clinging, to some extent, to someone physically very much like herself, in a moment of impulsivity, as much as a means of reaffirming her sense of self as out of attraction in the usual sense. In addition, her relationship with Maddy was so flirtatious as to indicate that Cassie may not be exclusively for the boys.
Though from very different backgrounds, Cassie Howard and Faye bear a remarkable resemblance. I picture Cassie, drink in hand, randomly bumping into Faye (maybe literally bumping into each other), like in a restroom. Cassie would impulsively kiss Faye on the lips (they are Chloe Cherry's lips, so who wouldn't want to?), then Cassie would panic a bit, but Faye, having seen (and done) it all, would be unfazed, and just say, "That's okay". The camera would then cut to another scene entirely, unrelated to this, leaving it ambiguous what, if anything, happened next.
#Euphoria#Rue Bennett#Lexi Howard#Rue x Lexi#Nate Jacobs#Jules Vaughn#Nate x Jules#Maddy Perez#Ethan Daley#Cassie Howard#Faye#fanfic#shipping#Maude Apatow#Jacob Elordi#Hunter Schafer#Alexa Demie#Austin Abrams#Sydney Sweeney#Chloe Cherry#fashion#makeup#cinematography
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The Syndicate
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Ted Lasso/Rebecca Welton, fluff & romance. S3 departure after the Amsterdam episode.
Prompt: All of AFC Richmond is shipping Ted & Rebecca ... before there’s even anything to ship yet.
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April 2022
It's a habit by now. Every Friday, Will comes around and collects the subs, and Leslie maintains the book. It's been a while since anything new was added apart from people moving their dates. The book has claimed many wishful thinkers, many die-hard romantics, and even Roy. Once a week, Leslie sits with the book and checks for missed dates or special bets, which are certain not to happen, and he draws a neat pencil line through them. For over two years, he's kept this book going. It's looking pretty battered and bruised. The glitter Keeley had added has faded and mostly been rubbed off. The tin (more of a small safe now) sits and grows fatter and fatter, its winnings unclaimed. Everyone has had to review their timings at least once, even Beard. Some have added new dates three or four times. The lure of super weird, obscure, or just obscene bets has passed. Only a few of those remain. Leslie is pleased to be getting out the book this week - he gets to add Nate back into the fold.
January 2020
Leslie Higgins watched another morning biscuit delivery arrive and braced for impact. Rebecca hated this biscuits with the Boss situation. She hated Ted Lasso, Leslie could see it in her eyes. He knew it well, she hated him with the same intensity. She was ferocious and venomous, but with one bite of those buttery biscuits each morning, she was a new woman. It was a week or so before the Gala, roughly a month into Ted's tenure, that Leslie first took note that Rebecca’s demeanour was beginning to… change (he absolutely daren’t say soften). He popped down to the stationary cupboard and got out a new A4 lined notebook. Innocent enough. He stole back up his office and opened up the fresh, crisp book. The Syndicate he wrote in the top centre of the first page. He got out a ruler and carefully drew a sharp pencil line all the way down the page on the left-hand side, leaving enough space for names. He added another two lines down the page. Then, he added the headers: name, date, description, and amount. He wrote his own name on the first line, along with the date. Under description, he wrote January 2021, and then in the amount column, he put £5.00. Then he put the book in his bottom desk drawer, under a stack of financial papers and a crisp £5 note in an old empty metal tin, and then he tried to forget about both items.
Keeley wasn't quite sure what prompted it initially, but around the Gala and bonding with Rebecca, something started changing. She noticed Leslie watching Rebecca rather intently, and that makes her watch Leslie more intently. At first, she thinks the worst. Has Leslie truly got a crush on Rebecca? Impossible! Then, when she meets Julie, she's convinced that she got the wrong end of the stick. With 5 kids and a 30-year marriage, the Higgins' couldn't be more in love. He definitely doesn't have a crush. She leaves the odd thoughts to marinade in her mind, the Jamie situation weighing more heavily. When Rebecca offers her a job and a chance to deepen their friendship, Keeley grabs it with both hands.
"I saw Rupert in the pub the other day." Rebecca states over a cup of tea while they're sorting out Keeley’s contract.
"How did it go?" Leslie asks before Keeley can.
