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Can we get a "Cait idolizes you" post please?

[Cait Idolizes You]

➼ Word Count » 0.7k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Genre » Headcanons based on how Cait treats you once idolized

Cait feels like she owes you her life and will be at your beck and call, waiting for anything she could possibly do to even make an attempt at paying you back for sticking with her for as long as you have, even if you tell her none of it's necessary, and you love her for her.

Now that she's officially off the chems, she'll try and do more community service-type deeds to clean up her act. She's not much of a fan, but she does need something to do, and what's more exciting than helping Preston and Sturges set up a few more houses? (everything, but she's still grateful to be a part of it)

She's the first to volunteer whenever you say you're headed off to do a quest, and the first to grab a bat whenever someone says something even slightly negative about you.

Every Sunday, she'll drag you down to the Dugoutt Inn, throw you in one of the booths, and offer to share a bottle of Moonshine. Usually, the two of you just talk, but sometimes the Bobrov brothers will come over and tell you guys stories of things that had happened throughout the week. It always reminds you of those Football nights you used to have before the war when you'd gather in someone's basement and just hang out with everyone.

Cait's not the best at it, but whenever you're beaten and bleeding, she'll do her best to try and patch you up. There will always be people out there who're way more qualified than she'll ever be, but she knows the basics.

She definitely makes her opinion known when she thinks you've been drinking too much or have been taking too many drugs. You'll be kept in line with her around, she refuses to let you fall into the same rabbit hole that she did.

Whether you romanced her or not, she'll still jokingly flirt with you all the time. She'll run her hands along your shoulders and whisper the most lewd comments until you start blushing or get a tad flustered.

One of these days she'll take you aside and teach you a few more effective self-defense methods just so you're better prepared in any sort of fight you find yourself in.

Cait may still put up that tough-Irish-girl front of hers, but behind it all is a genuine friend who would stop everything she was doing to sit and listen to whatever it was that was bothering you.

She's so willing to throw down for you. You give her the word, and she'll gladly make someone 'disappear' for you. You guys are like the secret service of the Commonwealth, anyone does anything to either of you, and they're gone.

The jokes she makes are almost always horribly timed. Like you'll be sitting in your room all sad and she'll say something like, "It's totally your fault". She intends for them to be sarcastic quips of some kind, but they don't really land. She's just not that great at cheering people up, but she definitely tries.

Her drug habit might've stopped, but her thieving practice won't. It's for better or for worse, but you can't deny how relieved you get when you notice the extra hundred caps that'd been snuck into your pockets when you weren't looking. They save you in most situations and you almost have to be grateful she hasn't kicked the habit yet.

The one thing with Cait is that you're gonna have to teach her some healthier coping skills before she punches a hole in your wall, or anyone else's for that matter.

She loves to sit with you on the bridge right outside Sanctuary and toss stones. She likes the edges of the rocks in her hands and finds it a bit soothing when they sink and cause ripples in the water.

Overall, Cait ends up being the best friend you never knew you needed. She's there for literally everything and couldn't ever imagine her life without you.

[mahiiimahiiii]

So .. how are you liking the multiple companions mod.

[woods-and-adlers-left-hand-dude]

For every fallout player there's a companion blocking a doorway, usually at the most inconvenient times

[berrincherri]

How to get Cait to like you

[transparentkinks]

What if the pre-war government censored all information on sexual health?

You should know I wrote this with my entire p#@sy. MDNI

Nora never really considered herself sheltered. All things considered she thought she was rather open minded. Anatomy and burns never made her squeamish, she was a battle medic, and then a trauma surgeon for hell’s sake. When she served she was often praised for her ability to keep it together even in the most hellish circumstances. When it comes to injuries encountered in battle, especially in regards to prisoners of war or those left too long alone in drastic environments, Nora was who they called. When the wounds before them were so gruesome it got to even the most seasoned surgeon, Nora was one of the few members on staff that people could count on to stay composed till the patient was stable. The things she’d seen, god the things she’d smelled… and beyond just violence and gore, she’s cussed, heard locker room talk, mothered herself a child, and she’ll never really forget that time with her company crawling around in a field looking for the dismembered penis of the poor bastard who caught the business end of a pretty nasty car bomb. Despite the propaganda of her small town she liked to believe that she treated people the same no matter what they believed in or looked like. When she crawled out of that vault she managed to swallow down her grief and face the wasteland. She accepted that life would always be stranger than fiction and started collecting friends that looked like they belonged in comic books. She learned fast and adapted to a world that had changed plenty without her. 

So what the fuck were her friends talking about? 

“I mean it man, I swear to god when I went down on her that rug was braided”

“No way, who in their right mind spends time braiding down there?” Piper looked at Hancock like his ear just fell off. 

“I guess some girls in the capital are just different” Hancock shrugged with a tipsy grin before talking another sip from his beer. “Different strokes for different folks and all that.” 

“I call bullshit” Macreedy spoke up. “Some chick in the capital isn’t gonna have any more time to be so weird about her hygiene than anyone in the commonwealth.” 

“They do got that bigass water purifier down there, maybe they get to shower more and it does something weird to their brain” Deacon interjected, shit eating grin having not moved from his face since the second he sat down with the group with his bowl of stew and a bottle of whisky to pass amongst the group. In fact Nora was fairly certain his distinctive grin had only grown as the conversation got more confusing. 

“Before ze war, zhey studied people’s brainz and why zhey might do strange zhings. Some diagnozis did mention zat a persons’s environment can induze compulzive behaviors, especially vhen expozed to trauma. Most of zhe examples were concerning cleanliness and hygiene.” Curie spoke up, and finally Nora felt like she was understanding what was being said. Though, She wasn’t entirely sure how they got to their current conversation topic. “If a perzon feels such compulsizons and findz zemselves vith zhe means, zhey may indulge zhemselves even to zhe point vhere ve find zheir behavior strange.”

“Well, I guess she could be considered odd. Becoming a ghoul isn’t exactly non-traumatic, but if it really is because of the water purifier than I wouldn’t mind everyone getting a little more weird. She nearly tasted like water” Tasted??? Who tastes someone during sex? Well, she guessed Nate had liked sucking her breasts, especially after having shawn, but she thought it would probably taste more salty.  They had to be talking about sex if Preston's face was anything to go by. The man looked like he was simultaneously trying to hide behind his drink and shrink back into his coat. Hancock was looking away fondly when Cait slugged his shoulder. 

“Man I’ve seen you put a slice of cram in between two snack cakes and call it a fancy sandwich. And then ate it. I don’t trust your sense of taste” 

“Yeah!” Curie spoke up. “You zaid zath you can’t taste anyzhing since you turned ghoul!” A choir of yeah’s arose around her from Piper, Macreedy, Deacon, and Cait. 

“Those are the words of a person who has never tried a fancy sandwich.” John waggled a finger at Cait. “You should know that’s a ghoul delicacy.” 

“What are we talking about?” Danse strode over to the group following the cheers from the corner of the settlement bar. 

“Only the finest delicacies available to a person.” Hancock grinned at the synth cheekily.

“Danse you’ve been to the capital wasteland before, did girls start tasting different after that water drama?” Deacon stood to drag the synth down into the already crowded booth. Danse suddenly looked very much like he wanted to leave. 

“I’m not telling you about my sexual encounters.” Ah, so It was about sex. 

“Oh come on! You’re no fun.” Deacon laughed and shoved Danse as he squeezed into the booth. 

“You know for all your expertise on retrieving important information I'm surprised you’re withholding this essential data.” Piper jabbed, and with a wiggle of her eyebrows passed the whiskey to Danse. “No way this reporter can get a scoop?” 

“Wrong hands and all that.” Danse sniffed before taking a swig. 

“And therefore!” Hancock slammed his hands on the table and looked pointedly at Macreedy Curie and Cait. “None of you can prove that pussy did not taste different after that water debacle.” Nora was trying to put it together in her mind what they were describing looked like, fighting off a blush as her mind wandered.

“Does it even matter if there’s a difference?” Nick sighed past his cigarette, adding another puff of smoke into the already slightly opaque air of the concrete building. 

