#sci-fa

[duck-in-the-universe]

First Drop

On Deslotair, the storm cycle breaks every three years, clearing the skies for off-world ships to make a rare visit to the planet. But for every ship that can make the landing, another falls to the unfamiliar conditions and dust-laden atmosphere. Scavengers watch the ships as they crash, ready to strip them to the hulls for all their worth.

Taglist: @glacierruler

[the-hypnic-jerk]

Valentine's Date

A short story based on my OCs Tulvyh and Wenski, a gnoll and mousefolk lesbian couple, having a surprise date on a special day.

Temperature very quickly raises to an almost uncomfortably warm degree, as the surounding, tight confines of the mecha rumble and shake.

A large gnoll woman with a slicked back top cut sits in the seat of the mecha, hands and feet on the controls, a nervous smile on her face.

A substantially small mouse woman, with a bob cut, strapped to the gnoll the size of a toddler sitting in the gnoll's lap. She nervously graps the gnolls arm as the chassis of the mecha shakes again, her eyes closed tight.

"It's just re-entry, don't worry." The gnoll says, softly.

The mouse snaps her eyes open and pulls her hand back in a huff, "I know it's re-entry! Doesn't-" She stops and takes a breath realizing how snappy she's sounding, her southern manerisms probably making it sound worse than it is, "It doesn't mean I hate it any less." She crosses her arms. As the chassis rumbles again, she looks up passed the many buttons on the dashboard. She confident the mecha will hold, but... her worries about space flight constantly gnaw at her.

The gnoll gives the mouse a small kiss on the back of her head.

Despite everything about the situation gnawing and discomforting her, the kiss is like the gentle soft bed she needed to know everything was going to be okay. Her shoulders loosen, tension she didn't even know she was holding melting away as she takes a deep breath and just lays back into her wife's lap, at least as much as the harness will allow.

The cockpit is silent for a while between the two of them. Small metallic rumbles and shakes continue for almost five minutes before it's replaced with the sound of engines winding up.

The gnoll flips several switches on the dashboard above, returning her hand to the controls and pressing buttons, felxing her feet in the controls at the base of the cockpit and causing a muffled but loud rumbling coming from behind the two occupants.

Almost immediately, the mouse tenses up again, her eyes shutting and staying shut as the rumbling continues, nothing but the black of her eyelids as the rumbling and wooshing around the cockpit changes and shifts.

Metallic clanks move and shift as the gnoll confidently moves and shifts her weight in the controls, "I'm going to turn on the display. You don't have to open your eyes, but... it's going to be really pretty." the gnolls soft voice says behind the mouse as she flips another set of switches.

The mouse takes several more breaths, before, "Okay." Opening her eyes she see's the wall panels of the mecha had lit up in a holographic image of what was outside of the mecha.

The mecha was descending slowly down the surface of a rolling hillside, lit up by a beautiful pink sun. Sprawling fields of uncountable colored flowers all billowing in the winds as petals of all colors flutter through the sky.

"H-" The mouse goes to speak, finding her breath almost literally taken away at the sight of it all, "Holy hells." She finally says looking out on the staggeringly beautiful sight.

A smile just widens across the gnolls face, as she focuses on landing.

Slowly but steadily the mech approaches the tip top of one of the larger hills in the unending fields, the engines revving until the feet of the mecha touch-down and almost immediately go quiet, with only the mechanical sounds of the mecha's legs shifting and getting into position at the movements of the gnoll inside.

Cresting over the tip of the hill the mecha comes to a halt looking out on the fields, the electronics wind down and the holographics power down, leaving them in the near dark again.

The gnoll pulls her hands out of the controls, "W- well?"

"U- heh, it was beautiful Tulvyh." The mouse responds.

"It's not over yet." Tulvyh says, flicking a switch and pulling a lever.

"Oh?" The mouse responds as the front of the mecha opens downward creating a platform in front of them, the pink sunlight breaking into and across the two of them, fresh floral air filling the cockpit, Once the lid opens fully the mecha's hand comes into view, flattening and creating a large flat space.

Tulvyh reaches around the mouse and turns and unlatches their harness, "Careful Wenski."