"He challenged Ted to a darts game. Ted said that if he won, Rupert could choose the team for the next matches, but if he lost, he could never come to the owner's box again while I'm in charge." Leslie's cup practically vibrates off the saucer, Keeley frowns at the sound.
"And?"
"Ted won! It was wonderful!"
"Hmmm. Interesting." Leslie says into his teacup.
"Well, at least you won't have him creeping up on you for a bit!" Keeley says brightly. It's not until she and Leslie leave Rebecca to her afternoon meetings that Keeley has the chance to be alone with him. She follows him to his office, "Whatever you've got going on, I want in." She tells him, staring him down. Leslie lets out a strange choked sound.
"I… I… don't know what you're talking about." He stutters. Keeley arches an eyebrow.
"Alright, fine. There's a weekly Syndicate running on Rebecca and Ted. £5 a week for any date of your choosing plus specials if there's anything in particular you want to add."
"Who else is in?"
"Coach Beard. Nate. Me. That's it for now."
"Beard? Interesting. Put me in, and I'll have a special as well, I'll go for…" She taps her finger to her lips, "March 2021. I give it a year. And my special is… he goes first, but she goes hard."
"Bold, I like it."
"What did the others go for?" She asks, looking over his shoulder as he digs the book out from its hiding place.
"Beard has gone for the end of next season - May 2021. Nate has gone early - this Christmas coming, December 2020."
"Big range of dates there. Any specials?"
"Nothing wild, Beard put in £200 that we'll all find out from a paparazzi shot rather than from them."
"Fair. Could happen, for sure."
"Nate's special is that it first happens in the boot room."
"Eww. Smelly."
"Quite."
"Bet I can get us some more interested parties…" Keeley muses.
"As long as we keep it quiet."
"Quiet is… not my middle name, but I'll do my best!"
The next time Leslie gets the book out, it's been Keeley-fied. His hands come away covered in glitter, and there are feathers stuck to the front of the book. He's got three names to add - Bumbercatch, Isaac, and Mae from the pub have all collared him. He's going to need help with collecting the subs each week at this rate. He adds the dates they've requested from where he'd scribbled them on a post-it note and puts their £15 total into the kitty.
May 2020
In April, he quits and leaves the book with Keeley. When he returns over a month later, just about the whole team has been added to the book, and Will has been appointed Debt Collector. Over the course of the next 7 months, every member of the club staff and team are in. Except Ted and Rebecca. The specials list has grown a little wild, and Leslie is not quite sure how he'd pay those out should any of them come true. There's well in excess of £10k in the tin. He's had to upgrade to a small safe. Every Friday, Will arrives with the weekly subs. They're easily putting in £250 a week - across 50 people, not including special bets. He's amazed that none of it has reached Rebecca and Ted yet. It's shortly after the first Truthbomb that Rebecca first approaches Keeley.
"So now that we're all good again…" She begins hopefully,
"Uhuh?" Keeley looks up from her phone. She's been propping Roy up on the decisions regarding his future.
"What's the Syndicate?" Rebecca whispered. Keeley drops the phone.
"Umm, I don't know? What do you mean?"
"Well, I'm not entirely sure. I've heard lots of people talking about it for ages now. It's not a cult, is it? Or do we have another curse?" Keeley's eyes are like saucers.
"Noooo! Of course we don't have another curse. And I'm fairly sure we're not home to a cult either." She sips her tea. "But I've no idea what the Syndicate is." She lies.
December 2020
Nate is the first to fall. His eager date passes with no results. Unperturbed, he re-adds his name to the bottom of the list with a new date: April 2021. Nate's date did hold a lot of promise though - seeing Ted and Rebecca turn up on Leslie's doorstep singing Christmas songs evoked a flurry of bets and an optimism which carried them all through till the spring.
2021
If Sassy was a spanner in the works, Sam is the fly in the ointment. Keeley was beside herself with the knowledge that Rebecca had been sleeping with him. He'd been putting into the Syndicate! He'd chosen a date of late summer 2021, with a special bet stating that it would happen when Ted returned from his summer break in Kansas! The ending of the relationship, the second Truthbomb, and the promotion back into the Premier League led to a new outpouring of bets, which by summer had fizzled out again, and poor Sam had his date crossed out. He went for December 2021 for his next turn.
With Ted's return from his summer break, he paid his usual visit to Rebecca - with biscuits.
