#carrie preston they/them interview

[celebtf]

THE MEET & GREET EXPERIENCE: WALLOWS

Jackson, Chris, and Gavin had been inseparable since they were kids. Their friendship was built on a shared love for music, and at the center of that passion was the band Wallows. The three friends had spent countless hours listening to their albums, watching their interviews, and dreaming about what it would be like to meet them. Each of them had their favorite member: Jackson admired Dylan Minnette for his brooding charisma and intense performances, Chris was captivated by Braeden Lemasters’ effortless cool and stage presence, and Gavin idolized Cole Preston for his quirky energy and offbeat humor.

When they won VIP tickets to a meet-and-greet at Wallows' latest concert, it felt like the universe was finally aligning in their favor. The thought of seeing their idols up close, let alone meeting them, was almost too much to handle. The days leading up to the concert were filled with excited chatter and planning. They debated what to say, what to wear, and how to make the most of their once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The night of the concert, the atmosphere was electric. The stadium was packed with thousands of fans, all buzzing with excitement. But for Jackson, Chris, and Gavin, the real thrill was knowing they had backstage passes that would take them beyond the barriers separating the fans from the stars. After an explosive performance that left the audience screaming for more, the boys were finally led backstage. Their hearts pounded with a mix of nervousness and anticipation as they were ushered into a private room where Wallows was waiting.

The moment they entered the room, it felt surreal. Wallows stood before them, just as they’d always imagined—Dylan with his intense gaze, Braeden with his relaxed confidence, and Cole with his playful smirk. The band members greeted them warmly, shaking their hands and thanking them for their support. It was everything they had hoped for and more.

As Jackson shook Dylan's hand, he felt a strange tingling sensation in his palm. At first, he thought it was just nerves, but then it spread up his arm and through his entire body. Chris and Gavin, too, felt an odd energy coursing through them as they interacted with Braeden and Cole. Each of the boys carried a secret item tied to their favorite band member. Jackson had a guitar pick he’d bought at a Wallows show years ago that he always kept in his pocket. Chris wore a bracelet that supposedly matched one Braeden had worn during their early tours. Gavin carried a lucky coin that had once been owned by Cole, a prized possession he had won in an online auction.

As each boy touched their respective idol, the energy from these items seemed to merge with the strange sensation they were feeling. The room started to spin, and the boys’ vision blurred. They looked at each other, their faces contorted with confusion and fear as they began to change.

Jackson was the first to notice something was happening. His face started to tingle, almost like pins and needles, and when he looked in the mirror across the room, he could hardly believe what he was seeing. His eyes, once a deep brown, were lightening to the piercing blue of Dylan's. His nose, previously a bit crooked from a childhood accident, was straightening, and his cheekbones were rising, giving his face a chiseled look that mirrored Dylan’s. His dark, unruly hair began to lighten and shorten, transforming into Dylan's signature tousled look. Jackson watched in awe and a bit of terror as his body followed suit, his shoulders broadening and his frame becoming leaner, mirroring the physique he had admired in countless music videos.

Chris was next. He felt a warmth spreading across his skin, and when he looked down at his hands, he saw that they were changing—his fingers elongating and becoming more delicate, the nails neatly trimmed and clean, just like Braeden’s. His face was transforming too, his jawline sharpening and his chin becoming more prominent. His hair, which had always been a bit wild and hard to manage, was smoothing out, turning into the sleek, dark waves that Braeden was known for. His posture adjusted as well, becoming more relaxed and confident, almost as if he were naturally assuming Braeden's laid-back demeanor. Chris could feel his muscles adjusting, not becoming overly bulky but lean and toned, the kind of body that fit perfectly under a leather jacket on stage.

Gavin was the last to experience the change. His heart raced as he felt his body start to morph. His usually round face began to narrow, his eyes taking on the mischievous twinkle that was so distinctly Cole. His hair, which he had always kept short and neat, began to grow out, curling into the messy, yet somehow perfectly styled waves that Cole rocked effortlessly. Gavin’s body also started to slim down, his limbs lengthening and his torso becoming more defined, the transformation giving him the wiry, agile build that was ideal for a drummer. He felt an unfamiliar energy in his hands, a rhythm that seemed to pulse through his veins, almost as if he had always known how to keep the beat.

As the transformation completed, the boys stared at each other in disbelief. They were no longer themselves—they had become Wallows. Every detail, down to the smallest mannerism and expression, was identical. But as they marveled at their new appearances, the real Wallows—now trapped in the bodies of three ordinary teenagers—were panicking. They tried to speak out, but their voices were shaky, their protests confused and disoriented.

Before anyone could fully grasp what had happened, a security guard entered the room, alarmed by the commotion. He took one look at the scene—the disheveled, panicked boys who looked like nothing more than overexcited fans, and the calm, collected figures of the now-transformed Wallows—and made a quick judgment. “Hey, what’s going on here? You boys need to leave,” he barked, grabbing the real Wallows by the arms and hauling them towards the door.

The real Wallows, trapped in the bodies of Jackson, Chris, and Gavin, tried to resist, shouting out their true identities, but their cries fell on deaf ears. The guard, convinced they were troublemakers, escorted them out of the venue, leaving the newly transformed Wallows alone in the dressing room. For a moment, the room was silent as Jackson, Chris, and Gavin processed what had just happened.

Then, slowly, a smile spread across Jackson’s face, followed by Chris and Gavin. They had always fantasized about being in the band, but never in their wildest dreams did they think it could actually happen. “We���re… we’re really them,” Jackson said, his voice now Dylan’s deep, smooth tone. “We’re Wallows.”

Chris, now Braeden glanced at the instruments lying around the room, feeling an overwhelming urge to pick up the guitar. “This is insane,” he murmured, strumming a few chords effortlessly. “It’s like I’ve always known how to do this.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, the boys made the decision to embrace their new identities. The thrill of fame, the rush of performing, and the adoration of millions were theirs for the taking. They stepped into their roles with surprising ease, as if they had been born for this moment. The concert that night was a roaring success, and the fans didn’t suspect a thing. To them, Wallows was as great as ever, maybe even better.

As the days turned into weeks, Jackson, Chris, and Gavin fully steped into their new lives. They reveled in the freedom and power that came with being rockstars, enjoying every moment of their new reality. They quickly adapted to the demands of fame, learning to navigate the spotlight with the same ease and confidence as their predecessors.

Jackson, now Dylan, found himself thriving in his new persona. He enjoyed the attention, the way people hung on his every word, and the influence he now wielded. He loved the way his new body felt—strong, lean, and capable of commanding a stage. He began to adopt Dylan’s signature brooding intensity, a look that made fans swoon and critics take notice.

Chris, as Braeden, embraced his role with a laid-back confidence that felt surprisingly natural. He loved the thrill of performing, the roar of the crowd, and the way his guitar felt like an extension of himself. He quickly picked up Braeden’s mannerisms, the easy smile, the casual swagger, and found that he could slip into the role without even thinking about it. It was as if he had always been Braeden, and the world was none the wiser.

Gavin, now Cole, dove headfirst into the band’s creative process. He discovered a natural rhythm and skill on the drums that amazed even himself. He relished in the playful energy that came with being Cole, enjoying the way fans reacted to his quirky sense of humor and spontaneous antics. He felt more alive than ever, as if he had finally found the perfect outlet for his boundless energy and creativity.

The new Wallows began writing new songs, drawing on their own experiences while seamlessly blending with the band’s established sound. Their music soared to new heights, and their popularity skyrocketed.

The fans and the industry embraced the new Wallows with open arms, unaware of the transformation that had taken place. Jackson, Chris, and Gavin had become not just replacements, but the embodiment of everything the band was—and more. They were living their dream, and nothing could hold them back.

The Old Wallows' Struggle while the new Wallows basked in their newfound glory, the original band members, now trapped in the bodies of three ordinary teenagers, struggled to adapt to their new lives. The shock of the transformation had left them disoriented and desperate.

Dylan, Braeden, and Cole, now in the bodies of Jackson, Chris, and Gavin, tried to explain their situation to anyone who would listen, but their please were dismissed as delusions or desperate attempts at getting attention. The real Wallows were forced to confront the harsh reality of their situation. Stripped of their fame, talent, and identities, they had to navigate the mundane lives of the three boys. School, part-time jobs, and the daily grind were a far cry from the excitement and luxury they had once known. They quickly realized that the world had moved on without them, and their former lives were now in the hands of the very fans who had once idolized them. Frustration and bitterness began to set in as they watched from the sidelines, powerless to change their fate. They tried to reach out to their old contacts, to prove who they really were, but their efforts were met with skepticism and ridicule. The world had accepted the new Wallows without question, and there was no way to convince anyone otherwise...

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[leftistfeminista]

Spanish Republican Socialist teenage girls forced to perform a fascist salute after having their heads shaved. 1936.

It seems that Montilla's photograph of shaved women was first published in book format in 1985, in the work of Francisco Moreno Gómez The civil war in Córdoba (1936-1939). Although it is a shocking photo, it went relatively unnoticed at the time. Later, in 2001, I used it for the cover of my book Fists and pistols. The repression in Montilla (1936-1944). The original photograph was provided by the Manuel Ruiz Luque Library, the largest private library in Andalusia, which is based in Montilla. From there the photo spread over the Internet and through the national media. Also several historians, such as Paul Preston, and professors from the universities of Zaragoza and Valencia asked me for it and asked me for information about it to include it in their publications.

Montilla was during the Second Republic a socialist fief where the left always doubled in votes to the right, which was not an obstacle for it to fall into the hands of the rebellious military on the same day of the coup d'état, on July 18, 1936. That night the Civil Guard riddled hundreds of people who had gathered in the vicinity of the town hall and took control of the town without resistance. In addition to suffering prison and death, as three women were shot dead in the early hours of July 19, 1936, and a minimum of four were shot during the three years of war (plus at least 93 other men), the Republican women of Montilla suffered many other humiliations.

The photograph of the bare women of Montilla represents a tragic and painful stamp from the beginning of August 1936. In it appear a male and twenty women, most of them young people of just over 13 years of age, who belonged to the singing group that rehearsed at the Casa del Pueblo. His performances in the theater used to be very popular due to the large militancy of the Montilla socialist group, the most important in southern Córdoba along with that of Puente Genil. These girls were militants or sympathizers of the Unified Socialist Youth, or belonged to families of leftist ideology. Despite not having committed any crime, the Civil Guard detained them at their homes. After spending the night in prison, two barbers, who were expressly called to carry out the task,They shaved their heads and left a small lock on top. They were also forced to ingest castor oil with bread soups, so that with the laxative “they would throw communism from the body ”. Accompanied by the director of the music band, Joaquín Gutiérrez Luque, known by the nickname Bartolo, also bare, they were forced to walk through the central streets (including La Corredera) among the mockery of their executioners.

Then came the famous photograph in the courtyard of the Town Hall, in which they were forced to pose with their arms raised in the fascist style. We do not know who took the photo and for what purpose. In it, among the sad and dejected faces of these women, a few shy and forced smiles stand out. It also highlights the resignation with which they raise their arms, embarrassed, a reflection of the ordeal they were experiencing. The ordeal ended at the Casa del Pueblo, where the civil guards took them to cook for them in the kitchens as if they were their servants. There, during the four or five hours in which they were held, the cries of these girls became uncontrollable, and they decided to release them.

