#fallout harkness

[proserpinewrites]

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Fandoms: Fallout 4, Fallout 3

Relationships: Deacon/Female Lone Wanderer

Additional Tags:  Not Canon Compliant, Slow Burn, Angst and Feels, Post-Traumatic Stress  Disorder - PTSD, and not acknowledging said PTSD until it causes them  PROBLEMS, callout post for deacon and katie being bad at self care

What if Deacon’s little side project ‘Code-name Wanderer’ was actually about…the Lone Wanderer? Ten years on, the girl who saved the Capitol Wasteland is a divisive, legendary figure across the ruined landscape she once roamed. Some blame her for the suffering that the Brotherhood inflicted on the people of the wasteland afterwards, fewer trumpet her achievements and try to turn her into a living myth. The Lone Wanderer herself just wants to have something, anything in life worth living for after losing everything to Project Purity. So when a mysterious holotape shows up in her garden shed with a plea for help from a familiar group, she heads north looking for purpose. She finds far more than she bargained for.

[stoat-party]

[danses-with-dogmeat]

Fallout Characters' Lover's Embrace Quotes -- Extras

(Original ask): Hello 😊 I absolutely adore everything you do for the characters you write for! You get the interactions and such perfect every time I read something new 💕 I have a personal headcanon, not full blown request if you don't want it to be, question for you. If you could romance the companions in New Vegas like in 4, what would some of their lovers embrace quotes be? I love how you think and can't wait to hear what ideas you have for any of the characters ❤ have a good day

So I didn't actually get any requests for these specific characters that I can remember, but I had this in my WIPs folder, and had a good time looking back on them, so here they are!

As always, if you would like me to add any characters to this, please let me know, and I'll be happy to 😊

Also, here's a link to my first Lover's Embrace Quotes post with the FO3 and FNV Companions.

Just a heads up, too, a bit of nsfw below the cut (nothing explicit, but definitely some implicit stuffs).

Fallout 4:

Codsworth: 

“Prepared to face the day, sir/madam?”

“Oh my, now that was exciting!” 

“Your hair, sir/miss. Allow me to fix it for you?” 

“Good morning, sir/madam!” 

“My, you are truly amazing, my sweet.” 

Deacon:

“Whoa, when did you get here?” 

“Up for one more round? No?... Yes?”

“Just another minute. Then we can kick some ass or whatever.”

“Gooood morning! And it is a beautiful day out in the Commonwealth, the weather is looking mighty fine in this– Oh, you’re up? Okay, just making sure.” 

“Up and at ‘em, right boss?” 

“Wow. That was fun.” 

Maxson:

“Sleep well?” 

“I’ll take that over morning drills any day. No, I don’t need you to tell Kells that.” 

“Head’s still swimming…” 

“Don’t make me get up, not yet.” 

“Damn… Incredible.” 

Nick:

“Can’t take my eyes off you….” 

“Ain’t I the luckiest synth there is?” 

“Say… where’d my cuffs get off to, doll? May need ‘em for later.” 

"Well, that's one way to get the coolant pumping." (I know this is already a line of his, but I mean come on. It's too good not to use)

“What do you say, about ready to go?” 

“That sure was somethin’, sweetheart.”

Sturges:

“Mornin’ gorgeous/handsome.” 

“Ain’t nothin’ better than wakin’ up like that.” 

“You really are incredible, you know that?” 

“What a perfect way to start my day… wakin’ up next to you.”

“*whistles* That was somethin,’ baby.”

X6-88:

“Good morning, ma’am/sir.” 

“Awake quite yet?” 

“Damn.” 

“Sleep well, ma’am/sir?”

“I… Didn’t know I could feel like that…” 

Fallout 3:

Mr. Burke: 

“I suppose there are worse ways to wake up.” 

“Care for some coffee?” 

“Just a moment more, sweet one.” 

“Ahh, you vixen/scoundrel.”

“Just turn over. It can’t be time yet.” 

Harkness: 

“Starting our day off right, I see.”

