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#Cooper howard x Lucy maclean
eupheme · 1 day
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“𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣, 𝙘𝙤𝙬𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚.” | in desperate need of a vacation after her first year of teaching, lucy finds herself spending her summer at mr. howard’s ranch | modern!western!au | teacher!lucy x divorced!rancher!coop | prompt: hats
(her afternoons are spent riding horses, evenings in the warm glow of a campfire. hats are swapped, as hands wander under a glittering canopy of stars - and lucy silently wishes that the summer will never end ☀️)
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when can't get this ship out of my head 😜
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ghouly-boiiiii · 2 days
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Just a little blurb of them riding wild radhorses ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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cocodavie · 1 month
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geirahood · 19 days
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I mentally can hear him say "Sweetheart.." in all of these sketches
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smokedruid · 29 days
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i have fallen in love with yet another morally reprehensible disgusting old man 💔
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ladybirdswritings · 15 days
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Pretty Thing - Cooper Howard (Ghoul) x Reader
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Summary: You’re a shiny, pretty prize worth more caps than can be counted on ten hands altogether. There’s something special about you, and the Ghoul is determined to figure out just what it is.
Notes: I’ve been wanting to write for this cowboy for days now and I’ve finally come around to it. Cowboys are my specialty lately <3. Lmk if u love this and I’ll write more (feel free to leave me lots of comments and interactions, I love those!!)
A03 | masterlist | next chap
pretty thing…
“Well lookie here, seems you vaulties ain’t as perfect as you promise to be, huh?”
A furrow of chocolate brows, offense and confusion from sweet Lucy MacLean. This vault promised development in weaponry that the new world had never seen before. It was a thing of storybooks, the kind of thing her dad told her right before her head hit the pillow.
Now, here she was; and it wasn’t a caged weapon she was staring at… no, but rather a caged person.
“This violates all of our policies…” she muttered softly, worry stitched in her soft features as she looked on at the mangled cowboy beside her.
“Tsk tsk, sweetheart. You oughta be more careful with trustin’ these shit-eating freaks. Ain’t you learned your lesson first time round?”
Lucy sighed, falling to her knees and grazing a warm hand against the metal. She looked on at you with pity. Weak, hazy you.
How did you end up in this predicament? You didn’t know. You didn’t remember.
It was as if the entirety of everything you’d ever known was only stitched within your brain in jagged, disorderly flashes. This had to be one too. A flash.
A vault dweller and a ghoul, side by side.
It was most certainly a flash.
“What do we do, coop?” The brunette wondered, doe eyes gazing up at the mangled creature. He only smirked.
“We split. You find your precious tin-man you can’t stop yappin’ bout… and I’ll snatch up this dyin’ cargo. Comprende?”
Lucy had come to trust him, and maybe it was a stupid thing to do. Reality was, though, he’d kept her alive this far. Maybe she owed it to him to follow orders. With a huff, she parted— and then?
It was just you and the ghoul.
Heavy footsteps circled your metal cage, like shark to labored minnow. You were far too exhausted to pick up those pretty eyes of yours from the ground they gazed at.
Chains wrapped round your wrists and ankles, cold metal burned against your spine and cheek. There were two ghouls in your peripheral vision, and each one was the same amount of horrifying.
The footsteps halted, and suddenly the mangled, noseless blur was clear as day before you. Kneeled to your level, observant— cold.
“Well well— look at you, huh? Pretty thing. Now I understand takin’ precautions but damn, sweetie. That’s a lotta chains, hm? What’s so scary bout’ you?” He whispered the last part, thread laced finger lifting to slowly push a loose locket of hair from your dampened face through the cage.
You blinked, forcing your gaze upward so to try and meet his eyes. It was exhausting.
He observed you like you were a foreign object, a diamond in the radiated rough.
“I’d wager to say that you’re just the weapon we was lookin’ for, ain’t you?”
God, he didn’t know just how right he was.
If there was one certain thing you could remember clear as day, laced through the flashes, it was your powers. Each and every one of them, laying dormant now.
You were far too poked and prodded, too drained to even think of lifting a finger.
“Been doin’ this for centuries, pretty thing. Centuries and I ain’t ever seen this kinda experimentation on a little fawn. Hm. Guess you was just unlucky.” His breath was warm as it hit your face. Musing and eyeing your exhausted, slumped figure. Observant, taking his time. Your keepers would be coming soon— he didn’t seem worried.
“Tell you what. You look like you gon’ make me lots of money. So you’re comin’ with me. Don’t you worry, I prefer ropes stead’ of chains, sweetie. You’ll be nice n’ comfortable.”
The more he spoke, the farther away he sounded. You were aware he was a ghoul, that much was certain. Yet even so, no part of his voice, no part of his fading threats were even a little bit startling. No.
His voice was a soft yet strong southern drawl and god— it was far more comforting than the chains and cement floor you’d always known. Perhaps that’s why you let the exhaustion overtake you. Perhaps that’s why you closed your eyes.
Did it matter why? No. All that mattered was that you did.
The rest was a blur. The last thing you remember? Frayed ropes being wrapped round you tight as you were freed from your chains. Mangled, coat covered arms lifting you from the cement and golden teeth pressed against your aching ear to whisper:
“C’mon now, pretty thing…”
Then?
Slumber…
¿to be continued?
