#fo4nick

[zirawrites]

Hey! I just looked through your reactions, and I'm in love! However, would I be able to request general headcanons for MacCready, Nick, and Hancock having a small S/O? I know that I'm so short, 5'0", that I get mistaken for a child occasionally 😅😂

Hancock

Is never high when he takes Sole on a date. He knows they’ll try to catch up to him intoxication-wise, and it usually destroys them before the evening is over.

Absolutely melts when Sole wears his jacket. They’re swimming in it. It’s adorable. And when they fuck up some raiders wearing it? He is both enamored and aroused.

Never makes a big deal about having to reach something for them. He knows what it’s like to be judged by physical aspects you can’t control. Hancock is happy to take down supplies on a high shelf or boost them on to a ledge.

Whenever Sole is fussy he puts his giant ass hat on them. He can’t see their face. It frustrates Sole, but at least it shuts them up.

“Don’t mind me. Just admiring the view from up here.”

Once called them “Little Sunshine.” Once.

Got Sole a specially tailored suit that matched his for their birthday. Sometimes when he’s in a rush he accidentally puts on Sole’s. Hancock wore it out for a speech on the balcony and got flustered at the roaring laughter below.

MacCready

Claims he’s bigger so he gets to make the rules. Says this a lot during arguments.

When Sole reaches on their tip-toes to kiss him he feels extremely macho. Mac is a little dude, so being the taller one for a change gives him an ego boost.

The only reason he drapes his arm around Sole’s shoulders when they walk is because he’s afraid if he leans on them instead they’ll smack him. They would, probably.

When Sole is encumbered he doesn’t offer to carry anything. Instead, MacCready just picks up Sole on his back. The heaviest weight Sole can carry is, like, literally nothing MacCready can’t handle.

Lots of forehead kisses

MacCready always thought he liked to be the little spoon, but since Sole is the first partner who has been dramatically smaller than he is, being the big spoon gives him the reassurance that he can protect his loved ones. He always sleeps with Sole entangled in his arms.

Mac likes to watch Sole from afar on missions to give them extra cover. When he loses sight of Sole because they’re behind a bush or something he absolutely loses his shit. Sometimes lets them wear his hat when they go out just so he can see them better.

Nick

“How’s the weather down there?” is his comeback to everything. Everything.

When Nick and Sole solve cases together, he laughs when Sole is forced to crawl through a tiny opening to look for evidence. Makes a sly comment about their ass.

Is the king of offering Sole his coat when they walk Diamond City at night. That is how others know he is in love; Nick hasn’t taken that thing off since he founded the agency. He thinks the way it swallows up Sole and sways in the breeze is romantic.

Hugs from behind in private where he can kiss the top of Sole’s head

Tried to get a child discount ticket to see a pre-war movie at a Drive-In. It worked, and Sole was so mortified they almost walked out. But then they didn’t because they’re in love with Nick, obviously.

Threatens that if they go missing and he has to put their mug on a milk carton people will think they’re literally a run-away child.

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What about a super tall sole for Hancock, Mac, and Nick? I'm sitting here happy at an awful 6 feet and have to look down at most people. The weather up here isn't that great.

Hancock

He doesn’t care that it looks ridiculous when he pushes Sole behind him to defend them. Even though his lover towers over him, he’ll stand as wide as possible to threaten enemies. Sometimes Sole just has to glare over his head at whoever they’re up against and they’ll leave. Sole lets Hancock take the credit.

Enjoys dramatically kissing them from head to toe with little pecks. It takes a while but it’s cute while they snuggle before bed.

Doesn’t mind standing on his toes to endearingly place his hat on Sole’s head. It makes them both giggle.

“Don’t mind me. Just admiring the view from down here.”

Melts when he sees Sole in heels. The taller the Sole, the more badass they look.

When they slow dance at The Third Rail, Hancock is the one who rests his head on Sole’s shoulder.

MacCready

Shouts “Don’t make me come up there!” when they argue

Initially is bashful when Sole has to reach things for him. After a while he’s the one badgering Sole to grab supplies he can’t reach.

Mac is totally the little spoon. He’s never felt anyone as soft and warm hug his back. It puts him right to sleep.

Knows a handful of “long sexy legs” pick-up lines. Can never say them straight when Sole has shorts on because he finds their legs to in fact be long and sexy.

