#Hancock the Sphynx Cat

[daincrediblegg]

the only effect that watching fallout gave me is it made me want to play fallout 4 again. and made me miss nick valentine like the fucking dickens.

[fuzzydreamin]

What Pet/s I Think The Fo4 Companions Would Have

(Consider this a modern AU situation I guess, so they have access to all of these animals and their proper care).

Ada: Had a lot of trouble deciding what kind of pet/s she wanted. Exposed herself and learnt about all sorts of animals, hoping one would stick out to her but they all seemed so cool and neat. She eventually settled on keeping bugs and insects of all kinds. She often keeps their wings and exoskeletons and even taxidermies them if they are in good nick post-mortem. 

Cait: A rabbit. It’s really hyper and either wants its space and will nip you to leave it alone, or will circle and hop and stomp to get your attention so that you pet it and keep petting it until the bunny is done with you and not the other way around. 

Codsworth: Some type of small, fancy dog. It’s show quality and very well trained. 

Curie: Mice! Multiple cages of them, seperated by sex and age and all sorts, just like a whole wall taken up by cages and stuff for their care. Yes they are lab mice and she runs tests on them but she is humane and she names them and plays with them and gives them loads of treats. 

Danse: Failed K-9 unit. Just a good fluffy boi. He takes it on his morning runs and to play in the park every day. It may have flunked out but it still had quite a bit of training, and still alerts to Hancock when he’s around. 

Deacon: Two or three very highly trained rats. 

John Hancock: A sphynx cat of course. Yes it has a whole wardrobe for itself. Hancock does matching outfits and costumes with it. 

Nick Valentine: An old dog he rescued from a shelter. He specifically wanted an older dog to give them a chance at a comfortable home at the end of their life, and he doesn’t need to worry so much about his work keeping him from being able to walk the old guy all the time since it doesn’t need it. He gets to scritch its head infront of the fire while he goes over cases. 

Old Longfellow: A bully breed dog. It’s a chubby lapdog that toddles after him wherever he goes and he feeds it a lot of fish, which it loves. 

Piper Wright: A grouchy old cat that she doesn’t seem to get along with. Honestly it’s more Nat’s pet than hers. It just walked in all scraggly from the street one day and they fed it and now it lives with them. She bad talks it all the time but she loves it and will give it treats and try to get it to play with toys even though it doesn’t seem to want to. 

Porter Gage: Several snakes and lizards of all kinds. Particularly fond of his iguana and large boa. 

Preston Garvey: A dove/pigeon. He found it injured outside and took it in to get it fixed up, found out they make fantastic pets and kept it. It's very social to people and coos along when he hums. 

RJ MacCready: Recently got a puppy for Duncan, hasn’t owned a pet before and is tripping over himself learning about care and training and how to potty train it. Thinks he should have gone with a couple of guinea pigs instead, but it’s too late now, Duncan loves his dog. 

Strong: Doesn’t own a pet himself but is carefully exposed to other peoples pets. He enjoys livestock / larger animals. Thinks the best pet would be the kind you could eat if you needed / wanted to. 

X6-88: Multiple cats. He is the crazy cat goth. They just get him, okay. He has some sort of foster deal with a shelter, where he gets the excess cats they can’t fit. They all have stupid names because he doesn’t change what the shelter staff called them, so he has cats like ‘Mr Tiggles’ and ‘Isaac Mewton’ wandering around. 

[rubin-therubix-loverofblorbos]

HEHEHE John Hancock Headcanons

🌈Gender/Sexuality🌈

+Transgender male, Pansexual, Demisexual and romantic, Has a Preference for men.

🐱Pets🐶

+Borzoi, Name: Dogmeat™���, Sable Pattern, Male, Cuddly Baby, Emotional Support Animal, Has Multiple Prosthetics, Nickname: Baby-Waby {John}.

🏳️Culture, Birthday, and Place of Birth🏳️

+Asian, Jamaican, Latino-Mexican, French-Canadian

+Mother: Asian, Latino-Mexican. Father: Jamaican, French Canadian.

+May 6th, 1990, 7:13 AM

+Born in Kingston, JAM

💇🏿Appearance💇🏿

+Ragged skin, High cheekbones, Very Dark-skinned for a Ghoul, One Light-Blue eye Due to Vitiligo, Also Mostly white [Body and Slight Facial] hair due to poliosis and Vitiligo, Light Splotches on Skin Again Due to Vitiligo, Forked Tongue, Camel-like ears and tail, PAW BEANS ON HOOVES LESGOOO, Happy-Trail is Zig-Zagged, Has Horse-Like feet hairs {That sounds bad but it's actually just those things on Friesian horses} Has dat Femboy Physique, Mile-Long Lashes {Camel Attribute}.

