[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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[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.]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan leads the way. Now that the sex is over, he feels awkward walking around naked. Not even years of locker room showers at the D.C. base could cure him of his prudish sensibilities and a desire to cover up. Being the smallest of his age group for those years likely didn't help.]

[recalcitrare]

[Zay, meanwhile, exhibits no shame, and likewise doesn't hide his interest in Nathan -- can't keep his hands off of him, brushing his knuckles down Nathan's spine, smoothing his palm across his waist... ... pinching a buttcheek...]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan shivers at Zay's touch...until that touch is pinching him, then he yelps in surprise and whirls around to face Zay with wide-eyed shock.]

What was that for?

[recalcitrare]

[Zay grins at him.] Does there have to be a reason?

[timesbureaucrat]

There's always a reason. Even if it's a ridiculous one.

[recalcitrare]

Then I suppose the reason is "I wanted to."

[timesbureaucrat]

[Nathan considers Zay's answer.]

Fair enough.

[And then he cups his hand around the back of Zay's neck and pulls him down for a wild, devouring kiss. Because he wanted to.]

[recalcitrare]

[Oh. He certainly wasn't expecting this to come of all that. Zay wraps an arm around Nathan's waist, the other hand coming up to tangle in his hair, matching every ounce of sloppy passion in the kiss.]