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sugarbymoonlight · 23 days
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One of my absolute favorite parallels for them is whenever she looks at vault boy, It’s clear she turns to him for guidance in doing ‘The right thing’ and we all know who vault boy was originally.
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dimmadoome · 2 months
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Lucy being Hank MacLeans daughter means she deadass knows who Cooper Howard is. There is no way she wouldn't, not with now much of a fanboy her dad is.
Lucy is just like me, (I had a major crush on James Arness as a youngin) in that she was basically steeped in country westerns. Raised in a western household even. I'm sure Lucy saw Cooper on screen, a man who is definitely not related to her, a handsome man even, and probably had a major crush on him.
Which means when she finds out WHO The Ghoul is, well....
Lets just say I'm curious where the next season takes us.
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Golden Rule
Summary: Lucy is presented with her first case of Ghoul Bigotry, and it goes as well as what you think it might.
Pairings: The Ghoul | Cooper Howard x Lucy Maclean
Warnings: Eh none? This was just for funnsies lol. Short and sweet
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"Oi. Get your rotter outta here, Vaultie. We don't like his kind around here."
Lucy looks at the merchant in shock. The woman had been perfectly cordial until Cooper had come inside, and her attitude had changed immediately to disgusted annoyance. She cuts her eyes back at Cooper, who doesn't look affected by the harsh words whatsoever, but Lucy can't believe her ears.
"Excuse me?" Lucy demands once she's gotten over her initial shock. Her hands ball into fists, and she squares her shoulders, "What the heck did you just call him?"
The woman sneers at the vault dweller, "A rotter. A zombie. Get it the fuck outta my shop."
Lucy feels her face go hot in anger. How dare this woman say such mean things about Cooper. He was an asshole and rough around the edges, but Lucy would never even dream of calling the ghoul such ugly words.
"You can't just call him things like that, ma'am. Cooper is just as human as me or you," Lucy snaps at the woman, eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.
"I can call that zombie whatever the hell I want, girl. Now, if you ain't got the caps, get the hell out."
Lucy huffs, lips screwing up and gearing up to tell this lady what's what, when Cooper appears behind her, one hand curling over her shoulder to pull her away from the counter. She lets herself be led away from the counter but can't stop the last retort from falling past her lips.
"Fine! I didn't want to trade with an old hag like you anyway!"
Cooper snickers as he drags her through the door and back out into the wastes. It'd been a long time since someone had stuck up for him like that.
"Let it go, Sweetheart. Some people are just too set in their ways," Cooper scoffed and tugged her along when Lucy huffed and crossed her arms indignantly.
"It's still not right. You're better looking than half the men I've seen out here, anyway."
Cooper laughs at that one and sends the smoothskin a wink, "Keep talkin' like that Darlin' and I'll start thinkin' you actually like me."
@therulerofallpotatos
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eupheme · 3 days
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“𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨.” 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙨, “𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩.”
when lucy is kidnapped by a band of raiders, king maclean sends out a fierce knight only known as ‘the ghoul’ to bring her back 🏰💖 | knight!cooper x princess!lucy | medieval!au | prompt: knight
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nightfurycyare · 10 days
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Ghoulcy Week Day 1: Cold Wasteland Nights "He built a fire just to keep me warm..."
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ghouly-boiiiii · 25 days
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The potential for Ghoulcy to be canon may be more likely than y'all think...
Honestly, if it were any other IP I would say there's no way, but this is Fallout we're talking about. A franchise which prides itself on indulging in the ridiculous and absurd scenarios it can come up with.
They've already done it in the games. Hancock is a romance candidate for your character in Fallout 4 and he's a ghoul, so like, the idea of pairing a human with a ghoul is not a new idea in the franchise.
Plus, I feel like there has been some potential actual foreshadowing for it in the show. Not just Norms husband talk in the beginning, but the fact that Lucy is a very frisky lady and not squeamish in the slightest both lend itself to the possibility. Now, that could all just be for the funny, but they do seem like very oddly specific choices on the writers part.
As for Max, I think the line the doctor says, "Will you still want the same things when you've become a whole other animal all together?" is gonna be pretty relevant here. Lucy thought she was gonna find her dad, then go back to her vault and live happily ever after with her LITERAL knight in shining armor. But now that she knows the truth... that probably doesn't seem as appealing as it used to be anymore.
So yeah... probably still unlikely BUT I don't think it's at all out of the realm of possibility. I can definitely see the creators going in that direction just to be funny and shock people, but maybe even more so if they find out there are fans who are actually into it... 😅 I mean who knows? I can dream...
But yes, I know. Maybe this is just all wishful thinking, but I don't care. I'm gonna ride this train til it crashes and burns!! Ghoulcy forever, baby!!
EDIT: I just wanted to quickly add that Walton Goggins also talked about how he and the creators deliberately set out to try and make the Ghoul "kind of hot" (which they obviously succeeded at, because here we are lol). And while, sure, that may have just been for freaky fans like us, there could be another reason if their intention from the beginning was to have a romantic arc with The Ghoul. Gonna give us that whole Beauty and the Beast trope, Fallout edition y'all haha 😃
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cocodavie · 1 month
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geirahood · 17 days
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Part 2
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smokedruid · 19 days
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ex-military turned cowboy… it’s like they made him for me in a lab
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