#ddcnuka

[carnival-confessions]

Vitani and Nuka win the prize for most dysfunctional siblings.

[ddcquotes]

He heaved in a breath, straightening his back, still staring at the mirror. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t look away. His gaze locked as the skin peeled away. Rotted flesh. Ivory bone. The skin slid and slithered away from his flesh, revealing an open chest cavity. Dead, blackened heart. Eyes bulging at him. Amber.

Randy on Nuka in the closed Mama, We All Go To Hell

[carnival-confessions]

[carnival-confessions]

I ship Lottie and Nuka.

[iwanttobe-amightyking]

Gonna Pop Some Tags || Simba & Nuka

Simba stuffed his frayed wallet into the back pocket of his cargo shorts as he moved through the sights of the carnival. He had been spending the majority of the day with Nuka, taking him to paint with the elephants and then spending the time poking fun at each other and talking.

At some point in their conversation, they had diverged away from giving Mrs. Jumbo attention to talking about grandparents, becoming hipster artists, smurfs, and thrift shopping. At the moment, they were still on the latter. Both having decided to go out together to buy some 'big ass coats' with their, mostly on Nuka's part, hard-earned money.

Coming up to the entrance, he waited close to the ticket booth. Hopefully Nuka wouldn't be taking much longer with washing himself clean of the blue paint all over his face and head. Thinking about Nuka struggling with its removal caused the teenager to chuckle and shake his head where he was standing, earning a few curious glances from the customers that he just waved by. He probably should have warned Nuka about the elephants tendency to body paint but he hadn't thought about it before hand.

Rocking back on his heels, he glanced the carnival behind him before pulling at the collar of his light blue t-shirt to let some cool air run between the fabric and his skin. Moving it back and forth, he silently hoped that Nuka would know a bus they could take because he wasn't sure for how long longer he was going to stand the heat. His time in the train was certainly stealing away his tolerance for sun despite working at the petting zoo.

[thecarnivalsnitch]

Have any theories on why Sabor acts like she has a stick up her ass?

Well there’s the theory that maybe she actually does. But honestly, have you looked around? Can you blame her for having a stick up her ass? So far she’s only been particularly touchy with the STD factory, the mess of a ringmaster, and the boy that looks like a regurgitated carpet. Interacting with any of the above would probably put a stick up your ass too.

— Snitch