“Ov course it doze” Curie slurred. While she had yet to touch any chems beyond stimpacks and the occasional med-x after a rough fight, curie was clearly enjoying ‘zhe social ritual of zhelebratory inebriation’ as she had put it. Especially since John used his connections to find her some pot, a drug she apparently had medical reason to trust more than alcohol. The first time Curie tried a shot she spat it out and talked extensively about how it burned. Right now she was enjoying a small rum and nuka (The only way she could tolerate any alcohol) and passing a joint between herself, John, and Cait. “It could be a healtz indicator! In regardz to zex, zhis is important, yes?” 

“Or” Macreedy interjected, seeming rather done with this conversation. “Maybe we’re all a bunch of gross fucks and pussy tastes good if its hydrated. For all we know that was just basic pre-war and we’re just now catching up.” 

“Man, people really had it good pre-war if everyone tasted like that.” Hancock sighed whistfully before taking a puff of the joint as it was passed his way. 

“Vell, I guess ve vill never have the data on zhat” Curie sighed. 

“Nu-uh” Deacon spoke up, grin unmoving as he cast his gaze to Nora. Oh no.  “We got ourselves our own repository of pre-war experiences right here.” 

“Oh shit, yeah. What do you think sunshine? Do folks taste different after the bombs?” Hancock looked at her rather excitedly, and suddenly Nora felt quite a few eyes on her. What she wouldn’t give for a stealth boy right now. Or a much, much stronger drink. Speaking of… 

“Well I don’t know, I wasn’t exactly walking around licking people.” Nora huffed and snatched the whiskey bottle before it could reach its next destination. 

“What, Nate never let you get a taste of yourself? Kept you all to himself? Never told you what it was like while he was going down?” Cait jested, propping her head on her elbow and looking up at Nora with mischief written across her face. Taste herself? Going down? Nora was rapidly losing context as her anxiety grew. 

“I-... I mean not really?” Nora stuttered, floundering for something to say that wouldn’t tip off her friends that she had no fucking clue what they were referencing. Oh no, now Cait looked confused. “I mean, people didn’t really discuss sex like people do now…” She trailed off but the eyes did not leave her. Normally she relished sharing her better memories from before the war with her friends, loved how they listened to her no matter what she wanted to talk about, but this time she just wished they’d ignore her. She took another swig to buy herself some time. 

“Wait, Nate did go down on you right?” Piper spoke up, leaning forward in her seat with a look of concern and confusion. Damn her. Nora normally loved how quickly Piper could put pieces together before she could, but right now she wanted to strangle her. The table was silent. 

“I uh, that’s slang right?” Piper nodded. “I don’t really know what that means.” Cait started cackling and Nora felt her cheeks flush. 

“Girly it means eating pussy.” Cait giggled. Nora just blinked at her, embarrassment growing as she remained confused. Cait’s giggles died off, along with her grin. “Eating you out? Shit Curie you had a big word for it.”

“Cunilingus?” Curie studied her face. “Oral zex?” Curie probed fruther. How would she taste herself during a blowjob? “Providing physical pleasure to a woman by means of contact between the mouth and the vagina?” Curie clarified. When she just started at Curie confused John spoke up. 

“Hold on, you really have no clue what we’re talking about?” He looked bewildered. 

“...No” Nora wished the ground would eat her alive.

“Damn, you had that man’s kid and he never went down on you? Ever?” John looked shocked, and looking around the table she realized pretty much everyone was giving her some flavor of the same look. “Man maybe pre-war folk didn’t have it that nice of they didn’t go down on each other.” Hancock shook his head. 

“We had the notion of oral sex before the war.” Nick clarified with a furrow in his brow. “I’m sure you ended up reading about it somewhere. You were a nurse right?” 

“I mean, yeah…” Nora mumbled. “But it was mostly about ways people catch different diseases and how to identify symptoms.” The whiskey bottle was passed along, and Nora prayed the conversation would steer towards pre-war medicine. At least she could talk extensively about that. Curie suddenly looked a little mad. 

“On vhat anatomy?” She questioned with urgency. “Your medical textbookz must have explained zhe affects on men and vomen, yes?” A beat of silence passed. Shit, her textooks were basically all male anatomy. She racked her head. There were diagrams of women, she knew it. Yeah, when she was learning basic gynecology. She saw plenty of diagrams of female reproductive organs. And especially leading up to their unit on delivery. Did they talk about diseases in women? She knew they discussed pregnancy effects… 

“I mean I was first trained as a combat medic, so it was mostly male anatomy...”

“But they had women in the army.” Nick corrected. “Not just medics, they saw deployment. They were soldiers.” Nick stubbed out the last of his cigarette in the ashtray. “They didn’t really train their medics to only treat half of their army did they?” 

“Well beyond genitalia there isn’t much difference between male and female anatomy-”

“Zhat is not true!!” Curie exclaimed. She definitely looked mad now. “Surely treating soldiers so vould result in more female casualties, yes?” 

“Women in relationships were given the option to opt out of the draft, so it was a lot more men than women.” Nora explained. “And if you ask me the death toll of that war was pretty equal opportunity in the end.” 

Curie frowned. “Hold on” Hancock spoke up, tucking his tin of mentats back into his pocket as he looked at her contemplatively. Nora felt like she would not enjoy his line of questioning with those in his system. “So let me get this straight, you knew about oral sex, but not on women?” Why did he look sad?

“Yes?” Nora suddenly felt very uncertain. 

“Did you perform oral sex?” He followed her response rather quickly. If she wasn’t already clearly blushing she was certain she looked like a tomato now (Or she supposed, a tato fruit is the new word for the vegetable). She swallowed and felt like it was all too audible. 

“Yes.”

“I hope he was a good lay then, fucker better have caught up if you weren’t getting any head.” Cait grumbled, leaning her head on Nora’s shoulder. “-‘Nough men up here don’t care if a girl cums, I’did’d hoped it was different then.” Nora was silent. Girls didn’t have cum, right? She’d never produced any cum with Nate, and her teachers were very clear. Men produced semen and women produced eggs, and sex required the male to ejaculate to enable procreation. Women couldn’t produce ejaculate. Nora must have been quiet too long, or maybe she still looked confused because John spoke up again. 

“He did make you cum, right?” Nora sorta wished someone would just shoot her now and spare her this exchange. Still, they seemed willing enough to explain, right? And they were her friends, she trusted them. 

“I thought only men could produce ejaculate?” Nora clarified rather quietly.

“Fuck, man.” Hancock sighed dissapointedly, leaning back in his seat and pushing his hat back. Nick shook his head as their friends began mumbles of ‘That’s fucked up/ Damn/ Fucking pre-war assholes.’ She found the whiskey pushed back into her hands, a rather clingy Cait wrapping her arms around her as she indulged, but no explanation offered. Nora was thankful when Deacon changed the subject, content to listen to his latest exaggerated story rather than think too much about the pitying looks she kept catching from her friends. She wasn’t quite sure what to think about this newfound revelation that she had far less experience than she thought when it comes to sex. Clearly she was missing a lot. Everyone was weirdly more polite to each other and her after the whole conversation, not that Nora was complaining, but paired with the glances she kept catching between her friends it was all rather strange. 

She was one of the first to turn in, making her way to the large house she built with a room for each of her friends. Of course not leaving without everyone insisting on a parting hug, Cait planting a sloppy kiss on her cheek with a grin. It was a short but pleasant walk back to the house. She loved sanctuary and still kept a house there, but sometimes the memories were just too heavy. There was just something about the complex she built at starlight drive-in that felt so beautiful to her. Maybe because her only pre-war memories of the place were high school dates and the carnival that would come through town. Maybe it was because it had one of the best places to stargaze undisturbed. Maybe it was because it felt like she was building a new family here. 

