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( first of all, i’m sorry for dissapearing without pretty much telling anyone. i came back and rushed everything, which made me very drained of rping super quick, and i felt like half of the time, i was just writing just to get something done to clear my head, but it just brought in more stressful thinking. i’ve been trying to talk myself into coming back to roleplaying, and i think i found a consensus on what i can do. i will be asking around for help, and if anyone sees this and offers help, i’ll gladly accept it, but i feel like making a multi-muse blog would be the best action to take. this won’t be done today, but over the course of next week, since i’m going to figure out which characters i’d like to make the blog around. I have a few ideas already. I will be using Lucy’s current tumblr, since the name medtek is too good to pass up on. if anyone wishes to talk, i’ll be online on this tumblr and my discord is rat king 🐀#0254.  thank you for understanding and hopefully see everyone in a week or so. mwah )

#╳ IGNORE THE MAN BEHIND THE CURTAIN. ( ooc ) #( ill be hopping onto lucy's tumblr to change the url to make it available again )

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( hey! sorry for dissapearing out of nowhere. i’m not dead, i just completely lost the muse for xavier. think of this as a small lurk-y hiatus type thing. i’ll be here randomly when a sudden burst of writing will comes back to me. )

#╳ IGNORE THE MAN BEHIND THE CURTAIN. ( ooc )

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( i’m sorry for being spotty! i’m gonna try to get some memes reblogged tomorrow. i’ve been slowly dealing with a slight anemia problem [ the start of this month was not it for my immune system ] but i’ll try! )

#this month really said flu first and then anemia. deal with it f word. #╳ IGNORE THE MAN BEHIND THE CURTAIN. ( ooc ) #slur ///

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mydearestfaraday​:

The heat emanating from Xavier’s body was a dangerous mix with Faraday’s own. He could feel the fabric of his button up begin sticking to his warm skin, helped by the other’s firm body pressing against him. For the moment he was lost, mind muddled by the physical affection that seemed to come so easily to Xavier. Their time together had come to a maturity that the synth was not aware of happening or wanting in the first place.

Dedicating himself to one purpose had created an almost solitary environment were it not for his patient friends — how many times had Cog or Chase side-eye his hermit tendencies?  But they could not meet him such a tender scene like now, one that Faraday would deny in craving  if asked by anyone — especially before now.

When had he laid his head on the wide chest of the human? How could he ignore the abnormal beating behind the organic muscle?  As casual he could, Faraday looked up to the taller man.

“  Perfect, we can even put their symbol on it too ! This is very exciting to help with.  “ And he decided that showing his excitement in a wide grin was nothing to be shy about. “  Working with you has been exciting, if I’m being honest.  I want this to be perfect and for it to protect you like you’ve done to Acadia.  “

That smile. It brought Xavier to a place where everything stopped and all he could focus on was the synth in front of him. It made everything around him a mere blur, eyes shifting focus from the sheets of paper to the one thing he adored seeing every time he set foot into Acadia. It was rare to see, sure, but every time it showed up, it felt like it was the missing wonder of the world.

It was a smile that made Xavier’s mouth move involuntarily, lips curving to match the other’s bright beam of excitement. But his own smile had to stop quick. Lord knows he didn’t want Faraday to notice how much he’s been staring at the other and not the schematics or materials that were sprawled on the table. But deep down, he knew Faraday already noticed.

Skin still flush from the previous chat turned a brighter shade of red when the scientist complimented him, making Xavier enter his fight or flight mindset. All the poor giant could do was clear his throat and ruffle the other’s hair, awkwardly chuckling at the commendation.

               ❝ Aw, it’s nothing. Acadia strangely feels like my second home. I haven’t been this accepted into a place since Sanctuary. So uh... Two li’l questions. Should we start working on the arm now? ❞ He smiled sheepishly, looking down and grabbing small baubles from the toolbox to fuss with.  ❝ And, when this is done, are you free later? ❞ 

                 Oh God, did those words really leave his mouth?

#mydearestfaraday #╳ SOMETIMES ALL IT TAKES IS HOPE. ( main ) #( aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa )

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o-rusted-heart​:

“Very funny. My wiring’s been through a hell of a lot more than a slip, I think I’ll come out okay.” 

Sledgehammers, super mutants, wild mongrels, acid, radiation… a hell of a lot, definitely. Nick’s look was sarcastic but still amused. 

“…Were you a swimmer before?”