"Hush, I can stand on my own." She fusses as the harness comes free and she carefully slides off Tulvyh's lap onto the large latch of the mech, onto her feet, but low enough to brace herself with her hands as she tentatively climbs up to the edge, not climbing up onto the hand of the mech as she looks out eyes wide at the fields of lucious flowers.

Tulvyh doesn't follow immediately, instead standing up and turning around, pressing a button on the seat she was just sitting on, causing the back of the seat to open up to a compartment.

"Tulvyh this is-" As Wenski turns around she sees Tulvyh pull out a large blanket and a wicker basket with the top of two wine bottles sticking out of the top.

"Heh... happy valentines day." Wenski says shyly, a blush filling her cheeks.

It takes another moment for Wenski to respond, as a few tears start welling up in her eyes, "Y- fuckin' goofball, this was your plan the whole time wasn' it?" She accuses, her southern drawl coming out fully.

"Yeah... maybe." Tulvyh's blush deepens hard.

Wenski stands up, walking over to the gnoll and gives her as big of a hug as she can manage, "Get yer face down her so I can kiss it."

"Ahhehehehe," she kneels down as best she can with her hands full as Wenski reaches up, placing both her hands on either side of the scruffy gnoll's face planting a short deep kiss on her lips.

The gnoll's cheeks just burn brighter as the mouse pulls away, "I- uh... should I put the blanket down?" She asks, her thoughts flustered to a halt.

"Hah, yes you goof, what'd you even bring?" Wenski asks, moving to the side as best she can.

Wenski steps around her up to the mecha's hand, setting the basket down and letting out the soft blanket, laying it over the large hand of the mech, "Uh... some of those egg sandwiches you like from the diner down the street?" She asks, despite her being the one to pack them, "And, uh... some of the doughnuts you like from Scratches, and two bottle of the strawberry wine you like."

Wenski gives a small chuckle, stepping up behind her wife, "You thought if everything 'I like', didn't you?" She teases Tulvyh's wording.

Tulvyh quietly straightens the blanket before turning around and offering a steady hand to Wenski.

"Thank you." She says, taking her hand and climbing up onto the hand. She looks out onto the surrounding fields, realizing how far up they are from the flower filled ground below and lets out a huff, "I'm uh... just gonna lie down on it for a bit, don't mind me." She says, crawling out onto the blanket on all fours.

"Okay." Tulvyh says understandingly, following her out on all fours as well, setting the basket in front of them.

"Are you making fun of me?" Wenski says, teasing her.

"N- no!"

Wenski chuckles in response, leaning up against her wife, as they come to a comfortable laying down position beside her. She takes a long deep breath of floral air, nuzzling against the large gnoll, "Love you sweetheart."

"Love you to Wenski."

[alphamecha-mkii]

[dailyprosekaaudoodles]

This is a repost of an old doodle from my Sci-fi/Fantasy AU

For those who don't know: Emu has kinda a bad habit of hovering off (because she flies like a hummingbird), so she has to be kept on a makeshift kids leash often.

[flash-from-the-past]

Submachine 6: the edge

[forgottenbones]

Bad Movie Beatdown: Moon 44 (REVIEW)

[nerd-artist]

Horizon Rock Bands AU: Alpha Prime

This is heavily inspired by the animated series Jem and The Holograms (I’m sorry if you know the reference because it means you’re as old as me 😆). There will be posts about other bands. Ereloy implied 🧡.

The band

Alpha Prime is a synth-punk rock band that performs songs about the struggles of social life and humanity's downfall. Aloy and her twin sister Beta started the band to take down Nemesis, the evil group that was winning every contest through dishonest ways before Alpha Prime showed up. Petra, Alva, Zo, and Talanah also had their own personal discordances with Nemesis, so they teamed up with the sisters to bring them down and make the world a little brighter with their music.

Unstoppable on stage, they've been number one since their first appearance at The Proving, the most prestigious battle of the bands in the music scene. There, they met the band Rock Breakers, who are not only their competitors but also great friends and allies against Nemesis.

With their manager Ersa, they’re getting ready for the competition by touring across the country. Their shows are called epic, thanks to their magical computer GAIA, which adds awesome visual effects and illusions to their performances.

