request: arcade gannon doing literally anything
being the cutest doctor in the wasteland, maybe?
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Here comes a tumblr ask for Jey! XD
Some good random wholesomes if y please (you know about with who lmao)
( An ancient message, but yes I do still know lolol
AND NOW FEEL OKAY TO ACTUALLY POST ABOUT IT ! DFGHJS
thank you 🥺♡ wishing you well )
( hhhhrghhrg god i haven't drawn yumes in ages kill me )
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“Here, you handle your own problems, or you end up dead.” for your consideration?
“Here, you handle your own problems, or you end up dead.” Arcade said solemnly, “That’s my guess for why Benny ran. His solution to his problems is to run away from them.”
Dusty Colter couldn’t help but agree, watching the flashing neon lights that ran along the side of The Tops Casino. They were rhythmic, somewhere between hypnotising and nauseating. Just like this Benny character. Dusty couldn’t help but be reminded of those bugs coloured as if they were poisoned with the way this man behaved.
“Can’t say I blame ‘im,” He mused, “Ain’t exactly the most welcoming place, huh?”
“Oh it’s welcoming alright,” Arcade stiffly sat beside Dusty, squinting up at the Lucky 38, “Up until your pockets are empty, then they say you’re freeloading.”
“Same ol’ shit as the NCR if you ask me.”
“Well, it’s not the Followers, no,” Arcade said, “It may be the best hope for the region overall, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t have its own pack of problems, so to speak.”
Dusty watched the light show for a few seconds more before a smile caught on the corner of his lips. He eyed Arcade mischievously, “Was that a pun?”
"Oh no, I swore off puns years ago. I think Julie could have killed me for saying a man who'd lost his left arm was 'all right'."
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