I Think The Most Frightening Emotion Of Kokichi In The Game Is This One

Fallout 4: Where is the Lone Wanderer?*

*a vague conspiracy theory which doesn’t actually answer the question at hand. We all have our own ideas of how the lore should go, and I’m sure yours is very canon-compliant and valid, but this is mine and I have support for it. Looooongpost.

First off: What do we know about the canon Wanderer?

We know they activated Project Purity (or had a companion do it) without the FEV and were inducted into the Brotherhood. We know they’ve met with MacCready (you can’t finish the game if you don’t), and he has dialogue indicating they had further contact. They also took the Brotherhood’s side at Adams Air Force Base.

We don’t know what happened with The Replicated Man, but since the canon Wanderer appears to have good karma, and info from 4 implies Zimmer’s disappearance was more recent than ten years ago, it seems likely they took the boring ending, which secures their membership in the Railroad.

Why aren’t they in Fallout 4?

The Doylist answer is that they’re highly customizable, and so they have no canon appearance, personality, gender, etc. But in-universe? Something happened.

“Accepting outsiders like yourself has proven disastrous in the past.” - Kells

“I've seen other soldiers come and go. Some were brave, some were honest... hell, some were even downright heroic.” - Danse

“Every doctor I've talked to was worthless. [] I don't need them... I need someone like you.” - MacCready

When Duncan first got sick, “someone like you” would have meant the Wanderer. This suggests (to me) that they’re not in the Capital Wasteland anymore. But they’re certainly not in the Commonwealth either.

The weird thing is that the Lone Wanderer is all over this game - they’re the namesake for a male hairstyle, a perk, a DCR song, a motorcycle brand… and the codename of Deacon’s mission to save the Railroad from certain destruction by recruiting the Sole Survivor.

Someday We’ll Find It, the Deacon Connection

Oh yeah, I’m going here. Desdemona’s terminal entries confirm it was always Deacon’s plan to get you onboard and use you to destroy the Institute. There are Railroad lookout posts near 111/Sanctuary and Red Rocket, and of course he followed you in Goodneighbor, Diamond City, and Bunker Hill (at least). His court jester vibe hides it a bit, but he’s manipulating you more than he’s manipulating Desdemona in the intro scene. And do you notice he rarely gives you a firm verbal disapproval unless you’re hurting the Railroad?

What could have caused Deacon’s interest in you, unless he’s made the connection between you and the Lone Wanderer? He’ll vouch for you if you haven’t accomplished anything yet, or even if you’re a Brotherhood member. A Pip-Boyed stranger emerges from a vault in the middle of a crisis, gaining friends, skills, items, and special abilities at a suspicious rate? Probably with the same gender and playstyle as the previous one? Heck, when he first heard the rumors, he probably thought you WERE the Lone Wanderer.

There are other indications the Railroad has been in contact with them — Desdemona mentions the Capital Wasteland as their primary destination for synths, and Deacon references Harkness’s recall code. If you refuse to pick a codename, Desdemona even assigns you “Wanderer.”

So what happened, then?

I think the answer lies with the Brotherhood, specifically in Deacon’s hatred of them. Sure, ideology is enough to hate them for, but Deacon sure seems suspiciously happy if you nuke their base of operations. (Some of) his comments on that:

“The Brotherhood... well, I met them on an op in Capital Wasteland a few years back. But now with Elder Maxson... Let's just say, not a fan.”

“That bastard Maxson really screwed them up. The Brotherhood used to be the good guys. Well, goodish.”

[Who’s Elder Maxson?] “He’s a piece of work, is what he is.”

And on his time in the Capital:

“Did I ever tell you about the time I was in Capital Wasteland? Now there's a tale.”

“Capital Wasteland. Exports: purified water, some decent tech, oh, and an insane suicidal cult that worships radiation. Thanks, guys.”

“I miss Capital Wasteland. You can actually drink the water there.”

And a few lines I’ve decided (with no evidence) directly refer to LW:

“Last partner I had wound up going... well, a little insane. I think it was all my show tune medleys.”