The building was mostly concrete, with lead lining on the exterior to keep out the wastes when they came in on the winds of a radstorm. Everyone had their own room, each decked out to their own tastes. The settlement had huge walls and enough missile turrets to send a sentry bot to abu dhabi. It was safe, and cozy, but not nearly as lively and green as Nora remembered from her childhood. There were people aplenty sure, but pretty much just robots, synths, ghouls, and folks just looking for some peace for once showed up to her settlements. No kids. Nora would always lament shawn’s loss of access to many childhood cultural staples. At least he had his pip boy and her entire game collection, and what child-appropriate media she had downloaded on there before the bombs dropped.She tried to make the compound fun, but her settlers seemed to enjoy her amenities more than her son. It's one thing to build your kid a playground, it was another to get them to play on it. She really wished that ghoul family would move in, or really any family. She really hoped the cure they sent out to Macreedy’s son worked fast. It’d be nice to have him here. She guessed she couldn’t blame people for choosing not to bring a new life into this hellscape, and to not risk talking about any kids they did have outside of settlements. At least Shawn seemed content with picking up stories from residents and playing games with Ada, Codsworth and the robots Nora built. Whenever she had to take off to make sure the peace she helped build would stick, she felt a lot better knowing most of her friends would be staying behind, and they’d be looking out for Shawn. 

They understood how anxious she could get about him. Shawn wasn’t born to her, but her son never really bothered to consider the implications of what he made. Shawn did not ask to be built young, programmed afraid and terrified of abandonment. Nora had asked the railroad if they thought he could grow, mature, not be stuck as a kid for however many centuries he’d survive. No one had any clue, there were no other synths like him. She knew one day she would have to tell him, before all the years on ice caught up to her and he was stuck alone. 

Except he wouldn’t be, Nora reminded herself. Her friends, they’d listened to her on many dark nights, listening to her grief and fears and anxieties. Nick had held her, promised her that no matter what reality lay in store for Shawn, if he was functional he would be there for him. John had similar sentiments, with the addition of a few corny ghoul jokes and a radioactive punchline. Strong, well… ‘No cry!!! Crying Weak. Human not weak. Strong is Strong! Strong smash anything that try to smash tiny robot child.’ Which she supposed was reassuring at least in regards to his safety. He was good at that, any time he was stationed at the drive in he insisted on guarding the front gate. She would have thought it would be easier to get a super mutant to party, but he generally did not enjoy any situation with too many humans he couldn’t yell at. In all honesty, when it came to helping keep her kid sane she trusted curie the most. She had taken her worries so seriously that she found a new research focus after her stimpack breakthrough. 

Nora stopped by Shaun's room on the ground floor, peeking in the door happy to see him in bed, his desk still littered with nuka cola bottles and the various pieces of whatever technology he could get his hands on to fiddle with. When she had started construction he had insisted on having his own door out into the little village so he could look around for scrap without Ada or Codsworth lecturing him for tracking mud water dirt or oil into the house. It worried her sometimes, and seeing him safe and at peace always helped settle her. She knew that with Ada in charge of the household and the many robots she had built to help the community nothing would ever happen to him. Realistically, It would be really hard to even approach the settlement while presenting a threat without getting nuked to hell by the space sentry bot her son had lovingly named Jupiter. Still, she always indulged herself in checking on him before she turned in whenever she was home. 

Four floors up the complex of concrete lead and steel, her room had a beautiful view of the gardens below, beyond them the marketplace. She watched as her friends spilled out the bar, one by one. Chatting amongst themselves as they made their way back to the house. John slung his arms around Nick and Cait’s shoulders before making a broader gesture towards the top of the house. The group paused and lingered, chatting in a large circle. 

Looking down on them, Nora figured it didn’t really matter if they all were more experienced than her. None of them would think less of her for it. She trusted them not to tease her, they dropped the whole conversation when they found their answers. No one said anything teasing afterwards, and she felt more confident now that if she had questions they’d be forthcoming with answers. She felt some of the tension from earlier leave her as she changed into comfortable sleep clothes and crawled into bed. 

‘So there has to be a way for women to ejaculate by their reactions from earlier’ Nora thought. When they were talking about tasting earlier, she now realized they meant tasting a vagina. ‘There’s nothing wrong with experimentation’ She assured herself, looking up at her ceiling she had painted with yellow stars and feeling herself over her clothes. Her hand felt a little cold as she braved the elastic of her waistband, feeling herself clumsily as she remembered what Nate had tasted like when she gave him a blowjob. 

‘What do I taste like?’ She dipped one slow finger into her heat and collected what wetness she could find there. She raised her hand up out of her pants to examine her fingers in what little light that made it through the windows. They were covered in fluid, but that was lubrication, right? She sniffed her fingers, and she didn’t smell bad. A bit like water left in a metal bottle out in the heat. Bringing them to her mouth she was surprised at the flavor. She wasn’t quite sure what she expected. John had described it as water at the bar, but this was definitely not water. She wanted to say it was salty, but It had this sort of tang that tasted similar to some pre-war sour candy without any of the sweetness. It almost tasted a little meaty? Thinking back on her assessment of the smell, she supposed it tasted like salt water left out in the heat in a metal bottle. She had a pretty fancy water purifier setup at the settlement, so if that really effected taste she was pretty sure it wouldn’t be right to say it tasted ‘just like water.’ 

A knock sounded at her door and she yanked her finger away from her face with a jolt. 

“Hey blue, can we talk?” Nora sat up quickly and climbed out of bed to greet Piper. Except it wasn’t just Piper she saw when she opened the door, it looked like most everyone were settling down further along the hallway in the sitting area near the stairwell. 

“Yeah-”Piper stepped inside and just as quickly closed the door behind her, the quiet murmur in the stairwell dampening beyond audibility with the soft thump of the door. Nora could feel her face flushing again and felt grateful for the night. “Is this all about earlier?” 

“Well, yeah, and some other stuff..” Nora could feel her stomach drop as she watched Piper turn around and sit in her desk chair. Piper seemed to notice something was off with her and quickly amended. “It’s nothing bad I promise! At least I hope so. Listen, first, personally. I need you to know that its really, really fucked up that from what it sounds like, you’ve literally never cum in your life.” Piper looked at her with a question clear across her face, like she was still expecting Nora to tell her that she had actually came before, because of course she has. Except she hasn’t, and Nora really didn’t know what to say. 

Piper sighed and continued after a beat. “Things are different in the commonwealth now Blue, and I know you know that, but I don’t know if you understand the extent of it- culturally.” 

“What does that mean?” Nora questioned, having found a seat on the edge of her bed. Piper leaned over, grabbed her hand and lacing their fingers together. 

“Well Blue, for one. Not only did you walk into the commonwealth like a hurricane, but you started just helping people for no real apparent reason other than they needed help. People don’t really do that here.”

Nora chuckled. “You know Cait and I already had this talk-”

“Yeah, and we don’t think you really get it. Preston has told you something similar too. And you brushed them both off, and me just now, why?” Nora looked down at their hands. 

“I-” Nora wasn’t sure she had an answer. It had to be her past, right? She did it because she knew it was right, it was what worked. “-just, its what you’re supposed to do where… I guess when I’m from. Politically, you know, at the time. Helping people became a form of rebellion. Helping one another, building up the people around you knowing they’ll do the same was the biggest fuck you the average person could manage without risking imprisonment.” Nora couldn’t quite meet Piper’s eyes. She’d spoken plenty about good memories, favorite movies and shows and songs, dances and the relative luxury afforded most people. It still felt illegal somehow, to talk about such seditious thoughts out loud. To speak the thing that held the little neighborhood of sanctuary together until the very end. Piper nodded along. 

“So It was still dangerous then?” Piper asked. Nora chuckled and shook her head. 

“Not in the same way it is now. It was freedom on the line, not necessarily lives.” 

“Which brings me to the point, you know we all really care about you, right? Whatever you need from any of us, we’re there.” Piper squeezed her hand, placing her other hand over top of their two hands already intertwined. Nora grinned.

“Yeah, I know.” 

