#( deacon lock ) ASK MEME

[breadandblankets]

Opening Lines Meme

Tagged by @livingmeatloaf (lmao i just changed it)

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

They do this sometimes, just sit and watch Morgan work. (CE Code Section 10: Grounding and Bonding - S&D Tier, safety lecture disguised as fic, Alex S Tier/Morgan D Tier

The video rolls and Bruce feels all of his years, every sleepless night, every stitch, staple, and pin. (chapter 4 of so i can find someone to rely on (and run to them) - Batman, ghost king jason todd, gen)

Duke Thomas is having the weirdest day ever. (a great, dark, soft thing - Batman, duke has his powers woken by events in prev fic has a migraine about it, gen

Tim, it seems, has never once in his life waited. (chapter 3 of no. 2)

There is a package on his doorstep. (chap 2)

The door, locked in front of him, his “mother” beside him, the damning beep of the countdown timer, the pulsing agony that followed every beat of his heart. (chap 1)

“Luo Binghe’s transfer has not gone through,” Shen Qingqiu says as he comes in, calm and collected. (the window to the soul (and other such fallacies) - SVSSS, how to fix the world one tea not-date at a time, Shang Qinghua/Shen Jiu)

Deathclaw is a being of utmost dread, is what X6 decides as he is woken up by his oxygen supply being cut off by fur. (chap 2 of the differences we sometimes fear to show - Fallout 4, deathclaw is a cat, Deacon/X6-88)

The night was becoming X6-88's favorite time of day. (chap 1 of above)

You ever have something so batsh— uh crap insane happen to you that the whole event simply takes up permanent residence in your head? (one of the afternoons ever - Fallout 4, part one of railroad au X6, gen)

What have we learned?

the romance between me and in media res

I'm a big fan of statement openers, just a general observation about the situation about to play out. These are either backed up later in the story or theyre immediately disproven

Either a v short sentence or a long abuse of the comma, no in between.

Limited third person pov my beloved, shout out to the single 2nd?? person pov happening at no 10

Present tense: 6; Past: 2; Future: 1; Mixed or unknown (i hated english class if you ask me what a particle or whatever its called i will scream): 1

additional just cause i noticed it, im about 50/50 about establishing who the story is about in the first sentence, usually i can go a whole paragraph before telling the reader who im talking about

That was neat! i would apologize for posting several of the same fic if i was sorry XD

I'll tag @enbycupcake and @owldork1998 and anyone else who wants in! thank u loaffff

[absentialucis]

STARS- BETELGEUSE, BELLATRIX, CONSTELLATIONS - GEMINI, CENTARUS GALAXIES- MILKY WAY ( any of our bbs )

Betelgeuse: What’s something you can never forget about?

"My first day in Icaria. Going from a shoebox apartment to living on an island paradise is pretty hard to forget. Plus, before then I had never really felt at home anywhere.”

Bellatrix: Have you ever been forced to lie/keep a secret?

"Yes. By my father.”

Gemini: Favourite song?

“I’m not sure I have one. I listen to whatever is playing on the radio at the time.”

Centaurus: Favourite holiday?

"I’m not much of a holiday person but Halloween was always fun at the Bennetts.”

Milky Way: Who’s your oldest friend?  

“As silly as this sounds it’s Wesley. But if we don’t want to count Wesley then definitely Jasmine. We’ve been friends since the moment I moved to Icaria.” @luciferpens

[totally-not-deacon]

Fallout OCs as a Companion

Saw that @megatontiddies had filled this ask meme out in full, then remembered that I did as well! Hell, I’m still adding to it and honestly, it makes me really wanna turn Asher into a proper companion mod some day.

Under the cut-off, cause it’s loooong.

what perk would they give the player?

Anatomy Lessons: Through years of medical practice, Asher has learned the weakest points of the human body and knows both how to treat them as well as how to cause maximum damage, granting you 30% extra limb damage to enemies.

how do you recruit them? are there multiple methods? 

Asher is in desperate need for medical supplies to keep up with demand in Goodneighbor. Donating either 10 stimpaks, 5 Rad-X, 5 Rad-Away, or 3 Addictol will allow you to ask them to come with you. Initially they will refuse, saying people need them there, but an easy speech check will convince them that they’ve taught enough people the basics to handle themselves for a while. It doesn’t hurt that they’ve been itching for the open road for months now. Goodneighbor doesn’t get much in the way of fresh air.

what raises and lowers their affinity?

Raises: Generous and peaceful dialogue options, boarding a vertibird, helping the Railroad, hacking

Lowers: Mean and violent dialogue options, addiction, theft, asking for more caps, joining/helping the Brotherhood or the Institute

how do they react to certain things? what do they say?

Entering combat:

(resigned) “Here we go again.”

“So no talking about our problems? So much for Therapy Thursdays.”

(sarcastic) “Violence, just what the doctor ordered.”

Lockpicking: 

"Huh, you've got some steady hands."

"I'd ask for a try, but I'd probably just jam the lock."

Stepping on a landmine:

“Ah jeez! How are you still standing?”

“Usually we try to avoid those. Hold still, let me get my kit.”

Jumping from a high place:

"If you thought that was a good idea, you need more than just a physical exam."

Taking radiation damage:

“Uh, I’m pretty sure you shouldn’t be able to taste static. Let’s get indoors.”

“Your complexion’s absolutely glowing! And not in a good way.”

“I like my hair attached to my head, thank you very much. It’s time to go.”

Seeing the Prydwen arrive:

“You know, I thought coming here meant I wouldn’t have to deal with those assholes. Just my luck, I guess.”

Boarding a vertibird:

“I’ve always wanted to ride one of these!”

“Man, this would have made my trip so much faster.”

“Don’t look down!”

Cannibalism:

“Oh. Oh no. That is… yikes.”

“I’m pretty sure I’ve got some Cram in my pack…”

“So there’s this interesting disease I read about once called Kuru. Let me know if you start shaking.”

Junk:

"Just so you know, I'm a doctor, not a chiropractor."

"Are you up to date on your tetanus vaccinations?"

"Where I come from, they call that prospecting. Me? I call it hoarding."

Killing/Murder an innocent:

"Who the hell do you think you are? What makes you think you have the right to do something like that? No, you know what? I'm out of here. I'm not going to be a part of this." - this makes them immediately leave.

do they periodically give the player items? what kind of items?

Occasional Rad-X and Rad-Away. Don't need you getting sick on them and making their job harder.

would they be able to do specialized task? (eg. repairs, hacking)

Hacking both owned and unowned terminals up to Expert level

would they be romancable?

Yes, provided their personal quest has been completed.

    Lover’s embrace quotes:

    “Well, that’s one way to get our daily exercise.”

    “But the bed is so warm…”

    “(yawn) I’ll get the coffee going.”

    “Mornin’ sleepyhead.”

do they have a unique outfit or weapon?

A Followers Lab Coat – unique to the Commonwealth

what would be their personal quest, if they have one?

Attachment Theory: Asher’s brother Dusty died at the hands of the Legion in 2281, on Asher’s operating table no less. They’ve never gotten over the loss, and it’s also left them with utter contempt for slavers or any group that acts in a similar manner. Recently, Asher has heard rumors of a group abducting and selling synths into slavery, and wants your help investigating what’s happening. The two of you hunt for clues, and eventually discover it’s the Gunners that are responsible. You find that they’re holding the synths in the Gunner’s Plaza for transport. Getting in, destroying the Gunners inside, rescuing the synths, and getting back out alive won’t be easy. In the end, Asher is happy with the good the two of you have done. It won’t bring their brother back, but they know they can make a difference to others in need.

what are their opinions on certain factions? (eg. brotherhood, NCR)

Railroad: Very high, is actually a member, but will only reveal this if the player is as well.

