nightingaelic
nightingaelic
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It's said "war- war never changes." Men do, through the roads they walk.聽聽Fallout-devoted sideblog of @bitchygumee 馃挍馃挋 If you send in a reaction request RIGHT NOW, you will be 66th in line
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Evil Peggy Lee: There were several boys like my Johnny Guitar actually
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nightingaelic6 hours ago
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I saw this image, and I just thought BUTCH! Not just for the jacket and the hair, but his strong face, that personality and attitude given off in this picture just SCREAMED Butch for me. I had to draw that jacket too <3 OMG!
It took a while, but I feel like it was worth it, I love this c: I tried to incorporate snakes into the jacket with the studs and with the belt, but you can only find it there, the other part just mehh. But I鈥檓 overrall happy with this image, I really like drawing Butch if you can鈥檛 tell.. I鈥檒l try drawing other FO characters too lol
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nightingaelic7 hours ago
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[sketch by @vectober]
The holidays are here, and Flanne is excited! Sure, maybe life outside Vault 76 isn't exactly how she pictured it to be. Yes, there may be giant bat creatures flying around vaporizing everything in the way, and yes, maybe she hasn't found Mothman yet in spite of her tireless searches for her elusive mothy friend, but sometimes you have to take the good with the bad!
The one thing that hasn't changed is her enthusiasm for the holiday season. Spending it with friends and family is always the best part, and her mom made her an awesome sweater just for the occasion :)
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nightingaelic7 hours ago
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its hancock babeyyy!聽
who knew beef jerky could be attractive?
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nightingaelic9 hours ago
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Merry Mothmas!
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My pieces for the @newvegasguidezine, they went alongside an article about the hoover dam so my goal was to make them look like photos the author had taken around the mojave!
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OTPtober Day 1: Autumnal
Featuring Fallout 4鈥瞫 Preston Garvey and my Sole Survivor, Charlie at a pumpkin patch because it can鈥檛 get more autumnal than a pumpkin patch.聽 Luckily, pumpkiny, gourdy things are some of the few plants that managed to survive the Nuclear Fallout. (: I decided to post all of my OTPtober art to my main blog since I posted the prompt list on here, and I can just reblog the FO4 ones to my sideblog.聽
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Lighting the lantern this holiday season. Deacon get your ass over here!
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nightingaelic2 days ago
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Day 8: Teeth
Vaults are great, if you were selected.
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nightingaelic2 days ago
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This commission is for the wonderful, incredibly sweet @vaultgirl2077 of Hancock and her Sole Survivor Maya! I had so much fun making this! I would definitely suggest checking out her blog if you haven鈥檛!
Thank you again for commissioning me and keep being amazing!! (sorry for not uploading here sooner!)
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nightingaelic3 days ago
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NV Companions react to the BOS Bunker going up in flames?
TW: Blood, massacre
It wasn't the first time they had visited the bunker often shrouded in sandstorms in Hidden Valley, but it was the first time they had paused at the entrance and the courier had asked their companion to keep watch outside. Of course their companion was glad to do so, even if they were a little curious, and they waited patiently while the courier descended into the Brotherhood of Steel's Mojave sanctum to conduct their business.
A mysterious, low-pitched noise began to emanate from somewhere underground while the courier was gone. When the Mojave's most-wanted player finally flung open the mechanical door that led to the outside, they grabbed their companion and pulled them across the fenced-in sand that surrounded the bunker's entrance. "Down!" they ordered, taking cover behind some weather-beaten rocks.
Smoke poured from the door they had exited, but it was only when the sand began to stir, each grain vibrating as blasts of energy wracked the buried structure, that the courier's companion realized what the sound had been.
Arcade Gannon: As soon as the earth stilled, Arcade rose from behind the rocks and approached the door. It still hung ajar, but the smoke had all but dissipated. Whether the bunker was burning didn't matter, the researcher supposed. The courier had buried it, and everyone inside it.
"I didn't think you'd really do it," he said, looking around somewhat helplessly.
"I wasn't sure I could." The courier joined him to stare at the door. "But I couldn't stop thinking about... well, everything. Veronica. You, your family. Other stuff."
"Sure." Arcade nodded grimly. "The remnants are a little safer, now. But I don't feel any better."
The courier hung their head. "Yeah. Me neither."
Craig Boone: Boone leaned back against the rocks that had sheltered them from the blast and looked over at the courier. Their fingernails were bitten down to the nub. "So that's it, then," he said.
"Yeah." The courier let out a huge breath and collapsed next to him, digging the heels of their boots into the sand. "Hope the NCR appreciates it."
Boone nodded. "Next time, don't leave me outside. I'm guessing they didn't take it too well, when the alarm started going off."
"They didn't, but I kept out of sight." The courier's head fell back against the stone. "'The last thing you never see,' indeed."
"How do you feel?"