"Hey boss, what's a Syndicate?" Rebecca froze with a biscuit halfway to her mouth.
"It's ummm… well t's a… umm… Oh Ted, I'm not entirely sure. I mean, I think it's like a lottery? So the more people who put into it, the better chance there is of winning."
"So it's just a lottery? The guys downstairs are all just playing the lottery? They're millionaires. That don't seem quite right, Betty White."
"Maybe it's the thrill of the gamble?"
"I ain't an expert, boss, but wouldn't they be better goin' for horses? Or poker?" Rebecca shrugged.
"Oohh! Maybe it's a team specific thing? Maybe they're betting on how the club will do next season?" She tapped the newspaper, one of the many which had them estimated to finish the season last in the table.
"Hmmm, nah. I just had to take them to the sewer to get them to believe in us."
"You don't think? How many we'll win? Or score?" She suggests. Ted leans forwards, elbows on knees to get closer,
"Y'know, I heard somethin' about specials?" He says quietly. Rebecca gasped.
"Maybe they mean hat tricks or Jamie's hair changes?" She muses. He points excitedly,
"Yeah! Yeah, yeah, boss! You got it!"
"We should tell them we want in."
"We should tell them we want in."
"Cos we're going to win the whole thing, Ted."
"We're gonna win the whole fucking thing. We are. And we want in on that Syndicate."
"Yes we fucking do." Once Trent has been sent off down to the locker room and Rebecca and Ted are alone with Leslie, they tag team him.
"Put us down Higgy, we want in." Ted said solemnly.
"You… what?!"
"We know about the Syndicate, Leslie. We want in." Rebecca said.
"You know about the Syndicate?"
"Yes, how many games we'll win, how many goals-"
"Where we'll finish, how many hairbands Jamie will get through?"
"And we want in. What is it, a fiver?" Leslie nods, dumbfounded. Ted hands him a ten pound note.
"The boss don't carry cash so I'll get this week for us both."
"Thanks Ted. I'll get you back next week."
And so began the regular pattern of Ted usually adding in an extra fiver to cover Rebecca on the weeks she didn't have any cash, and vice versa.
"Uhh what date did you want?"
"Date? Oh, the date we'll win the league?" Rebecca questioned. "I think I'll go for the last game of the season, is that still available?" Leslie nodded, still unable to find his voice.
"I'll go for the day before. We play our game on the Sunday but if other results go our way then we could win the day before?" Rebecca points, copying Ted's move from earlier.
"Ooh that's a good shout, Ted. Between us, we've got this."
"We sure do Doctor Who, high five!" They clash palms excitedly.
"Yep, I think you're pretty well covered between you." Leslie agrees.
2022
The book had just dragged on into another year when Leslie once again noticed the shift between Rebecca and Ted. They'd seemingly gotten into a holding pattern based purely on friendship until the Amsterdam trip. The return journey had come to life with song after song led from the back of the bus. The smile had lit up Ted's eyes when Rebecca apologised for missing his messages. It had ignited something in their friendship which had them teetering on the edge and thus had the team in a similar way.
"I want £200 on next weekend." Isaac slammed the cash onto Leslie's desk.
"Is that in addition to your existing date or did you want to bring that forward?"
"Addition, I'm keepin' my date as a backup. No one's takin' that from me." Isaac said adamantly. A couple of days later, Jamie put down £500 on Ted falling hard for Rebecca during Henry’s visit. When Beard showed up the morning after he'd been in the pub with Ted and Henry, he was buzzing with excitement.
"It was poetry, it's a sign! She called him right as the busker sang 'remember to let her into your heart'. It's gonna happen soon, man. I know it." He slapped £250 into the safe. "My bet is that Rebecca is already there."
"Coach, how exactly do you expect me to pay out for that? I'm not a mind reader?!"
"We can ask her afterwards."
"Afterwards," Leslie tsked and shook his head, "we'll see."
"I've got a plan for Manchester, my friend."
"No influencing the result! I've already had to ban Roy from bullying Ted into telling her."
"Ted's not there yet, man. Rebecca is. Hang on," he put down another £50, "Rebecca goes first but Ted goes hard."
"That's funny, Keeley had it the other way round 2 years ago."
"Long time ago, they've both changed."
"They have indeed. OK Coach, I'll allow it." Leslie added the lines to the book.