        ❝ Not professional, but... yeah. After my li’l explosive accident when I was deployed, I used swimming to recover lost sense in my arm. ❞

Wasn’t everyday you get reminded of the trauma you went through, but the scars displayed all on his side were reminders he carried with pride. They made him a survivor. A fighter.

        ❝ Water just relaxes me, y’know? I could swim for hours and just... get lost in the sound and peacefulness. Well... past peacefulness. ❞

#orustedheart #╳ SOMETIMES ALL IT TAKES IS HOPE. ( main )

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webrunners​:

The eyebot beeped in a way that was probably meant to sound thankful, and buzzed in a friendly circle around Xavier’s legs before circling around to beep at Atom, who was just getting up off of the ground.

“We were–” Atom paused to huff, and continued as he tried to dust the dirt off the front of his clothes. “–travelling with somebody else. Another courier, named Ulysses. We split up, to try and halve their forces, but I think most of them followed me. If a guy with a flag on his back shows up here, that’s him.” He seemed to be unconcerned with the possibility with this travelling partner being dead; which either meant that he didn’t care about the wellbeing of the other man, or had absolute trust in the ability of this Ulysses figure to have survived the attack.

“Thank you.” Atom said, to the woman who approached brandishing bottles of water. He stopped to drink from one before continuing. “Maybe it’s best I stick around, see if he shows up. If that’s okay with y’all. I can help with anything y’all need done in the meanwhile. I’m good with machines, and guns.”

      ❝ Man with a flag on his back... ❞ Without saying much, Xavier coordinated a small group of his men to scout the area for the man in question, only giving signs with his hands and eyes, trying to keep his orders as non-verbal just in the case of the Institute planting a tracking device on the other. Aside from that, Xavier was happy that the other wanted to stick around and help. The castle was in good shape, but a extra set of hands, and robot laser, couldn’t hurt the repairs and gunsmithing. 

      ❝ If you’re going to stick around, you’re gonna need to get acquainted with this big beauty. It’s pretty simple, the dorms are around the corner, the armory is right next to them and the downstairs is where I sleep. Please don’t go there while I’m sleeping unless bad stuff is happening. There should be a spare Minute-Men outfit for you in the dorms. ❞ Xavier explained, hand pointing at the dorm, but rubbing his chin right after. Was there a spare outfit? If the man was bound to stay inside the castle for a while, might as well see how he does with Minute-Men training. Maybe he could even become a new recruit.

        Once focus snapped back onto the man, Xavier’s face displayed a smile.  ❝ I’ll let you rest for today, tomorrow we’ll get you down with training. That is if you want to become a Minute-Men. If not, I’ll pack a satchel for you with enough supplies to last a good week and you can take one or two of my men to find your friend. ❞

#webrunners #╳ SOMETIMES ALL IT TAKES IS HOPE. ( main )

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( going to be here tomorrow trying to do drafts and possibly memes. I haven't been getting Xavier's character lately, and I've been sick for almost a week now, but I'm starting to feel much better, so an attempt will be made tomorrow! sorry again! :c )

#╳ ignore the man behind the curtain. ( ooc )

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( activity will be spotty, but i will be showing up randomly and doing drafts, so don’t worry c: )

#╳ IGNORE THE MAN BEHIND THE CURTAIN. ( ooc )

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mamavalcalaw​:

The trader smiled from where she was leaning to the side the big bull moose she was riding, “We heard the echos of a fight, signs, sorry for being nosy I just wanted to make sure everything was alright.” There were two other slightly mutated pack animal moose standing farther back down in the street, waiting to see if was safe, and something big might be glimpse of something dark in color and very, very big in the farther background. 

A smile came from the mechanic, followed later by an audible gasp. What this woman had with her were such impressives beasts. And well tamed, by the looks of it.

         ❝ Oh don’t worry. Got my li’l buddies there ready to attack anything they see as bad. ❞ But once he noticed what was farther in the backgroud, he turned them off. Last thing he needs is his turrets shredding the woman’s companions to pieces. 

#mamavacalaw #╳ THE COMMONWEALTH VIRIDIOS. ( companion verse ) #( this isp erfc ! )

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dyedmaxiian​:

He follows intently, quiet and reserved but never letting his guard down. One could never be too careful when it came to the Commonwealth, though Jamie tries not to come off jumpy. The last thing he needed was to be jittery in the face of calm. Granted, calm was EERILY deceptive in the Commonwealth. As Xavier continues to speak, Jamie is momentarily lost in his thoughts until they reach the small tower, brought back from his train of thought, blinking a few times and glaring at the other man before deducing what exactly he’d said.