Character profiles under the cut

Aloy

She's the leader of the band and their main songwriter. She plays her guitar ‘Outcast’, and her soft voice mixed with her feral screams make her the perfect backup vocalist. When she and her sister Beta were little, their mother disappeared, which shattered Aloy's trust in others. This caused her to become closed off, and now she struggles with social interactions. She seeks revenge on Tilda, the leader of Nemesis, because she suspects her of being involved in her mother's mysterious disappearance. When the weight of her mother's legacy and her own frustrations become too much to bear, she turns to her best friend Erend, the leader of Rock Breakers. Being by his side makes her feel more at home than anywhere else, sparking emotions she doesn't quite understand—emotions that end up fueling her songwriting.

Zo

Fans describe the soothing tone of her voice as healing, so it’s no surprise that she uses her ‘Fa’ mic to take on the role of the band’s lead vocalist. Always looking out for the other girls, it’s common to see her setting up meditation sessions before shows. As an environmentalist, she’s determined to take down Nemesis to stop the pollution caused by the companies owned by their members. She’s also (very) openly in a relationship with Varl, a member of Rock Breakers.

Beta

Even more isolated than her sister after their mother disappeared, she found solace in sci-fi movies and video games, completely avoiding social life. She’s a tech nerd who spends most of her time planning new shows with the computer GAIA. For her, forming Alpha Prime has meant gaining a new, bigger family that’s slowly helping her come out of her shell. Though she keeps a low profile, the deep beats of her bass, ‘Matrix,’ make the crowd feel the tremble and are essential to completing the band’s sound.

Talanah

Her cultural background made her believe all her life that guitars weren't meant for women—until she picked up "Khalis," the guitar passed down from her father, who was said to be the greatest guitarist under the sun. It felt like she had finally found herself. She made it her mission to become the best guitarist out there, regardless of gender—and she did. Now, she shreds alongside Aloy to take down Jiran, a member of Nemesis and the one responsible for her father's death.

Alva

CEO, a member of Nemesis, controls the town of Alva from a distance. Both he and his predecessors have erased music from existence there, repressing the creative minds of its inhabitants and keeping them submissive. Alva is determined to recover musical knowledge and bring it back to her people, across the world, along with her beloved Federa. With her keyboard 'Ancestor' in hand and performing alongside Aloy, she feels capable of freeing her people from the torment of living without music.

Petra

It's no coincidence that the crowd's cheers grow louder whenever Petra shows up. The power of the rhythms from her drums, 'Forge’s Breath,' combined with her strong personality and physique, make her a favorite, especially among women. She's an amazing musical engineer and has crafted all the band's instruments in their players needs. She's not here seeking justice or revenge; she's here to hit hard and push the rhythm of their songs to the max.

Thank you for reading! What do you think they would sound like?

If you want to know more about Rock Breakers check this post ✨🤘

[sofea-00]

Los 25 de abril, Italia celebra el aniversario del fin del fa scis mo. 'Bella Ciao'.

[shy-sapphic-ace]

List of queer books I read, loved & recommend!

(There isn't any particular order, I wrote these as I remembered them)

Master Of One - Jaida Jones & Dani Bennett (mlm, fantasy, very cool worldbuilding and magic system, funny, cool characters)

Legends & Lattes - Travis Baldree (wlw, fantasy, very soft & chill vibes)

The Priory of the Orange Tree - Samantha Shannon (wlw, high fantasy, cool worldbuilding, kinda reminds me of LOTR but with more dragons and feminism and lesbians)

Even Though I Knew The End - C.L. Polk (wlw, supernatural noir, cool 1930s detective story with angels & demons, I loved this one!)

The Love Interest - Cale Dietrich (mlm, science fiction, very cool concept)

The Darkest Part Of The Forest - Holly Black (side mlm, fantasy, cool fae lore)

The Weight Of The Stars - K. Ancrum (wlw, not quite science fiction but space stuff is involved, lovely and complex characters)

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe - Benjamin Alire Sáenz (mlm, fiction, very nice in general, there is also a sequel)

The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue - Mackenzi Lee (mlm, historical and vaguely fantasy, nice story but I preferred the sequel honestly)

The Lady's Guide to Petticoats and Piracy - Mackenzi Lee (wlw, the sequel to the one before, more fantasy elements than the first, asexual main character!!)