Brotherhood: Heavily disliked for how they treat non-humans as well as anyone they deem beneath them

Minutemen: Liked, thinks their goal is noble and likes seeing settlements helped

Institute: Hated, for their use of synths as slaves to the way the Commonwealth has been terrorized by them. Laments such poor uses for such high tech that could save lives.

NCR: Not a fan, due to how they force communities to join them against their will, how they treated the Followers, and that they somewhat blame them for their brother’s death.

Legion: Deep seated hatred. From slavery, conquest, treatment of women, there’s absolutely nothing they see redeemable about them. Also the ones to murder their brother, so it’s also personal.

general voice lines? (in reaction to companion wheel selections)

Your thoughts?

“I don’t know how you people do it. The cold, the mud. Snow! Who’s idea was it to settle in a place like this?”

“All this walking. Damn, my feet hurt, and for me to say that? Let’s just say I’ve logged my cardio for the day.”

“Next time you see Deacon, please tell him to stop calling me Doc-In-The-Box. I don’t even know what that means!”

“What I wouldn’t do for a Sunset Sarsaparilla right now. Ah, I’m making myself homesick.”

“I’d take a Mojave sunburn over all this rain. I feel like I’m going to mildew.”

“Is it just me or are there a lot fewer books here in the Commonwealth than out west?”

where would you find them in the world?

Goodneighbor, the bottom floor of the State House where one room has been converted into a small clinic.

which game would they be from?

Fallout 4, though they were born in The Hub and were in the Mojave during Fallout New Vegas

miscellaneous facts?

They have terrible eyesight and always have spare eyeglasses in their inventory

Railroad code name is Fixer, unless the player has picked that. Then they’ll be referred to as Wanderer

Their plasma rifle was a going away gift from a certain blond doctor back at the Old Mormon Fort

ABSOLUTELY had a one sided crush on said doctor as well.

[bardic-inspo]

Oh my gosh I want to ask about everything. How about that pre-OT3 Mac/Deacon-focused fic? Just to stay on brand for myself ;D

Ahh you are so sweet, thank you friend! :) Quite a long time ago now, before I wrote anything for the OT3, I did a ship ask meme for them and talked about how I saw them getting together. It involved Deacon x Mac being in a place where they’re somewhat standoffish to each other, Nat being drunk and declaring she’ll make them fall in love with each other, and then Nat orchestrating tropey situations (there was only one bed!) for the boys to find themselves in. My vision for how they get together has changed a lot from that and I wouldn’t say that’s accurate to how I see it unfolding now. But, I did like the core of this concept, so I’ve sort of reworked it to be about getting the boys to bond in the pre-relationship phase.

This one is just loose concepts right now, no words on page quite yet. A short while into Deacon’s stay with Mac and Nat, the boys are sort of bickery with each other over nothing in particular, just a general sense of tetchiness. I think they gelled well enough during the Institute days because they were, ultimately, on the same side, but they’ve never super confronted some ideological differences. And the tetchiness starts to have some bite to it, get a little more personal. Nat doesn’t want Deacon to leave, and doesn’t want to deal with the sniping, so she orchestrates bonding time that may take the form of One Bed, or another/similar trope. Forced proximity for sure. 

I don’t really have the “meat” of the chapter fleshed out in any sense. Some ideas I’ve tossed around are getting them locked in a closet together, or, and I have no clue how I would do this, but I would be quite pleased to see them on a swan boat or a tunnel of love ride or something else explicitly romance-coded. Like, the corniest date ever. But they think they’re two bros. Just bro-ing. Hehe.  I think there’s a silly/humor aspect to it, but also probably a heart-to-heart. I imagine Mac might talk a bit about Duncan here. Deacon might talk about why he joined the Railroad. (And why he took sabbatical to come and see his friends).  Anyway, I think a lot of softness (and pining and flirting) between them starts in earnest after this one.

[Ask me about my WIPs]

[electricshoebox]

E, M, T, and Optionally O again, if you want to.

Oh thank you so much!

E. Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom, if so, what Well, I did accidentally make a joke post based on a joke David Gaider made on twitter in the run-up to Dragon Age: Inquisition releasing and it got around quite a bit. 

M. Say something genuinely nice about a ship that you don’t ship (or its shippers, or anything related to you) Of course now that you ask me this my mind is a total blank, like... what do I not ship? lol Uhhh okay first one coming to mind is Nick Valentine/MacCready from Fallout. Just not one for me, but I can see how you could do a lot of creative things with some of that shared loss in their pasts, and really do some interesting things with their differences and the areas they might butt heads! So godspeed to any friends that do ship it, have fun!!

T. Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending, about anything at all (gender identity, sexual or romantic orientation, extended family, sexual preferences like top/bottom/switch, relationship with poetry, seriously anything) Oh man. I can definitely think of actual canon choices/story elements I will vehemently defend, but I try to keep my headcanons mostly fun and flexible. I’m pretty attached to my accent headcanons for Deacon and MacCready, but I wouldn’t defend them to the death. I’m very attached to the idea of Deacon growing up around a college library, too, if you take his University Point story as canon, which I tend to. As for other fandoms... I really can’t read Arthur Morgan from Red Dead as anything other than bisexual. Same for Alistair from Dragon Age: Origins, romance lock notwithstanding. Also not really things I’d get super defensive of, but I can’t see anything changing my mind, either.

O. Choose a song at random, which ship or character does it remind you of Oh sure I’ll do this one again! It’s fun. Okay random shuffle says: “Keep” by Mother Mother. Oh, this is deeply, deeply a Richie song (from Stephen King’s It). I also think of Deacon a lot, too. God I have so many feelings about this song. 

[Ask a Fandom Meme Question]

[death---dealer]

For the Relationship Meme: Brian!

Roger Taylor’s Relationship Meme.John Deacon’s Relationship Meme.

Who initiated the relationship? (Who asked who out, how they did it, etc).

Meeting when he’s still apart of Smile, before Freddie becomes their singer.

“Does that look good to you?” Brian inquired to Roger whose head seemed to whip back around at the sound of his friends voice. He had been scoping out a group of college girls to the right, flirting with only his eyes before Brian ruined it. They were putting up a flyer on the bulletin boards at the Imperial College for their band, Smile, and though Brian was doing most of the work he still appreciated that Roger tagged along. They were in the commons area at the moment, students fluttering in and out here and there with a small buzz. Brian felt instantly at home, after all, this was where he went to school and memories were popping up in his mind of the endless chatter that went on between only himself as he scooted through this very area.

“Yeah, mate.” Roger uttered under his breath, turning his attention back to the girls with a rather outrageously cheeky smile as he winked at one of them, causing a small bit of a frenzy within the three of them as they presumably began chatting about which girl he had winked at.

“Typical.” Brian said and rolled his eyes, “Be nice if you actually helped just a bit. It’s not just my band.”

Roger rolled his eyes, making a rather big point of taking some of the flyers out of Brian’s hands. “If it gets it done faster so I can go tease some girls, then fine, I’ll help.”

“Thank god.” The guitarist said with a raised hand as Roger walked away to put up his set of flyers, sauntering by the girls with a smile, one more wink and a small ‘hi, there’ and caused Brian to roll his eyes once again.