Never understands why Sole rests their head on his lap when they’re on the couch because “darn it Sole you’re just going to complain your legs are cramped.”

Sole can see more of the land when they’re out sniping, so they are almost as good of a shot as Mac. It’s a total turn-on.

Nick

Pity whoever pokes fun at Sole’s height in front of Nick. He’ll have them a crying mess by the end of his rant. Nick has a silver tongue, and it’s his greatest weapon defending Sole.

Whenever Sole and Nick are alone, he likes to check them out by slowly moving his yellow eyes up and down their body. He shoots Sole a lopsided smile that drives them wild. But only in private. Nick is a gentleman.

Calls them a “tall glass of woman/man” whenever he picks them up for a date

If it rains and he needs to put his jacket over both their heads, Sole is the one who has to hold it up

Sole sits on his knee when they’re in his office. They can’t lay their head on his shoulder, so they settle their chin on his bald head. Nick thinks it’s adorable.

[zirawrites]

4 + 5 for both Preston, Nick, and Deacon but 13 and 16 for your OC

Send me a character + a number and I’ll tell you my headcanons

You sent me the fluffiest ones, I was so excited to write this!

4. Best places to kiss on their body

Deacon: Anywhere you could do it secretly in public. As the self-proclaimed master of disguise, Deacon loves being pulled in to a hug and then being nibbled on his neck. Whisper close to his ear and as you’re pulling away, peck his nose. He always manages to blush and give away the act.

Nick: He’s old-fashioned. When Nick wants to be kissed, he likes doing it with his lips. The second best is hand kisses like the pre-war movies. He loves picking his date up by gently taking their hand and planting his smooth, pale lips to it. Doing it in return makes his synthetic heart melt.

Preston: If you want to be sweet, take Preston’s hat and kiss his forehead. He’s already frazzled by the theft. Catching him off-guard and letting him know you’re just teasing puts him in a good mood. But if you want to turn him on? Anything below the neck. Resting your head on his shoulder as you lounge on the couch? Kiss his chest. Laying on his lap? Kiss his thigh. He isn’t used to that kind of attention, and instantly becomes flustered.

5. Guilty pleasures

Deacon: He’s secretly a huge foodie. Deacon would never let anyone go hungry if he can help it, but if he knows HQ is well-stocked and all the safehouses have groceries, he’ll sneak up to the roof and eat a can of beans or munch on some Fancy Lads. Dez always catches him with powder on his mouth. He tells her its gunpowder because he’s a manly man. No one is fooled.

Nick: Mystery novels. Nick loves reading. It’s part of his job, and the majority of his leisure (when he has it). There are a few post-war mysteries that interest him, but he prefers the ones before the war. Anything from Sherlock Holmes to a sci-fi murder-mystery on an alien planet. If it has a rugged detective and a pretty woman, he’s hooked.

Preston: He will never, ever admit it, but Preston pretends he is General of the Minuteman. When Sole is off saving the world, they always put Preston in charge of the castle. He acts exactly how he always does - kindness and an open mind - but has an extra pep in his step. He holds his head a little higher. His posture is straighter. There is a huge chance he is imagining himself in Sole’s General coat.

13. What gets them flustered

Draper: Having quicker wit or a smarter mouth than she does. Draper doesn’t need to be the smartest person in the room, but she usually is. She can’t help being the only one who went to an actual law school. So if you manage to one-up her in a dick measuring contest, she’ll fall silent. She isn’t brooding over her loss. She’s just thinking whether she should compliment your achievement or draw her gun.

15. What it takes to make them cry

Draper: The first time Draper cried in the Commonwealth was when she lost Shaun. As the floor to the vault rose to the surface, she found herself wiping heavy tears on her vault suit sleeve. The second was after the Institute fell. She grabbed a bottle of wine, headed up to the church roof, and bawled her eyes out. 

Draper cries when she has failed someone she loves. She would do the same if a companion died on her watch. She feels uncharacteristically responsible for the well-being of others that it becomes crippling. It keeps her awake at night. It makes her chew her nails and pull her hair and kill people who didn’t deserve it. If you see her crying, someone has just died, and someone else is going to pay for it.

