#wakeup humanity

[awesomecooperlove]

🏟️🏈🎪

[fellowfights]

I want this to be known now that whatever Betty does in episode 9, I will support her regardless and without complaint. I know whatever she says to Simon will be deserved and real and I will NOT come to regret this statement later damnit.

[bi-functional]

Bottom right sequence reads “and when I move out—,” —> “yes. I’m sorry. I l-… love you too. Thank you.”

Now with more art !

So all this reincarnation talk for @tswwwit ‘s masterpiece has me throwing My little familiar au idea in the rings but its no where near as sweet or interesting as @kitty-serenade ‘s but if you like angst, hear me out!

Imagine a Dipper reborn with The Mark and what are his parents supposed to do? They love him sooo much they can’t possibly let him enter the Real World and be taken away by some Vile Demon!

So… they just keep him inside. They shelter him. They manipulate him and put him down all to keep him cooped up and ‘Safe’.

They care about his well being enough but… well who wouldn’t want to be known as the parents who Won against Bill Cipher? Like imagine the worst rich people ever who can’t Possibly be abusive of neglectful cause they give their baby anything he wants! They’re such good parents! Bill won’t stand a chance!

Dipper’s so broken down and rubbed raw by the constant emotional abuse that he has No concept of what living a life for himself might look like. In his eyes, he’s been trapped living the life he’s expected to lead to make his parents happy but ultimately, apparently, he’s also promised to a demon a few years down the line.

Like think of the possibilities here. Dipper who doesn’t have any Real knowledge about what Bill is and why he’s coming, he only has the info his parents have given him about how Bill will control him and take him away to do his bidding and possibly even Torture him!

Think about a Dipper who’s so dissociated and detached from his life as he realizes that he’s simply not meant to live a life for himself and that’s something he’s Never going to get.

Then you throw in Bill, who’s going to show up and rescue his sapling from this fucked up weird emotional monstrosity of a place that just Reeks of despair only to find? Unlike all the other pinetree’s he’s come for these past centuries this one… is… compliant? And imagine Bill, being reminded of a Dipper just as unresponsive and depressed from the very first time they met only now he has No Idea what has caused such a huge break in character.

No matter how much pushing and prodding Bill gives, Dipper just doesn’t budge, waiting for the inevitable. And Bill is such a narcissist that he doesn’t realize that his speech pattern Also affects Dipper’s reactions. ‘Hey Sapling, I wanna explore the woods let’s go.’ ‘Pinetree I’m tellin’ ya, it’s not worth it let’s not even bother.’ He’s doing and suggesting things he knows Dipper would like and help cheer him up but… unwittingly taking any choice or input from Dipper away. Think of it as a learned don’t speak unless spoken to kinda trauma. Bill’s not doing anything wrong! He’s just… not getting any results.

It would be such a fun concept to play with in a really heartbreaking way. Imagine a Bill who’s finally relinquished his hate for the word love, who might on occasions let it slip just for a shock factor, uk for funsies, only to come across a Dipper who recoils at the very thought because he’s simply never seen it, and thinks something like that doesn’t get to people like him.

Imagine Bill, suave and rich with the universe at his fingertips offering Dipper love and glory and curiosity, only to find out that Dipper’s family had also showered him in ‘love’ and ‘riches’.

Like… imagine thinking Bill would just say well fuck it I guess I’ll wait for the memories to kick in and then live out the rest of this lifetime when it comes, cause he wouldn’t. Imagine a Bill so frustrated and angry tearing apart his realm for /anything/ that might give him a real direction to step forward cause all the usual things he has at his disposal aren’t gonna cut it this time.

Bill who begrudgingly starts asking the questions. Real Genuine Questions that usually tumble from his saplings mouth that he can give witty clapbacks to serve as banter. Dipper being the one to give the sarcastic and clipped remarks cause he’s so guarded against this unknown even though… maybe things aren’t that bad. He starts to unwind ever so slowly as Bill learns how to properly interact with him in a way that’s beneficial to both of them.