“Another band on the board.” A voice behind Brian caught his attention as he straightened the flyer that Roger said was fine. He looked back and caught eyes with you, a few Biochemistry books pressed against your chest as your eyes were glancing at the flyer he still had his hand on. You had just rolled out of bed, too tired to put any effort into your appearance and while you were a few minutes late for class, you always stopped to take a glance at the bulletin board in case something exciting was happening. Most of time; nothing. But today, there was tall man, readjusting a flyer more times that you imagined possible standing in front of it which stirred you to strike up a conversation. “Smile. That’s a very… Cool name for a band. Really simple. Easy to remember. A lot better than some of the names on there. Like, who wants to go see a band called ‘Exorcist Wound’?”

“Would you believe me if I said our drummer actually studied dentistry?”

“I would have to say you’re a liar. That’s just too perfect.” You chuckled, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. “Are you guys any better than the rest of the bands on that board?” You tilted your head towards what you were talking about with a small, sleepy smile.

Brian shrugged his shoulders and lifted a hand to gesture a ‘so-and-so’. “Depends what you consider to be good music. You should come check us out. We might blow your mind.”

You hummed at that answer, tipping your head to the side. “Maybe. Those kinds of things aren’t really my scene.” Giving him one more grin, you asked gently, “Can I have a flyer, though? Just in case I decide to be spontaneous and actually go?”

“Absolutely.” He said under his breath and handed you a brightly colored piece of paper. Your fingers touched at that moment, sending a small bit of electricity running down his spine as you walked away with a mild wave.

Weird.

Brian always felt grossly sweaty after a gig in such a small space and that was no different tonight. He figured it was a mix of all his movements and that of the people that generated so much heat, and that in such a tiny bar was most certainly a spell for a drenched shirt and sweat glistening on his forehead. He had chugged what felt like three waters and beer after the show was over, Roger going for just beer as he began to disassemble his drum set. “Give me a minute.” Brian told Tim, the lead singer and bassist. “I’ll be out to the van a few.” He had spotted you mid-show, actually surprised that you had show up after a peculiar encounter at the college earlier than day. And despite being somewhat of a mess appearance wise, he wanted another talk with you as you had surely intrigued him enough. There seemed to be a thick haze in the room, people now chattering amongst themselves mindlessly over drinks as he tucked himself through the crowd. “And here, I thought you said this wasn’t your sort of scene.” He said above the talking of everyone else as he came up behind you. You turned on your heel, a smile slipping onto your face as you realized who it was.

“Tall guy from the bulletin board!”

“My friends call me Brian.”

“By night known as Brian.” You laughed and set your drink down on the small bar. “Well, I just wanted to see your drummer, really. He seriously…?”

“Studied dentistry, yeah. Imagine all that beauty and talent behind shoved into someone’s mouth in the form of rubber gloved fingers.” Brian chuckled before biting down on his bottom lip as you laughed along, your head tilting back sensually so. “Can I get your name, or will you remain forever elusive?”

Licking your lips, you grinned happily and nodded, “I’m (Name). It’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise.” He held out his hand which you graciously took and shook. And despite feeling like he was sweating a puddle, you held onto his hand for longer than needed, making small eye contact before pulling away.

“So, you’re the guitarist.”

“The one and only.” He had forgotten about everything else the moment his eyes locked with yours. Roger, Tim, going out and meeting them for a few drinks in the van and then a lift home. All forgotten as he perched himself on the seat next to yours. “May I buy you a drink?”

Who makes Mixtapes for their significant other?

You tend to make the mixtapes for Brian. They’re not always full of romantic songs, but just songs in general that remind you of him. He likes to listen to them when he’s by himself in his hotel room while on tour because in turn, the songs remind him of you.

Brian does make you mixtapes when you’re still in college for studying. Usually very upbeat happy songs to keep you company in your dorm when he’s not there with you. Totally puts Smile songs on there for you.

Ever since he started doing that, the two of you make mixtapes for each other you for every anniversary. Once Queen forms, he’ll begin to put songs on from the band. You put Queen songs on yours as well and it’s always entertaining for the two of you to lounge around in the flat and listen to each one. 

There’s absolutely a special box that you keep all the mixtapes in and you totally listen to them when he’s away on tour.

Who kissed who first?

Brian kissed you.

“Oh my god,” You threw the pencil you were using against your Biochemistry book with a small growl, “this makes absolutely no fucking sense, Bri. I mean, maybe it does but my mind isn’t working.” You ran a hand through your hair, causing it to dishevel slightly. Brian looked at you, smiling a bit wearily. You were stressed out studying for your midterms, ready to explode if provoked so Brian stood to the side metaphorically despite being right next to you after offering to help you study. “I feel like I’m running purely on coffee and granola bars at this point.” You wanted to shriek but kept your voice to a minimum. You were in the library at the school, tucked away in the corner where you could get some privacy but even that seemed futile as there were a dozen other students there freaking out of the same midterms you were. “I’ve forgotten what normal food tastes like. This is how I end.” You groaned and placed your head down onto the table with another longer, softer groan. You knew you just needed sleep but sleeping made you feel guilty when you could have been using that time to study. “How did you already go through all of this?” You asked Brian with a small sigh. He had graduated within the last year, so the idea of midterms and tests were fresh within his mind.

“I didn’t sleep at all for like,” He laughed nervously as he met your eyes, “three months or so. I was in no better a state than you.”

“That’s very…” Banging your head against the table lightly, you held your hand up and gave a thumbs up, “motivational. Totally needed that.”

“Here,” He picked up some notecards you had thrown onto the table previously and offered lightly, “let’s try the notecards again, and if you get say… Five right, we can go get some dinner together. My treat.”

“I don’t know if I can do five,” You mumbled and sat up lazily in the chair, “But I am motivated by the idea of a free meal so bring it on, May.”

“Don’t think too hard about your answers, (Name). I think that’s where you’re getting stumped.” He straightened the notecards and gave you a smile. There was something behind it… Something… Almost admirable. He was handsome, no doubt, but in your tired eyes you felt like you were over-evaluating everything, even the way that he looked. You shut your eyes and nodded. “Question one….”

You picked up a chip and placed it in your mouth, almost savoring the taste. Brian was next to you, watching with some amusement as you gobbled down most of your food. You had been starving or at least that’s how it seemed after studying for most of the day. He’d picked a small pub near the school to go for dinner, something quick and easy for you were tired and desperate to get back to your dorm for some much needed sleep before repeating the studying fiasco again tomorrow. You felt better. “Thanks for helping me today, Bri. I know you probably had better things to do.” Smiling sweetly at him, you picked up your water and took a sip. “I bet you thought you were done with the college drama when you graduated, huh?”

“I think it’s interesting to see the turmoil within the students. It never seems to change.”

“I’m glad my turmoil is entertaining.” You rolled your eyes playfully and bumped into your friend. You seemed to pause at that word. You’d known him now for… Over a month. He was indeed a friend but there was always something underlining it. He wanted to be more, you wanted to be more, so why not take initiative and start something new? You supposed it was nerves getting in the way or the thought that you were over-reading the situation. Swallowing, you took another sip of your water before setting it down and clearing your throat. “I know what you mean though. We all run around like chickens without our heads. I’m sure in a few years, it’ll cause a few laughs around the dinner table during the holidays.”

“It still makes me cry.” He admitted and threw his head back in a laugh. “Thinking about midterms and what not. It makes me emotional. It’s quite… Like torture, isn’t it?”