Thanks to the interview recorded on February 4, 2019 by the grandson of one of the bare girls, Dolores M��rquez Barranco, we know that a group of civil guards carried out the terrible attack and that there were countrymen accompanying them. Other well-informed testimonies speak of the instigators being some well-known right-winger, such as Falange treasurer Paco Enriquez Leña. At that time, Montilla's highest military authority fell to the captain of the Civil Guard Luis Canis Matute, who had led the coup d'état in the town days before, and the mayor imposed by the coup leaders was the retired Artillery captain Rafael Jiménez- Casaleiz Castellanos. Among the military leaders it seems that there was no unanimity in accepting this punishment, since the retired Infantry captain Mariano Requena Cordón,instructor of the civic militias that were created in the summer of 1936 to support the coup authorities, he is said to have overwhelmed the civil guards for his authorship.

The bare woman in Marín (Pontevedra) of whom a photograph is preserved was Elsa Omil Torres, daughter of a Galician emigrant in Boston, who was spending a vacation at the home of Republican relatives when the coup d'état took place. After the shaving of her hair, she applied to the Consulate for a passport to return to the United States, since she had that nationality, and they took the photo that appears on the left, which was used in the American press to denounce the repression she had suffered. 

[disastercit]

(even more camp camp season 5 teaser spoilers but this time is the last time probably, I'll just watch the whole thing and put my thoughts here)

-so cj is like some kind of dudebro influencer streamer type, I wasn't too far off. cj seems like the type of guy to carry a tiny microphone around a mall and interview people 😭 and I definitely get to have my little dynamic I predicted before because ross WOULD hate him for that

-on the topic of cj I don't know how I missed his mullet oopsies

-mahogany 😏

-i have a lot to say about this image actually. I screenshotted it so I could talk about how max is willingly hugging another person, I wanna say it's only the second time in the series he's done this? but then while looking at it I noticed neils earring?? he went to claires?? and he either only has one or gets them pierced at some point during the season

-also I just think it's funny that max is still freaked out by harrison like 2? 3? seasons after Mind Freakers. poor boy

-space kid??? hello???

-I see they finally got tired of animating prestons weird little shoulder things and did away with them entirely. im guessing the reason for his new outfit is that hes getting more into modern musicals and leaving behind the shakespearean stuff? I haven't seen newsies but it's very newsies to me. hey, this gives me an excuse to use the new ross design anyways I guess

-the long awaited sequel to the extremely detailed bread basket: extremely detailed popsicles

(come to think of it, here's neil without an earring again. maybe a one episode thing? also, idk why this screenshot is so dark)

final verdict: we are so back!!! I heavily enjoyed this promo and now I am so excited about this season. I wasn't sure I was gonna like this season, either due to it actually sucking or because the last time a new season of camp camp came out I was fourteen years old. but clearly I must like it if I just wrote a whole analysis of like every other scene in the teaser. really my only regret is that the season, or at least what's coming out at this time, is so short

[thequeereview]

Exclusive Interview: Oscar-nominated filmmaker John Logan & the cast of They/Them on creating an empowering queer slasher movie

Exclusive Interview: Oscar-nominated filmmaker John Logan & the cast of They/Them on creating an empowering queer slasher movie

They/Them (pronounced “They-slash-Them”), marks the directorial debut of Oscar-nominated veteran screenwriter John Logan (Skyfall, Hugo, The Aviator, Gladiator), who brings his own script to the screen with his queer take on the slasher genre. As a lifelong committed horror fan, Logan had longed to see himself represented in the genre. “When I was growing up, queer characters were for the most…

[danses-with-dogmeat]

so, How do you think the companions would react to finding out sole has advanced prosthetics from their time in the war? (i headcannon fem sole as some sort of SOF during the war, coz lawyer is just boring >.>)

Fallout 4 Companions react to Sole having advanced prosthetics from before the bombs fell. 

Hey anon, thanks so much for the ask! This was really interesting to think about, and yeah, I also headcannoned one of my OCs as a soldier before the bombs fell, cuz yeah... not sure how helpful being a lawyer would be in post-apocalyptic times 😅 I hope you enjoy!

Cait:

     Her eyes would fall to the line across Sole’s right elbow, wondering how she hadn’t noticed it before. She wouldn’t care too much, and wouldn’t treat them any differently, but she would be interested in how Sole had gotten their injury, and would certainly try and coax the whole story out of them (resorting to the use of alcohol if necessary to loosen their lips). She was so bold about her own traumatic past experiences, so Sole could surely tell her about this one thing, right? The brawler might also be interested in the physical abilities of their prosthetic arm and hand, wondering if it would give them an edge in the next bar fight they found themselves in.

Curie:

     She would be very interested in every detail Sole could provide regarding their prosthetic shoulder, left chest plate, and arm. The scientist wouldn’t be able to contain herself, asking question after question about its functionality, the nature of Sole’s injury before they received the prosthetic, their rehabilitation process, the way the prosthetic interacts with Sole’s body and how it's able to move. As Sole stood there, trying to figure out where to begin, Curie’s eyes would widen in surprise at her own rudeness, she would apologize and ask if Sole was comfortable discussing their injury with her. As she finds out more, Curie would begin to try and create her own prosthetics based off of Sole’s in order to help any handicapped patients she came across in the Commonwealth.

Danse:

     The paladin’s eyes would widen at Sole’s words. He never would have guessed that Sole’s entire left hip and leg was an advanced prosthetic, and the commanding officer would be curious as to why they hadn’t mentioned it to him earlier. He would feel guilty as he thought back on all of the times he pushed them harder, told them to gruffly to keep up or to continue moving after it seemed like they needed rest. He would apologize and ask how he could help to better accommodate Sole, offering to speak to Proctor Teagan and Proctor Ingram about Sole’s circumstances and possible improvements to their power armor or the prosthetic itself. Danse would be a little hesitant, but ultimately he would gain the courage to ask if they would be comfortable telling him about how they were injured, going so far as to share some of the stories surrounding his own battle scars with them in return.

Deacon:

     Deacon would have been curious as to why Sole always wore their sunglasses, he often thought perhaps they were simply mocking him. But one night, as they removed their shades and locked eyes with him, he would notice the difference in coloration and ask them about it. When they told him one of their eyes was a fully functioning prosthetic, he'd be a little shocked, not even aware that those existed, but interested nonetheless. Apart from the occasional joke about Sole getting an eye patch, being a pirate, or just sight-related puns in general, he would be pretty chill about the whole thing. If Sole wanted to tell him more about it, he was open to it, but he wouldn't mind if they wanted to keep it to themself. No matter how much he knows, Deacon would be protective of his partner, and would try his best to keep their prosthetic a secret from as many people as possible, since it is such a unique feature of theirs.

Hancock:

     He wouldn't even break eye contact with Sole when they told him about their prosthetic right arm and shoulder, he would just ever so slightly raise the ridge above his eyes in surprise at having never noticed before. It really wouldn't matter to him, and he would treat Sole the same way he always has, just maybe he would try and stick to the right of them more often since he knows that it's their weaker side. If they're ever in any pain, he'll of course have a plethora of chems on hand to help relieve them of it. He won't be one to openly ask about their past and their injury, but if they want to tell him, he's all ears and no judgment.

MacCready:

     He would try to act nonchalant when they told him about their prosthetic forearm, wrist, and hand, but his expression would clearly give away his shock. What do you mean it’s not real!? How does it work? What happened to your real arm? Can you still feel stuff with it? Does it make it harder to aim? How does it move? A hundred questions would tumble into his mind, but he would try his best to keep them all from spilling out of his mouth at once, putting on a cool front, he’d simply nod and tell them that he’s glad they felt they could tell him about it, and that would be the end of it for now. As they continue traveling together, he would periodically voice one of the questions he had thought of before, still trying to seem aloof about the whole thing. In reality, he thinks it’s really cool, and it reminds him of a few comic book characters he’s read about.

Nick:

     The detective was nothing short of astounded when he looked into Sole’s eyes for the first time after finding out they were fully functioning prosthetics. He couldn’t believe it, they looked so realistic, he never would have known if he hadn’t been told. Finding out about Sole’s eyes honestly made the synth feel more at home around them; not that they had ever made him feel alienated as a synth, but now he felt like they could empathize with him a bit more easily. Although, he must admit, he’s a little jealous of their normal-looking eyes in comparison to his own. The older synth has made his peace with who and what he is, having been this way his whole synthetic life, but he may just approach Sole and speak to them about where, hypothetically, he could find prosthetics like theirs, and would consider speaking to Dr. Amari about installing them. Sole, of course, would help him out, all while making sure Nick knew how much they liked his eyes the way that they are.

Piper:

     The reporter's eyes would slowly widen with each inch Sole's pant leg was rolled up to expose their prosthetic ankle, shin, and knee. She would then try to contain her shock, but would fail pretty miserably as her interviewing instinct kicked in and she began firing off every question that entered her mind. Most of them had to do with how Soles life changed after they had their injury, and then received their prosthetic limb, and Sole would answer a few to appease her before she realized how insensitive she was being. Piper would then instantly make up for it by apologizing to them, and offering to help them out with anything they may need. More often than not, while they were traveling, she would offer to carry more, would try and take more rest stops, and would offer even more snacks and beverages to Sole along the way. Sole would insist that they're okay, telling her about the fully functioning nature of their prosthetic, but she would still take efforts to help them out more often.

Preston:

     He would start by apologizing to Sole after he found out, but he wouldn’t be sure exactly why he felt the need to apologize. Perhaps because he felt sorry for them, and the injury and rehabilitation they had to live through? Or maybe it was because he felt like he had put too much pressure on them from the start? He had asked them to take down a dozen raiders and a deathclaw on the first day he’d met them, and then offered them the position of general, and all this time they had been helping those in need of their help with two prosthetic legs. They told him briefly that they had been injured before the bombs fell, but he hadn’t realized it had been this extensive. He would be sure to take it a little easier on them, and would be more conscious of their well-being, offering to rest more when they were traveling, and giving what missions he could to other minutemen. Preston wouldn’t pry, but would be ready to listen if Sole ever wanted to tell him more about their injury or their experience living with their prosthetics.

X6-88:

     X6's expression would remain ultimately unchanged as they told him about their two prosthetic hands, but he would marvel at their authenticity. How had he not known that they were prosthetics? The courser would ask if they were fully functional, if only to ensure that the prosthetics wouldn't be a danger to Sole in combat, but once assured that they were, he wouldn't treat Sole any differently. Inside, he would be curious about how Sole had sustained such an injury, but he would never voice it. If they did choose to tell him the whole story, he would simply listen and nod, a little confused as to why they felt the need to share this information with him. Though he didn't know why they told him, he would feel a strange lightness in his chest at the fact that they trusted him enough to share something this personal with him. 

[that-blue-vault-dweller]

We've had so much happy sappy things lately. How about some angst? Companions react to sole getting super pissed at them and just leaving forever?

Oh, no..... I knew this was going to come soon enough... All good things must come to an end, after all 😔💙💛

All jokes aside, this literally broke my heart to write, but I very much enjoyed your suggestion for the new perspective it gave and the opportunity to write some good, old-fashioned angst 🥰 I didn't provide an explanation for what they said or what they did to make F!Sole mad, which I hope is okay! (I couldn't picture my F!Sole leaving any of them for any reason but I'm sure everyone's Sole varies in that respect)

Warnings: Light mentions of suicide, heavy mentions of drug and alcohol use.

Cait - Falls back into chems and will likely drug and drink herself to the grave. She can't believe that she went and screwed everything up again. She let down and upset the one person she vowed to never do that to, and now she's alone. Again. She's managed to run off the one person in her whole lifetime that actually cared about her and all she knows is that life is not even really worth living sober if she has to endure pain like this.

