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These are some pictures of my sole, Ellie. They're mostly for @nickvaultentine but also if anyone wanted to see her. The top 3 are her old hair and the bottom are all of her new hair. -Lux

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F!Sole/MacCready, #43!

I’m sorry this is so short, haha.

“There’s like 20 of them, there’s no way we can do this” Maccreedy complained. “Dude. C'mon. You’re an expert sniper. We just have to find a vantage point. Like that” Sole pointed to a building, proving an oddly perfect spot for them once they got up there.

“Okay. Do what you do best” Sole said, moving out of the way for him. “How come I always have to do it? Why don’t you ever try?” “Oh my god are you really going to complain about this right now? You probably just wanna look at my ass when I’m in position. Fine.” Sole got down into position and set up. She killed 5 Raiders in a row without wasting a single bullet. After the fifth one, she heard Mac behind her swear under his breath. “Are you impressed yet?” she said with a smirk on her face. It took Mac a second, but he finally got out, “Holy f-frick. I think im in love.”

-Lux

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M!sole and piper and #23 please and thank you

Thank you for such a polite request Anon

“Blue.. is that.. Is that my shirt?”

Blue himself jolted up on the sofa, and instantly regretted it.

“Piper! Urgh.. Note to self, no sudden moves..”

The Journalist descended the rest of the stairs from her loft, arms folded across her chest. The Sole Survivor had the decency to look sheepish in his sprawled out mess. Bleary-eyed and pale, but sheepish.

“Geez Blue, it smells like a brewery in here,” She sniffed pointedly, eyeing her shirt. “I hope you didn’t spill any on my shirt. I wanted to wear that today, y’know.”

“No, no, of course not. Well, actually..” Blue shed the button-up from his shoulders, gingerly holding it up for a sniff test. “Yeah! It’s totally fine.” He gave Piper his most charming smile. She wasn’t convinced.

Deft hands plucked it from his outstretched arms. Piper kept it at arm’s length, literally, before tossing it into the washer nearby. Blue leaned up on one elbow, smiling despite himself.

“Damn. Does that mean you’ll have to go shirtless today?”

She rolled her eyes, trying to ignore the traitorous smile pulling at the corner of her lip.

“If I said yes, I suspect I’d suddenly find myself without a wardrobe.”

Blue grinned, getting to his feet from the couch. Piper couldn’t stop the smile from taking hold as she heard him pad close behind her. Eyes closed, lips curved, a sigh of content. Blue’s arms snaking around her waist. The warmth of his chest against her back.

“I think you might be.. Wright.”

~HM

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Some icons for @paladin-dork aka, the winner of our giveaway!!!

-Lux

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Okay, maybe one extra day isn’t so bad. I’ll pick when I get home from work in 6 hours! Someone send me ways to pick someone bc I don’t want to google

We hit 1k! Wow. I don’t even know what to say except a massive thank you to all of you amazing followers! We’re so humbled and so thankful for all the love you guys show to this blog, just, <3

For the giveaway that we are gonna do now we’ve hit 1k (omg), Lux and I decided on using a random number generator to pick the follower! We’ll give the winner one week to reply to us with what they would like written as their prize. The prize is two fics or prompts, with any pairing, and any content (within reason). One will be written by Lux, the other by me, HM. And yes, that means you can request all the delicious smut you like ;)

Another prize, that’ll be just from me (Lux), can be a background/icon/whatever kind of edit you like! I’ve made a couple for this blog, heck, I even made this header! It can be a character, or multiple or literally almost anything you want.

In the event that our first winner doesn’t get back to us, we’ll do the generator again and the second person will receive it, and so on. Now thats outta the way, again, we just want to say thank you guys. So much.

This will end May 28th, so reblog until then! Oh yeah, only reblog count but you can like to bookmark! Also, this is for our followers, so to enter, you must be following us! We’ll check! Message us with any questions!

~ Lux & HM

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Vault tec rep, pls come down from there. We miss you

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Reactions to being pulled into a slow dance by the SS?

