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undeniable | porter gage x female! sole survivor

a/n: am i finally back on my bullshit, uploading on a random sunday night? this is different from what i usually write, but hey! im definitely writing something. im too tired to revise or edit this bc its 12 AM, so ill look it over in the morning. just thought i'd post something silly.

♡ based off a modern au where gage and the sole survivor are childhood bestfriends in another life.

For as long as Gage can remember, she’s been a burden. Being nearly five years older than her and her guardian -- or her best friend, as she likes to call him -- he’s always felt inclined to watch over her. He doesn’t know why, he knows he doesn't necessarily need to, but the thought of abandoning her feels wrong. So he tries to find reasons as to why -- was it because they both grew up in terrible conditions together and only had each other? Or was it because he knew the moment he let her dumbass go into the real world alone, she’d somehow get herself killed?

He shakes his head. Finding a reason was nothing but a waste of time, his mind overworking itself more than it already was. He dumbs it down to simply getting used to the routine of caring for her since they were children. If he fucks up his schedule now, he’d have to go through the trouble of rearranging everything around once again and readjust to his new lifestyle.

‘Yeah,’ he thinks to himself, unlocking his apartment door, twisting the knob, ‘It’ll be nothing but fucking trouble.’

Once he pushes the door open, his boots thumping against the tiled floor of his apartment, he sees her sitting on the couch, distracted by the show playing on the television. His eyes darted over to the coffee table in front of her, papers and open textbooks strewn across the poor thing, obviously untouched and just displayed prettily to mimic the idea that she was being productive.

With a low grumble, he tosses his bag on the counter nearby and takes off his boots before grabbing the remote lying on the couch. She’s so invested in her little show that she barely even notices him walking in with a scowl and an annoyed sigh. Sole jumps when the television shuts off suddenly, a gasp leaving her lips before turning her head to the side.

“Hey, I was watching!” she whines, already rising from the couch to pick another fight with him. He doesn’t show any reaction and instead, crosses his arms with an unimpressed expression while he holds the remote hostage.

She tries her best to grab it from his hand but he rolls his eyes, gently pushing her back down onto the couch.

“Quit watchin’ and start studyin’. Yer not gonna get shit done like this.”

She huffs angrily, her eyes narrowing at him, “Gage, a little break wouldn’t hurt every once in a while.”

“And what have you accomplished since I left for work this afternoon?”

Sole swallows nervously, her mouth going dry at his questions as she opens and closes it, trying her best to stand her ground. He raises a brow, giving her a chance to respond and redeem herself, but he already knows. She was a fool for thinking she could get away with such a lie, knowing that Gage knew her better than anyone else.

“Thought so,” he stuffed the remote in the back of his pocket, “Now be a good girl and finish yer damn work. I’m not paying yer tuition for you to fuck around.”

Sole groans but listens obediently, pulling the coffee table closer to her. She grabs her laptop and unlocks it, opening her notes before reaching over to snatch one of her textbooks.

“I don’t understand why you’re on my ass about my studies so much, Gage,” she complains, highlighting something in her book a bit roughly, “You didn't even finish high school, so why does it even matter?”

He doesn’t spare her much of an answer, walking over to the kitchen to find something to cook for them, “Exactly my point. You wanna be better than me.”

“But you make so much money, you’re able to provide for both of us!” she throws her hands in the air, desperately trying to prove a point to her stubborn roommate, who seemed to be firm on his words.

“That’s only because I got connections. Now shut your mouth and study.”

He doesn’t find much in the fridge nor the cabinets, silently setting a reminder in his mind to do a grocery run first thing tomorrow before work. Eventually, he decides to heat up some leftovers they had for lunch and cut up some fruit for her to snack on while she did her work. It’s shit, he knows, but it’ll do till tomorrow.

He makes his way back to the living room, plopping on the couch next to her and setting the food on the coffee table, maintaining a good distance between their dinner and her work. The last thing he wanted was to spill anything on her laptop and notes -- it would only give her another reason not to be productive.

He doesn’t say much, but his eyes flicker over to her for a moment, a small smile on his face at the sight of her seemingly focused on her work now, a sense of satisfaction overcoming him. Gage leans back on the couch, pulling his phone out to distract himself while he kept her company in the living room. He takes a few bites of his portion of the leftovers, glancing at Sole here and there to ensure she was still on track.

It’s a peaceful few minutes, he can’t recall how long, as they both sit in silence, her music playing softly in the background to fill up the white noise. Suddenly, he hears a sigh, sounding a bit defeated, and his eyes set on her sulking figure.

“Gage, I know that you want the best for me, but I’m nearly twenty-three and you still treat me like a kid.” he stares at her, not showing any reaction but notices how she refused to make eye contact with him, her eyes glued to the screen of her laptop.

When she doesn’t get a response, she closes her eyes before turning her body towards him, her expression serious, but he can see right through her. She’s pleading, but not in an annoying bratty way like she usually does, so he decides to listen to her troubles.

She scoots closer to him and he watches, his phone long forgotten in his hand, “I’m really grateful for you and all that, but you need to trust that I can do well in school and balance my time. You can’t take care of me forever.”

Instead of getting a response like she’d hope for, she was met with the usual silence he often provided her when she tried to set her boundaries. With an irate expression, she turned back to her laptop, her face flushed in embarrassment, feeling like her words vanished into thin air.

She should’ve known better than to talk to Gage — he was a man of few words and she didn’t know why she expected him to at least say something to show that he at least cared about her feelings one way or the other.

Before she could continue studying to hide her embarrassment and anger, she hears his voice and freezes.

“I know.” his voice is gravelly, a bit of exhaustion mixed into it, and her head shoots to him, a bit stunned at his broken silence. Her eyes are wide, body paralyzed at the sudden response. There’s a slight flush on his face but she convinces herself it’s the lighting.

Definitely.

He knows she’s waiting for more than just that and he sighs, crossing his arms as he makes eye contact with her the best he can without losing his shit, “Just want you to have a good future. Want you to live a better life than what I’m giving you right now before I send you off.”

Suddenly, she’s overcome with guilt and she immediately leans over to him, her hands finding his as she cuts him off, “No, that’s not what I meant!”

With another breath, she composes herself before speaking.

“Gage, you’ve given me everything I’ve wanted and needed, the last thing I’ll ever do is criticize your care for me. I don’t plan on leaving your side, even when I get a better life.”