🤸🏿Talents🤸🏿

+Can Swallow Swords.

+BOY CAN POLE DANCE

+He Can Sing

+Very Flexible.

+Pretty Much Just a Sphynx Cat.

+Can Mimic things

+Can Scale a 90 Degree angle {Goat Boy}

+Has a unhingeable jaw because I have a problem

That's pretty much it

bye

[radrage]

may i add: Hancock is a Sphynx cat. Need I say more?

(Alternatively, a ginger Tabby that runs into everything)

danse is a feral maine coon living in the streets, curious and clearly lonely but skittish and easily aggressive, obviously used to be very loved but was abandoned. X6-88 is a spoiled oriental short-hair that sits in your company CEO's office that glares at everyone and whose personal servants never last more then a week

[toogayforthistoday]

Shooting Stars

This has been almost 6 months in the making. The amount of research I have done for this is fucking ridiculous. Motorcycles, helmet unboxings, the fucking route driving from Tokyo to Yonezawa specifically to avoid the toll roads, ryokan’s, onsen’s, temples. Fucking ridiculous. But totally worth it.

The room is based on the Hanare rooms at the Kajikaso Ryokan, if you would like to see photos.

I allude to it through the short, but this takes place about 5 years post-canon, just so we’re clear.

Also holy crap, I think this is the first thing I've posted that didn't need tw for unaliving people or injuries. The read more is just cause it's long.

Happy 1 Year Anniversary Dabi! I love you so much!

Pairing: Touya ‘Dabi’ Todoroki x Gabriel ‘Spook’ Shinso

Rating: T

Warnings: Implied Sexual Content, Adult Humor, Excessive Amounts of Fluff

Word Count: 3227

Tag List: @cherry-bomb-ships @wings-of-protection @mxstrongfork @unorthodox-exister @thedragonlover @alovesickdork @nikkzships

"Dabi, you look like you're gonna faint."

Said Firestarter slowed his pacing enough to look at the purple haired man on the couch. He slowly nodded in acknowledgement, taking a deep breath and stopping to sit in the armchair across from him.

"Hey, you'll be fine. You've had this planned out for months, it'll go off without a hitch."

"You can do it, Dad!" Eri walked over to give him a hug, letting the white haired man pick her up and settle her on his lap.

Dabi felt the familiar pang of guilt hit as the small girl cuddled into him. She adored him, enough that she wanted to call him her Father, and had for years, but that nagging voice in the back of his mind, almost constantly proclaiming he didn't deserve that love, was hard to listen to. By now, he'd had plenty of practice to ignore it, but it still hurt from time to time. He hugged his daughter closer to him with a content sigh, pressing a kiss to the dyed black hair on top of her head. "Thanks, sweetheart."

Eri moved to squish his face between her hands, forcing him to look at her. The young girl had trained her Quirk enough to be able to heal the prevalent scarring over his body, which Dabi had finally agreed to the year before, allowing him and Gabe to go out and enjoy the cheesy couples dates he'd always wanted to take them on. Having the feeling back in the lower half of his face was still an odd thing to experience, wincing as the now 12 year old pinched his cheeks. "Daddy," she said forcefully, knowing his mind was wandering back to the worst case scenario, "it'll be alright."

The low rumble of a motorcycle approaching drifted through the open windows, catching all of their attention. Eri happily bounced out of Dabi's lap, pulling at his hand to stand him up. "You've got this!! Gambatte!!"

Hitoshi laughed at the scene, also moving to stand. "I think your Dad can stand up on his own. Why don't you go get Hancock out of their duffel bag?"

She turned to glare lazily at Hitoshi, pouting, but letting go to go and find the tom cat. "Hanny~!"

Dabi stood up, running his hand through his white hair as Hitoshi walked up to him, grasping his shoulders in support. He towered over the Todoroki, now that he was an adult, standing well over six feet, and was very well versed in using it to intimidate when he needed to. Now though, he was nothing but encouraging to his Mom's boyfriend.

