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My VaultGhoul one-shot is a little behind schedule due to work and an unforeseen doctor's visit for my heart! It will be out before the week is over! I'm so sorry for any inconvenience this may cause!

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Pretty as a vine; sweet as a grape - Sneak Peak

Notes: There are no real warnings, other than this is an unedited intro to the sex pollen two part fic I'm releasing next mid-week. I hope it's okay! Pairing: Cooper Howard/Lucy MaClean Warning(s): Swearing; Implications of Child Abduction; more to come

One might think that he has full sway in what happens while they travel together, as for once, he’s being nice enough to share information. He doesn’t work well with others, let alone keep them alive when it's all said and done. Cooper usually takes his caps from sales or bounty’s. And he already tried the former on MaClean. 

So it’s a wonder he puts up with her deviations at all. Sometimes it’s to help someone, other times it's to explore. 

Most times it’s a waste of daylight. 

He thinks on this now, glaring at the sun steeped beneath an array of violet, orange, and periwinkle. The clouds are capped in gold, shafts of light desperate to pour over the wasteland. They should have made camp an hour ago, and instead they’re tracking some lady’s missing kid. 

The circumstances in which he caves are almost always the same. And this is no different. A local asks Lucy for help, she agrees, he disagrees; it always comes to a head when their knowledge expands upon how the missing item is important, or God forbid, a person is missing. 

Had it been a man or cat or some random family heirloom, Cooper would have sent her packing on her own. But of course, potential life means Lucy has to fit herself into the puzzle and solve it. Whether that absorbs his day too or not doesn’t seem to bother her at all.

Little miss morality has to hold the high ground and smother ethics in his face until he can’t do anything but give in and watch her back—it's a broken system. 

“Here!” Lucy jogs ahead of him, her pip-boy praising her with a jingle upon reaching her destination. 

Vault (#) glowers at them from over the tumultuous desert; darkened steel is lost to vines thicker than his forearm, rich in an assortment of cerulean, egg-white, magenta, and sprawling masses of black roots. It unfurls from the vaults gaping cavern with no obstruction. 

Whatever plantlife this is, it isn’t native to the Mojave. Cooper takes another step, his peripheral caught on the slight thrum the plant seems to emanate. 

There’s no way the kid went in willingly, right? This has to be a set up. The whole scene practically screams ‘death this way’. As far as the Ghoul is concerned, no child of the wastes is dumb enough to wander from home and into the clutches of uncharted territory. Not any with a brain.

His gut churns, his skin taut in warning, and his fingers flex beside his belt before he gathers himself in a single breath. This ain’t right.

Lucy is only a little ways ahead of him, beguiled by the abstract flora at her feet. 

When she looks at him, it's confidence that glimmers in her doe-eyes. “Okey Dokey,” with a slight nod, she readies her flashlight and pistol. Cooper’s brow rises before a word can escape him, and when one eventually does, it isn’t in practice or conscious. 

It just comes out. 

“Don’t.”

Lucy frowns. It’s small, barely lasts a second, “We already agreed–”

“Something’s not right,” he grunts, patience already worn thin, “either we leave together or I leave alone. It’s up t’ you, sweetheart.”

Many emotions fall over Lucy's complexion. Annoyance, concern, her expression is wide and open and full of disappointment. “You said you’d watch my back, you said since it was a little kid–”

“There is no lil’ kid.” Cooper’s tone is short, both with agitation and refusal to be made a fool. 

“You think Alice would lie ab–”

“Who?”

“The woman who hired us,” Lucy’s voice is high, disbelief feathered beneath shock and mild bemusement, “how do you not remember that?” 

He grunts, but it’s all she receives as an answer. After a moment, Lucy adds, “She paid us up front. Why do that if you’re going to lie or kill someone?” She's more amused than displeased as her reasons continue to flow. She meets his gaze for a time, longer than he thought her capable of, until his own furrows and conveniently, the fauna is interesting again.