His heart twinges and his feelings for her resurface, but he pushes it down.

She pulls on the sleeves of his hoodie, playing with the fabric with her fingers, “I just want you to trust me more. I know I’ve been slacking a bit, but I’d never fail school, especially when I know you’re working hard to provide for both of us and paying for my tuition. I’d never do that to you.”

“Wouldn’t say I’m working hard,” he downplays it, not wanting her to fret about such a miniscule matter.

She groans, “You work twelve hour shifts everyday. Sometimes fourteen!”

He shrugs nonchalantly and Sole pouts at his stubbornness, smacking his arm with annoyance. Gage bites back a smirk, amused by her behavior and catches her wrist midair, her eyes rolling. Instead of providing her with a response, he digs in his pocket and hands her the remote to the TV and her eyes light up, a smile forming on her pretty face. His heart aches at the sight. It was such a small action but it was more than enough to validate her feelings.

“Thank you, you’re the best!” she jumped over, throwing her arms around his neck as she embraced him tightly.

His face flushed heavily and tried to seem annoyed to cover it up but the stutter in his voice and the tenseness of his shoulders gave it away. Gage pushed her away with his hand as he groaned quietly, “I get it, don’t need to be so damn happy about it.”

However, she pecked his cheek and he froze instantly, his body paralyzed and his voice raising in embarrassment, “Q-Quit it!”

She giggles and doesn’t take much offense to his words, knowing that he was nothing but a big softie for her. As she released him, she smiled at him happily once more before turning to the TV and putting her show back on.

Gage rubbed the spot where she kissed, his face a deep red as he tried to regain his composure. Suddenly, he pushes down the real reason of why he refused to leave her side for the millionth time, reminding himself that there were several other possibilities other than that.

‘What a damn burden,’ he thinks to himself, desperately trying to fight back his feelings for her, his eyes glued to her gleeful form next to him.

Suddenly, her kiss lingered on his skin a little too long, the feeling of her arms around him marking his skin, and he’s left absolutely horrified, realizing that he could no longer convince himself otherwise.

Maybe accepting it was better than constantly running and Gage thinks it over for a moment but ultimately shakes his head, wanting to do anything but that.

‘Just a stupid thought. Some stupid fucking feelings,’ he settles for that answer but knows deep down that he’s already lost the battle, his heart hammering in his chest.

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wastelandlovingscenarios · 1 year

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hello, my children 💗🤞🏽

#:D

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wastelandlovingscenarios · 2 years

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me (an empath) sensing that you favor sturges over all the companions

have you ever seen that hunk of a MAN? how could i not??? i was crying, throwing up, gripping the sheets, and throwing a whole ass fit when i couldn’t romance him.

#sturges brainrot #admin talks #fallout 4

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wastelandlovingscenarios · 2 years

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Could we get “ i don't want us to be apart anymore. ever” for deacon please?

man, the way i gripped my bedsheets in tears when i got this request. i forgot how much i truly love deacon. please enjoy and don’t mind any grammatical mistakes i make, it’s 1 am. ☹︎

prompt: “i don’t want us to be apart anymore. ever.” + deacon

deacon:

he can’t recall the last time he’s felt such fear in his life. yes, he’s felt it though endless amounts of trauma, from constantly living with the weight of forcing himself to be someone who he truly isn’t and running away from everything he should be facing. however, the last time he could clearly remember feeling extreme fear was when he lost his late wife and that was a while back. by now, deacon thought that he could forget such a painful and unwanted emotion, but he knew deep down that it was inevitable, especially in a cruel world such as his.

now, here he was, standing in the middle of a ruined and chaotic battlefield, one shrouded with smoke and the unbearable scent gunpowder and blood, searching desperately for the one person he wanted to see the most. an overwhelming sense of fear began shredding through his mind as he called out their name in a panicked manner. all thoughts of remaining calm and keeping his facade was no longer catered to and instead, he let his bitter thoughts consume him as he feared for the worst.

a million questions ran through his already exhausted head as he used whatever strength he had left to drag himself through the area — where they hell were they? what if they were hurt? what if they were dead?

that thought alone made him extremely nauseous and he knew that losing another important person in his life would throw him over the edge he thought he was already climbing over.

with a strained voice, he cried, not caring if he was breaking character, “sole, please..” this vulnerability he once feared was thrown out the window and he couldn’t care less if someone else was watching at this point, “please be alive.”

oh, how he would do anything to take it all back and make things right. how if he was given another chance, he would run into their arms and tell them how much they mean to him instead of bottling it up inside like he always has. and just like that, he yearns to whoever is pitiful enough above to listen to his desperate prayers as regret begins to overcome his grief.

soon enough, his prayers get answered as he hears a distant voice shouting his name behind him. frozen, his throat becomes dry as he fights between looking back to see if it was really them or convincing himself that his mind was just playing tricks on him. deacon knew that if he were to turn around and they weren’t there waiting for him with open arms, he’d lose it on the spot and break down in tears.

however, when his name gets called once more, his head whips around to find them standing in the middle of the wreckage, face full of relief as tears began building up in their eyes. he wants to believe it’s real, a voice in the back of his head is convincing him that he’s just hallucinating and that he’s fucking crazy, that he shouldn’t risk hurting himself again and that he doesn’t deserve them, but all of that doesn’t matter anymore.

he knows he’s exhausted and his body is screaming out in pain but a sudden surge of energy hits him as he dashes over to them without a second thought, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. they open their arms to catch him and once he feels their skin against his, he knows it’s real and he’s not fucking crazy.

sole steps back to regain their balance and embraces him just as tightly, tears running down their cheeks as they rub his back in comfort.

“i’m okay,” they whisper, feeling deacon shake in their arms, soft sobs leaving his lips as he attempts to pull them impossibly closer to him. “we’re okay.”

it takes him a few moments to calm himself down but once reality strikes him and he’s finally grounded, his grip on them loosens, allowing them to breathe properly. realizing that he was given a second chance, he decides that this time around, he won’t fuck it up. he won’t take advantage of the opportunity he was given. not many people in this cruel world was give such a luxury anyway and he was definitely not the exception.

with that knowledge, he whispers, loud enough for only both of them to hear, “i love you. i love you so much.” a sigh leaves his lips as he pulls away, staring at them with tear stained cheeks and an expression mixed with fear and relief, “i.. don’t want us to be apart anymore. ever.”

it strikes sole by surprise at first, not used to such vulnerability coming from someone like deacon, but they smile softly and say nothing of it, instead embracing him once more. “yes, i promise.”

he melted into their touch, finding home in their warmth and silently thanking whoever was willing to listen to his troubles for giving him another chance he knew he didn’t deserve. he made a silent promise to himself and sole that this time he would make it right.