“Which brings me to my next point. Blue, you’re beautiful. Its some sort of crime against nature that no one has ever gone down on you. I don’t know where you are with your husband stuff, if you’ll ever really feel ready to try and be with anyone ever again. That’s gonna be all up to you. But we were talking, after you left. Commiserating, really, over i'm sorry Blue, but the tragedy that is your sex life, and we all came to the in retrospect very unsurprising discovery that we are all heads over heels for you. You don’t really flirt back, so everyone kinda thought you were still caught up over Nate.- And don’t get me wrong! If it is still is about Nate, no shame that’s just the assumption.- But now we also realize it is completely possible you just still don’t understand that we love you a lot.” Fuck, was Piper trying to give her a heart attack? “And Im not saying this with any expectations blue. We love you, and that means we’re here for you anyway you want us, especially as friends. But that also means we want you to see all the cards on the table.”

“Piper, what are you saying?” Nora’s brain felt like it was going a mile a minute and everywhere this train of logic seemed to lead was confusing and quite flustering. 

“I mean that me and everyone back there in that room, we all want you to have what’s best, we want you to be happy, and we’re happy when we’re with you. And I know this is probably insane to you, by your pre-war standards but if you wanted to be with any of us, for some forever after or one night stand or anything in between, you can, no hard feelings. No friendship lost. All you have to do is ask.” 

Nora nearly felt at a loss for words, just staring at piper. How could that many people love her like that? She’d always found them all attractive in their own ways, but it felt wrong somehow. Wasn’t she technically a single mom now? None of it felt like it made sense. “Why? How?”

“Well, apart from single handedly taking down the institute, the brotherhood, restoring the minutemen, terrorizing raider groups and wiping out packs of feral ghouls and super mutants, freeing any synth you can, being the most thoroughly loyal and kind person any of us has met, skilled enough to build huge settlements across the commonwealth and face down some of the scariest shit i’ve seen, have you looked in a mirror lately?” Nora was at a complete loss of words. 

“I know its a lot blue, we just felt like we needed to tell you. You know, you have options.” Nora nodded in awe. She realistically liked them all, and had equally squashed any notion of such relationships being possible for her. Women like her, they weren't supposed to move on, were they? Would Nate want her to move on?  Nora honestly felt she couldn’t chose to date any of her friends with a clear conscience. It’d be horrible of her to choose one relationship and then go pining after any of the others, especially since she has learned the truly meager extent of her ability to lie the hard way out on her adventures into the commonwealth. Nora was certain her face was flushed as red as could be. 

“I don’t know what to say I - Im so flattered.” Nora tried to steady her thoughts. “I just couldn’t though you’re all- You’re all really attractive.” Nora couldn’t meet Piper's eyes. Piper gave Nora’s hand another squeeze before Nora heard her giggle. 

“So you do like us?” Piper said in a teasing tone.

“I love you guys, Its just that-” Nora wasn’t sure how to phrase it. 

“Romantically?”

“Yea-Yes.” Nora stammered out. God that was so stupid to admit. Why would she-

“You mean it blue?” Piper had risen out of her seat, now gripping Nora’s shoulders. 

“Yeah, so-”

“So what?” 

“So isn’t that unfair? To be with one person and secretly harbor feelings for others?” Piper was looking at Nora now at eye level. Piper frowned at her words. 

“Who said anything about one person?” Piper smirked, a determined look in her eyes as she stood and strode to the door, opening it. “Deacon, come here right now!” 

“A please is always nice.” He teased as he made his way in the room. “What do you need me for?”

“Explain polyamory to Nora.” Piper commanded, closing the door firmly behind him. Deacon suddenly couldn’t stop smiling, looking between Piper and Nora before finally directing his thousand watt smile at Nora before taking a seat at her desk. 

“So, I know when you’re from people pretty much exclusively only dated or were romantically involved with one person at a time, and having more than one partner at a time was taboo.” Deacon was watching Nora’s face, so she nodded. 

“Well, I'm sure you noticed what was taboo then isn’t always taboo now. Being happy, even momentarily, in whatever way a person can is expected of people. You know how much people in the railroad have each other’s backs, right? A lot of people were together.” Nora looked shocked and she knew it. 

“I never noticed.” Nora mumbled. 

“Well, you know, when a hot lady busts into your base in the fanciest power armor you’ve ever seen and a goddamn plasma rifle, and instead of opening fire tells you they wanna help, you let them do what they want and leave out any details until it's pertinent or they ask.” Nora could feel herself growing flustered. Intimidation was nowhere on her mind when she strolled into railroad HQ. She’d followed the trail, and it wasn’t a safe or easy trail. Of course she wore her armor. She did walk around in power armor a lot for the fun of it, she mostly saw it as a more efficient way to traverse the Commonwealth. Before her in her time it was just another piece of military hardware like any amount of the rather absurd guns she now had access to. Stepping into that power armor felt just like the medic armor, and on the battlefield everyone knew what it meant to see medic battlearmor. She never really considered the intimidation factor. Looking back, the only people who reacted like that anymore were minutemen or settlements. It kinda made her want to laugh, thinking about a raider shiting themselves seeing her in her x-2 armor. 

“So wait, who was together?” Nora questioned. 

“Tinker tom, Carrington, Des, and I.” He paused, his grin going bittersweet. “And Glory.”

“I’m sorry Deacon.” Nora held out her hand and Deacon took it gladly. He shook his head but his grin didn’t fall completely. 

“Thank you.” He paused. Nora knew Glory’s loss was a huge hit to the railroad, she didn’t realize the extent to which it impacted its top members personally. Everyone was grieving when the institute fell. “But you see what I mean. Happiness doesn't always last long, so if someone out here wants to love someone else no matter how complex we do it, no questions asked.” Piper snorted. “Well, some questions asked.” He added. “The problem is never really the number, but prejudice is still alive and well. A person would have an easier time keeping a harem than publicly being in a loving relationship with a synth, ghoul, or any other non-humanoid.” Nora nodded solemnly. 

“Not to say that isn’t worth the risk.” He mentioned. “If you ask me any of it's worth it, however long it lasts.”

“So, Piper,” Nora started. “You’re- You’re saying that I can… or should, uh.”

“I’m not telling you to do anything Blue. I'm saying, we’re all saying, I think, that if you want something you should have it.” 

Nora took a moment to think. Did it really matter what Nate or anyone from her past really thought? If they didn’t care that she was a widowed mother from a clearly different culture than the rest of them, then why should she? 

“You think real loud Fixer” Deacon spoke up, apparently unwilling to go too long without attention on him. He lifted her hand and pressed a kiss to her palm, looking at her and taking a deep breathe. His gaze seemed focused on hers, as if daring her to look away. 

“You” Nora started, shifting her jaw as she measured her words, praying her flustered mind wouldn’t say something too stupid. She turned her gaze to Piper. “-You all, feel this way?”

“Why not bring them in? Let them tell you themselves.” Piper looked pleased, and rather mischievous. Nora paused, glanced back at Deacon, and nodded. Piper strolled back to the door before throwing it open. “Why don’t you all come tell Blue what we came her to tell her. A quick shuffle of feet brought most of her friends into her room, pulling over her desk chairs and sitting on the edges of her bed and other furniture to make room in her room. 

“So,” Nora panicked a bit over what to say. She felt many gazes on her, and her eyes inevitably fell to her lap. “You all feel this way towards me?”

“What way?” Cait teased, having claimed the spot on the bed to the right of Nora. She heard Deacon snicker before Hancock spoke up. 

“Yeah sunshine, how do we feel about you?” 

Nora felt a bit conceited even entertaining the idea that this many people would fancy her, but here they all were, in her bedroom telling her as much. Damn, how did this many people like her like that? Eight people? “You like me?” She spoke it as a question. Some of them laughed at her response, Cait included. 

“Way more than like, love. You’re in my dreams, especially the naughty ones.” Cait leaned over to speak gently in her ear. 

“I second that” Hancock raised his hand with a grin, apparently enjoying whatever look Nora had on her face while she processed perhaps the most flustering thing possible being said to her. 

“My favorite dreams are spent covering your six when you’re wearing that tight ass blue suit” Macreedy spoke from his place leaned against the wall. 

