How would Nick, Piper, Hancock, Deacon, Cait and Preston react if Strong was starting to remember that he used to have a family involving a wife and a child back when he was human?
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ăNickă "We could try to find them."
As the man known for finding things and people of course is going to try to find them. But knowing how supermutants are made he knows he's just looking for remains. Still he led with compassion and did his best to get Strong closer to the truth. He deserved that much.
ăPiperă "What'd they look like? How old was the kid?"
Maybe it's a little overwhelming but she asks questions in hopes that it'll trigger more memories. To her credit it does work. It just leads to a more tragic answer.
ăHancockă "Didn't peg you for a romantic, big guy."
There was nothing he could do but laugh. Hancock liked to believe he was an optimistic guy but even he could see the writing on the wall. So he pretends he doesn't come to that conclusion.
ăDeaconă "Was her name Macbeth?"
He only half believes the memories are real and the other half is breaking his heart so he jokes to ease his discomfort. No one really bats an eye at this behavior and Strong himself doesn't understand the joke and actually thinks about it. The answer is 'no' but what his wife's name was is still out of his reach.
ăCaită "Fuckin' hell."
She doesn't know how to do these feeling things. She doesn't even consider whether or not they're dead because in her mind they aren't there and finding them would be impossible. She does try to offer some sort of condolences but it's awkward and forced
ăNateă "Oh... I get how that feels."
He really does. Good ol' 'I lost my family because of evil people and a machine' is quite popular in the Wasteland as it turns out. If it turns out Strong's kid was a son Nate will quietly lose his mind after excusing himself.
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Heyo, I took a long break from writing and want to get back into the swing of things. Been heavy into Fallout again lately and thought doing some of those 'companion react' things would help me get my footing again while I work on some longer fics.
Send me yer stuff, I'll do any/all companions (Save for Old Longfellow because for whatever reason I still haven't played far harbor)
I'm surprised nobody made a Yandere Guys Version of Sole leaving Shaun to die. Could you get onto that?
ă I can so get onto that. ŕ´Śŕľŕ´Śŕ´ż(â_â)
ăCodsworthă "We can't leave young Shaun. He is ours to raise and love. Maybe a bit different but that's no reason to leave him."
He fights long and hard to get SoSu to go back on the decision. He believes now that Nate/Nora is gone he should help them raise the boy. That was the plan the whole time. Why didn't they want to raise him with him? If SoSu takes him back he's happier than a clam and will do everything in his power to make the matter never mentioned again. If SoSu doesn't take him back Codsworth will drag Shaun out forcefully and make them raise him properly. There aren't many things Codsworth will put his foot down on but this is one of them.
ăDanseă "Good choice." ⢠"Do we have to? I mean, we have Curie so even if you don't want to take care of him someone will."
Pre-BB he doesn't care in the slightest. Hell, if the kid fought in any way, shape, or form, he would shoot him without hesitation. Post-BB he's desperate to take him home. He's a synth like him. It doesn't matter he's not flesh and blood, right? Because if that's the problem then he's a problem. Danse will spiral and fight tooth and nail to bring Shaun for his own reassurance.
ăDeaconă "You know he'll die down here, right? Damn, cold-hearted."
Because the Railroad is all about helping synths he was actually really surprised when they said they wanted to leave him. He's not exactly going to stop them, it's SoSu's decision, but he will talk about it. Despite his running mouth no one other than him will know what SoSu did.
ăHancockă "Them's the breaks, kid. Sorry bout that."
He isn't concerned in the slightest. If SoSu doesn't want him then there's no reason he should. That's not his kid so he doesn't feel bad about smiling at him while they leave. No strings means no worry, right?
ăMacCreadyă "Sorry, kid."
He really wanted to get Shaun back. For completely selfish reasons, of course. He really really wants to have kids with SoSu. Sure, they have Duncan but what if he had a little brother? And Shaun looked just like SoSu. It would have been so cute. So he sighed as he shot Shaun in the kid. Guess he'll just have to make another one with SoSu.
ăNickă "You sure about this? I think I'll fight you on this one."
He has a soft spot for kids and if he was honest he was hoping to take Shaun. He knows he can never have kids with them. Sure, there's adoption and surrogates but there was a kid just waiting for them and they just... Dammit. He will try every argument to change their mind that doesn't result in yelling.
ăPrestonă "Just think about it. Coming home to us. Wouldn't that be nice?"
He doesn't have time to raise a child but now a pre-built one drops out of the sky that looks like SoSu and already believes he's their son. A more perfect opportunity couldn't have happened. His tone is sweet and even as he coaxes them into taking Shaun. Such an innocent sounding hope that was more selfish than anything he intended.
ăX6ă "..."