"It's four nights of just you and Mom. You'll have a great time in Yonezawa. You’ll get fat on all the great food, and relax in the onsen. He's already pumped you’re making the trip up with them on the bike. It’ll be perfect." A tired smile crossed Hitoshi’s face, eager to get them sent off on their journey. Between dealing with Dabi’s panicking, and making sure the transition of power went smoothly, so InfoNET didn’t collapse without his Mom for a week, the Brainwash user was feeling very stretched thin; He was starting to realize exactly why Gabe had such a severe caffeine addiction.

Dabi nodded, whispering in agreement and thanks. Hitoshi passed him a small box that was quickly tucked into his jacket pocket as the front door opened, revealing the grinning Puppeteer holding a large box. The gold honeycomb pattern of his helmet, resting precariously on top of the box, caught the morning rays of the sun, casting the pattern onto the walls of the entryway. He carefully toed off his boots, and finally hip checked the door closed, shutting out the chill autumn air.

"Hey Bee, can you come take this?" Hitoshi hopped into action before his mom’s helmet could fall, taking the box and letting the blonde undo their riding jacket, covered in patches of bands, symbols and scraps of cloth layered thick enough to ward off even the coldest wind chill. “Thank you. Where's your sister?”

"Trying to get Hanners out of your bag. He knows you two are leaving, and he wants to go with you, as usual."

"I got him!" Eri cheered, striding back in, triumphantly cradling the loudly purring Sphinx like a baby.

"Good job, honey. Thank you for getting him."

Eri looked at the box in her brother's arms, eyebrows shooting up in excitement. "Is that Dad's new helmet?!" The blonde nodded, watching his daughter start bouncing around her brother in excitement.

"I've already seen it, so go ahead and open it. I'll make sure we're all set." As Gabe went to walk away, Dabi grabbed his hand, threading their fingers together and pulling him in for a soft kiss. His free hand slid home onto their hip, which he squeezed lightly, clearly missing the feeling.

"Thank you, Sunshine~."

Gabe smiled and hummed happily, rubbing their nose along his. Dabi leaned in to press more soft kisses against his partner's mouth when their youngest let out an impatient whine.

"Daaaaad! I wanna see your helmet!!"

The two chuckled low as they parted, slow to release the other's hand; Dabi slowly turned his attention to the box and Gabe wandered further into the house. Hitoshi set the box and helmet on the table, setting the latter off to the side. Dabi waited til Eri had hopped on to one of the chairs to see in before pulling back the cardboard flaps.

A black bag adorned with ‘Minamino Customs’ greeted them, along with an absurd amount of packing paper, which Hancock happily claimed, wiggling out of Eri’s arms to drag away, the paper comically trailing behind him into the living room. The Cremation user lifted the bag out, allowing Hitoshi to pull the box away to make room, and slowly pulled at the drawstring for dramatic effect, much to the others annoyance. The echoing groans of ‘Dabi!’ and ‘Dad!’ pulled a laugh from their mom, still working in the bedroom.

“Fine, fine,” Dabi laughed, shaking his head. He pulled the fabric away to reveal a glossy black carbon fibre helmet, with blue flames erupting out from under the chin guard, reaching around to lick past the edges of the visor, that mirrored the group's reflection in a dark blue. The three stared awestruck at the protective gear, mesmerized by the way the artificial light of the kitchen caught the metallic highlights of the flames.

“Holy crap, Dad. It looks so cool! It looks just like your Quirk!” Eri bounced, the chair squeaking under her in protest; Hitoshi and Dabi nodding in silent agreement. “It’s perfect!!”

“Try it on, make sure it fits comfortably,” Gabe called, the unmistakable sound of the zipper signaled he’d finished up sounded after him. Moving the helmet to his head, Dabi made sure to tuck his ears in first, so the metal of his piercings wouldn’t catch on the padding, and pulled down, settling the protective gear in place. A few solid wiggles ensured it was comfortably snug, and he flipped up the mirrored visor, turning as Gabe returned, carrying a dark green duffel bag and Dabi’s own patch-work ride jacket.

“See? Perfect fit.” Dabi raised his arms in presentation, striding towards his partner confidently. The blonde reached up, grabbing the chin guard to tilt his head from side to side, before pulling him down to touch their forehead to the visor, a content smile quickly spreading across their face.

“Perfect. Happy anniversary, Touya.”

The pair said their goodbyes, to both kids and pets, with hugs, kisses, and a threatened reminder to not forget to water the marigolds again. Their respective helmets tucked under their arms and the duffel slung over the taller's shoulder, they left towards the bike, a much loved and cared for maroon V-Star 650 named ‘Lady’.