“It really is. If it weren’t for you, I’m sure I’d still be in my dorm, slowly but surely dying from need of sunlight and oxygen.”

“Well, it’s my pleasure to supply both those things for you.” Brian smiled and lightly tucked back some of your hair. You paused, chip mid-air between your fingers as you were about to take another bite. He’d never done that before. Oh god, were you reading too much into it? Was it just a friendly gesture? Your heart felt like it was going a thousand miles an hour. Brian seemed to be in the same state as you were as his fingers were still brushing against your cheekbone. That was stupid. This was a stupid thing to do, he thought to himself and slowly brought his hand back down. “I mean, I… Like to spend time with you like this. You’re very…” Brian thought of the word, “Prepossessing and smart and…”

You held up a hand and chuckled, “Did you just call me prepossessing?”

“I did.” He nodded and laughed as well, “I meant to say beautiful but I suppose that would have been too straightforward.”

“You just said it!” You held out your hand and wheezed in laughter as Brian shuffled in his seat a bit nervously. He hadn’t expected you to laugh at that. He was confessing his attraction to you and you had laughed. “Beautiful would be better, though. Just for future reference.”

“You are.” He assured you quietly, “Beautiful, I mean. I’m not like Roger with girls, he’s very smart with how he talks to girls. I’m sorry if it’s not what you expected but I just… Would like you to know that I do think you’re beautiful and smart and spending time with you is always a pleasure.”

“I really appreciate that, Bri.” You grinned at him, setting your chip down, wiping your fingers on a napkin and turning in your seat so you could face him better. The light in the pub was quite dim but bright enough for you to see his handsome features. The curl around his lips as he smiled, the sinking in his eyes as he looked down at you for even sitting down he towered. “You know, for a rock guitarist, you’ve got a soft heart.” Accentuating your words, you pressed a hand to his chest and patted right where you felt his heart beating.

“So I’ve been told.” He joked and brushed back some of your hair once again, leaning in. Your breath hitched in your throat as your eyes locked with his. You didn’t dare risk anything so you held your breath and stayed statuesque. “Do you like that?”

“It’s growing on me.”

“I’m glad.”

“And I’m so sorry if I taste like chips, but I think you’re about to kiss me after I just ate like two plates of them.”

He laughed, nodding in understanding. “Makes it more memorable, right? We’ll look back and remember our first kiss as tasting like chips.”

You rolled your eyes shut as he finally closed the gap between the two of you. It was a barely there sort of touch. His lips were soft against your own as if pressing harder would break you. You still had your hand on his chest, feeling the rushed heartbeat under your fingers. Raising a hand, he brushed his long fingers through your hair which caused you to moan silently into the kiss before pulling away. “That was pretty damn romantic, Brian.”

“Good, I’ve been planning it for a while.”

Who said ‘I love you’ first?

Brian did.

You fiddled around with the beer can in your hand a few times, looking around the small flat with a sense of warmth and friendliness despite not actually knowing many of the people who were attending this New Years party. Roger had invited the two of you-- Brian and yourself-- to a party this girl was hosting. He had explained that he was trying to get with her and that having the two of you show up would make him look good, so with a hesitant sigh on Brian’s part the two of you came despite him actually wanting to spend your first New Years together alone. He was more than grumpy but less than happy to be there and it was very evident on his face as he sat down on the couch, occasionally taking a sip of his beer with you in his lap. Now, with only three minutes until midnight according to the countdown on the TV, there were couples hooked together, Roger being in the corner of the room with the girl he wanted to get with already kissing, and you had your arm around Brian.

“You could be a little more excited for the New Year, babe.” You tangled your fingers into some of his hair, Brian giving you a less than enthused looked.

“I’m plenty excited. More excited for Roger actually, we’ve definitely helped him get laid tonight.” He joked, wrapping an arm around your waist and tugging you close before taking the last swig of his beer. The smile that slipped across his face was rather cheeky and made your heart flutter. “I suppose we’re a part of his New Year's resolution to bang a new girl every night.”

“That’s a little extreme.”

“Every other night?”

“Sounds better.” You joked, playing with your love's hair as the last minute of 1969 came full force. “Tell me one of your resolutions, then. Let’s see if its any better than Roger’s.”

Brian tilted his head back as you cradled the back of it affectionately. He needn’t have to think about resolutions; he already had what seemed like a backpack of them. They were always the most typical for a man like Brian. Play the guitar more and improve, see if smile can actually get out there more and become well known, become more tolerable of change, even if it’s bad… And of course, his ultimate resolution would be admitting his feelings out loud. Admitting how much he adored you and how close he felt to you despite only dating for 5 months now. That would take time, he figured. The whole year would be dedicated to that. But then again, the last 5 months have been dedicated to that and he wanted to make it a worth-note expression… Tonight. He decided spontaneously. He would tell you tonight, he just needed a minute to stall. “How about you tell me one and I tell you after?”

You hummed as the countdown dwindled down to 20 seconds. “Okay. I want to get better grades in the next year so… More studying.” You gestured nonsensically with the hand that held your beer.

He raised his eyebrows. “That’s a very smart one.” You smiled as if to say ‘yeah, I know’. “Mine I suppose would be…” He shrugged and readjusted a bit on the couch so he could look at you properly.

“Ten! Nine! Eight!” The crowd of people around you shouted as you leaned in to hear what Brian had to say.

“It’s more of my half a year resolution. If it’s even considered that. Or just an admittance of something I need to get off my chest. I figured it out when I first met you.” He smiled and pressed his nose to yours with a ‘Seven! Six! Five!’ being shouted with vigor. Your eyebrows were furrowed together, but a smile was still brightly across your face as you held his head gently, soft hair tickling your fingertips. Brian lifted his hand to cup the side of your face, his heart was racing. He’d never felt like this before. So unsure of the words that were about to flee from his mouth but at the same time… He felt conflicted because he felt that they were true to what he was feeling. He was aware of the magnitude of what he was about to say and there was sureness behind it. ‘Four! Three! Two!!’

“I’m in love with you.”

“ONE! Happy New Year!”

You had barely heard what he said, but, you knew. Popping your mouth open, you laughed. You weren’t sure if it were the nerves of having him say it to you out loud or if it was the fact that you were a bit tipsy and were processing it. “Brian!” You said over the people cheering and celebrating the new year. It was 1970, a year of new and prosperous things. You slid your hand from the back of his head to the side and cupped there before diving in for a rather rough kiss. He appreciated it none-the-less, sinking into it and letting his eyes fall shut. Your first kiss of a new year. “You couldn’t pick a quieter moment to say that?” You laughed again, this time against his lips.

“Figured it’d be more romantic this way.” He held onto you securely and peppered a kiss onto your nose. “I know how you like the romantic me.”

“I love it,” You snickered and drew yourself closer as if the two of you were the only people there and there weren’t a dozen other people watching one of your firsts. “I love you.”

Who takes pictures of the other when they’re not paying attention?

This is something that both of you do for each other. While there are a lot of good pictures, you also have a lot more fuzzy ones when you’re laughing and the camera is shaking while you’re taking a picture of Brian. Those ones are always your favorites because often times, he’s laughing as well and it always makes you feel warm seeing it.

He’ll take pictures of the two of you in the mirror, usually with him kissing your cheek or your surprising you with a kiss on the lips. These are the sort of pictures he takes in the mirror of the hotel rooms when you go on tour with Queen.

