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controversially young gf x nathan fielder

summary: headcanon of nathan fielder x controversially young gf! reader

rating: R — reader is 21+, sex is mentioned a few times, age gap, fem!reader

- controversially young gf that intentionally seeks out nathan.

- you spot him sitting alone in the corner of a bar, nursing his drink like it’s medicinal.

- every time he looks up, you guys make eye contact — not once, not twice, but five times. you smile; he doesn’t, just stares at you like you’re a part of a social experiment he didn’t get funding for.

- when you finally approach him (after sending him a drink and him just staring at you while sipping said drink), you guys have an awkward exchange before you ask for his number.

-you spam text him before he finally responds

heyyyy 3:36 AM

it’s me from the bar 3:45 AM

unless there’s multiple girls you met from the bar 3:46 AM

that would be embarrassing 3:46 AM

for me 3:48 AM

NATHAN: Hi, yes, I remember you from the bar. 7:12 AM

omg 7:24 AM

i thought you gave me the wrong number 7: 24 AM

or u ghosted me 7:24 AM

wyd tn???? 7:45 AM

- you basically berate him until he goes out with you.

- i imagine you two plan to meet at a sushi restaurant

You’re twenty minutes late, which you think is slightly charming, and he mostly likely thinks is disrespectful. Immediately as you walk in, you see him. He’s sitting stiffly at a table, hands flat on his thighs. You guys make eye contact as you rush in, he stands up, hand ready to shake yours like this is some business meeting. Instead of shaking his hand, you bring him in for a hug.

“Hi! How’ve you been?” You say, pulling him into a hug and swaying him left and right.

“Um… Good.” His voice is tight, arms hovering awkwardly behind your back.

Once you let him go, he immediately sat back down to his original positions. “I didn’t know if… people still hug when meeting. Like in a dating context. I’m not used to it.”

You smile, peeking your eyes above the menu in front of your face, “Are you nervous?”

He stares at the soy sauce a moment too long. “No, I’m always nervous. This is just different.”

You place your menu down, eyebrows quirking up, “Different how?”

“Different like I might actually enjoy this.”

- you order more confidently than he does.

- he gets a cucumber roll saying something about “not trusting the fish-to-rice ratio.”

- you offer him some of your sushi, which he declines. you insist, pushing your chopsticks toward his face before he reluctantly takes it.

- at the end of the night, he walks you to your car. you lean against it, he stands in front of you with his hands behind his back. as you’re ending your conversation, you give him a peck on the cheek before getting in your car.

you looked like you were in physical pain sitting across from me LOL 10:43 PM

you’re so cute 10:43 PM

NATHAN: I wasn’t in pain. That’s just my face. 11:01 PM

- after that night, he gets a little more comfortable with you.

- you guys text for months, seeing each other frequently, before he invites you to his place.

- he shares his ideas with you, not matter how bizarre they are.

- you guys decide to start going on walks together when you both had nothing better to do.

- you are definitely making most of the first moves

It’s chilly, Nathan’s awkwardly holding his jacket around himself. You’re walking shoulder to shoulder, talking about random things that happened throughout the day. You stop him mid-sentence and just go for it, pulling him in for a kiss.

When you two part, he blinks at you, “Was that rehearsed?”

“Dude, are you serious?”

“Sorry.”

“Okay, fine. Yes, but only the part right before the kiss.”

- you make him text you more often. texts started stiff, sometimes formal, before he starts to relax a bit

NATHAN: I saw someone that looked like you today. 5:03 PM

was it me? 5:04 PM

NATHAN: It was. You were standing in front of that bakery we went to last week. 5:07 PM

NATHAN: I got nervous and walked the other way. 5:08 PM

freak!!!!! 5:10 PM

i like that 5:10 PM

NATHAN disliked your message

- you looove going to his house, he loves you sleeping over

It’s 2am, you’re on his couch in his hoodie, while he’s sitting on the floor nearby, sorting some wires from an old project. Your head is squished between the couch cushion and your forearm while you watch him closely.

You stay in your positions before he glances over at you, “Do you want a pillow? Or are you just absorbing couch molecules?”

“I’ll absorb your molecules,” You smile deviously.

There’s a beat of silence before he stands up, walks over with a blanket that was originally folded up behind a loveseat, placing it over you. “Give me 5 minutes.” He mutters as you nod eagerly.