Just… Bill coming across a Dipper that’s been through the ringer in way’s Bill never anticipated. Even if he’s found Dipper alone or at wits end, he’s always had a fire and determination. He’s always had his spirit in tact. Bill being angry and upset about the reincarnation deal for the first time /ever/ cause he hates seeing that people hurt the one thing he loves in the entire multiverse and unraveled Dipper like a cheap sweater. Like the emotions and story you could weave for this that’s fundamentally about Love and Learning and never hesitating to do whatever’s possible to make things Work.

Like grgrgrg just a Bill who’s being faced with a Dipper who’s been abused but not in any way Bill’s encountered. Dipper who’s suffered abuse of the MIND. Which is Bill’s entire domain! The one thing in the universe that’s his fundamentally! And he has absolutely no power here. Bill who wants to reach in and fix and help for the First Time and struggling not only with his inability to do anything, but with the urge to help and fix in the first place. Bill who has to take care of Dipper the Human way and just grits through it cause dammit it’s worth it. Just man come on.

[yellowmanula]

The Israeli military has trained dogs to attack and literally tear people apart alive. They sic them on sleeping Palestinians. Can anyone still tell me that the Israeli government employs civilized methods and is protecting us from the "wild Arabs"?

[coralgreenroses]

if, seeing, a single image of a bloody body, or a video of a child crying for their parents, or a parent with one half of the child he lived to provide for, his light of his eyes, his sole reason to move forward in his life, make your 'mental health' worse, imagine the hell the people who are living in this horror in real time should be?

palestinians are humans. this is not about religion. this is about a simple thing. humanity. what makes you think your own government who is supporting genocide wont do the same to you simply because you live as sheep? it is better to die on your feet than live on your knees

[amcryllis]

WANT to write aerith atlking abt the shit hojo does sometime. ifeel liek she'd be so absent and blank talking abnt it when in reality its hte most horrific shit ever and how do u even react to that. "Wow"

[magnoliamyrrh]

okay yea sorry no more posting abt shit things tonight after this but like 20 years ago a dude who was on the fbi said hey a lot of these rich people politicians infleuncers whoever they have these islands all over the world where they do horrible shit to children and whatnot and often times its all used as blackmail and some ppl are even forced to do this shit as blackmail and to be part of these clubs theyve got

20 years ago. crazy cookoo conspiracy theory right? ohh just some nonsense oo theres no way

right. welp. two decades later and we all lived through the epstein stuff ey? weve all see the sheer extent of the connections, the photos, one of the literal islands, him being taken off the map, and the silence,,, ey?

[rebelwithacauze]

In Jann'ah there is no pain,no suffering,no separation, no tears...

#wewillneverforget #Reem #Tarek #grandfather #khalednabhan #legend #fyp #explore #viralvideos #instareels

https://www.instagram.com/share/reel/BANpjzFIiF

[lith-myathar]

I feel like...idk, I actually agree that people don't change, like their basic nature does not change, BUT I also think that our basic nature is generally not the problem. The problems arise when either we or those around us suppress our basic natures, when we live our lives from a place of shame and are always trying to hide who we really are, or are being punished for it. Like I agree none of these characters became different people, but I do think that these events were...a turning point for all of them, in one way or another. They are all being faced with a decision: who are you going to be from here? None of them will become different people, they will remain damaged, like a chronic disease that sort of wounding never really goes away, but people CAN recover under the right circumstances.

[feral-therian]

You wakeup to realize its all a dream.

Your whole human life was just one long wolf nap.

Years of species dysphoria and hatred towards your human body just for it to not be real.

The joy you feel is unimaginable.

You stretch your limbs and back and run off into the forest to find your pack that you've missed so dearly.

[toxicanonymity]

raider masterlist

dark!Joel Miller x f!reader

new one shot Jan 5, 2025: forest floor.

⚠️ this post hit the link limit, and I haven't decided what to do. I will still try to update the newest fic link above.

moodboard by @milla-frenchy 🖤 a rb will not stay up-to-date.

SUMMARY: He's a bad guy, and you're his good girl. Joel saves you from bad men, but claims you for himself. His persona starts to crack, but he gets even more possessive. You're his world, and he'll do anything to keep you. Emotional slow burn but smut the whole time. WARNINGS: 18+ canon-typical violence, noncon via implicit threat, evolving to enthusiastic dubious consent (stockholm syndrome), depraved use of praise and pet names (sweet pea, baby), unsafe P in V, exhibitionism, extreme possessiveness, dark fluff (🖤), angst, and more. NO USE of Y/N, No physical description of reader.

