For The Love Of Fallout

Aussie gal, 24 and complete Piper trash. Also found on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/users/Domina_Justicia

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I know you’re not too active anymore but the way you portray the characters in your writing is what’s made me fall so in love with them all, you’re hands down my most favourite blog and your fics are my comfort. Thank you for being so awesome!

Aww thank YOU for reading and being such an awesome support despite me being a filthy little workaholic and not posting for ages! Very happy to be a source of comfort in this crazy world.

I hope you and my other lovely readers are staying safe and well 💖

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Head canon sole knows when cait has anxiety/panic attacks or has a nightmare, so sole hugs her and tells her everything with be okay and give her kiss on the head.

A MILLION times yes!!!!

Also, where do you sign up for one of these?! Could use a Sole like that myself 😂

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Companions favorite prewar item

Ada - old texbooks on literally anything mechanics, technology or otherwise science-y related. The amount of times Curie has busted her raiding her private library...

Cait - boots. The kind built for curb stomping a guy's head all the while feeling the comfort of baby seal leather boots. Do not, I repeat, do NOT let her catch you wearing thongs/flip flops. Deacon found out the hard way that the slapping sound reeeally gets on her nerves.

Curie - Prewar dresses, mostly the kind with pretty floral patterns and the poofy skirts. Whenever she's in one, her smile lights up every room she enters.

Danse - military holotapes from before the war. He has always been fascinated by the tactics used and the question of what, if anything, could have changed the outcome of the great war.

Deacon - you know those yellow chicken toys with the squeakers in their bellies that scream AAAAAEEEEERRRPPPP when pressed? Yeah. That!

Dogmeat - AAAAAAEEEEERRRRRRPPPPP *happy barking*

Gage - he's actually pretty fond of the idea of cars. Walking everywhere gets damn tiring, especially when he's forced to trek across the damn desert, sweatin' from every crack and crevice imaginable. Sole has lost count of the times he has tried to bribe them into fixing one up for him.

Hancock - chems of course! Nothing beats an aged to perfection, 200 year old dose of pure, unadulterated happiness.

MacCready - comic books! Preferably Grognak, but the Unstoppables and Silver Shroud are also close to his heart.

Maxson - cigars, both for smoking and for collecting. The rarer the better, but don't make the mistake of giving him San Francisco Sunlights.

Nick Valentine - Jenny. Always, always her. Or at least, his memories of her.

Old Longfellow - dogs, for sure. You just can't beat a non-horribly irradiated furry little best friend who is always happy to see you.

Piper Wright - candy. Hands down, full stop, no thinking necessary, nuh uh. In fact, it's worth asking what kind of pre war candy she doesn't like. Nat will be the first to say she hasn't found a single one - the day that happens is likely to be the day Brahmin fly.

Preston Garvey - Old Western movies that Sole has managed to scavange and hook up to the drive in theatre's projector. He enjoys feeling the small glimpse of what could have been his childhood if things had've worked out just a bit different for the world.

Strong - he hates most things from before the war, but you can't go wrong with the way they used to cook meat. In fact, it's Sole's most redeeming quality!

X6-88 - strangely enough, alcohol. Not to drink, but he likes the aesthetic of having pristine, still full alcohol bottles on display in his home. One of each type, but he knows to keep some spare since some have suspiciously gone missing.

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This girl just pulled the most chad move ever

*Disappear for a year

*Reappear and upload seven posts

*Disappear again

*Refuse to Elaborate

*insert picture of the mega chad meme*

...Good Sir or Madam or Human Bean.

Was this a callout message??

Cause I'm definitely feelin' called out 😂😂😂

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Do you think X6-88 could ever be taught how fucked up the Institute actually is outside of straight up resetting and reprogramming him?

This is a really great question!!

At first my immediate answer was absolutely not, based off the fact that he would've undergone extensive programming biasing him towards the Institute and towards the thinking of synths as property, including himself. This is especially since he's a courser tasked with hunting down escapees and returning them, so the need to keep him 100% aligned with the Institute's views would be paramount or else they risk him aiding escapees or turning on them.

BUT!

Given the fact that Z1-14 turned against the Institute in a bid for freedom/freewill, as well as the other synths? I question whether there actually would be capacity in his programming to be taught otherwise. I mean, surely if they can develop free will and essentially turn against the Institute in a bid for freedom, then maybe X6-88 could too? Especially if someone he highly respects such as Sole were to try and convince him, but I think it would be a tough gig.