April 2022
In Manchester, Keeley joins Trent at the hotel bar before movie night.
"I ship them so hard, Trent. I'm fully invested."
"They're so easy to ship together, it's so obvious. There's talk in the locker room that Rebecca’s already there - care to comment?"
"Not sure about that, but I do think she's closer than Ted. Plus his mum turning up might have fucked things for the people who'd bet on this weekend."
"I know, talk about a cock block."
"Trent Crimm, I'm guessing you put this weekend?! You're so right, she is! Anyway, I heard that Beard has chosen a romcom for tonight. I'll ply Rebecca with some wine, Ted can do the whole 'just stretching my arm' bullshit and before you know it, the hotel room is a-rockin! I'll get you your win, babe!" They clinked their glasses together.
Rebecca passed by the stained glass panel unnoticed, hovering just the other side until the glasses clinked and Keeley's giggles ran out around the bar. She joined them a few minutes later in the small function room they'd converted into a cinema, smiling at Ted. She needed to speak to him quickly. She cried at the end of the movie, she always did. Ted had covered her hand with his and given it a gentle squeeze. Once everyone had dispersed, she crept along the hotel corridor to his room and knocked gently on the door. It had been just over 2 years to the day since he'd desperately hoped it was Rebecca at his hotel door in Liverpool. He sure as hell hadn't been expecting her in Manchester. Fresh from the shower, he looked stressed and tired. She smiled apologetically.
"May I come in?" He held the door open and stood to one side. "I overheard something this evening."
"Was it Colin and Isaac? Cos I heard them too."
"No, Keeley and Trent. Why, what did you hear?" Ted hesitated, gesturing to the chair across from the end of the bed.
"They were talkin' about ships, and bets? I wasn't really listenin' so I'm not really sure-"
"Keeley and Trent were on about the same thing."
"Huh. Weird."
"Weird. What do you think it means? What did they say?" She pushed for more information, suspecting that she had the upper hand in terms of knowledge gained.
"Colin was excited that he might win this weekend? But I don't see how, we can't win the league tomorrow."
"Ted. I don't think it's about the league."
"Well, what the heck else are we paying for each week?" Rebecca blushed.
"I think… I think they're betting on… us." She said weakly.
"Us? What the-, I'll go and put them so right on this, boss. That just ain't fair on you. I'll put a stop to this right now," he reached for his phone to call Beard and rally the team. She put her hand over the screen,
"Jesus christ, they were right." She whispered.
"Who? About what?" She can't help but stare, his hair falling onto his forehead, "Rebecca?" He all but murmurs. It's the first time she's heard him say her name like that, so softly, intimately. It sends a shockwave of heat through her body.
"I've gone first. How did I not notice?"
"You've gone where first? Forgive me, Rebecca but I'm lost here."
"Nevermind, Ted. We'll talk about it another time. You should get some rest before the match. Big day tomorrow." She can't resist pushing his hair back, her hand moves entirely of its own accord. "Goodnight, Ted." She leaves the room, leaves him lost to his own thoughts.
The 3 hour drive back from Manchester the next day is wild. There's booze from somewhere and they all seem to fall out of the bus and into the club where they party happily together. Ted excuses himself, and while Rebecca is desperate to follow, she knows he needs to confront his mother alone. They'd spent much of the journey home unpacking Ted's thoughts on her arrival and interference. It's not until his final 'fuck you' to his mother that he sits and re-evaluates his situation. While he does so, he receives a message from Rebecca.
You are loved here Ted, so loved. I hope you know that. 💜 It helps him decide what he wants to do next. He's not really surprised to see her the following morning. It’s early, but he knows the date and assumes that she does too.
"Sorry Ted, I don't have one for you." He can see that it's not the whole truth, she's looking slightly off eye contact - barely noticeable.
"That's OK, I've got one." He can see the tension in her shoulders, the anxious clench of her fists. "I'm gonna stay. If you'll have me, once the season is over." If the relieved breath she lets out didn't knock him over, the force of her hug nearly does. Her hands are tight around him, clinging to him and the shake of her shoulders is a dead giveaway that she's crying.
"Oh thank god for that, Ted. Thank fuck for that."
"I mean, I need more time with Henry, I want him to come here more and I need to spend the summer working that out with Michelle. But I ain't ready to give this up either." His words in her ear send a shiver through her and she leans further into him, burying her nose into his neck. When she speaks, her lips brush against his skin.