[zirawrites]

Headcanons: Hancock loves to sing when he's extremely drunk/high (particularly "I don't Want to Set the World on Fire".) Deacon is actually a pretty good chef (he makes a mean Deathclaw Omelette) Nick likes to write short stories in his spare time. Codsworth takes Dogmeat out for walks all around the Sanctuary. Cait loves working in the garden (she finds it calming, a nice change from the loud Combat Zone.) She also has PTSD from her terrible childhood, most nights she can't sleep comfortably

*Dylan Marron voice*: There’s a lot to unpack here.

Hancock absolutely sings when he is high. He does duets with Magnolia. She loves it because he’s the only inebriated guest that doesn’t try to harass her when she pulls him on stage. Hancock’s a romantic rascal, but he is a ghoul who respects boundaries.

Nick has always been a short story writer. He isn’t sure if his pre-war self had that hobby, but he likes to claim it’s his own. Sometimes he lets Ellie read them, but lately he has been stashing his stories away. When he left one out, Sole had a peak. They sheepishly put it back in his desk. Never brings it up to Nick. The stories were about their adventures together. Sole is touched.

You bet your ass Codsworth walks Dogmeat. He sometimes calls him “the young pup.” Enjoys watching Dogmeat scavenge junk for Sole to make use of in Sanctuary. Loses his shit when Dogmeat rolls around in dirt.

I think Cait would be perfect to tend to the garden. Sole had to talk the job up as something more masculine. They told Cait only the strongest could work the fields. Cait knows why Sole gave her such a tedious job, and is secretly grateful. It’s the only time she hasn’t bitched about Sole’s authority.

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deacon/nick/maccready traveling to the institute with romanced Sole, only to find a synth that looks and sounds exactly like their dead spouse

I hope you meant they found a synth that looks like the COMPANION’S dead spouse! If not, please let me know. That is what I interpreted because of the specific companions you chose.

Deacon: For the first time since he fell in love with Barbara, Deacon could let his guard down. Sole had proved themselves time and time again to be a beacon of light in all the shit the world handed them. He could tell Sole his deepest secrets. He didn’t need to look over his shoulder. Hell, he even held Sole’s hand in public at HQ. Desdemona had to pull him aside and make sure Sole wasn’t pressuring him to show affection.

The truth was that Deacon wanted to let his guard down around his partner. He had pushed all his vulnerabilities for so long that even an escaped sigh whenever Sole brushed their fingers against his made him walk on air. That was why when Sole asked him to travel to the Institute with them, he did it without hesitation. Part of him was curious to see them monstrosity in person. The other part would have done anything for Sole without question. That was trust.

After meeting Father, he showed the two around. Deacon wanted to play it cool. He didn’t want to put a target on Sole’s back, so he pretended they were all business. When Father escorted Sole in to his office for a talk, Deacon found himself wandering the facility.

He was watching a group of synths talk in the hallway when the female one turned around to leave. They made eye contact, and she smiled kindly before continuing on her way. It was Barbara.

Well, not the Barbara he had lost years ago. But another synth of the woman he loved. And as she faded from his view, Deacon forced himself to walk away. He wasn’t that farmer who wanted a child. He wasn’t that murderer searching for a purpose. Deacon was Sole’s, and the tears running down his face confirmed the truth. He quickly took off his shades to wipe them away.

MacCready: The sniper didn’t even want to go to the Institute in the first place. Hell, he begged Sole to reconsider going at all. It seemed like an unnecessary risk when the two could be safe and cozy in their shared home. The ghost stories of the Institute were enough to scare him away, but not his fearless Sole. And since there was no way he would let them go alone, MacCready reluctantly packed up his gear and headed out.

Father was showing them the latest batch of synths the Institute had created. It made MacCready sick to see them dolefully staring back at him. There was no telling what they were capable of, and it left him with a sour taste in his mouth.

He was just about to excuse himself when the last synth in the row looked… familiar. MacCready walked away from Sole to get a closer look. And there, standing at attention and not recognizing who he was, was Lucy.

“You sick son of a bitch!” MacCready shouted, and lunged at Father. He had forgotten that anyone else was in the room besides the abomination the Institute had created and the man responsible. Sole tried to hold him back, but a dozen coursers filed in to the room within seconds. Sole realized one of the synths had upset him, but wasn’t sure why. “You stole her identity! You stole my wife!” MacCready was sobbing as the coursers tore him from the room. Sole was left to stare at her son in horror. She wasn’t sure what that meant for the future of her relationship, and just how far Shaun was willing to go to achieve his goals.