“I’m alright thank you.”

He was too busy lost in his thoughts to be hungry anyway. Given the fact that he was still pondering everything that had happened in such a short amount of time. He’d rather not think too much about the nature of his “work”. He was still grappling with everything that had happened with the brotherhood he’d almost forgotten about the fact that ultimately he was a MINUTEMAN now.

There it was again. The disconnect from Xavier he’s seen time and time again. Sure, Jamie had every reason to be disconnected for all the time he needed, but Xavier wanted to remind him that he was safe, now. The Brotherhood was bound to pay for what they did to their best men, and Xavier wasn’t bound to stop until Maxson felt the cold steel of his boot across his bastard face. As the other mentioned that eating wasn’t their concern at the moment, Xavier’s brow furrowed. He didn’t enjoy doing this, but...

As his own steak sizzled with a beautiful egg on top of it, Xavier seperated a few more eggs and, once his plate was done, he made a small omelette for the other, garnishing it with some herbs he had in a small pouch. Xavier smiled, apron dirty from the oil that kept popping out of the frying pan, stopping the fire and turning on the radio for some comfort. He set the plate on Jamie’s side, pairing it with a Nuka Dark.

                 ❝  Here. Mama Murphy’s out-of-this-world deathclaw omelette. Her’s is out of this world because... it’s horrible. Maybe I did some justice and made it good.  ❞ Being well nourished could help Jamie dwell with his thoughts a bit calmer, maybe the warmth of food would calm him.

#dyedmaxiian #╳ SOMETIMES ALL IT TAKES IS HOPE. ( main ) #pls eat jamie hes worried

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mydearestfaraday​:

  The way Xavier’s eyes lit up at the mention of the work lifted Faraday’s mood. The only other person to ever do that was DiMA, eager to always see what the third-gen had thought of or built. The same warmth spread through him, watching as the human held the papers in hand and looked them over like precious stones. And maybe they were to him, a preview into what was to come — something he had helped built.

Faraday chuckles when his friend can’t seem to focus even when speaking on his soon to be limb. Pride has him rolling his shoulders, but shyness raises his hand to rub over his neck.  “  I’m glad those little tidbits are to your liking. I don’t think I’d be able to self from making only one attachment with how ama— woah!!  “

Suddenly off the ground, he quickly grips onto Xavier’s bicep and his opposite shoulder. He doesn’t know which is more astonishing: that he’s being lifted, or that the other has so much strength in a single arm after losing the other. How powerful human beings were, or specifically how powerful Xavier was; a wonder to know and be with so closely.

There’s no use hiding the redness on his cheeks, nor the wide-eyes on his face. He’s not even upset to still be in his arm, only dazed with awe gleaming in his hazel eyes.

“  Uhm, yes, I’m glad you, uh….like it so much.  “  Awkwardly he pats the other man’s bicep.

“  heh, if this is how you thank me now, I don’t know how you’re gonna thank me after when you have it on.  “  And he reaches the arm on Xavier’s opposite shoulder over to grab the paper with the base arm sketches on it, holding it so they both can examine it. 

“   A nice sleek grey would look attractive.  “

                Xavier’s face was quick to hide the redness, but the rest of his body wasn’t, freckled skin turning red hot to the fact that the other himself became red from the gesture, brightening up once the other stood oh so close to him. Xavier has had feelings like these before, sure, but they were very passing. One day, he’d feel this connection that felt soothing and caring, and then, the person was merely another friend.

                But this felt different. He caught himself looking at Faraday more than normal, ever since he set foot in Acadia. The way the other worked, the small mouth crooks whenever something works out as planned, the stiffled giggles when DiMA said something that confused Xavier. It was all there. Xavier, since day one, couldn’t take his eyes off Faraday and it felt... Weird. In a good way. Felt like what he felt towards the other was more than just work interest. At the end of the day, he didn’t spend constant time with Faraday to gawk at how the other worked...

                He did it to gawk at the person the other was.

                Clearing his throat and using his hand to straighten the schematics, Xavier’s mind and heart were pretty much racing, to the point where the other could most likely listen to the small thumps coming from his chest. Didn’t help that the other’s head perfectly aligned itself with the giant’s chest.

                ❝ I like that. Maybe one of the replacements can even be a dark blue. Almost black. I have to represent the Minute-Men back home. ❞ He couldn’t help himself to shimmy ever so slightly closer to the other.