Piper - Cries herself to sleep for many nights after and sometimes finds herself crying during the day while she's typing an article or doing small mundane things, her guilt and sadness consuming her. (If F!Sole let her interview her back when she first came to Diamond City) Piper keeps a copy of the View from the Vault articles beside her bed and numbly reads them sometimes before going to sleep just to remind her of the only best friend she had ever had in her life. The only person that had stuck by her and tried to look out for her since her dad. Eventually she stops crying, but it takes a long time for her to rebound and her smile to come back. It never is as bright as it used to be when F!Sole was there, though.

Curie - Breaks her heart and completely destroys her. She cries for days, weeks, forever. All she knows is that there is a huge hole in her heart and she thinks of F!Sole every day. Her humanity is a constant reminder of the great person that she had lost and she will forever blame and kick herself for being so horrible that F!Sole would leave her. Curie will always care about F!Sole even if F!Sole doesn't care about her and Curie will forever miss her.

MacCready - Ends up heading back to go be with Duncan permanently. F!Sole was the only thing keeping him in the Commonwealth but now that he screwed that up, there is no reason left to stay. He was originally going to have his son brought to him as soon as possible, but he decides that they're better off away from where all of the sad memories are lingering. When he returns to his son, he is very happy, but he soon falls into a basic routine, trying to get through his grief of losing a true friend because of his own stupidity. He will eventually come out of the depression, but he will always carry the intense guilt of driving her away for good.

Deacon - Despite the fact that he just continues on with that constant mask of looking like he's just as calm and happy as anyone else, he is hurting deeply on the inside. It is easy to tell because of how he seems even more distant than usual and he very rarely ever comes back to the Railroad HQ. Guilt turns him into someone even more detached than he used to be before she left. However, he sometimes goes undercover just to watch her at a safe enough distance to keep her from recognizing him. After all, he has not changed his face since she left, preferring to keep some souvenir from his time with her. Unfortunately, his face is all he has left of those days.

Codsworth - Is broken-hearted and is at the epitome of guilt because he cannot believe he has made her so mad that she will have nothing more to do with him. He has absolutely no one left to serve and there is no one left who cares about him at all. He ends up falling into a state of denial, somehow glitching and convincing himself that she, sir, and young Shaun are simply away and will come back eventually. He sadly remains in this deluded state for the remainder of his days.

Hancock - Somehow does even more chems than before, knowing it cannot kill him but needing the rush to distract him from the complete and utter pain after sending away one of the few people that actually stood by him through thick and thin. He goes back to being the full-time mayor of Goodneighbor, but when he falls so deeply into the chems, the citizens begin thinking that it would be best to overthrow him. When he figures this out, he knows he has to stop doing the chems quite so much. He cuts back just enough to be coherent and make speeches to inspire people, but anyone can see that he is by no means doing as well as he used to before F!Sole left. At some point he is completely numb and he takes the chems to just feel something besides this deadness inside.

Danse - Is devastated. She is all he had left after being kicked out of the Brotherhood. He can't believe that he drove away the person that convinced him to see his own worth despite his true identity. He finds himself in deep, inescapable depression, and he eventually loses sight of why he should even keep going on at all. After all, he is just an instrument of evil that breaks friendship, families, and all good things. Why would the world need something like that?

Preston - Despite the fact that he does not believe he can do it, he forces himself to take up the mantel of General. He tries to lead and maintain a brave face even though he feels like he is falling apart. He knows the Minutemen are depending on him, and he feels so helpless. Eventually, he hands leadership over to Ronnie Shaw, returning to a second-in-command position as he throws himself into duties and work to try not to think about the loss of one of the few people that actually saw his vision and tried to help him achieve his dream. However, he can't quite forget the fact that it's all his fault that it ended up like this.

Valentine - Honestly cannot believe it and is in pure shock and devastation for several days before the grief and depression finally sets in. He throws himself into his work and becomes even more self-endangering, caring very little about himself and what happens to him. He knows he still has Ellie and the agency, but it just kind of seems to fade in importance as he thinks of F!Sole and how he drove her away. If he doesn't manage to get himself killed during this period, Ellie has a stern talk with him, and he actually does start being a little more careful. Not quite the level of careful he was when he had both F!Sole and Ellie on his back about it, but he tries for Ellie's sake if not his own.

X6-88 - Is quite angry at himself for angering and isolating such a vital and valuable asset of the Institute, but there is something else inside of him that pricks and pokes at his mind and gut. It is something he cannot identify and something he has never experienced before. It frequently brings her face to the forefront of his mind, homing in on just how angry that she looked and how she looked like she would rather be looking upon a pile of Brahmin dung than to be staring into his face. It bothers him for some reason, and when he returns to the Institute and expresses his thoughts, it is the last thing on his mind before they wipe his memory of her and reset him entirely.

Dogmeat - Tries to follow her even though she does not want him to. When she screams and throws things at him, he lowers his ears and tucks his tail, confused at what in the world he did wrong. He just wants her to love him again like she used to. He could be a better boy. He could stop pooping in Cait's shoes and stop chewing holes in things. Eventually, after weeks of following her and being rejected, he finally leaves her alone, heading back to Red Rocket Truck Stop where he decides to wait for her in hopes she will one day come back and give him all the pets or at least one pet. He ends up living his days waiting for her and pacing the place, waking up every morning with hopes that the sunrise will bring her back to him until he doesn't see the sunrise again.

Strong - Stays mad at her forever. However, he sometimes does wish that he had tiny human to help him with some things like fighting or cooking, but he quickly remembers that he's mad at her and tells himself that super mutants don't need puny humans. But there is something strange in his stomach when he thinks of her, but he usually smashes something to try to make himself feel better. The feeling never goes away quickly, though.

[sendhelporcaffeine]

So I was tagged by @yesgreenstuffhere and I figured I’d join in! 

Fallout 4 OOC Companion: Candy Jones. (Ex-Courser, Hunter)

Candy Jones is a woman of few words, and can be a bit of a jerk sometimes. She’s very much “get to the point”. However, she might warm up to some people if she’s around them long enough (and she decides she likes them). She’s an ex-Courser from the Institute and wants back in to overthrow Father and change how things are run.

Name: Candy Jones

Found: CIT Ruins

Companion Perk: “The Hunter”. Do 20% more damage to animals when traveling.

Weapons of Choice: Sniper Rifles

-Long Distance Relationship: a hardened sniper rifle

I think we should travel together:

“If you say so.”

“You must be pretty desperate if you’re asking me to come along.”

“Just don’t piss me off.”

Use Melee:

“Oh sure, make the one eyed woman fight up close and personal. What could go wrong?”

“Seriously? You want me to bring a knife to a gun fight?”

“I better not lose my other arm because of this. Or my other eye.”

Use Ranged:

“Finally, someone who appreciates shooting from the shadows!”

“Now THIS I can work with.”

“They’ll never know what hit them.”

Open Inventory:

“You better give me something good.”

“Don’t touch my Sniper.”

“What am I? You’re pack mule?”

If Overencumbered: 

“I’d offer to carry something for you, but this is funny to watch.”

“How many times does this have to happen before you learn to stop picking up EVERYTHING you come across?”

“If you break your back, you’re on your own.”

Stay Close: “Okay, but if you start to stink I’m moving back a bit.”

“Only if you agree to spot for me.”

“Fine.”

Keep Distance: “I’ll watch your back from the shadows.”

“Fine, I didn’t want to stand close to you anyway.” 

“If you move too slow, I might just slip away. And you’d never know.” 

Stealth:

“Striking from the shadows, one of the best ways to kill.”

“Don’t make too much noise, if you blow I’ll cover I’ll just shoot you myself.”

“Don’t rush, you’ll get us killed that way.”

Be Passive:

“Seriously? I came here for some action!”

“You better hope this doesn’t come back to bite you in the ass.” 

“Booooring!”

Be Aggresive:

“Now we’re talking!” 

“Now it’s a party!”

“Good. For a moment there I was worried you were going soft on me.”

Use Stimpak:

“I think I lost my other arm!”

“I think my good eye is hanging out of the socket.”

“As much as I hate to admit it, I need some medical help over here!”

Wait Here:

“Don’t have all the fun without me.”

“Good idea! Maybe if I stand around and wait long enough, the action will come to me.”

“If you take too long I’m leaving.”

Follow Me:

“Finally! I was getting bored.”

“Took you long enough.”

“I almost left, don’t take so long next time!”

Dismissed:

“Your funeral.”

( in a sarcastic tone) “Aw, and I was just starting to like you!”

“I would say you know where to find me, but I’m going to make sure you can’t find me.”

Her Reaction to Companions:

Dogmeat: “He’s got a good nose, that one. Be safe out there boy!”

Preston: “Seriously? You’re taking the goody two shoes with you? That’ll be a snooze fest.”

Piper: “If Piper asks me for an interview about the Institute, the answer is no.”

Nick Valentine: “You’re lucky I’m no longer a courser Valentine, I could’ve turned you over to the Institute several times over by now.” (note: she’s just saying this to mess with him.)

Maccready: “This one’s got great aim, but a shit attitude.” 

Hancock: “So you and the ghoul are gonna go have fun without me?”

Strong: “You travel with a super mutant? You know what? I shouldn’t even be surprised.” 

Cait: “My kind of gal! Don’t have too much fun out there without me!”

Danse: “This guy is almost as boring as Preston.”

Deacon: “I’ve been watching this one for a while. He’s not as sneaky as he thinks he is.”

X6-88: “Here to try and steal my thunder X6?”

Codsworth: “Seriously? The cleaning robot? What is he gonna do, scrub them to death?”

Curie: “You know the institute is gonna want to kidnap you now that you’re in a synth body right?”

Old Longfellow: “Finally someone who can hold their liquor!” 

Gage: *snickers* “Nice eyepatch nerd.”

Ada: “I don’t know how to feel about this one.”

Companions Reactions to her:

Dogmeat: Wags, happy barks

Preston: “Better to be a ‘goody two shoes’ then get killed picking fights.”

Piper: “Psst, hey Candy. What’s it like inside the institute?”

Nick Valentine: “Ya know for someone named Candy I figured you’d be sweet.”

Maccready: “Hey Candy, want to engage in a shoot off sometime?”

Hancock: “Sure we can’t bring this one along? We could have one hell of a time.”

Strong: “Little lady will be smashed by Strong!”

Cait: “Hey if you let me come with you two, we can have ourselves a girl’s night out.”

Danse: “She may be ex-Institute, but she’s still a synth! Why are you traveling with the enemy?”

Deacon: “Oh shit, Hi I’ll be going now!”

X6-88: “You are Institute property. I should reclaim you myself.”

Codsworth: “Are you sure it’s safe to travel with this one sir/mum?”

Curie: “Oh, a fellow synth! Maybe you can teach me how to use this body.”

Old Longfellow: “Now here’s someone I’d like to get drunk with!”

Gage: “You’re lucky I don’t just shoot you on sight, one-eye.”

Ada: “A courser could be a great help with your goal sir/ma’am. Good luck out there!”

Send Home (CIT ruins):

“Whatever. I didn’t want to travel with you more anyway.”

“Maybe now I can find a way back to the Institute.”

“Good. I can get some target practice without interruptions now.”

Enemies (long-range):

“Never knew what hit them!”

“Now THIS is the way to fight.”

“Oops. Looks like I got them all!”

Enemies (short-range): “This is way too close for comfort!”

“Aw c’mon. You wouldn’t hurt a poor one-eyed girl would you?”

“Get out of my blind spot and fight!”