#fallout #fallout 4 #fallout 4 companions react #fallout 4 companions #fallout-4-companions-react #fallout+4+companions+reaction #fallout 4 reacts #fallout x reader #fallout 4 x reader #deacon/sole survivor #deacon x sole survivor #deacon #angst #fluff #prompt

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wastelandlovingscenarios · 2 years

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so who’s gonna take one for the team and request sturges?? 🤨

#fallout #admin talks

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wastelandlovingscenarios · 2 years

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"youre so damn attractive, you know that right?" with hancock pretty please? 🥺👉👈

omg i missed writing hancock sm!! he’s still my baby boy who deserves the world. i’m not very proud of this but thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy regardless of my rusty writing. this is unedited since it’s 1 am and i’m currently running on one cup of coffee.

prompt: “you’re so damn attractive, you know that right?” + hancock

hancock:

he’s experienced countless achievements and has created irreplaceable memories over the years of navigating the wasteland. through these experiences, he was able to become the person he was today and while he isn’t completely proud of himself, he’s definitely happier than he was before. just like any man who was fortunate to experience such a luxury in this hellhole of a place, hancock thought he had all he could have ever wanted for the rest of his life and was content with just that.

however, before he knew it, sole waltzed into the picture and changed his whole perspective on his life. at first, he believed it was an infatuation and that maybe some form of harmless flirting would soon settle his feelings for them but this wasn’t the case. no, this was absolutely different compared to every other infatuation he’s had over the years he’s been existing in the wasteland. his feelings only grew stronger with each passing minute and there was nothing in this world that could tame the love he had for them.

as time went by, he found that there was never enough when it came to them. hancock craved everything about this mysterious vault dweller and as the days passed, he found that he yearned to know more. what he once thought was just an endless pit of curiosity about their life in the past soon turned out to be a genuine form of love and upon realization, he wanted nothing more but to love them endlessly, even if they did not return it back.

luckily for him, sole was down just as bad as he was, wanting to spend the rest of their life with hancock, who gladly agreed to do the same without hesitation. who would’ve guessed that someone as ugly and cruel as him would be able to settle down with someone as amazing as sole? he surely didn’t have the answer, but hell, he wasn’t complaining.

everything that he was once content with was now nothing but an afterthought as he cupped their cheeks in his scruffy hands, a tender smile forming on his lips. hancock stared at them lovingly, his heart full of love as he brushed their cheeks softly with his thumbs.

“i would tear the world down for you,” he mutters affectionately, loud enough for them to hear, as he gently rests his forehead on theirs, “there’s nothing i wouldn’t do for you, sunshine, believe me.”

they wrap their arms around him, pulling him closer to their body to which he obliged without a second thought, “i know you would.”

his smile widens upon hearing their words and he dips his head down to bring them into a passionate kiss, a smile forming on his lips while doing so. his hands never leave their face as he continues to stroke their soft skin carefully as if they were made of glass.

pulling away, he smirks at their flushed features as they stare at him with a dazed expression, obviously enticed by the affectionate action. “getting shy on me now, are we?”

they roll their eyes at his teasing behavior and shove him playfully as a result, allowing him to let out a loud chuckle as their face grows more red. “whatever.”

he lets out another chuckle before speaking, wrapping his arms around them protectively. “sorry,” hancock grins, “you’re just..”

he pauses for a moment, staring at them with eyes full of love once more as he admires every single one of their features, wanting to remember each detail on soles face. he doesn’t realize how long he’s lost himself with the sight of sole until he catches them staring up at him with curious eyes, waiting for his unfinished sentence to be completed.

with a soft, yet apologetic smile, one full of warmth and genuineness he would not provide elsewhere, he continues, his voice tender, “you’re so damn attractive, you know that right?”

that alone leaves sole absolutely flustered as a result and they quickly bury their face in his chest to hide the redness quickly rushing to their face. hancock lets out another fit of laughter as he holds them closer, placing a small kiss on their hair in response.

“i love you, my sunshine. don’t ever forget that.” he mutters into their hair, lighting brushing it with his fingers as they continue to shy away from his flirtatious advances.

though it takes some time for them to completely cool down to muster up a proper reply, they embrace him tighter, “i love you too.”

no matter what, hancock knows everything he says to sole isn’t an abundance of empty promises nor is it just said during the heat of the moment. instead, they are words full of commitment and promises to stay by their side for the rest of eternity. with that knowledge, he’s able to rest easy knowing that he has the privilege of loving someone who has given him life more than any achievement or memory could ever bring him. after all, he couldn’t ask for anything more.

#fallout #fallout 4 #fallout 4 companions react #fallout 4 companions #fallout+4+companions+reaction #fallout-4-companions-react #fallout 4 reacts #hancock #john hancock x sole survivor #john hancock x reader #hancock x reader #prompt #one shot #fluff #scenarios

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wastelandlovingscenarios · 2 years

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“i think i’m falling in love with you” + gage! please make it fluffy 🙏🏽

crying rn. so glad i got gage as my first request in months. ♡ forever in love with him. please enjoy! writing might be a little rusty, so i apologize.

this is also unedited since i’m writing this at 12 am, so don’t mind the grammatical mistakes or rushed ideas.

prompt: “i think i’m falling in love with you,” + gage

porter gage:

the word “love” isn’t implemented into his language. the idea was extremely foreign to him and he knew that deep down the closest thing he’ll probably get to it is a pocket full of caps and probably a permanent roof over his head. but even at that, he wouldn’t exactly call it love.

surely enough, he grew okay with the idea of never experiencing such an emotion and had eventually labeled it as nothing but a weakness and distraction to his well-being. he was sure one night stands and harmless flirting would fill out the hole that was void of this particular tenderness and for a good amount of his life, he held this belief close to his heart. gage wasn’t fit for love and he accepted this with open arms, not a doubt clouding his mind.