“I’ll drive for the first leg?” Dabi offered, lifting his helmet to rest on top of his head, waggling his eyebrows in question. Gabe's own eyebrows shot up in delight, the grin that sprung up on their face contagious as Dabi’s began to mirror it.

Gabe’s grin then gained a cheeky edge that gave Dabi’s stomach butterflies. “You just wanna drive the thing vibrating between my legs for hours, don’t you?” Heat rose in the fire user’s face as he not so subtly eyed his lover up and down.

“Maaaaybe~.”

“Our first gas stop is in Goka, we’ll see how you’re driving by then.” Gabe stopped to kiss Dabi’s cheek, taking the duffel off his shoulder while passing him the keys. The white haired male smiled dreamily as the blonde walked away, eyes wandering down to watch the two skeleton hand patches sewn on the ass of his pants sway in time with his steps. His hand subconsciously reached down to pat at his pocket, making sure his gift was still safely inside. Feeling the shape brought on a wave of excitement for the days ahead, and he jogged to catch up, pushing his helmet the rest of the way on.

~

8 hours of driving, pit stops, sight-seeing, and various pauses to cure their wandering hands, and the sight of the ryokan finally came into sight. Parking was easily settled, as was checking in, and they were finally granted access to their rooms for the next few days.

The entryway opened facing a raised platform, where 2 twin beds lay, thick blankets covering both of them. Past the platform, the floor transitioned from the hardwood flooring to tatami mats, and the most inviting looking kotatsu took up the center of the room. The large, floor-to-ceiling window held the view of a quiet pond around a cherry tree, it’s leaves already having lost their green and were well on their way to becoming mulch. Small lanterns around both the pond and the tree lent the scene a gentle glow in the twilight.

“I don’t care how comfortable those beds are, I’m sleeping under that kotatsu,” Gabe groaned, kicking off their boots and resting their honeycomb helmet on top of the shoe shelf. Dabi laughed, toeing off his own boots as he watched his blonde shuffle towards the table.

“Babe, we should probably, ya know… eat first? Then you can fall asleep under the kotatsu,” Dabi set the duffel bag and yukata’s provided by the ryokan down, starting to strip himself of his riding crust. “The faster we get changed, the faster we can get some of that shabu-shabu in us. Just think, Yonezawa wagyu…” he trailed off, starting to drool at the thought of the delicious beef.

Gabe’s own appreciative hum followed after, mouth also watering at the thought, making him turn back to his boyfriend, shucking his jacket in the process, but a sight stopped him in his tracks.

“Or…”

Dabi stopped part way through undoing his belt, looking up in confusion. “Or… what?”

The Puppeteer stared at the shoji in front him, smiling slyly, slowly tilting his head in Dabi direction, eyes quickly shifting from his pyro to the door and back. “Or…” they dropped their jacket down enough to catch on their elbows, biting his lip, “we could make a head start on breaking in our onsen?” He quirked an eyebrow, turning towards the flame user just enough to show him that his hands had slowly begun bunching up the bottom of their shirt, showing off the delicate ink work decorating his stomach.

Dabi licked at his lips, and slowly stalked forward, belt hanging loosely over his hips, temporarily forgotten, his eyes only leaving his partner's stomach when his hands had slipped under the fabric of the shirt to rest them on their hips, pulling them close with a rough tug. He swayed gently, pulling them along with him in a sort of dance, leaning into the blonde's ear with a low growl, “... I think I like that second option.”

~

The sun shone through the window the next morning, gently coaxing the lovers awake from each other's embrace, and the warmth of the kotatsu. A faint buzzing sound from the tabletop caught their attention, the phone screen lighting up to show Eri’s smiling face. Dabi rolled onto his back, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, and Gabe sat up, adjusting the dark green yukata they’d worn last night, and answered the video call.

“Morning Mom! Morning Dad!”

Gabe smiled through their yawn. “G’morning Baby Girl. How are you and Grandma Rei getting on?”

“Really good! Auntie Fuyu came over last night with her girlfriend, and we had some really good… uh… Grandma, what was the food Auntie made last night called?”

“Sukiyaki, dear.” The white hair woman moved to hug Eri, her face appearing in frame. “Good morning, you two. Happy anniversary.”

“Thank you, Rei.”