"Whatever you need, whatever I can do, Ted. I'll do it." And suddenly, there it is. Oh. He feels everything all at once, all night he hadn’t been able to put a finger on why he needed to stay. Yes, the team and yes, winning the whole fucking thing but nothing seemed quite enough. There was something missing and he hadn't worked out what until it was in his arms, clinging to him. Until she was in his arms. She's why he needs to stay.
"You sure you ain't got nothin' for me, Rebecca?" He asks. She lets go of him enough to look at him, glancing at his mouth.
"The Syndicate is about us. The whole club are betting on us. Not whether we'll get together - they're way past that, they're on about when, how. There's not a single person in this whole place that doesn't think that we'll end up together."
"Does that include you? You said the whole place?" She flusters slightly before nodding. "They're saying that I'm already there."
"That so? Any insights on what they're sayin' 'bout me?"
"That you're not ready yet?" Her voice drops to a nervous whisper.
"Don't you wanna be the one to ask that question?"
"Are you there yet, Ted?"
"Yeah I am, you helped catch me up." He smiles broadly and leans in to capture her lips in all fierce kiss. His arms tight around her waist mean she barely notices when her knees buckle.
"I won." A voice behind Ted mumbles. "I WON, I fucking won! I said today - I knew it would be today!" Will throws the training shirts into the air and runs past them through Roy's office door and into the corridor. "I WON!"
"How much you think we just helped him win?"
"An absolute fortune if it's been going on as long as I think it has. Maybe around 30 grand?"
"I'm sorry it took me so long."
"Well, I appreciate you didn't hurry, Ted. And so does Will."
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Could I request a fem/gender neutral soul who used to be a spy/special agent pre war? Thank you!!1!:))
Anonymous asked:
(* sole :))
I know you specifically asked F!Sole and gender neutral, but I must admit that for the sake of inspiration… I used M!Sole a little. I genuinely hope you will forgive me for allowing myself this freedom…
And I hope you have fun!
Cait : "Kind of like what Deacon does?" Cait says.
Sole takes another swig of their whisky and smiles thinly.
"Just slightly. I had to enter the opposing ranks, pretend as one of them, and acquire information."
Cait whistles in surprise.
"But who were these sworn enemies?"
Sole's smile darkens significantly. They turn to Cait and drop the bottle with a dry movement.
"The United States of America."
Cait has little ideas about history and a culture based solely on survival. But what Sole just said sends shivers down her spine. She had always suspected that they were far more secretive than they let on, but to realise that their game is so much more filthy.
"What now?" she asks grimly.
"Now? It no longer matters. They've all been burned down. I'm sure those in charge are as well. So it's a beautiful story to tell around the fire, but it no longer means anything."
Sole ends up falling asleep drunk that night. Cait, on the other hand, remains awake for an extended period of time. Sole is not the person they claimed to be. They are not former citizens who have earned a spot in a vault. They are spies who infiltrated pre-war society in order to ruin this country. They may own some of the blame for where the world is now.
Cait is not a highly cultured individual; the majority of her knowledge is limited to her survival, but precisely... Isn't someone like this a menace even now?
Cait would rather not make a choice, but she is certain of one thing: she does not want to walk with them. Instead of lying down with Sole that night, she gets up quietly and puts the greatest distance between them and her. She's not sure if she'll have to regret it. She's not the brightest, but someone who can thoroughly create a life in the old world can lie to everyone in the new. She wouldn't want to find out what this twisted personality's worst flaw is.
Codsworth (f!Sole) : He can't believe Sole just told him that. She deceived, infiltrated Western society, and married an American soldier for the sake of international espionage? She's probably dehydrated or starving. There are no other possibilities. Sole could not be a spy.
"But, Mum, you seemed so happy with Sir!"
"I don't disagree with you, Cods. Nate was a wonderful man who deserved to be respected. However, orders are orders."
"But what about your son?"
"This is collateral damage. Nice damage. I have no regrets, especially given what happened next. It no longer matters, and I don't understand why I should feel remorse."
Codsworth shakes his circuits. No, Sole simply mocks him. But, as she pointed out, it no longer matters. So he'll simply disregard the facts he just heard.