but if he wasn’t so fit for love, then why did he grow extremely worried over the overboss falling ill? why was he going out of his way to ensure their comfort by waiting “patiently” in front of a food stand to get them fresh soup? in fact, why wasn’t he just holding these people at gunpoint demanding to get shit done instead of waiting around like a civilized individual?

if this were anyone else, he wouldn’t give two shits about them coughing their lungs out or bleeding out in front of him. in fact, they could just die for all he cared, he wouldn’t bat an eye at the slightest. if your body couldn’t do something as simple as surviving an illness, you were obviously good for nothing at the end of the day.

however, the sight of soles weakened form laying in bed, their breathing labored and their skin pale, did nothing but bring him an uncomfortable amount of terror (though he refuses to say it out loud). he has never seen them so helpless in his life and that thought alone scared him more than anything else he’s experienced. without acknowledging them, he forced himself to go into one of soles settlements and go out of his way to buy them the proper items needed to help them recover.

why he was doing it was a thought that echoed in the back of his head as he watched the settler cook the soup in front of him, impatiently tapping his foot. he wondered how he mustered up the patience to resist shooting anyone within five minutes of his arrival. gage observed every little thing the cook did in front of him, ensuring that he didn’t add anything suspicious on purpose (not that they would, especially with gage staring them down) with the intention to kill them.

soon enough, his eyes caught a bowl of ingredients sole once mentioned that they despised and refused to eat. without a second thought, he spoke for the first time in about fifteen minutes, breaking the unwanted tension in the air.

“don’t put that,” gage nodded at the ingredient that laid near the pot of soup that simmered slowly, “nasty shit in there, got it?”

before the settler could respond in retaliation, gage sent them a sharp glare and tightened his hold on his gun, shutting them up almost instantly out of fear. after all, there was no room for debate in the first place and he definitely wasn’t in the mood to deal with such nonsense.

the voice in the back of his head asked once more, “why are you doing this?”

“i don’t know,” he thinks, trying to push it further away, “i don’t know why.”

soon enough, he’s greeted with a carefully wrapped container full of hot soup, a fearful expression plastered on the poor man’s face as he delivered it to the raider with shaky hands. “it’s on the house,” his voice is hushed and wavered as his eyes glued itself to the ground.

without a word, he snatches the soup from his hands and makes his way back to sole, who remained as his sole priority at that very moment. though he hated to admit it, he found himself nearly running back to their home, the voice whispering in the back of his head repeatedly; “let them be okay.”

when he does reach their bedroom, nearly knocking the door down in the process, his heart feels relief for the first time in what seemed like forever upon seeing his partner sleeping peacefully, their breathing finally calming.

he quietly set the soup down on their nightstand and made his way to sole, hesitant to wake them up from their needed rest but did so anyways, knowing that their soup would grow cold. gently, he placed his hand on their arm, shaking them softly as he called out their name.

“boss, get up.” when they don’t respond the first few shakes, he becomes a little more aggressive both out of irritation and worry.

“hey, i said get the fuck up or yer darn soup will get cold, dammit.” whether it was his language or the unnecessary shaking, sole manages to collect whatever energy they had left to open their eyes, a small groan leaving their lips.

he takes a step back to give them space as sole rubs their eyes tiredly, slowly sitting up after a minute or two. through their pounding headache, they try to piece their surroundings together as best as they can and once sole does, they look at gage, who stood their awkwardly by their bedside, staring at them with… an almost worried expression?

as much as sole wanted to question and tease him about it, their aching body told them otherwise and they eventually come to the conclusion that maybe their sickness was making them hallucinate. they think of a million things to say once the situation is processed, but the only thing that comes out of their mouth is a weak calling of his name. “gage?”

it takes him a second to respond as he tries to swallow his concern, keeping his tough facade up as best as he can.

“drink yer soup. it would be a waste of my time if you let it get cold. there’s also medicine on the table, so take it.” for some odd reason, being soft is such a weakness he can’t stand but he can’t help it when it comes to them. however, he tries to cover it up with some excuse like he always does during vulnerable moments such as these, “yer the overboss. getting sick will do nothin’ but waste the time we could’ve spent gettin’ shit done.”

sole knows that he means well, regardless of his harsh tone, so they send him a smile that nearly puts him into cardiac arrest. they manage to form a sentence despite the pain building up in their system. “thank you gage, why did you do all of this? you didn’t have to.”

he fights the flush that’s threatening to paint his face as his hands close and open in anxiousness, feeling ridiculous over the fact that something as small as their stupid smile could leave him speechless. the words get stuck in his throat at first, but he manages to speak regardless of this setback.

“i did it because..” he hesitates for a moment but it’s enough time for him to realize the predicament he trapped himself in as his eyes widen in terror.

“.. i think i’m falling in love with you.” he thinks dreadfully and finally the voice in the back of his head constantly questioning his actions is void completely, leaving him with what he thought would be blissful silence. instead, it is replaced by something he was fearful of — an idea, a word that was almost bitter on his tongue as he tried to process his thoughts.

through gritted teeth, he quickly muttered a half assed explanation;

“… because it’d be nothin’ but trouble to find a replacement. now hurry the fuck up and do what ya gotta do to get better.”

just as quick as those words left his mouth, gage rushed out of the room in absolute shock, leaving a confused sole behind, their head tilted at his strange behavior.

with an overwhelmed mind, gage tried to convince himself once more that he didn’t need love and that he was undeserving of such a tender act like he once did before. only this time around, his words didn’t seem as convincing as it once did and he was left frustrated, his heart beating uncomfortably loud for the first time in his life.