[After Maxson orders you to hunt Danse down] “See? This is what the Brotherhood's really about.”

And my favorite: “I’ve been looking forward to kicking the Brotherhood’s teeth in. I owe them.” This line comes before Glory is killed, so he’s not referring to that. The Brotherhood only recently arrived in force in the Commonwealth. He’s talking about something that happened in the Capital Wasteland.

So Here’s What Might Have Happened:

In early 2286, Deacon moves to the Capitol Wasteland for awhile, probably to get a face change and lay low for a bit. He contacts the Lone Wanderer, who has barely heard from the Railroad in nine years. They begin to work together.

(In context, this journal entry looks like he’s somehow gathering intel to predict when Vault 111 will open, but I can’t think of a way for him to get that information or know why it’s important, so I’m not going to believe it just yet.)

The Wanderer is still a knight, maybe a paladin. Maxson has been elder for 2-3 years and is monitoring the Institute. Meanwhile, the Lone Wanderer and Deacon are setting up infrastructure to receive escaped synths.

And then the Brotherhood finds out about one of the safehouses. With their limited understanding, they believe that the Institute is holed up there and attack. The Wanderer intentionally throws the mission — maybe disobeys orders, maybe downs a vertibird or collapses a subway tunnel, or maybe even attacks their brothers to protect the synths.

And, well-

Either they were killed, or they escaped court martial and execution by a hair’s breadth and fled the Capital, leaving Deacon to believe Maxson had them killed.

There you have it. That’s why they aren’t in Brotherhood dialogue or records. Their accomplishments couldn’t be recognized because they’re a traitor. And that’s why it’s personal for Deacon.

A COMPLEXITY THAT CAN ONLY BE UNDERSTOOD AS “BROTHERHOOD”

[poem by @/octaviafleurr on Tiktok]

Literally one of the most designs ever in danganronpa. To me

it creeps up on you at odd times, and in inconvenient places

You know, the thing about Taka's FTEs (now that I've had more time musing over them) is that - Taka relies entirely on the assumption that when Hope's Peak uses the word Talent, they mean something that someone is naturally good at without putting forth any effort. As a result, Taka assumes that the other Ultimates are naturally talented and smart and gifted like his grandfather was.

To an extent, with a couple of them, Taka's right. Leon is naturally gifted at baseball. I'd argue that Chihiro is naturally gifted at programming (at least from the discussions in his FTEs). And I think it's likely that Junko is naturally gifted at analysis (but put effort into Despair and Fashionista. Or, at least, chose Fashionista for whatever reason).

But Mondo? Put effort into being a Biker Gang Leader (especially after his brother Daiya died, because he had to be better and prove that he was a good leader despite causing Daiya's death).

Sayaka? She explicitly talks about all of the effort that went into becoming a Pop Sensation (and just how easily that can all slip away from her).

Sakura, too, talks about all of the effort that went into becoming the top Martial Artist, and while you can argue that Hifumi is naturally talented, he goes to great lengths in his FTEs to talk about the effort he's put into spreading the amazingness of fan creation with his school.

So like - Taka is very clearly biased against all of the other Ultimates and says as much, but if he got to know them, he'd find that a good chunk of them are a lot like he is - putting a lot of effort into something they love so that they can be good at it.

And it's ironic that he thinks Makoto is like him. Because Makoto's Ultimate Talent - Luck - is another sort of natural thing that requires no effort. He might be just like Taka in terms of schooling (and all of the others, outside of their Ultimate, are likely the same way), but as far as the function of his Talent...he's just like everyone that Taka by nature does not like. But because Taka likes him, he pretends it's something else.

Idk...it's just interesting to think about, I guess.

scemo sonia

You know, the more I think about it, the more it makes sense

I think one of the reasons why Kaito said that he didn't fully believe Kokichi's dying words and still hated him might be because... He didn't want to believe. He denied it because admitting it would mean admitting that he had killed an ally. And even though Kokichi asked for it himself, it still feels... bad. Awful. Kaito already 100% blames himself for this death, even if he didn’t want to really show it. Because if he didn't care, he wouldn't put SO much effort into his acting (and he gave his 200%). Plus, he's a very good-hearted person on his own.