Such a cute request

Cait: Cait freezes, her body totally resisting as Sole tries to tug her into their embrace. “The hell are you doin’?” She manages to sputter out, totally unlike her usual gruff self. “C’mon, Cait,” Sole smiles softly at her, squeezing her hand. “Dance with me.”“I..” She hesitates, eyes darting between their linked hands and Sole’s waiting face. “I.. alright.” She mumbles, loosening enough for Sole to pull her in. The Survivor pulls their joined hands up, free hand resting on her waist. Cait swallows a smart remark, feeling something suspiciously like butterflies stirring in her stomach with the way they’re looking at her.

Codsworth: Codsworth hums a gentle tune as Sole rests their hands on his cool body, twirling around the room with him. For a moment, a brief second, it feels like the ruins of the house they dance in are gone, wound back in time to be the sparkling kitchen of their old home on a lazy Sunday morning.

Curie: Curie’s face lights up when Sole asks her to dance, one delicate hand already in their grasp. She offers her other hand with a giggle, and Sole obliges, brushing a kiss on her knuckles before linking their fingers. Slow is an understatement for the speed at which they move. It’s a leisurely sway, both of them hopelessly lost in one another’s eyes.

Danse: The Paladin doesn’t realise Sole has tricked him into a dance until it’s too late. He had let them take him by the hand, following along like a lost lamb. When they stop and Sole moves his hands to their waist, however, he realises. A slow waltz purrs into life from Sole’s Pip-Boy as they reach up, draping their arms over his broad shoulders. “Dance with me, Danse.” They whisper, crooked grin included.A whole host of excuses rise to the tip of his tongue. He ignores them, instinct taking over as he leads Sole around the room.

Deacon: Deacon doesn’t need to be asked twice. He steps up smoothly from his chair, taking Sole into an intimate embrace like he’d been born to do so. No music plays as he deftly twirls them around the room. Sole tires of only seeing their reflection in his sunglasses when they seek his eyes, so they rest their head on his shoulder instead, singing a tune to which they slow down.

Dogmeat: Dogmeat snuffles his way in between Sole’s legs as they dance with their partner, wanting some of this attention too! Sole and their companion laugh as he jumps to his hind legs, offering his paws to Sole. His tail wags furiously as Sole dances around with him, hopping to and fro.

Hancock: Hancock is one of the smoothest dancers Sole has ever met. Pre-war included. They are swept into his arms the minute they reach for a dance, spun and dipped so gracefully it takes their breath away. Hancock grins the whole time, enjoying the bewildered, yet pleased expression on Sole’s face.

MacCready: MacCready rolls his eyes when Sole extends their hand, inviting him to lurch around the room like a pair of lovesick youths. “C’mon, Sole. I’m a mercenary, for Chrissake.” “What, mercenaries can’t dance?” They dig, catching Mac by the thumb and tugging him closer. “Or just you, Mister Sniper extraordinaire?”“Flattery will get you nowhere, Sole.” He shakes his head, unsuccessfully hiding his smile. “Then what about bribery?” They reply, taking Mac’s hands and placing one on their waist, the other on their shoulder. They both pretend not to notice that he doesn’t resist. “I’ll give you.. Two caps for the dance. A bargain, really.” “With an offer like that?” MacCready rolls his eyes again, letting Sole lead him for the first few steps. “How can I refuse.”

Maxson: Maxson is so rooted to the ground when Sole takes their hand, he might as well be a marble pillar. Sole doesn’t have to say anything to get him to give in. They look up at his hulking frame, bearded and scarred, and smile. A genuine smile, full of warmth and comfort. Maxson is so disarmed by this he even smiles back, loosening up enough for Sole to guide his arms around them, taking a few slow steps.