“I’ve had that same dream” Danse spoke with a smirk.

“God, don’t get me started on that suit” Piper sighed wistfully. 

“We may need to lay off before we give our poor girl an aneurysm” Nick nodded towards Nora, her eyes big, face red, and utterly speechless. Preston nodded solemnly from beside Nick. 

“We can’t overwork her” Preston warned with a tone of authority. Curie, having climbed onto the bed behind Nora, touched a cold hand to the back of Nora’s neck and Nora nearly jumped out of her skin. 

“She is greatly flushed” Curie concurred, her hand not leaving Nora's skin. 

“Oh, she’s fine” Deacon spoke, playing with her hand held between his. “She wasn’t too flustered to have some fun before we showed up. Isn’t that right Nora?” Nora tried to pull her hand back, but Deacon held it fast, pressing a kiss to the finger she had used to feel herself. She swore she felt his tongue flick out and touch her skin. 

“I just-” 

“Wanted to know what it felt like?” Deacon finished for her. The bed creaked as Hancock grabbed the footboard of the bed and leaned over it. 

“Do you want some help with that sweetheart?” Hancock asked with mirth in his voice. 

Nora felt herself work her jaw, finding the right words. “ I like you all like that, but I don’t really have the experience and I don’t know how well I’ll-” Deacon squeezed her hand as Curie wrapped her arms around her waist and began pressing kisses to the side of her neck with an excited giggle, with Cait seconds after doing her best to pull nora to her and press kisses under her chin. Nora had to fight down a rather undignified noise at the attention. 

“We don't need you to do or be anything Blue. You’ve already done a lot. We just need you to tell us what you want. Now, do you want us?” Piper walked over to Nora, fingers lifting he chin a touch to give Cait more room for her conquest. 

“Y-yes” Nora croaked out. 

“Do you want us to make you cum?” Piper looked her in the eye in a way that turned the butterflies in her chest into something warm and intense pooling in her gut. She was suddenly very aware of her heartbeat. Nora swallowed before answering.

“Yes” 

“All of us?” Piper clarified. 

“I-” Nora paused. Would doing this make her a whore? Did stuff like that matter anymore? She can’t have sex with eight people in one night, she wasn’t sure her body could take it. “I can’t have, -Can’t have sex with eight people in one night.” She spoke worridly, and suddenly felt very embarrassed at the laughter that bubbled up at her response. 

“Baby, she said make you cum, not have sex.” Cait clarified. 

Nora furrowed her brow. “What’s the difference?” Curie suddenly pulled her back onto the bed. Deacon let go of her hand in favor of leaning over and grabbing her ankle. 

“Why don’t you let us show you?” Cait leaned over and licked a stripe up Nora’s neck, forcing a gasp from her. 

“Fuck” She heard Preston mutter somewhere off to the side of her. 

She felt a sudden tug at her hair, and Cait forced her head up to lock their lips together. Cait quickly pressed a tongue into her mouth, and when Deacon leaned over and slowly pushed her shirt up she let out a particularly undignified noise into Cait’s mouth. Nora wasn’t sure when she closed her eyes, but she opened them in shock when two pairs of lips began working over her stomach. Looking down, Deacon was running his hands over her ribs, pressing kisses to her sternum and inching her shirt ever higher with his nose. She was suddenly all too aware of the noises around her.

“Fuck baby” Below him Hancock had climbed his way onto the bed and began kissing down over her belly to where the waistband of her shorts rested. Curie pulled Nora further onto the bed, lying back and resting Nora’s head on her chest. Many hands maneuvered her body into what they deemed an acceptable position. 

“Good girl” Deacon praised. Her hands were pulled over her head as her shirt was stripped from her, and with another breathtaking kiss stolen by Piper she lost her shorts and underwear. 

“So pretty Blue” Piper remarked, moving down her body and sliding a hand up her thigh. She hardly had a moment to be embarrassed at her naked state in front of her mostly clothed friends when Preston and Piper each took a leg and pulled them apart, kissing and biting as they wished at her flesh. She nearly jumped at the contact and fought back a yelp of surprise. With Cait occupied with her mouth and neck, Danse and Nick had their fun with her breasts, palming and rolling her till Nora let slip whimpers. 

“Don’t hold back that voice baby, let us hear you” Deacon encouraged. Deacon took hold of her hand once more, and she could feel kisses pressed to her fingertips. Macreedy stole her other hand, lacing his fingers with hers and running a thumb over the back of her hand. 

“I want you to sing for me sunshine” Hancock returned to his place nestled between her legs and Nora was glad for something to hold on for dear life to. Cait pulled away, yanking her head back so that Curie could kiss her forehead and so that she may return to kissing and licking Nora’s neck. Nora let out a groan, deep and gutteral and she felt herself arch into Curie’s grip around her waist.  Hancock began running a hand over her, sliding just over her entrance and back up to her clit before repeating his path, and Nora couldn’t help but whimper each time he traced his path, the movement accompanied with a wet clicking sound. 

Nora immediately felt embarrassed at her noises, doubly so when Nick pointed out her blush spread to her chest while he toyed with her pebbled nipples. However, looking up at her, well, she wasn’t sure what to call them right now, she felt a little less embarrassed when she realized they all seemed to be feeling even more aroused than her. And oh, she could see-, Danse and Preston, pleasuring themselves to her. She could hear Cait grunting against her throat and a light squelching sound that didn’t seem to be coming from what Hancock was doing to her. They were making noises right along with her. 

Hancock slid a finger into her and she couldn’t help but wiggle her hips at the pleasure he was forcing upon her. He began thrusting, sliding in another finger before lowering his head and sucking. Nora had never felt anything like it and she damn Near screamed while he hummed atop her. Piper and Preston had to force her down where her legs met her hips to stop her from bucking away from the onslaught of pleasure Hancock was causing with his every move.

“I don’t know how you can be this cute and so damn strong” Preston mused as he held down her hips. He nipped at the skin of her inner thigh in mock punishment and a shudder ran through her. Nora began registering the growing states of undress of her friends. It just wasn’t fair how hot they were. It honestly felt like they were toying with her.

“Taking this so well” Cait paused her onslaught of kisses to whisper praise behind her ear. She could feel Hancock’s tongue work at her, felt the little puffs of air over her mound as he grunted into her flesh, and damn if the noises he made didn’t make it feel all the better. Nora had never felt anything like this before. With Nate, sex, it felt intimate but without fanfare. This, Nora felt like she could hardly stand it. Her toes curled, a heat in her belly got heavier by the moment, and it left Nora damn near sobbing at the pleasure of it. She had never heard anything like the noises she was making, it was involuntary and visceral with every suck and thrust. 

“You’re shaking like a leaf doll” Nick spoke as he smoothed a hand over her ribcage. 

“You’re feeling good?” Curie questioned her. She gripped the hands holding hers with a deathgrip and moaned when Hancock added a third finger. She nodded aggressively and was rewarded with a flurry of kisses wherever she was being held down. Her legs began shaking when Hancock picked up the pace, and the heat in her stomach coiled. She had no control, nor much awareness of the noises she was making at this point. Despite being held down, with the pleasure she was experiencing and the praise from her friends rolling around in her head she almost felt like she was floating. 

“Please what?” Danse asked with a rough squeeze of her nipple. Coming back to reality a bit, Nora realized during her whimpering and moaning she had started to beg. Please what indeed. 

“I-” Nora panted through another string of moans. Hancock was too skilled at this. “I don’t know”. 

“She’s gonna cum” Cait giggled into the skin under her chin. 

“Fuck” Piper cussed, looking down her body Nora realized that everyone was either watching what Hancock was doing to her or watching her face. While holding her down, most of them were working at themselves too and she couldn’t tell if it was embarrassing or arousing.

“Cum for us baby” 

“Give us a show doll” 

“Good Girl”

 The coil building in her gut suddenly got more and more intense in a way Nora was unprepared for. She hardly had a moment to register her shock at this new bodily experience when It all came down suddenly, like being hit with a ton of bricks straight to the brain.