So, if he would admit that he killed a (mostly) good person, then what kind of person does this make him? Does that mean that he is not so good of a person himself? And that bothers him not just because of his obsession with being a hero. He has a very strong moral principles. He always wants to help everyone.

Too little time had passed since the murder, and that time was mostly taken up by the Class Trial, where he had no time to process anything. Kaito simply didn't have an opportunity for that. I'm pretty sure he's still at the stage of denial. He simply refused to think about it, because deep down, of course, he understands everything. But he was not ready to admit this yet, especially out loud, and ESPECIALLY in front of his friends. Admitting this out loud would make this real. Admitting it out loud would mean admitting defeat.

*leans on antagonistic character like it's the 1950s and they're an expensive car*

hey darlin, you like emotional devastation?

good me too help me hotwire this bastard we're stealing 'em now.

Saiouma for the soul once again

Daddy Kink ⋆ Aizawa Shota

𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 '𝟐𝟑 ⋆ Day Three.

Warnings ⚠️: Daddy Kink, Sub Bottom Male Reader, Dom Top Aizawa, Age-Gap (20/31), Semi public sex, Blowjob, No condom used, 18+ MDNI

Words used: cock, dick, hole, sweetheart, baby, slut, daddy, good boy

Fem Aligned DNI.

(Y/N) has been Aizawa's helping hand these past few months in teaching, when Aizawa was still severely injured. Now that the black haired male healed (Y/N) should've left, but Aizawa decided to keep him because it made teaching easier.

Class had just ended and all the students left, the only ones still in the room were (Y/N) and Aizawa. (Y/N) wore quite the revealing outfit, not really fit for teaching, so Aizawa decided to point it out.

"Your outfit is quite revealing." He said in his usual monotone voice, he checked (Y/N) out before quickly looking back down at the papers in his hand.

"I know, I didn't do the laundry and that was the only thing left. Sorry." (Y/N) explained softly, he was organising some papers.

"Don't let it happen again." Aizawa replied. (Y/N) only nodded in embarrassment, handing the organised papers to the black haired pro-hero. One of the papers fell and (Y/N) picked it up, when he bend over some of his ass cheek was revealed.

Aizawa stared with wide eyes, not understanding why he didn't notice sooner that his assistant is so attractive.

(Y/N) got up and handed the paper to Aizawa, who was trying to regain his composure. "Everything okay?" (Y/N) asked.

"You're shorts a very short." Aizawa only spoke in reply, then (Y/N)'s face got hot.

"O, oh.. I didn't notice.." (Y/N) tried to fix his shorts. "I guess I shouldn't bend over in these shorts, then." (Y/N) looked at Aizawa.

Aizawa chuckled in disbelief about what he was gonna say next, "Or maybe you should more often." (Y/N) perked up when he heard the older man say that.

"What?" (Y/N) asked unsure. "You heard me, pretty thing." Aizawa muttered as he stared (Y/N) into his eyes, the taller male took a step closer to (Y/N).

(Y/N)'s breath got stuck in his throat, his face turned hot as he didn't understand what was happening.

Aizawa picked up a pencil from the table and threw it on the floor, "pick it up." He whispered in a husky tone.

(Y/N) gulped and slowly bend over to pick it up, revealing, again, his ass cheeks to the older man. Though the one thing that is different now is that he felt Aizawa's strong hands on them.

(Y/N) was shocked, not because of the inappropriate gesture but because he felt attracted to it. He was turned on.

Aizawa began to knead (Y/N)'s butt like dough. "You've got a nice ass, maybe that's why you show it around?" Aizawa teased.

"N, no! I just forgot to do my-" (Y/N) started before getting interrupted.

"Yeah, yeah. You forgot to do your laundry." Aizawa mocked in a sarcastic tone. "You probably did it on purpose. Or you did it so an older man could take advantage of you, no?" Aizawa pressed his boner against (Y/N)'s round butt.