The courier sat up and looked at Boone like he'd sprouted a second head. "How do I feel? You have never asked me that before."
Boone grimaced. "Then forget it."
Lily Bowen: Lily sniffed the air. "Did someone down there leave the stove on, dearie?"
"Something like that," the courier answered breathlessly. They peeked over the rocks at the door they had just come flying through. "I think we're safe, now."
Lily stood and helped them up with a gentle tug that still brought them upright faster than she'd intended. "All finished down below? Grandma's getting hungry, and there are radscorpions about today."
The courier patted their stomach. "Funnily enough, I'm hungry too. You'd think I'd lose my appetite after... well, anyway. Should we hit the road?"
Lily smiled. "Lead the way, pumpkin. You're so good at finding it."
Raul Alfonso Tejada: Raul poked his head up from behind the rocks as soon as he was sure no power-armored figures were about to come rushing at him. "Well, boss, you know I'm no fan of los chicos de acero, but I'd say you might have made the wrong choice today," he said.
"How do you figure?" the courier asked, shaking sand out of their coat.
Raul shrugged. "Take it from a ghoul who's done this once or twice. You make a name for yourself, you become a target. You hit your enemy with a spectacular display like this one, he won't forget it. I'd say you've made the Brotherhood's shit list today. Permanentemente."
The courier gave him a skeptical look. "Creo que puedo manejarlo, Raul. Just ask the guys downstairs."
Rose of Sharon Cassidy: "Oh, shit." Cass' face had gone white. "Six, what the hell were you thinking?!? You just put a target on our backs wider than Hoover Dam itself!"
"What, a few guys in power armor have you spooked?" The courier looked over at her quizzically. "Never known you to care much for the Brotherhood, Cass."
"I don't care about them, but I know well enough not to tangle with them." Cass pulled the courier up from their cover and dragged them toward the nearest hole in the fence. "We need to get out of here. Chances are some patrol was out and about and got alerted as soon as you set their alarm off. They'll be hightailing it back here, and we need to be long gone by the time they arrive."
"Relax," the courier protested, tugging their arm out of her grip. "Unlike you, I plan things out. I hit them right when they were switching patrols over and hadn't sent the next one out yet."
Cass did relax, but only an inch. "Don't you do a damn fool thing like that ever again without consulting me first, Six."
Veronica Santangelo: Veronica didn't listen to the courier, though. She ran for the door they had left, cursed the way the soft ground swallowed her footsteps and held her back from her full speed, pleaded with time itself to slow. Someone, anyone-
The final blast knocked her over, and she fell in a whirl of tears and sand. By the time she got up again, the world had stilled and the chapter she had fought for had been buried.
The courier tried to pull her away from the rubble that had collapsed in front of the entrance, but it was no use. She dug at the rocks until her fingers bled, muttering through her sobs, calling out the names of the people she'd known and loved. They were still down there, she could hear them, she could rescue them if she could just shift-
"Veronica!" The courier grabbed her shoulders and turned her around to face them. "They're gone. It's over."
"I did this," Veronica answered, feebly trying to free herself from their grasp. "This was my fault."
All the courier could do was look at her, bewildered, but in the end, the Scribe was right. After all, it had been she who had hailed the courier at the trading post, befriended them and brought them home to meet her family.
ED-E: The courier had to snag ED-E out of the air before the final blast, and they only released the eyebot again when they were sure the dust had settled. ED-E beeped and shook some sand off before floating over to inspect the bunker again. It scanned the entrance once, twice, a few more times before zipping back over to the courier and offering up a reassuring blip.
The courier sighed. "Thanks, ED-E. I think I need to sit here for a bit, anyway. That kind of order... it takes a lot out of you."
Rex: Rex snuggled into the courier's lap behind the rocks, checking them over and licking their face. There was ash from energy weapons in between the tears that were streaming down their cheeks.
"It's okay, boy," they said, pulling the cyberdog in close to pet his fur and steel hesitantly. "I'm okay. I mean, I'm not hurt. But all those people..."
Their gaze hardened. "I'm gonna kill House."
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nightingaelic3 days ago
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Come on in, wastelanders!
Here for art?
Here for reactions?
Here for fics?
Anyway you slice the Cram, you are welcome here 馃挋馃挍
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nightingaelic3 days ago
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Happy day of being birthed hope you have many more! And cake! Everyone loves cake! Whether it is ice cream, tres leches, or pound cake
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Buh-bam! Thanks, @arcadeyatoma, I actually had some blueberry cannoli for the day of and intend to stuff myself with actual cake for the entire weekend 馃挋馃挍
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nightingaelic3 days ago
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is there a full version of your icon/header?? its so good i love it
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She's right here! Just a quick simple edit that @digitalduckie did a few years back. And just for kicks, here's the Vim, Sunset, and Fallout 3 Nuka Cola edits of our other ghoul ladies as well!
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