“It can’t really be time to get up, can it?” 

“Mm, good morning…”

“What’re you… Oh? Well, a few more minutes, then.” 

“Babe, have you seen my handcuffs?”

Sarah Lyons: 

“Up and at ‘em. Come on.” 

“Oh, good, you’re finally up.” 

“The others better not have heard us.” 

“Quit your groaning, it’s not that early.” 

“Best to have a shower after all that.” 

Fallout New Vegas:

Benny: 

“Ring-a-ding, baby. Time to rise.” 

“Easy there, squeeze. Save some for tonight.” 

“Can’t be time yet. Stay here awhile, lemme hold ya.” 

“Geeze baby, you wear me out.” 

“24-karate, pussy cat. Just platinum...” 

Colonel Hsu:  

"Right, then... Up we get."

“Well… that was an excellent performance. Top marks from me, private.”

“Rise and shine, love.” 

“Now that was worth waking for at this hour.” 

“Wish we had a few more moments…”

Joshua Graham:

“Just… divine.” 

“Care to pray with me this morning?” 

“Wake up, dear one.” 

“Praise be to Him who lights the sky…” 

“Ahh… still, your love heals me.” 

Ulysses: 

"Be slow, beloved. We can take our time."

“Another sunrise…”

“Time to wake.” 

“So… It wasn’t a dream. Hm.” 

*huffing* “Need another rest after that.” 

Victor: 

“Shoo, didn’t know you had that in ya.” 

“Where to today, pardner?”

“You look like I dug ya outta that grave again, hehe. Only teasin’.”

“Well, how-dy.” 

“Mornin,’ pardner. How’d you sleep?” 

Vulpes:

“Awake at last? Good.” 

“Mm. Expect the same from me tonight, courier.” 

“Ave, amica mea.” 

“Ah, to hear my name sound from your lips… A fine sound this morning.” 

“Expergiscimini. The sun has risen.” 

Yes Man: 

“Wow, Six, that was the best way to start the day!”

“I sure am glad to have you by my side.” 

“Rise and shine!” 

“What a great morning it is!”

“Boy, that sure was fun! Ready to make a difference today?” 

[appropriatelystupid]

thinking about agatha feeling so betrayed by rio, unwilling to listen or reconcile the truth of her role and her passive nature, feeling haunted by death herself, that she hides herself away as soon as she gets the darkhold

but witches still seek the road and who is she to pass up a quick powers boost when they come so willingly into her presence

so for years and years (decades surely, centuries probably) she collects covens and lures them to open the road and leaves them husks in her wake

death comes, as she must, unable to find her love but confronted so clearly by the remnants of her work

and so death becomes the one haunted

[ghostedgrim]

Y'all this election got me fucked up.

Can everyone go into the comments and talk like we're characters in those 2012-2017 wattpad y/n x character fics. I need a bit of ridiculous humor.

[nukacourier]

I should draw doctor richards with his boobs out that'd be fun

[gophergal]

Actually hold the fuck up. Fallout fandom. Why aren't we talking about the parallels of Harkness, Paladin Danse, and Nick Valentine more?

[certified-sleep-deprived]

🩸Masterlist🩸

Bendy and the Ink Machine/Dark Revival

Bendy/Ink Bendy:

Musical! Reader HCS

Twisted Alice:

Allison:

Audrey:

Sammy:

Canon x Canon:

Arcane

Jinx/Powder:

Vi:

Caitlin:

Mel:

Canon x Canon:

Fallout

The Ghoul/Cooper Howard:

Lucy Maclean:

Maximus:

Moldaver:

Piper:

Nick Valentine:

Preston Garvey:

Elder Maxon:

Marvel

Agatha Harkness:

Agatha x Ink Demon! Reader

Agatha x Ink Demon! Reader P2

Agatha Harkness w/ a S/O who self harms

Alice Wu Gulliver:

Wanda Maximoff:

🩸Rules and terms🩸

I DO do canon x canon characters but it will probably be uncommon bc I know alot of people like x reader more

I dont do weird fetishes or kinks

No underage or rape shit

I do write smut but don't flood my inbox with smut requests PLEASE

No incest requests

I will write for au's

I'll add to this as I go on

[oldworldwidgets]

my dear friend @strawberryscorpions made this little doodle of me while i was giving my "fallout 3 is good, actually" presentation (harkness stans rise) so i had to make hot synth shirt real :]

i ❤️ hot synths fr

[proserpinewrites]

Six+ Sentences Not-Sunday

Tagged by @its-a-humanriot, sorry that I took so long to respond. 

