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Video Game Fanfictions

(BOTW) - A group of "new-gen champions" are formed to protect Hyrule from Calamity Ganon returning, and if he does, they'll be ready, alongside the descendants of the legendary Princess Zelda, and wielder of the darkness-sealing sword, Link.

(BOTW) - In a treehouse there lived a quiet girl named Sonya Blunder. One day, after a troubling visit from the stable boy Tom Cox, Sonya learns of a legend and leaves her treehouse, setting out in search of three shining shields. Her quest was undertaken against the brutality of moblins, guardians, and invading bokoblins. In the search for the hinox-guarded shields, Sonya Blunder surprises even herself with her resourcefulness and skill as a swordsman. During her travels, Sonya rescues a broadsword, an heirloom belonging to Tom. But when Tom refuses to try to find the shields, their friendship is over. However, Tom is wounded at the Battle of the Great Calamity and the two reconcile just before Sonya sets out once again, this time with the inspiration of Tom's savior, the Hylian Champion. 

(Fallout 4) (ROMANCE? LMAO I'M SORRY) (OG Fallout Character) - Grey Mateo had always loved cold Vault 88 with its tasteless, testy tunnels. It was a place where he felt at home. He was a witty, sarcastic, drinker with charming eyes and rough hands. His friends saw him as a brave, sarcastic commander. Once, he had even revived his dying pal, Dogmeat. That's the sort of man he was. Grey walked over to the window and reflected on his industrial surroundings. The rads teased the outside air, not once seeping into the vault. Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Piper Wright. Piper was a courageous writer with a beautiful figure and pretty eyes. Grey gulped. He was not prepared for Piper. As Grey stepped outside and Piper came closer, he could see the grumpy smile on her face. "I am here because I want closure," Piper bellowed, in a brave tone. She slammed her fist against Grey's chest, with the force of a ragstag. "I fucking love you, Grey Mateo." Grey looked back, even more happy and still fingering the wrinkled newspaper in his hands. "Piper, c'mon," he replied.