Tons and tons of cheesy photos of you smiling. Those are Brian’s favorites. He totally carries one around in his wallet and when it begins to fade, he takes another picture and keeps that one.

Lots of pictures of Brian and the boys. Hanging out at the flat drinking and having fun, at the studio working on new music, backstage at tour concerts.

Pictures of you in bed with the blanket pulled all the way up to your face but he can still tell you’re smiling and laughing. It’s one of his favorite pictures.

You have pictures of him shirtless, sitting in bed playing his guitar while the early morning sun is sinking into the room.

Who needs to be touching their significant other at all possible moments?

Brian loves to be touching you, whether it’s just his fingers grazing his skin or if it’s an actual full on touch, he’ll always find a way to be touching and near you.

He tends to gravitate towards you when you’re not near him, like, if you’re at one of Freddie’s parties and you’re across the room talking to someone, Brian will excuse himself from the conversation he’s having and will sneak up behind you and press a hand onto your back softly.

If the two of you are sitting next to one another, odds are your arms are rubbing against one another or Brian’s got his hand on your knee, rubbing very soothingly.

If you’re not near one another, but, he’s in the middle of an interview with you sitting across the room, odds are, he’s staring right at you every so often with a small smirk riding on his cheeks.

He’ll wrap his arms around you and hold onto you much like a koala when you’re sitting in bed. He loves to do this because he is so much bigger than you, it often leads to you tipping over in laughter and he’ll follow you.

Totally a fan of footies, whether in bed late at night or at the table, he’ll always press his feet against yours.

Him pressing his cold feet against your back in the middle of the night which oftentimes causes you to shriek at him.

Who asks strange questions late at night when they can’t sleep?

Depends what you consider to be a weird question or conversation. Brian likes to stay up and talk to you about astrophysics, especially when there’s been a new discovery. Otherwise, he’ll just chat about it without you asking any questions. He’ll even talk about the guitar and how he makes music. You hate to admit that it puts you to sleep, but he often times finds it to be a compliment because his voice is so soothing and beautiful.

The times that you can’t sleep, you’ll just press your face into his back (Brian likes to sleep on his stomach) and just mindlessly chat about anything and everything. This sometimes happens after sex and the two of you are still too wound up to fall asleep.

Brian totally cracks out his dad jokes when he can’t sleep just to see how much you can take before you push him down and tell him to be quiet. They’re super cheesy and he takes pride in that.

“Hey, babe.” The mass of curly hair next to you finally peeped up around 3 in the morning. He had just gotten back from tour a few days ago so the time difference was still messing with his sleeping. You were in that middle ground between being asleep and being awake and acknowledged your boyfriend with a small ‘hm’ sound. He shifted next to you, you could feel the bed move with that as he turned to face you. “I’ve got a joke for you. This one is the best. Please.”

“Tell me, baby.” You mumbled and pressed your face more into your pillow.

“How do you get an alien baby to fall asleep?”

“I don’t know.” You moaned. “How?

“You… Rocket.” There was a groan from your side of the bed. “Get it, love? It’s a baby alien and you ROCKET.” He laughed.

“Brian…”

“Yes?”

“You are so lucky I’m too tired to move because wow that was terrible.”

Which one is really excited to put up the Holiday decoration, and which one is dreading it?

Brian totally pretends not to be into the Holiday’s all that much, but you absolutely know that not to be true. He is quite into it despite his digressions against helping you decorate. He’ll pretend he’s being dragged into it though he’s very, very excited.

His favorite thing to do is decorate cookies with you because it will always end up with you going to lick it off his fingers but having him shove it all over your face instead. Gasping, you lick some of it off your lips before taking quite literally a handful and shoving it right dab in the middle of his face. And thus, it starts and only ends with the two of you on the floor, covered in frosting as you’re kissing each other wildly, licking frosting off each other’s bodies.

Imagine putting lights in his hair one Christmas while you’re untangling them and you plug them in and bam! Brian looks absolutely angelic. He poses in front of the actual tree while you take a picture and it becomes a tradition to do this. The two of you absolutely take pictures together like this and it becomes your Christmas card every year.

Going to Freddie’s holiday party and Brian let you put a poinsettia into his hair to be more festive. He looks absolutely adorable and the redness of the flower plays against the green on his sweater.

Who spends more money on (Useless) things?

Brian spends money on his guitars, mostly. He’s got his custom made Red Special and absolutely treats it like his baby. 

He tends not to waste money on picks-- they’re too fragile and break when he plays with them and uses old sixpences instead because they give him a more gritty guitar sound, but, he’ll splurge every once in a while on a new leather strap for his guitar.

He also likes to buy new shirts, even if he knows he doesn’t need a new one. Has a very eccentric taste in style-- very unique and he absolutely shows you what he’s gotten after he goes out and buys things.

Spends money on telescopes, too. He’ll spend hours and hours at night looking up at the sky and when he finally spots a planet or something cool, he’s up and shaking you awake because he wants to share it with you.

He saves money by letting you do manicures on him instead of paying someone else to do them. You’re very good at it and know that it’s important he has good looking and feeling hands for his guitar. You’ll sit and work on one hand while he holds his book in the other, reading to you and when it’s time to switch, he does.

Who likes to cuddle more? (Who’s the little spoon? What positions?)

Brian loves to cuddle. He’ll cuddle anywhere and everywhere. He doesn’t have a favorable position, but he tends to lean more towards the ones where you’re holding him. He is 6’2 and much bigger than you as said before but he enjoys being held and love on any occasion. 

Snuggles on the couch after a long day, your face nuzzled into his hair while his face is pressed into your chest. He could stay like that for hours, just soaking in the love. Often, you’ll wrap your legs around Brian and cling to him and sometimes if you stay like that long enough, you’ll fall asleep and he has to carry you to the bedroom.

Early morning snuggles with him laying on top of you, just looking down and letting his fingers trace along your face. He’ll mumble about how pretty you are and how he should be getting out of bed, but, he never does. He’ll stay snuggled with you for as long as he feels needed. 

He’ll tangle his legs in with yours in the middle of the night when he drifts too far from you. 

When the two of you are out in public at a cafe or restaurant, he’s always got an arm around you, pressing you closer to him in a small, intimate hug. 

The opposite happens at the studio-- You wrap your arm around Brian and press him closer to you, your face being pressed into his hair as he just sinks into the love and affection. He’s absolutely smitten with you.

Wrapping your arms and legs around him when he’s sitting on the edge of the bed with his guitar in his lap and snuggling your face into his back while he plays.

Who cooks the best? (best meal? Who burns everything they cook?)

Brian cooks very, very well. He’s vegetarian and has learned how to cook suited for that. Very healthy meals but is always willing to break the rules here and there for something less healthy. He tends to cook more for the two of you and you’ve been learning how to make vegetarian baked goods for him which he really appreciates. 

You absolutely LOVE his vegetarian burgers. Probably makes the best chips too. Really crispy and perfectly cooked.

You sit on the counter while he’s cooking, just chatting about mundane things and he’ll always ask you to taste, which you’re more than willing to do. Brian’s face always beams when you tell him it’s good and that you really, really want him to show you how to make it. 

He makes your tea the best, too. Knows exactly how you take it and likes to surprise you in bed with a cup when you first wake up in the morning.

Who is most likely to sleep in?

Brian, but not for the reason of being lazy. More for the reason that he doesn’t want to give up holding you or give up the warmth of the bed.

Morning times often include you telling him over and over that the two of you need to get up, him telling you that he will and then fluttering between being asleep and being awake. 