Spotify: raider, sweet pea (smut) Optional reference: trailer floor plan

Carter masterlist

main story

Note, non-bold links in this section were written out of order and may contain spoilers or references to future events. their placement in this list is based on timeline.

Raider: (Mar 24, 2023) - He "saves" you, then has his way with you but is kinda sweet about it. Joel POV (Oct 3, 1k)

Failed Rescue (Apr 8 - 1.9k) Your bf tries to save you. Joel makes him watch then keeps you.

Stash House (Apr 11 - 850)- Joel takes you to the stash house and shows everyone you're his. Wash Bin 🖤 (Aug 27, 1k) Shooting Practice Drabble(Jul 28, 1.6k)

Failed Escape (Apr 23, 4k)- Joel saves you from FEDRA, bathes you, amd edges you.

J. Miller (May 19, 2k) - Joel labels you with his switchblade and claims all your holes. dark. Can be skipped.

Home (May 29, 1.3k) - Joel makes dinner at home, cleans your chest, and tucks you in. 🖤

Company (Jun 9, 2.2k) - Joel brings home a girl to distract his men. dark. Extra Scene - angst.

Close (Jul 3, 2.7k) - close call with other raiders. You-almost-died sex, and later, tender sex 🖤

Gun Hug (Jul 31, 3.7k) - Joel traps 2 bad guys with some help and kills them while you. . .🖤 If you want him (1.5k) - he holds out to see🖤

Night Air (Aug 30, 3.5k) - Joel is brutal with a bad guy and his POV reveals some feelings. 🖤 Bonus blurb, wakeup pwp drabble

Hunger (Sep 29, 7k) - Joel takes you on a trek, comforts you, kills a guy, and gives you head. 🖤 He's only human (1.1k) - 👱‍♂️Carter POV, overlaps w/ hunger.

Bodies (Dec 3, 7.8k) - Strangers show up and cause a shitstorm, but Joel takes a big step. 🖤 Raider POV

No cliffhangers. Bulletin from Tox

more (drabbles, etc)

🔥 smut

Trying to use him (800) (riding) 🔥

House meeting drabble 🖤

You get sick at night drabble 🖤

He goes down on you (oral f) 🔥

If you touched his scar

if men had hurt you in the past

if you got your period 🖤

magazine and makeup 🖤

yoga pwp drabble piv 1k 🔥

boots drabble (oral f receiving) 🔥

graveyard blurb (spice)

if you bit his arm drabble (p in v) 🔥

If you snapped (emotional spice) 🖤

face sitting on sofa 🔥

being bad, looking good (2.8k, smut) 🔥

Van ride drabble (800) 🖤

sleeping beast (<1k), PWP 🔥

If Joel was sick 🖤

If you were annoying

cutting his hair 🖤

waking up on top 🔥

tired 🖤

waking up on top again 🔥

Sweet pea overhears Joel 🔥

Choking on his dick (600) 🔥

his birthday 🥺

quickie (daddy kink scenario) 🔥

✨Roly poly - comfort 🖤

Note: not all content is linked. Asks can lead to lore, snippets, and previews or hints of future plot points, etc. which are not added here.

Headcanons (not written like fic)

If another man has his way (Q&A)

dacryphilia - evolved update (Q&A)

if you had scars or tattoos (Q&A)

sweet pea by herself

If you sketched Joel and Jack

Apple picking 🖤

Responding to a Nightmare 🖤

accidentally hurting her 🖤

Analysis (#raider!analysis)

why does he keep her

why did he snap (in Company extra scene)

his eye contact

his affection / feelings, trajectory 🖤

falling for sweet pea

his self hate and her feelings

the dog and joel's concern for you

awareness of growth / why keep her

Raider Tommy

Birds of prey (2.6k)

Art, etc.