Nick: “Hey, Nick. I have a question.” Sole begins, popping up directly in front of Valentine’s nose. He peers at them, and tries not to frown. That line never means anything good.“You do, huh?” He sighs, popping a cigarette into his mouth before replying. “Fire away.”Sole raises a single finger, asking him to wait. He watches as they fiddle around with their Pip-Boy for a moment. They snap their attention back to him, a grin spreading across their face as the slow tune echoes out from their wrist.“Dance with me?” They ask, gently unfurling the hand holding his cigarette, taking it into their own. Nick’s lips pull up in a wry grin. He shrugs.“Y’know what? Alright,” He rests his metal hand on the dip in Sole’s waist, trying to swallow down the feeling of how right it feels to settle there. “Let’s dance.”

Piper: “Aw, I love this song!” Piper calls out to the Sole Survivor, nose buried in her printing press, attempting to fix it for the umpteenth time. “Can you turn it up, Blue?”Blue does so. They pick up the radio, bringing it over to a table nearby as Piper mutters and swears to herself. They smile as they listen, amused by the colourful strings of curses she weaves together. “Hey, Piper,” They call, getting to their feet as the song changes. “Come out of your cave for a minute.” “Yeah, just gimme a sec Bl-” She cuts off, having been pulled out of the press by the impatient arm looped around her waist. “..Blue.” Piper finishes, trying hard not to blush at their proximity. The Survivor smiles, gazing over the small inkstains on her face. There’s no need for them to ask. Piper obliges them leading her around the room, slow and sweet. Neither hear the door give a slight creak as Nat pops her head in, so wrapped up in eachother are they. Nat only grins, snaps a picture with her sister’s camera, and darts away.

Preston: Sole stops mid-repairs around Sanctuary. Their head tilts up, a smile coming to their face as they recognise the slow tune coming from the radio. “This is our song.” They whisper, wiping their hands on an old rag as they approach Preston. The Minuteman smiles, wiping a thick forearm across his brow. “Yes it is, General.” “I think we deserve a break,” The Survivor says, tucking the rag into their belt. They stop before Preston, looking up into his eyes. Their hand slips into his own warm grasp. “Just a little one.” “I think you’re right.” He agrees, placing a single chaste kiss on Sole’s forehead. “Lets enjoy it while we can.”

Strong: It was an interesting discovery, to say the least, that Strong enjoyed music. More interesting was his willingness to dance with the Survivor to said music. The companions watched on, utterly enraptured as Sole tugged the Super Mutant by his enormous hand, humming softly to the green giant as they paced around the room.

Travis: Travis couldn’t stop staring into their eyes. The Survivor’s hands rested like lead on his shoulders, sending cool shocks right down his spine. His tongue seemed to stick to the roof of his mouth, unable to squeak out his shock. He tried not to breathe in their scent too much as they dropped their head to his shoulder, humming into his jacket. He heard a mumble of laughter.“Breathe, Travis,” Sole looked up, noses nearly brushing. “It’s only me.” “That’s the thing..” Travis whispered back, mustering his courage. He leaned in.

X6-88: It took some cajoling for X6 to dance with the Survivor. And by cajoling, Sole meant forcing. Bribing. Guilting. None of it worked. Not until they gave up, collapsing into a nearby chair with a sullen pout perking their lips. They tried not to glare at X6 as he crossed the room to the radio, fiddling with the dial for a moment, stopping when a string of haunting violin played out. He moved back to the Survivor, stopping in front of their folded legs.“I didn’t like that song.” His voice was emotionless. The upward quirk of his lip was not. A gloved hand descended down, meeting Sole’s.

~HM

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F!Sole/Hancock with #5? :)

Idk what this is im sorry lmao

She was standing against a wall, in Fahrenheit’s usual position, just watching them. Ugh. He was always so touchy with Fahrenheit Sole thought. She was doing everything she could to impress him and it seemed like nothing was working.

She must have had a sneer on her face because when they were done talking, Hancock walked over to her and said, “You’re jealous, aren’t you?” Sole stood up straight. “What? No! What reason would I have to be jealous?” She mentally swore at herself. “Alright, sister. Whatever you say.”

“Fuck this” Sole said as she grabbed his face and kissed where his lips used to be. She wanted this, and to her surprise, so did he. It was passionate, but there was something else. In between kisses, Hancock breathed out, “I’ve been waiting so long for this.”