Dabi yawned, stretching, and finally sitting up, hearing his mothers voice on the other end. “Thanks, Mom.”

Rei brought her hand up to her mouth, hiding the smile that had infected her face. “Trying out a new style, my dear?” Her eyebrows rose slightly, nodding in Dabi’s direction. Dabi looked down at the soft pink, flowery yukata covering him with a chuckle, looking back up with a grin.

“Yeah, I’m starting to think pink might be my colour, what do ya think?” Rei’s gentle laugh rang through the phone's speakers, making the couple smile happily.

“I think your yukata makes you look very pretty, Daddy!”

“I agree, I think it suits you, Touya. So, what do you two have planned for today?”

Dabi draped himself over Gabe’s shoulders, still not quite awake yet, allowing the blonde to answer for the both of them. “We might go for a walk up to one of the temples, or drive over to the brewery. We’re saving the Tengendai ropeway for tomorrow, when it’s clearer.”

“Oh that all sounds wonderful. Well, I hope you two enjoy yourselves.”

“Thank you Rei. Be good for Grandma, honey. Love you.”

“I will! Bye Mom! Bye Dad! I love you!”

“Love you too, sweetheart. Bye Mom.” Dabi smiled, resting his chin on Gabe’s shoulder.

“Bye Touya, Gabriel.”

“Buh-bye.” Gabe tapped the red circle, hanging up and leaning his weight into Dabi, sighing contently. Dabi leaned back, laying back down on the pillows, pulling his blonde with him to lay in his arms. The silence surrounding them gently pulled at their eyelids, begging them back to sleep.

“Sleep in the actual bed for a bit?” Dabi offered through another yawn, a few minutes later.

“Sleep in the actual bed for a bit. 8 hours on a bike is murder, and tatami is not as comfortable as I remember,” the Puppeteer groaned, dragging himself out from the warmth of his boyfriend and the kotatsu. Dabi stuck out his arm, allowing Gabe to pull him out as well.

“Breakfast first. Then back to sleep.” Gabe yawned, accepting the terms with a strained nod, grasping Dabi’s hand again as the taller led them out to the dinning hall towards the alluring and welcoming scent of warm food.

~

The temple, beautifully framed by the colours of fall all around them, was a gorgeous walk in the late afternoon. The two were bundled up in sweaters and scarves, hand in hand, walking the grounds, enjoying the light crunching of the fallen leaves under their boots, and the echoing gong of the temple's bells as it listened to its visitors' prayers.

Gabe let go to look at the wall of ema hanging on the shrine, Dabi moving to look at the designs available, when he heard his phone go off. It was a snapchat from Shoto and Natsu, taken at an attractive angle, with a perfect view up their noses, captioned with a simple ‘So?’ Dabi took a selfie of himself sticking his tongue out, flipping them off, capturing Gabe looking at the wall of wish plaques just over his shoulder. He captioned it with ‘Not yet’ before sending it off. Gabe looked over at him as he tucked his phone back into his pocket, and reached out to him.

“Brothers?”

Dabi nodded, closing the distance to hold his hand again. “Figure out what you're gonna wish for?” He brought the other’s hand to his mouth, pressing sweet kisses to the backs of the blondes fingers, bringing a smile to their face.

“Health, safety and happiness. You know, the usual boring stuff. What about you?”

The fire user smiled, looking towards the wall, thinking for a moment. “... Continued good fortune. You’ve got everything else covered, might as well,” he chuckled, wrapping his arms around Gabe’s waist, kissing his nose. The blonde wrinkled his nose in reply with a wide grin.

“Sounds good. Let’s pay for our ema, then.”

Gabe picked out two plaques for them, as Dabi padded over to tuck some money into the offering box. They silently wrote out their wishes, hanging them and threading their hands back together for the walk back to the ryokan.

~

The next day was a blur of delicious food, warm colours, and warmer hot springs as the two relaxed under the kotatsu late into the evening. The drone from the tv made for a subtle white noise as they dozed and nursed their full bellies. A flash from outside caught Gabe’s eye, making them sit up. A moment later another flash flew by, followed quickly by another.

“Touya! There’s a meteor shower!”

Dabi shot up, spying out the window as a few more flashes flew by, watching his Puppeteer scramble to stand up, stopping in front of the window. He moved to join them, sliding his hand into theirs to watch the shooting stars over them. He felt Gabe squeeze his hand excitedly, making him look down at them. The joy and amazement on their face reminded him exactly why he loved them, and threatened to make Dabi’s heart beat out of his chest.

