cooper (from fallout) x reader where he rescues her from something?
Cooper Howard x !F! Reader
Kind of short, might make a smutty part 2 if yâall like it enough, otherwise use your imagination for the ending. Not proofread
Warning: mild violence, injuries, suggestive themes towards the end
The wasteland wasnât new to you. You were born out here, so that meant you should know what you were doing when it came to surviving. But you still found yourself in bad situations.
âOh shit-â you were cut off by the radscorpion knocking you to the sand. You hit the ground hard with a thump, the scorpion crawling quickly in your direction. You could hear more coming from other directions. You couldnât tell how many more.
You were about to be trapped. Weâre you really going to die like this. After taking on countless super mutants with their machine guns, and fire ants that could literally shoot fire. A group of scorpions were going to be your downfall.
You crawled backwards until your back hit a rock, blocking your path. You fucked up, you cornered yourself. You broke the one rule of not getting yourself stuck against a wall.
âWell fuck.â You mumbled, gasping for air. The suns rays were pounding down on you. The pain from your fall coursing through your body, you were sure to have a massive bruise down your side.
More scorpions came around the sides of the rock. You only had enough ammo to deal with one. But if you could deal with one and get it out of the way, maybe you could make a run for it. Just maybeâŚ
But before you could put your plan into action you hear gunshots and the scorpion to your left goes limp. Itâs dead, and the other 3 scorpions turn their attention to what or who killed it. You took this opportunity to make a run for it.
You hopped over the dead scorpion and ran to a nearby bus to hide behind it. As soon as you were behind the bus and had your breathing under control you realized you were bleeding. Your shirt was covered in blood, something must have cut you when you fell, you didnât know what and you didnât want to bother finding out. You dug through your medical supplies and found a stimpak and something to wrap your wound with.
As you were busy fixing yourself up, your savior took care of the rest of the scorpions. And came to find you hiding out behind the bus.
You hadnât realized until you heard a man clear his throat. You stood up quick, getting your guard back up in case this man saved you for another reason besides out of the goodness of his own heart. He could be fixing to rob you for all you knew or worse.
Hand on your gun you looked up at him. âUh-â you start, glancing over the man standing before you.
He was dressed like a cowboy, boots, hat, duster jacket. The whole works. His leather cowboy hat covered his face so you couldnât make out any of his facial features.
âYâknow, ya shouldnât be out here if you donât know what youâre doing.â He drawled. His accent thick.
âI know what I-â you started before he cut you off again. âClearly not.â He chuckled, flicking his hat up to uncover his eyes. He stared you down for a minute, waiting for your next response.
With his face now uncovered, you could tell he was a ghoul. Youâd never met a ghoul that wasnât feral before.
âI didnât need your help.â You grumbled through gritted teeth. The ghoul was starting to offend you. You had been surviving in the wasteland since you were born.
âWell you got it.â He took a step closer to you. âAnd just because you didnât need it doesnât mean you donât owe me now.â He was now a foot from you. âOwe you what?â You asked, getting worried.
He chuckled at your now worried tone. âWhereâd all that confidence go sweetheart. Oh itâs nothing bad.â He was inches from you now. Your senses were heightening, your heart rate increasing.
Were you attracted to this ghoul? That would be the only explanation for the way you were feeling now.
âIâll give you two options. How âbout that?â He asked, slipping a finger under your chin to force you to look up into his eyes.
âHmm?â He hummed. âFine.â You finally responded, gulping down the lump in your throat.
You could feel the tension growing. Where was he going with this?
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Would you write angst?
I have a request thatâs pretty detailed but to sum it up itâs basically reader just telling Daryl (& Abraham if your up to it) how her father abused her after he saw the scars on her arms and upper back. All platonic since the reader self insert is still in her mid-upper teens, Daryl/Abraham are both (eventual) semi parental figures.
If yes, Iâll send in the request, got it all ready in my notes :)
Yes, I can absolutely write this anon! Feel free to send me a full request. I would love to write this as detailed as you want :)
(Also sorry I took so long to respond to this request Iâve been typing my fingers off)
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Update!
Soooo I got some asks, thank you to all that sent one in, I will get to work on them ASAP. Im so excited and thank you for participating and helping in getting me out of my writers block!!
Iâll try to get all of them done and posted as quickly as possible but please be patient with me, I have a lot on my plate this next week.
But thank you again!