#mydearestfaraday #╳ SOMETIMES ALL IT TAKES IS HOPE. ( main ) #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa they're doing stuff. xavier's realizing stuff!

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( slowly getting back to it. still dizzy since i’ve been having a cold, but i have 2 drafts here. maybe around the end of the week, i’ll hop onto lucy and do stuff there cause i miss my girl )

#╳ IGNORE THE MAN BEHIND THE CURTAIN. ( ooc ) #i love you all for being so patient with me ;w; #ive just disconnected myself from the internet for a bit #and the change of season always get me a cold #but im getting better c:

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#╳ SOME MEMORIES NEED TO BE HIDDEN. SOME MIGHT BLESS YOU. ( musing ) #aha xavier depressed? pfft nah look he's happy! c:

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( now that the el*ction anxiety for the safety of my friends is out the window, ill be on here tomorrow! )

#╳ IGNORE THE MAN BEHIND THE CURTAIN. ( ooc ) #elections /// #elections tw

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nightwontlast​:

                    ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒  The    reassurance    got    a    chuckle    out  of  the  detective,    with  not  a  smile  but  a  softening  of  his  synthetic  features  as  he  accepted  the  touch.    He  recognized  from  the  start  that  there  was  no  malice  in  the  question.    It  just  hit  close  to  home,    like  salt  in  a  wound  that  refused  to  ever  heal.    A  thousand  doubts  matched  up  against  the  strength  of  his  identity.    He  could  no  more  change  his  body  than  Xavier.

                  ❝  Heh,    if  that’s  true,    I  don’t  think  th’    Commonwealth  would  be  ready  for  it  anyway.    There’d  be  folks  swoonin’    in  th’    street.  ❞

It eased Xavier to notice that Nick didn’t hold any sort of resentment to the statement, made Xavier feel like the question wasn’t in bad taste. It was sheer curiosity. Why keep a body seen as defective when the switch to a new, more capable body was possible? But the sole survivor knew the story, grief, pain or loss that Nick carried with that shell of a body, and it’s something Xavier could admire. A scarred body for a man who survived. How it all felt so similar.

         ❝ If that actually happened, I feel like the neon sign in front of your agency would actually make people think it’s a brothel. ❞

#nightwontlast #╳ SOMETIMES ALL IT TAKES IS HOPE. ( main )

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o-rusted-heart​:

As much as Nick had the ‘stern father’ instinct to tell Xavier how he was playing around with his health, he had to admit seeing the man look so excited was… endearing. The smile the old synth wore was hard fought, but deeply genuine.

“Maybe you’ll have some luck in the bay closer to land, huh?” A pause. “…I suppose I miss swimming too. I haven’t rightly thought about it in a while.” 

Xavier noticed the smile the synth gave him, almost feeling paternal in nature. It spoke words that the man could understand only as to ‘have fun, but be careful’. A mixture of worry and care with a hint of ‘don’t say i didn’t warn you’, a warning that resonated with Xavier constantly, but he needed this mini break. After all the stress of the Institute and Shaun, he... Needed peace. And he found peace even among the thunderous dark blue waves of the ocean.

         ❝ Well, I will be there if you slip or something. Don’t want you to get your wiring all fumbled because of me. ❞

#orustedheart #he'll help you swim #he'll be there to be a good helper nick. you're in good hands

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betterhealing​:

      “Still, even if it’s simple it’s still ingenious in its own way. I’m curious though - hubflower is admittedly new to me. What are the medicinal properties you’ve found?” When a significant majority of people slapped on a dirty scrap of cloth and called it a day even the small things counted, right? And Arcade wasn’t lying either - he was exceptionally curious overall. He’d been so busy since arriving here that he really hadn’t had the time yet to properly check out the local plantlife, whoops.

Xavier remembers the first time he straight up bit into the budding blue flower growing among Sanctuary, the bitter taste making him wince, followed by a pleasant surprise on how calm his entire body became. From that day forward, Xavier began his little... experiments, turning hubflowers into anything he could think of.   ❝ Oh well, uh... Good for ointments for burns or lacerations. Makes a really nice jelly if you wanna make toast in the morning. And uh... Oh, great tea for an upset stomach. Just... Kinda bitter to eat raw. Don’t do it, I wouldn’t recommend. ❞

#betterhealing #╳ SOMETIMES ALL IT TAKES IS HOPE. ( main )