Either way, that's a very interesting question, I'd certainly be interested in hearing everyone else's thoughts!

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Which of the companions sleeps with teddy bears? (Does strong have a mutant hound plushy?)

Curie - the sweet little synth sleeps with a teddy bear Sole gave her for her first Valentine's Day as a human. She was so ecstatic about the day, so excited to learn its origins and what it came to mean in the old world, that Sole simply had to give one to her. Ever since, she has cherished the teddy and can't sleep without it.

Dogmeat - the good boy loves his teddy. The day he found it was the day the General of the Minutemen was rumoured to be trekking around the Commonwealth with a dog carrying Jangles the Moon Monkey in his mouth. Not a very intimidating look.

MacCready - the mercenary tries to keep it secret that he sleeps with a teddy, granted it was one Duncan gave him for good luck before he set out for the Commonwealth. Along with his wooden soldier, Mac believes the teddy of a prewar mythological monster gives him good luck (only he quietly wishes it didn't look so much like a deathclaw).

Old Longfellow - only Sole knows this, but the old man actually does sleep with a teddy. It was originally his dog Spot's, but after...well. After Spot passed, he couldn't bare to leave it behind. That simple connection to his most loyal friend has kept him going over the years.

Piper Wright - as much as she tries to hide it (and fails spectacularly), Piper sleeps with a small teddy that her father gave her shortly before he was murdered. Nat has a matching one which makes it all the more special when she falls asleep at night, nosed tucked in to the teddy just like her little sis.

Strong - the big guy absolutely must have his oversized Giddyup Buttercup teddy at night. If not, then all hell would break lose. The time that Deacon once tried to stealthily snatch it from him while he was sleeping, Strong had such a tight death grip on it that even the slightest touch from an expert thief was enough to jostle him away. Needless to say, Deacon ended up sporting a purple bruise for weeks after.

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I was playing 4 today, and doing quests for Hancock, and it made me think. Have you ever considered how good Cait x Fahrenheit would be?

I don't think the world would survive but hot damn do I ship it!

Could you imagine though?! Both of them going into battle toting massive miniguns, fearlessly tearing down armies of muties and raiders together with no fucks given...

*sighs in gay*

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Female romance companions react to male sole accidentally calling them Nora

Hey, hey! Sorry it’s been a hot minute (more like a year?? Or two?? Who’s counting!) but I’ve started playing again and found I missed the heck out of writing for the blog!

I hope everyone is doing well, staying safe and still cracking on with their bazillionth playthrough <3

Now, lets kick off with some angst!

Curie – The little synth was working away on her latest project on enhancing the effects of addictol on folk suffering lifelong substance abuse. It was a project inspired by Cait who, despite scoffing at Curie’s numerous attempts to befriend her, nevertheless seemed quite supportive of her efforts. She was looking through her microscope at her latest specimen when Sole entered her makeshift lab, carrying a hunk of supplies she had requested the day before. “Hey Nora, I managed to find most of what you asked for, although I couldn’t find that bio-”

Sole stopped dead when Curie whipped around, a mixture of shock, confusion and anger on her face. It was then we they realised their mistake. “My name is Curie!” She snapped, seemingly surprised at her own reaction. She grabbed at her chest, a clear sign there was an unrecognized emotion or perhaps several that was confusing her. The next moment, she looked up at Sole with a heartbreaking expression of betrayal.

“Curie, I’m so sorry. It just slipped out, I-”

But it was too late. Curie, with tears now welling in her eyes, shook her head and pushed away from her microscope, exiting the lab without another word.

Piper Wright – “You know, I think the Commonwealth deserves to know what it was like in the Institute before, well, you know…” The reporter imitated an explosion with her hands before continuing. “How do you feel about doing an interview on what the Institute was actually like on the inside, Blue?”

Sole sighed softly from behind her, which tickled the back of Piper’s neck, making her giggle. They were cuddling on the couch in Piper’s home, Nat humming to herself from where she was drawing chalk people on the floor of her tucked away room. “Come on, Nora. Not another interview.”

Sole felt the reporter tense in their arms before she sat up and turned, hazel eyes glaring into them. “What did you just call me? That name better not be hers, Blue.” She growled.

