#fallout WIP

[ghoul-foolery]

I’m just a girl who will go through and delete WIPs/dead projects/pictures on a whim if the day is screwy enough, so I’m going to gently place these here for the sake of keeping tabs on my progress.

How shading?

Severe shading feels wrong why?

Eyes how do?

Mouth does what?

Ghoul face weird — how?

The ear died we do not know? Merge with head maybe?

I had a vision of putting him in front of glowing neon, and him puffing smoke but how lighting? How color shading?

Demon to sell soul to where? Crossroads??

Hands how??? HANDS. HOW.

What color are ghouls????

I’ll sell this soul for so cheap.

[starshadow8991]

Alright, we're finally on the last inktober prompt! Hope everyone had a great Wednesday

[atombonniebaby]

It's not done...(it is now! Link here + vote for who I do next!)

Well...Valentine is! (And OMG I found the perfect texture brush for his skin!) His clothes still need shading and details! (He will also get a cigarette!)

[jeandejard3n]

Fallout: Haunting Heavens

[wasteland-nora]

something in the works… (plot. plot is in the works.)

currently making a rough timeline of my girls adventure through the wastes!

[bill-theboneboy]

I have been quite busy… but never to busy to be on that Fallout:NV grind. This is my Courier 6 and he does not fear the Mojave, the Mojave fears him.

[lacquerheadd]

save a horse…

[mel-kusanagi]

so i watched fallout because of these two, here's a wip 🙆‍♀️

[corvux]

Gunslinger (Raul sketch I may or may not finish)

[thatwelshartist]

Wip ncr poster

Just some brave guys and gals fighting to bring you taxes

[do2faj]

Walton Goggins and Danny Trejo please start dating in season two </3

[dpurut]

primum non nocere

art ig- @acepostale

[starshadow8991]

You know the drill folks, it's wip Wednesday

[atombonniebaby]

Look at dem! 🥺

A bit of a chapter WIP from my fic (Love in the Crosshairs) below the cut (Under 18? 👉🏻 Off you go. This isn't for you!)

"I gotcha, darlin," Sturges' words were a whisper, fingers stroking the nape of Mac's neck. 

Darlin’? That word alone sends him over the edge, his breath hitches and he’s trembling. "Beau, I—oh God—" MacCready gasps, holding tighter, his vision swimming as his hips thrust one final time.

“I gotcha,” Sturges lips graze Mac's temple as he holds him through his release, and his thumb brushes against MacCready’s cheek, leaving goosebumps in its wake. 

Sturges was warm, solid and safe beneath him, running a hand gently over the small of MacCready’s back. The following kiss was a gentle brush of their lips and the warmth felt different somehow, its tenderness leaving MacCready wanting to lose himself in every part of this moment and never let go.He closes his eyes, heartbeat steadying as the last tremors fade. 

They stay like that, holding one another for a while, chests pressed tightly, rising and falling with every synched breath, and when he next meets Beau’s gaze, Mac's chest tightens at the expression he finds there, the adoration in Sturges' eyes, unmistakable.

Sturges smiles, cupping his face in both hands as he turns,, his blue eyes capturing the warmth of the firelight from his bedside, a lazy grin tugging his cheeks upward, and he can’t look away, like he’s committing the other man’s face to memory: The way the light plays across the lines and planes of his Wasteland-weathered features, the slight part of his kiss-bruised lips, his tousled hair and gentle features..

It’s too real—too intimate. It wasn't supposed to be like this—he wasn’t supposed to be catching feelings. He swallows thickly. He needs space—needs to breathe.

[bogdoom]

Better luck next time

[capcollector]

what’d you overhear at the tops?