He will wait until the very last minute before getting up, and always leaves you with the sweetest kiss possible as he has to drag himself out of bed. You just watch him from the bed, groaning. “Come baccccckkkk.”

He will sometimes and just flop back into the bed and you’ll shower him in kisses but sometimes he just gets dressed super fast and peppers a few kisses onto your face over and over again before muttering, “I’ve got to go love” but you grab the back of his head and tug him back into the bed. “Alright, alright….” He chuckles, kissing you feverishly.

Who is the clean freak?

Absolutely… Brian. He likes things in their place, and he likes to be able to find them when he needs them.

Those nights when he can’t sleep at home, he’ll get up and start cleaning the house. It relaxes him and it’s something to drain his energy so he can fall back asleep. You’ll wake up to it being sparkling.

He knows where literally everything is so when you’re looking, he’ll pop in and be like, “Oh, your sunglasses are on the vanity. Right next to my purple tie” and you’re surprised he knows that right off the top of his head.

Keeps his Red Special clean and absolutely treats it like his baby before he has kids. He’ll talk to it while cleaning it and while tuning it and you think that’s absolutely adorable.

Long kisses or short kisses?

Give me all of those long kisses.

Brian absolutely loves to hold your face in his hands and crane his head down to kiss you deeply. These are usually very long kisses as he refuses to let you go and you laugh against his lips.

Jumping into his arms excitedly when you see him for the first time when he comes home from tour, nearly knocking him to the ground in the concourse. You give him a long, long kiss, lips meshing against his desperately as he kisses back, letting his eyes fall shut and his tongue slide into your mouth sensually, your fingers now tangling into his hair. You had been crying, he could taste the tears on your lips.  He’d forgotten how much he missed kissing you like this.

The height difference is always a fun thing to dance around so Brian will pick you up to kiss you sometimes, your arms wrapping around his neck and holding yourself against him as the kiss seems to last for minutes and minutes. 

The more romantic, long kisses he’ll give you when he comes home from a long day at the studio. They’re your favorite ones because you can feel the emotion on his lips. He’d missed you and he’s glad to be home to spend time with you.

Lets his lips linger on your cheek as well, especially when he whispers something into your ear. Something endearing or loving more often than not. Sometimes a small ‘I love you’ or a ‘you look amazing’ when he’s seeing you for the first time that day and you’ve come to meet him at the studio for lunch.

Who’s the first to apologize after a fight?

You, because you hate fighting and Brian goes around things in a very passive aggressive way when he’d been fighting with you. He tends to sulk around, thinking about what he had said rather than going to you and apologizing because he’s very keen on figuring out what he said/what he did or what you said/what you did that started the fight. 

They’re often just domestic things, smaller bickering about the dishes or about whether or not he had told you that you needed bread before going to the store when you came home without any. These often times don’t need an apology, and Brian is always willing to mutter sorry when you tell him what actually happened.

The bigger fights are the ones where apologies are absolutely needed. The fights about him spending so much time away, the fights about the groupies that Roger has because you worry that he’d give into temptation on tour(An insecurity that he knows you have). He never yells, but he’ll sit there and take it before walking away in anger.

You’ll snuggle up to him in bed and apologize later that night, crying and telling him that you just missed him and that you missed spending time with him. He sighs quietly, facing you and cups your cheek in his hand. “You needn’t worry, my love.” He always tells you and kisses you gently. “You’re the only girl for me… I love you.”

Who is the flirt? (And who is the romantic?)

Interestingly, both of you are more romantic (Though Brian can be quite flirtatious when he needs to be. He’s learned some things from Roger over the years. )

Brian will write you guitar riffs and play them for you and only you. Only a handful of them will end up in the songs that he writes and it always makes you feel amazing because he writes things with only you in mind.

He’ll bring you chocolate bars from America that you can’t get in Britain because you absolutely love candy. Once you pick a favorite one, he starts bringing them back specifically for you when he goes on tour to America.

Always makes sure to end phone conversations with you with a gentle ‘I love you’ so it’s the last thing you hear from him everyday. He whispers it softly into the phone when he really, really misses you which is very often.

He’ll press his nose against yours and whisper “i love you’ when you’re having a bad day and it always manages to put you into a better mood.

He’s absolutely a sweet talker and showers you with kisses and compliments whenever he gets the chance.

You get more flirty with him, commenting on a few things like his fingers. “You know what they say about guitarists and their fingers.” You’ll wiggle your eyebrows as Brian wiggles his fingers.“I think I know, but why don’t you tell me?”“Why don’t you show me?” You tease and stick your tongue out.“Very well, but I didn’t think you liked to be tickled all that much!” He said excitedly, pinning you to the bed and running his long fingers along your side as you bursted into laughter. “Brian!!! Oh my god, I was talking a-about something else, pleasE!!” You gasp.

Who comforts who more often?

Brian comforts you more often. And he is very, very good at it. After being with you for years, he’s learned and has taken mental notes on how to handle when you’re feeling emotionally drained.

He’ll make you a cup of tea when you’re in need of comfort, will absolutely bring you your favorite blanket and will wrap you up in it and just hold you for as long as you need. He knows that you don’t always want to talk about what’s bothering you and that all that you need is to be close to him to feel better.

Brushing your fingers through his hair calms you down as well.

Things get a bit patchy whenever he’s on tour and you’re not there with him. You get lonely and talk to him on the phone as much as you possibly could. His soothing voice always helps you feel better. He’ll be home soon, you tell yourself over and over again. He comforts you without even knowing.

Who is the most protective over the other?

Brian gets more protective of you, especially when it comes down to media. You’d expressed that it makes you uncomfortable to be in the press without your permission and he does everything he can to help with that. He’ll be the one to shield you from paparazzi trying to get a picture, he’ll tell them to buzz off and he’s often times ready to start a fight with them when they’re not willing to stop shoving their cameras in your face.

He defends you when needed, when people suggest that fame will split your relationship up. He’ll bite off someone’s head if they even suggest that around him.

“We see a lot of… Rockstars, if you want to call yourself that, break off their relationships once they find fame because they’re getting what they’ve always wanted. What about yours?”“I don’t know about you, but we’re stronger than that. To let fame interfere with something so special. You may not know about our relationship, but, I assure you, I got what I wanted long before fame. End of discussion.”

Who kills spiders?

Brian, but, he doesn’t kill them!

Does the tactic of putting a glass on them and them sliding a piece of paper under and walking very carefully to the door and placing them outside with a small “There you go, little guy”. Meanwhile, you are an absolute mess because you don’t like spiders but it’s always nice to see Brian care about creatures so much as to save the one you would have squashed with a shoe.

He’ll joke around, “Can’t we keep this one as a pet? He’s a cute little guy.”And you’re across the room on a chair, shouting a big, “NO, WE CANNOT.”

Who wants kids more?

Brian, since the second year of dating you, knew that he wanted to have kids. The rest of Queen always jokes around about how he’s the mom friend of the group with some of his more mature tactics, and the more he thought about it by himself, the more he liked the idea of being a parent. He’d be a good one, he knew. And you’d be absolutely amazing. 

He also absolutely loved children and was very good with them. They often times saw him as a big jungle gym because he was so much taller and it always made you melt to see him play with Deaky’s kids when they came to the studio or were with you behind the scene at one of their music videos. He was known as the ‘fun uncle’. 