He says nothing. Does nothing. He's not going to do anything without SoSu go ahead. The idea he's also a synth crosses his mind but it doesn't go further than concern for his own place at their side.
okies request: how abt smth where hancock, maccready or deacon make fun of the absolutely enormous amount of gear, junk, weapons and armor that sole picks up? i am,,, a big hoarder and i can't help but pick up everything that's not nailed down and owned in an area, ending up lugging out like 500 pounds of loot w maybe 100 of it my regular gear. mostly bc i think its funny if one of them are looking for sole they'd be like "oh yeah they've been through here" bc like. everything is just GONE.
Ah yes a fellow fo4 hoarder- I'm guilty as charged lmao I tried to keep it humorous and ambiguous + ended up doing all three which ended up working out cause I approached them all differently without really thinking about it. Thank you for your request!!
Deacon:
âSo, uhâŚâ Deacon paused, looking around. âAre we trying to build another nuclear bomb or what?â
Sole looked up from where they were hunched over, blowing hair out of their face, eyebrows furrowed and dirt streaked across their face. âWhat?â
âWell, I figured if you were picking up every piece of junk on this side of the Charles there had to be a reason.â
Sole rolled their eyes, picking up a decrepit fan that was more rust than it was actual metal, and holding it up. âStuff like this is the key to getting our water purifiers upgraded, D.â
âMhm. And did you consider that maybe some other poor bastard will want to upgrade their water purifiers sometime in the next three hundred years?â
One quick glance around revealed the fact that a clear blank space of a lack of junk had been carved into the area. They had been working hard and it had been evident by the fact that all Deacon had to do to find them was follow the lack of a trail; the path to them looked like an eraser had been taken to the landscape in one clean, swift line and taken everything that wasnât nailed down with it. Deacon turned to survey the area with hands on his hips. The moment Sole leaned over to get something again, already laden with various junk items, weapons, and random bits of supply theyâd scavenged strapped to their back and spilling out of their pack, Deacon spoke up. He pointed to a nearby bucket, covered in what looked like buckshot dents. âYou missed a spot.â
They were quick to shoot him a glare, however when they followed the finger he was pointing to the bucket, their eyes lit up once again. âOh, thatâd actually be useful. Thanks!â
His mouth opened, already beginning to form the words, âHow could that possibly be useful?â But he closed it again. Of all the quirks to have, especially in the wasteland, this was the most harmless and considering the way their face lit up at their findsâwhich was everythingâhe wasnât about to rain on their parade. Who knew; maybe one of their coil-less toasters would be the key to taking down the Institute. âAlright. What do you need me to carry?â He sighed.
Hancock:
âIâm starting to feel like maybe your junk collection problem needs intervention more than my chem-usage.â
Sole was struggling to attach an old microscope to one of the many straps that hung from their pack; it was much too laden for them to remove it for fear of never getting it back on, but they were fighting to turn enough to access the straps. Unfortunately, as much as Hancock was enjoying their battle with themself, he wasnât keen to wait for them to figure it out with the setting sun acting as a timer. There was warmth and fondness in his sigh, despite his best intentions to come across as inconvenienced, as he took the microscope out of their hands and looped the strap through one of the closed parts. As he buckled it, he spoke, âI also feel like you should be more concerned about back problems than you are.â
They laughed. âWe both know Iâll be lucky to make it to an age where back issues are a problem.â
Hancock yanked the strap tight, swaying their body with the force and catching their attention. âNot if I have anything to say about it, Sunshine.â
âDoes that mean youâre willing to carry some stuff back?â
Hancock rubbed fingertips over the hollows underneath his eyes. Their antics were going to be the death of him.
MacCready:
âAlright, Iâm putting you on a limit. A quota. Five more things and then weâre heading back to Sanctuary before your spine snaps in half.â MacCready protested, watching the whirlwind that was Sole.
It was impressive, actually, the way they were bouncing around the abandoned house collecting things like they werenât burdened by the weight of half the wastelandâs garbage on their back. He would never say that aloud, thoughâ they were very insistent that nothing they picked up was garbage. Maybe they just saw something in it that he didnât.Â
Sometimes Mac felt as if he were one of those items strapped to their back, carried through the wasteland and given a place when they were once thrown away. It was the real reason he could never protest when they vanished and he found them amongst an absolute clearing of anything that had been tossed to the side. Who was he to protest at their rescue mission when he had benefitted from it? He, himself, had been found amidst the discarded in the Third Railâ followed them back to Sanctuary with an apathetic facade and an eager heart for somewhere to finally find purpose.
He was still pretty decent at covering up that fondness, though, and his face was a mask of mild disinterest and irritation, as if he had somewhere better to be than watching them gathering up anything that caught their eyeâ which was to say, everythingâ though he was exactly where he wanted to be. He stood with crossed arms, leaned against the doorway of the crumbling house, one ankle crossed over the other, the toe of his boot propped against the floor. Sole wasnât discouraged by his light complaining, far too used to it and completely pre-occupied by their mission of scrounging everything up they could. They turned and looped an old, tattered dress theyâd found over his arms, pat him on the shoulder, and went back to the task at hand. And despite all his previous protests, Mac readily held onto whatever theyâd handed him. Both he and Sole knew better than to believe his disgruntled nature. He wouldâve carried the house itself back to Sanctuary if they deemed it necessary.
