Im Horrible

I’m horrible

Idk if anyone does it, but I think a fun thing/activity people should do with their Fallout OCs is to come up with affinity interests for them or make up locational dialogue for them. Kinda like if you were writing them as an actual companion in-game to flesh them out a bit more. I dunno, that's what I wanna try at least.

why does cannibalism always have to be a metaphor for something what if im just hungry

Me lol

If I say Nubbins x Sonny what then. What happens after that

Free Free Palestine!

Roller Skating With Leland

This is my time writing... like ever. I wanted to give it a try, i hope someone sees this, maybe reads it and crazily enough, maybe likes it?? <3 This is kinda short, it was meant to be way longer and originally, it was about Johnny. But I scrapped that idea and went with this instead.

Summary: You bought a pair of skates two months ago and you become a regular at the local roller rink. A man approaches you.

Word count: 1,573

Warnings: None (fluff)

The sun is setting, the different nuances of orange and pink mingling together in the sky. This time of day has always been your favorite. On a regular Friday night like this, it's not uncommon to find you at the roller rink. You had picked up these beautiful roller skates from the mall two months back. Really, the pink color just grabbed your attention so you had no choice but to grab a pair for yourself. You had no original intention to learn to skate but might as well now that you got a pair. You don't have any friends to practice with but you were determined to make good use of the skates so you became a regular at the local roller rink. Hoping to make some friends and gain a new skill. 

Maxine was usually working and she made sure to put on her biggest smile whenever you walked in. You’ve grown pretty close to her and she’s been your first, and quite frankly, your only friend since moving to Newt. You’ve always found it difficult to make friends and you see yourself as a lone wolf, alone but capable. “Well, if it isn't my favorite customer!” she exclaimed, somehow always finding you before you find her. “Here I am!” you roll your eyes, seeming unamused. You already know her routine of making sure you never forget how badly you suck at skating. “Ready to humor us with your graceful falls this evening?” holding back her laughter. You would think it gets old, after two months and all but here we are, “shut up…” you can't help but slightly smirk to yourself and she giggles at your reaction. You hand her a five dollar bill and after making some quick small talk, you start making your way down to the rink. 

Since it was a Friday evening, the rink was sure to be packed with people. Friends and lovers enjoying their time, laughing and hanging out. The mixture of bright and neon lights created a wonderful feeling, and the disco ball in the center of the roof was the cherry on top. They always played the best music on fridays, you don’t know if that’s by coincidence, but you had a feeling Maxine was the reason behind it. You sit on one of the benches close to the edge of the rink, putting on your skates and ready to kick ass, knowing Maxine would be watching your every move as fuel for future teasing. “She's a lady” by Tom Jones started playing, you glance over at the desk and see Maxine shooting you a little wink. It was your favorite song at the moment and with that you gracefully rolled onto the slippery surface.

It’s been a week since you last skated and you always felt a little rusty initially so you made sure to start slow and warm up. Once you feel you are comfortable, you pick up the pace and get confident with your moves, you feel the music taking over and you’re spinning and moving your body to the songs that are played, one after another. You made sure to shoot some smirks back at Maxine who is impressed with today's performance. A little secret… you had been practicing during shifts you knew she would be off, just to really wow her. You were delighted to realize that your sneaky schemes had been proven successful.

While you were deep inside your own little bubble, you hadn’t noticed a man skating alongside you. You smiled at him trying to be polite, not thinking much of it. He put his arms around your waist, he was handsome but you weren't really interested. A nervous giggle escaped your mouth. “I'm sorry, do I know you?” coming across a bit more hostile than you anticipated. “Yeah, you’re that stunning girl I met on the roller rink.” he gives you a sneaky wink. You couldn't help but blush a little. Male attention isn't foreign to you, but it never fails to get you to blush regardless. Before you are able to respond he grabs your hand, shaking it “the name’s Leland, i’d like to get to know you”. A smirk growing on his face. His charm was damn near irresistible and you couldn't help but look down and giggle at his direct manners. 

You guess it’s butterflies? The men approaching you were usually more nervous and cautious with the way they spoke to you, as if to not ruin any chances. But here this guy was, direct and confident. Something you definitely found attractive. You finally shake his hand back “The name is Mikaela, pleasure to meet you Leland!”, you made sure to make your voice sound a little seductive. His confidence seemed to have rubbed off on you. You grabbed his hand and dragged him off from the rink. All this skating got you thirsty, nothing a milkshake couldn’t handle.

Leland was following suit and ordered both of you a milkshake, you took a seat by one of the booths and started to get to know each other. Other than his gorgeous looks and smooth talking, he was also really funny and easy to talk to. You found that the time flew by fast and before you knew it, it was 11PM and you needed to head back home. 

Leland put his hand in his pocket and urged you to hook your arm around his, you obliged and waved goodbye to Maxine, who was still standing by the desk. You felt the cool breeze hit you as soon as you stepped foot outside. You made a *brr* sound, making Leland look down to you. “You cold?” he asked with his eyebrows furrowed. “...a little” you respond looking up at him. He was wearing a jacket, he immediately took it off and covered you with it. 

You felt the warmth of his body through the jacket that was now placed onto your shoulders, it felt good and even though you had just met the guy, you felt strangely safe with him. Together, you walked over to the curb, the bus station was right there so you just had to wait for the next bus. 

Leland takes a seat by the curb, you sit alongside him. Both of you are watching the sky. It was a clear night, though chilly, it was a nice change to the intense Texan heat. You had a perfect view of the stars, they seemed to shine brighter tonight. You were still lost in the beauty of the stars when you noticed Leland was no longer watching the stars, but instead watching you. You continue watching the stars, not acknowledging him “the stars are beautiful tonight” you said, feeling mesmerized, “yeah… they really are”. You could see from your peripheral that he was still watching you so you finally looked at him. You didn't realize you were only inches away from his face.

“Can I kiss you?”, his voice low and husky. You were surprised by the suddenness but without hesitation you leaned in, still holding his jacket around your shoulders. He wrapped one arm around your waist while holding your chin with the other. The kiss was passionate, like you’d been starving each other of this moment all night. His tongue was experienced, you could tell. Yours, not so much, you had only kissed a handful of guys but Leland quickly topped the chart as the best. 

The kiss ended abruptly due to the bus arriving in the distance. You pulled away, opening your eyes just to get partially blinded by the buses’ headlights. Leland grabs your jaw, drawing your attention back to him. “I want to see you again next friday, same place, alright?”. You look at him tightening your lips and giving him a hesitant look as if to say “i don't know, gotta check my calendar” but he knows you're teasing and giggles at your playfulness. “Alright sweetheart, don't make me beg now”. His words make your stomach twist a little, god this man is too much… “hmm… i think i need you to beg actually” you eagerly watch him as he lets his head fall forward, taking a deep breath and preparing himself. He looks up at you with pleaful eyes, “Please darlin’ I need to see you next weekend” You giggle at his attempt, it was good enough. “Eh, room for improvement but I guess it was enough to earn you another date”. His eyes lit up a little “...date?” he smirked at the word. “alright, prince charming, don't let it get to your head now” he lets out a small chuckle and nods in defeat. 

The bus came to a stop and he stood up and lent out his hand for you to hold onto getting up. You slide his jacket off your shoulders but before it's fully off you he pulls it back on, “no darlin’ keep it”. He gives you a warm smile and you don't fight him, you actually wanted to keep it anyways. 

You step onto the bus, he lived only walking distance away from the rink so he stayed on the curb. You take a seat on the empty bus and wave him goodbye from the window. He blows you a playful kiss and again, you feel your stomach twist over his cheesiness.