#survior stairs

[rabbitcruiser]

The National September 11 Memorial & Museum opened to the public on May 21, 2014.  

[thelemoncoffee]

My mom and i watched the pilot for a sitcom called Ghosts together a while ago and it was surpisingly good. (i actually googled it, and apparently we were watching the american version, the original is british. funky)

The plot makes for a great au concept.

So, imagine like- the one of the V3 survior trio members inherited this old ass mannor, and the whole thing is just fucked to shit and really needs repairs. After getting there and looking around, the trio get into a fight about the condition of the manner and if they should even bother trying to fix it, which is cut short by Shuichi slipping and falling down the stairs- almost dieing.

this near death experiance results in him being able to see the many ghosts that inhabit the manner, them all being from different eras(and are the rest of the V3 cast) , which takes him forever to get the girls to believe. natrually hyjinks insue as they all try to work through this

that is quite literally the plot of the sitcom but slightly tweeked to better fit the living characters' differences to the actual leads.

apparently according to my mom- cause i cut in about half way through and didn't see this- all the ghosts in the actual show have unique powers that only they can do. like, the singer can make sounds the living can hear, and the buisness guy can touch things to knock them over- so the same thing would apply to the V3 cast here. What their special abilites are is beyond my tired brain though.

[serenity-songbird]

(Serenity no feel good today. 😭😭😭 So I haven't done requests, but I still wanted to post something. Here is the 2nd chapter of Germany's Multiverse. I had already finished so here you go. 🤗🤗🤗)

Previous Chapter

Exercise. Excercise. Exercise. That's all he ever did nowadays. While it did do good for his figure, his mind was not in good shape. He had to get his mind off of you. It was driving him nuts.

   Still, no word of you or Alfred had passed. Jessica was in bad shape. She had already lost both of her parents, she couldn't lose you too. Not to mention, somewhere between all this time, Jessica had fallen in love with Alfred, but opted to tell him when he got home. That chance was now looking thin and it was tearing her apart. By now the others knew that they had no chance now and the competition for her heart had ended. Alfred being the winner.

   Arthur and Matthew had worried about Alfred too, being his brothers and all. Sometimes, Ludwig would hear Arthur in the basement saying words in a language he didn't recognize and some english words asking for the safety of his younger sibling. Weird smoke would also come out at the bottom of the door. He never bothered to ask or check...

He knew Gilbert, Feli, and Kiku were worried about him. Gilbert had been trying to get him to go out and relax, but he could never be bothered. Feli tried to comfort him with food but it never worked. Kiku would try to get him to talk about it, but he didn't want to be a bother. All coping methods failed.

   He looked at the calendar. October 3rd, 20XX. A month after he sat on the bench and replayed his moments with you. He breathed out and went to take a shower. Putting on a pair of jeans and a button up t-shirt. He got ready for the picnic.

   Jessica, trying to distract herself, planned a picnic for everyone in the complex hoping to lighten the mood. The weather was still nice and not too cold out. With the fall colors mixing with a clear blue sky and freshly mowed and raked lawn, the scenery was beautiful. You would have loved it.

   Jessica had certainly grown up since you'd been gone. She had cut her hair to a Bob cut and wore more mature clothes. The haircut was definitely a surprise since she always had long hair since she was a child. Said she wanted a change of pace. It was fitting for her. You'd be proud of the woman she'd become.

   Everyone had gone outside to enjoy the picnic laughing and joking with each other. He had gone inside to get a breather. Turning on the TV, Kelly Soza was on talking about the end of the war between Iraq. 2 weeks ago, Seal Teams 3 and 6 and a group raided the enemy prison. The army folks that were captured and tortured were saved. Together, all soldiers had brought down the central base during a meeting and destroyed it. All the men leading the war were killed. Iraq surrendered shortly after. While other people were out celebrating their family and friends coming home he was stuck wondering why you and Alfred couldn't be part of it.

   He couldn't be happy about the victory. You were on seal team 5 and you sent in a letter saying they were sending you to a camp out of the way of the central base to eliminate some targets and rescue American hostages. So there was no way you were part of that. Besides that same camp was found to be blown to bits. No surviors. Only god knows how it all went down. He had to face the truth.