Only now realizing their mistake, Sole too sat up and reached for the reporter who simply stood up and out of range. “No I didn’t mean to, Piper, I’m-”

“Oh so you do know my name after all, huh? Maybe I should print that in my next article!”

Sole helplessly watched as the reporter stormed up her stairs, still grumbling to herself quietly.

“Man.” Nat exclaimed, eyebrows raised as she too watched on after her sister. “She has always been worried that you…” the little girl trailed off, but Sole understood. “You’re going to need to find the biggest printing press for sis to ever talk to you again.”

Cait – The brawler was feeling raunchy (like usual) and decided to see whether Sole was up for some fun to pass the slow afternoon in Homeplate. Taking advantage of the fact that Sole was working on modifying their pistol, she strode up behind them and pressed herself against their back. “Well, hello there beautiful/handsome.” Her hand simultaneously went between their legs and cupped them, her teeth on their neck. “Up for a bit of fun?”

Sole chuckled, leaning their head to one side so the brawler’s mouth had better access to their neck. “Mmm, let me just finish up here first, Nora.”

Immediately Cait pushed away, grabbing Sole’s shoulder and roughly spinning them around to face her. She shoved them against the workshop, pinning them with a furious glare that hid just how much being called that name hurt her. “Nora?! Fuckin’ Nora?! Are ya kiddin’ me? Do ya shag me with her in fuckin’ mind?”

“No! Cait I just had a stupid moment-”

“Damn right ya fuckin’ did ya daft bastard!” With that Cait turned and picked up her shotgun, moving quickly for the door. She’ll be dammed if she would ever put up with being someone’s rebound romp in the hay.

“Cait, please wait, where are you going?”

“Fer a fuckin’ drink and I better not see you followin’ me.” She slammed the door behind her, leaving Sole guiltily staring at the floor.

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Mod idea. Dogmeat with a jetpack... that is all.

1,000 TIMES YES 👌👌

Just imagine Maxson's expression when he sees his gifted jetpack mod not on Sole's power armour, but on Dogmeat who walks in dressed like this:

😂😂😂

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Fallout 4 Companions VS Lady Dimitrescu

Here's one for all you fellow Mommy D simps, brought to you by the amazingly imaginative and sinfully inspiring @saintlyguy!

Ada: An threat looms over the Commonwealth. Even bigger than the Mechanist and Institute. Ada’s traveling buddy from Vault 111 just downloaded a new mod from a source besides nexusmods: somewhere called loverslab.com. Anyway, a castle stands tall where Parsons Creamery once laid and its queen just as tall. Ada was told to wait just outside the oversized door by the vault dweller. That was 20 hours ago. “Time for a frontal assault.”

As you were laid bare at the mercy of Alcina Dimitrescu, you stared in awe of her massive form (and other parts) enduring punishment for trespassing on the Lady’s property.

“Mother! Look what we found!”

Ada walks in with three young ladies buzzing around her in astonishment bombarding her with questions:

“What does that do? Did Mother summon you? Are you a new guard? Are you Mother’s new breast pu-“

“DANIELA!”

Ada noticed the flies and knew how to subjugate these curious cuties: by emitting a warm light that no bug can resist.

“OOH! SISTERS LOOK! LÄMP!”

The tall Lady ceased your “punishment” (much to your displeasure) then began to bargain with the robot for her permanent residence as she had never found such an efficient way to subdue her energetic daughters. Instead Ada suggested that you build the Lady her own robot so that she may continue her travels with you. “They are rather efficient with their hands.” You complied. In exchange you get to show the tall Lady what else you can do with your hands ;)

Cait: “YOU PICKED THE WRONG HOUSE FOOLS!” You and Cait were definitely fools for thinking a towering castle would make a good place for a dungeon crawl; y’know? kill a bunch of raiders or ghouls or whatever then loot like no tomorrow. Now you’re being chased by three floating women, a swarm of flies, and a tall towering strong… beautiful… lady with a nice pair of…

“CAIT! I agree with you! But you better use that blood rush for running!” The fiery woman disagreed, turned around with her bat in tow.

“OH I’LL USE IT ALRIGHT!”

Cait is usually a beast in a fight. But here she is dodging to reach the gargantuan woman. Finally Cait has her bat just under the lady’s chin so she can give her demands.