“Oh, Oh FUCK!” Nora screamed out, body convulsing and head flying back. Her eyes closed but her vision went white. White hot pleasure shocked through her, before turning into waves of bliss. When she opened her eyes she felt like she was floating. She felt curie tucking strands of hair behind her ears. Hancock worked her slower and lighter till she shook. Looking down she met his eyes and his hands and mouth finally left her with an embarrassing pop and a slight smirk before taking the fingers that were within her and sucking them into his mouth with a pleased groan. Nora could only whimper and close her eyes. She faintly heard the moans of some of her friends, felt Cait shake and groan into the crook of her neck. 

“So, how was the first orgasm of your life?” Deacon teased, himself sounding a bit out of breathe. All Nora could manage was a grunt in response, apparently enough for him as he and some others began chuckling. 

The world seemed to come more into focus as she took some deep breaths. What did this mean now? She’d never felt like that before, her friends went out of their way to make sure she felt like that. They enjoyed making her feel like that. 

“You did so well” Piper praised, and many kisses brought Nora out of her thought process. Piper sided up to Nora, shoving Danse out of the way. Cait took the cue to so the same to Nick, and Nora was suddenly being held by three women. 

“You guys are hogging her” Deacon whined, making movements to tug Nora his way and tuck his face into her neck. 

“Says the guy who wasn’t shoved off” Danse ran a hand over her hip.

“Are you feeling okay?” Maccredy checked in on her. Maccready sat down on the bed next to Cait and began playing with Nora’s hair. Nora nodded. She felt boneless. It felt like her veins were buzzing. Beside her, she could hear whatever kept Nick running humming loudly.

“Any words?” Preston teased, rubbing at her ankle. 

“-Wow” Was all she could manage. Giggles erupted around her. Nora tried to get her thoughts straight. “So, what now?” 

“Like I said” Piper spoke up. “Whatever you want.”

“And- You all feel like that?” Nora checked, looking around at her friends, or were they lovers now? That’s a lot of lovers. 

“Yep”

“Whatever you want baby” A chorus of agreements spoke up. Nora looked around, only to see those that were silent nodding. 

“So I guess that just begs the question Blue, what do you want?” Piper questioned, and damn was that a hard line of questioning. What did she want? Piper talked about this all like it could be a casual thing, but would they be down for what she actually wanted from them? They all had lives to live, despite what she’s built here. Nora took a steadying breathe. 

“I want us to be family” Nora spoke. “Like Shawn and Nate and I were, but bigger.” She felt a bit afraid of what they would say, suddenly very aware of her nakedness in comparison to her mostly clothed lovers. 

“Oh Blue” Piper raised a hand to Nora’s face. “That sounds perfect to me.” 

“I like the sound of that” Preston spoke with a smile. 

“Me too” Maccready. 

“Oh, vhe vill be zhe best family!” Curie spoke cheerfully, squeezing Nora around the waist. “I can make you packed lunches vith little notes and you vhill have to kiss me before you leave for vork”. Nora couldn’t help but giggle at the image. Before the war, that’s what she was expected to do. Now her synth, doctor, girlfriend? Wife? Did she just propose? How did that even work in the wasteland? 

“I can’t think of anything I would want more sunshine.” Hancock spoke with a grin. 

“Wait, did I just propose to you guys?” Nora spoke with an amount of shock. “How does this even work nowadays?” 

“Well, considering you currently are the head of government, unless you want to join a religion or go do paperwork at diamond city, if we all agree to it that’s a marriage”. Nick explained. 

“Oh god” Nora threw her head back and closed her eyes with a long-suffering sigh. “I’m the government and I married y'all after we had sex once. Why is the law like this?” Her companions quickly dissolved into laughter. 

“Well I’m definitely not complaining” Deacon reassured. 

“Me either” Spoke Nick. 

“Isn’t this fast?” Nora asked. “I mean, I’ve been unfrozen maybe four years”. 

“People feel lucky to be able to spend even a year straight at a time with those they love. People marry fast.” Deacon explained. 

“Things move slower in the brotherhood, but I’ve known you over two years, and you’ve saved my life multiple times. Unless a brother has taken a vow of chastity, that’s more than enough time to decide to marry for them, and a lot of the wasteland considers them prudes.” Danse spoke up. 

“So as long as we love you, and you love us, you could call us married. Or fiances, or dating, the label doesn't matter. I just know that I love you sunshine, I think we all do. Do you love us?” Hancock asked. 

Nora felt very warm, surrounded by people she cared for, people who made her feel safe, people she would die for. She couldn’t help the small smile creeping on her face. “I love you all too.” She sighed. “I like the sound of married. I like the promise of it. But I think I’d want to do a ceremony or something. And I- I also want what you guys want. If we’re gonna call this that, we’re in this together, right?” 

Amid many agreements and sounds of excitement and some of the best cuddles Nora had experienced in her life, Cait leaned forward to whisper in her ear; “I want to eat my wife’s pussy till she screams for me again. Care to make that happen, love of mine?” 

Nora could feel the flush all the way down her chest. “Now what did you say to her Cait?” Maccredy questioned.

[blackmoonowl]

Fallout 4 simps I present to you:

Love triangle bots lol

MacCready and Danse

Valentine and Hancock [working on it]

Cait and Piper [Working on it]

Preston and Gage [Working on it]

[fallout-through-the-crawlout]

[exploring Vault 95]

Piper Wright: Shit does anyone have a flashlight?

Deacon: Sole is the only light I need

Piper Wright:

Piper Wright: Cait is going to die, Deacon

[harveywritings92]

Sole: I hope I can go out of this world in peace.

Cait: Cool. I’m going out the same way I came in.

Cait: Screaming, naked, and covered in someone else’s blood.

Sole:...

[imdoingaokay]

Do Romanced!Fallout 4 Characters like kissing on New Years?

Told ya'll.

Happy New Years BTW.

This will probably be the last thing I write for this year. But don't worry! I'm still working on writing more for you all~!

Cait: Yes, it’s sloppy though because she’s literally pissed drunk. 

Curie: Yes, but it’s a quick peck on the lips while she’s all giggly and going “hehehe” to herself

Danse: Big yes, but he’s blushing, he pulls you away from the party and gives you a nice little smooch.

Deacon: Yes, in front of everyone. Hopefully, both of you are in front of Carrington, who pretends to vomit.

Gage: No. Not in public. Not in front of the rest of the gangs… the second he gets you away though… He’s doing more than kissing.

Hancock: YES. And it’s great. He’s also drunk, but he’s holding his liquor a bit better. So it’s a bit more gentle.

MacCready: Yes, he’s happy to give a lil’ kiss to you. He’s totally all over that and checks his breath three times minimum to make sure it smells good.

Nick Valentine: Yes, it’s very romantic. He stops paying attention to the countdown a focuses completely on you, the second the clock hits zero he gives you the most breathless, sweetest kiss you can imagine. Totally takes off his hat and uses it to hide whatever kissing you two are doing.

Old Longfellow: Also piss drunk, also kisses you, smells so bad though.

Piper: Yes! She loves that New Years' kiss! She does something where she gives you kisses all over your face first, then goes in for the actual kiss.

Preston: Like Curie, he’s all “hehehe I get to kiss the General” and totally bounces on his feet waiting for the countdown to be over so he can give you a kiss that has your foot popping off the ground. Also uses his hat to hide your faces.

X6-88: Kinda lame, he doesn’t kiss you on the lips, not right away. He kisses you on the cheek and when you get upset, he pauses and gives you a proper kiss.

[everydayyoulovemeless]

cait nsfw alphabet please

Cait NSFW Alphabet

➼ Word Count » 1.0k ➼ Warnings » Rough Sex, MDNI ➼ Genre » NSFW, Romantic

A - Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

She always feels a little off, like she's unsure what to do or say now that it's happened. She might come off a bit cold but she doesn't mean it negatively. She just needs a bit of time to process it. Now, if you decided you were going to give her a bit of aftercare, she'd fall head over heels in love with you.

B - Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

She can't get enough of your neck and chest. She could spend hours just kissing and biting across your skin. She especially loves running a hand down your front while she makes out with you.

C - Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

She prefers when you warn her beforehand when you're about to cum, but loves cumming on your face and vice versa.

D - Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She's thought of pegging you but hasn't brought it up in conversation just yet. She wants to wait it out a bit before she asks.

E - Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

All of her experience is from the trauma she's gone through. She knows what to do, but sometimes she'd rather forget why.

F - Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any position. She doesn't really care which one you do, but her go-to is riding you.

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She takes it seriously and will expect you to do the same, at least for the first time. It's a big step for her and your relationship and she'd like you to seem like you're taking it as earnestly as she is. She'd get a bit angry if you were just joking around the whole time.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

It's the apocalypse — is anyone well-groomed?

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Cait isn't a very romantic person, but that doesn't mean she doesn't try. She'll rub her hands along your shoulder in a loving manner, gently edging you on until you finally just grab her. That's as romantic as it gets, though.

J - Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

She does it a lot more now that the two of you are together. It's still not very often and is always in private, but occasionally she will.

K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Rough Sex, Voyeurism, Blindfolds, Sadism, Strap-Ons, Edging, and Riding.

L - Location (favorite places to do the do)

Always in private. She finds it more fun when it's just the two of you with no chances of anyone walking in and interrupting the moment.

M - Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

If you make out with her after mowing down hoards of raiders, she'll immediately start the search for a place to go at it. Cait can't help but want to tear your clothes off after something like that.

N - No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

CNC and having sex in public are both a big no. They make her cringe, but she's open to doing anything else.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She prefers to give. She loves the feeling of being above you as she goes down on you. She's almost always in control when performing oral and won't stop till you're begging.

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

If it's not rough, then what's the point? She wants you to hit her with everything you've got — fuck her with all the passion you feel towards her and she'll gladly do the same. The aggression makes her feel at ease and she likes the rush of adrenaline she gets.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Cait's neutral on them. She'll give you one whenever you ask, but she always prefers the real thing over it.

R - Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Always. Risks are the fun part about intercourse, why wouldn't she want to take them? Of course, there are boundaries — like no public spaces — but she's game with pretty much everything else.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

As many as you do. Cait could honestly go for hours, and will if that's where the night takes you both.

T - Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She personally doesn't own any but would be willing to try if you brought some around. She'd probably even ask to use some on you if you were down.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

A little here and there. She has a habit of grabbing your face and asking if you've 'had enough yet'. She also wouldn't mind if the roles were reversed and you teased her in a similar manner.

V - Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Loud. It's one of the reasons she hates doing it in public.

W - Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

She likes doing body shots off of you. Adding a bit of alcohol into the bedroom always gets her excited.

X - X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Patches of red hair and pretty pink pussy.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Cait's sex drive is so ridiculously high, that it can be hard to keep up with her at times. Her trauma matched with her adoration for you make it so she's horny just about anytime she sees you.

Z -Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She doesn't. She spends the night staring at you — whether you are sleeping or staring back — she can't help it. She is so certain she's in love with you and simply cannot find it within herself to fall asleep when someone as perfect as you is lying right beside her.

[fallrimxreader]

Sole gets into a bar fight

Who jumps in to fight with them: Cait, Hancock, Dogmeat, Strong, Gage

Who tries to stop them: Codsworth, Curie, Valentine, Preston

Who cheers Sole on from the side: Deacon, Piper, MacCready

Who pretends not to know Sole: Danse, X6-88

[woods-and-adlers-left-hand-dude]

I came across this while gaming this afternoon and got really confused when I couldn't hear my rads going up and then I couldn't see the rads,I then rilised I wasn't playing fallout😂

I think I need a nap

[berrincherri]

There is NOT enough f!sole & Cait fanart and I am clearly too obsessed with Cait to let that slide

[grumpymirelurkqueen]

Cait, Curie and Deacon react to sole acting like a player :

An idea from someone on Ao3.

I haven't reread it.

- Cait :

Sole was planted like a prick in front of Arthuro. No expression on his face, everything was linear, even when the wind was blowing hard into his neck. Cait looked at Sole with annoyance. She didn't know how to react to his inactivity. But it made her seethe inside, not seeing the point of staying like a piece of shit here in Diamond City.

" What are you doing there?" she asks, her arms crossed and her eyebrows knitting together.

- I'm waiting for Arthuro to get some new merchants.

- And how long do we have to wait ?

- As long as it takes," admitted sole, still linear at the robotic limit.

When she sees his stony expression, she sometimes wonders if sole isn't a synth. In a rage she goes far away to let off steam on nearby raiders.

It was only three days later that sole returned to Sanctuary Hill with everything he needed. Cait was still angry with sole. But she agreed to go with him anyway.

- Curie (from a bug in my console) :

Every time you try to change weapons, you stick a stimpak in your arm. Curie thought you were seriously injured.

" Madame are you injured ?

- What? No, of course not. I just want to change weapons.

- Oh I see, she whispered "

- Deacon :

It had been several hours since sole had moved, blinked or spoken. At first Deacon didn't pay any attention thinking sole was in their heads, like him sometimes. So he leaves their house for their privacy, leaving them standing like a leek in the middle of the living room with their feet up on the sofa (Deacon is a complete idiot!). The next morning he goes into the living room and sees sole again as he did yesterday afternoon. It was only then that he started to worry. He moved closer to sole, pulling his glasses down over his nose to get a better look. Nothing has changed on his screwing, the position of his body on the sofa, a statue he told himself. A long time ago he read a pre-war book about "the best world records". He thought that sole would do that. So he sat down on the seat opposite the sofa and watched, impatient for sole to stop.

A few hours later Sole comes back to life. Sole sees Deacon sitting on the seat opposite him, a bottle in his hand. On the small table to his right are two untouched glasses. Sole wonders if he is celebrating something. So Sole breaks the silence.

"We're celebrating something, Deacon," asks sole, completely lost.

- Finaly, exclaims Deacon, smashing the bourbon cork on the metal ceiling. I'm glad you've finally finished your super-realistic imitation of a statue. By smashing the world record, but when do we eliminate the institute, he asks, handing a full glass to sole.

This request drew a smile from Sole, who politely refused the glass.

" We're going now, Deacon, no time to lose.

- That's the sole I knew."

Thank to read it. My request are open.

[transparentkinks]

More Poly shit

Because I'm poly and I wanna date every companion.

Ever since her lovers made clear their feelings to Nora one late, eventful night, Nora had quickly learned just how often her lovers wanted to jump her bones. Returning home from outings became much more eventful. Her companions had always made sure to drop in on her when they could when they heard she was back, and often simply expected to catch up at the next meal served out of the settlement’s kitchen. Of course she always spent time catching up with Shawn, telling him what she could about what she had been out doing and bringing him items she found to help him tinker. Now though, after she made her way to the settlement, her partners and Shawn were all present within the first hour of her return. 

Curie looks her over extensively for injuries or illness as soon as she can, feeling more confident lecturing Nora about ignoring her health now. Hancock has taken to stealing her bag off her the second he sees her, content to carry it for her wherever she ends up unloading her finds. Preston is quick to kiss her before updating her on her settlement’s safety. Piper, having started a paper to circulate between the settlements with the printing press Nora made her, made sure to give Nora updates and drill her for any action she saw in the wastes. Danse had taken to guarding the front gate along with Strong, and was often the first to greet her, hugging her tight enough to lift her off her feet. Maccready like always covered the village from his perch on the starlight drive in screen, picking off ferals and raiders before they even noticed the settlement. He was always at the gate when he saw Nora, having seen her in his sights before most others. 

Nick and Deacon had taken to minding and hunting down Shawn together to get him to see Nora, the boy often hyperfocused on whatever he chose to explore that day. He could be in his room, or chatting with settlers, or tinkering, or off in the scrap yard covered in mud and oil. He wasn’t always likely to realize his mom had returned. All of them, but especially Nick Curie and Deacon had started spending a lot of time with Shawn, working to give him an education like Nora tries to when she’s home. They help him tinker, and teach him things Nora wouldn’t be able to. He seems to thrive with his new abundance of parental figures. Between the hunting trips, the classes, the time spent together on projects, Nora could tell he was doing well. It made her even more happy now that when she arrived home from a trip, Shawn would greet her with stories of all the great things he did and learned while she was gone. 