Aggression: Aggressive

Confidence: Cautious

Assistance: Helps Friends and Allies

Actions that Increase Affinity:

Lockpicking [Likes]

Hacking [Likes]

Drinking [Likes]

Starting Fights [Loves]

Healing Dogmeat [Loves]

Actions that Decrease Affinity:

Entering Power Armor [Dislikes]

Using Chems [Dislikes]

Addiction [Dislikes]

Cannibalism [Dislikes]

Helping the BoS [Hates]

Killing Pickman [Dislikes]

Lose as a companion Permanently if: 

Side with the BoS

Candy is not romanceable as she only has eyes for one man.

Candy does not have a quest.

Tagging: @erikageiger @totally-not-deacon @worldxwonders

[nukacoola]

Companions react to Danse stepping out of power armor for the first time!

Cait: 

She would look Danse up and down very obviously and grin which would make him extremely uncomfortable. 

“Ya’outgha get out of that thing more often Dansey. Who knew there were cookies in that tin can of yours.”

She obviously isn’t actually interested in Danse. Way too boring. But she’s not one to toss out eye candy just cause it isn’t her favorite flavor. She wouldn’t actively follow him but for fun and also to get on his nerves she would definitely cat-call him everytime he was in hearing range. Deacon and Hancock might join in for a few comments if they don’t have anything better to do.

She would not stop unless sole made a convincing plea or reason for why she should and maybe not even then.

Danse would not respond or look at Cait but he would be very red and never get out of his suit in front of her again.

Codsworth: 

“Why Paladin Danse I dare say you’ve been keeping up your workout routine! Cheers to your excellent health whether in or out of your power armor!” Codsworth is reassured that his owner is traveling with someone so equipped for the struggles of the wasteland.

“Uh, thank you, Codsworth.” Danse would feel a bit awkward but he would appreciate the compliment. 

“Might I polish that for you while you're otherwise engaged? It seems to be in a just dreadful state and I would like nothing more than for you to be looking your best in your wasteland escapades!” Though he is reassured by Danse’s physical state and abilities, he is mortified by the state his armor is in. All the scratches, dings, and dirt? It’s just horrible. Codsworth has always wanted an opportunity to fix that suit up and is pretty happy that the day has finally arrived.

“I- If you’d like to you can.”

“Oh good! I do so love a difficult task!” With that Codsworth would zoom away to procure the necessary supplies to return Danse’s armor to it’s original state. Danse didn’t really know whether or not he should be offended at the robot’s comments but he decided to just continue about his business and not think about it too much. 

Curie:

“Oh Monsieur Danse, you are quite zee lovely specimen! I would be eager to do a physical examination if you would allow me to.” Ever since leaving the vault, Curie has been astounded at how many different sorts of humans there are. Danse is particularly interesting to her because of the amazing athletic feats he does so regularly. She is also interested in studying the effects of constant power armor usage on the human body. When she sees him step out of his suit for the first time and sees his overly muscular physique, it just tacks on another reason she wants to study him. 

Before Blind Betrayal:

“The only specimen that needs examining is you, synth. Don’t talk to me unless you’re submitting yourself to the Brotherhood.” The only reason Curie isn’t already on the Prydwen is because Sole thinks it’s their friend. It bothers Danse immensely that Sole hasn’t destroyed or used this inhuman thing already.

(Don’t get mad at me he literally says this in game.)

Curie is very hurt, she expected this reaction but it still hurt. She was still getting used to feelings such as the pained ones she felt in moments like these.

After Blind Betrayal:

“No. Thank you.” Danse’s words were strained. Being around Curie was pretty awful for him. He had treated her so terribly before and he still had strong feelings of disgust towards her despite what he knows now. Everytime he sees her and has those feelings of hate and disgust, he remembers that he and Curie are the same. He’s still struggling to overcome the years of propaganda that were drilled into him. 

Curie is disappointed. Did Danse not see they are the same? If he didn’t believe in her humanity then he would have to not believe in his own. It is very confusing for Curie. She hopes that he will eventually go back on his denial of her offer. He would be a very interesting specimen.

Deacon:

He would be surprised that Danse would be able to wear that clunky thing so much in the first place. He wouldn’t be surprised at how muscular he is under the suit though. It takes a lot of strength to operate those suits. He’d read that before they were fully developed, a lot of trial runs had resulted in really terrible accidents. The kind of accidents that crush all of your bones at once or remove your top half from your bottom.

Deacon would definitely make a few jokes. “Hey the sardine’s outta the can!” “Isn’t getting out of that bulldozer against Brotherhood policy or something?” “And I thought it was glued on! Learn something new everyday.”

Danse would scowl at his comments but say nothing. He did not like Deacon one bit. That man’s hiding something and if it turns out what he’s hiding will harm Sole or the Brotherhood’s mission, there was gonna be hell to pay. Danse could’ve sworn he’d seen him on the Prydwen a few times but whenever he looked back again to check, he was gone. Danse didn’t much like the idea of leaving his power armor alone with Deacon around but Sole assured him he’s harmless. We’ll see...

Whenever Danse returned to his suit Deacon would stand suspiciously close to it and act like he was trying to play cool after almost being caught doing something nefarious. He would never get tired of watching Danse carefully inspect every part of the armor before apprehensively getting in. Man that guy’s fun to mess with.

Dogmeat: 

He was so surprised! He thought this human was just made of metal! But now Dogmeat can play and jump and lick! Yes!!

Danse has no idea how to deal with a dog he wasn’t allowed to kick so he would just try to awkwardly push the pup off until Sole took care of it.

Hancock: 

Oh HELL YES! Hancock has wanted to punch this fucker since he first laid eyes on him. “HEY SOLDIER BOY, TIME TO SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO OUT OF YOUR DAMN COWARD COFFIN!” He would make a beeline towards the paladin and the paladin would speed walk towards the ghoul as well. Sole barely let him insult the damn freak but this was a direct attack of which he was most definitely gonna defend himself from.

Sole would freak out a bit and try to get in between the two. They would both try to get Sole out of the way so they could pummel each other. A brief alliance in order to facilitate their battle. This was too sweet of an opportunity to miss. 

“Sorry Sunshine, this is happening.”

“Sole, it has directly started an altercation with me and I intend to see it through.”

If they both had a great relationship with Sole after a bit of panicked begging to both parties, the men would begrudgingly back off. They would, however, insult each other viciously despite Sole’s protests. 

“You have no fucking idea how lucky you are meathead. I swear to god if they weren’t here…”

“You call me a meathead but you’re the one who’s rotting, ghoul.”

They would continue to jab each other until Sole dragged Danse off to do what he got out of his suit to do in the first place. 

If one or both of them didn’t have a close relationship with Sole, well, it wouldn’t be pretty. They would forcibly move Sole out of the way and fight for a while. Though Danse is much bigger than Hancock, Hancock is quicker and better at hand to hand. Danse, being unused to fighting outside of his armor, was ultimately unable to beat the ghoul. Hancock landed one final blow to his face, knocking Danse flat. When he stayed down Hancock laughed loudly and spit at him.

“Done in by the best, lucky you.” It would be a huge blow to Danse’s ego and he’d resent Hancock even more now. Hancock would gloat constantly when Danse was around. “Heyyy, there’s my favorite punching bag!” “Come on over Dansey I won’t bite!” He wouldn’t out of shame, but if Danse ever did try to retort, Hancock would just taunt him. Saying something like “Oh yeah? Ya know my favorite way to settle conflicts is by beating the other asshole into the dirt. Hop outta that suit and we can go for round two.”

MacCready:

Mac’s always thought of Danse as an annoying asshole. He still thinks of him this way but when he stepped out of that armor for the first time. Ho lee sh-crap. MacCready might have to look into joining the Brotherhood if the rest of those guys looked the same as Danse. He had expected him to be strong cause of the whole carrying 500 pounds of steel everywhere but his body was something Mac was not expecting and something he could look at for a while. 

If Danse came near the merc he would probably clam up and blush a bit. If Danse caught him staring, he would annoyedly ask, “Is there a problem, civilian?”

“I- uh no.” any other day he would’ve fired back some snide remark but he couldn’t quite seem to think of one right now. 

Nick:

Nick really couldn’t give less of a damn. He hated Danse, Danse hated him, and the two did their best to ignore each other. 

Piper: Piper didn’t really care either. Sure he was muscular but she was very turned off by the everything else about him. All she really payed attention to was the possibility of an exclusive interview or an inside look at the Brotherhood’s workings. Danse would never agree to either of those though. Preston: Preston didn’t care. He already knew you had to be strong to wear power armor especially if you wore them as much as Brotherhood Paladins did. He didn’t like the Brotherhood and by extension, he didn’t trust Danse. Preston was mannerly of course, for Sole, but he knows Danse thinks very little of the Minutemen so he didn’t try too hard to be kind. Strong: Strong thinks this is good time to smash strong human. He has killed many brothers but he wears metal suit. He is weak without metal suit. Human friend tells Strong that if Strong smash, Strong will not find milk of human kindness. Strong angry, Strong want to smash, but Strong not smash.

Danse would never get out of his suit near Strong unless he absolutely had to. Sole insisted that the abomination wasn’t going to be a problem but he didn’t believe it for a second. It took all of his willpower to not open fire on the thing whenever he saw it. Sole has poor taste in companions...

X6:

X6 wouldn’t care. He would consider taking this opportunity to get rid of the high ranking Brotherhood soldier, but it would make Sole upset and would do relatively little to the Brotherhood as a whole. 

Ask and ye shall recieve! I decide the winner on Hancock’s one by their special stats. How the hell does Hancock have such good stats and he’s still terrible in a fight??

[fallout-drabbles-n-stuff]

How will the companions react to a sole who speaks foreign language (like,, they could speak english too but they often use their native language)

Cait:

As crazy as it sounds, she’s actually a little distressed. In case you haven’t noticed, she speaks with a heavy accent so if you happen to as well..well the likelihood that most wastelanders will be able to clearly understand you is somewhat low.

Regardless of that, she thinks it’s hilarious if you cuss people out in your native language.

Curie:

Another one of the sweeties with a thicc accent (plus she speaks French occasionally), so she finds some level of comfort in you being able to speak different languages.

If you happen to speak French, oh sweet baby lord, youre gonna get an earful by an overly excited synth woman.

Danse:

Automatically sees the tactical use in your linguistic abilities and is openly quite impressed.

Sometimes asks you how to say certain words in your language, then will write them down and study over it. It may be useless to do it, but one day he’d actually like to be able to carry a conversation with you in your native tongue.

Deacon:

Ummm, you’re spies. This is an advantageous attribute you bring to the team and he is loving it. He knows a couple languages as well, so if you happen to share one in common, he’ll speak in super secret “code” with you..even around HQ.

Gage:

He thinks it’s pretty amusing, especially if you switch between languages like some people do. Nonetheless, he will occasionally become frustrated if you speak with too thick of an accent and he can’t understand your orders- but because of his fear of being cussed out....he’ll bite his tongue.

Hancock:

Oooh~, Hancock is all about the unique and exotic. You speaking different languages around him immediately piques his interest and he’s quick to ask you to speak in it more often. Even if he can’t understand it, he finds it insanely beautiful.

Macready:

Will be the kind to assume that youre talking shit behind his back...

Maxson:

Depending upon your native tongue, he’ll likely reassign you to the linguistics division or have you teach communications a couple things. Bringing something new to the BoS is a sure fire way to gain his favor btw.