His hand drifted to his pocket again, feeling the soft velvet under the pads of fingers, and he nodded to himself with a smile. With the box tightly clutched in his hand, he knelt down, pulling gently at the blonde's hand to grab their attention. As the Puppeteer looked down, their eyes widened in shock, a smile fighting its way onto his face.

“I’ve been wracking my brains forever, trying to think of what I’d say, how I was gonna ask… And they all felt wrong; too cheesy, too boring, too… Cookie cutter,” he said with a laugh. He sighed. “I love you so much, and I wanted it to go perfectly. But nothing’s ever gone ’perfectly’ for us. We’ve never gone into this with any sort of plan in mind, we just sort of… went for it. So...” he paused, pulling his hand out of pocket, opening the box with the help of his chin, showing a silver band holding a heart shaped gem, the same shade of blue as his eyes, “will you marry me?”

Gabe’s free hand shot up to cover their mouth, tearing up at their boyfriend's question. They nodded, laughing, dropping down to tackle him in a hug. Dabi smiled into their neck, squeezing him tightly, refusing to let go. He pulled away enough to slide the ring onto it’s new home, cupping his fiancé’s face to kiss them sweetly, happier than he’d ever been. Happier than either had ever been.

P.S.: This is definitely an announcement that we're engaged now!!!

[homesweetgoodneighbor]

Fallout Ghoul headcanon for your consideration: Ghouls purr. If they are content enough, they will make a warm, rumbling noise deep in their chests. So Hancock is essentially a lanky hairless cat

I am not sure how I would spin that since people can't figure out how cats actually purr. But, hey, radiation does wierd shit to people. If Peter Parker can stick to the wall, ghouls can purr. I say run with it.

[fallout-hoe]

I’m just imagining a sphynx cat with Hancock’s outfit and just 💕 little drug dealer cat

Hancock as a cat, but instead of small dead animals ans leaves, he brings you chems

[satans-left-asscheeky]

Fallout 4 characters as animals ig

Maccready

(eats trash will hiss at you if you get to close)

Hancock

(Definitely a sphynx cat. I mean come on he's smol but could easily kill you, gotta be a cat. and you know he'd dress to impress)

Cait

(Can and will kill you. Leave her alone in her den)

Danse

(Loyal, has a pack mentality. I mean come on he's always thinking about what could help the brotherhood)

Curie

(Curie is definitely not as combat fit as the other companions, but she's a cinnamon roll. definitely more of a prey rather than a predator)

Deacon

(Do I need to explain?)

Piper

(Doesn't shut up, but you have no idea what she says. okay but in all seriousness is sly and sneaky at getting the info she needs)

Nick

(Wise. need I say more?)

Preston

(Idk he gives me serious cowboy vibes and I'm never gonna not make that joke)

[ring-a-ding-dumbass]

Hancock is definitely a cat person. No idea why I think this.

Maybe he even has a sphynx cat?

I also agree with this!!! I think Hancock probably vibes with dogs, but he prefers cats because they're chill (for the most part). He would give them endless amounts of catnip and snuggles.

Headcanon: he adopts a ghoulified cat and names her Betsy and she loves to wander around the Old State House.

[radioactivereactions]

🌻

When I'm older I'm getting a sphynx cat and naming it Hancock because I love sphynx cats and I love Hancock

[thatwolfnamednyla]

@volcanicflowers CAT HANCOCK

I HAVE N O CONTROL!!

Have a kitty Hancock because I felt like it and...🥺💖

[sillyandquiteawkward]

headcannon: some ghouls are like sphynx cats , with no body hair to absorve the oils theyre body produces they need regular baths , ferals tend to be prone to acne , bacteria build up , like sphynxs , but sphynxs get cat acne while ghoul acne is hella painfull and makes the ferals more aggresive with the pain , john almost got it at some point bc he was too cool for bath time apparently

WHAT I LOVE THAT i love any opportunity of adults getting acne

wosh hancock he smelly...

[rubin-therubix-loverofblorbos]

Good Kitty: Hancock Imagine {Trans! John Hancock x Naga or Reptile Person! AMAB Androgynous Reader [You have TWO (2) Giant dicks]}

Somnophilia and Painplay! DO NOT WORRY it is consensual! However, it is only implied that they discussed it. TAGS: Vaginal sex, Creampie, Knotting, Double Penetration in one hole, Painplay, Biting, Coloured Semen | Slick, Stomach Bulges, Come Inflation, Size Difference, Blood, Sadochism, Breeding Kink, Unrealistic Sex, Cervix Penetration.