“Call off your bugs so you can show us the booty!”

…………………………..

She means caps right?

The three hooded women break out into laughter along with you followed by a chuckle and applause from the tall beauty. “Could you remove your bat from my face?” A smarmy grin creeps upon her porcelein face. “And your hand from my…” pointing down.

Cait realizes where her boldness has led her then drops to the floor. *snap*

The girls sheathe their sickles then take you to another room. “Don’t worry. My daughters LOVE entertaining foreigners. As for you… well. Didn’t you want to see some… how did you say? Booty?”

Codsworth: Filthy. Filthy! FILTHY! That’s what this wasteland is. FILTHY!

So when Codsworth enters a luxorious castle that came out of nowhere but not a speck of dust detected, he’s in bliss. “Oh… Oh this castle. Much more cleaner than those ruines that sir/mum and the Minutemen call a castle.” Heels click from the stairs. “Why thank you- uh… man… thing? Thing? Yes thing. Thank you thing. You’ve certainly have an eye… eyes for quality. Might I inquire where you and that poor thing in the horrid jumpsuit came from? Also where are we? This certainly isn’t the village.”

“Only if you would be so kind as to explain how you’ve kept your abode so CLEAN!”

“Oh. That isn’t easy. My daughter certainly don’t make it easy.”

Codsworth knew that having children around made it difficult to keep a home clean but knew that a child’s nourishment is just as rewarding if not more than-

“Mother! What is that? Is that a new toy for us? Perhaps a new tool for gutting our prey?”

The buzzing didn’t help ease Codsworth as he heated up his flamethrower. Afterall, pests such as flies shouldn’t be allowed to dirty such a pristine domain.

Curie: Merde! The rich library of this haunting castle proved to be the perfect trap for a curious woman like Curie. Instead of uncovering forgotten practices from before the war, Curie became the prey for a red head wilder than Cait who appears to be made of flies. As much as she’d love to observe, Curie has to focus on surviving. If you hadn’t been captured by that unnaturally tall woman earlier, maybe you two could have figured something out by now. Stumbling back Curie reaches for anything to stop her fall; she grabs a lever which opens the huge cieling window letting in a cold breeze. The red head screams in agony which Curie sees as an opening to finally do some damage. After a few blasts from her laser rifle, the red head seems to be close to defeat. “I don’t want to die…”

Curie knew it was naive to have pity for the enemy, but she couldn’t help it. She closed the cieling window allowing the woman to recover. A surprised glare met Curie followed by being pushed onto the ground. Preparing for the worse Curie braces herself for… a kiss on the cheek? “Thanks litte mouse. Mother will want to thank you as well >:)”

Curie is then spirited away to a grand bedroom where the tall and obviously gorgeous lady of the castle resided with a cigarette. “Thank you for sparing my daughter the humiliation of defeat. I won’t kill you. But Daniela here insists on keeping you as a pet.” Wait. Que diable? “But first, I’d like a taste.” The Lady extends her large hand as an invitation, which Curie complies a bit more willingly than expected. First a tender kiss meets the back of Curie’s hand, making her blush. The tall woman makes her way to the wrist in order to sample the blushing girl. There’s a sharp initial pain, but Curie was giving in. Until the Lady retracted then began spitting the synthetic blood. “DISGUSTING! I thought you were a maiden. You’re just some plastic imitation! Daniela! You can have my leftovers.”

Danse: Being a star paladin was rare in the Brotherhood. The only one he’s ever seen was Cross back in the Capital before Maxson took over. Others by name and their deeds. So when he gets orders from two of the most famous star paladins, Danse recognizes the importance of the mission. “Haylen, who did this mission come from?”

“Redfield”

“Which one?”

“Both of them.”

Why the S.T.A.R.S. wanted a synth child? Who knew? But what makes this kind of hard is the fact the kid belongs to that vault dweller who saved him and his squad from ferals. Shame they never joined the Brotherhood.

You were in the remains of your old home in Sanctuary finally reunited with Shaun. Then a pulse grenade is thrown through your window, disables Codsworth, and a barrage of bullets forces you to duck and cover. “Package secured.”

“Danse!? What the hell?”

“Sorry Y/N.” Everything goes black.