#fallout 4 companions react #fallout 4 #fallout #fallout 4 companions #fallout 4 reacts #fallout x reader #fallout reactions #fallout+4+companions+reaction #fallout-4-companions-react #fallout fanfiction #porter gage x sole survivor #porter gage #gage #one shot #prompt #fluff

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wastelandlovingscenarios · 2 years

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taking in a few short prompt requests while i have some free time! send in any fallout 4 character on my rule list & a prompt. ♡

sacred romantic moments

“ don't go. stay. “

“ but you're here. so stay. “

“ i don't want to be alone tonight. “

“ just come over. “

“ let's be alone together. “

“ i didn't know where else to go. “

“ i don't want us to be apart anymore. ever. “

“ i wouldn't have called if it wasn't important. “

“ you can talk to me about anything. you know that, right? “

“ just be honest with me. do you want this? “

“ i could never hate you. not really. “

“ you're my friend, but sometimes i wish you were more than that. “

“ we're not just friends. you know that. “

“ i think i'm falling in love with you. “

“ can i hold your hand? “

“ just hold me. “

“ yeah, you're in love with me. “

“ things would be so much easier if we were honest with each other. “

“ why can't you be honest with me? with yourself? “

“ maybe you could stay? just for tonight? “

“ it’s dark outside, and it’s raining. my arms are much safer. “

“ you can't keep doing this. you can't keep lying to yourself. “

“ i can't keep lying to myself, or to you. it's not fair on either of us. “

“ i think you should kiss me. “

“ kiss me like you mean it. “

“ just kiss me. “

“ you shouldn't kiss me right now. “

“ look me in the eyes and tell me you love me. “

“ you can't lie to me, you know. “

“ you know me better than anyone. you always have. “

“ you're pretty amazing. you know that, right? “

“ you're just... you're extraordinary. “

“ you're good to me, you know. really good. “

“ you've made me the happiest i've ever been. “

“ i don't know what i would have done if you weren't here. “

“ our love can conquer anything. “

“ and for many generations to come, our love story will live on. “

“ i want you to marry me. “

“ if you asked me to marry you tomorrow, i'd say yes. “ “ what about today? “

“ marry me, name. marry me and make me the luckiest [x] in the world. “

“ your kiss could mend a broken heart. “

“ are you going to kiss me again? please say yes. “

“ i could cry over how much i love you. “

“ you're worthy of my love. “

“ truth is that i'm so damn in love with you i don't know what to do with myself. “

“ i don't know what the future holds, all i know is that i hope you're in it. “

“ could you promise me one thing? “

“ promise me that we'll be together, no matter what. “

“ it's you and me, forever. no matter what. “

“ i didn't want to tell you until i was sure, but... i'm pregnant. “

“ we're going to be family! “

“ this baby is the best thing that could ever have happened to us. “

“ i can't believe this, we're going to be parents! “

“ dance with me? “

“ may i have this dance? “

“ you're my whole world, you know. “

“ don't speak. just... kiss me. “

“ you have no idea how long i've been wanting to that. “

“ i've been wanting to tell you for so long... “

“ so... is this like, a thing now? “

“ i always miss you, even when you're next to me. “

” i miss you. i miss you so much it hurts. ”

” i don’t want you to miss me. it’s tearing me apart. ”

“ you make me happier. “

“ i love waking up next to you. “

“ my favorite thing is falling asleep next to you. “

“ come cuddle with me. “

“ this is torture, isn't it? “ “ not in the slightest. “

“ do you love me? “

“ could this be something more? “

“ move in with me. “

“ like, moving in together? you spend all your time here anyway. “

“ are you serious? i've had a crush on you for as long as i can remember. “

“ i know you're in love with me. “

“ you're really cute, you know. “

“ you're so damn attractive. you know that right? “

“ if anybody were to kiss me, i would want that person to be you. “

“ and right now, i think you should kiss me. “

#fallout 4 companions react #fallout 4 x reader

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i’m alive? 🤨🤨

#i’ve been dead #hello y’all 💓

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regret | deacon x sole survivor

“i don’t feel the same way, charmer.” his voice was barely a whisper.

sole felt a lump grow in their throat as they tried to fight back the tears that threatened to escape. they tried to let out a simple, “okay, i understand,” but only silence filled the air.

deacon knows. he catches the tears building up in their eyes and knows their voice is silently attempting to scratch its way out.

he desperately wants to stop their pain, wipe their tears and remind them that he thinks no differently of their relationship, but something in his heart tugs as sole fights back to hide their vulnerability from him. “i’m sorry.” is all he truly lets out because in reality, his words are just as lost as soles own.

to sole, his words become a blur. their knees become weak as their vision becomes clouded with tears they refuse to let out.

‘i’ll give them time,’ he thinks but his feet struggle to find movement as he continues to stare down at sole, speechless for the first time in a long while.

before he could make a move, sole rushes out of the room, not sparing him a second glance. the sound of the door shutting behind him breaks deacon out of his trance, grounding him back to reality.

a tinge of regret pokes at his heart and he silently pushes it away, knowing that this was for the best. he didn’t have feelings for them and it was nothing but the truth.

or so he thought.

the next few weeks are almost a blur for him as his partner goes mia from the commonwealth. the first two weeks, he tries to let it be, convincing himself that sole might’ve needed some time to themselves to sort their feelings out, so he lets them. seeing them might be the last thing they need, so he tries to fight the urge to do so.

yet, as time goes by, the worry in his heart rapidly grows when they’re announced as missing by the minutemen. he grows unnaturally quiet upon hearing their words and feels himself grow weak at the possibilities of what could’ve happened to his partner.

searching far and wide did almost nothing for him and only flared his concern. there was little to no clues of their disappearance and the hope that he would find them sooner or later began to slowly deteriorate.

deacon takes in a deep breath, trying to soothe his mind of all the concern and regret. how could he let it get this bad? why couldn’t he at least check up on them day to day instead of running away?

deep down, he knew the truth of it all. it screamed volumes to him and no matter how much he tried to silence it, it grew louder with every passing second. he avoided sole as much as they avoided him because deacon refused to confront the truth between them both. he never provided closure because he never knew how to.

and the more he refused to face the reality of the situation, the longer the days stretched. he found himself pushing everyone away, spending countless nights with tears streaming down his face, hoping someday sole would just turn up on the railroads doorstep. he didn’t care if they forgave him or not— he just wanted to see them safe.

tonight, he found himself with a bottle in his hand, hunching over the counter as he drank the night. he silently thanked lady luck for landing him in an almost empty bar for no one to catch the state he put himself in. unbeknownst to him, a certain mercenary watched his back from the minute he’s entered the bar till the very last drop of his nth bottle.

“you know, i don’t think that’s a very healthy thing to do.” deacon looked over his shoulder, and though his vision continued to spin, he automatically recognized the annoying face that pestered him.

“let a man ‘ave fun, asshole.” he slurred, trying to push out a grin. maccready rolled his eyes and occupied the seat near deacon, folding his arms.

“i’m serious.” mac pulled the bottle away from his hands, tossing it to the bin nearby.