It’s just bad coding. Yes, bad coding. Even General Atomic's pride can be damaged by 200 years of radiation and dust. It's simply a code error. This is not true.
Curie : "Oh! Like Mata Hari/James Bond! How wonderful!"
Curie's smile broadens and brightens. She wants to know everything, down to the smallest detail, and about any assignments Sole may have completed abroad. She's curious about everything! Sole is delighted to please her, telling her about their most incredible exploits in the land of the rising sun.
Danse (M!Sole) : "Outstanding."
Danse believes he could do a lot for the Brotherhoods, but he's not sure he'd have the strength or capacity to do what Sole did.
"And your wife had no idea?"
"It had to be this way. Nobody had to know about my second identities, otherwise the entire operation would have been jeopardised."
"So she thought you were going to the front?"
Sole drops the bottle of whisky that Danse is rushing to catch, taking a big gulp while listening to his subordinate.
"I was always in the front. I was mostly on a plain army mission, and believe me, we needed it. But my fluency in languages occasionally took me beyond our borders. I appear to have a pleasant face that exudes confidence."
Danse gags on his sip. His expression changes to suspicious. Sole breaks in laughter.
"Eh! Don't even think about it. It was before the bombs drops. Even if I have some excellent stories to share, I acknowledge that I would not do it again for all of the resources in the world. Cheating is not something that comes naturally to me."
"I hope."
Danse, on the other hand, was a little more wary for a while. As time goes on, he realises that Sole is sincere. So he gets closer to him again, and sometimes, on the edge of a fire, Sole tells him about one of his exploits in the east.
Deacon : "No kidding! I knew you had it in you!"
Deacon is overjoyed to get that information. It's one more than the rest of the Commonwealth, and he enjoys it. He also doesn't mind learning a few more tricks from an expert, even if he considers himself to be rather accomplished at what he does. It actually reminds him...
"Did I ever tell you about the time I infiltrated a super-mutant clan and pretended to be one of them for three months?"
Dogmeat : He leans back, loving listening to Sole speak.
Elder Maxson (romanced)(F!Sole) : He examines the laying shape on his bed with caution. She flung it at him as if it were an amusing fact. He, on the other hand, does not take it lightly. On the opposite, it throws him into anguish she cannot understand.
"Special agent? Like a double life?"
"I was working for the US Army but ended up getting into the enemy's line. I had to try to get information regarding nuclear developments. Getting pregnant with Shaun threw a wrench in the works. I was dismissed with honor."
Maxson feels relieved all of a sudden. She worked for the army, so the organization from whose ashes the Brotherhood rose.
"Do you believe in your own loyalty?"
"Sure. Even in enemy territory, I would have died for my country."
This time, Maxson is relieved. He has no idea how competent Sole was as a spy, but he has no doubts about her sincerity now that she has proven herself with strength and conviction. At last, he does not wish to be doubtful...
Hancock : "Wow. Seriously, you're twisted."
Hancock takes another strong whiff of Jet to get high on this information. When the effect brings him back to the present, he looks at Sole for a moment.
"But is lying so easy for you?"
"Don't be concerned. It's all behind me now. Nobody can be so at ease with lies. It was another era, and there was a lot on the line. It won't have changed anything in the end, you know. But for all the caps in the world, I wouldn't play that game again."
"Not even for the Railroad?"
Sole raises their head in surprise. They then slowly grinned.
"We're not doing it to you, are we?"
"No. Too many people believe this."
"I won't make that mistake."
"Are you aware... that... me neither?"
Sole lets out a small laugh.
"Hancock, I just told you. I mean, I could have just shut up forever."
The mayor sighs slightly and reaches for a new inhaler on the table.
"I hope you're serious. It doesn't survive much longer now, Double Agent, than it did before the bombs."
Sole was staring at the mayor, unsure whether this was a joke or a threat. They shrug, thinking that as long as they don't intend to betray Hancock, they have nothing to worry about.
Gage : "And you're going to double me right here and right now?"
Sole laughs out loud.
"No! Why would I do something like that?"
Porter points his weapon at Sole, who lifts an eyebrow in surprise.
"Do you think I have no idea who you are? Do you think I'm unaware that you're the Minutemen's General? And now you've just revealed to me that you've previously played it double."
Sole breathes deeply and moves closer to Porter, a hand on the barrel threatening to lower the weapon.
