#power armor

[iceghosto]

Another slow shift and i was feeling like drawing armour so i drew a bunch of Metroid fanart.

[spockvarietyhour]

Fallout Prime "The Handoff"

[cat-cosplay]

Fallout Mew Vegas

[vertyd]

I know dat pole going up his butt

[cherryghouli]

Not enough fan art of Maximus and Lucy geeking out about power armor models together, she was about to ramble but she passed out. Much like how Maximus wanted to ramble but Titus had a stick up his ass, those two are my everything

[teahermitcomics]

Max joins my series of Fallout prints at last!! (Full disclosure I drew this before S2 E7 :0)

"You always end up right back where you started..."

Get the print here for £6:

Fallout Prime: Max - Jade Sarson's Ko-fi Shop

A teastained painting of Maximus from the Fallout tv show, with added flat colour and screentone to match my prints of Lucy and Ghouper! At

OR you can get the set of 3 for the price of 2!

A5 Print Set *Any 3 for 2* - Jade Sarson's Ko-fi Shop

Buy any two (2) A5 prints and get the third FREE! The free print can be A5 or A4.

[iceagebaby]

I think I can manage. As long as you've got my back, of course

for zine organised by @chunklet

[blazing-butterfly-inactive]

"I feel naked without my armor" was a joke until it wasn't.

Until you got caught in a large-scale breach while off duty, and had to evac with the rest of the civilians. Until you listened for command's orders in your ear but heard only crashing and screaming and the howling of monsters. Until you staggered disoriented through the streets, always looking in the corners of your eyes for a HUD that wasn't there. Until instead of your navigation marker, you saw a woman carrying her crying child, running as fast as she could with a beast snapping at her heels. Until on instinct you put yourself between it and her, figuring it was a lesser one you could take alone, forgetting how small and soft you were. Until your fist hit its face and it didn't even feel anything, but your fingerbones sure did. Until a backhanded swipe of its claw sent you flying across the street and into a wall with your jacket and chest torn open. Until it stalked towards you with hungry jaws and all you could do was pray the mother got away. Until three of your own squadmates dropped from the rooftop, armor gleaming and plasma rifles blazing, and gunned the beast down. Until you were lying in the hospital bed, looking at the paperwork for surgeries and implants you'd need anyway, and thought "why the hell not."

Now you stand head and shoulders over most humans and have to duck under doors. Now your footsteps clink on the floor and your muscles whir when you stretch. Now a heat sword that would crush a human weighs nothing in your hands. Now the laws are stricter about where you can go, and your limbs could be revoked if you're convicted of a crime. Now the oaths you kept in your heart are wired into your brain, and you can't disobey command even if you wanted to. Now your old squadmates still salute you but you technically count as a weapon, not a soldier. Now you can beat a lesser monster singlehanded and turn the tide against a greater one. Now adults awkwardly try not to stare, but small children run up and ask if they can touch your plating. Now everywhere you go, you're always scanning for potential threats, angles of attack, escape routes, cover, improvisable weapons. Now you'll be ready no matter when or where disaster strikes. Now when someone needs saving, you can do a lot more than just die in their place.

Now, even when you're naked, you'll never be without your armor.

(This was written by a transfem, TERFs fix your hearts or die)