Nick: “You know what would make this easier?” Nick asked as Sole ushered him in to the teleporter. “Hang a sign around my neck. In big, red letters spell out: I’m a run-away synth. I think it would save us the trouble of the Institute bringing me in.”

Sole just rolled their eyes. It was risky bringing Nick with them, but he was the only one Sole completely trusted not to tell other factions what Father was up to. The Brotherhood, Railroad, and Minutemen were foaming at the mouth to take her son down. With Nick, she could approach the situation with a level head.

Once inside, Nick began to remember what it was like being a slave. He had the memories of a man who wasn’t him. A stolen identity. And to the Institute, an experimental property.

Sole took his arm to keep him focused, but he couldn’t help watching the gen-3 synths. He wished he looked more human. It would put people at ease. Maybe Sole would be a little more attracted to him. Maybe…

One of the gen-3 synths looked back at him, and Nick stopped dead in his tracks. Sole asked him what was wrong, and looked at the synth he stared back at. “That’s my girl,” he said softly. “I mean, she was once. To Nick Valentine. But I suppose now we’re not anything. Two people whose past identities once loved each other. Makes my head hurt.”

When Sole asked if Nick wanted to talk to her, he refused. He knew there was a Mr. and Mrs. Valentine somewhere in the afterlife that had reunited a long time ago.

[zirawrites]

Headcanon: Nick hums sometimes. Maybe it's the song he used to dance with Jenny to or maybe a tune he liked from the radio some centuries ago...

Send me your headcanons!!

Ellie Perkins forgot her coat again. She hurried along the alleys of Diamond City as the night rain began to pick up. There was a chance Nick was still working, and she would hate to hear another one of his lectures. Yes, she knew it was irresponsible to leave things behind. No, she wouldn’t try to sneak away ten minutes early to make it home before a storm again.

She slowly pushed the door open and slipped through the small opening. Nick’s back was turned, and Ellie tried to make it up the stairs without him hearing her. Thankfully, Nick’s radio was playing so loud he hadn’t heard her come in.

“Here and there, everywhere, scenes that we once knew. And we all just recall memories of you…”

The Ink Spots sang through Nick’s radio, and he lazily tapped his fingers on his knee to the rhythm. It stopped Ellie in her tracks. Even though Nick had his back turned to her, she could feel his sadness. She assumed he was frowning.

Nick softly sang the next lyric. “How I wish I could forget those happy yesteryears… that have left a rosary of tears.”

Ellie had never heard Nick sing. She didn’t even know he listened to Diamond City radio. The truth was, Nick had heard this song before. In another life. In another body. As another person. 

She silently let him finish the song before kissing him chastely on the forehead and promising not to leave the office early again.

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I have a headcanon about Nick's singing voice. That he much sounds like Hugh Laurie when he sings, not that he does it often but if he finds on a song on the radio that he likes that he'll sing along softly. ('Kiss of Fire' is my favorite one of his)

I had to look up Hugh Laurie because I’ve never heard of him before. I loved the duet in “Kiss of Fire”! It sounded like Nick and Curie putting on a performance at a talent show or fundraiser in Sanctuary. The audience was a handful of Minutemen and settlers raising money for more supplies. No one expected Nick and Curie to team up, but when they did they stole the show. 

[zirawrites]

I have a headcanon that pre-war Nick Valentine loved to dance. At any sort of public function you’d find him sweeping a girl off her feet on the dance floor (which may or may not have been how he met Jenny). This love continued into post-war Nick, though he’s more reserved about it thanks to him being unsure whether HE likes it, or because old Nick did. Needless to say when he does occasionally dance, he has a huge smile on his face the whole night.

^^^^^ that’s hilarious!

Oh man, Nick likes it. I think he feels guilty for sharing common interests with pre-war Nick. He wants to be his own man, but obviously he can’t help sharing his entire personality with someone else.

Nick always dances with multiple women throughout the night. But he never takes one home. He’s a gentleman.

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Nick's coat is smelly bc he never takes it off or clean it. Smelly boi verry smelly boi

For every headcanon you send me I get [ +1 ENDURANCE ] against my migraine

I always assumed Nick is immaculate; his coat is freshly pressed (for wasteland standards) and for being the first of his kind, he has little rust to show for it.

My other theory is that he has a closet full of the same tan trench coat. Like 30 of them. Ellie isn’t allowed to see it because she’ll ask Sole to set up an intervention. Again.