   He turned off the TV before they could announce the people who took them down. He didn't want to hear it. Not when he knew you and Alfred wouldn't be called. He sprawled up on the couch.

   Some time had passed before there was a knock on the door. This is an apartment complex for goodness sake. Why was someone knocking on the door to the entrance leading to the stairs and hallways leading to all the common spaces in the building. Can't somebody have the brains to ring the doorbells listing the countless apartment numbers and the names of those who live there? Honestly...

   He groaned and got up anyway to open the door.

   "Zis is an apartment complex. If you are looking for somevone specific I'd recommend ringing the buttons on the wall to your left next time." He rubbed his eyes in frustration not even glancing at the person who knocked.

   "Well, I guess I'm lucky you answered then, specific somevon I've been looking for." A familiar voice chipirly mocked him. He froze and immediately looked down. Eyes going wide and teary he stared.

   "(Y-Y/N)? Please tell me I'm not dreaming." You In all your glory smiled up at him lovingly.

   "Hmmm. I don't know. Let's check." You pinched him with the hand that wasn't in a bind. He cried out in pain retracting his arm and rubbing the area. "You're not dreaming!!!" She put her right hand on her hip and beamed. He processed this for a moment before being overcome with emotion and pulling you into a strong hug, Shaking.

   "Y-your here. You are really here. Haha...I-I thought- Ven you didn't send letters I thought you had been-" He hugged tighter. "You're finally home..."

   "L-Ludwig. You know I love you so much and I've been waiting for this moment...a very long time, but...c-could you be a bit more gentle? I'm not in the best condition right now." He pulled away worried he hurt you. Taking a step back he examined you and his eyebrows furrowed. You looked away and bit your lip.

   You left arm was thrown into a sling. From what he could see from you t-shirt, your chest was wrapped in bandages. You had a slight limp and your body was littered with bruises and scratches. You had dark circles under your eyes and a permanent wincing expression. You were in a lot of pain. Suddenly, you lurched backwards unable to stand anymore. He went to catch you but a pair of strong arms behind you caught you around the waist instead.

   "Woah!!! Dudette!!! I told you to stay in the truck while I got the wheelchair ready. The doctor said your in no condition to walk by yourself!!! Heart surgery is no joke you know. You're a Corpsman. You should KNOW THAT!!!" Alfred placed you in the chair and you growled at it.

   "I don't want to be in this thing."

   "Too bad. You keep having dizzy spells and this is what happens. I don't want to go back to the hospital because you hit your head when you fell." Alfred crossed his arms and lectured you. Ludwig was surprised at that fact Alfred was the one lecturing you more than the one that Alfred was alive.

   While Alfred was in better shape than you, he still looked to be in bad condition. Like you, he had cuts and bruises all over his body. His face had a permanent scar over his left cheek and a busted lip and black eye. He wore a boot on his left leg and held a pair of crutches. After examining him as well. His words sunk in.

   "Heart surgery?" Alfred turned to him.

   "Oh Luddy!!! What's up dude??? Long time no see!!! But yeah after (Y/N) shot the Iraqian general, one of the younger soldiers sent a bullet right through her heart. It was lucky we had called ahead of time and were taught how to keep her alive, otherwise she wouldn't have made it." Ludwig's worry increased.

   "I thought you were on Seal team 5. It was seal teams 3 and 6 that took down the central base." You pouted and Alfred laughed. He stood there bewildered.

   "Hahaha!!! I-I told you your 6s looked like 5s. 'Oh no it doesn't' you said. 'He'll be able to tell' you said. Yeah bullshit!!!" He hmmphed.

   "Shut up. I'm done with you. I want to go inside. I'm hungry." You sniffed the air. "Ooohhh. Speaking of food what is that smell??? Is it BBQ???" Alfred perked up.

   "BBQ? Like hamburgers, hot dogs, and steak? Count me the f in. Let's go!!!" He went to push you inside and you put on the brakes.

   "No no no!!! Don't push me!!! When your excited you push to hard and fast and I'll fall and die!!! I want Ludwig to push me!!!" Alfred pouted.

   "You're over exaggerating."

