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do you have a compilation or anything for the playlists for the Fallout 4 companions?
Don’t have them compiled but you can find them on the character playlist tag. Here’s what I have so far tho!
Deacon
Cait
MacCready
Preston
Hancock
Deacon Playlist
Don’t Tell- Greta Isaac
Escape Artist- The Zolas
Loser- Julian Moon (Romanced)
Headache- August Kuper
Head In The Clouds- Bohdi
Running From Myself- Zak Abel
I know you said you're not responding anymore but I just gotta tell you I'm dead from laughing it's like that "prove me wrong" guy set up shop right at the end of your drive and when he wouldn't move you just ran him over, A+ Queen
I said I wouldn’t respond anymore but this is literally the funniest thing anyone has ever sent me and I’m actually weak from laughter
Cry harder bitch
Gonna be honest I’m a little glad I lost two followers cause now the count is this
That’s 3 whole 420s blaze it
How much do you like fallout? and what is your opinion on fallout 76
I mean, I run a Fallout themed writing blog that’s sitting at like 70 pages so far and run a Fallout discord server so… I guess a lot.
And the fact I have literally no intention of playing 76, in spite of this great love for the series, should pretty well tell you my opinion of it.
Must not be a very good opinion if you don’t play the game.
Yeah it’s a pretty great opinion I didn’t pay 60 dollars for something I have no interest in playing, my good bitch
Not really because you havent played it, so your opinion is based on nothing really and that makes it worthless. Bitch.
My opinion is based off let’s plays, articles, and friends who have played and nothing in it seems worth my while or money. Not even saying it’s bad I’m not gonna waste money on something that doesn’t look worth it to me and if you wanna be a contrarian do it on someone else’s blog ya little dunder headed fool
How much do you like fallout? and what is your opinion on fallout 76
I mean, I run a Fallout themed writing blog that’s sitting at like 70 pages so far and run a Fallout discord server so… I guess a lot.
And the fact I have literally no intention of playing 76, in spite of this great love for the series, should pretty well tell you my opinion of it.
Must not be a very good opinion if you don’t play the game.
Yeah it’s a pretty great opinion I didn’t pay 60 dollars for something I have no interest in playing, my good bitch
Heyy how about f4 companions react to their first kiss w/ sole ???
(Happy belated Valentine’s Day!)
Nick- Their firstkiss is electrifying, quite literally. Sole’s lips meet his cheek andthe tiniest sparks erupt at the contact, making them both jolt. Solefrom the shock against their skin and Nick from the electricalsignals shooting down his spine. The minor haywire throws his wholesystem off for the next ten minutes, but part of him has to wonder ifall that he felt could be attributed solely to the malfunction andstatic electricity. They try again a week later, after Nick has gonethrough some calibrations and tucked away some loose lengths of wire,until he is satisfied that won’t happen again. The second time,Sole’s lips meet his artificial skin, and their closeness and warmthgoes straight to his head. It’s not quite as shocking, but he’s stillleft surprisingly light headed afterward. He fidgets a lot the restof the day to hide the smile that crosses his face at the thought ofthem.
Danse- Herealizes, somewhere in the middle of all they were, how starved forany kind of affection he is. Finding comfort in the company of hissquad mates, the occasional shoulder squeeze during moments ofstress, it was nothing like being utterly submerged in the waters ofsomeone else’s embrace. Every small gesture leaves him gasping forair when he breaks the surface of those waters. He feels pathetic,but when Sole takes the initiative to cup his cheek and kiss him, hewhines, actually whines like a kicked puppy to break the contact. Itleaves him flushed from more than just embarrassment, which he is, somuch so he can hardly instigate another kiss he all but aches for.Thankfully Sole is more intuitive to his feelings than even he is,and their first kiss is followed by another. To Danse, their firstkiss isn’t the only one. He comes to categorize them in all sorts ofcompartments in his mind, from their first kiss in Sanctuary to theirfirst morning kiss before either had brushed their teeth. And to thetightly wound Paladin, each is as memorable and special as the first.