Gallant - V.E. Schwab (no romance, but in the background one of the characters(?) uses they/them pronouns, very cool dark fantasy vibe)

Stranger Than Fanfiction - Chris Colfer (gay main character, trans main character, coming-of-age, nice book)

Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda (yes it's the Love, Simon book, mlm, fiction, pretty nice)

They Both Die At The End - Adam Silvera (mlm, sci-fi ish but mostly fiction, cool ideas, but the ending is sad! Very amazing book though, I haven't read the prequel yet)

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo - Taylor Jenkins Reid (wlw, bi main character, historical fiction, cool story, just a neat book in general)

This Is How You Lose The Time War - Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone (wlw, sci-fi, very cool time travel stuff!! and very beautiful, it felt like reading poetry most of the time)

One Last Stop - Casey McQuinston (wlw, background trans & pan & queer characters, sci-fi or fantasy idk, but time travel, I loooved this book, great)

The House In The Cerulean Sea - TJ Klune (mlm, fantasy, THIS BOOK oh my gosh you should read it!!, just cute and lovely and good)

Under The Whispering Door - TJ Klune (mlm, fantasy, this book is also sooo amazing, great character development and awesome relationships and stuff, it's been a while since I read it but it was so good)

In the Lives of Puppets - TJ Klune (mlm, ace main character!!, sci-fi, now THIS is found family, oughh feelings. argh, tj klune you’ve done it again, a human and his family of funky robots… I love them)

And They Lived... - Steven Salvatore (nblm, fiction, about gender identity and learning to love yourself, read it a while ago but it was very nice)

I Wish You All The Best - Mason Deaver (nblm, fiction, about finding your identity and people who care about you, very cute and sweet)

The Song Of Achilles - Madeleine Miller (mlm, historical, very good in general)

Carry On - Rainbow Rowell (mlm, background wlw in the third book, fantasy, it's a trilogy, basically Harry Potter if it was gay and also better)

Silver In The Wood - Emily Tesh (mlm, fantasy, very pretty, lots of fae stuff and lovely descriptions, it has a really good sequel too)

Pretty much anything by Alice Oseman (all cute and lovely and great, though I've only read Radio Silence so far I hear only good things, Solitaire is on my to-read list)

I Kissed Shara Wheeler - Casey McQuinston (wlw, fiction, it's been a while but I liked this book)

The Falling In Love Montage - Ciara Smyth (wlw, fiction, this book was so cute and funny and deeply emotional it made me Feel way too many things, I'd definitely recommend it)

What Big Teeth - Rose Szabo (a bit of queerness all around, fantasy, werewolves and monsters, this one was pretty cool!, lots of original ideas for the world/character building)

His Quiet Agent - Ada Maria Soto (mlm, asexual, fiction, about like spies but this book was so gentle and sweet I wanted to cry in the best way possible)

Some By Virtue Fall - Alexandra Rowland (wlw, historical fiction(?), theatre drama!! rival romance!! duels!!, a very good read in general)

Don’t Want You Like a Best Friend - Emma R. Alban (wlw, historical fiction, I’m not usually one for regency romances, but I really liked this!!, very cute and lots of drama, and there’s a sequel coming out soon!)

[whipped-for-kpop-fics]

This is now an archive, I have moved to @nothoughtsjustfic

A.= Angst. C.= Comedy/Crack. F.= Fluff. Fa. = Fantasy. H.= Horror/Thriller. S.= Smut/Suggestive. Sci. = Sci-fi. Su. = Supernatural.

💎 All/multiple members 💎

Reactions/headcanons/thoughts

Petnames they would use for their significant other F.

When they misunderstand and kiss your cheek; 95z - 96z - 97z - Maknae3 F.

Sexy costumes for Seventeen to wear C. S. 18+

Seventeen & matching/couple items F.

Seventeen with a physically fit s/o (request)

Spontaneous dates with Seventeen F. (request)

Seventeen with a producer/songwriter significant other (request)

Seventeen & recording booth blowjobs S. 18+

Thinking about; rock band Seventeen

🍒 Choi Seungcheol 🍒

All Seungcheol focused content can be found here.

😇 Yoon Jeonghan 😇

All Jeonghan focused content can be found here.