"Ah.. no.." (Y/N) mumbled as he pushed his ass back, loving the feeling of the fat cock pressing against it. (Y/N) felt himself tighten in his shorts.

"You like letting an older man take care of you?" (Y/N) only nodded in reply, ashamed of his answer.

(Y/N)'s legs started to feel uncomfortable as he was still bend over, "Aizawa.." (Y/N) murmured. The 20 year old couldn't keep himself up and fell on his knees, looking back with doe eyes to Aizawa.

"Turn around." The black haired male said. (Y/N) immediately did as told, now looking up at the man. Then (Y/N)'s eyes got stuck on the bulge in Aizawa's pants, (Y/N) licked his lips lewdly.

"You wanna taste it, huh?" Aizawa smirked. (Y/N) nodded like a sweet puppy. "Help yourself, sweetheart." Aizawa teased.

(Y/N)'s hands immediately fumbled with Aizawa's belt, he took it off and opened his jeans. Pulling them down with Aizawa's boxers, only so far that the fat cock could spring out.

(Y/N)'s eyes widened at the size. Then Aizawa took it in his hand and slapped in softly against (Y/N)'s soft cheek. "Go on, open your mouth, baby."

(Y/N) opened his mouth and let his wet tongue fall out, Aizawa stuck his thumb in (Y/N)'s mouth and opened his mouth a bit more.

Then he guided his red tip to (Y/N)'s tongue, moving his hips so the fat cock could rub against the tongue.

Then all of a sudden he thrusted in, (Y/N) gagged violently and tears pricked at his eyes. "You look like a slut." Aizawa groaned out as he thrusted softly into the mouth.

(Y/N) only gurgled something incoherent. Aizawa pulled out and laid the cock on (Y/N)'s face, it was the same length.

"What was that slut?"

(Y/N) only smiled lewdly as he licked the huge dick on his face, he took it into his hand and jerked it slowly before he took it into his mouth again.

His plump lips looked gorgeous around the fat cock, he bobbed his head softly as he gagged softly. He wasn't used to such a size. Aizawa's hand went to the back of (Y/N)'s head and then he pushed (Y/N)'s head completely onto his dick.

(Y/N) gagged, he breathed in through his nose, he smelled the musky scent from the older man. (Y/N) moaned and whimpered as his mouth was used for Aizawa's own pleasure.

"Oh fuck.. such a good little boy." Aizawa groaned out as he continued abusing (Y/N)'s mouth. (Y/N) held onto Aizawa's thighs to steady himself.

(Y/N)'s dick started hurting and begging for release. Drool was falling down at the sides of (Y/N)'s mouth, falling onto his tight shirt.

Aizawa pulled out, a string of saliva connecting to (Y/N)'s mouth and Aizawa's cock. (Y/N) was breathing heavily.

Then Aizawa roughly pushed (Y/N) onto the floor, ass up. (Y/N) moaned as Aizawa pulled his pants off and underwear, letting his dick spring out and hang between his thighs.

(Y/N) shuddered as Aizawa put two fingers onto his tight hole as he rubbed it softly, he spit onto the hole for lubricant and then pushed one finger in.

"hng.. oh.. yes.." (Y/N) moaned out, "Such a tight hole for daddy.." Aizawa said and (Y/N) nodded like a bitch in heat.

"Oh do you like that?" Aizawa pushed another finger in, now (Y/N) felt the sting as he was getting worked open. "Yes.." (Y/N) hissed out lowly in reply.

(Y/N)'s hand went to his hard and leaking dick, stroking it softly. Aizawa slapped his hand away, "Not yet, baby." A harsh slap was sent to (Y/N)'s right ass cheek.

"I'm sorry.." (Y/N) whined out. "What was that?" Aizawa acted like he didn't understand (Y/N). Then he pulled his fingers out and harshly forced his wet cock into (Y/N)'s hole.

"I'm sorry, daddy!" (Y/N) yelled out in pain but it quickly vanished and turned into pleasure when Aizawa started thrusting.

