macnpen:

The legendary hug got her a 150ish lb. man sobbing like a little baby into her shoulder.

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Good practice?

She allows it to last out for a good couple of minutes, hand running circles on his back as he sobbed, gentle hushing whispered into his ear. Slowly, she pulls away, hand on his shoulder giving it one last little squeeze. 

—-                    ”Right darling, budge up a little,” she smiles, jumping onto the bed next to him. She takes off her cardigan and holds it out for him to blow on, wipe his eyes with whatever, it would wash. 

"Lamplight is guarded by the Brotherhood now, nothing goes in and they have the best security if they want to come out. Next to Rivet City and the Vaults I think that place is up there with one of the most protected now,” shame it had come too late so save some of them. “Penny is safe as houses, she’s with her brother and her friends. When I took her back I stayed for a week with them — I was there for her, just like I am know for you, when she got scared, when she had a bad dream, when she needed someone to talk and play with. I did what I could to mend her broken little heart, and you know that kids a fighter, she’s strong and so, so very brave, I’ve never seen anything like it. A true Little Champion I’ll say, she’s going places, I can just tell.” She smiles at him, “She spoke really highly of you. Called you an Angel. I think she’s right.” 


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missmaria101 asked:
Puttering around the ship had become a bit of a thing a night when everyone was asleep and couldn't tell her what to do. How she'd wound up down in the depths of the Rudder, she didn't know but she was glad -- the door to Belle's was ajar and just enough to see Mac bolt up, sweating and scared. "Oh." she mutters, rushing over, boundaries and manners forgotten. "Mac, hey." she hushes, sitting by his bedside instantly brushing the sweat clad hair from his brow, "Shh, it's okay, it's okay."

macnpen:

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He stared right at her, eyes wide and locked onto hers, grabbing her arm tightly. "Maria," he said voice hoarse and a little off. "You have to get her out. I’ll distract the guards. You have to get her home."

Oh, oh gosh. 

"No, no — Maclaren, honey, listen to me." She cups his face, still keeping the gentle hushing tone to her voice whilst barring the hurt that soared in her chest.

"Penny is safe, she’s in Little Lamplight, with her brother, remember. You saved her, you helped me but that was a long time ago now sweetie, she’s safe and so are you." letting go she wraps her arms around him, a hand now softly running through his hair, giving him a full blown Maria cuddle™.

 

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Tinned Peaches [Harkness|Maria|Butch] 

rebellionwithcause:

security-chief-harkness:

Lead down the hall Harkness laughed knowing the route to Marias place, he still placed his weight back against him. He knocked on behalf of them giving an awkward smile as she answered tilting his head to display Butch behind him although he was a damn few inches taller. 

Turning to look behind him he smiled eyes reaching up to the signature style.”I kind of like it" he mocked smirking before he allowed himself into the room. He entered, everything in the room was familiar but different. It didn’t bother him. Not any more 

Scowling he lifted one of the cans. “The hell are you doing with these Blondie?" he spoke giving it an experimental shake for good measure. They looked like rations. "Did you raid the vault again?

He looked at them both suspiciously. “You both did something" Eyes narrowed. "What did you do?”

"Fuck off." The words meant nothing behind the beaming grin that displayed on his features as reached up on his toes and rested his chin on top of Harkness’s head. A hand instantly reached to the slightly disheveled hair style, tugging his fingers through it to wrap round the front part. "I still hate yours." His fingers moved from the black curls to mishape his hair as he followed him into the room. 

It didn’t take him long to notice the food scattered about, also he obviously didn’t need to be told to help himself because he had already thrown himself on the bed and started inspecting one of the cans. "I didn’t do shit!" Which for once he hadn’t actually done anything wrong. "And I told ya already, no work or nothin’ shut the fuck up and stop being the Chief for once." 

Again he didn’t watch, he just found the nearest opener and cracked into it. Instantly turning his nose up and whatever the hell was in it, placing it aside and finding another to probably open and shove aside. "Good point though, where the hell ya get all these?" 

Chill the fuck out Harkness — be she laughs regardless, chill the fuck out but never change, please never change. The pair of them made her beam, it was great to see them like this, times had been hard they deserved happiness, even if it was still developing. “They came by way of gift Harkness. The folks of the wasteland collected all the cans of food they could, I’m assuming for Pud but,” she rubs her tummy, looking at the insurmountable cans with a doubtful gaze, “I’m not sure. Whatever they are they need getting rid of, the lack of labels made Freddie very, very uneasy and he ran off down to do overtime with Preston.”

She waddles over to the bed, making a dent in the mattress. 

"Butch, you’ll eat anything right— get to work." she throws another can over, it felt dense — was probably either beans, or some kind of fruit. Prunes maybe. 