Tagging @ellietheewriter, @fuzzydreamin, and @mentatsandsunshine, but only if you have something you’d like to share.

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One day I may finish this, which has the working title of Harkness’ No Good, Bad, Terrible Time in the Mojave. Set in the same universe as you who wish to conquer pain, after Harkness heads west away from the Institute’s reach once Zimmer is sent away from Rivet City.

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The drink must have been drugged, that was his only logical conclusion in the aftermath. Getting tipsy took serious effort with the way he was built, and getting blackout drunk? Hell, he would have had to drink the whole saloon dry and then some. A Courser might have to mingle a little amongst the wastelanders to gather information for a search, so certain allowances were made in their programming and construction to make them blend in. He could get tipsy, but not properly drunk. Most chems and poisons moved through his body like water. He ate and drank like any human, he slept, but could go without all three of those things far longer than any human being in a pinch. After all, it wouldn’t do for the hunter to be hindered by simple physical needs whilst in pursuit of a rogue synth. In testing, Zimmer had found that removing the capacity for pain and the relief of said pain with medication made for a sub-par Courser with an unfortunate tendency to go mad. Med-X worked on his kind, but he had a terrifying tolerance for it.

That jackass in the checkered coat had probably dosed his drink expecting that it would be enough to kill his target. The shooting? Well, that was slapdash and spur of the moment. The move of a man trying to save face and the operation he was running in one fell swoop. At the very least, he was still drugged enough that the wounds he received barely hurt once he crawled out of that shallow grave. His memory went blank for a few blessed days after that. There were very few kindnesses offered to a synth by their maker. This must have been one of those. The elderly wasteland doctor probably expected more gratitude from someone he nursed back from the brink. Instead he got a suspicious glare, one word answers to all of his questions, and Harkness walking out the door with what few possessions that checkered jackass had left him after dumping him in the earth. This man had dug a bullet out of his brain, there was no telling just what he might have seen lurking in the shadows of the Institute’s handiwork. Harkness didn’t intend to find out either. He wasn’t actively bleeding, most of his faculties were intact, and he had a job to do. Well, two jobs now that someone had stolen his damned package.

He needed ammo and other supplies before he headed further into the desert, and someone had helpfully emptied his pockets of caps. So he was going to have to barter, because it was highly unlikely that anyone in this tiny shit-hole of a town had any work worth doing. Supplies, then info if he could get it, and most likely he was going to have to go without basic human amenities for a while. Not for the first time, he cursed Zimmer’s insistence on realism in his prototypes. Older coursers didn’t feel hunger, thirst, or exhaustion. He did, but at Father’s insistence none of those things would actually kill him. Fucking scientists. The general store owner stared wide eyed at him from the moment he stepped in the door, like a radstag caught short by a flashlight beam. This was precisely why he hated small towns. Anything and everything was news, spread around like Brahmin shit on a farm within minutes. That had to be it. Regardless, he didn’t have time for trifling bullshit.

“I need microfusion cells and 5.56 mm rounds.” He said, fishing through his pack for something worth trading. Not stimpacks, he’d need those. Someone had put some Med-X in with his things, probably the doctor who had patched him up. The shopkeeper hadn’t replied in a solid minute, so Harkness looked up at him with a frown.

“You’re the dead guy.” The man said, eyes wide as saucers.

“Do I look dead to you?”

The younger man looked, if anything, even more unsettled than he had before.