   "I absolutely am not." You held out your arms to Ludwid like a child would. "Looove. Push me. Pleeease???" After watching their interaction with curiosity for a bit, Ludwig stepped over to you and caressed your face.

   "Alright liebling." He was being more gentle and cautious with you then ever before. "You're going to have to explain to me just vat happened zhough." You saluted.

   "Roger that!!!" He rolled his eyes at your salute but pushed the chair reguardless.

He pushed you inside and towards the backyard. Alfred wasted no time in swinging open the backdoor and standing in his 'hero pose.'

   "I SMELL BBQ!!! WHOEVER IS GRILLING, COOK ME UP SOME BURGERS STAT!!!" You kicked him. "Oh yeah. PLEASE!!!" All at once the festivities stopped and everyone stared at Alfred, Ludwig, and yourself. You tried to sink into the chair not liking the attention. Ludwig attempted to console you. Jessica covered her mouth and tears poured out of her eyes.

   "HAHAHA!!! I SEE YOU CAN'T HELP BUT STARE AT THE AWESOME HERO AND HIS SLIGHTY LESS AWESOME SIDEKICK."

   "Slighty less awesome-??? Who you calling a sidekick???"

   "AFTER AN ALL OUT BATTLE WITH THE IRAQIANS IN THE CENTRAL BASE THE HERO WAS VICTORIOUS!!! SO WORRY NO MORE. I HAVE ARRIVED HOME!!!" A sudden gust of wind blew his hair back.

   "I was the one who shot the general."

   "Yeah well I shot the leader so nyeh" he stuck he tongue out at you. You shook your head and rolled you eyes.

   All at once again, you three were crowded around everyone in the backyard welcoming you home. Tears were shed, shenanigans between the boys ensued, and a sister reunion commenced. There were also many kisses shared between you and Ludwig. (Secretly of course, since Ludwig hates PDA). Alfred had an all-you-can-eat buffet. Unlike him, you had a small yet satisfying meal. You and Alfred tooks turns telling the story of what happened.

   "So there we were, guns blazing trying to rescue the hostages. (Y/N) was behind me firing whenever I had to reload. We won of course and loaded the now free Americans onto a jeep and they were taken somewhere safe. All of a sudden the camp just exploded!!! Bombs going off left and right!!! It was a miracle we even survived. Those who lived were taken hostage and tortured everyday." Aflred stood on the table giving his part of the story. You continued on.

   "But we never gave in!!! No matter how badly they beat us we would never surrender. One of our men was able to speak their language so using him we pieced together what they were saying and found out their plans. We found a hole in the prison where they kept us and since I  was the only one who fit I would crawl through. I created a map of where everything was and we studied it. Keeping track of time by the small window we figured out their schedules. We had an hour period to sneak out and find out more information. They were holding a meeting with all the big guys in charge and would all be present that day. The day before I sent out a message in the communications room and sent our location and our plans to our base nearby."

   "We fought back with our bare hands at first, then stole the enemies weapons once we took care of em. BLAM!!! BLAM!!! BLAM!!! Round after round after round we fought. I kicked open the door to the conference room and shot the leader right in the face!!! (Y/N) came up from behind me and shot the general. The other men took out the rest. By then, reinforcements had arrived and we were saved. Unfortunately, one of the younger soldiers came in and shot (Y/N) right in the middle of her chest. We did everything we knew how to keep her alive. Luckily, we didn't have to wait long for medics to come and take her away. They managed to stabilize her and save her life. Which is great!!! I dont want you to be dead." Alfred patted her head.

   "Wow, thanks." You brushed it off. "However, a heart injury is a serious one. I'll be honorably discharged from the force once all the paperwork is done. I can't do a lot of what I used to without putting strain and it and risking further complications. So you all will need to be patient with me because this is going to be hard. I'm sorry." Ludwig squeezed your shoulder.

   "Ve...It must've been~a so scary for you. I'm sorry you had to suffer through that." Feli frowned.

   "Of course we'll be patient with you, Poppet. You don't need to ask." Arthur nodded in your direction.

   "We are here if either of you need anything. We are glad you are home." Matthew smiled softly.

   "Hai, no need to apologize (Y/N)chan." Kiku bowed to you.