"Precisely. I have currently told you. Do you think I'm stupid enough to hand you all the cards if I'm going to betray you?"
The henchman pauses before lowering his gun. No. He has no reason to believe that Sole will double cross him. What would they stand to gain? In Nuka World, they poured their blood together. No one act like a brother/sister in blood to bretray them after. Porter does not believe Sole will turn on him.
MacCready : "I'm not surprised," he groans between his teeth, his gaze fixed on Sole.
They've been trapped in a cabin for several days due to especially bad weather. Torrential rains and strong radioactive winds subsequently followed each other, and MacCready's attitude was at an all-time low. Sole proposed discussing the pre-war period. The sniper isn't overjoyed to learn that his friend was a secret agent for the national security services; not at all. Sole isn't sure if it's because the subject doesn't interest him or because it's so bitter outside, but they're a little disappointed by his lack of reaction. Their friend appears to notice and raises his head, sighing.
"In another life, I was the mayor of a small town." He gives his boss a kind smile. "What was it like, spy?"
"Special Agent. Surprisingly, the most of the time it was dull. There was a lot of paperwork. But I had a couple of memorable missions."
"So tell me."
Nick : Nick comes to a halt, taken aback by what Sole has just said. He usually shows little or no reaction to Sole's references from the past since he doesn't want to give them the false hope of being able to converse with them as if he had actually experienced it. This is the other Nick who lived during this time, and he just has flashes and fragments of recollections to go on—nothing meaningful enough to discuss.
But spy? Who wouldn't be impressed by that?
"Really? I can't believe it!"
"Why?"
"I've rarely seen a spy who can't tell a lie."
Sole is aware that Nick is merely teasing them, yet they are still offended.
"First and foremost, I was an Special Agent, and I know how to lie!"
"Not from what I've seen so far."
Nick's joyously mocking tone has truly affected Sole this time, and they want to shut him but aren't sure how. As a result, they take the first thing that comes to mind.
"I managed to make a synth think I was his friend!"
When Nick stares into Sole's eyes, they realise what they have just uttered. They immediately become worried.
"No! Nick! It's not... I lied! I’m lying! Come on, Nick, I'm your friend!"
But Nick turned back and headed to the road, a gloomy expression on his face. For quite some time all we could hear was Sole pleading Nick to forgive them.
After a few streets, Nick sighs and returns his attention to his partner.
"It's clear you don't know how to lie. When you do it, you are unable to face it."
Piper : "Wow! An actual spy! Are you going to give me an interview about this?"
Uncomfortable, Sole rubs their neck. This one should have been kept. Why not, though? It will make an interesting story for Piper, but it won't affect anything in their current life. That's what they assumed. Mirna looks more menacing than ever the day the story is published, and Sole immediately realises that her prices have gone increased... just for them.
Preston (romanced) (F!Sole) : "A spy? Wow."
Preston slides into the bed next to her, and Sole makes way for him. She begins purring with delight as soon as the man's hands touch her. They had been overburdened with settlement work all week, and she was desperate to find him.
"You know what it was?"
"Somewhere, the trade is still going on. But I did read a few books on Russian spies when I was younger. Wow. It's uh...hm."
Even in the dark, despite his complexion, he’s obviously blushing. Sole can't help but giggle at the effect it has on her lovely Colonel.
"So let me submit you my way," she whispers to him, spreading her legs to ride him.
Strong : "Spy can be eat?"
"No, Strong, it was just a job."
"Job can be eat?"
"No, Strong, that's how folks lived. There are still jobs available here. And being a chef is a job elsewhere. So Fist had a job. And being a fighter is a job, so Strong has one."
"Oh. Strong get it. Spy does what?"
"He sneaks in quietly, listens, and learns about people."
"Boring."
X6-88 : Despite his sunglasses, Sole notices X6's hard gaze on them. They tried everything to make the atmosphere around the fire more relaxed because the Courser isn't the warmest guy in the world, and Sole badly wants to connect with him. For the time being, it's over.
"Eh eh. Eeeeh. That was, um, something like that back then. When you had a talent, the government would take use of it."
"Cheating, lying, and betraying were talents?"
Sole sighs with exasperation. No, confiding to such an indoctrinated Institute member was a horrible idea.
"Rather listen, understand, and find," they growl, completely scowling.