Ghouls are literally just human-shaped sphynx cats.

John has his coat off and undershirt pulled up enough to reveal his scarred chest and abdomen. He is slightly curved, his plump legs lifted and bent at the knee, and his arms doing the cat thing™️.

This is not the first time you have seen him like this, yet the urge to give him a belly rub overtakes your thoughts and mentally drags you over to him as if you're being pushed by a bodily force.

You shakily drag your clawed hand across his velvety, surprisingly soft skin, little bumps and charred ridges being the only thing that reminds you that you aren't petting a cloud. Suddenly, you feel little vibrations and pull your hand away, thinking the movement is growling. As he arches into your touch you realize that he's purring.

Along with his purring soon comes whining and a wet spot in his boxers.

You can hear him softly sleep-talking, "Y/N, oh Atom, Please Y/N" He whimpered, the begging going straight to your cocks.

You take off his boxers, completely smitten as you watch strings of navy blue slick get pulled away with the underwear. You contemplate taking his shirt off but you decide against it, thinking that he looks way too cute with the puffy little shirt only covering his shoulders.

Your hungry dicks start to drool over the sight, begging to be deep inside the tiny ghoul's delicious, wet, pink, hairy cunt. You can't help but imagine how colourful the milk-white fur framing his pussy would be after you were done with him.

But, right now, you want to taste him more than anything.

You lean down, almost on your belly from how much you had to back up, and take the ghoul's little clit into your mouth. A tiny, lazy buck into you and a faint sob complement your action. Your forked tongue flicked it and your sharp teeth poked and nibbled on it, all while John thought he was having the best wet dream of his life, writhing and moaning.

A few tears fell from his face when you detached, desperately thrusting uselessly into the air. You took pity on him and plunged two thick fingers into his hole, quiet screams and giddy giggles emitting from him as you thrusted and scissored his entrance, knowing that this barely even counted as prep.

Your dicks were absolutely sobbing now, globs of precum leaking onto the couch. You couldn't wait any longer.

And so, you went in raw.

~~~~~~~~~ SADOCHISM AND BLOOD WARNING~~~~~~~~~

John screeched and squirmed trying to get out of your grip and away from the burning pain to no avail, as you had trapped him between yourself and the couch. You looked down and what you saw made your cocks somehow harden even more.

He was bleeding beautiful black blood from his slutty cunt and where your claws met hot skin.

His hole contracted around you and wept slick from his hole, the blue even darker from the blood.

You didn't care enough to let him adjust and just instantly started an unforgiving rhythm, thrusting hard enough to penetrate his cervix.

As tears and blood pooled on the couch, your huge eggs and knot and heavy, full balls pressed against John's pussy.

You bit into the area around one of the man's nipples and the part of his neck that was available, leaving two souvenirs for him to find [and feel] later.

John's moaning had gotten much breathier and caught in his throat a few times, signalling that he was about to cum, most likely squirt from how hard you were fucking him.

Since you were close too you didn't really care, if he came before you and woke up, you would just overstimulate him while he was awake, easy as pie.

You and he ended up cumming at the same time, and you were right, John did squirt.

You emptied huge balls in him and let your eggs find their way into his womb, happy with the knowledge that even though they were duds [you made sure of it] he would have to carry them to term and have them grow inside him until they were big enough to lay.

"What's goin' on? Why're you cleanin' me out? Why do I feel so full?"

You merely kissed him on the forehead, made sure he was okay, got him a blanket and some water, and collapsed from exhaustion, right onto his belly. And as you both fell asleep, you whispered,

"Good Kitty."

[dementedwolfruler]

Non animal Kin types as animals

thought to myself what if i drew my non animal kin types as animals, this is what i see them as.  John hancock- Sphynx cat Nick valentine - Silver Shepherd Tavros NItram - Longhorn steer Jeff ‘Joker’ Moreau - Mutt Kuri - Norwegian forest cat

[jinglyjangly]

the only good thing to come from fallout 4 was all the fanart of hancock chilling with sphynx cats. good shit and i dont even like cats 👌🏽

haha yeah, i didnt really care for how ghouls looked but i do really like a lot of the ghoul characters!