   "At least the potato bastard will~a be in a better mood now. Sick and tired of his mood swings." Lovino took a bit of a tomato.

   "Sí...Thank goodness." Antonio nodded in agreement.

   "Do not worry your pretty little head. I will make you some (Russian soup) and maybe later you will become one with Russia, da?" Ivan materialized behind you. You sweatdropped.

   "Uuuhhhmmm.."

   "STAY AWAY FROM HER YOU COMMIE BASTARD!!!" Alfred jumped in and began brawling with Ivan. Ludwig pulled you closer to him. Gilbert got behind Ludwig and put an arm around him.

   "I guess his means no welcome home sex for a vhile, huh Vest???" Ludwig proceeded to strangle Gilbert for his comment. You blushed.

   "Honhonhon."

   "Ai-ya!!! Will you stop that!!!" Yao jumped as the French man appeared out of nowhere.

   "Jessica, you've been quiet this whole time, something on your mind???" You inquired, worried. Jessica bit her lip. Alfred stopped fighting and immediately ran to her side. You had noticed a look of dejection on the other men when Alfred took her hand. While they were concerned, nobody crowded around her like they used to.

   "I-I was so worried about you two." You tilted your head and frowned at how her voice cracked. "I'm so happy your okay, but knowing what you had to go through...It makes me so sad. I-I wish you didn't have to go through that." You turned away and clenched your shirt where your heart was. It hurts to know she and the others had to go two months without contact not knowing whether you were alive or not. You wished she didnt have to go through that. Alfred's face softened. Despite being away from her for so long,  the love he felt for Jessica never faded a bit. It only grew stronger. Just like your love for Ludwig.

   "Hey," Alfred started in a soft voice that was rare for him. "You know I would never let myself or (Y/N) leave you like that. Yeah what we went through sucked, but we are strong enough to pull through it. I am the hero afterall. Nothing can bring me down." Alfred gave Jessica his famous Hollywood smile. You think you saw his teeth sparkle too. You wanted to say something to her as well, but your words were caught in your throat when you saw the look on your sister's face.

   There was an emotion there you've seen before. An emotion that scared you. Yet, you looked over at Ludwig and your fear faded. You took Ludwig's hand and squeezed. He looked at you, concern written on his face. You simply smiled at him and kissed his cheek making him blush in return. If you, a stubborn hard-headed woman, could find the good in being in love then it's time to let your sister find it herself too. Besides, you trust Alfred and got to know him very well. So you know he'll treat her good. (Or he'll have to deal with YOU).

   Jessica rushed in to give Alfred a hug and held him closely. He blushed and held her back breathing in her scent. By then some of the guys knew what was happening and decided to head back inside with hurt written all over their face. But as long as she was happy, so were they.

   "I-I w-was a-afraid I w-wouldn't get to tell you t-that I'd fallen madly in love with you, Alfie!!!" She hiccups in between her words and squeezed him harder. Alfred froze not expecting that.

   "Y-you what?"

   "I-I love you." She breathes in a quiet whisper. Alfred's eyes are wide and he carried a shocked expression which turns into the biggest grin. He spins her around almost falling because of his leg. He laughs and she joins him.

   "I'm in love with you too!!!" He cries happily and let's her down. "Oh, I'm so so in love with you..."  He grabbed her face gently kissed her passionately. She gladly kisses back. You sigh still a bit worried, but happy for them.

...

   They are still kissing...

...

   Really going at it...

   ...

   He just stuck his tongue in her mouth!!!

   "OKAY!!! THAT'S ENOUGH YOU TWO!!! KNOCK IT OFF!!!" You bellowed.

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*10 months later*

   "Huff...Puff...Haaa..." You wheeze trying to catch your breath. You puff your chest out and hold your hands behind your head to open your lungs more. You had managed to sneak away from Ludwig for a little bit. Ever since your heart transplant he's been hovering over you like a shadow. Alfred and your sister were no better, but at least you were able to sneak away when they would get lovey dovey. You were finally in better condition to start exercising again. You just had to pace yourself and be really REALLY careful not to overexert your body. You growl in frustration.