Orders then detailed to take you and the package to that castle that appeared where Parson’s Creamery used to be. Danse was met at the entrance by a tall and dare he say beautiful woman. But this was business. “Show her.”

A sleeping Shaun was presented then with a pout the woman had him taken away by maids who seem more than happy to serve the woman. Then you with a scowl before being escorted by maids who have to prepare you for some ceremony. “Run along man thing. I don’t want your stench polluting my air any longer.”

Deacon: Parson’s Creamery was the Railroad’s next potential safehouse until Tinker Tom went hollering about how a tall castle stands in its place along with his conspiracy theories around. Des wants you and Deacon to scout. To you it was a deathtrap and home to a tall vampire and her wraith-like daughters. To Deacon: “GIANT WOMAN” is all that comes out his mouth and goes through his head. While you retreated, Deacon stretched his arms accepting whatever the tall lady had in store for him. Even if it was chasing him around her castle with the occasional slash at him or stomp which he somehow enjoyed. Eventually Deacon became a pest to the tall woman and her daughters; begging to be stepped on harder or constantly leaving himself vulnerable to the point where the daughters just ignore him. Lady Dimitrescu had enough. Finally catching the manthing, she cuts off his legs then throws him out her castle. As the manthing bled out, all of Alcina’s frustration came out.

“THINK MAN THING! WHY WOULD MY FAMILY SATISFY YOUR PUTRID LUST TO BE STOMPED ON AND CHOKED?! WHAT MADE YOU THINK THAT RUNNING AROUND OUR HOME TO GOAD US WOULD MAKE US GIVE IN TO YOUR PERVERSE FANTASIES? WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE AFTER WE DISMEMBER YOU AND FEED YOU TO THE LYCANS?!”

Deacon is able to muster his final words…

“M..M….Mommy milkers…”

Dogmeat: Managing the maids of her own castle while producing her famed Sanguis Virginis is nothing compared to raising three daughters for Alcina Dimitrescu. She loves them dearly and cherishes the time she has with them. But they are all over the place! Bela could be infodumping about her current fixation, Cassandra is hugging her mother’s waist (which she adores), and Daniela is wrapped underneathe her arm while trying to break free. “These girls need a playmate…” None of the maids would suffice because the girls would either drain them or break them. Also they’re at the age where girls thinkg about girls and you can’t make Sangui VIRGINIS if they… sullied the reserves. Alcina took a stroll outside the castle’s new grounds; a place the maids have reported as The Commonwealth. She had spotted a dastardly lizard-like creature with deadly claws and thought it the perfect playmate or meal for her girls. With a few swipes she subjugated the beast only to be blindsided by a much larger version of the creature. This was nothing, but that bitch hit hard. Then barking and the sound of gunfire drew the attention of the creatures. A dog and a horribly dressed person (who wears a jumpsuit nowadays?) charged in; the dog stood in between Alcina and the beasts while their owner fought only to be thrown like a ragdoll. The large beast towered over the dog standing their ground, meeting Alcina’s eyes. With a frown she’s able to give the beast a silent “you go your way, I go mine.” She observed the beast going to pick up the first one Alcina saw, then seeing two other ones appear beside it. “They’re just like us…” The mother deathclaw and her young then left.

Now Alcina had the dog. It’s a… manthing. Uh. Even still. He held is own against those lizards. And… oh who could say no to that face! “You’re coming home with me little one.” But the dog whined and dragged Alcina by her dress to your unconscious body. Clearly he wanted her to save you, but then that would mean she would have to take you home and dirty her castle- *whine*

OH WHAT THE HELL?

You awaken bandaged in the softest bed you’ve ever been in since waking up from cryosleep. You hear Dogmeat playing with three young women who all adore him (i mean. who doesn’t?)

“Hey. You. You’re finally awake.”

You can’t believe your luck. A bombshell towers over you checking your wounds with a nice… big… hat. You then turn to Dogmeat who’s now at your side to give him a nice scritch as thanks for landing you in the care of a gorgeous, tall…

“Girls could you play with the dog later to allow him and our guest time to rest?”

“Yes mother.”

…MILF?!

