#THANK U FOR THE ASK raul is so special to me

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Raul for the ask game!!! 💖

YESS thank you so much kani!! sorry i took me a minute to answer it dkgnj. the adhd demons.

Sexuality Headcanon: Bisexual, but maybe with some tendencies towards holding back-- Not that he's celibate or anything. Raul has lived a long life, and I think that despite the struggles he's been through, there have been plenty of people who have loved him. He seems to struggle a lot with his confidence, and he's very self-deprecating. I don't think it would be too much of a stretch to think that he's held back his desires as a result of his ghoulification, as well as feeling he's brought danger to his loved ones or been unable to protect them (his family, his sister, Claudia, etc). I think its of note that he's never brought up anyone who's been in his life romantically. Not that I don't think there's never been anyone. He was 30 when the bombs fell, so I think it's absolutely reasonable to think that he had partners before the war. It seems like there's been other things on his mind for the last 200 years, but it's hard to imagine him never having a fling or short relationship or two. But who knows! I think it would be fun to explore that. Gender Headcanon: Cis man A ship I have with said character: honestly a lot of my favorite ships are with OCs of mine, oops hehe. My very first courier was named Mercedes, she was a lounge singer and I shipped her with Raul-- More on her later. Anyways, I was talking with my partner about "what if Raul and Arcade had a fling awhile back" and I thought that was kind of an interesting idea. I like the tension! They both have needs and seem like they're in the middle of a dry spell. A BROTP I have with said character: Raul in general interacting with the other companions <3 I think it's good for him to have friends and a support system. He's been lonely. He deserves it. A NOTP I have with said character: Can't think of any to be honest! A random headcanon: I really love the headcanon about Raul settling in and raising sleipnir, horses, and donkeys when he's not busy on the road with the courier. Good for a guy to have hobbies. Also love the idea of Raul getting a pre-war car to work and enabling some idiot like Chip to do donuts in the desert. General Opinion over said character: I really really really really love Raul. He's so important to me. He was one of the reasons I got back into New Vegas back in the day, and I'm still so so fond of him.

EXTRA: notes on mercedes

before, I was thinking she could have been a lounge singer on the strip (and now and again a courier when she really needed the money), probably in her 30s or 40s. Her face claim was Maria Felix!

(and her courier outfit would be something like this):

Now I'm considering maybe having her be a pre-war Latina starlet who's become a ghoul herself. Maybe she used to even know Dean Domino. She does courier work because her voice and looks (in her eyes) have been ruined by ghoulification, and she's able to go places other couriers can't go BECAUSE she's a ghoul.

Honestly really into the idea. And she and Raul can be old ghouls together <3

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Meeting Your Very, VERY, Famous Parents