There was one time while he was playing with Deaky’s children. One of them was tangling ribbon into Brian’s wild hair and the other was painting his nails a very nice yellow color and he finally turn to you with the softest smile you had ever encountered and whispered to you, “Can we have one, please?” He glanced back down at the children with a grin and continued in a cheery voice. “Maybe even more than one. Why not two, or three?”You tilted your head back with a laugh, “Let’s start with one, love.”

How many kids?Two, or three as Brian suggested would be absolutely perfect.

Who proposed? (How did they do it?)“I like this.” Brian said and sucked a deep breath in as your fingers pressed against a tree. You grinned and nodded in agreement. A holiday away from the bustling of a city and the endless chatter of music with Queen was much needed, especially since they had just finished another album. It was only for a few days in the countryside, alone with you in a one bedroom cottage but it was absolutely needed as he wanted to spend time with you more than ever. Of course, the sex was much needed after Brian had been spending endless nights in the studio hashing out the final details before the album was released. It was mid-summer now, the trees were in full capacity with greenage everywhere. It was worth more than a thousand pictures you thought to yourself. Brian thought so too, but you were more centered in his lovely mental photo. The two of you were on a hike in the small woods near where you were staying, something Brian suggested the two of you do. You agreed right away seeing as it was beautiful outside and you were craving some fresh air.

There was a small velvet box in his pocket that was seemingly burning a hole through all of his thoughts. He knew he wanted to propose on this small trip, it was just a matter of picking the perfect moment. He had yet to find it but had a feeling it was going to happen soon. “We should make this a yearly thing.” You smiled widely and crouched down to look at some flowers. “It’s absolutely beautiful here.” Cradling some of the petals, you smiled and picked one for your love. “Here, this one’s really pretty. We can press it in a book!” There was pure excitement in your voice as you turned on your heel and looked at Brian with a grin before dropping your eyes at what was in his hands.

“W… Babe, what’s that?”

He dropped to one knee and looked up at you.

“Oh my god, what the hell are you doing?”

“I think it’s pretty obvious, isn’t it?”

“Are you tying your shoe?” You said nervously and twirled the flower in your hand. Brian laughed and shook his head, his dark hair following that movement as sun seeped through the leaves of the trees and illuminated him beautiful. “Ar--- Are you serious, Bri…?”

“More so than you could ever imagine… Will you marry me?” He popped open the box right as you fell onto your knees right in front of him with a small unbelievable chuckle, “Are you going to say yes or am I going to have to do the walk of shame?”

You lurched yourself forward, causing the two of you to fall to the ground as you peppered a kiss to his lips. “Yes… Over and over and over again, yes.”

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER I PROCRASTINATED SO MUCH WHILE WRITING BC I HAVEN’T WRITTEN A LOT FOR BRIAN!!! I hope you guys like it, reblogs and likes are really appreciated. Thank you so much for reading! 

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Rebecca, bc that last ask meme about her gave me an idea: She’s got mediocre at best skill with a guitar but she’s got a good singing voice, so after getting some inspiration from Magnolia, every once in a while when everyone’s hanging out at the patio she makes at Sanctuary, she’ll break out a guitar and sing some of the songs that’re on the radio. Deacon got drunk once and did the male’s bit for Jingle Jangle Jingle. 

Cal: After finding out that he’s technically a Seed and his father absolutely is a Seed, he baits Joseph and John to go to what’s left of the 8 Bit Pizza Bar and locks them in to try to get them to settle their differences. 

Hayden, bc I forgot her in the next gen pens the other day: Her parents never taught her to read or write in the bunker, so when she sees John reading one day and gets inspired, she asks John and Grant to teach her both skills. And appalled that no one bothered to do so when they had nothing but time, they agree. And it’s one of the reasons why Hayden requests to stay with them later.

Alex: While she’s a cat person, she always wanted a dog growing up - so she doesn’t exactly appreciate getting her childhood wish fulfilled by giving her a found family of werewolves in adulthood. 

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gimme ALL the numbers for the fanfic ask meme, Tumblr Dad!

 i would literally die for you did you know 

1. What is your favorite fic you have under your belt?

I don’t know lmao I don’t really reread my old work because it just makes me want to rewrite all of it. But I guess I’d say Stubborn cus it’s one of the only ones that I actually posted online and people seem to like it!!

2. What is your favorite snippet of dialogue?

Already answered!

3. What inspired Stubborn?

I daydreamed a lot about Cyder and Butch being stubborn babies who just wont admit that they care about each other

4. Do you prefer writing long or short fics?

Already answered!

5.What’s your favorite headcanon you use in fics?

My favorite headcanons are pretty much all canon in my fics like aroace Deacon, native Butch Deloria, etc

6. What’s the detail you wait on bated breath for readers to notice?

Really can’t think of any at the moment, maybe because the majority of my writing is locked away in my secret vault and will probably never see the light of day but uh maybe in this one in the line “He could see his reflection in Deacon’s trusty shades.” it was kinda like symbolism for Deacon being unreadable and how he’s private and shit cus you can’t see pass the shades and can’t see his eyes, Ghost can’t tell what Deacon’s thinking… like that’s it……..

7. How much do you like symbolism in your fics?

I do it a lot more now I think. Especially when writing about Seabrook. A lot of water-related symbolic imagery. 

8. How often do people catch onto your little details?

idk man who even reads my writing is the real question

9. What’s the fic you like the least?

Okay, this is no longer on AO3 actually so y’all can’t read it but I had a sad Danse fic called Goodnight, Paladin where he uh (trigger warning trigger warning) attempts suicide after Blind Betrayal and god I hate it because I wrote that before I ever experienced depression and being suicidal. I feel like a lot of it was kinda melodramatic maybe? I haven’t reread it since. It just makes me cringe and is kind of triggering for me (wow good job past Rhys)

10. What would you change if you had it all to do again?

I don’t know why I thought it’d be fun to write about That so if I were to rewrite it, I’d scrap the whole idea and just make a more light hearted fic about Danse accepting that he’s a synth and that’s it.

11. What’s a fanfic idea you haven’t done yet?

Every once in a while I want to write a long Fallout 4 fic with actual chapters and shit about Ghost but I know I won’t be able to do that. I NEVER finish my writing lmao.

12. What’s the hardest thing to write for you?

Literally everything. 

13. Do you have a favorite character to write for?

Already answered!

14. What’s your favorite shipping fic you’ve written? Favorite gen fic?

Shipping: uhhh I guess Stubborn? Some other fics that i’ve never posted too like this one really gay nsfw fic with Butch (y’all if uh.. if y’all wanna read it.. i might? post it? one day?) Gen: literally anything I’ve ever written about Deacon and Ghost cus they just kinda hang out and sometimes argue and be friends.

15. Give us a snippet of something from your WiPs!

Here’s a little something I wrote about my Courier Six

Now I’ll tell you, there ain’t nothing as bad as waking up to find to one of your eyes ain’t where it’s supposed to be. In your head, that’s where that is. I can’t think of many things that can be worse than that. But at first when I woke up, I didn’t realize I had forgotten everything and all. I just felt the side of my face hurtin’ like hell. Like stepping on a cactus, only worse than that. Maybe about ten times worse. Doc Mitchell was saying somethin’ ‘bout somethin’ but I was still too out of it to really know what was going on. Then he asked me my name. Now that question really killed me, that did, ‘cause I still don’t know the answer to that one up till this day. But you can call me Six. I was a courier of some sort and I got shot in the head by some guy in a checkered suit. That’s about all I know about me before I woke up in Goodsprings. There is one thing I remember though, and that’s the gunshot. Maybe it’s the hole in my head that’s making me think that but I could have sworn I’ve heard a gunshot. The Doc was alright. He’s a real nice guy. He got me all set up gave me my stuff and some clothes to wear. He said:“Put this on so the locals don’t pick on you for lacking modesty.” “Modesty”, now that’s a word I’ve heard before.