“You crawled out of a grave.” He pointed out, blinking owlishly.

Harkness sighed.

Jason Harkness was not a man inclined towards thievery or willful criminal activity. There had been a a time when he had had a deep well of patience to draw from when dealing with humans. That time was so far in his past now that it felt like those past life memories that religious folk and chem addicts babbled about. It would be simpler to pull a gun on the man to get what he needed, faster too. His fellows back at the Institute with their black leather trench coats and curtailed freedom would have chosen that route immediately. Hell, half the human population would too in a pinch. But something in him felt painfully wrong when he transgressed from the brand of morality that he had built for himself, like an alarm ringing directly in his ear for hours or days on end. A twinge in a soul he wasn’t sure that he even had, given his origins. So instead, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes for half a heartbeat like a friend had taught him to do years before. When the irritation passed, he opened them again.

“Listen, I just need to buy some ammo. I’ve gotta check in with my bosses in Primm, figure out who shot me. Can we trade or not?”

Five boxes of unneeded 10mm ammo and one of his few bandannas later, he had enough ammo to feel comfortable heading to Primm. Well, reasonably comfortable. He had a migraine the size of New California and had spent ten minutes nursing a nosebleed as Chet the shop-keep tallied up their trade, but he wasn’t dead yet. You had to take what victories you could in this life, after all.

[stoat-party]

The Gang visits Rivet City

Deacon immediately disappears to go bother Pinkerton. Possibly comes back with a nose job.

Curie is next door checking out Project Purity, pour la science!

Danse is having multiple overlapping existential crises.

Piper is investigating the class warfare between the upper and lower decks.

MacCready alternates between buying drinks for former Lamplighters and hiding from people he owes money.

Preston is geeking out at the Capital Preservation Society. Hancock is with him, making increasingly ridiculous offers to buy the Declaration of Independence.

Danse HATES Harkness’s vibe and can’t figure out why.

Deacon knows why. He says nothing because he thinks it’s funny.

[danses-with-dogmeat]

Choose a favorite character whose name starts with "H"!

(Or a character you just want to see me write for 😁)

If you have any questions on these characters, please feel free to ask!

And if you think of someone who's not listed here that you would like to see, feel free to add a name to the comments/reblogs!

[animeandfun]

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[travellingtribble]

what a nice, well-written morally ambiguous character with a complex story and a smug personality. unfortunately I need him carnally

[its-a-humanriot]

Embodiment of Love

@trashkingnyx did this and it seemed like fun so I’m joining in! tagging @radioactive-synth , @adventuresofmeghatron, @pchberrytea, and @theartofblossoming​ if you want a go!

 💕 RULES: Take this quiz for your OC/ship.

Completing for Billie/Butch and Charon/Harkness!

Billie/Butch: Love as being known

‘[ love is knowing all of someone and loving them anyway ] when tim kreider said “if we want the rewards of being loved then we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known” and when joe wright said “the idea that these two people know each other, knew each other when they first saw each other. that they recognised each other from their future” and when micah nemerever said “it was a relief and a horror to be known so perfectly.” ‘

This is so perfect for Billie/Butch because they both spend a lot of their early life presenting a kind of front to other people to hide behind and then getting under each other’s skin and seeing the parts of each other that other people don’t get to see...like there’s a kind of understanding there before they get together or even before they’re really friends that really pulls the two of them together (pride and prejudice is actually not a bad fit for these two at all...uquiz op you did me a solid)

Charon/Harkness: Love as tenderness

‘[ love as gentleness after a lifetime of cruelty ] when ocean vuong said “sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you’ve been ruined” and when pablo neruda said “like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar” and when anais mitchell wrote “all i’ve ever known is how to hold my own, and now I wanna hold you, too” ‘

ahhhh perfect choice for the two characters who have both suffered immensely at the hands of their oppressors and finding freedom and a sense of self in their own kind of way, and finding comfort and love with each other and experiencing softness for once in their lives 🥺

[rockconsumer]

  Some Fallout sims I made for funzies