   "Why does it still have to hurt so much!?!?!? I only ran half a mile and I'm so exhausted. Uuuggghhh. I remember when I was able to do 5..." You sigh. "Well, there's not...toooooo much harm in running a little more. Pushing myself to the limit Is how i got so good anyway. What could happen???" You're too eager to start exercising again to acknowledge the fact that you DO know what could happen. Before you could take a step a chill runs down your spine.

   "Vhat could happen, huh???" You freeze, deadpanning. You feel an ominous dark shadow with red pissed off eyes crossing his arms and radiating with anger. You slowly creak your head to look behind you, sweating. "Oh, I don't know, you cooould POTENTIALLY DAMAGE YOUR HEART!!! OR, I don't know, HURT YOURSELF. VHAT ZHE HELL ARE YOU ZHINKING FRAU!!!" Your hair flies behind you as he bellows in your direction. You feel yourself shrink.

   "Oh hello dear. I was juuust taaaking a stroll around the gaaarden and, um, you know pace myself and enjoy the scenery." You smile innocently, but he can sense the nervousness wavering in your voice. He narrows his eyes.

   "Do you zhink I'm a fool? I'M NOT STUPID I KNOW VHAT YOU WERE DOING!!! VHY MUST YOU ALVAYS BE SO STUBBORN DO YOU UNDERTAND VHAT COuld happen if yo-" His voice gets quieter until you tune him out. He's lecturing you about the same stuff he always does. You appreciate the worry and you love him for it, but geez some space would be nice.

You will always be grateful to him of course. He has taken such good care of you since you came back. Cooked for you, helped you clean, helped you get from place to place, helped you bathe (You said he didn't need to, to which he INSISTED. You pretty sure he just wanted to...you know). He never wavered when you threw up on him after the surgery due to the anesthesia or when you would cry from PTSD or pain. He was always there.

   You treasured him with all your being as he treasured you. You know he's just worried. You suddenly take a sharp deep breath and hold your chest. You didn't properly cool down after running so your body lurched forward. You breathed in and out as you were taught calming yourself down and relaxing. In the midst of it Ludwig caught you and began panicking.

   "Are you okay!?!?!? Do we need an ambulance!?!?!? Vhat happened!?!?!?"

   "Your worrying gave me a broken heart."

   "Zat is not funny!!! Now is not a time to joke." You always try to find the humor in dark situations.

   Before he could lecture you more, you softly and sweetly held your left pointer finger to his lips. Your wedding rings shining brightly in the sunlight.

   "Lo seinto, mi esposo. I sincerely apologize for worrying you. I'm fine. I wasn't able to properly cool down so I just had to calm myself a bit. It's okay. I'm sorry for running without you there to watch over me. I just...miss being able to go for a run and just enjoy the wind on my face. All I want is to get better and...be able to continue my love of excersise. Please don't be mad." You left your finger dance on his chest as you give him the doe eyes he can't resist. You see him falter. You see him narrow his eyes in thought before he grunts and runs his fingers through his hair pulling it back. It is what he always does when he is frustrated.

   "Mein gott. Vhat am I going to do vith you? I swear you are the most exasperating vife." He rest his hands on your cheek after his finger trail down through your hair. "Hartnäckige Frau. (Stubborn Woman)." You smile at him and giggle putting your small hands over his large one.

   "Ich liebe dich, Ludwig."

   "Ich liebe dich auch, liebling." He pulls you into a kiss holding you tightly. You grip his shirt and press into him more. You know that wherever you go he will always be right there beside you and you will for him. Forever and always.

~Fin~

[thejoeisthejoe]

Whumptober - No. 16 - ON A NEED TO KNOW BASIS

Episode: Sole Survior Warnings: Talk of PTSD. Notes: Nancy appears. Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea to hurt Joe.

“Frank Hardy, I know something is going on!” Nancy exclaimed as she tried to peek into the door behind him. “You stopped calling me after you got home from Hong Kong. Why haven’t I seen Joe?”

Frank glared at her trying to get her to be quiet, the last thing he needed was his brother waking up in a panic at the noise. “N-Nancy, please. Be quiet.”

“Oh so now I’m not even allowed to speak?”