Mattress by esquire magazine

Stitches by @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

collage by @milla-frenchy

lose control edit by @survivingandenduring

🌸 sweet pea mood boards by various

6 month collage by milla-frenchy

6 month cake by not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

🌸 sweet pea cosplay from night air

👱‍♂️carter mood board by @romana-after-dark

pts. 1-3 rb mood boards by @iamasaddie

night air gif by not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

raider/sweet pea collage by milla

sweet pea's pup by @dark-scape

want it that bad gif by dark-scape

Bodies gif by not-a-unique-snowflake-blog

👱‍♂️carter mood board by milla

Then and now drawing by romana-after-dark

Raider/sweet pea drawings by @lumoverheaven

our stars moodboard by milla

raiding edits by gasolinerainbowpuddles

under the anger by iamasaddie

🎥 Trailer (video) by @carminepoison

birthday sketch by lumoverheaven

In love w raider by milla

✨ checks that you're ok 🐺 by milla

If I've left yours off please lmk I prob tagged improperly

Back to Joel Masterlist

Fic recs: other raiders

🖤 If mine or another writer's work has inspired yours, it's always better late than never to share / shout-out 🖤

[overlyobsessed223]

decaf

Hal might have physically made it to the emergency Justice League meeting Batman had the audacity to call so suddenly at 4 o'clock in the morning, but mentally he’s still half asleep. The room is dead silent, even though mostly everyone has arrived by now, save for Barry—who they’re expecting to be fifteen minutes late as usual—and Clark. The only solace Hal is able to draw upon is that he’s clearly not the only one royally peeved by the ungodly wakeup call, as Dinah and Oliver are both glaring daggers at Bats and Arthur has already made three snappish comments since he got here five minutes ago. 

All Hal knows is there better be a damn good reason for this.

Clark showing up a minute later with his arms full of donut boxes and coffees doesn’t exactly ease the high tensions in the room, but Hal does perk up a bit when the smell of strong coffee hits his nose. He mumbles a quick, “thanks, man,” when Clark places a coffee with Green Lantern written on it in front of him. Grabbing it, he’s about to take a long, desperate gulp when he sees, out of the corner of his eye, Clark place a cup labeled Flash in front of Barry’s empty chair. Even through the brain fog that’s severely impairing his ability to think, he remembers something important. 

“Hey, that’s decaf, right?” Hal asks, breaking the silence in the room. Clark turns and gives him a questioning look, so Hal points at Barry’s coffee and elaborates. “Barry’s coffee. It’s decaf, right? He doesn’t drink anything with caffeine in it.”

“Oh! Yeah, it’s decaf,” Clark clarifies, offering a cheery, chipper smile that burns Hal’s retinas. He looks well rested and ready to start the day, the midwestern farm boy in him making him stick out like a sore thumb amongst the rest of them. “Don’t worry, I didn’t forget.”

“Cool, cool,” Hal nods, settling back in his chair. He finally goes in for a sip of his coffee and barely manages to refrain from moaning out loud when the bitter taste hits his tongue. “Thanks,” he adds as an afterthought. 

The silence resumes. Only, Hal realizes that instead of everyone in the room staring at Batman, they’re now all staring at him, with varying looks ranging from confused to bewildered. Or, in Bruce’s case, unamused and unimpressed.

“What?” Hal frowns.

“That was just very, um,” Arthur trails off, as if he can’t find the words to complete his thought. 

“Cute,” Dinah interjects to finish the thought hanging in the air. She suddenly seems wide awake now, leaning forward eagerly whilst gripping the edge of the table with both hands, eyes glimmering with way too much knowing for Hal’s comfort. “Adorable, even.”

“Shut up,” Hal rolls his eyes, but to his horror he can feel his face begin to heat up. He fixes Dinah with a glare and hopes to god Clark will have the decency to not call attention to the way his heart has begun to pound against his ribcage. “For the last time, Barry and I are just friends. And for the record, making sure your buddy has the right drink does not mean you’re in love with him.”

“Uh, huh,” Dinah says, but the smirk on her face tells Hal his point didn’t quite land the way he’d intended it to. Meanwhile, at the opposite side of the table, Hal sees J’onn pull out a miniature notebook out of his pocket and begin carefully writing notes, as he tends to do when conversations about human culture come up.

“Why didn’t you ask if my coffee is decaf?” Oliver cuts in, sounding oddly hurt.

“Do you… drink decaf coffee?” Hal asks, confused. 

“No,” Oliver glowers, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at his untouched cup of coffee.