🦌 Hong Jisoo 🦌

Thinking about; getting choked by H.JS S. 18+

🐯 Kwon Soonyoung 🐯

X Marks the Spot 5.8k C. F. S. Friends to lovers. 18+

"You stupidly left the job of buying your costumes for the party down to Soonyoung, and now you're paying for it and have to spend the night watching him dancing in those little shorts initially intended for you."

🍚 Lee Jihoon 🍚

In The Studio Series. S. 18+

"You begin a wonderful, intensely pleasurable journey of fucking Lee Jihoon. And it all starts In The Studio."

⚔ Lee Seomkin ⚔

All Seokmin focused content can be found here.

🐶 Kim Mingyu 🐶

All Mingyu focused content can be found here.

🐸 Xu Minghao 🐸

Heatin' Up 2.3k S. Sci. Friends to lovers. Superpowers au. 18+ (Request)

"You don't know that Minghao has the gift of mental manipulation, and then you discover that fact in the most interesting way."

🍊 Boo Seungkwan 🍊

Starlight Eyes // Ao3 link 14k F. Friends to lovers.

"The past months together were supposed to be his way of forming a connection with you that would allow you to see him in a romantic manner like you had started to with Seungcheol last year. But it seemed it had just made Seungkwan's feelings burn brighter and his crush turns into something more."

🐢 Chwe Hansol 🐢

Pussy Whipped 5.3k S. 18+

"The first time you meet Hansol, it's at the rehearsal dinner for his dad's wedding to your boyfriend's mother. You take one look at the shy, awkward young man and decide that you want him in the most depraved of ways."

🦦 Lee Chan 🦦

Naive 11.5k A. H. S. 18+

Breakups are always painful, but at least you have your best friend by your side to make everything better. Right?

Updated 05/01/2025.

[duck-in-the-universe]

Training

Glass teaching Desmona the tricks o' the trade. It means a lot to her to have a way of self defense that she can control, and that is very much designed to be non-lethal. I originally gave her a spear to be more matchy-matchy with Glass, but quickly realized that didn't fit.

So now she gets a staff! Still very much a weapon Glass can help teach her how to use, of course. It's something they can bond over as well- they worked on that staff together, and now they can train together with it.

I feel like there should be some sort of symbolism for the long bandages on the glass bots spears. Practically, they can help with grip for a people with very smooth, slippery hands, but there's not really a reason to leave a tail that long. Could be some kind of status symbol, or maybe vitality? Glass bots can be a little obsessed with age, so maybe you clip it as you get older? Idk, but I need to come up with something so it's not just impractical for no reason haha.

[beracerbera]

Commissions are OPEN!

$300 per one character+ I'll design you an outfit (sci-fi or fantasy, you choose)!

If you're interested, show me your character's ref in comments on twitter (https://twitter.com/BeraCerbera/status/1676677062407475206) or FA (https://www.furaffinity.net/view/52783832/) or here in DM!

It's not first come first served, I'll choose the characters I like

Thank you!

[tollundwoman]

It was very brave of tamsyn muir to make the sequel to her third person limited perspective sci-fa novel about a murder mystery a novel primarily in second person from the perspective of someone dealing with severe schizophrenia (the author is schizophrenic don't worry.)

[rhineposting]

im bored so im going to list random factoids from my and @osteichthyens' genshin modern au in no particular order

the modern teyvat is actually a fake mitakihara-like set-up designed by the twins who ascended to supreme godhood. the world is basically their dollhouse and when someone finds out it's a dollhouse, they're dragged into the shadow realm

it's actually closer to being sci-fa than full on modernity we know. think arcane worldbuilding

sandrone/mary-ann is in a wheelchair because she got hit by a car elynas was driving

elynas and durin are both results of rhinedottir's research into growing transplant organs and skin grafts solo

dainsleif was a janitor at rhinedottir's workplace then a stay at home full-time babysitter teen dad at her house but then he ran off because of her verbal abuse and emotional neglect

waxaklahun ubah kan is like a mix between Elon Musk and Banksy. rich tech guy whose son doesn't talk to him + pretentious yet famous mural artist. oh yeah and he's still a shrimp.

there's varying degrees of human/beast hybrids, not just people with animal ears and tails. for instance kokomi's mom looks like a vishap version of this

venti is inexplicably forever young despite being college friends with dvalin and andrius, both of whom are in their 60s during the plot

golden wolflord is a genderless bloodthirsty borzoi that barks exclusively in latin

baizhu found qiqi in the trash one day and since she was in good enough condition he decided to keep her

citlali is old and has an old woman yuri affair going on with barbeloth. ororon is supportive. mona is not.

