"Hancock Has No Regrets About Becoming A Ghoul"??

"Hancock has no regrets about becoming a ghoul"??

It baffles me when some people think Hancock has zero regrets about becoming a ghoul. Absolutely none at all apparently. Like yeah, he plays it up when you first meet him before he's a companion, but let's be real he plays up pretty much everything in regards to the whole "sexy king of the zombies" image he projects.

It takes travelling with you away from Goodneighbor to give him some time to be introspective for him to finally realize that him becoming a ghoul was just another escape route from himself again. He's got several lines of dialogue that literally reiterate this. It's a key point of his character:

Hell, running from myself is what made me into… into a damn Ghoul.

Well, I mean, I didn't always look this good. The drug that did this to me, that made me a Ghoul, I knew what it was going to do.

I just couldn't stand looking at the bastard I saw in the mirror anymore.

The coward who'd let all those Ghouls from Diamond City die. Who was too scared to protect his fellow drifters from Vic and his boys.

If I took it, I'd never have to look at him again. I could put that all behind me. I'd be free. Didn't seem like a choice at all. Turns out it was just me running from somethin' else in my life.

I mean, after reaching max affinity with you, he realizes that maybe it wasn't such a bad thing after all (because he's finally got an honest friend he can be open with now). He now feels comfortable where he is - but to imply that he doesn't have at least the tiniest amount of regret? Heck, if you go onto romance him (or attempt to), he stops referring to himself as handsome and literally starts calling himself ugly, which naturally goes entirely against the image he projects:

Why don't we just agree to keep it friendly for now or till they find a cure for ugly? Heh.

You don't want to wake up to this mug every morning. Never wish that on anyone I cared for.

You sure you want to be stuck with this ugly mug?

(You could even say he implies it beforehand with another line of dialogue elsewhere in-game when he says "I'd be mad too if I was that ugly." But that's a stretch I guess.)

Combine that with the fact that 99% of ghouls don’t choose to become ghouls. Hancock did. But he didn't do it for a fun experience. He was already in a bad place when he became a ghoul. He didn't turn to be cool and edgy like he pretended he did when first getting to know him.

He lost his appearance, any connections to his old identity and old friends/people he might’ve been associated with (for better or worse), and in return gained hostility from bigots towards him for merely existing, from an overwhelming majority of the Commonwealth population that hates ghouls. There's the Institute and Brotherhood who want to kill anyone like him on top of that. Plenty of people out there who think he and other ghouls are monsters for just being alive.

Not only that, but something which adds onto this is the fact that he's a client of the Memory Den, and they're very selective with their customers. And what's the whole point of the Memory Den? Reliving past memories. Irma's terminal entry about Hancock, as well as the other two ghoul clients Kent and Daisy, all imply the memories they go back to relive are primarily from their human days. (The one on Hancock straight up says "if you thought he was handsome and dangerous now, you should've seen him before he turned ghoul.")

I genuinely refuse to believe that Hancock has never had any regret whatsoever about becoming a ghoul. The man who's spent a decent chunk of his life running from his own problems instead of confronting them, has NO regrets about taking a drug that alters his entire being and functionality on a biological level and will force him to outlive everyone he knows? This man is FULL of regrets!

It wouldn’t be historically accurate for my story to include BIPOC!

This is an argument often made about European-style fantasy media like Game of Thrones, Lord of the Rings, and Disney’s Frozen. Audiences, often white, assume that due to the majority-white setting, adding any visible number of BIPOC to the story would be unrealistic.

What these critics fail to realize is that BIPOC do in fact live, and have lived, in these settings, and records of BIPOC presence in places assumed to be majority-white have been buried, written out, or not taught due to white supremacist and/or colonial bias in the field of history. There are historical European settings that were far more diverse than is often portrayed. Consider:

The Moorish Empire exerted an extensive influence over life and culture in Southern Europe from Spain from 711 to 1492

The Ottomans were heavily involved in European affairs up until the treaty of Karlowitz in 1699, but still considered a part of Europe even through the 19th century

The sheer size of the Roman Empire ensured the continued movement of people from various backgrounds within the Mediterranean well until the end of the Byzantine Empire.

“Historical accuracy” should not be used as an excuse for media to be exclusively white in its casting. While there are places which are or were predominantly white, there will always be factors like global trade and immigration that bring multiculturalism to their doors.

And even if the presence of a certain demographic is unrealistic for a certain setting? Consider that we’ve accepted far worse inaccuracies in historical fiction in the name of artistic license. Consider that our understanding of human history is, and will always be, incomplete.

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.