Preston- They hadbeen looking out across the water, legs hung over the ramparts of theCastle, when Sole leaned in across his shoulder. Preston at firstassumes they intend to lay their head on his shoulder, as theyusually did in these quiet moments of contemplation, their handscupped as they are now. Before his confession, after, the two alwaysfound themselves back at the top of these walls to watch the sunseton the ocean. He spots the fin of something underneath the surfaceand perks up, turning to direct their attention to it. “Look!” isabout as far as he gets before lips are on his and the electricityshocking through his system renders him stunned and immobile. Hestares, eyes crossed down the bridge of his nose as Sole’s blurryface entirely eclipses his sight. When Sole releases him, he falls alittle forward with nothing to keep him upright any longer. Hemanages to catch himself before collapsing in their arms and duckshis head with a sudden shyness, gripping the corner of his hat to tugdown over his stupidly grinning face. Heated, caught unaware, andcompletely, aggravatingly, moronically in love, he wraps an armaround their shoulders and pulls them in close to watch the lastshreds of daylight sink into the sea.
Deacon- They comeclose to a first kiss several times. The first, they are tangled upin each others legs on a lazy afternoon to talk, and when Sole issuddenly above him, leaning in for a kiss, Deacon is overcome with anodd panic. He’d weasled out from underneath them on a transparent andobviously fabricated excuse. After that, whenever they tried again,or asked him for permission, he called upon every bit of subterfugeand spy trickery he had up his sleeve, until his excuses became asflimsy as “I need to wash my hair!” while wringing his wigbetween sweaty hands. A first kiss in any relationship was as closeas one came to sealing their fate, a prospect which, to Deacon,carried the same weight and gravitas as sealing oneself up in acoffin. It meant this was real. Deacon had, by his own design, fewreal things in his life. It takes time, and eventually he finallyaccepts that yes, this is something he wants. In his usual stupidfashion, Deacon decides to surprise them with a first kiss whiledressed in a fake beard and wobbling around like a too-familiar drunkin the Dugout. He lays a theatrically sloppy kiss on their cheek, andonce they’d let go of his arm at the point they could have broken itcompletely, he grins at them sheepishly from behind his off kilterbeard. Their proper first kiss comes by way of apology immediatelyafter this.
Cait- Their firstkiss is pretty early into the relationship, and it’s just as pushyand aggressive as the woman sharing it with Sole. Rough hands pinningwrists, a needy pining for everything Sole was willing to give, sinceCait had always had few precious and soft things to keep for herself.Honestly, she expects the relationship to not evolve far from whereit starts. She was accustomed to rolls in the hay with people whowouldn’t look twice at her again. She doesn’t even really rememberthe first kiss, doesn’t count it, because their first kiss is softerand quieter than the loud bombast of their actual first time. It’swhen things are silent, and her mind is wandering, and Sole takes hercheek to kiss her eyelid. It’s almost enough to bring her to tears.Soft things like that weren’t made for people like her. She takesSole’s face in her hands to admire them, and feels a little stupidfor not realizing sooner what this really was.
Curie- Littlethings Sole did always threw her off her axis. In truth, it wasannoying how quickly she could be reduced to rubble by simpleaffections. A thumb brushing her cheek left electrified trails on hersynthetic skin, the warmth of their shared space made the worldoutside of it seem unbearably cold, how their smile coaxed her tosmile in kind. It was very distracting. How was one to focus on theirwork when they were thinking of someone else? How did humans everexist together when her existence seemed so dependent on being nearthis one person? She almost wanted to leave entirely, if her work hadany hopes of surviving her ceaseless infatuations. But then the nightcame when Sole’s lips met hers, and she knew she could never leavethis person. Every inch of her face flushes and she buries it in herhands, fuming hot between her fingers as she babbles in French, likeher language processors had been crossed somehow. “Tu me rends fou!Tu ne peux pas m'embrasser comme ça!” She can do nothing but fumeand babble until Sole captures her again in a kiss that steals everyword from her mouth. She doesn’t mind it so much the second timearound. Maybe she doesn’t mind existing with them for awhile.
Hancock- Ashocking number of people would rather fuck a ghoul than kiss them.That had been Hanock’s experience, at least. He had been surprisedthe number of people still found something attractive in him after helost all his skin, but that could have just been his prior charmslipping in, as glowing as it had ever been. The funny thing was, thepeople that would fuck a ghoul weren’t always the same ones thatwould kiss one. It was ‘exotic’, something you had to try at leastonce to figure out if you cared to do it again. He’d never minded itall too much. At first, he’d sort of expected Sole to be the sameway. When they actually do lean in and kiss him, he feels a jolt likenothing he’d experienced before, except maybe the sparse raider witha cattle prod. His guts feel so tight from the simple display ofaffection he can hardly breathe at first, and when he does, itsconstricted in his throat by the lump he suddenly finds there. Hesinks his head against theirs with a soft, astonished laugh.