His glare hardened as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her off the porch as he closed the door completely behind him. He pulled her to the edge of the driveway. “You’re allowed to speak just not so loud.”

“And why not!? What aren’t you telling me?” She pulls away from him, starting to get worried. She had received no phone calls, letters, updates or anything since they left for Hong Kong. She could feel it in her gut. Something bad had happened.

Frank took a deep breath trying to compose himself. He really hadn’t voiced this to anyone outside of the family. “J-Joe... Joe is recovering.”

“From what? Did he get sick overseas?” She asked worried.

Frank shook his head trying to figure out how to explain it. “N-Nancy... he’s not ....he’s not ok. I couldn’t save him this time.”

Her anger dissipated almost immediately at seeing how hurt he was. Something bad was happening, her gut had been right. She only reached out and hugged Frank. He hugged her back tighter than he ever had before. “Oh, Frank... what’s going on? I can’t help unless you tell me.”

Frank buried his face into her shoulder. He had wanted to call her, wanted to write to her, just tell her what was going on but he hadn’t had a break since they got back. Joe had needed him by his side at all times for the past month. “...I-I wanted to tell you, just never could find the time.”

“Why don’t you try now?”

Frank pulled away nodding, “An East German Terror Group kidnapped Joe while we were in Hong Kong. T-They needed some information from him. They convinced him it was a year later and d-dad and I were dead...”

Nancy’s eyes widened, “Oh god.”

“Joe is... well... he’s not okay. It took him a few weeks before he could sleep again without the nightmares.” Frank started, his eyes growing darker. “I-If I’m not there or if Dad isn’t there, he just panics. He has these flashbacks where thinks he’s still in Hong Kong... he won’t eat, he barely sleeps....” Frank lowered his gaze, his voice wavering as he finally explained it all. “I-I’m losing my brother to this, Nancy... I used to think Joe was strong and could fight anything ...but now... he jumps at every noise. If a door slams or shuts too loud..if we raise our voices... I’m ..I’m scared, Nancy.”

Nancy reaches out touching his arm, “Hey, don’t give up on Joe yet. Do you think he’d talk to me? You can’t do this on your own, Frank. You and your dad need a break.”

“That’s easier said than done, Nancy. Dad had to stop taking cases because Joe couldn’t deal with not knowing where he was.”

She was starting to get scared too. The aftermath of this case sounded bad. She squeezes his arm, smiling weakly. “Let me try ok?”

Frank finally nodded and helped her up the stairs.

*~*

Fenton walked out of his office at hearing the raised voices. He hadn't heard Frank raise his voice in several months. He walked to the front door and looked out the window pane on the door. "I was wondering when she would come to visit."

He turned around to go check on Joe. He was usually asleep on the couch around this time. As he looked through the wooden spokes he saw the couch was empty.

"Joseph?" He called out worried. He stepped down into the living room not seeing anyone at first.

"D-Dad?"

Fenton turned around and saw his youngest in the far corner near the fire place. "Joe, what are you doing up?" He started to approach him but stopped when he saw Joe's eyes were unfocused. He backed up watching carefully.

It looked like another hallucination in the form of a flashback. He swallowed nervously never sure how to exactly approach these situations. The doctor told he and Frank to try and pull Joe out of it.

But one wrong word and it would send Joe into a full blown panic attack. "Son, look at me." He started slowly approaching him.

"Frank's dead…" Joe said plainly wringing his hands. Tears streamed down his face as he kept repeating the same two words over and over.

"No, Frank isn't dead, son. Come here." He tried to reach out for Joe but his son only backed away from him shaking his head. The only good thing out of this was that he was still alive. Usually it was he and Frank that were "dead". So maybe the flashbacks were getting better?

Joe tripped over the fireplace hearth falling to the ground. He stayed where he fell curling up. Fenton approached him and knelt down rubbing his son's shoulder and arm trying to pull him out of it. "Frank isn't dead, Joe. He's here. He's alive."

The front door opened and Frank led Nancy inside. "Joe's sleeping right over -" Frank looked up and saw their dad kneeling beside his brother. "D-Dad?"

Fenton looked up, "He's having a flash back. This one doesn't seem as bad. Only you're "dead" and he hasn't said anything else."