kazuha's friend died doing this

[fallout4-reacts]

I had a really weird dream after playing fallout 4 for 18 hours. How would our companions react to sole having nature powers? With on wave of her hand, grass grows a bright green, flowers from before the war bloom, water turns clean and fresh without the radiation, plants and food grows fresh and in large portions. But this comes with a price, sole will often faint if they use too much of it, and the plants will wilt and wither depending on their mental and physical state. Such as when they think about Shaun or their old life

I assumed that you imagined Fem Sosu in such a situation, since you say *her*. So, I take the liberty of introducing my own OC—even though in my fanfics it doesn’t have that kind of power—because I think it would be funny if such a fantastic power belonged to such a... bitch—idiot, according to Nick. (And I soooooo love when Nick call Nora *idiot*.)

Sorry but to give you at least something for now, I will cut it in half

I have to work on something else right now but...

Here part 1

(Cait-Curie-Danse-Dogmeat-Deacon-Elder Maxson)

(Part 2)

Cait : (After being cured) "Damn! Who dared put chems in my water?"

Preston can’t help laughing.

"It's not the first time someone has reacted like that when they first visit Sanctuary."

But the principal concerned, for her part, grunts under her breath.

"Nobody used chem on you, Cait; you’re perfectly capable of doing so yourself."

Almost immediately, the former slave explodes in anger.

"Listen, you little..."

"Stop! Stop that immediately," growls Preston. "Nora! Cait! Stop squabbling like two idiots right now! Cait, Nora has... powers. Accepting it can be challenging. But it’s a blessing. So that’s it.”

"Okay, this time I’m sure someone put something in my water!"

And as if Nora wanted to be sure that she would nail the discussion, huge ivies came out of the ground with a gesture from her hand, wrapping themselves around Cait and producing many flowers.

“WHAT THE F—

“Nora!” groans Preston.

“Now she can be assured,” says the Sole Survivor with a machiavellian smile.

Curie : “Fascinating! Absolutely fa-sci-na-ting!”

The robot spends so much time studying each manifestation that Nora almost stops them altogether so they can actually do something useful.

But then, Curie became depressed.

Nora is then obliged to make the decision to leave her at Sanctuary under the care of Codsworth, who is really thrilled to talk about it all with a fellow robot also in admiration of such a talent.

Danse : At first, he doesn’t even notice. He is astounded that the Commonwealth holds such miracles, but he doesn’t make the connection that it’s always around Nora that such things happen.

But sure as hell Haylen, for her part, does realize it.

“How do you do?” she asks Nora, who doesn’t like the attention drawn to her.

“What do I do?”

“The flowers! I saw it growing just as you snapped your fingers!”

Nora close-up in a daunting silence, not liking at all to have the attention drawn to her.

“May I Inquire as what is the subject matter,” asks Danse, intrigued by the exchange.

“Nora is capable of—

“No! Not at all,” cuts the concerned.

Danse became suspicious.

“If you behold any significant specifics that may—

“No information that concerns anyone!” Nora cuts again swiftly.

Haylen frowns but adds nothing. And it could have been okay. One day, even with his Power Armor on, a deathclaw is poised to cut Danse in half. Nora then raises her hands urgently in the air, and a gigantic ivy grows all around the beast, leaving Danse completely bewildered but with no more doubt about the origin of the miracle.

“THIS is significant specifics that absolutely have an impact on me!”

The paladin widens his eyes in disbelief as Nora growls under her breath that she should have let the monster eat Danse.

“You possess the capability to achieve greatness, and nonetheless, you decided to witness this knowledge!”

“Listen, Danse. You are a good guy and all. But let's be real; if you ever communicate this kind of, hm, information to anyone, they will just think you are crazy. And I will deny it all.”

Danse frowns and watches Nora closely. And he is really certain that she will do all she can to discredit him if he ever shares this peculiar information with anyone. He sighs deeply.

“I comprehend. But can you, at least… engage with me on this matter? I find this utterly captivating.”