Nick:

Finds your ability to go between languages insanely charming. However he sometimes serves as translator without you asking him, which leads to you grabbing his trench coat and reassuring him that you can still speak English.

Old Longfellow:

Doesn’t really care either way out of all honesty...speak it if you please, he doesn’t have too strong of feelings.

Piper:

You kidding? Why didn’t you mention this in the interview? What if your language is extinct now???? ADVGWHSISJEBR?!??!?

Preston:

Gets real interested in your culture more than your language. Even if you’re native to America and just speak a different language, he’ll still be excited to learn about what you know and can tell him about. If you like to sing, please do!

Sturges:

Honestly thinks it’s pretty nifty. He just likes the sound of your accent when you speak...it admittedly sends chills down his spine.

X6-88:

It kind of causes a slight existential crisis. He thought he knew everything about father, so finding out that his parent obviously...different...made him overthink perhaps a little too much.

[starshipsofstarlord]

Everything coming out this week;

Some of the other week’s schedule have been put to this week where I did not post them due to lack of motivation to finish them.

Monday 26th April; Sire Or No Sire | Damon Salvatore

Requested ☑️

Summary; it is easily perceived why you look at Damon the way that you do, though most people think that is an affect of him having turned you to save your life. And that is the last straw of you realising that they know nothing.

Also Monday 26th April; What Happens in Morocco, Stays in Morocco | Luke Skins

Requested ☑️

Summary; perhaps, you were wrong. Not everything stays in Morocco. It is a tradition for things to come back to bite you in the ass, more so when you have been forced to be clean, and kept away from any kind of drugs.

Find the fic here

Also Monday 26th April; I’m home | Bucky Barnes

Requested ☑️

Summary; ‘Could I request a Bucky Barnes x reader smut? Basically she and Bucky have been together for some time and maybe it’d be a little angst where the two are talking about the future and Bucky not thinking he can ever have a normal future? Which would result in soft smut and later reader being revealed as pregnant so Bucky finally gets his family’

Find the fic here

Tuesday 27th April; Wallowing | Ashton Irwin

Requested ☑️

Summary; ‘the reader was born in 1996 and she’s the daughter of Nikki Sixx and Brandi Brandt and is the bassist and songwriter of Wallows and is best friends with her bandmates Dylan Minnette, Braeden Lemasters, and Cole Preston and she helps 5sos write songs for the album Calm and starts dating Ashton and the fans go nuts (in the good way) with shipping’

Also Tuesday 27th April; We’re gonna have to cut that... | Elizabeth Olsen

Requested ☑️

Summary; a tik tok challenge that you participate in, has your girlfriend herself feeling challenged. She doesn’t appreciate the teasing.

Also Tuesday 27th April; The Sheriff and the Murderer | Lee Bodecker (Part Five)

Requested ✖️

Summary; whilst spending time in the shower with you, Lee notices that there are a few things missing to the household, like any mention of your husband. And thus, he does what he originally came to your house to do, and speak with you about his strange disappearance.

Find the fic here

Wednesday 28th April; Bad Ass Woman | Sharon Carter (Part Two)

Requested ☑️

Summary; due to Sharon having fled the country, and you being forced into hiding, it was thought that the pair of you would never interact again. But when Zemo drags you to Madripoor, you find a hustler, that so happens to save you asses again.

Also Wednesday 28th April; Older Dudes Rock | Calum Hood

Requested ☑️

Summary; Calum wondered how he had met you at a private party in the first place, and thus when you reveal that your uncle is in the band Mötley Crüe, the bassist cannot help but fan girl, leaving you in hysterics. The subject is also brought up in an interview.

Also Wednesday 28th April; Perhaps, Maybe (Tyler Lockwood & Matt Donovan)

Requested ✖️

Summary; Tyler dares Matt to ask you out, thinking it would be humorous. However, instead of laughter he feels a wrench digging into his gut, and worst of all, regret.

Thursday 29th April; On the Spectrum | Bucky Barnes

Requested ☑️

Summary; ‘Can you do a bucky or stephen strange x reader where the reader falls under the ace spectrum and they are terrified to tell him that they are ace.’

Find the fic here

Also Thursday 29th April; Destroy me | Destroyer Chris

Requested ✖️

Summary; Chris has to save your ass from exposing that you’re a mole. And in return, you offer him your ass.

Also Thursday 29th April; Hugs and more | College!Bucky Barnes

Requested ✖️

Summary; Bucky comes home from college, to find that his girl has broken into his apartment.

Friday 30th April; Wolves in California | Scott McCall

Requested ✖️

Summary; a new beta crosses paths with Scott at the veterinary, all thanks to Deaton. She is wounded and needs a reason to carry on.

Also Friday 30th April; Collision Course | Damon Salvatore

Requested ☑️

Summary; ‘Hi 😊 would you do a Damon Salvatore imagine where you’re dating but one time after a fight you get in a car accident and get hurt badly. Damon feels this and searches for you, just to find you in time to save your life. He then stays with you, taking care of your wounds until you wake up again. Then he apologizes and promises to protect you and never get you hurt again ? Just some really cute fluff with this cutie. Thank you dear ☺️’

🍂The weekend is used for publishing works that have not been managed to be finished on time. Also, the schedule also shows what I am working on that particular day even if I have not completely finished it 🍂

[sigurdjarlson]

I’m going to take that last post of Arthurian legend and run with it for my girl 😂

You are Guinevere, Sole Survivor of Vault 111, your husband is dead, your son is dead and replaced with a robot version of himself and you find yourself looking for some companionship. Who do you pick?

(This is just for fun because quite a few few people on this list she doesn’t actually have any romantic feelings for 😂 also some of the pros and cons are jokes don’t take them too seriously eh?)

Arthur

Pros

Hot

Named after your fictional namesake’s husband which is some soulmate level shit in your opinion tbh...or it’s a coincidence but that’s no fun

Actually has a heart in there if you squint

Gives you really cool shit

Runs a military so he has a shit ton of resources at his disposal

Huge nerd like you

Intelligent, a great tactician, good with words

His giant nuke throwing robot is pretty cool too

Trusts you a huge amount for some reason

Flawed but truly cares about the people under his command and wants to help the people of the Commonwealth..even if he’s way of doing that is questionable

Cons

Hates non-humans

Your fictional namesake cheated on him with his best friend so that’s a bit weird but hey it could have been solved with a threesome

Really hates some of your friends

Might be as stubborn as you are if not more

Tried to kill Danse

Is 20 so he nuts immediately

Emotionally repressed and is not working on it

Semi Functional alcoholic but so are you

Works constantly

His giant nuke throwing robot never shuts up about hating Communism also it almost blew you up like 50 times on your way to the institute

Danse

Pros

Hot

Protective, sweet, would die for you and kill for you.

Believes in you more than anyone ever has

If you need him he will be there

Loves to kill things with you

Also probably in love with Maxson

Loyal to a fault

Contrary to popular belief he does have a sense of humor

Surprisingly considerate and willing to talk about things even if it’s hard for him

Your best friend and mentor

Cons

Has internalized synthphobia

Emotionally repressed but to be fair he’s working on it

Likes country and Bluegrass

Hates most of your friends

Maxson tried to kill him

Says things like “better than a training exercise” after sex

Rarely leaves his power armor because he’s most comfortable when impervious to all forms of attack which means you can’t see that hot body as much as you’d like

Bossy but it’s kinda hot

Told your one synth friend to donate herself for study :(

Maccready

Pros

Hot

Your best friend, you know each other inside and out. You trust him with your life.

Would kill for you and also die for you although he’d rather not die so try not to do that..

Funny as hell..you have a blast with him

Usually doesn’t judge you because he’s a mercenary

Nerd. You both like comic books

Loves his kid and would love yours just as much

Surprisingly sweet when he cares about someone

Cons

Still mourning his dead wife

Doesn’t bathe

Only 22

Sent his dying son a cure to him in the apocalypse version of the mail

Can be an ass

Inconsistent

Whines about everything

Doesn’t want to carry your useless junk but he will

Thinks you’re too nice sometimes

Clingy

Pickman

Pros

Hot

Stalks you so he already knows you really well

Would kill for you

Hates raiders so he has some standards

Charming

Likes to give you presents

You’d have really dangerous hot kinky sex

Cons

Super pretentious artist type

Stalks you so he already knows you really well

Probably incapable of healthy attachments to others

Might kill you one day who knows

His presents are horrifying

Also he’s a serial killer

Cait

Pros

Hot

Funny as hell

Would kill for you..please let her kill for you

Kicks ass

Doesn’t judge you because all she wants to do is kill people and have a good time

Loyal once you’ve gained her trust

Cons

Bad temper

Drug habit but she’s working on it

Tries to fight everyone

Thinks you’re too nice to people

Will not stop accusing you of looking at her arse. I mean you are but c’mon Cait don’t call people on it

Hancock

Pros

Only hurts people who have it coming

Has already killed for you

A good friend

Funny as fuck

Great in the sack if his dick don’t fall off

When you hang out you have a blast together

Cons

Constantly stoned

Dick might fall off

Looks like beef jerky

Might get radiation poisoning in your coochie

Enables your drinking problem and unknowingly encourages your self destructive tendencies

Preston

Pros

Sweet and sexy

A genuinely good person

Genuinely cares about others and making the world a better place

Considerate and thoughtful

Cons

A settlement needs your help let me mark it on your map

Just kidding there are no cons

Piper

Pros

Always wants to do the right thing

Sweet and beautiful

Sassy and smart as hell

Gives you snacks unprompted

A writer so she’s good with words

Cons

Nosy

Doesn’t always think things through

Always wants to interview you

Little sister is mean to you :(

Nick

Pros

A genuinely good man

One of the most loyal friends you could ask for

Has a sexy noir aesthetic

Would give really good back scratches with his metal claw

Wants to make the world a better place

Always helping others

Extremely considerate, always making sure you’re okay

Would absolutely treat you right

The only person in the world who can pull off a fedora

Cons

Literally falling apart

Married to his work

Weird brother

Eats noodles but they fall out the hole in his neck. He’s a robot he doesn’t even need to eat

Wastes cigarettes

Might have a sketch of the mysterious stranger under his pillow

Curie

Pros

An absolute angel

Free stimpaks

Loves traveling with you

Nerd

Extremely caring and loving

Cons

Idk..French?

[urslasherbaby]

Bless us with more Chromeskull! ❤️With a feisty and sarcastic s/o?

Jesse Cromeans/Chromeskull x Feisty and Sarcastic Reader

You two would probably meet when you start working at his company

Think sexy secretary and her devious boss... at least that’s what Jesse saw

During you’re interview, he could tell you weren’t exactly qualified to replace Preston... but something about the way you walked into the room

Jesse chose to conduct the interviews himself--mask and all

He wanted someone fearless... and damn if that wasn’t you to a T

The very first thing you said when you saw him:

“Fuck, I forgot it was creepy killer mask day! Would’ve worn my skin suit if I knew.”

And all with a goddamn smirk... yep, he was gonna like you.

From then on it was a myriad of snide comments about your skirts and frequent “accidental” touching

...and that was just on your end.

What can you say? The whole tall, dark, and mysterious vibe Jesse had got you hot, despite the adamant warnings from your co-workers

Of course, you know Jesse’s a killer. That was the fun of it all!

Literally poking the bear every time you leaned a little too far over the desk to hand him something... it felt fucking exhilarating

Of course, Jesse would eventually have to punish you for all your teasing

He’d call you into the office, his jacket already off, and ready to play

“Do you understand why I called you in here, Y/N?” he signed

“Whatever it was, it was definitely Spann’s fault.”