Nancy looked to the two of them clearly worried. "W-What are the normal ones like?"

"A lot worse. You'll know it." Frank let go of her arm and hurried over kneeling in front of Joe. "Joe? I'm right here. I'm not dead. See?"

Joe lifted his head to look at Frank. At first he had no reaction to the voice. Then it broke through the haze. The hospital in Hong Kong melted away leaving him back at home. "F-Frank…?"

Frank nodded hugging his brother tightly, "It's ok, I'm alive and everything is fine."

Joe hugged his brother clinging to him as he breaks down again. Fenton sighed placing a hand on his son's head, his other hand rubbing his back.

The aftermath of this case was still very real and while it was getting better there were still bad days. The bad days were hard to watch, there would be multiple flashbacks and panic attacks leaving Joe exhausted.

Fenton looks up to Nancy, "Are you sure you want to help?"

Nancy nodded, "I want to help."

[crownquill]

as an actual cult survior

*throws this person down the stairs*

if you say you’re cursed as fuck or a feral goblin child i just know you follow biggest-gaudiest-patronuses

[spoken-paper-plane]

Singing in the Rain (Fallout 4, Deacon)

This is my first time writing in Deacon, so I’m sorry if it’s not the best. 

It had only been an hour since Deacon and Sole had returned to Sanctuary. Rain was pouring down hard, booms ringing through the darkened sky. Now, that Sole thought about it, the thunder sounded a lot like the explosions they and Deacon had experienced only a few hours ago. Sole turned to their right, there sitting in front of them was a radio. They turned the dial to a channel. A song came on, and soon came along an idea of the Sole Survior’s.

Deacon stared out of the window, letting droplets of rain fall onto his arm, but the rain wasn’t what held his attention. No, Sole did. He stared quizzically at them, as he watched his friend run out their door, radio in toe. He watched, Sole place the radio down the table that sat on the porch. Deacon chuckled at his friend’s antics, getting up, ready to join them.

Sole turned up the volume of the radio, letting it ring over the song of the patter of the rain, the thunder still auditable. Afterwards, Sole rushed down the stairs, a smile playing on her face. For a second, they looked up towards the clouds, and let out a peaceful sigh, letting rain fall down upon their face. Well, that was what they were doing until a certain liar interrupted them.

“Ay Sole, whatcha doin’?” Sole looked down the road, where their bald friend stood.

“Just wait!” Deacon chuckled at Sole’s antics before walking across the road to sit at the steps of Sole’s porch. As he got closer to the porch, the closer he got to the radio, and that’s when he heard it. The song playing was “Singing in the Rain” and as he looked back over to Sole, a laugh broke loose.

There Sole was, swinging off of a lamppost and trying to mimic the guy’s voice from the radio, trying to sing along. They had the largest smile on their face as they saw their friend laugh at them, spinning around the old street lamp with only their arm keeping them balanced off the lamp. As Sole faced Deacon, they leaned further over to Deacon, reached a hand out to their friend.

The liar grasped his friend’s hand and pulled them off the lamppost, Sole stumbling a little. Deacon then grasped Sole’s other hand with his. The two leaned back, still holding the each other’s hands. The two shared a mischievous look before they began to swing the other around. The air filled with their laughter. Sole leaned back their head in laughter, the two fully enjoying their time together.

However, the two were drenched in rain and they were spinning pretty fast at this point, and so eventually they slipped. Their hands began to slip out of each other’s and a look of shock replaced the smiles. During the middle of a spin, the two lost their grip on the other, falling backwards. The two landed opposite of each other and on the hard, broken concrete.

Sole sat up and as they looked down at their friend, making an exaggerated gasp, “Deacon, no!”

A ragged cough came from the man, holding a hand over his heart, it clutching onto his white shirt. “Tell the railroad..I love them..” and with that Deacon reached his hand toward the sky and took a deep gasp of air before turning his head away from the sky, his hand falling limp to his side.

“I will Deacon, I promise,” Sole let out a choked noise that resembled that of a sob before pulling Deacon close. Then, suddenly Deacon lifted his hand up, lowered his sunglasses and winked at his friend before jumping up.

