#fallout yogs

[professorsparkletrash]

so is the FalloutYogs AU still a thing? cause if so i got an adorable image for you. in FO4 there's a mod that lets you find a viable Deathclaw egg, hatch said egg and have the baby as a companion, now just imagine if you will our dear William Strife just sitting fixing his arm with the baby Deathclaw curled up in his lap ll cute innocence while Kirins on the other side of the base glaring at the tiny monster while welding tiny Deathclaw teeth marks out of his legs

Oh my god, that’s adorable. 

[jadedragonsage]

I totally want in on this fallout yogs stuff...

[professorsparkletrash]

So on a scale of 1 to 10 what’s the likelihood that Fallout au strife has slept with James Garret

[professorsparkletrash]

Kirin was feeling left out. (Ref 1, Ref 2)

[professorsparkletrash]

Will being friends with Sarah and Sheldon from before Vault 21 got filled in. Will taking up space in his pack with jumpsuits while Vault hunting because he knows that Sarah is always on the hunt for more stuff to sell at the gift shop. Will grabbing one of the little toy dinos for Sheldon because he knows he can’t go out to see Dinky the dino for himself. Will never regretting leaving the vault and New Vegas in favor of the wasteland but retaining a soft spot for the people he left behind. 

[professorsparkletrash]

I don’t know where these came from, they were just in my sketchbook this morn— *trips* *hundreds of omgthatdress bookmarks fall out of pockets* w-what I didn’t make those bookmarks—these aren’t mine i’m just *gathering them up frantically sweating* listen i just— listen fuck *thousands of pictures of 1950s dresses scatter across the floor* shit fuck i’m holding them for a friend just LISTEN

[professorsparkletrash]

Prompt, uh.... Fallout yogs???? /trash person who only likes trash

“So what do you know about him?”

Nano snorted. “Other than the fact that he dresses like the devil and lives in a cave? About as much as you do,” she said, not looking up from the workbench. “Probably less.”

Will crossed his arms. “I heard from the Followers at the Mormon fort that he’s former Brotherhood.”

That made Nano pause. She turned to face Will and shoved her goggles up over her face to look at him properly with her one good eye. “That’s bullshit.”

Will frowned. “They seemed pretty sure.”

“Listen,” Nano said, jabbing her wrench in the air and waving it pointedly, “There’s only one former brotherhood in the Mojave, and it’s definitely not Mister Goat Legs.”

> put a pairing and an au in my askbox and I’ll write you a three sentence fic<

[callmearcturus]

Kirin traversing the Divide, aware of the Enclave stronghold that was once there, looking for materials. Meeting Ulysses and striking a tense, awkward truce so long as Kirin doesn’t stray all the way to Ulysses’ Temple.

Ulysses looking him up and down and knowing immediately he’s Enclave. Granting him his question, “Who are you, that do not know your own history?”

“A dead man,” Kirin says with a grin so dark its nearly feral. Because in the Wasteland, you learn from your past, your mistakes, or you die, and Kirin’s had one foot in his grave for years now, just waiting for the bullet to land.