Gage: The creamery was gone and now lies the score to end all scores: a giant castle that doesn’t even need any reinforcement or redecorating with the execption of some heads on spikes. Nuka World launched a full assault on all fronts only to be wiped out in mere minutes by a swarm of bugs and three bloodthirsty women with sickles. Colter was eaten alive by the bugs while still inside his power armor and it was down to Gage and the other raider leaders. They were running room to room hoping for an advantage only to be scared by one of the three sickle wielding women. Although there was an exception of a room with an unbelievably huge man offering to buy and sell. Too bad he kicked them out because he doesn’t take caps. If only they had some Lei, then they’d all be safe in his room. But now they’re back to back being taunted by the women and their flies. One appears then drags off a screaming Mason, then William is taken while pissing himself. It was just Gage, Nisha, and Mags at the mercy of the three monsters and their- HUBBA HUBBA! Tall, Hot MAMA! “Girls. Take the… ugh. Man thing away. Leave these two to me…” Gage is dragged by sickles digging into his legs while his screams are drowned out by the cackling of the daughters. Thrown onto what seems to be a dining table, Gage realizes this is the end when he can’t move his legs. “Aw this one’s already broken. Oh well :) DIBS ON HIS EYE!”

Hancock: Drunk patrons and an enthralled crowd in the Third Rail raked in the caps for Goodneighbor. Charlie served drinks while Magnolia sang to… an empty room? Oh wait. Piper’s there. Alone. “Hey Lois Lane, where’s everybody?”

“I dunno. They all went to Parson’s Creamery for… milkers?” Which leaves Magnolia all to Piper who isn’t complaining. Hancock had to see this for himself, so he asked Fahrenheit to tag along for his trip up north. Instead of finding a creamery he finds a castle faced with a crowd desperate for something. Then three women appeared out of a swarm of bugs to address the pent up people: “The only manthings allowed in House Dimitrescu are our mother’s musicians. The rest of you get lost!” A lot of dudes got angry and reached for their guns before getting disemboweled while the rest fled.

“Mayor. Please head home. I’ll stay then report back.” Hancock hated retreating but after seeing those three make short work of all the men in the crowd, he knew he wouldn’t last long. As Hancock began the long trek home he heard the daughter speak again in a much more welcoming tone: “Maidens! Welcome to our home! Our mother is expecting you all and will entertain you all shortly! Please come in!”

Fahrenheit returned the next morning all happy and even flustered! The reason?

“A tall bombshell singer and her daughters?” The mayor inquired.

“She was so… big… And her voice…” Hancock hasn’t seen anyone swoon that hard since the first time you met Magnolia. Hmm… A singer who rivals the Third Rails own…

After much persuasion and the condition that no men except for the band attend, Goodneighbor sets the stage for its first Ladies’ Night Battle of the Bands! Goodneighbor’s own Magnolia and The Love Train versus Miss D and the Pallboys!

Longfellow: You’re pretty damn lucky to have someone as experienced as Longfellow watching your back. His shooting and drinking give merit to his tales. Not too sure about that one where he rescued a distant niece when her family went crazy. Maybe one day you’ll meet Zoe. Today, you’re both being chased by a towering woman (and you both agree that given the opportunity, the both of you would tap that) and her bug daughters. A castle out of nowhere should be a redflag when it comes to exploring. For you two to pass on that knowledge, you’d have to escape first. Out of ammo, you both resort to melee weapons. You have your shishkebab and Longfellow has his flyswatter.

Wait? Flyswatter?

“Shit! I musta took this instead of my knife!” How could someone mistake a flyswatter for a knife?! This turns out to be a blessing in disguise when the tall lady’s daughters retreated in fear of their flies getting swatted.

“Mother! Mother!” They pleaded.

The two of you then hid out of sight beside the door to take the beautiful woman by surprise. She bent down in order to enter the room which gave you two a NIIIICE view of her “assets” and a perfect target for Longfellow. *SWAT!*

“You DISGUSTING outsiders!”

MacCready: “Hey Mac! If she the leader of the Railroad, where does she belong?”

“She belong to the streets!”

“If she tricks us into breaking into Hancock’s stash saying it was Diamond City’s storeroom, where does she belong?”

“She belong to the streets!”

Loud thumps approach you two from behind. Large hands are placed on your shoulder. Intoxicating yet inviting perfume invades your nostrils. And a large brimmed hat shadows over you two. “Where would I belong, manthing?”

……….gulp……….

Please Mac, don’t act dumb.

“In these sheets!”