“hey, i was-!” before he could finish, the mercenary cut him off, not wanting to listen to a word that left his mouth. “do you wanna talk about it?”

his words cut through the facade he tried to pull off and deacon immediately fell silent upon his words. “i know we don’t meet eye to eye all that much, but i hate to see you like this.”

as much as he wanted to lie to his face, continue his said facade, he wasn’t physically able to upkeep that image anymore. it was extremely tiring, especially with everything going on. he let out a sigh and allowed his head to fall on his arms that rested on the table. “you wouldn’ understan’.”

theres a pregnant pause, but he eventually responds. “i don’t, but i could try.”

it takes him a few moments to decide whether or not to confide in someone, especially maccready of all people. to his dismay, the words leave his mouth before he could stop himself from letting it out.

“you won’t tell?” it’s a point of no return— he knows — but for some reason, he doesn’t take it back. was the consequences of actions finally getting to him? probably. he didn’t have time to think as maccready let out a small, but shocked, “of course.”

and so he lets it out— not everything — but enough for maccready to get the message. how it all lead up this point and how it contributed to their disappearance.

“i think i made a mistake.” he says, voice barely a whisper. “i made a huge fucking mistake and i don’t know what to do.”

mac looks down at agent with sympathy, detecting the pain trapped in his voice and sighs, “we all do. it’s just the human in us.”

the rest of his words grow obscured as his eyes droop, the alcohol and sleepless nights finally catching up to him. slowly, but surely, the world blacks out.

it’s almost dreamlike— the feeling of his hair being brushed softly and the way a familiar voice lulls him awake. he lets out a small groan as his head pounds violently from what he hoped was the night before. he thinks it’s all in his head; the soft touches and the soft voice that continued to fall upon his ears. it’s so painfully familiar, yet it couldn’t be but he felt his heart jump at the possibility of it.

“sole?” his eyes shoot open but close back in an instant as the gentle light illuminating from the window cracks filled his vision. his head dips on what seems to be their lap, trying to block it out desperately. he felt the same hand that brushed his locks rest on top of his eyes to protect it from the sunlight that only made his head throb more.

“morning sleepyhead.” upon hearing that sweet sound, tears began to form in his eyes once more. the one person he’s yearned to see for what seemed like centuries was finally within arms reach. just like that, his tears fell effortlessly, collecting in soles hand as it streamed down his cheeks.

“deacon?” before they could remove their hand to reveal the tears spilling from his eyes, he quickly places his hand on top of theirs as a silent request to keep his eyes hidden.

“i’m sorry.” he chokes out, voice cracking through each word that left his lips, “i’m fucking sorry. i-“ he gently squeezed the same hand that rested on top of theirs. sole remained silent, watching as he spoke through ragged breaths. he tried his best to muster out his apologies, thoughts — feelings — through the pounding of his mind.

“everything i said, it was a lie. it was all a fucking lie just to avoid having some kind of attachment in my life. i hurt you because i was scared of facing my fears.”

“lie? scared? deacon, what-,” their words drifted into nothingness as deacon continued on.

“no matter how much i tried to run away from it, i knew i couldn’t. i had feelings for you. feelings more than this partnership that we both agreed to do, more than the best friends we claimed to be.” at this point, his feelings poured through the cracks of his heart and he knew that he would fix it this time, even if sole no longer felt the same way. “i fell for you hard. i was in love with you and i still am, sole.”

after a deep breath, he continued on. “you don’t have to forgive me. you don’t even have to give me the chance to love you properly, i just want you to know i’m sorry. i’m sorry it had to take you to leave from my life for me realize how much this meant to me. how much you meant to me.”

for a moment, it’s still; the air seems tense at first and time seems to freeze. there’s this sense of fear that overtakes his mind for a mere second.

soon enough, time seems to continue on as sole places a soft kiss on his forehead, allowing it to linger for a few seconds. “we’ll talk about this more when you wake up, okay?” they whisper and as reassuring as it sounds, he’s still terrified. terrified that he’ll wake up alone.

“will you be here when i wake up?” he tries to let it out calmly, but there is a hint of panic and unsureness in his voice he couldn’t push away any longer. all of that seems to melt away as sole lets out a small chuckle, his heart swelling with a mix of pain and relief.

“yes.” they reassure, “i’ll be here for as long as you need me.”

he let out a relieved sigh, keeping his hand on top of the one that covered his eyes. for the first time in weeks, everything finally felt right.

“love you, charmer.” before he could hear their reply, he felt himself being pulled into slumber that quietly called his name.

#fallout #fallout 4 #fallout 4 companions react #fallout 4 companions #fallout 4 reacts #fallout fanfiction #fallout reacts #fallout reactions #fallout x reader #deacon/sole survivor #deacon x sole survivor #deacon x reader #deacon #angst #happy ending #one shot

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𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌! ♡

𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌 [𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌/𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗌] 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅. 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗌𝗄, 𝗆𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗍! 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾’𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗍, 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆! 𝗂’𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾. 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗆𝖾. 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁!

𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝗂 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾!

ｉｍｐｏｒｔａｎｔ！

♡ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠! 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝. 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠. 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞!

♡ 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 (𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍). 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝗌 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾-𝗐𝖺𝗋? + 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗐𝖺𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒/𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄/𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗀𝗈? 𝖨'𝗆 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄

❥ 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝖾-𝗐𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌. 𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽’𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝗈𝗋, 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽, 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗌𝖾, 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄.

♡ @commandershepardshtole: 𝖤𝖷𝖢𝖴𝖲𝖤 𝖬𝖤, 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖭𝖦 𝖫𝖠𝖣𝖸! 𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾?!

❥ 𝗈𝗆𝗀!! 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁. 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗎𝗉. 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽. 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅. ♡

♡ 𝖬𝖾 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆𝗌: :(

𝖬𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽: :)

❥ 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀,, 𝗂𝗆 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝖽 𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌. 𝗂𝗅𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇! ♡

♡ 𝖨'𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗄 :*

❥ 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇. 𝗂 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗆 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍! 𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗈𝗈. ♡

♡ 𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖣𝖾𝗌𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖺?

❥ 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝗂 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗂 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗍!

♡ 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽! 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀!

❥ 𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾! 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾. 𝗂 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗆! 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈. 𝗂𝗅𝗒 ♡

♡ 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝖺𝖻𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀! 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗐𝗇! 𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍 (𝖨 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍!), 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋!