“I’m alive! It’s a miracle!” Sole laughed at the outburst before jumping up as well.

“it’s alive! Alive!” Sole’s sounding like the classic Dr.Frankenstein.  The two laughed, becoming more drenched from the falling rain.

The two spent the rest of the day, running around in the rain, drenched from head to toe. The settlers spent their time enjoying the sight before them, of two grown adults running and jumping through puddles like children.

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30 DAY RAIDER/SOLE SURVIOR MEME by theraiderradiostation

15. Does your Raider/Sole have a home? A home base? Where? How tidy/messy do they keep the space?

He’s got two places.

He took over the Red Rocket at Nuka World and set it up. He always figured if the Minutemen, Brotherhood of Steel, rival gangs or, for whatever reason, the Railroad gathered a large number of well armed and armored people it would be best not to be caught in Nuka Town. So while exploring the area surrounding the massive park he discovered an unclaimed Red Rocket and took it for himself. Other raiders know to stay away from it though for whatever reason he might let a fellow raider stay if they absolutely need to.

It’s a pretty basic and simple set up since he only stays there when he goes to Nuka World. One bed (large enough for him and Angelus), one dresser, safe filled with food and chems, several locked cabinets that he keeps weapons and ammo in and a large dog house for Dagny and Maya. That’s pretty much it.

Now his and Angelus’ actual home is Boston Mayoral Shelter. It took them a really long time to clear out the place and set it up but both wanted that building for themselves. Not only was it away from settlements and known raider, super mutant, gunner, BoS and Minutemen posts but it was close to the Nuka World Transit Center and it was sturdy and secure.

After clearing it from skeletons and whatever other creatures lived in or near it came the hard part: setting it up.

The security building next to the bunker was reinforced with a heavy locked door. Inside there are only two monitors hooked up to heavy turrets (that got an upgrade once Loke came around) and search lights as well as cameras.

The entrance to the bunker is empty of anything.

Once inside the bunker there are hidden security cameras and a few well placed sprayers that spray knockout gas. The original turret was replaced with a more rapid fire and heavier version and two more were added in case the gas somehow fails.

Once down the elevator the turrets were replaced with heavier ones. The security room which has to be unlocked by both a master level password and a key is stocked full of ammo and weapons. Down the stairs it’ll lead into the living quarters but before that is a small camera and the doors are always locked.

The kitchen was cleaned and restocked with materials they needed. Behind the kitchen is the stock room full of purified water, food, sodas, candy and alcoholic drinks. The stock room behind that one is locked and hides away even more ammo and weapons as well as armor. This is where they keep the modded weapons and armor.

Next to the kitchen is the small living room and beyond that is a small bar with several choice chems almost always laid out in plain view.

Down the stairs it leads to three bathrooms. What was originally a kids’ bedroom was turned into a sort of “guest room” but was then Loke’s room once he joined the party. The room next to it was turned into the master bedroom. The small security room in the bedroom is where they keep all sorts of medical items and yeap, you guessed it. Always locked.

Moving forward and down the stairs was what used to be a locker room. They kept the lockers and put odds and components and materials there. The gym/basketball court is where they keep all their workbenches and since it’s pretty spacious they let Dagny and Maya run loose there so they can play and exercise.

Oh! That broken down wall that leads nowhere? A deathclaw crawled through and nearly gave Jelani a heart attack. But once they managed to kill it Jelani sealed off the wall.

The room with the generator next to the court has been cleaned out and that’s the security room with the CCTV hooked up to several terminals. Yeap. Under heavy lock and key.

Now the pipe was modified so that it can only open from the court. So in case invaders get too far down all they have to do is go deeper and blow out through the pipe that leads to the elevator. Originally there was no door but they put one there that opens only from the inside. Soon as they step out of the tunnel they have some weapons and ammo as well as backpacks with emergency supplies stashed in the place.

Like I’ve said before Jelani is almost manic when it comes to keeping his place clean and he’s very vocal about keeping everything in its place and clean. This has led to a few arguements between him and Angelus because his dear husband is lazy and messy. His brother is lazy as well but he’s not very messy.

Yes, I totally wrote this as I explored the damn bunker in the game lol