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Nora was never one for casual sex, and Nate had been her one and only. She knew she would never love again. Convinced that she'd otherwise be doomed to a lonely, celibate life, she makes an unusual proposal to the man who has been one of her only constants since waking up in the future.
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His heart lifted a little, even though hearing her sound so meek was a little unnerving. He reached over and grabbed one of her hands before he could talk himself out of it and brought it to his lips, an affirmation in his kiss.
She let him keep her hand, watching with slightly wide eyes as he placed it carefully, chastely, on his knee. After a moment she said “You don’t act like the other guys, you know.”
That… was an understatement.
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When Deacon and Nora go undercover as a young couple with a tumultuous relationship, the disguises they've picked end up being annoyingly familiar.
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“Carrington thinks you need to talk about it. Talk about what happened… all of it.”
What? No.
“I told him it'd be hard for you to talk about it since you don't… talk, but he thinks it's the only way to fix you.”
“I need fixed?”
He laughed.
It wasn't a very nice laugh.
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"You didn't answer my question. Why are you out here looking for me, Whisp? What's going on?”
“I was worried about you, okay?”
“Worried? About me? Bless your heart.”
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She was so fucking weak.
She should have just died.
She should have died the second she stepped out of that vault.
She should have died in the vault. She should have been the one shot. Nate would have handled things so much better than her, and she truly was not built for such a drawn out death.Series
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“Care for a sunburn? Could use the company.”
“Not at all, actually! Thanks for asking.”
She hesitated a moment, the set of her mouth flagging gently. There may have been a bit more bite in his words than he'd wanted. “Are you… capable of relaxing?” she asked faux-cheerily, matching his tone. “Even a little bit?”
Not at all, actually. Thanks for asking.
When he didn't answer right away she amended her question. “Are you capable of pretending to be someone capable of relaxing?”
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“Almost took on Swan, but decided I didn't have enough time.”
“Don't even fucking joke,” he seethed.
“Don't joke? Wha- wait, did you see that pig fly by just now?”
“You worked your shit out on all that and then still felt the need to go ballistic on a mirror when you were done. Makes me think maybe you're not doing so hot, sweetheart.”
She laughed. “I'm not."
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“You can only have one hand on me at a time. The other needs to stay where I can see it.”
He immediately dropped his hold on her.
Right.
Prostitute.
Game.
He wasn't him right now. He wasn't even Deacon. No, right now he was the man who lived at the end of the hall, the man who was in love with the beautiful little blonde whore he liked to pick up at the bar.
This… this might be allowed.
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She’d always looked so little to him. So sinless and carefree and innocent as she bore the weight of the world on her shoulders. He’d envied her at times, supposing that the broken and tormented mind that he lived with was beyond what she would ever experience, even given her past. She had been born into a different world before being shoved traumatically into this one, but she had been protected. He had strived to be that for her, from day one. He’d done everything he could to preserve some of that peace for her.
She wasn’t little now, though.
Now, Whisper was the biggest mistake he’d ever made.Series
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MacCready's got a dead wife, a dying kid, fucked up hands and a traumatic childhood. Oh, and no caps, of course. Just when he thinks the universe can't dump any more brahmin shit over his head, it decides to suddenly dunk him in a whirlwind of rage, sorrow and, perhaps most perplexing, hope.
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Rook and Jacob end up in a bunker alone for the collapse. Hilarity ensues. (JK it's all whump, smut and self-loathing.)
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“Although it is getting late. Maybe we should order dinner…”
She chuckled at that one. “Hmm. I wonder if the raider compound next door delivers…”
“Nah,” he scoffed. “I was actually thinking Thai.”
“Thai?”
“Yeah. Thai. You like Thai? I know a great place just up the street. Usually I’d have my assistant order but seeing as you’re a little tied up…”
She finally stilled the dial of the safe at the realization, completely convinced that she’d botched the job again anyways. So on top of working on her safe cracking, he wanted to work on her improv too.
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“There are, like, five dead drops within a quarter mile of here. You could have sent a note.”
“How do you know I didn’t? There could be one sitting on your desk at HQ right now. Probably would have just gotten there.”
Deacon sat silent, expression infuriatingly passive around his shades. She did her best not to betray herself as she stared back at him, unflinching.
When he spoke, it was with a quiet certainty that she knew she couldn’t shake in him. “You didn’t send a note, Whisp.”
She willed herself still not to flinch, not to give. Eventually her gaze flicked off of him, like it'd been drawn by the world's strongest magnet.
Damn that intuition of his.
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"I don't think Dez is gonna-"
"Desiree," he corrected, picking up the next biggest wrench, "Went to the bank- thankfully, otherwise she'd have your cute little ass for being in the shop in the first place, let alone barefoot."
She blinked at him, the fan blowing flyaways into her eyes as her head cocked. Desiree?
He turned his scrutiny her way as he continued to polish the wrench in his hand, his eyes flashing severely. Nerves crawled up her arms at the realization.
Oh. Deacon wasn't Deacon anymore.
"So get your shoes back on and get back out to the service desk to count your gum packets… or whatever it is you do when there aren't any customers around. Before we both get in trouble."
And just like that, Whisper wasn't Whisper either.
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MacCready's already lost the mother of his child. It takes saving that child to make him realize he can't lose this crazy trainwreck of a woman, too. When things turn out to be more complicated than he could have dreamed, he doubles down. All in. Sign. Him. Up.
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- Part 2 of Illusions
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She knew it was for the best. She'd been anticipating it for a while with him backing off on their games, quieting more in their downtime and handing her more and more responsibility, making her feel more independent. Still. It was a little sad. He was the first person she trusted in this world. The only person she loved. He really was like family to her… she cared about him and felt safe with him and really really would much rather that nothing change, but…
But...
Okay. Fine. None of this was ok.
Something was wrong with Deacon. He wasn't acting like himself and she fucking missed him.
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“Hey,” she whispered.
He appraised her, blinking, before straightening confidently. “Hey,” he drawled, taking a haughty step forward. “I thought maybe you’d liked what you saw, but you scurried out of there before I had a chance to ask.”
The merc’s voice was a creeping baritone that crawled up her spine and tickled the hair at the nape of her neck. She fisted her hand to keep from rubbing at the spot, all too aware of the wildness in his eye as he looked her up and down.
'Cut the shit' she wanted to say. This particular character felt like he was going to be a step removed from the kind of company she actually liked to keep, but if Deacon was convinced that they were in danger of being overheard, so much so that he wasn’t dropping the act, then she trusted him enough to follow his lead.
Problem was, she wasn’t sure how. Not with what she needed to say.
*Takes place several months prior to the events of Bunny Dear*
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"Whoa. A pinky promise? Are you sure? Don't you think we should get to know each other a little better first?"
She jostled their hands with the promise, but didn't let him pull away. "And you were gonna let me up, right?"His expression froze on her for a moment before he blinked it off. "Sure."
"Deacon-"He reclaimed his hand, smile widening. "Course."
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