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ship ask meme; 15-19, 23-29 for deacon x farah

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15. Have they saved each other's lives before?

YES. The first few months they traveled together were filled with moments of them saving each other’s asses. Like the time Farah (who wasn’t used to the background radiation) cut back on her daily Rad-X so Deacon would have enough. She became sick with early onset radiation poisoning and Deacon spent the next several days taking care of her. Also the time when Deacon was severely wounded and Farah took care of him for at least two weeks in an abandoned shack, because there was no where else to stay for miles. That’s just two examples beyond the typical “watch each other’s backs” during random scuttles with raiders and wildlife.

16. Does one have an interest the other thinks is weird but wants to listen to it regardless?

I’m not sure. I know Farah has knowledge of Gen 3 synth anatomy. It’s the same as human anatomy, but with differences in the nervous system. But I don’t think Deacon would find that weird. Maybe before Farah learns the truth about Deacon’s past, she thinks his knowledge about pre-war life is a bit weird. She enjoys listening to it, though.

17. Which one uses cropped hentai as reaction images?

Uh… neither. (WTF?)

18. Does one of them kink!shame the other?

No. Deacon’s come a long way and Farah’s not going to do anything that hurts their trust, and they’re both up for anything that doesn’t involve bondage.

19. Is one of them self conscious about their body? If so, how does the other comfort them?

I think Deacon will always be self conscious about someone seeing his eyes, because of all the enemies he’s made or because there’s still that fear someone from the Institute or his past will recognize him. Even when the Institute is gone. Farah knows she can’t do much to ease his fears. The only way to comfort him is to let him wear his sunglasses, but Deacon trusts her enough to take them off when he and Farah are home together.

(The song questions will have their own posts because I couldn’t get embedding the YouTube videos to work.)

23. What kinda joyrides do they go on? Relaxing ones or wild ones?

See, I have this idea that Farah rebuilds an old motorcycle for Deacon. (Maybe he had one before the war?) And also that the Brotherhood of Steel keeps the Boston Common area fairly secure. (And with the Institute gone, the Super Mutant population starts to dwindle.) So, Deacon and Farah go on motorcycle rides around Boston. Sometimes, they’ll stop and he talks about the places he and Claire used to visit, work, etc. 

24. Where would they vacation for a honeymoon?

Pfft, I don’t think wastelanders go on honeymoons. A vacation to Deacon and Farah is not leaving their home for a weekend. Nowhere they need to go, nothing they have to do. Just enjoy each other’s company.

25. Do people ever get annoyed of their PDA?

What PDA? *lol* They hold hands. Sometimes if Deacon feels safe or brave (or protective) enough, he’ll keep an arm around Farah’s waist. Farah likes it when they’re locked arm-in-arm, and sometimes they’ll kiss in public. But honestly, they’re not the kind of couple who shows a lot of affection in public.

26. Would they live in the city or the country?

The city. I know Deacon was a farmer at one point in his life, but I don’t think he could stand the peace and quiet for long. Not anymore. Farah, well, she’d be bored in the country. Large settlements like Diamond City, Goodneighbor, and Sanctuary provide easy access to a lot of services and goods, and there are town-wide activities a few times a year. Plus, it’s much easier to hide in a crowd...

27. Which one’s the red and which one’s the blue?

Is this a Matrix reference? I have no idea what this means, but I’d say Farah looks the best in red and blue makes Deacon’s eyes pop. 

28. Are either of them mentally ill? If so, how do they help one another cope?

Deacon most likely suffers from PTSD. He’s witnessed a lot of death in his life, he’s just... very good at hiding it. (Maybe he wears his sunglasses while asleep so, should he wake up from a nightmare, no one can see how scared he is.) Farah (sometimes Claire) is the only one who sees this side of Deacon. She holds his hand, reminds him to breath deeply, tells him he’s not alone, and stays with him until he calms down.

29. Does one have a spot on them where they would melt when the other kisses them there?

But of course. Farah’s spot is the curve of her neck, and she definitely likes it when Deacon kisses the inside of her thighs. For Deacon, it’s not exactly a spot where Farah kisses him; he melts any time Farah massages his earlobe. Farah also likes it when she can take Deacon’s shades off and kiss the bridge of his nose.

[absentialucis]

☆ - here's five questions, one for each character you choose who answers what! (or if they each answer all of them) Do you have a good relationship with your parents? ; Do you hate anyone at the moment? ; Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? ; What’s the one thing that people always misunderstand about you? ; If you were given a chance to explore the oceans, go to outer space or visit 50 different countries, which one you choose and why?

Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

“I have zero desire to ever meet Aphrodite, ever. She can stay up on Mount Olympus or dote on her other children. I’m fine without her. As for my father, I’ll never truly hate him. I’m pissed at him after everything and sometimes I blame him for how things were handled but I could never hate him. I do miss my mom, though. Every single day.”

Do you hate anyone at the moment? 

"Why would I want to waste my time being angry with someone? I might get annoyed but I don’t hate anyone!”

Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

“I think certain points in history would be interesting to explore. I wouldn’t want to go back and change any point in my life. Being an oracle has taught me that some things are set in stone and changing them can only have a bad ripple effect.” 

What’s the one thing that people always misunderstand about you?

"A lot of people seem to think I’m serious all the time. I can joke! Not well but the ability is in fact there.”

If you were given a chance to explore the oceans, go to outer space or visit 50 different countries, which one you choose and why?

"What kind of ridiculous question is this? If given the chance why would I pick anything other than outer space? The universe is holding so many mysteries we have yet to uncover and I want to be the one to figure them out. As a kid I wanted to be an astronaut until I realized I’m claustrophobic and adding electrical powers to that was a recipe for disaster.”

[absentialucis]

☆ - Do you regret anything?

"Of course there are regrets in my life. Not speaking up when my father was hurting me, everything that happened with her, times I should have spoken up when it came to my mother. Plenty of times.”

@anyawtf

[absentialucis]

for deacon: Aries

Aries: Favourite movie?

“Raiders of the Lost Ark.”

[absentialucis]

Deacon -- Sirius

Sirius: Have you ever failed a class?

“No, I’ve never failed a class. The Bennetts homeschooled me and I feel like they went easy on me. Before that when I lived with Kendrick I couldn’t fail or bad things would happen.”

[absentialucis]

☆ + deacon - if you had to pick a karaoke solo, which one would it be?

"Living on a Prayer. I’ve only done karaoke once and that’s what song I sang so I guess I’d stick with what I know.”

[absentialucis]

☆ Deacon: 63, 20, 60,

63: Would you change your name?

"It had crossed my mind a few times. I would have changed it to Bennett years ago if I was going to for my adoptive family. But I also refuse to run from my past which is why I never would.”

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

"The apartment of the girl I went on a blind date with before I moved to Icaria. Needless to say I didn’t end up going on a second.”

60: Do you wanna get married?

“I’ve never thought about it. I suppose if it were to make it to that point, sure.”

[absentialucis]

Deacon—how exactly are you feeling at the moment?

"I’m still adjusting to Icaria but it hasn’t been a terrible experience. So overall, I think I’m doing pretty well.”