You couldn’t quite tell if it was a laugh or a growl under the mask but you were glad it got you off the hook

At least until Jesse started walking closer and closer to you until you were pressed up against the door of the office

He slowly reached over, you could only assume for one of his knives...and locked the door 

“Fucking finally!” you groaned and immediately pulled his neck down to kiss and suck on

His moans were all too perfect, and for a moment, you actually thought he’d let you take control

God were you wrong...

He suddenly grabbed you by the waist and practically carried you over to his desk to sit on, taking control and undressing you quickly

To his surprise, you weren’t exactly wearing much underneath

Seeing his confused look, you explained, “Whoops, must’ve forgotten my panties this morning. I probably left them on the floor after I... finished.”

There was no confusing the guttural noise that left his throat

And for a split second... you kinda regretted being such a smart ass

[thebeatleaesthetic]

SEASON OF GLASS (AND IT’S COVER)...

I used a photo I took of John’s blood-stained glasses on the record cover. The record company called me and said the record shops would not stock the record unless I changed the cover. I didn't understand it. Why? They said it was in bad taste. I felt like a person soaked in blood coming into a living room full of people and reporting that my husband was dead, his body was taken away, and the pair of glasses were the only thing I had managed to salvage – and people looking at me saying it was in bad taste to show the glasses to them. "I'm not changing the cover. This is what John is now," I said.

– “ONOBOX” by Yoko Ono.

''What was I supposed to do, avoid the subject? ...A lot of people advised me that I shouldn't put that cover on the record, but I really wanted the whole world to see those glasses with blood on them and to realize the fact that John had been killed. It wasn't like he died of old age or drugs or something. People told me I shouldn't put the gunshots on the record, and the part where I start swearing, 'Hate me, hate us, we had everything,' which was just letting those feelings out. I know if John had been there, he would have been a lot more outspoken than I was. He was like that.

''My bedroom was right on 72d Street and on the night of the death, the fans kept playing this one record of John's. I was like a zombie, just lying there and hearing him sing 'Imagine' over and over and over. For about 10 days, it went on like that...”

– “YOKO ONO ASKS, 'WAS I SUPPOSED TO AVOID THE SUBJECT?'” by Robert Palmer (The New York Times, 1981)

John was killed, and it was very important for me to show that to the world, and for people to remember. Because I think that all of us are responsible of his death, of course including myself and both John and I were always trying to make a peaceful world.  And it’s very ironical that John who loved peace so much, died in a violent way.

– Yoko Ono, Ina France television interview (1981)

…I’ve seen a floor with a pond of blood. And that was the reality. And this was like a very, very, mild expression of that. And I was totally amazed that people felt that I was exploiting him. It wasn’t that at all. I felt the oneness with him and we were saying, `Please look at me. This is what you did to me.’ I mean, that’s what John wanted to say, I think.

– Yoko Ono, “Ono--Oh Yes!” by Jody Denberg (The Austin Chronicle, 1997)

…I would stick by it. That made that album not commercial and the record company called me and said, “Look, you have to change the cover otherwise we can’t put it out because all the shops say they’re not going to carry it.” And I said, “Well, we’ll just have to take a chance.” To have those glasses on the cover was important because it was a statement and you have to understand that it was like John wanted you guys to see those glasses. Because that was what was done to him. I saw what was done to him. It was worse than that cover shows. I’ve seen the worst of it and that cover was just like a very mild statement, a little message to you from John.

-- Yoko Ono, “Who the Hell Does Yoko Ono Think She Is” by Tom Hilbert (Q Magazine, 1988)

When I started to sing I noticed my throat was all choked up and my voice was cracking. I seriously thought maybe I should quit making the album because, as some people had advised me, “It was not the time”.

But the question was, when would it be the time? I thought of all the people in the world whose voices were choking and cracking for many reasons. I could sing for them. I could call it a “choke” or “crackle”. Well, wasn’t that what the critics had been saying about me for all these years anyway? That gave me a laugh, and it became easier. Many amazing things happened during the recording session. All I can say is that John was right there with me, busy trying to arrange things for me. That is why this album is not dedicated to him. He would have been offended. He was one of us.

– Yoko Ono (notes on the album)

...Ms. Ono, 80, posted on her Twitter account four antigun messages with an image of the blood-splattered glasses that Lennon was wearing when he was gunned down outside their Manhattan apartment building on Dec. 8, 1980. With the photo, once used on a 1981 album cover and in a 2000 antigun billboard campaign, she wrote: “The death of a loved one is a hollowing experience. After 33 years our son Sean and I still miss him. Yoko Ono Lennon.”

...She also used the image of the bloodied glasses on billboards that she paid for to help carry her message [of ending gun violence] in New York, Los Angeles and Cleveland. She used language similar to what she posted on Twitter this week on some of the billboards: “Over 676,000 people have been killed by guns in the U.S.A. since John Lennon was shot and killed on December 8, 1980.”

– “Yoko Ono Details Why She Posted Lennon’s Bloodied Glasses on Twitter “ by Jennifer Preston (The Lede)

John Lennon’s name isn’t mentioned in any lyric, but his presence is everywhere — from the cover photo of his shattered eyeglasses to Ono’s moving liner notes, which explain that the album wasn’t dedicated to Lennon because “he was one of us.”

– “Season of Glass” by Stephen Holden (album review for The Rolling Stone)

[Season of Glass] marks the point in time when we all lost a legend and not only encapsulates Yoko's sadness, but the world's. But more than her sadness, Season of Glass displays Ono's remarkable strength through this period.

– Ryan Schreiber

"Season of Glass was the salvation for me," Yoko said of her 1981 album. "I had gone into an uncharted period in my life, with no reference points... Music was the most natural thing I could think of. It was part of our life." The album's cover is a photo of John's blood-spattered glasses. As painful as it was to take the photo, Yoko knew that only she could "get it right."

– “Yoko Ono: Collector of Skies” by Nell Beram, Carolyn Boriss-Krimsky

For an artist who always had been uncompromisingly candid in her work, Ono's 1981 album Season of Glass, produced and released in response to Lennon's murder in December 1980, served as a deeply emotional--and inherently public–catharsis.

...And ultimately, Season of Glass offers heartbreaking testimony, not only through its wrenching music content, but directly on its face: Ono's photographic still life of Lennon's broken, blood-stained glasses next to a half full/empty glass of water on their apartment windowsill. 

– “Yes Yoko Ono” by Alexandra Munroe, Bruce Altshuler, and Jon Hendricks

A glass half empty. Her dead husband’s eyeglasses smeared with his blood. The window, the camera lens. All glass. Transparent. A misty rainy-day photograph viewing the New York City skyline through several gloomy horizons – taken from their bedroom window above Central Park. Their home. The city that John loved.

This was Yoko’s fragile world in December 1980.

...On the album cover, Yoko shares her nightmare – illustrating what the world had done to John and to her. Yoko reflects the horror right back on society, just as Jacqueline Kennedy wore her blood-stained Chanel suit in public for the remainder of the tragic day that she experienced the exact same trauma of seeing her husband killed in front of her. Yoko lets us see through the shattered window of her world and hides nothing – as always.

-- “SHATTERED. SEASON OF GLASS“  by Madeline Bocaro

‘spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence summer passes and one remembers one’e exuberance autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance

there is a season that never passes and that is the season of glass’

– Yoko Ono (1980)

[museofzero]

Idea

Beast Tamer SoSu

This is long and random but bare with me here

Sole survivor who is simply known as “The beast tamer” and they can tame pretty much any animal. Like they have a baby deathclaw with them at the time and it’s an albino and it will lay in their lap or curled up beside them all protective like because they are basically the mother to the deathclaw and all the animals they tame they treat like their own children. Like they’re known for providing settlements with protection such as pacified mirlurks if they live by the ocean, or mutant hounds to patrol the boarders.

The first time the companions meet the sole survivor aka “The Beast Tamer” they have their baby albino Deathclaw curled up beside them and a Mutant hound curled up behind them. They also have some regular junk-yard dogs with them, and some wolves from far-harbor too, possibly even a baby gatorclaw egg? Oh and we can’t forgot a couple of cats in the general area. Maybe even some birds? Like the sole survivor is just humming some lullaby to the Deathclaw and they’re just like “oh hello. What can I do for you?” All calm like they’re not surrounded by a bunch of dangerous animals.

Like I can imagine a Full grown deathclaw walking up behind them and acting like a big baby wanting attention and 10/10 the sole survivor would let Deacon name one of the deathclaw hatchlings Fluffy.

I can also see the BoS trying to recruit them because they could get even more powerful allies on their side. Even if they were abominations, however due to that notion the sole survivor wouldn’t side with them because that would mean the BoS would wipe out their animal friends.

And now, for a couple companions and what I think kind of animal they would get from the sole survivor.

Nick - Dogmeat or a Junk-yard dog, dogmeat would probably be his first pick and since he already knows dogmeat. But who wouldn’t want two dogs who can kick ass and help you track down suspects?

Hancock - he would probably try and convince sole he was responsible enough to look after some type of Claw’ but would end up with a super mutant hound instead and would end up loving it. The hound would be super loving too, of its new owner once its gotten use to them, and sole has taught Hancock the proper care. Or maybe even a snake if they managed to survive, ((just imagine Hancock carrying around this tiny little garder snake in his hand.))

Deacon - no secret he would want to keep the Claw’ he named fluffy but Desdemona would probably say no, but deacon would keep it anyway. Probably sneak out to meet Sole so the Claw’ and it’s mom got use to Deacon and knew it could trust Deacon with its child.

X6 - He would probably get some cats, he seems more like a cat person and the cats would definitely fit him. They’d probably learn to perch onto his shoulder and do commands (somehow this man has extreme patients) that would get the cat to do certain small tasks.

Preston - He’d probably be very hesitant about letting the animals into the settlements at first but after seeing how the kids like to the play with the dogs ((who are very gentle with the kids)) he’ll let them slide. Though personally I do think he’d probably like cats much like X6 does. But still loves to play with the Junk-yard dogs.

Maccready - absolutely not, he would be terrified out of his mind when he saw Duncan petting some Deathclaw sole had tamed. Oh god he wouldn’t want anything to do with them at first, but I think in the end he’d get a bird. Seems fitting for a sniper a birds eye view if you will. Maybe a crow or a raven, or a red-tailed hawk if they still survived. ((Bonus ; almost had a heart attack when he finds sole trying to teach Duncan how to tame the animals like Deathclaws))

Piper - some kind of marmot if they survived and it would probably be a Ferret let’s be real here. Nat would love it to death and much like Duncan might get caught taking some lessons from sole though Piper might be a little more forgiving if she got a five hour interview with sole.

[siribear]

whisper fiddles with the knobs on her pipboy, switching between diamond city radio and radio freedom every other word. the minutemen are calling for their general. the ink spots don’t want to set the world on fire. and whisper remembers everything that happened yesterday.

but dr. amari should be finished with nick by now. it’s been exactly fifteen minutes since irma left and came back, and the hostess has even set up a customer in their own memory pod. a ghoul, likely reliving pre-war memories. eyes closed, a small smile tugs at the corner of their mouth. happy memories to relive, at least.

whisper remembers - almost everything.

click, set the world. click, calling general alice. click, on fire. click, to the castle. click, i just. click, calling general - click, want to start - click, alice to - click, a flame - click, the castle - click, in your heart.

‘hey, doll.’