- stands behind you as you do your nightly routine while quietly reading on his phone.

- he say it’s “for proximity calibration”

- sets the thermostat to the exact temperature you prefer when you stay over.

- you like taking pictures of him doing mundane tasks and then gushing over them later.

- he pretends to hate it, but in actuality, he starts doing the same to you (without the extreme gushing — he just looks at them later when he’s missing you).

- eventually, he starts sending photos he takes of himself without comment.

- like sending mirror selfies with random objects around his house.

- keeps your favorite snacks at his place and then denies they’re for you.

“I just like those now. Independently.”

- you blast music when you cook, he listens to podcasts quietly.

- for someone younger than him, he’s a lot healthier than you.

- he makes most of the food you eat together.

- mostly because the last couple times you “made” food, it had been meals a college student would make using their last $5.

- and yes, you are in the background taking photos of him cooking.

- him teaching you how to cook….…….

- he’s only taught you how to make a few meals because every time he tries to teach you, you become a horndog.

He’s showing you how to dice onions. You’re behind him, arms wrapped around hid waist, not paying attention in the slightest.

“Are you even watching?” Nathan questions.

“Oh, I’m watching.” You say, staring intensely at his arms and hands.

- he cannot keep up with you

- while he has you beat in the health department, he doesn’t stand a chance with your stamina.

“I already fucked you 3 times just this morning, how are you still this wound up?”

“I can’t help it when you look like this! You look so hot with your glasses on.”

- he can’t say no to you.

- once he learns about the triangle method, he realizes you do it every time you want him to kiss you ever since you met. refuses to confront you about it though, he finds it too endearing to let you know that he knows your little secret.

- will NEVER wake you up when you’re sleeping on him. on his lap, across his legs, sprawled beside him on the couch, he is not moving.

- he IS little spoon

- when you’re sad, he’ll give you space with a blanket and candle beside you. you always crawl into his lap less than 10 minutes later.

- his hyper-logical over-explaining calms you down.

- he finds your oversharing very addictive, he could listen to you without saying a word for months, if not years.

- he once did a full psychological analysis using your star chart “for fun.”

- you send him 10-minute voice memos throughout your day, he saves them and listens to all of them, sometimes twice.

- he does both of your laundry, you fold half and steal the rest of his clothes.

- you cut his hair; he refuses to let anyone else do it.

- you dance in the kitchen, he doesn’t join. But he’ll watch like it’s the most important part of his day.

- you say “i love you” constantly, he’s not keen on saying it back as often as you are but he’ll make sure you know how loved you are.

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okay i know i said tuesday, i fell asleep as i was writing this yesterday LOL. i hope you enjoy this tiny fic, i’ll be writing larger pieces later this week. also im trying to get out of using Y/N, hopefully the writing is still easy to read without it.

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kate are u there kate... i need more nathan desperately and ur my only hope..

im on it babygirl

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all i can think about is nosferatu x interview with the vampire

they put me in a padded room

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how it feels now that nosferatu fanfics are rolling in

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Lucy Maclean and Maximus in Season 1 of FALLOUT

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imagine lucy showing u & maximus how to fuck….

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LUCY TYING UP READER like role playing that reader is a raider and has to be taught manners, and lucy makes reader beg and thank her for everything

you groan and bite your lip to conceal a smirk as lucy's boot digs deeper into your center, your tied legs raising up as you grind against it.

she was the one who had suggested this type of roleplay - a scenario where you would play a raider who just broke inside the vaults, and you were more than happy to oblige. especially since you love it when she manhandles you.

"does the big, tough raider like this?" lucy mocks, jutting her lip out in a pout. "being tied down and used by a vaultie like me?" she pushes her boot off of you and it takes everything in you to stay in character as she sits down on your lap and runs her hands underneath your shirt, fingers ghosting along your nipples.

"fuck you," you spit, wiggling around in her grasp. "i should've killed you the moment i saw you."

a light slap gets delivered to your cheek.

"you should be thanking me. you'd be dead if i hadn't hidden you from our overseer." her hand wraps around your throat, squeezing. lucy's eyes turn soft as she looks down at your body, admiring you. "one look at you and i knew i could straighten you out - show you some manners."

"i'm not that easy." you counter, glaring at her.