Aizawa took (Y/N) by his throat as he pushed (Y/N)'s back against his chest. Then he quickly put his hand over (Y/N)'s mouth, "Shut up, you slut." (Y/N) moaned at Aizawa's degrading words.

(Y/N) muffled into Aizawa's hand, he let go of (Y/N)'s mouth as he pushed (Y/N) back onto the floor, holding his head down as he fucked into the wet hole.

When he hit (Y/N)'s prostate the younger one jolted forward, "t-that spot, daddy! Please.. more.." (Y/N) whined out. His hands shaking as he tried to hold onto a leg of a table.

Aizawa chuckled and pulled out, slapping his wet cock against (Y/N)'s ass cheeks.

"Noo.. why did you pull out.." (Y/N) whined softly, he wiggled his ass.

Aizawa chuckled as he hit (Y/N)'s ass harshly, (Y/N) moaned out in pain. "Put it back in.."

"What if daddy doesn't want to, huh?" Aizawa teased as he rubbed his cock between (Y/N)'s ass cheeks.

"Ugnhh.. please daddy.. please, please, please, mhh.. fuck me.." (Y/N) begged sweetly, making Aizawa chuckle.

"Gotta take more than that, baby." Aizawa muttered as he pushed the tip of his dick in but quickly slipped out to tease the younger.

"Daddy, fuck me. I need your cock so bad, I wanna cum daddy.." (Y/N) whined out as he pushed his hips back, wanting to feel the fat cock again.

Aizawa pushed against the now slightly loose hole, "Good little boy.. so good." Then he pushed in, in one go. Going back to thrusting harshly into the wet hole, enjoying the moans and whimpers that were coming from the younger.

"Daddy.. oh god.. daddy.. so good.." (Y/N) moaned as he was used like a flesh light. Aizawa grabbed the hips so harshly, he was sure it was gonna leave bruises.

Pushing (Y/N) more to the floor so he could fit his fat cock deeper into the whining mess, when he finally hit (Y/N)'s sweet spot again the younger cried out loudly. His cock already dripping with pre-cum, but he was still not allowed to touch it.

"Yes.. oh daddy.. hngg.." (Y/N) whined, the knot in his stomach getting tighter. "Wow baby.. you feel heavenly, I might as well keep you as my personal fuck toy. You would like that." (Y/N) only nodded pathetically as he was starting to form words, all were just stupid babbling.

"Daddy.. daddy mhhm.. so.. so good.." Aizawa felt himself get closer, he twitched inside (Y/N) as he fucked deeper into the wet hole.

Tears started to slip from (Y/N)'s eyes in pleasure, the snot running from his nose wasn't helping at all.

Aizawa flipped him over as he grabbed his thighs and positioned them so that they were laying on (Y/N)'s chest and his knees at his face, "Daddy.." (Y/N) could only whine out.

(Y/N)'s hole was gaping and asking for the fat cock, Aizawa thrusted in again, making sure that (Y/N) feels every inch.

"Your hole is sucking me in, doesn't ever wanna let me go.." Aizawa groaned, he started jerking off (Y/N)'s dick. Pre-cum dripping with no end, as he synced his strokes with his thrusts.

"Gonna.. cum.. daddy cumming.." (Y/N) whined when the white, sticky cum shot out of his dick. It covered his whole stomach in white.

"Ah daddy, I can't.." His legs shook as he started to feel overstimualted.

Aizawa groaned as he shot his own load into his assistant, some soft thrust to ride out his high as both breathed heavily.

Aizawa pulled out and watched the cum drip out. "Good boy.. such a good boy for daddy."

(Y/N)'s legs still shook as the black haired man started to clean them both up.

After they both were clean and dressed they sat onto the tables in the classroom. (Y/N) looked onto the floor in embarrassment.

"So, how is the relationship to your dad?" Aizawa asked in a joking manner.

"Shut up." (Y/N)'s face got hot again.

"I'm assuming not good." Aizawa chuckled.