“Then why would I—”

A hand slams down onto the table, and with that the room goes silent as everyone turns to where Batman is looming over them, appearing in no mood for small talk or discussion of Hal’s love life. Hal thinks this might be one of the rare times when he and the Bat find themselves in strong agreement.  

“Might I remind everyone at this table that we have an emergency, globe threatening situation on our hands?” Bruce glares around the table. “We should begin briefing now; Flash can be filled in on what he missed at the end.”

Ten minutes into a very tense briefing, Barry finally decides to show his face. His face is even more shadowed with sleep deprivation than anyone else, and Hal instantly suspects he didn’t sleep at all, but he figures he’ll grill him on that later. Barry’s eyes brighten when they land on the cup of coffee and full box of donuts in front of him. 

Barry picks up the coffee, inspects it for a second, and that’s when Hal leans in and whispers, “I checked—it’s decaf.”

And the way Barry beams at him, it does what even Hal’s coffee couldn’t achieve—it has him teeming with energy, ready to start the day.

[dark-and-kawaii]

omfg the watersports is such a specific interest of mine i love that for us. please write zevlor using another hole next 🙏🏻🙂‍↕️

𓂃₊ ⊹ His Personal Hole

─ 𝜗𝜚 Summary: You tell him it’s okay to use you as he pleases~ ♡

─── 𝜗𝜚 Pairing: Zevlor x F!Tav/Reader

─── 𝜗𝜚 Content: NSFW - Creampie - Human Toilet - Love Confession - Pretty Cock - Waking Him Up With A Blowy - Stomach Bulge - Tummy So Full~

─── 𝜗𝜚 Notes: Mmmmmm~ ♡ this!!! Thank you my sweet anon for the yummy request!! I hope you like this and it tickles your fancy.

You awoke before him, your hand immediately reaching for that hard cock of his~ your tongue licking your lips as you feel just how stiff his morning wood is. Stroking it up and down slowly, you can feel him twitch as his breath hitches, eyes still closed. He’s just so… perfect. That jawline, those luscious lips… that sexy voice that is just so hot when he growls in your ear. And his body? Gods above, his body was perfect.

His skin feels so nice against yours~ and the way he shudders under your fingertips, the muscles of his chest flexing and tightening- the way his tail ever so slightly twitches... You could never get enough of this hellrider… it almost makes you want to be attached to him every waking second as his personal cock sleeve, to keep his cock nice and warm throughout the day.

You can feel him starting to squirm, and you notice how his muscles ripple with every tiny movement, his body shifting on the bedroll, the pleasure of your touch getting to him.

With a wicked grin, you open wide and take his entire lenght into that slutty little mouth of yours, swallowing it whole and slobbering all over him, humming as the taste of his precum hits your tongue.

The suddenness of it all was enough to jolt him awake, gasping loudly as his eyes shot open, head thrown back as his nails dig into the thin blanket, “O-Oh- Mm- M-morning my d-dear-ha-“

You smile, humming around his cock as you slowly bob your head, taking in as much of him as you can.

He rakes his nails through your hair, “I- I appreciate- mngh- ah- such a kind wakeup gesture-”

You moan, feeling your cunt drip from the praise.

Zevlor smiles warmly, his breathing heavy, hips thrusting upwards slightly, “b-but I’m afraid i hah- must relieve myself first- b-before we continue.”

The way you look up at him with your big puppy dog eyes, a trail of drool dripping from your mouth as you slowly pull away with a wet pop, he couldn't help but moan.

A thin line of drool connects you to him, his throbbing member glistening from your saliva while you look up at him innocently, blinking with those beautiful eyes of yours before crawling over and straddling his hips. Your beautiful cunt lined up with the most amazing cock you’ve ever had~ “You can use me ~” your finger touches your glossed over lips, your hips swaying, “I-I don’t mind being your personal chamber pot~” before sinking down on his wonderfully thick cock.

Zevlor’s eyes widen in disbelief at your response, “I beg your- hah- pard-ah!” his head thrown back as your hungry cunt swallows his fat length, a deep groan escaping his lips as he witnesses you fuck yourself with his cock. As your body rocks back and forth, grinding down on his perfect cock, his eyes briefly close so that he may savor the tight grip of your walls around him.