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  • da erb: im fucking gone
  • da erb: can you imagine she has the baby and harkness picks him up and all the wastelanders are flocked on the banks of rivet city and he goes up to the deck and holds him up to the sun
  • da erb: MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZEEEEE BENYAAAA

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missmaria101 asked:
"Stay please."

rebellionwithcause:

rebellionwithcause:

"Shove up darlin’." He bumped her over his his hips, throwing the covers open and climbing in next to her. Snuggling down he placed an arm round her and pulled her into his chest, sliding down the cot tell she laid next to him, holding her as tight as he could without hurting. Planting a kiss on top of her head he gently looped a single digit round a tousle of hair, the other stroking her arm to reassure her he was there and he wasn’t leaving till she was feeling secure on her own. Even then it would take a lot to get him out of the door. He didn’t need to say anything at all. He knew he didn’t. Just being there was enough for them both. 

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A quizzical eye is cast in her direction. Fuck not knowing what to say because this was something not only she wondered about, but now he was wondering about it. There was not a chance in hell that was ever going to happen to her, he wouldn’t let it happen. Neither would Freddie. Or Harkness. None of them would give up on her. Butch couldn’t do any of this without her there, he needed her. 

"Shussssh, stop thinkin’ about it." Because now I am. And I can worry for the both of us. "Nothin’ and I mean nothin’ is gonna happen to ya apart from havin’ that baby and holdin’ him or her afterwards, and then spendin’ the rest of your life bringin’ them up. You got it?" A hand went to her chin to tilt it up to look at him, a reassuring smile playing on his lips. "Anyway you’re a badass bitch, after all the shit we’ve been through, y’just know nothin’ like that is ever gonna happen." Over his dead body it would.

The tears spilled over now, the fear that came with the dream taking over once more. His reassurances were much needed but words were never concrete, he couldn’t make that promise, nobody could. Hell, she wanted that more than anything though but her thoughts took her to a darker place, the opposite of what he was predicting, the worry couldn’t be stopped and she hated it. 

"But if it does," she whimpers, “If it does Butch, you have to promise me you’ll look after Pud, don’t let anyone hurt them, take them away or anything otherwise.” it wasn’t a talk she wanted to have but since the dream had pushed the topic forward. She sniffs, “Protect them.” because that kid would be hot on the markets, she knew it. Sighing she tries her damnedest to compose herself. "I’m sorry, I’m sorry." 

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missmaria101 asked:
"Stay please."

rebellionwithcause:

"Shove up darlin’." He bumped her over his his hips, throwing the covers open and climbing in next to her. Snuggling down he placed an arm round her and pulled her into his chest, sliding down the cot tell she laid next to him, holding her as tight as he could without hurting. Planting a kiss on top of her head he gently looped a single digit round a tousle of hair, the other stroking her arm to reassure her he was there and he wasn’t leaving till she was feeling secure on her own. Even then it would take a lot to get him out of the door. He didn’t need to say anything at all. He knew he didn’t. Just being there was enough for them both. 

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Instantly she returned the embrace, head resting on his chest, the softness of his hand running through her hair calming her down, soothing. She sniffles, damp eyes looking up into his but she was happier now, she felt better with his company but still uneasy, on edge, unsettled. 

"Butch," she croaks, still staring up at him. “What if it happens to me?” she asks, looking at her stomach then back to him, "Like it did with my Mom?" because that’s what she dreamt and now it was something heavy on her mind. 

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Tinned Peaches [Harkness|Maria|Butch] 

rebellionwithcause:

security-chief-harkness:

His back pressed against the outer shell of the ruined plane curling against the metal and turning his attention towards the person in front of him. His arms were folded. Harkness smirked. “I have time" it was a reply to a question spoken moments ago. He had allowed the silence to follow before answering. 

There was a flash of teeth as the smirk grew. As much as he was trying to remain stoic the other brought the less serious side of him. Pushing off of the plane he strolled towards him, the light dim from the small lighting available. Hell, It was the middle of the night and his shift had been uneventful so far until his patrol came this far. 

Good. Because he really wasn’t going to take no for an answer. When did Butch ever take no as a reasonable answer. He didn’t have Ellie tonight so it was the perfect time for the three of them to get together again. He returned the grin, cheeky and full of unknown mischief as always, but mainly because he was glad that he didn’t have to persuade him to do this. 

"Right well get your ass through that door then." A hand landed on his shoulder as he shifted round behind him, placing the other hand on the opposite one and practically shoving him off the flight deck and into the corridor. "I’m makin’ sure ya go now before you decide that you have paperwork or some other bullshit to do." His pip-boy was off for the night, no distractions and Harkness wasn’t going to be disturbed either. A quiet word with Lana had sorted that out for him. 

Needle dropped down the record she flows around the room, slowly dancing around a bed covered in various cans; ‘a gift from your admirers in the Wasteland.’ Yeah. A fuck-load of unmarked cans, fantastic, not that she was worrying…yet. 