"no?" she tilts her head, slowly starting to grind against your lap. you pray that she doesn't hear the way your breath hitches as she unzips her jumpsuit, exposing her perky breasts. "i could have you begging in less than a minute."

she reaches down and begins rubbing her thumb against your clothed clit and you let out a whine that has lucy smirking in triumph. your eyes flutter closed as she leans in close and leaves sloppy kisses along your jawline, chuckling darkly.

"still not that easy?"

"just fuck me already!" you demand impatiently, desperately lifting your hips up to hers. "you've had your fun with teasing me."

"have i?" lucy giggles, slowly pulling down your underwear and tucking them inside her pocket before winking at you. "i'll give you what you want - if you thank me for saving you. it's the least you could do."

you're just about to disagree when she enters a finger inside your needy pussy, going knuckle deep before stilling her hand. you know she wanted you to be a 'tough' raider, but maybe she won't be so mad if you give in so easily.

"t-thank you." you murmur, looking away in shame. she tuts and grabs your chin to make you look at her, squirming your body at how intense her gaze is.

"good little raider." lucy praises, and your stomach does flips. her finger begins moving slowly and you're so wet that you hear squelching sounds. "i told you i could straighten you out."

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it's all of them, your honor

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Three tickets to Challengers please

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‘Does anyone want a Lucy Maximus throu-“

YES I DO. YES I DO. ME ME ME

Surfaced Hearts

summary: headcanon of lucy, maximus, & surface dweller!reader throuple

rating: R (?) - nsfw, the apocalypse, killing people, just fallout, fem!reader, the use of Y/N, maximus has his armor bc..hehe

- i can think of so many ways you guys could meet

- maybe you're a surface dweller who meets lucy & maximus when they stumble upon your shop

- OR maybe you're childhood friends with lucy, you guys leave the vault together, and then meet maximus later on along the way

- surface dweller!reader tho (*❦ω❦)

The sun hung low in the sky casting long shadows across the broken pavement as Lucy and Maximus approached the dilapidated storefront. Their steps were cautious, hands gripping their weapons, ears perked for any sign of danger in the eerie silence of the wasteland. As they neared the entrance, a sudden cacophony shattered the silence. Raiders faces twisted with malice, emerging from the shadows, brandishing rusted weapons and hungry eyes. Lucy's grip tightened on her pistol, while Maximus aimed his mechanical arm, gears whirring in anticipation. Suddenly, before the raiders could even position themselves for a second attack, a sudden onslaught of gunfire erupted from the shop's interior. Bullets flew through the air with deadly precision, finding their marks in the chest of the unsuspecting raiders. Stunned, all Lucy and Maximus can do is merely watch as the assailants fall one by one, their bodies crumpling to the ground. Standing amidst the carnage, a figure emerged from the dust. A surface dweller, standing tall, your weapon still smoking in your hand as you surveyed the aftermath then began rummaging through the dead bodies' belongings. As you do so, you look up at the two standing beside you, "Y'all don't plan on causing any trouble like these asshats right?" Lucy and Maximus stare at each other before looking back at the scavenger, all they can do is nod.

- from that point forward, they want you SO bad

- you have would kill for them

- (and vice versa) you're is just more unhinged aggressive about their devotion

"Phew! That was a close one," Lucy gasped, her chest heaving as she cast a glance toward Maximus, her eye lingering on his rugged features. Maximus nodded, a bead of sweat tracing a path down his face. "Yeah... Hey, where's Y/N?" His gaze flickered between Lucy and the shadows of where the surface dweller once was. A few anxious moments later you emerged, your form silhouetted by the dim light of the land. Lucy and Maximus approach you, their hearts racing with a mixture of relief and concern. "Sweetie, where have you been?" Lucy's voice was soft, tinged with a hint of worry as she touched your arm. Your eyes met Lucy's, and a flicker of something unreadable fades away immediately after making eye contact with her. "And why are you covered in blood?" Maximus's voice was low, his gaze lingering on your disheveled appearance. "They're gone now," you replied cryptically, your voice barely reaching a whisper as you leaned into their touch. As the weight of your words hung in the air between them, Lucy and Maximus exchanged a glance. Amidst the chaos and uncertainty, they found themselves drawn to the surface dweller in ways they couldn't quite explain.