He can barely hold it in- he can’t hold it in.. his bladder full, and as his face scrunches up… the feeling of a warm flood hits your womb. His cheeks flush redder than a devil’s ass as he pants, “I- T-Tav- I- forgive-“, his dick still twitching inside you. And your own eyes roll back into your skull as you let out a satisfied moan.

You looks so pretty sitting on his cock, his warm piss gushing from his thick tip into your tight little pussy. You shook violently as he coated your inner walls with his liquids, “000000000H! OOOOH!” She yelled, “I'm GONNA CUM! OH... MY... GODS!”

Spreading your legs out even further, you give him a nice view as you let yourself go, squirting your own liquid on his thighs and balls, a small pool of your womanly juices forming on his poor bed roll, “mn’so fulllll Zevyyy~” you purrs.

H-he doesn’t know how to feel. Zevlor was supposed to have just woken up, and this is how he finds himself. Your hips moving and his piss dribbling out of you… He was ashamed and yet-

His hands reach to your hips and his own begin to meet yours as he fucks his piss deeper into you, his cock still hard, and he doesn't stop, even when he sees his fluids coming out of you, and his bedroll a wet mess.

Your eyes widen at his sudden enthusiasm, a loud moan escaping your lips as you grab onto his hands, holding them firmly against your waist, “Mmmm-AH!!! R-Right there!! Haaah!” Your hips move more desperately, bouncing on his cock like your life depends on it- like a desperate bunny begging to be bred and filled.

Biting your lip, looking down at the mess with a blissful grin, your hands move from his to your tummy, feeling it bulge ever so slightly, a soft whimper escaping you, “0ooh Zevlor~ m’bloated! F-Feel me, Zevyy~”

Zevlor doesn't hesitate, his hands move from your hips to your stomach, and a loud growl comes from his lips as he presses his palm against the small swell of your belly, watching his own hand move as you bounced up and down his length.

“S-such a-“ he stops himself unsure of what to say, the way you called him Zevy had him in a trance.

“Say it~”

“You're- nngh- such a filthy girl-“ he bites his lip, his head turning away in embarrassment as he says this.

A high pitched squeal is pulled from you, a shiver going up your spine, your legs and arms beginning to shake, “Yes-YES!! Ah, I- I- pump my tummy full, plea-please treat me- with the utmost care and- and bu-bully my insides~ TO YOUR HEART'S CONTENT!!!! Zevy- please, please, please, PLEASE!” Your voice grows higher, your words coming out in quick successions as your eyes begin to water, the sensation of his cock and piss driving you crazy, “sho’good! nnngh!!! I Luv youh~!!!” You manage to get out before your body spasms as your orgasm crashes through you.

As your body tightens around him, your cunt sucking him like a whore who hasn’t been fucked in ages, he can't help but feel a heat in his chest as he hears those three little words.

He wants to say them too, but not yet, he can't say them yet, not now, but he promises himself he will, “I-!!!” his voice cuts out as he bucks his hips one last time and lets his hot seed mix with his urine deep inside your womb.

Panting heavily, his head falls back, his hair sticking to his forehead as he catches his breath. He's quiet, and when he opens his eyes, he stares up at you with an apologetic look.

You fall onto him, your breasts pressing against his chest, wrapping your arms around his neck, your cheek pressed against his sweaty chest, the thumping of his heart beating rhythmically, “that- hah- was amazing, Zevy~” you whisper, kissing his hard nipple- his seed and piss dripping out of your overflowing cunt, and onto his thighs, as your eyelids droop.

He can’t believe he actually just did that to you… Using you as a human chamber pot, and then breeding you like some sort of… fiend...

He feels bad, and yet, hearing those words from your mouth has his heart skipping a beat… Zevlor holds you close to him, his lips grazing the top of your head, he was so afraid to tell you, but he has to… He leaves for Baldur’s Gate in just two days… and he may not get another chance… So as his long lashes kiss his cheeks, he whispers those words, so soft that you barely hear them, “I love you too...”