They’d all get something to eat together at the community kitchen, and Nora couldn’t remember the last time she felt so happy, so surrounded by love. At least in her settlements, it felt like people were starting to live again, not just survive. Townfolk came out to eat and catch up with their neighbors, sitting around the tables of the dining room. Musicians brought out any instruments they hand, singers sang. People danced. Nora would end her night swaying with one of her lovers to the music before Shawn decided to turn in. She’d tuck him into bed, something she knew he didn’t with his age and competence need it, but it was a ritual they both enjoyed. 

Then, before she turned in for bed herself, one or more of her lovers would pull her away to have their fun with her. Nora was becoming more experienced sexually, and quickly became aware of growing dynamics among her lovers. Nick wasn’t super interested in sex, but to hear him tell it he enjoyed her responses and he enjoyed touching her. Curie seemed excited to experience sex, herself lacking much experience, but it seemed that Piper and Cait were eager to help her expand her horizons while Nora was on the road. Danse didn’t seem very sexually motivated, but he was always very romantic about it. Piper could be unpredictable, flipping like a switch on Nora. In one moment they could be laughing about something together, and in the next Piper could be pinning her against the nearest surface.

Mccreedy Deacon Hancock and Cait on the other hand were very sexual, seeming to deeply enjoy flustering Nora at any given chance. Practically the moment their relationship turned sexual they began pawing at Nora whenever she gave them the opportunity. 

So she really did expect it when Mccreedy pinned her between himself and the counter when she cleaned up her workstation. Deacon seemed to have followed him, and Nora knew the two of them conspired to get her alone.

“Always working on something huh.” Mccreedy spoke something pointless into her ear, an excuse to start kissing down her throat. Deacon made himself busy messing with things on her workbench, moving things and stopping her hands from grabbing different items. When Nora fixed him with a disapproving stare, he just winked at her before stealing a hand to pepper with kisses. 

‘“Waiting till late to trap me?” Nora teased, doing her best to continue her work and actually get things put away so it wouldn’t be a mess tomorrow. It was hard to ignore the lovely sensation of lips on her. 

“You know we can’t stay away from you baby” Mccreedy teased, bit her ear to make her jump and gasp. 

“I hope yer not plannin’ on hoarding her to yourself all night.” Cait remarked from the doorway into the house, looking to have dragged Piper and Curie along with her. Hancock seemed to have followed them, seeming to have caught on to what it means when Cait began dragging those two like she was on a mission. 

“I wouldn’t dream of it” Maccreedy pulled back Nora by her hips away from her work and Deacon released her hand. “You’re just in time for the fun.” Curie darted forward with an excited look in her eye. 

“I wanna try, hold her for me?” Curie requested. Macreedy smirked and turned Nora around to face the group. She was trying her best to look annoyed, but they all knew she was having fun. If anything she was flustered, still getting used to being such a wanted woman, and the regular requests from multiple people for her attention. She whimpered as Maccreedy pulled her arms behind her, arching into his grip as Curie dropped to her knees in front of her and Deacon began an attack on her neck, plucking at dress buttons to reveal her chest. She always changed into a dress when she got back, it made her feel normal again, with the added bonus of seeming to drive her lovers up the wall. They did tend to be a bit rough with the buttons though.

Cait took the opportunity to step forward and lift Nora’s skirt, taking her chance to lick at Nora’s neck and chest, earning a needy whine from Nora. Hancock made himself content with running a hand over her curves, groping her through her clothes. Curie quickly pulled down her panties, and Piper stepped forward to lift Nora by her thigh.  Nora briefly felt air along her pussy before Curie moved to lick along her. Cait reached down to rest a hand on Curie’s head as Nora moaned. 

“Fuck, Curie” Nora whimpered, unable to move against her lips. She felt Curie swipe a finger along her before dipping into her. 

“Good girl Curie, make sure to focus on the clit, like I showed ya.” Cait coached and Curie moaned into Nora, which made Nora squirm and moan and whimper. Then Curie did that thing with her tongue that Cait knew how to do and Nora screamed. Hancock grabbed one of her hands and pulled it to his crotch, working her hand over himself. Curie worked another finger into Nora and crooked them, and Nora started shaking. Just as she could feel herself getting close, Piper spoke up. 

“I think we should take this to the bedroom, don’t you all?” Nora could practically hear Piper’s smirk in her voice. She sure wasn’t looking to check though, considering she was busy whining because Curie pulled away from her with a giggle. 

“Sounds good to me” Hancock grabbed Nora by her upper arm, kissing her while Curie began leading her, and thereby the rest of them behind her. When Hancock released her from his searing kiss Nora whined. She followed though, up all the flights of stairs to her bedroom. As soon as she crossed the threshold of her room Hancock scooped her up and pressed her into her bed, arching over her to steal her lips before her other lovers could come steal her attention. 

“Don’t be selfish” Deacon chided, pushing beside Hancock to take her lips. 

“Wouldn’t dream of it” Hancock leaned back to speak, instead working the buttons at the front of her dress. 

“I wanna fuck you” Macreedy practically begged and Nora moaned into Deacon’s mouth at the thought of it. 

“She seems to like the thought, but not before I get to taste her” Piper insisted, pushing Mccreedy aside to place herself between Nora’s legs. Curie and Hancock took advantage of her newly revealed chest to abuse her breasts with hands and mouths. Nora was already whining when Piper set her mouth to her, and Nora felt like she was burning up with the pressure building in her core and the pleasure pulsing through her. Piper scissored her open while the others played with her, and Nora could feel herself getting lost in the sensation of them. 

“Pretty thing-” Hancock drawled as Nora writhed under them, enjoying the view now that Nora’s dress fell open around her. Piper picked up her pace and Nora was screaming at the feel of it. She felt so close. 

“Pretty indeed” Piper agreed and pulled away. Nora whined. “I think she’s ready for you Mccreedy.” She looked down at Nora deviously, and she knew that Piper meant to torment her so. 

“Piper-” Nora whined, and she just seemed to grin more. 

“I’m gonna take your pretty face for a ride” Piper practically purred, Nora’s lovers making room for her to steal her lips while Mccreedy ran himself through her slick. Piper quickly lost her clothes before straddling Nora’s chest, looking down at her face as Mccreedy began to rock into her. 

“Fuck Nora” Mccreedy groaned, bottoming out and enjoying the flutter of her around him. Just as Nora began moaning when Mccreedy set his initial pace, Piper lowered herself on Nora’s face. 

Nora tried hard to focus through the sensations of her lovers, worked to flick her tongue over Piper. Mccreedy bucked into her particularly hard and Nora groaned. Piper moaned at the vibration and ground down on Nora’s face. 

Nora felt wet, both where her and Mccreedy met and down her face. Her senses were filled with the warm smell of sex. She tried to focus on the sounds Piper was making, and the way their pleasure seemed to be linked through the noises they made and her tongue. 

“Taking me so good-” Mccreedy grunted, and she heard the sound of him spitting followed by a coldness on her clit. Nora was rocked with the sudden sensation of Mccreedy working her clit in firm fast circles. She screamed up into Piper and came hard. She felt a dribble of slick down her face as she came to, heard Piper moaning over her and felt Mccreedy losing his pace in her cunt. 

“Fuck Nora-” Piper sighed and rolled off of her. Let Hancock and Cait and Curie and Deacon continue their efforts where her body once was. She felt Mccreedy pull out of her, felt him spill on her stomach. Hancock similarly spilled on her chest soon after, felt Cait and Curie shake against her. 

Nora knew she could get used to this, her lover’s attention and love and the way they held her. She fell asleep that night, curled up with many of her lovers, knowing she’ll spend the next morning with them cleaning up and cooking together and working on the settlement and living their wonderful, domestic-ish life together.