Hi. I hope u can do one where y/n is a daughter of famous singers/actors something like that I tried my best with this and I picked my favourite couple to be the parents of the reader, hopefully this turns out okay ☺ *** 'Shawn, I don't understand how this is a difficult thing for you, you've met plenty of people before, I don't understand why they're any different?' I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. 'Y/N, these are your parents. The people that raised you are a big deal, bigger then meeting Drake for the first time.' Shawn explained. 'And you did act like a deer in headlights,' I laughed, shaking my head, 'wait - don't change the subject. Cmon, they're my parents.' I reasoned. I had been arguing with Shawn for the last half an hour. I've already met his parents and had gone through the nerves of wanting to stay in the car and not even enter his house to save myself the embarrassment if I said something wrong. But, I sucked it up and now I love them to bits, but, it was Shawn's turn to do the same for me. And he was stubborn as hell. 'Please, please, please?' I pleaded, pouting and resting my chin on his shoulder. He turned his head and looked down at me rolling his eyes. I frowned, hitting him in the chest playfully. 'Don't roll your eyes at me, boy, or you'll regret it later on.' 'Y/N, I can't do this, alright?' 'Name one reason why you can't?' I asked, no anger in my voice, but disappointment. 'Because they're Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds, they're the power couple of the century.' 'What about us?' I asked, causing him to chuckle, him leaning in and kissing my forehead. 'But in all seriousness, Shawn. My parents want to meet you, and I want you too as well.' He sighed, taking my small hand in his and lacing our fingers together. 'What do I get out of this if I go and meet your very, VERY, famous parents?' 'You get to make your girlfriend very, VERY, happy and proud.' I smiled. He sighed again, before nodding towards me. 'Alright, I'll do it.' ** 'Okay, I can't do this.' He ranted, walking up the stairs of my parents house. 'Will you stop. Jesus - you know, I'm glad I drove the car because of you did, what's the bet you would've turned around and gone home?' 'Honey, we wouldn't of even left the driveway.' He replied, making me snort. I opened the door, smelling my mother's cooking and hearing their playful banter echoing through the house. 'Y/N -' 'Say you can't do this one more time and I swear to god, Shawn Peter Raul Mendes.' I muttered, entering the kitchen with a grin. 'Hey mum, dad!' I laughed, seeing their heads turn in my direction. 'Hey sweetheart!' My mum chuckled, walking around the kitchen bench to pull me in for a hug. 'And this must be the Shawn Mendes, how are you?' She smiled at him, pulling him in for a hug too. Shawn's nerves seemed to go away for a minute, which made me mentally cheer. My dad placed the tea towel he had on his shoulder down, a giant smile on his face when he saw me. 'Come here, sweetie.' He pulled me into a tight hug, making me laugh. Both of them had been super busy with their own careers, especially my dad with his new Deadpool movie in the works. I don't know how they managed, along with my two little sisters who were under the age of 5. 'How you doing, dad?' I asked, pulling back to see his face. 'I'm great, now I can finally see my daughter,' he looked behind me at Shawn who was talking to my mum, whose nerves were returning, 'and her boyfriend who looks like he's going to shit himself.' 'Dad, be nice.' I warned, leading him over to my nervous boyfriend. 'Always sweetie - hello, Shawn, is it?' He smiled, grabbing Shawn's hand to shake. 'I've heard a lot about you, Y/N never shuts up about you.' 'Dad,' I elbowed his side, warning. 'Hold on, I'm talking. Even before you two started dating all she ever did was listen to your music and say "Shawn this" and "Shawn that"-' 'Ryan,' my mother stepped in, raising her eyebrow at my father. 'I think that's enough. Besides, dinners ready and I want to get to know your gorgeous boyfriend more, Y/N.' 'Mum...' I groaned, running my hands over my face. 'Not you too,' 'What? Shawn's not ugly sweetheart.' Shawn laughed, walking over to me to stand beside me. 'You're right, Y/N. You're parents are great.' 'Yeah, yeah. I'm starving,' I muttered, feeling Shawn grabbed my hand, reassuring me he was on my side. I smiled, ready to eat. The conversation over dinner was surprisingly smoother then what I thought it was going to be. My dad would talk to Shawn about Canada, my mother talking to Shawn about future acting gigs. I only put my two cents in when needed, only wanting to enjoy seeing my parents getting along with my boyfriend. You see, the special thing about this whole dinner was due to the fact that in a different perspective, I was adopted by them. My own parents were friends with the two of them. When they passed away in a car accident, Blake and Ryan were already married, and were put in charge to take care of me. In the end, they adopted me as their own and I was forever grateful to finally feel like I had a family again. When James and Ines were born, I felt proud to be an older sister to the both of them and was joyful of finally having siblings I could watch out for. That's why Shawn was a little nervous, due to the fact Blake and Ryan were both more protective than anything else. They lost their best friends and didn't ever want me to get hurt. Surprisingly, however, they seemed to fall in love with Shawn, more so my mother then my dad of course. But, my dad respected him, which was all I cared about. 'Now, Shawn,' my dad started, finishing his desert, 'I'm sorry to have to do this, but I need to do the speech that every father enjoys doing.' He sighed dramatically, making me laugh. 'Now, if you ever hurt my daughter, I will not hesitate to find you and permanently damage your pretty face. But...' he smiled, taking hold of my hand. 'I know from watching you tonight with Y/N that you'll take care of her no matter what. Having a relationship with a career like yours is tough, but, I know now from the way you've talked about her tonight that you truly do care. Y/N's had it tough for a long time, and it makes me happy to see her happy. Keep her that way, please.' I felt myself tearing up, causing me to fan my face to stop the tears flow. I chuckled a little, sniffling. Shawn grabbed my hand under the table, giving me a comforting squeeze. 'Ryan's right, Shawn,' my mum added in. 'Aren't I always?' 'Shoosh.' She commented before continuing, 'Anyway, I haven't seen her as happy as what she has been with you, thank you for bringing her spark back.' She gave me a tearful smile, mouthing "I love you" whilst I replied with "I love you". 'In all honesty, Y/N's helped me become a better and happier person. I've lost my way a little and she's brought me back,' he smiled down at me, making me blush, 'and I wouldn't change that for the world.' He pecked my cheek, making my heart swell. This to me had surprisingly gone better than I thought. And that's all I could ever want.