With your own eyes still closed, you smile, nuzzling your face deeper into his chest, the warmth of his skin, and the sound of his heart beating in your ear slowly lulling you to sleep ♡

[b0n3s-is-gay]

hello, noticed you had an empty fallout masterlist and j was wondering if i could request some sappy domestic fluff with Nick Valentine? It can be as headcanons or a whole fic, whichever one you like. I just want this old man to finaly find some peace and love 💔

NICKY!!! I LOVE MY NIOR DETECTIVE!!!

Nick Valentine Domestic Headcanons:

Nicky V, my beloved... He's a sweetheart. Doll, baby, sweetheart, honey. He'll call you every honeyed word under the sun because he loves you that much.

He's pre-war, at least his memories are, so if you're the SS then he understands how you feel. On nights that you feel really sad or out of time, he's going to hold onto you and listen to you talk about pre-war life, butting in with some of his own memories.

If you live together, he's going to tune into Diamond City Radio and dance with you to the songs of your shared past. If you beg enough, you can probably get him to sing along with you to the radio.

He's a cat person, I have a personal HC that he had a cat when he was human. When you live together, expect him to bring in a stray cat. He makes sure it gets along with Dogmeat first.

Cooking, he may have been a detective but FUCK he knows how to cook. He can cook anything with substituted ingredients (Beef for Brahmin, Crab for Mirelurk, Gourd for Pumpkin, Razograin for wheat, ect). Point being, you will always be full.

On the topic of cooking, he doesn't need to eat but he loves to eat. If you cook for him, even if your cooking skills are less than edible, he will eat it and smile while doing it. He loves food. He's a foodie.

He's cuddly. When you go to sleep apart or mad (which rarely happens), you will wakeup with his arms around your waist and his face in your neck. Count on it. Personal space? Nick stopped being friends with her after you both kissed for the first time.

You are an old married couple around the settlements you live at. If you both work with the Minutemen, you're General and he's Mr. General's husband. I don't make the rules.

Cleaning and fixing up your old home in Sanctuary with Nick means a lot of cringy jokes, singing to the radio, painting the house a new color, and you explaining the memories surrounding the house. It's fucking sweet as shit.

[azureundies]

I'll never forget how when Kabru And Mithrun stepped through the changelings, Mithrun was finally able to show his real form as a human, this being a grown-ass man. It was such a wakeup call for me since I need to realize that Bro isn't just 100% a twink, but is the elven equivalent of that half-ass shaved, deadbeat middle-aged dad you'd see at the Costco food court with condiment stains on their Linkin Park shirt they'd been wearing since their college years.

[cryptid-paint]

Introducing Timber wolf! Meety new oc, Rosie, I've been watching the Xmen animated series and ofc I wanted to make an Xmen oc.

Some info I have on Rose so far (since I still need to develop her backstory a bit more):

- she's very loyal, playful, mischievous and fun loving

-silver isn't necessarily lethal to her, it's more of gives her a several allergic reaction so Hank made her a special EpiPen to avoid her going into anaphylaxis shock. (She needs to carry these everywhere just in case and she definitely 100% carries them for missions)

-at the institute she would be the closest friends with kitty, Rogue, Rahne (wolfgirls solidarity) ad Kurt. And she would definitely see both Hank and Logan as paternal or uncle figures as they're the ones in charge of helping her Learn to manage her instincts

-when Rose was found she was completely feral, living with a pack of wolves who "adopted her" for as long as she could remember. She had to be sedated in order to take her to the mantion where she slowly started to learn how to be human, with Hank teaching her how to read , write and speak and Logan helping her to control her instincts.

-She had no name she could remember and the professor was only able to pick up Callahan being her last name from a very hazy memory, however, she decided on the name Rose, having a particular liking to the rose bushes in the garden of the mansion where she spends most of her time lounging in the grass either stargazing at night or trying to find shapes in the clouds during the day.

-speaking of instincts, she still as some trouble managing them, specially with intense emotions like happiness, sadness and anger. This has proven to be a liability in missions. If she gets extremely angry her werewolf mutation comes out and turns her feral, attacking anything in sight, even her teammates. In the instances this has happened, either Jean had to force her into unconsciousness or Hank had to administer a sedative to make her sleep and take her back to the blackbird until the mission is over and she's back in the mansion, where's she's given some time to wakeup, recover and calm down until she's back to her senses.

If you have any questions about her feel free to ask! I'm always happy to talk and answer any questions on my ask box 💖