-Lux

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F!Sole/Maxson, and 49.... pretty please?

Okay, this is after the danse thing. I hope you like it!!!

It must be 2 A.M. she thought. She couldn’t sleep, and had no idea why. That was okay though, since next thing she knew, a large body was stumbling into her room. “Wh-” sole started before getting interrupted. “I’m really drunk. Please help me.” The voice sounded familiar, but she couldn’t quite place it until the figure came to sit on the edge of the bed. Maxson. He put his head in his hands and said, “I just, I can’t handle the decision I made. Was it right?”Sole sighed. She edged closer to him and put a hand on his back. “No. I don’t think so. But you really can’t take it back now. It’s too late.” They sat in silence for a minute, sole rubbing Maxson’s back. Tension rising. She put her head on his shoulder, and Maxson sat up, taking his hands from his face. Sole gave him a confused look. Had she done something wrong? No, because next thing they knew, Maxson turned to face her and put his hands on her face. “What are you d-” Sole started before being interrupted by his lips crashing into theirs. It was needy and hot, but as much as sole wanted this, sbe couldn’t move past remembering that he was, in fact, very drunk. She could taste the whiskey on his tongue. Sole pulled away. “Listen. I want this, I do, but I want you to be fully aware of what you’re doing, and right now, you’re drunk.” He just grunted. “I’m not going to let you do something you might regret.” Sole moved off the bed and positioned him so he would be laying down, and pushed the blanket over him. “Goodnight, Arthur,” they said, placing a kiss on his forehead. He closed his eyes and smiled, pulling the blanket closer to him.

-Lux

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54 Writing Prompts.

1. “It wouldn’t be the first time you broke a promise.” 2. “You know how I feel about birthdays.” 3. “You can’t ask me to do that.” 4. “Oh, you scared me!” 5. “You’re jealous, aren’t you?” 6. “You really… That’s not exactly meant to be eaten.” 7. “This is my favorite song!” 8. “You’re so drunk.” 9. “It doesn’t matter, I’m not leaving you.” 10. “It’s just that… Well, my favorite character just died.” 11. “Don’t be stupid.” 12. “Of course I love you.” 13. “Don’t you ever do that again!” 14. “Have you ever thought about… like… us?” 15. “If we die, I’m going to kill you.” 16. “I can’t believe you’d do something like this!” 17. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” 18. “You’re my favorite muse.” 19. “Don’t worry about it, I got it.” 20. “I promise, it’s just this once.” 21. “You owe me.” 22. “What, you scared I’ll kick your ass again?” 23. “Is that my shirt?” 24. “Wanna go for a drive?” 25. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” 26. “Fancy meeting you here.” 27. “You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into, do you?” 28. “Well, this is awkward.” 29. “Give it back!” 30. “Do you think you could just please go one day without pissing me off?” 31. “Why are you crying?” 32. “Just this once, okay?” 33. “You’re really soft.” 34. “Is it possible to love too much?” 35. “I will always be there protect you.” 36. “The stars look especially lovely tonight.” 37. “May I have this dance?” 38. “I can’t stop thinking about you.” 39. “All I want is you.” 40. “You look incredible in that.” 41. “Sometimes I just can’t control myself when around you.” 42. “Do you believe in love at first sight?” 43. “I think I’m in love.” 44. “I’d like it if you stayed. 45. “I have never felt this way about anyone.” 46. “Can I kiss you?” 47. “I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy socks.” 48. “My parents are coming over in 10 minutes so please put some clothes on” 49. “I’m really drunk, please help me.” 50. “This is probably a bad time, but marry me?” 51. “We’ve become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about. ” 52. “I think you might be pregnant.” 53. “Shh… I’m sleeping.” 54. “Why wasn’t I invited to your wedding?”