But, to their amazement, they came across what they were looking for—X6's curiosity.
"It readily apparent that the aspect becomes much more interesting from this perspective. Have you considered applying your expertise for the Institute?"
Sole shakes their head slowly, trying not to reveal their true feelings.
"No. It’s in the past. I'll never work as a spy again."
They bite their tongues as they think about the Railroad. Perhaps it wasn't such a smart idea to tell X6 about their spy past when they were spying on the Institute.
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Finally got around to making an official/colored ref of Apollo! :3 He has been on my mind a lot lately(mainly thanks to this one idea I've been thinking about, of him and Mini knowing about Nate's sexuality/supporting him there), and since I had a little time for art I wanted to finally make an official ref for him! :D
He is still not a character that I will be focusing on too much, but I do have some other ideas I want to get to with him sometime. These mainly being drawing him with Damini(since they are dating, and I just imagine they would be so cute together), writing something with him and Damini(again to showcase their relationship, but also to explore some of the backstory changes I made to Mini), and writing something with him/Mini and Nate, since like mentioned above I have been thinking about the idea of them being a mini friend group, plus also giving Nate some Feorian LGBTQ+ friends since he doesn't currently have any. But yeah, I hope you enjoy! ^w^
Here is a mini bio for him!
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- Apollo Lumen
. Age: 27
. Gender: demiboy(he/they)
. Sexuality: bisexual
. Relationships: Lady Damini Koeler(together for two years)
. Abilities: hand-to-hand combat, bow-and-arrows, solar/sun-based magic(natural)
Citizen of Feor, boyfriend to Lady Damini Koeler. Growing up in a poor family, he at first joined the army as soon as he could, as he was following on the footsteps of the other men in his family and he wanted to help out with earning more money. His time as a soldier was short-lived however, as he was only in the army for a couple of years before he gained a serious injury that gave him a large and rather nasty scar on his back, as well as an early retirement. While it took him sometime to recover physically and mentally from his injury, he was not that sad about retiring from the army as he always had dreams of becoming a traveling musician and finally had a chance to pursue that dream. At first he started out as a backup guitar player for this smaller band, working on his own music on the side, before it eventually picked up some interest and he was able to start his solo career. He first met Damini at one of his earliest solo concerts, and they bonded after she came up to him after his show and complemented him on his work. They clicked enough that they kept up communication afterwards, mainly through letters as he was out traveling for a while. When he returned to Feor was when he asked her out for the first time, not wanting to lose anymore time with her. Their dating has been a little more low-key since they have different occupations and are not seen in public together often, but they haven't been keeping it a complete secret either, and are currently making plans to move in together as they are hopeful for their future together.
So far in his musician career he has become famous enough to both live comfortably and have many fans, even in other countries outside of Feor. Aside from Mini, another fan of his music is Princess Hestia, as they both play the guitar and she finds some of the things he has done with it very cool. Through Mini he has also become good friends with Prince Ignatius, with them only hanging out occasionally but they have become close enough, to the point Nate felt comfortable enough to open up about his sexuality and lover with him and Mini. Considered strong, warm, and bright, he is a very charming and friendly person that is able to get anyone to loosen up and have fun with his carefree and happy disposition. He is also incredibly open-minded and accepting of everyone who is not appreciated by general society, but he is also very critical of said prejudiced societies as he proudly stands up and advocates for what he believes in, even if this has not always been appreciated by close-minded people. In terms of more negative traits of his, he is a perfectionist to the point he will forget to take care of himself in order to get something done the way he wants it to be(causing him to feel pretty awful afterwards), he is easily distracted and forgetful so he always has to write things down, he bottles his stress too much to the point he either gets sick or lashes out, and while not necessarily a negative trait, as he is always out traveling he often forgets to make time for his loved ones, but he always makes it up to them when he returns home.
#the lost rainbow#character refs#character bios#side characters#feor#apollo lumen#apollo#his first name was first decided randomly in that nate + mini story years ago#with its sort-of 'fiery'/sun/light meaning#but in between the things I knew I wanted for his character I did take some inspiration from his greek god namesake#+ some small vibes from klavier gavin because I love apollo justice: ace attorney#for the bright and cheerful rockstar energy and style#and because I decided not to use apollo justice's colors as inspiration#as I wanted him to have a more bright/'sunny' color scheme
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