MacCready- A firstkiss was far from his mind. He was content to take them at whateverpace Sole was willing to set. At the end of the day, he’s just happyto have them at all. When Sole takes his chin, guides him away fromhis idle disassembling of his rifle and kisses him, he freezes, asthough his world will shatter if he moves. It takes a moment afterthey break the contact for his breath to come back to him. All he canreally do is give a stunned little laugh before he throws his armsaround their waist to pull them as close as possible, kissing themback tenfold. He wants to give back every ounce of love they givehim. He wants to pour every sweet word and touch he would never getto share again with Lucy, because he knows how temporary things likelove are in the Wastes. If either of them didn’t make it to tomorrow,lost to whatever was thrown at them, he wants nothing to be leftunsaid, and reciprocates their affection as if his life depends onit.
Piper- She’scontent enough at first to talk, learn everything there is to knowabout Sole, everything she can think of to tell them in turn. Herlife hasn’t exactly been as action packed as theirs, but more thananything, she loves to listen to them talk, map out the shape oftheir hands with her own, hear even the tiniest, inconsequentialdetails of their life. Kissing is sort of an afterthought that neverreally crosses her mind during these sorts of talks. She’s more thancontent to do just that- talk. She doesn’t notice Sole staring at heras she’s going on about one of Nat’s school stories, how she’d backtalked a teacher and Piper was too proud of her to punish her, whenSole kisses the corner of her mouth, stopping her dead. She stares upat them in silence, with only a soft, shaky laugh escaping her.“Blue… Y-Y'know, you, you uh-” As she’s about to launch into anervous tirade, unable to stop herself, they kiss her again, cuttingher off. She ought to be a little offended but her head is too fullof clouds to process the offense, and she wraps her arms around theirneck instead. She’ll have more to tell them later.
X6-88- His onlyreal reaction to the contact is to stare at them somewhere between ablank and confused expression. Sole always has sort of vexed him, theway they act in his presence, laugh at things he says, and once, theyeven touched his face, which he still had no explanation for. “Whatwas that?” They smile at him. “I don’t know, you just lookedkissable.” “Kissable.” As they’re about to explain the word, asthey often have to with him, they stop. “You’ve never… You don’tknow what kissing is, do you?” It had never really come up in allhis programmed knowledge. Then again, lots of things never came up.Anything that didn’t have to do with things he needed to know to huntand kill were of little importance to the Institute. So he shakes hishead. Their explanation is more… hands on than it usually is, oncethey grow frustrated trying to put words to something they say thereare no real words for. X6 would almost have to agree. Saying peopleput their lips together to show affection was different than feelingSole in his space, chest against his, skin on his. He feignsignorance for a few tries until Sole catches onto his ruse.
(Don’t forget we have a Fallout discord you slutty slutty wastelanders and that you can read all reactions up to this point on AO3 as well! )
How much do you like fallout? and what is your opinion on fallout 76
I mean, I run a Fallout themed writing blog that’s sitting at like 70 pages so far and run a Fallout discord server so… I guess a lot.
And the fact I have literally no intention of playing 76, in spite of this great love for the series, should pretty well tell you my opinion of it.
It's not that we think you're leaving, your content is really good and right now your the only fallout blog I follow that hasn't gone inactive and we miss you :v
That’s very sweet and I appreciate it, but fam my last post was December 26th lol
If you’ve followed me for awhile that’s far from the longest period of inactivity I’ve gone through. Patience my little ones I’m still waking up from winter hibernation
is this blog still active??
Y'all unless I say something about leaving the blog is still active lmao I’m just slow
Check the date on my latest post if you think I’m inactive!
Happy holidays hope you get what you want these holidays
It’s officially past Christmas here when I’m responding to this but thank you! I hope you all had a good holiday season too! And it might be past Christmas and Hanukkah but it’s the first day of Kwanzaa so happy Kwanzaa!