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Don't expect "I love you" if you're not dying. It'll take a long goddamn time before he says it. You'll know, it'll be obvious in the way he treats you over anyone else, but you could say it every hour and he'll just grumble and give you shit for it. But a Gage in love isâin denial, for oneâabsurdly affectionate by raider standards. Nothing and no one gets close to his partner. Their dinner plate will always have more than his. He'll pass off ammo and first aid supplies to them even if his own bags are running low. He'll talk quieter and softer even if he still cusses like a sailor.
Green-eyed monster. He doesnt get jealous easily, but when he does, expect the other person to be dead by morning. His jealousy is less accusatory or insecure, and more "Get the fuck off my property." Still toxic, though, because this applies even to people who aren't expressing romantic or sexual interest. Friends, people they know, sure, whatever, they just better watch themselves.
His libido is all over the place. Doesn't like spontaneous sex if they're traveling. At home, his partner is welcomed and encouraged to jump his bones whenever. Public sex is a no-go. Too risky. And he's surprisingly rather private about his personal life, so God forbid they get caught and he and his partner end up the talk of the town.
The GOSSIPIEST man. He'll deny it, he'll get pissy if referred to as such, but he is. His favorite moments are when someone comes home and his partner drops everything and goes "You will not believe what I heardâ" Gage swears its just good business to know whats going on. Is it, Gage? Does it profitable to know that this person is having an affair with the town chemist? How much do you make from knowing this?
Never needs a reason to hate someone. If you go up to him and say he has beef with so-and-so, he has beef and it's on sight. You'll have to clarify the level of beef if you want him to act accordingly.
Mediocre cook but if you criticize his cooking, will get 1: pissy and irritated and lecture you about scarcity and to eat what you're given, and 2: spend a stupid amount of time trying to improve. He's swamp southern, and not even an apocalypse can cull a southerner's urge to make good, home-cooked meals. He'll get more pissy if you point out that he's getting better.
Ive said before he's auditorially motivated. I stand by this. A partner can weaponize this by making sex noises if they want something specific from him. He's aware of this weakness. He's helpless nonetheless. Especially if you do it in public.
Despises PDA, but this translates to him grabbing his partner and tugging them into more private corners if he's feeling affectionate. He's not overly touchy, but he likes to be able to put hands on what's his. This looks like him slipping things into his partners pockets, or adjusting armor or weaponry on their person. Sometimes wiping off blood and muck.
Affectionately referring to him as a bad person/asshole makes him mushy-gushy. Sincerely appreciating the good parts of him makes him so lovesick he could puke, but it manifests as him getting irritable and grumbling about how you're kidding yourself.
On the last point, ive said before that Gage struggles the worst with insecurity in a healthy, loving relationship because he is accurate in everything wrong with him. He is a bad person, he is an asshole, and he absolutely should not have ended up with someone like his partner (regardless of if theyre a raider or not). Gage is aware of all of this. His biggest fear is that someone who's worthy of his partner will come along, and his partner will fall for them, then look at him and wonder why they ever settled for less. This plays a big part in both his constant bitching whenever his partner has a complaint with him (because it genuinely stings) and his subsequent struggle to improve and grow as a person. He wants to be worth them, deep down, but he's an old dog. He's been who he is for so long, for reasons he feels very strongly about. But his partner is worth changing for. That doesn't change the fact that the change is difficult, if not world-shattering.
Gage also has a bad habit of self-sabatoging for this reason. Arguements include things like "well, find someone who isn't like this" and that type of shit. He grows past it, eventually, but his partner better have his same stubbornness. Gage is too selfish to leave even if he thinks it'd be the best thing for his partner. The relationship ends on their call. Unless his partner really, really hurts him and pisses him off, but there's only a few things that could do that.
Doesn't want kids, but after a few years of being together, ends up as much of a softy as he could be and gets a habit of taking young adults under his wing. Expect to see him hassled by teens begging for stories or to be taught how to shoot. Gage hates it, but he still gives stories at the range, still teaching them how to defend himself. Uncle Porter is a controversial figure but he comforts himself with the knowledge that, if these kids need to kill anyone, they'll know exactly how to do it.
If he's just teaching the next generation of mercenaries and raiders, he'll just hold back and smile and say he has no idea what you're talking about, he's just a sweet old man looking out for the kiddos, if they form roaming bands and mug travelers that's a consequence of their enabling parents not whooping them enough, because Gage would never encourage that behavior, how dare you accuse himâ
If he and his partner get married, he asks Preston to officiate just to piss him right the fuck off
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