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We hit 1k! Wow. I don’t even know what to say except a massive thank you to all of you amazing followers! We’re so humbled and so thankful for all the love you guys show to this blog, just, <3

For the giveaway that we are gonna do now we’ve hit 1k (omg), Lux and I decided on using a random number generator to pick the follower! We’ll give the winner one week to reply to us with what they would like written as their prize. The prize is two fics or prompts, with any pairing, and any content (within reason). One will be written by Lux, the other by me, HM. And yes, that means you can request all the delicious smut you like ;)

Another prize, that’ll be just from me (Lux), can be a background/icon/whatever kind of edit you like! I’ve made a couple for this blog, heck, I even made this header! It can be a character, or multiple or literally almost anything you want.

In the event that our first winner doesn’t get back to us, we’ll do the generator again and the second person will receive it, and so on. Now thats outta the way, again, we just want to say thank you guys. So much.

This will end May 28th, so reblog until then! Oh yeah, only reblog count but you can like to bookmark! Also, this is for our followers, so to enter, you must be following us! We’ll check! Message us with any questions!

~ Lux & HM

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I'll write something too! I love long ones. I can also make a background or icon or whatever for the winner(s)! And maybe I can offer up a drawing…

-Lux

Nearly 1k followers!

Oh my God.

I just checked, and we are currently sitting at 993 followers!

All I can say is a massive thank you to all of you amazing people! Thank you so much for all your support and all the awesome, interesting prompts you guys send in. 

Lux previously mentioned doing a giveaway when we hit 1k, and I’d like to add to that too. For the winner, you can request any pairing, prompt, or whatever you like really (within the Fallout universe, that is), and I’ll write it for ya!

Thank you again everyone. Seriously made my day. Week. Y’know, everything. 

~HM

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Nearly 1k followers!

Oh my God.

I just checked, and we are currently sitting at 993 followers!

All I can say is a massive thank you to all of you amazing people! Thank you so much for all your support and all the awesome, interesting prompts you guys send in. 

Lux previously mentioned doing a giveaway when we hit 1k, and I’d like to add to that too. For the winner, you can request any pairing, prompt, or whatever you like really (within the Fallout universe, that is), and I’ll write it for ya!

Thank you again everyone. Seriously made my day. Week. Y’know, everything. 

~HM

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Why r u so silent? ;-;

Who me? Or HM? We both have college lmao. I'm failing a couple classes :$-Lux

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im super gross but romanced (if that would even change anything??) companions react to finding out the nice dinner sosu made them was human flesh?

WARNING : CANNIBALISM AHEAD. DON’T READ IF YOU ARE SQUEAMISH!

Cait: Cait would lose her temper. Fast. Sole would fall from their chair, face swelling already from the blow Cait landed right under their eye. “I can’t fuckin’ believe you!” She would shout, pacing around them as they slowly attempt to stand. She notices and yanks them by the collar. “You ever pull another damn stunt like that, you’ll be in bits small enough to be cooked too.”She stalks off, flipping the table on her way.

Codsworth: Codsworth hovers at the table where Sole is gleefully chowing down on what looks to be.. A human femur. Bits of charred flesh still attached. He hums. “Quite the.. Delicacy there, Sir/Mum.”He knows it would have been a travesty before the War, but Sole is his family, and well, needs must, he supposes.

Curie: Curie would freeze. Wide eyes would fly to her plate, and her hand would fling to her mouth. “Oh, Sole..” She whispers. “What ‘ave you done..”

Danse: Danse would leap up from the table, hands flying into his hair, tugging to the roots in anger and shock. “I.. Soldier.. You..” The Paladin would be speechless, opting to turn and leave instead. Sole doesn’t see him again for weeks.

Deacon: Deacon would slow his chewing to a standstill, and although Sole can’t see, his eyes would be fixed on them, cold, and hurt. He stands up from the table with a scrape, spitting his half chewed mouthful onto the plate. “Never would have expected this from you, Pal.” He fades away with a shake of his head.

Dogmeat: Dogmeat don’t care. His tongue lolls happily when he looks up from his bowl, seeing Sole munching away just as gleefully on their own human morsel.