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My intro/begging for motivation
(after literally leaving this account vacant for months)
My names Ellie, I write (when I feel like it which isnât very much anymore bc⌠writers block)
But maybe yâall can help me out of that by leaving requests/asks for the following fandoms? Please Iâm begging
Said fandoms being:
The Walking Dead
Red Dead Redemption
The Last of us
Marvel (in general)
X-Men
Resident Evil
COD
Blue eye Samurai
The new Fallout Prime show
Etc. if I can think of more Iâll keep listing
I write smut and fluff, donât be shy with asks because I will write just about anything. Of course when we get into the smut territory there will have to be some boundaries, but I can go into those after I get a couple of asks because this probably isnât going to gain any traction anyway.
Thank you for reading and perhaps think about leaving an ask for me to write!
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Rick Grimes x Reader
Rick gets busy and accidentally starts neglecting your relationship.
||CW|| None really, just fluff, a little angst mention of cheating (it doesnât actually happen Ricks a loyal lover)
AFAB/GN reader, reader has no mentioned gender
Rick had been really busy, going on runs, making plans, running Alexandria. Just doing typical leader stuff.
Him doing all of that left barely any time for your relationship, and that was starting to upset you.
At first you tried ignoring it. You understood that he had important things to do, especially to keep everything going and keep everyone alive.
But it was getting to the point that you saw him for (if you were lucky) maximum 30 minutes a day.
He had stopped coming to bed even when he was in Alexandria, always opting to sleep where the planning was going on, or the jobs were located so he was closer and able to be alert.
This started worrying you, the ideas of him cheating started crossing your mind. It was stupid to even think that he would do such a thing, you knew that. Rick was a loyal, trustworthy man, but he still wasnât putting very much into your relationship at the moment.
You were angry, but you knew you needed to talk to him. You didnât know when you would be able to do that, or how you would do it without letting your emotions get the best of you.
A couple of days later, you heard the front door open and close, and heavy footsteps walk in. At first you thought it was Daryl who had been in and out of the house for the last couple of days, getting his gear ready for a run, but you soon recognized them to be Ricks.
You were standing at the kitchen island cutting vegetables for a stew Carol was planning on making for dinner.
Rick saw you as soon as he walked in, walking over to you to greet you. âHey, darlinâ.â He mumbled, moving behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist.
âYou sound tired.â You said plainly, continuing to cut the vegetables.
âYou mad at me?â He asked, loosening his arms around you.
âNo-â you paused. Your whole body tensing up beneath his arms.
âReally?â He questioned, and it felt like he knew you were, and why you were.
This made you feel like you had to tell him now. So you did.
âMaybe.â You continued your movements of chopping the vegetables.
âWhy darlinâ?â He asked calmly, reaching up to rub at your shoulders.
âYouâve been gone for weeks. You havenât been to bed in whatâs felt like forever and youâve barely spoken to me Rick! I donât know where youâve been or what youâve been doing!â You shout the last sentence out of frustration, dropping the knife onto the cutting board.
"I'm sorry darlin'. I know I've been all over the place recently. Everyoneâs always needinâ somethinâ and you know how that goes.â He says, squeezing his arms tighter around you again.
âYou couldâve at least came by and updated me on whatever was going on.â You replied, unraveling his arms from you and turning to look at him.
He could see how much it bothered you. Your eyes conveying your emotions more than you wouldâve liked them to.
âCâmere.â He said, grabbing your wrists and guiding you away from the kitchen island. He guided you up the stairs and to your shared bedroom.
âWhat Rick?â You asked, not knowing exactly what he was getting at. He had turned away from you digging in his side of the dresser.
âPut this on.â He said, suddenly throwing one of his shirts at you.
âWhy?â You asked, looking at him confused.
âJust do it.â He responded, pulling out a pair of his sweats.
So you did, when you finished putting on his shirt, you realized he had changed out of his day clothes and into something he would normally sleep in, that being just a pair of sweats and no shirt.
He climbed into the bed, and motioned for you to come over.
âRick whatâre you doing?â You asked again.
âWhat does it look like sweetheart? Iâm tryinâ to make up for missed time.â He responded. âIâm exhausted from the last few weeks, I just wanna hold you.â He added, now doing grabby hands towards you since you hadnât come over when he motioned.
You finally walked over and joined him, climbing into the bed beside him.
When you did he quickly wrapped his arms around your figure and pulled you into his arms.
You immediately loosened up at the contact, melting into it.