"Tutti frutti, oh Rudy, A whop bop-a-lu a whop bam boo."~

HOWEVER for the first time in what seemed like forever Butch and Harkness were coming to her room to hang out just like old times. It seemed like an age away since their last meet up like this. She was excited.

The door went and skipping (well, as best as she could) over to the door she pulls it open with a signature, sun challenging smile. 

"Ooo now who sent these two handsome men to my door," she laughs, "Oh no wait," she gives Butch a screw-eyed look, “Oh no this one is faulty, his hair isn’t right I’ll have to send him back to the firm.” 


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rebellionwithcause asked:
[09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

rebellionwithcause:

missmaria101:

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

Don’t mention it.” He had been planning this for months, every time he had stepped foot out into the wastes he had been searching for them, making damn sure that if he couldn’t find a pair he would find someone that could make them. Luckily he had found them. A bit of repair here and there but and making sure that they were the real deal. 

"Fuckin’ try them on." He waved a hand at her. "We’ll have to go down to the house, see if you can work them." There was a challenging tone to his voice, but he had seen Maria dance and there was no doubt she had a natural talent for it. "Love ya too Nosebleed. now stop thankin’ me and start trying them out. I wanna see if they fit alright."

The shoes are clung to her chest for a moment just holding the moment, relishing in their beauty to combat the overwhelm she was feeling. 

Right, right. Setting herself down she kicks off her boots, pulling the shoes on over her black leggings. Wiggling her feet she beams a grand smile. "They fit me perfectly." she taps them against the floor, then holds her arms up; universal speak for ‘up’. "You’re gonna have to carry me on down to the house though cause I’m not taking these babies off." 

And she wasn’t getting them dirty either. 

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rebellionwithcause asked:
[09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

rebellionwithcause:

missmaria101:

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

He had searched for fucking ages for this, she deserved something for herself. Alright fair enough she probably wouldn’t be able to use them for quite some time, or at least she would have to break from it at some point in the next few months. "Well I got a glimpse once that ya liked dancin’, so I spent sometime findin’ ya some proper shoes. Took my fuckin’ ages so ya better like them."

So she opened the box and the scream that echoed through the city was probably loud enough to attract every single dog in the wasteland to their location. In her hands were ballet shoes, actual, beautiful dancing shoes. Tears welled up in her eyes, these were the shoes she’d dreamed of. 

"Butch," she gasps, gasping back the tears. The emotions from the last ten minutes too much, “They’re beautiful, I love them.” her eyes focus back on the pink silk. "and I love you, thank you so much, for everything.

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security-chief-harkness asked:
[THIS NOTE ENTITLES YOU TO /THE/ PLASMA RIFLE FOR THE REMAINING HOURS OF YOUR BIRTHDAY]

When she finds the note, hidden out of sight she whines, throwing her head back, whimpering. Holding it in her hands she goes to find him, eventually when she does she waggles it in his face, bottom lip out. 

"You have to be nice to me I’m pregnant." then she makes grabby hands at the rifle. 

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rebellionwithcause asked:
[09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

rebellionwithcause:

missmaria101:

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

"Yeah, yeah alright." He didn’t think much about it, it was just something he knew inside, only he had never spoken about it before, never said it out loud. It was just fact. Like Wally used to be his Brother, Maria was his Sister. He didn’t shirk away from the hug, but welcomed it. "Course I do, wouldn’t have said it otherwise. Now, come on open ya fuckin’ present before I do it for ya." 

"Right, right." she pulled away, wiping her eyes with a laugh. Damned emotions, it just really, really honestly touched her deeply. Waving her hand in front of her face she composes herself and goes back to the box, opening it up with excitement. 

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rebellionwithcause asked:
[09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

rebellionwithcause:

missmaria101:

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

Shaking his head at her giddiness he spins in his chair with a smile, taking the box from his desk and holding it out to her. "Here’s ya confirmation. Happy Birthday sis."

Greedy hands take the box, eyes wide staring at it hungrily, she’s about to tear into when she freezes, looking up like a deer in the headlights. "…Did you just," she blinks, hormones kicking in a lump already rising in her throat, lip wobbling. "Bu—Brother.” her arms fly around his waist, "Do you really mean that? You’ve never said that before oh my god." she’d forgotten the box in her hand. 

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rebellionwithcause asked:
[09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

rebellionwithcause:

missmaria101:

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

[09868] You bitch! See you in a bit!

He could hear her before she entered the room. Instantly he put his hands over his ears as she practically screamed his name.

"Guessin’ y’know why you’re here then birthday gal."

The skip continues as she bounds over to Butch, the dance in her step unceasing. "I thiiiiiiiiiink I have a good idea, but you’ll have to confirm that Dumb-Dumb." 

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