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nearly 2k words into this 2 part norm fic

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very low effort and fast but i did the thing

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Red-haired traumatized bisexual you`ll always be famous

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*final pam voice* vaultknight nation, how we feeling?

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fallout show rambles about Barb and the fandom's treatment of her.

look maybe I'm just falling in love again bc Coop has two hands but can we stop relentlessly hating on Barb? once again, you guys act like this season is a stand-alone game and that all the lore is right in front of you. when it's very much NOT. like watch Westworld then come back. this director will always pull punches and twists. it's not these grand lore-changing altercations, it's tiny windows of this story. Barb is a cog in the vault tec machine. yes, a high af cog and has say and power but she's still a cog. plus NO ONE OUTRIGHT SAID THAT VAULT TEC ACTUALLY DROPPED THE BOMBS. them SUGGESTING IT and being READY TO DO SO and HAVING ACCESS TO NUKES does NOT = them being the ones to actually push the button. we still don't KNOW WHO and most likely never will because it defeats the point of the series. but people act like she's the sole person to drop the bombs. She is the only person at vault tec. and I'm sick of it. you don't even give Bud this much shit and he OPENLY called the death of soldiers in war a "marketing error" I know for a fact that if it was vault tec, barb, Janey, and MAYBE coop would have been in a vault already. yes, she's secretive af but when push comes to shove, she wouldn't let the nukes launch when her daughter and ex-husband are actively out in the open. did none of you listen to their fight about the dogs??? she cares about her FAMILY. She is doing all of this because she does care. us learning that Vault tec had way more of a hand in the war than we thought does not equal the bombs being them. I have no idea how people got that logic. and then deciding to target all that rage onto Barb when Bud is also at fault. everyone in the tubes is at fault. vault tec as a WHOLE is at fault. stop hating one ONE WOMEN for the crimes of the whole corporation!!!

i swear to god if she was white you would call her a girlboss

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quick Maximus sketch my beloved

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꒰ The Commonwealth ꒱

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I just remembered I hadn’t posted this here

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Hi! i recently read your norm maclean x wastelander! reader fic, and i was wondering if you could write another one, basically in the same setting, but when they're already dating? like, it could be a part two to the earlier fic, but also could be read as a stand-alone fic?

sorry if its unclear, but thank you and have a great day!

content blood, graphic depictions of gore and death, ghoul child death, fluff, first confession

note(s) this can be read as a part 2 to this drabble or be read as its own story | thank you for the well wishes!! i hope you enjoy this and have a great day too

You hold your breath as you squeeze yourself through the smaller opening. Your sawed-off shotgun sits heavy in your palms. Hugging it close to your chest you take a few steps into the dark room. It takes a few seconds but a soft green light fills up the room. Looking up you notice the corner of the room crumbled in on itself to leave a large opening to the next room. Sitting in front of the door sits a burned-out husk of a bed. Crunching forwards you make your way towards the large hole. Looking back you watch as Norm inspects parts of the rubble leaving you in occasional darkness. Much of the furniture has been completely burned through and trashed.

"We're not the only people who have been through here."

"I can see that."

You roll your eyes at his scoff. Taking a step through the hole your eyes semi-adjust to the faint darkness. The light of his pip boy gives your eyes something to work with. Shadows dance across the walls. Distracting you enough for your right leg to catch on something.

"Fuck."

You shout quickly and you don't have to wait long before the room is illuminated. Sitting up you gather your gun back into your hands. Looking up you take in the sideways table with a single leg still attached. Sighing you go to hoist yourself up. You're stopped by a hand being shoved in your face. Biting back a remark you take it gratefully and allow Norm to help you onto your feet.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

You remove yourself from his gentle grasp. Heat burning your ears you point his attention to the dingy computer in the corner of the room. A strong wooden desk holding it up even after so many years. He gives you a warm green smile. Moving past you he rummages through his pack. A screwdriver and a few tools you don't know the names of are removed.

"Score."

