Fallout 4 Companions - Tumblr Posts
no grammarly do not correct danse to dance. not the same :(((((
no grammarly dont correct my spelling and punctuation the danse girlys love that
no gramerly i dont want to sound friendly this is going on tumblr to be read at 5am who do you think I am
seriously guys
my activity period looks like a mountain range. posts one thought out post and a brain dead one. comes back a week later having received 12 more followers and 120 notes. 118 of them are on the post I made while on the bus at 6am. the other 2 are porn. the people are right, my essay was shit. i call the university and resign. i go back to my primal form of sponge. i absorb all the water and juices from my mutuals. i play video games. i rotate my blorbos. i squeeze out 2 more posts. they're both about robot sex. the cycle continues.
i love being on this hellsite.
I know I’m obsessed with the musical cabaret rn but please tell me sally boles and cait aren’t the same person, if not very similar people
like just listen to the songs cabaret and maybe this time. And tell me you don’t think of her.
im gay for them
what are the odds that some raiders are having sex in a pre war car and It just explodes?
like can you imagine
“oh, where’s Johnny and Alex the Stabber?”
“I dunno, said they were scavenging up near Lexington. They went to a car dealership?”
*cut to the car dealership* “oh John! I love you! (Idk man, some cheesy shit)”
*explosion* *cut back to raider boss*
“that’s a damn shame. Oh well :)”
reblogging this because i do NOT remember writing this. comedy gold.
Sole boarding the prydwen: back at it here at Krispy Kream *does a backflip*
Paladin danse ass behavior
This would heal me
I asked one of my (male) friends to stop using the phrase “man up” and he has been using “fortify” for the past two weeks instead and it’s just a little thing but honestly it makes a difference
and tbh it’s also pretty funny when I start to deflate in the library and he leans over and goes “FORTIFY”
Damn why the men in my life always got to be:
fictional
childhood trauma
hate themselves
Obscured moral compass
problems with the organization they were groomed into
Beard
weird ass eyebrows
agressive chin shape
wants to die
animated (at least partially)
dead (most likely)

so I still didnt like how my art looks and decided to experiment with style [it kinda worked I suppose o_o]
and man, Cait is great for that (and ibispaint♡)








some sketchbook stuff, but I couldn't fit all so it's a first part I guess







part two but played with filters this time


tried drawing in msPaint and I absolutely love it

and bonus cait again ☀
I firmly believe Preston had a hoe phase at one point. Probably when he just joined the minutemen but idk
Chat am I cook?

oh to be preston garvey's general, placed high upon a pedestal and leashed by fear of a world changed so far beyond what you know.
to realise you're falling for perhaps the last truly good man in the whole commonwealth. to pour your own blood, sweat and tears into fixing the world just a little.
watching the way he takes the second watch despite the way it leaves him exhausted, watching the way he guides mama murphy to her chair with a gentle hand on her elbow, watching the way he checks on each remaining member of his ragtag stragglers even when they're safe behind sanctuary's walls.
but always missing the way he ducks his head and slides his eyes away from the gold band on your finger and the waistline of your blue vault suit.
I know none cares but I’m currently writing my first fanfic.
It Nate/Preston cause I love them and it’s a underrated ship.
So far it’s going ok iv written a paragraph so that something

hii im back with more content aimed at me and only me. lord help us all i still have more memes i wanna shove em in
So i just romance Preston and he is the cutest thing. But when he says “i don’t think the minute man regulations cover our relationship” i can’t help but think of that one South Park scene where the town finds out PC Principal and Strong Woman are sleeping together.


Preston Garvey isn't the man to plan elaborate dates with hundreds of roses, a five-star dinner, and dancing on the bow of a cruiseboat. But he is the man to wake you up in the morning with a cup of coffee, a kiss on the cheek, and a, "Good morning, sunshine."
MacCready: I never knew you could do that with Mutfruit…
Me: Me neither…