………………………. We dead.

Maxson: Missing patrols up north. The men are killed while the women are captured. The Elder believed it to be the work of Gunners, the Forged, or even those ghouls at The Slog. But the report from Danse’s mission from S.T.A.R.S. revealed the true culrpits. “A tall vampire… MILF? With… honka… donka… badonkas?!”…..Scribe Haylen was very descriptive. No matter! Maxson shall lead a squad of celibate Paladins who will resist such temptations in order to take the castle- and they’re all dead.

Maxson was pinned down by the depleted power armors of his guard unit, desperately trying to wiggle out-

*SPLAT*

Lady Dimitrescu stood atop the pile of power armors on top of the manthing, crushing him in a way few desire while watching the last flying machine the toy soldiers came in retreat to a blimp in the distance. In his last moments before bleeding out, Maxson watched the giant transform into a winged beast then flying off in the direction of the Prydwyn.

Nick: Friends are hard to come by in any wasteland. It’s nice when an old one calls or visits. Nick loves it when former clients and friends visit so he and Ellie have an excuse not to work. Or at least when they don’t come with a new case. The Kellogg and Nakano cases were by far the hairest ones to grace Valentine’s desk. That is until a “friend” comes a knocking. “Miss Wong. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

The fellow trenchcoat wearer brought a file and gave a brief description of the new terror of the Commonwealth: House Dimitrescu.

Bodies found drained of their blood. Women going missing nearby. This case had fortress of doom written all over.

Valentine asks you to come along for backup because you just so happen to always have a fat man or minigun on hand. These heavy weapons prove to be useless against a 9’6 tall vampire. “She’s… perfect!” You say much to Nick’s confusion. Sure the lady was drop dead gorgeous (literally) but “You can’t just ignore the terrible things she did just because she’s hot-“

Then Nick remembered all the things he saw on the internet before the war.

“Oh wait. You can.”

Piper: “Extra! Extra! Synth Imposters Among Us!” became “Extra! Extra! Tall Vampire Dominates Commonwealth!” after you downloaded a mod off loverslab.com much to Piper’s disapproval. “First that body mod! Now this?!” A ginormous scary castle and equally ginormous vampire woman with big… meaty… claws have become a much bigger threat than the Institute could ever be. Someone needs to find the truth, and the only way Piper can do that is by going undercover! Sources say that the tall woman has an affinity towards women much like Piper to the point of offering sanctuary for the women of the wastes in exchange for their service. With some much appreciated help from Magnolia, Piper gets a makeover that is sure to get the attention of the tall… mysterious… lady. FOCUS PIPER FOCUS

It works. Piper has infiltrated the maids of House Dimitrescu which includes some familiar faces much to her surprise like Cait, Curie, and even you! That can wait, her interview with the Lady of the house is about to happen. Piper is brought into the master bedroom where the Lady awaits and- AW SHIT! SHE’S TALL AND BIG AND GORGEOUS! In the best voice Piper has ever heard, “So we finally meet.” Lady Dimitrescu towers over the reporter.

“Let’s see how special you are.” She ends with a smile. Piper sure hopes that those special animation mods are still installed!

Preston: PLEASE! NO MORE SETTLEMENTS! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DO ALL THE WORK WHEN YOU CAN JUST SEND A PLATOON OF MINUTEMEN TO HELP WITH WHATEVER! Preston heard you loud and clear. When The Slog reported of a castle appearing out of nowhere up north, Preston decided to prepare a platoon to address it. “Don’t worry General. The castle with the tall vampire lady and her daughters will be taken care of-“ WAIT WAIT WAIT!

Tall? Vampire? Daughters? MILF?!

“You know what Preston? As the general, I have a responsibility to our cause and the Commonwealth. I shall take care of this matter ALONE!” Confused, Preston insisted that he would take care of this or at least send you with help. “No! That’s fine! I’m the general! Now if you please, I’m off to fulfill my duty as a milker. I MEAN MINUTEMAN!” Preston stood perplexed as you fast traveled to Castle Dimitrescu. But at least you’ve found your drive to help people again!

Strong: A huge figure stood on the balcony of Castle Dimitrescu.

Alcina Dimitrescu, elegant yet deadly stood over the Commonwealth with her castle and daughters. Looking down at everyone and everything and that green blur coming in-

“STRONG NO!”

