[closed] the only constant is change

[capcious]

Who: the Fallout AU crew
Setting: the Commonwealth
Summary: BoS things, institute things
Warnings: Fallout warnings, smut
Other: [original notes] [first post] [second post] [third post] [fourth post] [fifth post] [sixth post] [seventh post] [eighth post]

- minor timeskip to when the BoS has its feet under it again, shaun asks riley to go up and keep an eye on them and deacon goes with
- they get assigned to a BoS squad composed of AU versions of chancellery guards (paladin archimedes o'hallan, knight-captain anthony norris, lancer-sargeant alex reyes, knight riley reynolds, knight everett wynter, knight henry "hal" saller, aspirant 'jack' "deacon" 'priest')
- maybe some minor quests involving getting to know them, gotta get some solid Bonding going
- sarrith (sarah, secret enclave remnant) and sal's romeo and juliet romance
- that one quest where you get the nukes from the glowing sea for the BoS
- wynter's mistake and gradual ghoulification and the position it puts the squad in
- blind betrayal

- shaun announces ferran officially as his successor
- ferran dealing with the short institute quests that result from that
- shaun discovering ferran's a slut and trying to talk to him about it
- zetta freaking out bc they're spending all this time waiting for her to recover and dealing with the BoS, and not having the time to try to figure out a way to save shaun
- zetta, in general, driving shaun slowly up the wall because she's cooped up and needs to be kept occupied or else Bad Things Start Happening, why is this shaun's life, this was not what he was expecting at all
- ferran going on missions with x6-88 / house divided, warwick
- nathan and zay's one night stand with ferran becoming not a one night stand any more
- at some point we need to have nathan call deacon a mongrel to his face so zetta can go positively nuclear
- zay finding out nathan is taking buffout

- build towards the railroad and institute being on better terms (not *stable*, but they need to be in a position where they're willing to make an alliance at the battle for bunker hill and afterwards to take the BoS down)
- probably need to do a meeting with dez and carrington, bc jfc (and ferran being the next director makes it easier to make negotiations on the institute's behalf though shaun probably doesnt fully trust him with that wrt the railroad yet, shaun needs to see ferran make decisions that benefit the institute OVER the railroad for that)

- mass fusion happens before battle for bunker hill, lighting a fire under the brotherhood's ass (still use it as the faction cut-off point?)
- at the battle, brotherhood wins -- keeping them a legitimate threat and serving as the push for the institute and railroad to work together against them

[image] [lyrics]

well, oh, it seems you're a lot like me
you dug yourself into places you never thought you would be
but don't you fret, and don't you mind
the only constant is change,
and you never know what you'll find

yeah, tomorrow i might wake up nice and clean
and i might believe the things i said i didn't mean
and this might turn and wind up just the way we'd dreamed
and i might become the things i swore i'd always be

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[recalcitrare]

[Zay is grinning and about to open his mouth to reply when Nathan rolls them, and then he has to focus on making sure he doesn't knock his head against the floor. And then Nathan is pounding into him and suddenly the conversation doesn't matter at all. He moans, even louder than before, his hands scrabbling at Nathan's back.] Fuck, Nate, Nate --

[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan smiles and kisses along Zay's collar bone.]

Shall I...stop and...take my time?

[recalcitrare]

Christ, [Zay manages, but only that, because he can barely think. He... he... ... he's going to come far, far too soon if this keeps up. He gulps in air and tries for words again.] Don't think I'd -- complain. Depends -- Depends how long you want me to... god -- [Close enough. Should get the point across.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Slowing down is hard. Actually stopping would take an act of willpower like unto parting the Potomac. But Zay deserves to be teased back and so Nathan slows to a smooth and steady roll.]

[recalcitrare]

[Zay feels like he has a chance to breathe properly. God that was intense and perfect but he needs air and he needs to keep from coming too damn soon. So as much as it's a tease, it's almost a relief, too.] Mmmm... [It's easier for him to move with Nathan, too, now, so he does, rolling his hips and fingers digging into Nathan's shoulders.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Now that the intensity has been dialed back a bit, he can kiss Zay properly. And does so. One hand braced on the floor and the other coming up to cup Zay's cheek.]