âI missed you, missed this.â He mumbled, nuzzling his face into your neck.
âI did too, but you realize Iâm supposed to be getting to veggies ready for Carol right now, right?â You responded pulling away to look at his face.
âThey looked ready to me.â He responded with a shrug.
âWell they werenât, so if she yells at me youâre going to have to save me.â You laugh.
âI will donât worry.â He responds closing his eyes.
You watched him doze off, he was always handsome in this peaceful state. As time went on you fell asleep shortly after.
This apology still wasnât exactly enough and he knew that. He was just saving the rest of his apology for when he wasnât as tired wink wink.
(Part 2 perhaps for the rest of the apology?)
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i love tumblr, itâs my safe space⌠i can be as horny as i want over fictional characters and no one will judge me.
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Rick Grimes x Reader with an oral fixation
||CW|| NSFW be careful. MDNI (Iâm not responsible for your media consumption). Blow Job and thatâs about it.
AFAB/GN Reader, Reader isnât mentioned to have a gender, no body parts mentioned for reader
This is my first time posting my writing, donât judge too hard.
(Slightly self insert)
At first he didnât understand why you were always chewing on things/putting things in your mouth, whether it be the strings of your hoodie, your fingernails, your thumb, your knuckles, water bottle caps, pens and pencils, pretty much anything you could put in your mouth.
It wasnât until a pen burst in your mouth that he confronted you.
You turned around from sitting at a table where you were writing in a journal. The ink of the pen dripping from your mouth. âDarlinâ thatâs what happens when you chew on things that arenât meant to be chewed on.â He said before grabbing you a glass of water to rinse your mouth with.
âI canât help it Rick.â You responded, frustrated and embarrassed with yourself for chewing through the pen.
âWhat do you mean you canât help it? Just stop puttinâ things in your mouth.â He shrugged.
âItâs not something I can just stop, it keeps my brain and mouth occupied. I donât know, I canât really explain it in a way that youâd understand.â You try your best to explain, but you really donât know exactly why you do it, itâs not something you think about before doing.
After that he never bothers asking about it again.
He does however replace certain things. For example, if your chewing on a pen, he takes it away from you and gives you a pencil so it wonât explode in your mouth like last time.
He starts looking for gum on runs for you in hopes that itâll help stop you from chewing on your fingers because he finds it very unsanitary, especially when youâre away from Alexandria and donât have soap or clean water. Heâs just trying to keep you from getting sick.
He doesnât mind watching you with your fingers in your mouth though, he gets off on the sight.
After a little while, he starts offering his own fingers. (Only when youâre in the comfort of your shared bedroom.)
He enjoys watching the way your mouth suckles on his large fingers.
He also loves the feeling of your wet mouth around his fingers.
He eventually thinks of something even better that you can wrap your mouth around.
His cock
âDarlinâ you know what else I think you might enjoy havinâ in your mouth?â Heâd ask one night as he was walking out of the bathroom from taking a shower.
âHmmm?â You hummed, turning to look at him, towel draped over his hips, messy wet hair framing his face.
âCâmere, Iâll show you.â He said, unraveling his towel, still holding it up so he didnât uncover his hard cock yet.
You could obviously already see where this was going, considering he was completely naked. (And that towel couldnât hide his bulge no matter how Rick tried adjusting it.)
You were now stood in front of him, trying your best to act like you didnât know what was to come.
He finally drops his towel and there, in all of itâs glory is his rock hard dick, waiting so patiently for your mouth.
âKnees.â He commands. And you do as youâre told, dropping to your knees in front of him.
He reaches down and grabs your chin with one hand. Fisting his cock in the other.
âOpen.â He squeezes your cheeks.
You open your mouth and stick your tongue out waiting for him.
He slaps his cock against your waiting tongue, sliding himself into your warm, wet mouth.
He groans at the feeling of you taking him into your mouth.
You push yourself as far down as you can go on him making yourself gag.
He definitely loves the sound of you gagging too.
He slowly starts fucking into your mouth, being as gentle as he can to not hurt you.
He ends up completely face fucking you.
Tears and drool streaming down your face, making a complete mess out of you.
Heâs a sweetheart after though.
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I would bark for him
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My lovely wife
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*Very original statement*
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Im boutta mess up my digital footprint
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The glasses are fucking everything
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I have a final in an hour and this picture is the only thing in my brain
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Pls his hair
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Hands
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I want him to curb stomp me
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Idk if I want to be him⌠or be with him
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