new found space

Eiffel has accidentally called Minkowski mom more than once. He thinks everyone forgot about it, but it became a running joke. When talking to Minkowski, Lovelace likes to refer to Eiffel as ‘your kid’ or 'the boy’. 

  • Lovelace: Where’s your son got to?
  • Minkowski: Will you please stop calling him that? He’s not my freaking child. I’m only three years older.
  • Lovelace: Well, technically. But has Eiffel ever actually behaved like a 33 year-old?
  • Hera: No, never.
  • Minkowski: Just because he’s a child doesn’t mean he has to be my child though. Why aren’t you or Hera part of this messed-up family metaphor?
  • Lovelace: Okay then, I’ll be… the cool mysterious aunt. What about you Hera?
  • Hera: I can be Eiffel’s genius big sister.
  • Lovelace: Sure, that works.

anonymous asked:


i was moving my stuff into a larger room, and trying to downsize my belongings in between my job search… So hopefully I can start getting back to my streams/updates either later this week or this weekend

Spacedad left a couple of unsupervised rebellious kids at the helm of the most powerful weapon in the universe, didn’t he? Wonder how that’ll pan out without Shiro there to ebb away the sass.

anonymous asked:

Hello could you do F!SS and Deacon having a dispute (about something serious and both are serious) but it ends in making out intensively? I know you have many requests but I think your writing is really worth waiting :)

Some of the next reacts are a little heavy so here, have some fluff. Some Deacon fluff. Hope this was what you were after Nonnie, Enjoy <3

Sole and Deacon were great together- whether you were talking about their professional partnership within the Railroad and as friends, or their blossoming friendship.

Sure, as friends, they had their arguments, but it was usually over small things- who got to sleep on what side of the bed (or mattress, depending on where they ended up for the night and if they were somewhere safe where they didn’t need to take watch); who got to choose where they ended up staying overnight; when the best time to go back to HQ would have been.

They’d been running together for a while- they were so close to finishing the relay to get inside the Institute, just a few weeks off.

But then Sole’s Pipboy rang out, a small jingle ringing out throughout the silence of the small hut that they were sharing at Sunshine tidings, the settlement that became Mercer Safehouse.  

‘What if there was a place with all the zip of Nuka-Cola’

“Ah, no fucking way…” Sole threw herself up from where she was lying on the bed, startling Deacon from his position across the room, where he had been pouring himself into some paperwork of some sort- some thing about where the next package’s safest route would be able since the last route had been compromised.

In the briefest moment of silence, Deacon could hear Tinker Tom tinkering outside on the relay that would transition Deacon’s friend- hell, if he was going to say it, best friend- straight into the enemy’s arms.

“Wouldn’t that be the cheer-cheer-cheeriest place in all the world”

Sole looked over at Deacon, glee bright in her eyes. He would be lying if he said that he wasn’t confused- why on earth was Sole so excited over a jingle about a pre-war fizzy drink.

“Wha…. why… you okay Sole?” Deacon asked, shoving the paper down next to him, knowing that the paper would be safe- if anyone got their hands on it, they wouldn’t be able to read what was on there, since the words on the paper was coded and only a few knew how to decode it.

“Hiya kids, remember, Nuka world is only open for a few more weeks in October. Come down and see me and Cappy one last time before buckling down for Winter. Don’t forget to bring your empty bottle of Nuka Cola to get fifteen dollars off at the gate. So hop aboard the Nuka express and come and see the whole Nuka Family while you can.”

Deacon knew what that look meant. He’d seen it many times before, especially when Sole was just about to charge into battle.

“The Nuka Express is available through the Nuka world transit centre, parking fees may apply…”

The rest of the announcement was met by deaf ears, as Sole was currently sat there staring at Deacon, excitement shining in their eyes. He didn’t have time to even say a word before Sole had sprung up, thrown some clothes on over her vest and shorts (the ones she usually wore to bed) and started throwing some things into a small bag, collecting the guns that she favoured, including the Deliverer.

Deacon rushed to stand up, pushing Sole straight back down onto the bed.


Sole’s slowly felt the excitement leave her body- she didn’t really like people telling her what to do, especially when it was someone as laid back as Deacon, one of her friends. The seriousness in his voice said a lot- Deacon would not let Sole leave without a fight.