“As anyone that gets it…” she lets out with annoyance. But then she seems to retract, thinking about the fact that Danse is, after all, a kind person that can be an ally in her situation. “Okay, I will. However, I will only do so when I feel ready. And when I am tired, you stop asking.”

“Agreed.”

Deacon : His first reaction, he gets it all alone at the top of a hill nearby the vault 111 because he is already stalking Nora when she gets out for the first time.

Seeing the desolation around her, she falls on her knees, raises her hands up above as if she were lifting something, then waves them again and again, and suddenly, the spy witnesses something he never saw before.

Green.

Vibrant, tender green.

All around the woman, nature began to grow; grass, plants, flowers, and even the trees got back to life.

The spy, after the first—really long—aftershock, told himself that anyway, on this one, there is no fucking chance no one ever believes him.

Dogmeat : The good doggy doggy is completely thrilled, runs everywhere, barks happily, comes back running even faster as the grass tickles his belly, and jumps to lick the face of Nora, who laughs.

Elder Maxson : The Elder of the Brotherhood speaks passionately, reciting the homily he knows and believes in. So many reasons state that Danse must die.

Now.

Whether it's from his hand or Nora's, he doesn't care, as long as the insult of that which he thought of as a friend all these years is dead.

And the young woman is fulminating, rumbling, and arguing against each and every one of his statements.

He had totally expected it. As he expected out of a disagreement with such a woman, despite the validity of his arguments, to feel almost compelled to submit, to find a way out of it to their both satisfactions.

However, he remains unwavering, maintaining his authoritarian foothold, firmly rooted in his convictions.

Until his feet no longer touch the ground.

He widens his eyes out of surprise, lowering them on a vine that is wrapping around him—his waist, his torso—tightening more and more with each passing moment.

He looks up again at the other two, as if to check whether they see the same thing as him.

But what he sees are the already remarkable pupils of Nora which no longer simply give the impression that they shine with a plutonium-like green hue...

They literally shine.

Truthfully.

Maxson opens his mouth to protest, question, and express his dismay at the situation, but the vines wrap around his throat.

And that’s when Danse finally reacts.

“No! Cease this at once, Nora!”

Maxson doesn’t understand. Why is the synth addressing the women?

“Stop!” he continues to plead, begging. “You cannot take his life! That’s not how you should do it! Not like that!”

Nora growls, concentrated, not letting go of her mental grip for a moment.

“He was ready to have you executed just now!” She protests.

“You are different from him!” He still argues, his tone pleading. “You need to cease this immediately! If you ever felt anything for me, even for a fleeting moment, you need to put an end to it right now!”

This time, Danse seems to reach a sensitive chord in the young woman. She lowers her hands, and the vines release their grip on Maxson, who is staggering, taking large puffs of air that were so sorely lacking a moment earlier. Coughing and struggling to regain his senses, he turns, astonished, to the other two. But the moment he is about to ask, Nora suddenly becomes very pale and collapses in Danse’s arms. At the same time, the little life in nature left around them seems to be faltering and disappearing.

Arthur no longer understands anything.

“What in the wasteland is going on right now?”

The synth in front of him growls, showing anger and impatience for the first time since Maxson knew him.

“Please, leave immediately! For your own safety, I urge you to leave and do not attempt to return; do not ever approach her or search me out. Leave immediately, or we will guarantee that the Prydwen and everything aboard it will be nothing more than a distant memory.”

“You think you can intimidate me?”

“I recognize that my very existence may be a direct affront to everything you stand for, but we have safeguarded the truth about Nora for too long to allow you to acquire her as your claim today! She is a beacon of hope, not a wretched phenomenon to be dismissed in your misguided quest of narrow judgment. It is imperative that you obliterate that memory; your very existence hinges on it!”

Arthur frowns. He would never respond to a threat or bow in the face of an enemy. But this? This is far too much for him.

It was all too much to handle at the same time.

He is stumbling backward rather than walking toward the vertibird, struggling to absorb the shock of everything that has just happened.

“Considered. I've had enough of this vicinity. But let me be perfectly clear: if I catch either of you in my sights again, there will be no show of any mercy. Comprehend that."

“That is the outcome that you would be experiencing as well if that were to be your situation,” Danse replies with a deadpan tone, tenderly holding the young unconscious woman in his arms.

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