You grin and wiggle the heavy metal lamp in the air. Norm doesn't look up from his objective and you frown at the lack of attention. Digging out a pack of matches you count yourself lucky as the lamp lights first try. You take one last look at Norm busy with removing the computer's electronic insides. Spinning you walk through the kitchen on the left finding a single can of cram and a half-empty water bottle. Humming you shove them into your rug-sack. Cautiously you start up the stairs and enter a small hallway. Only one door on the left, two on the right, and one more right in front of you. Taking a deep breath you ready your gun and slowly move door to door. The first door leads to a nursery and your heart hammers in your chest as you take in the nearly perfect room. The only thing out of state is blood splattered across the furthest wall. You don't bother going through the room and leave the door cracked as you move on. The second room is a large bedroom with a huge bed pressed underneath a window. This room looks burned out too and you notice the giant hole in the corner. You see another door a little further in but upon hearing the floor scream when you put any weight on it you decide to move on. The third room looks the worst. You gag at the stench before you even open the door. Swinging it open you're horrified at the sight. A family of bodies lies piled in the center of the room. A small child shakes hunched over them. Biting your cheek you take a single step into the room. The room is devoid of any furniture and you wonder where it all went. None of the other rooms had anything extra in them. Another step and you ready your gun. Quiet grunts are being drowned out by the blood rushing in your ears. Steading the gun towards the head you gently call out.

"Excuse me, sweetheart? Are you okay?"

Deep down you know the answer and struggle to keep yourself calm. Watching your fear turn to horror as the child finally faces you. Dark eyes look black in the dim lighting. Chunks of flesh have fallen off to give the little one a skeletal appearance. Every part of them looks so devoid of life and it takes everything in you not to scream. You've seen ghouls before but none ever as young as them. Aiming at their small head you take a few quick breaths before pulling the trigger. It's loud and you drop the gun to cover your ears. Gore splatters across the walls and they fall back into the pile. Dropping to your knees you gag painfully. You don't know how long you stay covering yourself. Norm wouldn't make you wait. Time simply doesn't feel right. You swing your fist back when something touches your shoulder. A shocked shout of your name and you're brought back to now. Letting your arm go limp at your side you're shocked to feel Norm gather you in his arms. What you're more shocked by is how tightly you cling to him. Burying your face into the crook of his neck you squeeze your eyes closed.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"I'm not crying."

You start, trying to push him away as your face burns.

"I never said you were. I know you're not."

You allow him to continue holding you. Only weakly trying to fight him before ultimately relaxing back into his touch. You should be comforting him, he should be the one in a state of shock. Not you. Him.

"I'm not hurt. Just a little shocked. I've never killed a-."

You trail off and go silent. He understands and soothingly rubs at the back of your neck. You allow the time to pass both of you holding the other in strong embraces. Only after the smell starts to gag you do you allow yourself to pull away. Standing you reach out a hand for him. He clasps palm and palm and allows you to hoist him up. Quickly finding your gun you hold it with one hand before picking up the lantern from the floor. With Norm hot on your heels, you both exit the room. Clicking the door shut you steady your gun once again. You point to the last door at the end of the hallway and tell him to stand back. He follows your instructions, but you can feel the anxiety coming off of him in waves. Swinging open the door you're met with nothing but a closet full of towels. Sighing you pick up a few hoping Lucy could sow them into jackets for the upcoming winter.

"There's nothing here but towels."

Kicking the door shut you hook the lamp onto your full bag and hoist it back onto your shoulders. Now that you're with Norm again you decide to snuff it out. Joining him back near the stairs you ask him what he's found as you walk back to the hole in the wall you entered from. He explains how he found a lot of useable wires despite how burned out the shell of the computer was. You respond in the positive despite your mind being elsewhere. So deep elsewhere you don't even hear Norm repeating your name.

"Starlight?" You snap out of your head and look over at him.

"Please don't ever let me go feral."

"Never."

You reach out and squeeze his hand in yours. You're not a sappy person, really you're not. Yet here you were saying something you've never said before.

"I love you, Geek."

"I love you too, Starlight."

His smile is infectious and soon you're both grinning as you walk hand in hand.

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The agenda got me

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vaultknight save me.... vaultknight... save me vaultknight....

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"Why did you join the Brotherhood?"

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any thaddeus enjoyers in the chat?? he's just a little guy!

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the way he just wants to fit in and relate to people 😭 he's so precious! please give him friends!!

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Mad as hell that this show made me get attached to some brotherhood characters because their outfits are SOO fucking hard to draw Anyways Maximus and Thaddeus are some of my favorite characters from the fallout show :]!

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Who would you rather bang? The cowboy goul guy or Moises Arias? It doesn't need to be a poll. Everyone has an answer to that and you have to live with that knowledge for the rest of your life.

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ouhgghhhh lucyyy,,, I love her sm ouhh