‘nick!’ whisper jumps to her feet and looks him over. hard to tell how he’s doing, glowing eyes giving away absolutely nothing. he doesn’t wear any signs of fatigue or duress. at least his voice is his own. ‘how are you feeling?’

he brings a cigarette to his lips. doesn’t light it. maybe it’s just about the comfort of it. ‘i’m fine. the doctor told me about my passenger. he didn’t do anything to you, did he?’

with a jerk of her head, she leads him to a side room, empty but for another memory pod and decorated with old paintings on the walls. whisper walks to the middle of the room, her arms crossed. nick’s eyes narrow. ‘alice, if he hurt you - ‘

she raises a hand. ‘we talked. we - really just talked.’

‘you talked.’

even to her ears it doesn’t sound real, and she’s the one that sat with the mercenary. the man that murdered her husband, stole her child. talked. she runs a hand through her hair. ‘do you remember anything?’

‘not a lot after leaving the memory pod.’

‘and before that?’

he stares, frowning. ‘how much do you want me to remember, doll?’

she sighs. too much unraveling. ‘ideally? nothing. i only ask that you don’t talk to anyone about it.’

‘and your friend?’

deacon - ‘especially not him. everything is.. complicated.’

after a moment, he nods. ‘things often are. that little boy, was that your son?’

‘shaun,’ she says on a sigh, her eyes watering. ‘yes, it was.’ happy, reading comics, smiling.

‘not a baby, though.’

whisper frowns. ‘no, i guess - i lost more than i thought.’ two hundred years is two hundred years, but to lose those years watching their son grow up on top of everything?

nick grunts, tucks away the unlit cigarette. ‘can i ask how long you were down there?’

‘this is the real interview, then?’ she tries at a smile. ‘two hundred years.’

‘you were frozen pre-war, then.’

‘the last thing i saw was the bomb drop before the vault elevator took us down.’ she keeps her breathing surprisingly even. but she doesn’t want to talk about more, has to steer this away from her or she might remember that she can’t - ‘now that you know, i have a question of my own.’

‘whatever you need.’

‘are you the real nick valentine? i’m familiar with him, and operation winter’s end, but this - ‘ she waves a hand. ‘i don’t understand how he would be here.’

‘i - ‘ he pauses, trying to collect himself. ‘he was being treated at CIT for PTSD, and they scanned his brain. the institute took those memories and uploaded them into me. kellogg’s weren’t the first memories i’ve had in my head.’

‘i - i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to put you through that again.’

‘the institute is to blame for this one, doll. i’m here to help you, and you aren’t alone.’ she blinks, eyes stinging, and throws her arms around him. just to know that someone else understands that shock of waking up in a different world.

a soft knock on the door makes her step back, and deacon sidesteps into the room. ‘why am i never invited to parties anymore?’

nick looks to her, unsure, so she goes along with it, like they’re who they were before yesterday and she can still look him in the eye. ‘your invite must have gotten lost in the mail,’ as if he understands the postal service. she taps a finger against her chin. ‘did i even mail it? who knows these days.’

deacon pouts. ‘maybe one day i’ll be cool enough for your parties, partner. anyway, i bring word from the commonwealth!’ he announces like a town crier. thankfully, nick prompts deacon to continue. ‘our stalker from last night was... apprehended the other night.’ he looks to her - or somewhere over her shoulder. ‘you remember?’

‘i remember,’ she says, a little too quickly.

deacon shoves his hands in his pockets. ‘hancock’s men killed him. turns out he was a synth. they picked him up going into the rexford.’

‘looking for us,’ she figures. ‘dodged a bullet there. literally.’

nick looks between the two of them, probably deducing where the ‘complicated’ is coming from. ‘well,’ he starts, stepping around deacon toward the door, ‘i’ll leave you two to handle the rest. alice,’ she looks over to him. ‘remember what i said.’

‘thank you, nick.’

he leaves them alone with only their tension to fill the void. though deacon still stands with his hands in his pockets, his shoulders are still held high. whisper, for her part, wraps her arms around her stomach, looking everywhere but at her partner. now, she’s face to face with her shame, her guilt. it’s only been a month since nate’s death - has she been unfaithful in a way? acted in poor taste?

deacon’s likely here to tell her she’s lost her position in the railroad. crossed a line because there were definitely better options in that alley, and she didn’t choose those. instead she gave into the cigarette smoke on her tongue.

maybe she’s the only one worried about it, the only one making a big deal of it, because deacon breaks the silence with a grin. ‘secrets, partner?’

she attempts to mirror the grin. ‘planning our next party, obviously. consider this your invitation.’

‘looking forward to it,’ he says. then, ‘thought you took off without me this morning. went to face the horrors of the glowing sea all by yourself.’ he adds, ‘again,’ almost sternly.

she left before he woke up. leaving a note might have been proper etiquette, but really she just wanted to avoid a morning-after conversation. oh well. ‘didn’t want the radio to wake you up.’ she tunes into the radio. static hisses from the speakers before radio freedom begins to play. the recorded message loops again, calling her to the castle. someone is there who wants to meet with her. repeat.

didn’t take long for them to call her back, so she has to wonder who this person is. not a regular recruit.

‘well, then, what’s the plan?’

she turns off the radio. ‘i have to go see what this is about, obviously.’ she leans back against the wall, feels wallpaper flake off as she shifts. ‘maybe cash in on that brotherhood information, get a set of power armor that can withstand the radiation.’ her suit from the museum of freedom is missing parts and the parts it does have need to be repaired, still. another group could scavenge for new parts -

‘i can hear the gears turning in your head, you know.’ he sighs, eyes the door. ‘in that case, i’ll head back to hq, tell them about our tail, and see if tom’s got anything that can help us in the sea.’

whisper stands up straight. ‘you don’t - you don’t have to go out to the glowing sea.’

‘of course i do. knowing you, you’re going to throw yourself at a deathclaw the size of a skyscraper if i’m not there.’

she huffs. ‘i would not.’ then it hits her: he’s not coming with her to the castle, to the brotherhood.

it’s like he reads her mind in her sudden frown. ‘i shouldn’t show my face too often on that flying tin can or else i’ll have to get a new one.’

‘and i’m so fond of this one, too.’ that gets a genuine smile out of him. ‘i understand.’ not that she wants to. what she wants to do is ask him to stay with her, her singular constant in this new world. but she’s monopolized his time enough. ‘hopefully this whole.. endeavor doesn’t take long.’

‘eager to go swimming? i’ll find you when you’re finished.’

‘go back to your old stalking habits?’

he grins. ‘you leave a trail wherever you go. you’re hard to miss.’

she clears her throat. ‘sure. take care of yourself, okay?’

he looks like he means to move toward her, but instead veers to the door. ‘you, too.’

-

boston seems bigger when she’s alone. without deacon’s constant chatter, she has only herself to talk to, her inner monologue to keep her company. herself and travis on the radio, tearfully talking about how they’re all going to die, the poor guy sounding like he’s two seconds away from a full blown panic attack. lately, she can relate, but she keeps the radio on for white noise, humming along to the songs she knows from before.

travis does eventually report the minutemen taking the castle, along with their influence spreading throughout the commonwealth. she smiles, ‘see, deacon, we’re making a,’ she trails off, ‘difference.’ at least no one can hear her talking to herself. before the war, she would definitely have earned herself some strange looks.

nowadays, there’s no one to even notice her walking down the street. with a sigh, she continues her solo journey toward the castle.

-

water sloshes against her ankles as she walks down the flooded street to fort independence. but where the street used to be littered with moss and seaweed, carried in from mirelurks as they crawl in from the sea, the roads and even nearby buildings have been cleared. whisper jogs the rest of the way up the street and runs into a familiar face near another abandoned building.

‘general! good to see you.’

‘sturges? what’re you doing out here?’

he gestures around to the street, the buildings. ‘preston wanted me to do some tuning up on the area. whole place got hit hard by mirelurks, but preston said you’re turning the whole place into a new settlement?’

‘that’s the goal. maybe some place their families can live, so they’re close.’ like an old military base without the strict military rules. minuteman families and anyone else just looking for a safe place to stay.

‘i get it, boss. they were talking about some lady at the castle needin’ you though.’ he heaves an exaggerated, put-upon sigh. ‘i’ll be cleanin’ up the streets if you need me.’

she nods. ‘then be careful out here by yourself. some mirelurks might still be hiding in the shallows.’

he pats a flare gun on his utility belt. ‘i’m not alone, ma’am.’

-

ronnie shaw recites the history of the minutemen while they clear out more rubble in the general’s quarters. past generals, past battles, the people she’s lead and followed in her time. ronnie wouldn’t be out of place pre-war, dressed in her army fatigues with a beret atop a head of short cropped hair. the way she tells the stories, with a voice rough after years of service but warm enough to relay the fond memories - it makes whisper think she’s done something right drawing her here.

preston says as much as they heave the rubble out of the way. ‘i figure we must be doing something right if ronnie shaw’s come back.’

the woman enjoys talking in the way mama murphy enjoys talking. to be heard and remembered. to pass on her knowledge, whether it be drug induced future-sight or memories of the past. shaw still leads them with purpose, pointing out landmines hidden under scattered pieces of paper even as she notes which general might have left them behind. whisper disarms each one while penny puts them in her bag.

the group skirts around barrels of radiation and weaves through the storerooms of the basement. there are supplies sturges could use for the neighborhood and more food to back their stores. across the storeroom, under the other end of the courtyard, is another side room lined with barrels of gunpowder.

‘just through here. on the other side should be stairs up to the armory.’

‘okay.’ whisper steps through to the other room, preston at her shoulder. they’re greeted immediately with the sound of machinery booting up, low beeps and a sharp hiss of air. whisper draws deliverer and aims at the other end of the room at a sentry bot lifting itself to its full height. ‘what is that?’

ronnie pulls up behind them, her shotgun drawn, before lowering it. ‘that’s just sarge. he was programmed to protect the armory.’

‘so, we’re safe?’ whisper asks, and ronnie hums in agreement.

‘don’t know ‘bout that one,’ penny says, pushing forward, her laser musket buzzing with energy.

‘intruders,’ sarge intones in a deep, robotic voice. ‘leave the area or be met with lethal force.’

‘c’mon, sarge. we’re minutemen. you don’t have to protect anything from us,’ ronnie reasons.

sarge halts with a low series of beeps. ‘minutemen database corrupted,’ he states after a moment. ‘intruders, leave the area or be met with lethal force.’

‘general,’ preston hisses, backing slowly out of the room. ‘we can’t fight that thing in close quarters like this.’

he’s right. the tunnels under the castle are capped with an arched ceiling, and sarge stands as high as the arch, with his body half as wide as the room itself. and then there’s the fact that sarge has miniguns for arms.

‘penny, ronnie, back up,’ whisper commands. ‘we aren’t prepared for this. let’s retreat for now.’

‘the armory - ‘

‘isn’t going anywhere. we come back with bigger guns and we move sarge by force if we have to.’

whisper waits until penny has backed up to the other room to make her own retreat. however, she’s stopped by sarge breaking his repeated warning to leave. ‘database accessed,’ he says suddenly, ignoring whisper raising her gun once more. ‘citizen of the united states, acknowledged.’ sarge lowers his weapons and seems to stand down.

‘what did that thing just say?’ penny peers back through the door.

sarge picks himself up again, provoked to an alert stance. ‘intruder - ‘

‘penny, back up.’ she does, and sarge cools back down. ‘you’ve got to be kidding me,’ she mutters to herself. ‘i’ll see what i can do from here, i guess?’

‘sarge’s terminal is at the back of the room. it’s a shame, but if he’s corrupted, we have to shut him down. the password is... uh,’ ronnie pauses. ‘one if by land. try that one.’

