Atar3xia

All things Fallout and other random stuff. 19. Canadian Artist. Mullet connoisseur.

[atar3xiaa]

Fallout New Vegas OC revisited

[atar3xiaa]

punkrat ehehe

(I’m branding to Ratmuncher btw!! I also have a twt/X that I post more on!!! come gimme a follow https://x.com/munchratter?s=21 )

[moarf13]

[atar3xiaa]

Some recents sketches that I apparently forgot to share

Cricket rat sketch sheet, Catalyst sketch sheet, Thylacine Junkrat

You will see them soon trust

[sea--burn]

how it feels to stop tossing and turning and get up to piss

[chilewithcarnage]

[atar3xiaa]

i hate this guy he needs to be killed horrifically with an ice pick and locked in a freezer

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Punkrat 🤘

I feel like Junkrat would be a godly guitarist and singer if he locked tf in

[hug-your-face]

via @swatercolor [insta]

[hug-your-face]

This is the best tag I've ever received on a post, I think

[atar3xiaa]

Cookie-fied Jamie

He is called Burnt Toast cookie. No you may not eat him he tastes like shit.

[savagegunderson]

Nick is done 😌

Maxson is next :3

[atar3xiaa]

finished a sketch/study page of that one freak or whatever he’s called

[jasper-rolls]

the more things change the more they stay the same

[honeyproducer-blog]

Pretty sure I’ve said “come out you bitch I’ll maul you” word for word

[tanolife]

Toll payment

[tduyartsie]

Still trying to get their details right 🥹

[mefjeff]

Have a good summer yall, don’t forget to enjoy the pools!

[nuclearconsole]

i really like fallout because, unlike a lot of media that uses retrofuturism as just a cool aesthetic, fallout’s obsession with 1950s americana actually means something. it’s not just chrome fins and googie diners, it’s weaponized optimism. it’s that sickly-sweet propaganda sheen slathered over nuclear terror, where smiling mascots tell you to duck and cover while the government quietly preps for the end of the world. it’s about a country that believed so hard in its own greatness it signed its death warrant in cursive.

fallout takes that warped, post-war idealism, the “gee whiz!” charm of suburbia on lithium. and drags it through the dirt, showing us what happens after all the white picket fences melt into radioactive slag. in a world shaped by that specific brand of McCarthyist exceptionalism, the future isn’t flying cars and robot butlers, it’s a dinky holotape of your last moments before the bombs hit, looping forever. like vault 11, the one where the final recording plays after everyone’s already dead, revealing the whole “sacrifice one person every year or everyone dies” mandate was a lie. a loyalty test. a sick joke. and the vault passed, right before it failed, because paranoia and desperation had already eaten them alive.

that’s fallout. not just the end of the world, but the punchline that comes after the moral.

and honestly? that hits way harder than any sleek utopia. because fallout remembers: beneath all that pastel patriotism and canned laughter, something was always rotting.

[mo-gxn]

junkrat….. (i like him a normal amount.)