Hancock: Hancock would swear. “Aw, you gotta be fuckin’ kidding me, Sole!” He picks up the plate and throws it in anger, letting it smash against the wall. “I didn’t mean ‘of the people’ that literally!”

MacCready: MacCready would be enjoying the meal, complimenting Sole on their cooking skills, reaching over to squeeze their hand across the table. Right up until he learns what it’s made from. He thinks Sole is joking at first. When he realizes they’re not, his guts churn, and he turns with only a split second to spare, swiftly hurling up all he had eaten.

Maxson: Maxson would go utterly, totally silent. Sole can’t coax a word out of him as he moves to his desk, pressing a hidden button. Two suited Brotherhood soldiers storm in a second later, quickly apprehending the Survivor. The last words Sole ever hears from Maxson are “Get them out of my sight.”

Nick: Nick sees Sole devouring a set of ribs. He wanders over, smile curving around his cigarette, until he sees the butchered corpse nearby. Missing the ribs. Nick feels boiling hot rage fire up inside him, but he stops himself from yelling at Sole. He turns around, adjusts his hat, and leaves. No matter their history, a person like that doesn’t deserve his attention.

Piper: Piper’s fork clatters to the table, having been halfway to her lips. She pales, then stands up, moving away before throwing up. When Sole gets up to approach her, she whips around, finger pointed and shaking. “How could you?” Her voice cracks.

Preston: Preston slams his fist on the table, before stalking away, taking his Minutemen hat and musket with him. Sole follows, until he turns around. “Stay the hell away from me, General.” He spits, as angry as Sole has ever heard. “I ever see you hurt someone around these Settlements,” He gestures to the sleepy iron town around them. “I’ll be forced to use this.” His musket gives one short whine.

Strong: Strong is gleeful. He and Sole roast, fry, boil, stew, and bake the dead Raiders for hours, devouring the whole lot. “STRONG KNEW THIS HUMAN NOT WEAK LIKE OTHERS!” He exclaims, giving Sole a thunderous clap on the back.

Travis: Travis would puke. Immediately. Chunks of half digested ‘steak’ go flying all over the tablecloth and candles. He’s shaking when he stands, sick to his stomach, head spinning as he crashes out of the door. Diamond City Radio is silent for a week.

X6-88: X6 would stop his meal, inspecting the plate in front of him. “Hm. You had me fooled.” He stands up, brushes off his coat, and fixes Sole with a glare so icy they feel a chill. “Never do that again.”

~HM

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I made some backgrounds in case anyone needed a new one! -Lux

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Companions react to the SS being a little "flirty" with them. Things like grabbing their hands, giving them cheek kisses, hugs, cuddles, etc. You can decided which cutie actions go with which companions. Please include Deacon and Nick (ू•ᴗ•ू❁)

Cait: Cait picks up on Sole’s behaviour straight away. The little brush of their hand against hers after a good fight, the way they’d lean in close to her when they sat next to each other. The gifts they showered her with, whether a new weapon or a drink at the bar, even a wilting bouquet of hubflowers once. She was flattered at first. Then impatient. The next time Sole reached to congratulate her after they decimated a raider gang, she grabbed Sole’s hand, and tugged them right in front of her face. “You know that I’m not a patient woman, Sole. Get on with it already, would ya?”

Curie: Curie doesn’t understand, at first. She thinks Sole’s affections are merely friendly, what, with how warm and happy they make her feel. Until Curie notices that it’s only Sole that does certain things. Her other friends don’t reach to kiss her knuckles when they see her. They don’t sit behind her at the campfire on cold evenings, gathering her into their jacket. Friends don’t look at her the way Sole does. She realizes this, and then after feels a rather confusing rush of emotions each time she sees her ‘just a friend’.

Codsworth: From Codsworth’s time with the Sole Survivor pre-war, he knew that Sole was by nature a flirtatious person. He didn’t take the many, many suave comments aimed his way as anything more than amusing conversation.