- babygirl, girlboss, and malewife

- i imagine you're a little rough around the edges considering your predicament

- but lucy and maximus soften you up :D

You've always had a hardened exterior, having learned to rely on keeping your guard up at all times. But when Lucy and Maximus entered your life, you found yourself grappling with the unfamiliar territory of trust and vulnerability. One day, as you guys were traversing the rugged terrain, you encountered Dogmeat. Your instincts kicked in immediately, muscles tensing as your eyes followed the tog warily. "Easy there, Y/N," Lucy said, her voice calm and reassuring as she approached the canine companion with outstretched hands. "He's a friend, not a foe." Maximus, with his gentle demeanor, echoed Lucy's sentiment. "Trust us, Dogmeat is as loyal as they come." You remained skeptical, "Still, I'm not sharing my food with the mutt." You grumbled, Lucy and Maximus exchanged knowing glances. After less than a week, Dogmeat stood by your side as you cooked the meat you had just scavenged, the canine getting pieces here and there from the surface dweller.

- you love gifting them things

like when lucy mentioned that she missed watching old westerns in her vault, you're immediately searching for the best copies and a working television

- maximus's love language is definitely words of affirmation and acts of service

- he's a sucker for verbal expressions of love and appreciation

- but he actually goes weak to the knees (like on the ground, begging, clinging onto you and lucy's legs) when it comes to acts of service

- like helping him repair one of his arms and he's just shaking and blushing

- or scavenging for oysters just to gift it to him, he's purring and surrounds you

- lucy's is so physical touch

- sometimes, when you guys can find clean water, you and maximus take a bath or shower with her and it's her favorite thing ever

- babygirl asf

- imagine lucy teaching you and maximus different self-care practices

Lucy grinned, her expression filled with excitement as she gestured toward the jar in her hand. "We're going to start with something simple: exfoliation." You and Maximus exchanged a puzzled glance before turning their attention back to Lucy, who wasted no time demonstrating the proper techniques. With gentle motions, she applied the scrub to her skin, massaging with care. "And that's how you exfoliate!" Lucy declared, her skin glowing with newfound radiance. While all you could do is stare in horniness amazement with your mouth open, Maximus scratched his head, a look of confusion across his face. "...But why?" he asked, only to be met with a punch on the arm by the surface dweller.

- honestly, i feel like you guys don't even talk about being a couple or anything, it just happened over time

- like a few subtle touches and stolen glances over time turns into staring lovingly into the eyes of each other and .........

tiny nsfw

- "intercourse?"

- just a room full of switches

- you're on top most of the time tho

- maximus is a giver all the way

- bro's mouth is always full

- lucy is a pillow princess and you cannot change my mind

- and very vocal

- maximus likes to watch you and lucy

- the cuck chair lives past the apocalypse!!!

- he's mostly quiet with the occasional praises, telling you to keep going, that you're doing so well, that you make him and/or lucy feel so good

- it's like he's taking notes

- "you wanna make my cock explode now?"

anyways! back to the planned program

- lucy does your hair most of the time

- the first time she suggested it she asked for you to find a hairbrush so that she could "fix up our hair"

- you immediately jumped up to rummage around for that old hairbrush in that one file cabinet

- so now she does your hair most mornings while maximus makes or scavenges for some form of breakfast

- for some reason, i feel like maximus knows how to play cards

- and i just know it would be lucy's favorite pass times

"oh! can we play that card game you taught us, maxie?"

- do you guys think lucy and maximus would have nicknames for each other?

- like lucy calls him 'max' and/or 'maxie' (maxi? maxy?) and maximus calls lucy 'luce' (EEEE)

- you and maximus LOVE the way lucy smells tho

- i know it's weird but imagine always being surrounded by the most putrid stenches and here comes this beautiful, very clean lady comes along

- it can't be helped

"what are you guys doing?" "nothin" "you always smell like roses"

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hope you enjoyed! lmk if anyone wants more lucy x max throuple fics, i can make a longer fic going into more depth. thank you!!

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me when i rise from my tumblr grave just to write fanfiction abt my favorite hyperfixation

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tooth moodboard

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this is how it feels to promise to write but having an extreme case of writers block

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your old shit is amazing and we miss you 🥺🫶

I MISSED YOU GUYS STOPPPPP

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would y’all be mad if i started writing nathan fielder fanfics again….