“Stupid Manthing!” Strong is then thrown back at you.

“Strong stop! Just for once in your life: DON’T SMASH!” because I want to >:(

Strong looked so perplexed because smashing is something you two do all the time. Especially if they were big.

“Big Lady!” Strong shrugged.

X6-88: “What did you download this time?” X6 sighed.

“Giant…vampire…mommy mod.”

You confessed.

“On top of the body mod?”

You nodded.

“And the AAF animation mods?”

Nod again.

“And the Devious Devices bondage mod?”

Yes. Again.

“Why can’t you just play vanilla Fallout?”

So you decide to show him. You take him to Castle Dimitrescu so he can see the Lady himself. After running away from her and her daughters, you and X6 where out of breath in a room you locked and barricaded.

His hand on your shoulder and tilting his shades, X6 gives in “I see why you downloaded her. She has lots of… gameplay content.” Oh yeah X6.

“Did you download the outfits for Atomic Beauty sir/ma’am/director?”

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I hate all the mods for the female characters (mostly Piper and Cait) that make them “hotter”. Make them look like Barbie dolls with ZZZ boobs

Right?! The only mod I use on any of the companions is the Buff Cait mod because... well, muscles 😂

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Why can’t we drag people out of their power armor? It’s not like the handle disappears when someone’s in it.

(I’d mostly use this on raiders but if my settlers try to take my armor I won’t be above doing it to them too)

Hmm, maybe there's a lock or something that flicks when it's being used? 🤔

I mean, if my goddamn dryer locked the door on me with my work pants inside and ONLY 5 FUCKING MINUTES til I had to catch the bus to work this morning, a safety lock on a suit of power armour isn't that far fetched in my books 😂😂😂

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Could you share some screenshots of your actual in game character?

Sure can!

So this is Brock, my SS who is now mortal enemies of Preston since she became Overboss and started taking over the Commonwealth (seriously he won't even speak to her anymore 😂).

First time playing with pretty much maxed out perception and luck which was amazing. Only 1% hit chance on that dude's head behind the scaffold? Nah mate, she'll be right 👌😂

Totally headcanoned that her favourite haunt was the Third Rail looking for a different kind of railing if you know what I mean. But mostly I remember Brock for getting fucking launched into orbit:

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

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How do you feel about Cait being shipped with either Male Sole or John Hancock?

People can ship the companions with anyone they want, it's not for me or anyone else to say otherwise! ✌

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Tod Howard is a coward who doesnt know romance in this essay i will lidt character i shouldve been able to smooch but couldnt-

Serana, Amata, Nick, Codsworth, Longfellow, Maxson... wait a minute.

Oh God.

Please don't tell me this is about Deathclaws 😂😂😂

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10 Favourite Fictional Male Videogame Characters

Tagged by @the-desert-dancer

DOGMEAT 💖 (Fallout)

Arthur Morgan (RDR2)

Geralt (The Witcher)

Doomguy (Doom)

Joel Miller (The Last of Us)

Ezio Auditore (Assassin's Creed 2)

Kratos (God of War)

Master Chief (Halo)

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)

Kyle Crane (Dying Light)

Tagging: @saintlyguy @publickoccurances and rest of you lovelies who want to! ✌

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Here's an idea for a dlc. You play as Dogmeat, going through several events leading up to him meeting the Quincy group. You travel with them for a while, only to go out to find help when they get to Concord. It then ends at the Red Rocket truck stop. The screen goes dark and you hear Sole's lines when they first meet him. Would you buy that?

HECK YEAH!! I would buy the shit out of that!!! That is actually an awesome idea?? It would almost be like a throwback to Dog's Life (2003) back on PS2!

Building onto your idea and depending on what choices you make throughout the main story - how about the epilogue to that DLC is you playing as Dogmeat at Sanctuary Hills where Sole is throwing a get together with the companions, and you as Dogmeat is running around and hearing all the tea and getting closure for the companions. Like how Danse (if you chose to spare him) has taken to something theraputic like fishing or hunting or building etc. to deal with things, or how Deacon has taken it upon himself to get Mac to swear using any means possible, or how Shaun (again, if you chose to keep him) meets little Nat and Duncan, and Dogmeat is just there lapping up the loving.

Why don't Bethesda think of cool shit like this?? 😂😂