The vault dweller isn’t wrong, he’ll admit that. But instinct has kept him alive all these years, and he’s more obliged to listen to it than some stranger squalling about offspring she had no evidence of. 

Cooper coughs, clasping to his belt tighter with the tilt of his hips when he recalls, “Half. She paid us half.”

A beat passes. Then another. He lets the insinuation hang between them until it's thick enough to drown in.

“What are you implying?”

He threw a line, she bit, now all he had to do was reel her in. Make her see sense. Whether it’s a raider's way to lure unsuspecting victims, a Vault-tec experiment gone wrong, or a vacant chamber—he didn't care. Cooper wasn't about to go and risk his life for two hundred caps and a boy he's never seen.

Despite himself, it turns out he would much rather Lucy leave with him, than allow her to fumble such an obvious trap. It’s unlike Cooper to care—if he could name it that. Perhaps there is an attachment, a pull, something just under the brittle surface they call acquaintanceship. Nothing he’s looked too far into. If he does, Cooper is unsure of where it will lead.

The fresh finger sewn to his hand itches, tingles, a fluttering reminder of where he got it; Cooper clenches his hand so tight it burns. 

“There is no kid,” he hisses, lurching forward as if to make his point, “no more caps, no helpin’ some lost soul—that’s a death sentence, and you’d be wise to leave wit’ me.”

At first, the silence is deafening. Both edge on what else left there is to say, as Lucy fiddles with the notch of her flashlight. Her eyes dart back from the path they came, the vault, and Cooper himself. 

Thankfully, a decision is made without any more pushback. 

He's almost prideful, the way she takes one, two, three steps towards his direction—

"Mommy!" A riptide of horror settles against Lucy's trigger finger, spinning on her heel so fast, it gives him whiplash. "Mommy, I'm hurt!"

Lucy is gone, sprinting inside the second Cooper reaches for her. 

It delays him, the shock in how fast she had evaded his grip. Long enough for him to think about whether or not he goes after her.  His finger itches again, a gentle warmth crawls up his arm when it flexes, more so when the weight of his firearm rests against it. 

Dogmeat finally reminds the ghoul of her presence, whining in the direction of Lucy's trail.

"Fuckin' hell," he grunts, cracking his neck alongside his saunter, "this is why I work alone."

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Again, this is unedited and I'm really sorry if there's any terrible mistakes! I promise it'll be much better post-release next week! I also didn't want to give too much away. Thank you!

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Hi how are you ? i love burn my desire fiction with alternate universe of the greens winning also the oc seems intresting i cant to read more i remember there is snippet of chapter 3 but not the full chapter and im looking forward to read more.

This is so sweet! Yes, only a snippet is out, but all of the story should be finished soon! So updates will return in full force in, at most, two months.

It IS an au, but not one in which the Greens have won. It's very much still taking place in a civil war, where I've made sure to show that Reader supports Rhaenyra. Thank you again!

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Hi author, you write so well, when will you update burn my desire can't wait to read the next chapter

When I'm done writing it! I decided (admittedly on my own, sorry for the radio silence) to finish it, then release it in scheduled parts. It's less stressful for me, and it ensures a chapter every week.

However, the initial wait time is longer, so for that I'm super sorry. I also haven't been writing until recently. Like, a month ago. So there's that in addition to this.

I hope that helps answer your question!

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Yeah, I'm totally normal about Lucy and Cooper's dynamic. It's not like we learn in the first episode that Cooper was divorced and unhappy. Immediately followed by Lucy's marriage application and wedding which ended with her husband stabbing her. Yeah, it's not like we learn later on that Cooper was also metaphorically stabbed in the back by his wife's beliefs. It's not like Cooper told his wife that he loved her because he trusted her to always do the right thing. Yeah, it's not like Lucy always tried to do the right thing and treated him right. Also, it's not like the two had a bloody "exchange" of fingers, evoking the red thread of fate, also known as the red thread of Marriage... Yeah, okey-dokey.

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Okay...whelp, I'm officially vaultghoul trash. Haven't felt this down bad about a ship since jonsa.