[recalcitrare]

[... Zay refuses to admit it, but he -- melts. (And he'd admit it for Nathan, but only for him.) And, oh, alright, he might make a noise that sounds like a whimper. He opens his mouth immediately to the kiss, and lets go of Nathan's shoulder to tangle his fingers in his hair instead.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[This is good, better than he imagined, makes him glad that he mustered enough self control for this instead of just rutting wildly. He moans in Zay's mouth and tries not to come too soon from the sounds Zay is making under him.]

[recalcitrare]

[Zay hooks his ankles up behind Nathan's waist, as if he needs to be held against him or otherwise encouraged to stay. Nathan's moan into his mouth makes his hips jerk on their own, faster, out of their pace.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Even at this slower pace, Nathan isn't going to last much longer. He just hopes he can get Zay off before he comes. But if he doesn't, he can always suck him off to finish him. Maybe even do it promptly without making Zay wait.]

[recalcitrare]

[Air -- Again, he needs air, and he breaks the kiss to gasp for it. But even before he's entirely caught his breath, he's chanting again:] Nate, Nate, oh, god -- Nate -- [Not much longer. Not much longer.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[That sends his hips jerking faster and shallower.]

Oh...Jesus, Zay...when you...say my name like that....

[recalcitrare]

[Zay makes a growling noise in the back of his throat. Fuck.] Nate, I'm -- I'm... I'm going to --

[timesbureaucrat]

Good...good...

[He's about to come, too. He just needs to hold off a little bit longer just a little bit... ]

Come for me...

[recalcitrare]

Fuck -- [Zay's eyes squeeze closed as he hits the edge, his mouth open in a choking gasp. It's intense, and he can scarcely breathe, and he's covering them both with his cum.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[As soon as he feels Zay's cum spattering on his stomach, he can't hold back any more. He doesn't want to. His hips jerk a few more times and then he moans as he climaxes. His forehead drops onto Zay's shoulder as he pulses out his cum inside him, his chest heaving.]

[recalcitrare]

[Once they're spent, Zay can't bring himself to move. He just wants to lay here and... ... no. No, his legs are cramping. He unhooks his ankles and relaxes his legs. Now he just wants to lay here and... ... no, the floor is killing his back. His back is not appreciating their endeavor. ... he tries to ignore it in favor of smoothing his hands along Nathan's shoulders and up into his hair.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan meanwhile has a warm and soft surface underneath him and has no inclination to move. He turns his head so that his cheek instead of his forehead is on Zay's shoulder and lazily runs his hands along Zay's skin.]

[recalcitrare]

[... god, he loves him. Zay tilts his head so he can kiss Nathan's forehead.] That was... [He trails off. There are too many words to ascribe to it.]

[timesbureaucrat]

Indeed.

[Nathan's not sure he can manage more than one word right now. He's proud of himself that he managed two syllables. He's relaxed and at peace and feels like he just wants to curl up with Zay right here on the floor.]

[recalcitrare]

[Zay's eyes drift closed and he allows himself to bask in the afterglow for a moment. ... but he can only manage a moment.] We should move.

[timesbureaucrat]

Hm.

[Nathan rolls off of Zay and onto the floor next to him.

It's a cold and not very comfortable floor.]

I suppose you're right.

[He climbs to his feet and holds out his hand for Zay.]

[recalcitrare]

[Oh, thank god. Zay takes Nathan's hand and allows him to help pull him up to his feet.] Couch or bed, I don't much care.

[timesbureaucrat]

Bed.

[He glances at the clothes scattered messily around his living room and in a rare moment of untidiness decides that they can wait there for a while.]

It's more comfortable for two.

[recalcitrare]

[Zay is convinced that, as Nathan looks at their discarded clothes, that he's going to start picking them up. But instead... He suggests they just go to bed. Zay grins.] After you, [he says, along with a little hand flourish and holding his arm out towards the bedroom.]