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brahmin-lard · 3 days

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Just some old sketch portraits of the sillies

Bonus fusion portrait under the cut!

#willies line creations #fallout #fallout 4 #fo4 #fallout nick valentine #fallout john hancock #fallout hancock #fallout sole survivor #fallout 4 nick valentine #fallout 4 john hancock #fallout 4 hancock #fallout 4 sole survivor #nick valentine #john hancock #hancock #sole survivor #sole survivor: fletcher melbun #made these 3 years ago!#i prommy ill have more art of other characters i was just very hyperfixated on these three for awhile

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irradiatedpiratebooty · 1 year

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#fallout 4 #fallout #fallout 4 john hancock #john hancock #doodles #my art #great warmup #ive chosen to bully this man today

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sashimoii · 1 year

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My favourite Disney princess.

#fallout #art #fallout 4 #john hancock #fallout hancock #fo4 fanart #fo4 #fo4 hancock #fallout john hancock #fallout 4 john hancock

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fallout-through-the-crawlout · 1 year

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Hancock: I'm moderate and peaceful, truth be told.

Piper: Yesterday you threw a table at Deacon.

Hancock: Yes, which was a moderate and peaceful comprimise because I was initially planning to launch a table at that asshole.

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ghost-draws-art · 5 months

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I love Fallout so so much. I drew some of my favorites :]

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whatanightmaregrinch · 7 months

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Hancock x GN!Sole Survivor- far off victories

[omg is this actual words on a page?? Hello babies I’m back!!!]

“Hancock?”

“Hmmm…?” Your hands tightened their grip around his torso, and you pressed your face into his back. His soft raspy chuckle at your insistence had him gently pat your soft hand with his ruined one, and then dragged his fingers across your knuckles lightly. “I love you.” Your voice mumbled softly into his coat, and his heart (or whatever ruinous creature that had become it) twinged. It was easy to be gentle to him in moments like this, but he couldn’t stop his thoughts from wandering from the endearment; his anxiety swirled as he considered the time limit to your love. He was silent a moment too long, and your hands gripped his shirt, hands almost shaking in the moonlight as you took the rejection. You remained steadfast in your hope, that perhaps in a few months, a few years; he might come around to your type of love. From his slouched position, he took an extra long drag of his cigarette, before stabbing it out on the floor next to him. His shaky exhale hit your ears, and your grip tightened on him. The silence between you both was cavernous- wide and unyielding; until the faintest tremors from his rib cage indicated he was crying. Your lips pressed into a thin line, you frowned, and your grasp went from his shirt to the his hand that had long since disappeared from yours. He clenched onto your palm, and neither of you said a word as you coaxed him through it, his exhausted gasps and horrid sniffs as his whole body was rigid. Minutes ticked away until it turned into an hour; and just when you thought you’d done irreparable damage, he started to come down from it all. His crying got louder; but it signified he could breathe enough to let it out now, slowly riding the wave down as the adrenaline surged in him. He turned suddenly in your arms to face you, biting back a wince as his ribs nearly crushed your elbow as he rolled, and he thrust his face into your neck, finding purchase on you in whatever way he could. In this position, you wrapped your arms around him properly, trying to protect him from the misery he was entrenched in.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered, hands right on him as he shook his head into your neck; refusing the apology but unable to explain himself just yet. He couldn’t accept your apology; not after you’d been so open and honest with him. He couldn’t help but seek your comfort, your honesty, your warmth. Travelling with you, fighting by your side- it was something he wanted desperately. He wanted you desperately. But the lack of love he’d received up until this point was so low that he felt like an imposter accepting it. He did not deserve it. He could not explain this to you, but he felt like on some level, you had already understood it would be like this. When he had explained to you how he felt in the beginning, and you’d surprised him and told him you wanted something more with him, he’d nearly rejected you. How could you love a face like this? These hands, covered in the blood of people I’d betrayed. His thoughts drifted to you; and how you’d sacrificed so much. Your partner, your family- everything by being thrust forward in time to an almost unrecognisable, hellish sham of what your life used to be. And yet, he could not bring himself to be brave with his feelings the way you could, the way you faced each day with a tired smile, ready to make something anew with everything you had been handed. Perhaps one day, he’d be able to return your mumbled praises, tell you how he saw the stars in your eyes; how each hit of jet he took would bring him nowhere close to the nirvana he experienced with you. One day, but not now.

#fallout 4 #fallout #fallout 4 john hancock #John Hancock #Hancock x reader #fallout 4 Hancock #fanfic #slightly sad I guess but hi!!! here’s a little ditty to prove I’ve not abandoned you all #life just be stressful right now #whatanightmaregrinch

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4th-fallout · 8 months

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Hanock: "I'm in love with you." Sole Survivor: "You're also shitfaced." Hancock: "I can be both."

#incorrect quotes #incorrect fallout 4 quotes #Fallout 4 #John Hancock #fallout 4 john hancock #sole survivor #source: Archer

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vamporilla · 2 years

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Sole Survivor: I truly hate it here.

Piper: Now replace "it" with "women". Not so funny now, is it?

MacCready: Now replace "it" with "women". Not so funny now, is women?