Anyways, expect some blah, bleh, smut, blah, blah, angst, maybe meh, enemies-to-lovers bed sharing, and some good old fashioned 'there's-only-one-way-to-survive-the-sex-pollen' fics. That is all.

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I don't think people truly understand the gravity of Rafah being bombed.

There is nowhere left to go.

The lowest cost is $5,000 USD to flee to Egypt. There has been people paying over $10,000 USD.

That is the only option

Pay or die.

Rafah was the only place in Palestine promised not to be bombed. That promise is broken.

1.5 million people have nowhere to go!

Reminder, if possible, please donate to the PCRF, ANERA, Islamic Relief, Palestine Red Crescent Society, Medical Aid for Palestinians, Defense for Children International - Palestine, Doctors Without Borders, and all other trusted organizations.

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While Americans are distracted watching the Super Bowl, Israel has chosen to begin bombing over a million Palestinians.

It’s timed too conveniently to be a coincidence.

There’s nothing we can do to stop this but please don’t be silent. Even if you’re watching the game, please use your voice to condemn genocide in this moment and afterwards.

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remember when taylor speaking about voting led to a 1226% increase in vote.org activity within just an hour?

it’s been just 2 hours and her instagram post announcing the new album already has over 7 million likes.

i wonder how many phone calls to reps, money to feed starving people in gaza, emails to government officials, and awareness could be brought about if she were to do literally anything to acknowledge the ongoing genocide that has murdered over 10,000 children!

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The last remaining hospital in Gaza is now under attack. Everyone is fleeing and nobody has anywhere else to go. Rafah was designated safe.

Posted 3 hours ago as of 2 am UTC January 17. She was recently live and it was cut off.

TikTok link

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on my knees begging for a piece with sansa i need it like air please your art is so insanely good

Little bird

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You're boring and have bad taste

lol k

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what people making those “hot gortash” mods fail to understand is that a huge part of the appeal is that he kind of looks like shit

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hello everyone, i know there's.. a lot to care about in the world right now, putting it lightly!!! but since it's also native american heritage month, i wanted to bring to everyone's attention that the fight against the Dakota Access Pipeline (remember NoDAPL?) is ongoing. this is a lot of text to alt text so if anyone would like to assist that would be sick, but to summarize:

the standing rock tribe is pushing for Alternative 2, an explanation on the image reads:

"In the 2023 Draft Environmental Impact Statement (DEIS) for the Lake Oahe Crossing of the Dakota Access Pipeline (DAPL), the proposed Alternative 2 is a No Action Alternative: "The USACE [Army Corps of Engineers] would not grant an easement to cross federal property at Lake Oahe and the 7,500 feet of pipeline within the Project Area would be abandoned in place. This segment would be abandoned in place according to 49 CFR 195.402(10) requirements, including purging the pipeline segment of oil and permanently sealing. Abandonment activities would likely be completed in 1 year." (USACE, 2023)"

in essence, they are trying to stop the pipeline from crossing over important bodies of water! if possible, it would be fantastic if you could write in support of Alternative 2 before December 13th, 2023! you can email! how to comment (written comments specifically):

"Written comments can be emailed to:

NWO-DAPL-EIS@usace.army.mil

U.S. Army Corps of Engineers, Omaha District

ATTN: Brent Cossette

CENWO-ODT-N (DAPL EIS)

1616 Capitol Avenue

Omaha, NE 68102

Comments must be post marked or received by December 13, 2023. The public comment period was extended by 30-days."

here is the most convenient place to read the Draft Environmental Impact Statement: https://www.nwo.usace.army.mil/Missions/Dam-and-Lake-Projects/Oil-and-Gas-Development/Dakota-Access-Pipeline/

information pulled from: https://indigenousgulf.online/@BvlbanchaLiberationRadio/111342045883516654

full transcription of the first two images: https://www.tumblr.com/fair-lead/734362140482387968/heres-transcriptions-with-bolditalicsetc

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If you are a fan fic writer and you're alright with people making fan art of your fic, reblog this 💚

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