❥ 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝖼 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌,, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝖺𝗅𝗅. 𝗂'𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌. 𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗂 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾. 𝗂 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾��𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 [𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈]. 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼, 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗍! 𝗂𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾. ♡

♡ 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝖷6-88? 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝗌𝗈 𝖨’𝗆 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌.

❥ 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗑6 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗒. 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒. 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝗈 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗒 𝖻𝖼 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝗈𝖿 𝗑6 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.

♡ 𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇! 𝖨𝗍’𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝖾’𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗌𝗈 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒

❥ 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇! 𝗂 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗍. 𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗂'𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒. 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄! 𝗂 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾, 𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒, 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇. 𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾! ♡

♡ @demdorkydays: 𝖧𝗂, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗂'𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀! 𝖨 𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 :𝖣

❥ 𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁! 𝗂'𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗂 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀. 𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾! ♡

♡ 𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝖫𝖮𝖵𝖤 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗐𝗇! 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝖾𝗍, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇!!! 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀

❥ 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁, 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇. 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗌 𝗂 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌. 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝖻𝖼 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀! 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍! 𝗂'𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗍, 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁. 𝗂'𝗆 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗌𝗈 𝗂 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇! 𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾! <3

♡ @maybeimro: 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾! 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝗈𝗋 𝗐 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗇?

❥ 𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀! 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝖼 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗆! 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾. 𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 @nikfera 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗆! 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 & 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺 𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗃𝗈𝖻 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝗂𝖼𝗈𝗇! 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍. 𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾! ♡

♡ 𝖶𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗑 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍. 𝖶𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖨𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗍. 𝖶𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗍, 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 <3

❥ 𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁, 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾! 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁, 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌. 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗂 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾! 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝗇𝗉𝖼! 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍! 𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇! ♡

#personal #fr im in tears #these comments warm my heart #i love yall #non react #ask

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wastelandlovingscenarios · 3 years

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ive been wanting to write sturges x sole content so bad you guys don’t understand 🤕🤍

#sturges #fallout #fallout 4 #fallout 4 companions react #fallout 4 companions

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wastelandlovingscenarios · 3 years

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I want this to be a short request but how would crushing!companions react to sole who holds their hand whenever they get scared and it slowly turns into a habit for them to always hold onto his hand?

omg this is literally so cute, bye. 🥺💗 i hope you enjoy, anon.

to keep it short, i’ll just write their reactions to when sole holds their hand and i will put ‘companions react to sole holding their hand as a habit’ in a separate post! <3

Danse:

it’s nothing new in his life— he’s experienced his fair share of people holding onto him during stressful and terrifying situations, so it’s something he’s used to. however, sole is an exception in this case. it’s been quite a while since he’s caught feelings for his companion, so it’s different in certain situations with them.

when they first get startled and hold his hand, he tenses up, his mind going completely blank as they wrap their fingers around his palm. though millions of people have done the same action to him in the past, this one feels different and he swears it makes him feel emotions he’s never truly felt before. before he can question what their intentions were, he noticed how they drew closer to him, eyes frantically scanning their surroundings and he realizes that there may have been an uncomfortable presence around.

so danse slowly takes a breath and squeezes their hand in return, looking down at them with red cheeks and a nervous expression. “you’re safe, don’t worry. if there appears to be any threat within our vacinity, i will neutralize it as best as i can.” when they look at him with a relieved smile, he feels his heart swell with emotions he’s never felt in his lifetime. he doesn’t dare to let go until sole feels safe enough to do so and even when they do, he fights the urge to take their hand in his once more.

instead, he impatiently waits for the next time he has the chance to hold their hand in his again, already excited though he refuses to admit it.

Deacon:

deacons not a very affection man nor has he received any affection from any other individual besides his late other half. To say this situation was terrifying for him was an understatement. he’s probably already dreading the fact that he has an unavoidable crush for his companion, not wanting to deal with that type of stress no longer.

the first time his crush rushes to hold his hand out of fear of their surroundings, he immediately pulls away out of habit and stares at them with a lump in his throat, words scrambled and refusing to leave his mouth for a moment. “i-, uh-“

with a mortified expression, sole waves it off with a flush on their face and an embarrassed tone, “shit i’m sorry. it’s just a habit, please don’t mind me.” they slowly distance themselves away from him and deacon quickly gets his act together, inwardly panicking that he may have hurt their feelings unintentionally. “no, it’s fine. i just- uh.” they tilt their head with a confused expression and instead of explaining himself, he lets out a soft apology and awkwardly goes on his way to save him the embarrassment. when he thinks about it later, he feels a pang of guilt hit him and realizes he may have been too harsh, so he tries to make an exception.

next time around, when sole does accidentally jump to grab his hand, it takes him a moment to calm himself down but does gather the courage to return the gesture. he would notice the surprised expression on soles face, and even though he’s internally losing it, he musters up the same shit eating smile he always has and cracks a joke; “charmer, i know it’s hard to stay away from me, but you could at least try.” when sole doesn’t respond and sends him a confused expression, he gives them a small smile and tugs their hand, “that’s okay though, i don’t mind. good ol’ deeks will scare the monsters away.”

when sole lets out a small chuckle, he feels himself grow agitated and immediately whips around to hide the blush on his face as he drags sole along with him. “we better get going if we wanna get outta this scary place. yknow, before you jump out of your shoes.”

Maccready:

he’s very to himself in most situations and values his personal space just as much as most people do in the commonwealth. he believes in a personal bubble and really enforces that idea, respecting his own personal space as well as others. however in this case, mac is probably just as scared as sole is, though he may be a lot better at hiding it.

when sole does grab his hand, he doesn’t give attention to it at first due to him being scared as well but when he does notice them showing signs of fear, he tries to reassure them, even though he’s flustered at the sudden contact. with a deep breath, he sucks in his negative emotions and decides to step up to bring comfort to them.

“hey, you okay?” when sole doesn’t respond, he just pulls them closer and squeezes their hand gently to grab their attention. when they do look at him, he smiles awkwardly, a inevitable blush dusting his cheeks. “earth to sole?”

when they explain their habit of doing so, he tries to lighten the mood by telling stories about his life in the capital wasteland and how he felt during his time at little lamplight, letting them know that he had similar fears and still continues to have them despite him experiencing the wasteland for years.

soon enough, their hands naturally find home in each other as they both continue exchanging similar experiences they’ve had, laughter filling the silence that sole feared just moments back.