Danse: Like Curie, Danse also considers Sole’s tender actions to be that of a friend. He has no experience otherwise, after all. When Scribe Haylen eventually asks the Paladin if they are “official”, Danse freezes in sudden realization. Horror dawns on his features as he remembers all the times he and Sole had exchanged familiar touches, whether a squeeze of the hand or a bear hug, in front of his Brotherhood comrades. Haylen laughs at the red bloom across his cheeks.

Deacon: Deacon more than matches Sole’s flirtations every time. Sole kisses him on the cheek? Deacon kisses Sole on the very corner of their lips. Sole gives Deacon a brief hug? He scoops them up, twirling them around in his arms. They look ridiculous to anyone watching. Most of the Railroad often are, usually with a collective eye roll. There’s bets on how long until they get together. Deacon has the most money in the pot.

Dogmeat: Dogmeat takes it as a personal mission, or it seems like it, to interrupt any flirtations Sole attempts, whatsoever. Holding hands? You bet Dogmeats warm nose butts in there. Trying to cuddle? You bet Dogmeat jumps onto Sole’s lap.

Hancock: Hancock realises what Sole is angling towards the very first time their hands ‘accidentally’ brush. He never comments or tries for more, just takes it in stride. They appear thick as thieves to any onlookers, arms wrapped around waists and shoulders.

MacCready: There’s very little that MacCready wants more than for their flirtations to turn into kisses on lips rather than cheeks, or touches on bare skin instead of leather shoulders. When it comes to making it a reality, however, he’s full of hesitation. He struggles with it, blushing like a fool, even on the occasion when Sole’s touch is totally innocent.

Maxson: Maxson wasn’t used to any form of intimacy, even the fledgling type that came with flirtation, thanks to him being moulded for Brotherhood command from a young age. He was confused by Sole’s coy smiles, their warm presence, everything. He did what he did with most that he didn’t understand - treated it with suspicion. When Sole finally got exasperated and told him their feelings, Maxson has a major ‘Oh.’ moment.

Nick: The detective realises Sole’s intentions straight away. Being the gentleman that he is, paired with a low sense of self-worth and identity issues, he is reluctant to let Sole get any closer than a brief squeeze of the hand. It takes a lot of affection from Sole, and a lot of thought from Nick before he finally lets his barriers down.

Piper: Piper is the type of person that is flustered easily. Very easily. Sole absolutely takes advantage of this, using every spare moment to be close to the Reporter. They relish the way Piper sinks into their hugs, before catching herself with a nervous stammer. Or the wide-eyed surprise she gets when Sole reaches over, brushing aside a strand of her hair as she reads. Piper eventually gets exasperated with Sole when they’re particularly teasing one day. She grabs them by the chin and kisses them in a moment of bravery, making her feelings known.

Preston: Sole loves to accompany Preston on his patrols. They also love to hold his hand while doing so, thumbs brushing over hands calloused from his musket. Sole makes the effort to eat with Preston, often just the two of them, sitting underneath the stars on a cool Sanctuary evening, warm words exchanged between them. Their flirtation is a brief affair, quickly turning into a relationship. Preston is the type of man to make his feelings known to Sole almost immediately. He knows just how short time in the Wasteland can be.

Strong: Strong is just confused. So confused. Why do humans need to touch so much? Why him? He doesn’t understand Sole’s compliments, so he usually just grunts.

Travis: Travis is a bumbling, blushing mess, and that’s even before Sole starts flirting with him. He tries not to shake when Sole slips their fingers between his, and hides his blush when they compliment him by grabbing the nearest drink and chugging.

X6-88: X6 is aware of Sole’s flirting, but for one of the first times in his life, he is unsure how to proceed. He opens his mouth to speak when Sole hugs him after a close fight, but finds himself lost for words, a traitorous arm of his wrapping around their middle. His sunglasses hide his perplexed frown when Sole grins at him in passing in the Institute. It’s quite the conundrum to keep him occupied on long nights where he keeps watch. Watch on Sole, for the most part.

(Sorry for taking so long! Been super busy with uni and work but hoping to pick up the pace with these replies! Thank you to everyone for sending in such amazing and clever requests, promise I’ll get to them soon!)

~HM