‘okay,’ whisper says slowly, and approaches sarge with as much caution. the sentry bot shifts slightly to follow her, turning on the wheels of its legs. whisper picks up her pace to the terminal at the end of the room.

‘civilian, step away.’

whisper types the password quickly, one if by land, and - nothing.

‘civilian - ‘

‘ronnie, that didn’t work,’ whisper shouts over sarge. he looms over her, one minigun pressing between her shoulder blades.

‘try: for the commonwealth,’ ronnie shouts back.

she’s almost knocked over when sarge whips around to the door, but she takes the distraction for what it is. for the commonwealth - nothing. quickly, she tries two if by sea and... no. ‘not it.’

‘civilian, you have ten seconds to cease this activity.’ nine, eight -

behind her, she hears preston and penny pressing for another password as sarge turns his attention back to her. seven, six, five - ‘okay, okay. united we stand!’

four, three, two - whisper types as quickly as she can, the sound of miniguns spinning up loud in her ears. there - and thankfully the option isn’t difficult to find. one - shut down, sarge.

‘shutting down,’ sarge announces over the pounding in her ears. hands braced against the desk, whisper sighs heavily.

‘general!’ preston runs up to her. ‘jesus, are you all right?’

‘all in a day’s work,’ she says. ‘i’m fine, preston. thank you.’

down a level from sarge’s shutdown option is the key to open the door to the other side of the tunnels. the door swings open to another room, and there they find the long dead body of a previous minuteman general dressed in clothing that wouldn’t be out of place in a museum: a navy blue coat over a dirty white dress shirt, with four stars stitched into the collar. though the late general supplemented heavy coat’s defenses with a custom combat armor chest piece. and there, on the mummified general’s head, is whisper’s true reward.

‘my hat,’ she says lamely, drawing attention from her companions.

preston catches on quicker than the others, bending down and picking the tricorn hat off the body. ‘your hat.’ he chuckles, likely remembering their conversation from so long ago. it fits neatly on her head, but it smells, so she carries it under her arm instead. it can wait until she finds a box of abraxo.

from there, they head back upstairs to find themselves on the other side of the castle’s hollow walls. ronnie flips a switch, and the metal arm blocking the entrance to the courtyard rises. a handful of minutemen gather nearby to be led to the armory.

even whisper’s jaw drops when they get there. shelves full of stockpiled microfusion cells, different kinds of laser muskets, turrets, grenades, and schematics for each. on the back table is another set of blueprints for artillery. ‘there we go. that’s what we’re here for,’ ronnie says around the commotion of the other minutemen moving supplies from the armory.

‘preston, can you get sturges?’ to ronnie, she says, ‘he can put these together in the morning.’

‘good. over there are smoke grenades, you can use it to test the aiming on those old things.’

whisper cants her head. ‘you’re not staying?’

‘i think i’m getting too old for this stuff, you know? not sure if i could have kept up if sarge actually attacked.’ ronnie shrugs.

but whisper can see the reluctance in her. ‘we could use someone like you around here. once people know ronnie shaw’s on board? more people will join the minutemen, and they’ll need to be trained.’

ronnie smiles wide, easily swayed. ‘all right, kid, you got me. i can see you’ve got a good thing going here. hard not to listen to all the tales that kid on the radio tells.’ she sighs, wistful. ‘time to whip these young’uns into shape.’ ronnie makes a show of rolling up her sleeves before walking over to a group of minutemen carrying a crate of ammunition.

‘oh boy,’ comes penny’s voice at her shoulder. ‘what have you done?’ she asks, even as she grins at the sight. the younger minutemen stand up straighter with ronnie at their backs, barking orders.

‘made things more entertaining around here.’ whisper grins.

penny exhales heavily. ‘speaking of entertainment, where’s your shadow?’ at whisper’s furrowed brow, penny clarifies: ‘the one with the bad wig.’

it surprises a laugh out of her. ‘he’s, uh - ‘ her smile fades. ‘he’s working on something else,’ she finishes lamely.

‘trouble in paradise,’ penny surmises. whisper can’t be bothered to correct her, not when sturges approaches soon after. preston doesn’t join them, instead follows ronnie shaw and the other minutemen. she leads sturges over to the artillery blueprints and breaks away from the others as they prepare to work into the night.

chatter that would have kept her awake now acts as white noise while she attempts to fall asleep. no one comes after her; her job is done until the next step with the artillery, and even then they shouldn’t need her help with testing. preston can be trusted to know if a shell hits its target.

whisper presses the heel of her hands against her eyes. sarge recognized her. pulled her from some old database, knew she was out of place. everything coming apart all at once. but she’s one step closer to shaun, and that’s what she focuses on as finally falls asleep.

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OK, June 15

Cover: Jennifer Garner’s miracle baby at 48 

Page 1: Big Pic -- The Bachelor alum Hannah Ann Sluss with a water gun 

Page 2: Contents 

Page 3: Contents 

Page 4: Lori Loughlin and Mossimo Giannulli’s marriage in crisis -- following guilty pleas in the college admission cheating scandal the couple may be headed toward divorce 

Page 6: Amid rumors that Queen Elizabeth will soon hand over reigning duties to her eldest son Prince Charles his wife Camilla Parker Bowles is prepping for an exciting new reality where she will likely ascend to princess consort rather than queen but will still get to enjoy the benefits and responsibilities of a co-ruler 

Page 7: Now that Ruby Rose has left Batwoman after one season because her recovery from neck surgery after an on-set injury has been slow and painful and she frequently disagreed with showrunners and now she’s happy to be back in L.A. and eager to reconnect with the friends she wasn’t able to see when she was filming the Vancouver-based series, with production on Jeopardy! still temporarily halted host Alex Trebek who’s battling pancreatic cancer is worried about his future on the hit game show because his hope was to bank as many episodes as possible before getting too sick to carry on, John Travolta and Kelly Preston’s 9-year-old son Ben is learning to fly and John has an arsenal of private planes he’s using to teach Ben how to fly 

Page 8: When the lockdown began Tori Spelling was excited to spend more time with husband Dean McDermott and their five children but it didn’t take long for the household to turn chaotic and she may be on the verge of a total meltdown, Rande Gerber and Cindy Crawford’s son Presley Gerber seems to be over his rebellious phase of getting face tattoos and DUIs since he got a job at his father’s Malibu restaurant where he met girlfriend Sydney Brooke and things have changed for the better, after years of flying solo Martha Stewart is eager to find herself a man 

Page 10: Red Hot on the Red Carpet -- stars in red ensembles -- Celine Dion, Kate Beckinsale

Page 11: Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Rosamund Pike, Maya Rudolph 

Page 12: Who Wore It Better? Emily Ratajkowski vs. Tessa Thompson ✅, AnnaLynne McCord ✅ vs. Maria Menounos, Hailey Bieber ✅ vs. Tallia Storm 

Page 15: News in Photos -- Jessica Simpson and husband Eric Johnson on their 10th anniversary, Nina Dobrev in Red Rock, Arizona, pregnant Katy Perry gave some cash to a panhandler while picking up food, Margot Robbie eats watermelon 

Page 16: Suit Up -- stars are embracing the warm weather and showing some skin -- Cardi B showed off her massive new tattoo which took several months to complete, Elizabeth Hurley modeled a design from her own line, RHONYC alum Kelly Bensimon accented her swimwear with vintage jewelry for a day at the beach in Palm Beach, Florida

Page 18: Joe Keery on a bike ride, Ricky Gervais and longtime love Jane Fallon strolling around London 

Page 19: Tennis star Novak Djokovic chatting about the upcoming Adria Tour at a press conference in Belgrade, Serbia, Mario Lopez and son Santino, Ellen DeGeneres and Portia de Rossi pick up some takeout food 

Page 20: Nicole Kidman, Kris Jenner and granddaughter True

Page 21: Demi Lovato trying on lots of clothes, Naomi Watts joked that the beautifully optimistic painting on the wall now reminds her of a virus 

Page 22: RHONJ star Melissa Gorga plays video games with her sons Joey and Gino, Reese Witherspoon, Gwen Stefani and Blake Shelton performed together for the season finale of The Voice 

Page 23: Heidi Klum rocked a laid-back look to rehearse for the finale of Germany’s Next Top Model, Pierce Brosnan gushed to wife Keely as they celebrated his 67th birthday 

Page 24: Inside My Home -- Miranda Lambert’s Tennessee estate

Page 26: Ryan Seacrest quietly popped the question to food blogger Shayna Taylor after dating on and off for seven years 

Page 28: Eight months after Riverdale costars Cole Sprouse and Lili Reinhart reunited after a brief split the two have called it quits again with quarantining separately without close physical contact spelling the end for them, as her due date approaches Katy Perry has confessed that the uncertainty of giving birth for the first time especially amid the pandemic has her crying and spiraling a little bit every day but luckily fiance Orlando Bloom has been there to ease her woes every which way he can from making her breakfast to massaging her feet, twice-divorced Kris Jenner is ready to tie the knot with her beau of six years Corey Gamble

Page 30: Cover Story -- Jennifer Garner’s baby surprise

Page 33: Ben Affleck and Ana de Armas’ baby talk -- it may not be long before Ben and Ana welcome a little one of their own 

Page 34: Christie Brinkley answers everything -- the former supermodel is gearing up to tell all about her looks, her life and her rocky romances 

Page 36: Kristen Bell gets real about motherhood -- she opens up about her unconventional approach to parenting 

Page 38: The Hills -- Where Are They Now? Brian Drolet, Audrina Patridge, Whitney Port 

Page 39: Lauren Conrad, Jason Wahler, Jordan Eubanks, Heidi Montag 

Page 40: Interview -- Javier Bardem work in progress -- the Oscar winner opens up about his career, his family and striving for greatness 

Page 42: Fit at Every Age -- 20s Emma Roberts, 30s Gisele Bundchen 

Page 43: 40s Tracee Ellis Ross, 50s Cindy Crawford, 60s Vanna White 

Page 47: Style Week -- Lucy Hale has been named Almay’s latest global brand ambassador 

Page 49: 5 minutes with Denise Richards -- the RHOBH star dishes on her self-care rituals and new skincare line 

Page 50: Fashion -- Take Pride -- Victoria Justice 

Page 52: Beauty -- sexy by summer -- Brooke Burke 

Page 54: Entertainment 

Page 55: Q&A Kristen Doute of Vanderpump Rules 

Page 58: Buzz -- Khloe Kardashian’s latest selfie has everyone doing a double-take because of her dramatically different facial features

Page 60: Hollywood Heat Meter -- Kendall Jenner and NBA player Devin Booker were spotted together on Memorial Day, Lorde came out of hiding to explain that her highly anticipated new album is taking so long because she wants to release something of quality, a former Parliament member estimates that from their wedding day to March 31 of this year the British taxpayer has forked out more than $53 million to provide Prince Harry and Meghan Markle with whatever they want, It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia has become the longest-running live action comedy series in history, Chrissy Teigen is removing her breast implants, these stars got their diplomas later in life -- Bryce Dallas Howard, Quavo, Ashley Judd, Swizz Beatz, Eva Longoria 

Page 61: Sound Bites -- Helen Mirren on being called a sex symbol, Jerry Seinfeld on why he hasn’t done another sitcom since Seinfeld, Halsey revealing how she injured herself, Jennifer Lawrence on drinking wine during quarantine 

Page 62: Horoscope -- Gemini Emily Ratajkowski 

Page 64: By the Numbers -- Cameron Diaz