Hancock:

hancocks a very touchy man and people do show him quite a lot of affection, so just like danse, he’s used to the constant attention others show him, only this time, the perspective is a little different. he enjoys it far more than other companions and doesn’t mind when they rush to hold his hand, though it catches him off guard.

for a moment, he processes the events occurring but once he does, he lets out a soft smile and a chuckles under his breath. he wants to let out a flirtatious comment or two, but fights the urge and instead, soothes their fear instead of embarrassing them.

“don’t worry, sunshine. you know i wouldn’t let anyone hurt you.” he’d rub his thumb against their knuckles and smiles when he sees the tenseness in their body melt away. “in fact..”

when he lets go of their hand, he sees the panic grow on their face and lets out a small chuckle. with a swift movement, he gently throws his arm over their shoulder and pulls them closer, rubbing their arm reassuringly.

“.. this might be a little more comforting. no matter what happens, i’ll always be ready to protect you this way. don’t you agree?” when they chuckle and nod at his suggestion, he pulls them closer to his body, whispering loud enough for them to hear.

“ ‘m always here for you, sunshine. you don’t ever have to be scared, especially with me around. don’t ever feel like you have to hide it from me.” sole lets out a small hum before leaning into his touch, trusting every word that left his mouth.

Nick Valentine:

nick is very understanding with a situation like this and doesn’t mind it one bit. though he does get a bit flustered, he tries to play out the scenario in a way where they won’t feel embarrassed about the events occurring. he’s aware that everyone has their fair share of fears, no matter how tough you play out to be.

“things can get pretty scary around here, i know.” when he smiles down at them, they feel a sense of ease and relax into his touch instead of having the urge to pull away. “waking up 200 years later in a completely different life will do that to you.”

sole would sigh and hold his hand tighter, their voice barely a whisper as their cheeks flush with embarrassment. “i wonder how you do it sometimes.”

nick lets out a small laugh at their reaction. “it wasn’t always like this, sweetheart. i was just as scared as you, maybe even worse.” sole looks at him with curiosity as he continues on, “theres always something new everyday but soon you’ll learn how to adapt to it.”

“you think so?”

“i know so.” his words are full of reassurance and comfort, allowing sole to let go of any negative feelings that filled their chest.

“good thing i have the best companion in the wasteland to guide me around this hellhole.” sole puts it out as a joke, but knows a part of it was the truth that she was wholeheartedly grateful for.

he proceeded to rub his thumb on their knuckles, feeling a sense of happiness in their comment, “i’ll do my best to meet your expectations, partner.”

Preston:

poor boy. he’d be a blushing mess if sole were to ever do something as simple as this. if they were to dart to grab his hand, even out of fear, he’d stutter in confusion, obviously flustered at the idea of them latching onto him. “w-what are you d-doing?”

his body would immediately freeze upon contact, stopping in his tracks despite the possibility of getting attacked at any given moment. when he catches the terror in their expression, he’s reminded that the general has their weak points too. so instead of questioning their actions any further, he tries to reassure them despite his pounding heart.

“did you wanna turn around? we can always find another route. we could even send a team of minutemen to do this for us.” when sole shakes their hand and swallows the lump in their throat, preston lets out a soft sigh and smiles at them softly.

“just leaving the suggestion out there, general. say the word and we’ll turn right back around.” sole would shake their head, their stubbornness peeking through the look of fear twisting on their face. “it’s fine. i can’t be selfish and let it get to me.”

preston would feel his heart swell at their sacrifice and the determination that they held, despite the odds going against them. gently, he squeezed their hand and looked down at them, seeing the curious expression on their face. “if that’s the case, just know i’m confident that nothing will tear you down. i have your back every step of the way,” he pauses for a moment, rubbing the nape of his neck nervously with a dorky smile, “even if it mean- uh -holding my hand. i’d be more than happy to.”

after a few moments of silence, sole processed his words and smiled at him in response, returning the squeeze. “thank you, preston.”

Sturges:

sturges is aware he isn’t the strongest man in the commonwealth nor does he have the ability to protect sole in most situations. however, if he had a choice, he would do the best he could and he knows that sole is aware of his intentions. yet, when they yelp with fear and lunge to him, taking his hand in theirs, he realizes that maybe he isn’t as weak as he sought out to be.

“you holding up ‘lright, sweetheart?” when they notice their actions, their expression slowly twists into a terrified one and they attempt to retrieve their hand as quickly as they can. sturges doesn’t stop them from doing so and instead just laughs heartily and offers his hand to them despite their reaction.

“i’m fine with it, yknow. i wasn’t complainin’ or anything, just wanted to check if you’re okay.” sole hesitates for a moment, eyes flickering from his hand to his face before replying. “are you sure it’s okay? it just gave me a little scare, you don’t have to-“

before they could continue, he moves closer, taking their hand in his with a light blush on his cheeks and a reassuring smile plastered on his face. “it’s the least i can do for you.” his actions are more than enough to reassure sole and they nod, accepting his offer. “thank you, sturges.”

Gage:

he doesn’t like crushes— gage is so used to the habit of a one night stand and constant hook ups that he absolutely forgets how loving someone feels like. as sole grips his hand in fear, he chokes up for a good second and immediately gets himself together, retreating his hand and glaring at them.

“the fuck you think you’re doing?” despite his tough demeanor, his voice becomes slightly shaky and a small tinge of pink dusts his cheek. this doesn’t go unnoticed at first, but sole knows they’re too distracted to point it out.

they would apologize with an embarrassed expression and he’d avert his eyes elsewhere before continuing on; “yer the damn overboss, some stupid shit like this shouldn’t scare you. you gotta be tougher than that if yer gonna survive in this world.”

he doesn’t realize the words that leave his mouth until his eyes fall on sole, who’s clearly embarrassed and overwhelmed with the situation and immediately feels a tinge of guilt. with a quiet groan, he slows down and averts his eyes elsewhere, waiting for them to pick up the pace. when sole lets out a confused hum, he forces the words to leave his mouth.

“hurry up and get in front of me, why don’t ya’? yer acting like i’d let the overboss get hurt on my watch.”

they would pause for a moment at his words but feel a sense of reassurance knowing that gage had their back, despite his attitude towards them. “okay.” sole would smile at him softly and he’d scoff, fighting the blush threatening to creep up on his face. this stupid love bullshit was doing nothing but holding him back.

“yeah, yeah. lets get a move on before i leave ya out here to get eaten.”

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