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how would romanced new vegas companions(+romanced Vulpes and Joshua Graham) react if courier had fallen ill with incurable deadly disease and didn't have much time left?/also sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language, but i hope the point is understandable/ love your blog btw💟
(Oh hey anotherreally really sad one SORRY I’ll do something nice next. Also thank you so much! Lily, Rex, and ED-E excluded since it’s only romanced)
Arcade- He is morefurious than he’s ever been in his life. While Six grows weaker andtheir time together grows shorter, he pours most of that time intoresearch. He gets his hands on whatever information he can and clingsto every bit of it, as if any of it could slow the sickness. As ifthere was an answer buried somewhere in these pages. There isn’t, butthat makes him look even harder. Because there has to be an answer.This wasn’t going to be their end. Every day he goes without a cure,Six fades a little more, and he spends a little more time frettingover his notes. Eventually his every waking hour is spent in the nookhe’s carved out for himself in Six’s sick room. If he focuses onwords that begin bleeding into each other the longer he stares, hedoesn’t have to focus on the deathly pallor in Six’s face, the wheezein their chest; how absolutely terrified he is. Its hits him onenight, slumped over his useless sprawl of nothing. Just how scared heactually is. His life hadn’t been terrible before they met, butfacing it without them now, after having basked in their overwhelmingpresence for so long, it’s more than he can handle. For the firsttime since this sickness reared its head, Arcade allows himself toutterly and completely break down. Because Six really is going toleave him alone once more. He’d be dragged back under the complacentand empty waters they’d fished him out of that day they walked intothe fort. And there wasn’t a thing he could do to stop it. With thisrealization, and some time spent silently weeping over his strewnpapers, he abandons his research entirely. Whatever they had left, hedecides he’ll spend at their side, his hand entwined in theirs untilthe end.
Boone- Carla wentquickly, and only when he sits beside Six does he realize what ablessing that had really been. It was gut wrenching, it did andcontinued to rip him open on a daily basis, but God, it had beenquick. He had some sort of control over it. He still did, his mindsometimes supplied, and he would feel his trigger finger twitch. Amuscle memory that day watching over towering crucifixes. Then Sixwould open those eyes, hazed and feverish as they were, and he knewhe could do nothing. He is powerless. And yes, a certain degree ofselfishness tells him he can’t do it. He never got his goodbyesbefore. Six might suffer, but they’ll stay, at least for a littlewhile. He doesn’t get his hopes up that by some miracle they’llactually pull through. He’s not a fool. He accepts it, and hispowerlessness. With nothing left to do and no future to imagine withthem at his side, all that he has are the moments they have. As fewand short as they may be. He never ventures far from their bed, tellsthem all the things he wish he had a chance to when he lost his last,and who he had considered for a long time, his only, love. They jokethat it took a death sentence for him to really open up. He can onlysmile.
Cass- When itbecomes clear Six isn’t going to get better, Cass takes it betterthan either had really expected. She’s more open with her affections,her “I love you”s coming easier than before, and she spends everymoment in their presence touching them. Petting their face, curledagainst them while they sleep, her hand molded to the shape oftheirs. She wants them to know what they mean to her, and takes everychance she gets to show them that love that had been, regrettably, sohard to get used to before. By the time Six is too weak to move andthey both know what comes next, she helps them into the back of aborrowed caravan. Six’s days are spent under the warm Mojave skiesand distant twinkling stars, and their last sunset they spend, leanedagainst Cass’ shoulder. They share a drink and watch the sun sinkbelow the mountains beyond Yangtze memorial until the night comes.
Veronica- Shedoesn’t want to believe it, doesn’t quite let the notion of losingthem sink its claws too deep in her mind. They’re Six. Wonderful,wild, went-to-Big-MT-and-survived-losing-their-brain Six. They were asurvivor, plain and simple. Even when they haven’t been able to standfor a week, Veronica sees no future in which Six isn’t there, withher. Really, she doesn’t want to see it. She takes care of them andsmiles, like death is an impossibility. She makes them laugh a lot,even if it hurts, sends them into coughing fits. She does anything tomake them smile. It’s to lift their spirits as much as it is to stopher from thinking about how strained every rattling breath wasbecoming for them. They joke like neither have a care in the world,spread comics across Six’s sickbed, talk until they’re both hoarse.Really, it’s the first time either of them have had a chance to stopand just… talk. She learns everything she can about them, fillingthe time with anything other than talk of mortality. When she openstheir curtains on the morning of a new day and they don’t stir, thethin porcelain veneer she’s tried to uphold shatters, and she breakstoo late to say goodbye.