“Deacon…” Sole started, not going to let Deacon win this fight. Sole was going to be getting on that transit train, no matter what anyone else said.

“No, Sole. I’m not letting you go.” Deacon wouldn’t back down, and he could feel the tension rising in the room. It was lucky that they were furthest away from where everyone else was- he could tell this was about to get heated.

“And since when was it your decision, hmm?” Sole’s reply got Deacon’s blood boiling- she seriously wasn’t considering going was she. Was she?

“We’re so close so, you’ll be heading into the Institute within weeks, you need time to relax before you head into the unknown”

“I’ve had time to relax Deacon. I’ve had two hundred years of relaxing. Two hundred years of sleeping. Two hundred years of doing nothing Deacon, I need to get out there and do something. I can’t just sit around and no nothing- especially when I’m getting no closer to my son” Deacon lowered his gaze- he understood where Sole was coming from, but he needed her to stay her. To stay with him.

“You don’t know what’s going to be on the other end Sole…”

“I don’t know what’s going to be outside my front door tomorrow morning Deek, let alone on the other side of the door whenever we’re out travelling. That’s just all part of the fun” Deacon scoffed, but made no movement to speak again. He was thinking of what he could do to convince her to stay. He needed her to stay- she needed to go to the Institute- to take the fight to them, and her going off wasn’t going to help.

“I’ll come with yo…”

“No Deeks, you need to be here, in the Commonwealth, with the Railroad. I need to go alone” As she spoke, she slung the now packed bag over her shoulder, heading towards the door.

Just as Sole’s hand reached the door handle, going to push the door to leave on her trek down to the transit centre, Deacon grabbed her shoulder, harshly spinning her around and pushing her up against the wooden wall next to the door. A sharp breath left Sole’s lips as her back hit the cool hard wood, but was quickly cut of by Deacon’s lips pressing against hers.

Months of pent up emotions released themselves in the kiss, Sole’s lips quickly opening to allow Deacon’s tongue in to explore, with Sole pushing herself away from the wall just as Deacon’s hands reached down to try and unzip Sole’s zip- giving up after too much fumbling around. They moved to the bed, lips still locked, with Sole pushing on Deacon’s shoulder until his legs hit the back of the bed, Deacon quickly spinning so that Sole ended up lying on her back on the bed, Deacon hovering above her.

Coming up for air, Deacon gently rested his forehead up against Sole’s, not wanting to give up this new founded space.

“Please, Sole…” Deacon whispered, pressing his lips softly against Sole’s once again- he wanted to lock her up here, but he knew his begging was going on deaf ears.

“I promise I’ll come back.” Sole whispered back, meeting his lips once more. “I promise I’ll come back to you Deacon.”

She sat up, Deacon huffing as she rolled him off her and reached under her shirt, pulling out the chain that held her wedding rings. She undid the chain, before pulling out the larger one, opening his hand and placing it in the centre of his palm.

“I promise you I’m coming back. I’ll be careful, I know what I’m doing.” She whispered, reaching down to place another chaste kiss on his lips. “And besides, now I’ve got something to come home for. Something to come home to” She said, nodding her head to the ring that now sat nestled in Deacon’s closed fist.

Deacon followed Sole down to the old abandoned church, kissed her once more- a see you soon kiss, not a goodbye kiss, before watching her walk off into the sunset.

She’d come back, he told himself once he could no longer see her form in the distance. He looked at the ring in his hand, and the small indent from clutching it so tightly.

Besides, she’s got something to come home to.

Endure - [NCT] Boyfie!Johnny

[A/N] Just… the amount of disrespect. I love pain.

Johnny is the kind of boyfriend that helps you find comfort in silence. Silence are rare momets for you because you just can’t stay still. But Johnny taught you just that. He’s laying on his back now, across the bed, scrolling his phone. You were laying on your stomach right next to him swiping pages on your iPad. Humming your current favourite song.

And even that changes every two seconds.

Johnny gave you an e-book to read. He says the story is good and wants to share them with you. Two pages in and you blinked your drying eyes, repeatedly. So. The main character wanted a trip to find herself. Now where have you heard of that before? Yawn.

‘Johnny…’ You whispered and he replied with a soft, ‘Hmm?’

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