#fallout cram

[fallout-mountains]

Cram

[targoats]

Fallout watch party time!

[victoryrifle]

FALLOUT: Season 1 Episode 2 “The Target”

[diamondcitydarlin]

don't they know? it's the end of the world!

(messing around with my newly rigged model of my sole and her various bois)

[atombonniebaby]

Saw your recent post with the flamingo floaty and spent a good 3 minutes trying to figure out why Rhett and Link were in fallout

Thanks for the inspiration anon! 😃(and 100% see it! 😆)

We tried EVERY Pre-War food.

[slocum-dodson]

Today's dinner was spicy maple cram, noodle soup, and a can of split beans. I mixed it all together in a greasy cast iron skillet. Mama Murphy said I looked like a witch. I told her she looks like a bitch. This concludes my poetry corner.

much love,

Ron.

[igottatho]

Don’t you think Brahmin farts would probs be noxious?

[jessicatredes]

fellas is it gay to make your little squire clean and attach your codpiece and then wrap his legs around your waist to jump out of a helicopter

[cosplayamaradolce]

Behold the only picture of my Synth-Curie cosplay I wore for a few minutes during Halloween back in 2018. Would love to have worn it longer, but whatever detergent/fabric softener was used on the shirt before I bought it, made me really sick.

[piratewinzer]

A thought just hit me like a brick.

So the world of Good Omens is keeping pace with our own re: time passage, yes?

So Season 3 is going to pick up [3-?] years after THAT.

For some reason this hit like a punch to the gut and I’m going to have to ponder on it for the rest of the week, thank you for understanding.

[kyngsnake]

WIP Wednesday!

Tagged by @bokatan, thank you!

I’ve got a huge fucking basket of WIPs im juggling between right now, but for today I’m trying to focus on getting this piece finished. Yet again, Avery came out looking a wee bit bitchy.

Tagging in return— @druidgroves @winterpaladin-ao3 @ship-from-shipping-and-receiving @twolargepepperoni-and-a-calzone or anyone who would like to join, and feel free to tag me back.

[sedlex]

[geaibleu-gaming]

not much pics from tonight's gameplay, but I finally got the Stealth Suit (one of my favourite outfits for Cadmus)

They just keep getting bigger (not looking forward to the absolute behemoth one at the end😅)

One thing I've mentioned before is that while Cadmus can be very charming when he wants to be (that 10 CHR tho), he can also be equally crude , so when the crude/rude options come up, I usually pick them😅

Bonus: sexy sleepwear I found in what I'm assuming was Dr Dala's room in the Think Tank 😗

[gaykarstaagforever]

[onlylowercase]

warm up sketch of an oc real quick also heres his toyhouse with random info abt him: https://toyhou.se/19087453.cheng

[rebelliousstories]

Out and About

Relationship: Cooper “The Ghoul” Howard x Child!Reader

Fandom: Fallout

Request: Yes by @that-teen2003

Warnings: Fluff, Brief Angst

Word Count: 858

Main Masterlist: Here

Fallout Masterlist: Here

Summary: When a kid suddenly pops up in the Wasteland, you treat that child like a bear cub; don’t even look at it until you’ve confirmed it’s alone.

A vault suit sticks out like a sore thumb in the desert of the Wasteland. It was so bright, and blue, and very impractical for the harsh reality of the terrain. That is why when he saw it, Cooper’s interest was peaked. That and the cowboy hat the person sported much like his own. Because it was not even a fully grown human wearing the offending garment; it was a child.

The Ghoul looked around as the small being was wandering the rough terrain with cautious eyes. Surely this child was not alone. But it just kept exploring as if it had done it its entire life. He kept a safe distance as he followed the child, just hoping that this belonged to someone nearby. But no one ever came. No mom, no dad, no authority of any kind came to collect this child.

It was currently climbing inside of an old house when Cooper noticed how fast the sun was setting. There would be horrible things coming for that child in the dark of the night. He heard a crash, and immediately drew his gun before running inside the decrepit house. What he saw shocked him. There this little child was, nursing a small fire with a can of cram in its hands that it was eating.

In the firelight, Howard noticed that this small child was a girl, probably no older than six. It reminded him of his little Janey that remained as vivid as ever in his memory two hundred years later. Without consciousness, he began to move closer by did not see the empty can that was right in front of him. He accidentally kicked the object, sending it flying and clanging about the home which startled the child. She let out a yelp, and held her food closer to her chest as she stared at the new person with fear in her eyes. Cooper held out a hand to calm her down, and placed his gun back on his hip. She moved closer to see who the new man was.

“Whoa.” She breathed out and nearly dropped her food. There was no fear left in her eyes after comprehending The Ghoul before her. Suddenly, she was up on her feet and ran straight to the man who was utterly confused. Even with him crouched, she only came up to his chest. Her tiny arms struggled to wrap around him.

“It’s you! It’s you,” came her exclamation. Her voice trailed off as she settled but Cooper was stiff as a board. Pulling the child away, he looked at her closer. She was thin and sunburnt from surviving the Wasteland but her teeth looked good still.

“Whatcha talkin’ ‘bout, little one?” Cooper’s hairless brow furrowed as he knelt down to be on her level.

“You’re Cooper Howard. You’re da sheriff from T.V.” Her toothy grin showed. There were a couple missing, but she did not seem to care. Taking off her hat, she passed it to the man with all the innocence only a child cold have.

“Can you sign dis, please?”

That one ask broke him inside. He felt his heart shattering. It had been so long since someone had asked him to do that; he had completely forgotten the feeling. This little child had thawed his blackened heart in a matter of seconds.

“Where you from darlin’? Why you out here all by yourself lonesome and not with your momma?” Cooper chose to avoid her question, knowing that he did not have any instrument to sign the hat. The child, whose name was still a mystery, looked down at her feet that were kicking around sand before she answered.

“My mommy was behind me, den she wasn’t. She told me to run, so I did cause Mommy said I have to listen to her widout question here. I don’t know where she is.” Again, The Ghoul felt his heart break. Chances were, that woman was long dead and chose to spare her child the same fate. It seemed to have worked, but the could not have been out of the vaults long.

“Well, little one. What’s your name? Seein’ as you know mine,” said Cooper. He tried to smile kindly and not scare off the child, although she seems to not be the slightest bit afraid. She supplied her name, and took a much needed bite of food.

“Can I stay with you? It’s scary up here alone.” Even without those puppy eyes she was giving, Cooper already knew his answer. He nodded and walked over to the fire once more. Sitting with his back to the wall, Howard added some more tinder to the fire and was shoved slightly. The girl had moved his arm so that she was curled up against his side, with her head on his chest. Her can of food was empty and discarded as she drifted off to sleep.

Muscle memory kicked in. Cooper checked her breathing, and looked around for any potential threats lurking. With his gun at the ready, he slipped into a light sleep with a little girl on his chest once more.