Raul- He’d alwaysknown he was likely to outlive them. He would outlive most people hemet. It was part of why he didn’t grow too fond of anyone, though hispast experiences losing loved ones had more than taught him the follyof real attachments a long time ago. But he didn’t think it wouldhave come both so fast and so agonizingly slow. He spends every hourhe can, regaling them with tales of his life before the war. He givesthem only the good memories. Every inconsequential little memory- howbacon smelled on the warm summer mornings of his youth, the heat of afire after a day spent playing in the snow, the sound of windrustling tree branches- he expounds on, Six with their head rested inhis lap. They come a little easier with them. Running his handsacross their head and shoulders while he talks, and they let him.Things hurt a little less like this. He can’t take them back to thosebeautiful days, before everything was washed in a radioactive glow,and he can’t give them anymore time. The best he can do is give themhis own time, his own memories. Give them something to hold on to.
Vulpes- Coming toterms with that stirring he felt to look upon the Courier had beendifficult. Stupid, really. It had been foolish to let himself getclose to someone like them. To anyone. If anything, seeing themdeteriorate before his eyes is merely his punishment, a reminder whythe Legion preached no attachments, no families. It had been longenough he’d long forgotten the pain of loving someone- of losingsomeone. He doesn’t weep, as some distant voice told him he ought to.He suspects that’s a romanticized remnant of his life before, what hefeels is expected of him under the circumstances. Maybe a part of himwants to, but he can force nothing, and nothing comes to him beyond agrim acceptance of what was on the horizon. He tends to them, when hecan. Water when they’re parched, a comforting hand when they’reupset. It’s ugly, sickness. They both know it won’t get better. Sowhen it becomes nearly too much for them, when they can’t leave theirbed and the light fades from their eyes a little each day, Vulpesdoes the one thing he has ever done out of love. He mixes half adozen doses of Med-X in their drink. It’s a soft farewell, and helets them rest against his chest until the end, and for awhile longerafter that.
Joshua- No healerin Zion can figure out what’s wrong. No amount of prayer and none ofJoshua’s influence can fix this. He feels an old hatred burningsomewhere beyond his ribs, one he hasn’t really felt since before heended up in a gulch. Worse than before, because it has nothing tofocus on, nothing he can direct it towards. It can only sit in hischest and fill his insides as he watches the Courier grow weaker. Godhad been his answer since he found Zion- every tribulation a test ofhis faith and his worth. He failed them sometimes, as was to beexpected. For the first time, he questions that faith. Why would Godbring Six to him, make him share every bit of himself with them, andthen rip them away before their time? What was the point? If it wasmeant to test him, why did He have to rob the world of someone sounassailably good? Why couldn’t he have just taken him instead? Hewrestles with these all-consuming questions, but when he looks atSix, curled up in his quarters, he feels an odd sense of calm. Hedoesn’t want to be angry. He doesn’t want to spend what might betheir last days railing against forces beyond his control. Because heloves them. He realizes this too late, but he does. The anger washesaway with this thought. He stays by their side through it, lettingthem curl against him when they grew too sick to leave his bed,reading to them aloud. He leaves his hands without bandages so he cancommit the feel of their bare skin to memory while he still can.
(Remind that you can read this and other reactions on my AO3 and join the discord since tumblr is yknow. You know.)
Fallout Discord Server!
So since tunglr is gonna do uh that thing it’s doing despite common sense, I made a discord to hang out with yall.
CLICK HERE
https://discord.gg/UWGupWk
It’s fallout themed but literally anyone is free to join, we will let you say naughty words AND post NSFW (Nipple Showin Female Women). This is my first public server so if there are any initial hiccups let me know and I’ll see about fixing them.
And for fans of my reactions, I backed them all up on AO3! Each chapter is a different reaction and I’ll be updating both my tumblr and the AO3 whenever I do a new react, so you can bookmark it if you want email updates when I post!
Feel free to reblog and spread the word!
Fallout Discord Server!
So since tunglr is gonna do uh that thing it’s doing despite common sense, I made a discord to hang out with yall.
CLICK HERE
https://discord.gg/UWGupWk
It’s fallout themed but literally anyone is free to join, we will let you say naughty words AND post NSFW (Nipple Showin Female Women). This is my first public server so if there are any initial hiccups let me know and I’ll see about fixing them.
And for fans of my reactions, I backed them all up on AO3! Each chapter is a different reaction and I’ll be updating both my tumblr and the AO3 whenever I do a new react, so you can bookmark it if you want email updates when I post!
Feel free to reblog and spread the word!