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igimacigy · 7 months
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playin new vegas again
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irritable-dumpliing · 14 days
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I haven't posted here in a good while, but I'm so hyped for the new show coming out soon I had to draw my oc aghhh!! I'm rlly proud of how Joshua turned out (I sadly have a hard time finding more content of him :(( </3 )
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everydayyoulovemeless · 4 months
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New Vegas companions + reaction to it snowing? I live on the east coast so I don't know what living in a desert is like but I imagine it doesn't snow much :-D
FNV Companions Reactions to it Snowing
➼ Word Count » 0.6k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Genre » Platonic ➼ A/N » aw, nonnie, reading you're request made me laugh 😭
Boone isn’t bothered by the cold, but he is bothered about having to wear a jacket. He thinks it restricts his movements too much, which causes him to be more on edge about things. He'd much rather be freezing than unprepared, and he refuses to budge on his stance that it makes him less prepared for any possible legion ambushes. The snow makes him a bit antsy in that regard. Not only is he now easier to spot, especially with his beret, but his motions are also limited.
Arcade is one of those people who get cold ridiculously fast, so when it starts snowing for the first time in his life, he'll be in for a rude awakening. Living his whole life in a desert has not prepared him at all for this sudden drop in temperature. He'll be shaking violently the entire time and will beg to go inside--start a fire, anything! He'll be miserable throughout most of it, however, he does like watching it fall from the opening in his tent. He has to admit, it is fairly soothing, and when else will it snow again out here in the Mojave?
Raul’s seen snow once or twice before in his lifetime, but he never imagined he’d ever see it again. It really is a treat, and he can’t help but stand out and stare up at the sky in awe, even if he is freezing. It never snowed much in Mexico, but in those rare few moments that it did, he and his siblings would all go out and play in it before it'd melt away. Seeing it again brings him back to those times, and he can’t help but smile at the memory.
Lily adores the snow and will force you to go out and play in it because “these kinda things only happen every so often!”. She’ll bundle you up in some of her older clothes and teach you how to build a snowman, just like her grandkids used to do it. She's dead set on making memories with you and will force you to take this day off from doing quests to hang out with her. Just be sure not to ask about snowball fights. Leo likes to dominate in those.
Cass finds it to be more of a nuisance than anything, especially for the caravans. How does anyone expect to make it anywhere when the Brahmin are struggling just to walk? Don't even get her started on how cold she is. She hates every second of it and will spend her time inside the nearest bar, forced to listen to the excited chatter and watch as the crowds around the windows and doors grow larger. She's gonna need another bottle...
Veronica’s just glad her robes finally have a use for her. She’ll be the warmest person out there with her thick, dark scribe hood. She’s read about snow once before in some old Brotherhood logs, but seeing it in person really beats the excerpt she read. I mean, honestly, how could someone write such a boring description when experiencing something so beautiful? She loves it and would gladly sit out in the cold for hours just so she can soak it all in before it goes away. If anything, she finds this more of a reason for her chapter to finally leave the bunker and experience life outside.
ED-E gets an absolute kick out of it until the ice freezes his cybernetics. Then he just lays in the snow until someone comes to get him.
Rex will just sit and stare at it. But when someone walks by with a wool hat on their head, he'll go out and chase them. Only then will he discover how much fun the snow is and how much nicer it is on his paws compared to the rough, hot sand he usually stands on.
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danses-with-dogmeat · 7 months
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Kinktober 2023 Masterlist
Containing prompts for companions, characters and npcs from Fallout 3, Fallout New Vegas, and Fallout 4.
If you’re new here, welcome! If not, welcome back, lovelies! Here is the official list of my prompts for Kinktober 2023!!!
It will be updated and linked with each post, so keep checking back as we go to see if you missed anything at all! And please be patient with me, I’ve done quite a bit of prep work, so hopefully I can get all the days I have planned (28 of them, with one break day every 10-ish days) out on time, but if I fall behind just pretend you didn’t notice pls 😅
Please, if you’re underage DO NOT interact with this post or the links below, as it is all fraught with sinful explicit situations! Mentions of NSFW and explicit NSFW in links below the cut!
Be safe all, and I hope you enjoy!
Oh, and here is the Official 2023 Kinktober List, which I tried to follow as best as I could this year!
Day 1 -- Pegging with Beatrix Russell
Day 2 -- Tit Fucking with Rose of Sharon Cassidy
Day 3 -- Hate Sex with Amata Almodovar
Day 4 -- Prostitution with Rotface
Day 5 -- Collaring with Eulogy Jones x Clover
Day 6 -- Frottage with Tinker Tom
Day 7 -- First Times with Kent Connolly
Day 8 -- Breeding with Legate Lanius
Day 9 -- Stripping with Dazzle
Day 10 -- Sensory Deprivation with Curie
Day 11 -- BREAK DAY
Day 12 -- Somnophilia with Caesar
Day 13 -- Praise with Glory
Day 14 -- Size Difference with Uncle Leo
Day 15 -- Selfcest with Gary x Gary
Day 16 -- Semi-Public Sex with Reilly
Day 17 -- BREAK DAY
Day 18 -- Temperature Play with Red Lucy
Day 19 -- Threesome with Flak & Shrapnel
Day 20 -- Body Modification with Pickman
Day 21 -- Lingerie with Winthrop
Day 22 -- Exhibitionism with Harold & Bob
Day 23 -- Sex Toys with Neil
Day 24 -- Face-Sitting with Yefim Bobrov
Day 25 -- BREAK DAY
Day 26 -- Pregnancy with the Vault Tec Rep
Day 27 -- Masturbation with Julie Farkas
Day 28 -- Body Worship with Proctor Ingram
Day 29 -- Free Use with Dukov
Day 30 -- Breath Play with Sarah Lyons
Day 31 -- Aphrodisiacs with Edward Deegan
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littlebluebarista · 1 year
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Fallout Companions Poll info
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what-inthe-goddamn · 2 years
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lady-ginnie · 1 year
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New Vegas Fun
I was running around Freeside, getting sidequests done, and got attacked by some thugs. Next thing I know, I’m getting the kill cam as one of the thugs dies while on fire. I pop out of the kill cam, and there goes Arcade, running after a fleeing thug with a fucking FLAMETHROWER.
Excuse me, honey, WHERE DID YOU GET THAT???
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cowboy-yeehaw · 2 years
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Fallout New Vegas as Memes.
Warning: These memes have many vibrant colours! 
Arcade
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Boone
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Veronica 
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Raul
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Lily 
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falloutnewcourier · 1 year
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Companions React/Headcanons
Reactions: OPEN | Headcanons: OPEN
Finally decided to join on the train of writing companion reactions! Before asking me anything, please read these rules.
1. I’ll write reactions for any companions excluding the ones from any game up to Fallout 3 as I am not that familiar with them.
2. I will happily write for the more obscure stuff like the Courier Six and romanced Fallout 4 companions or the Sole Survivor and a romanced Charon. These help me practice my skills and are extremely fun to write for.
3. Automatically I will include (for example) Nick Valentine in any romance reacts/headcanons for Fallout 4 with all the other companions. Any other characters you want to be included in any of the reacts please ask!
4. I will NOT write a female courier x Arcade or a male courier x Veronica romance request as both Arcade and Veronica are canonically only interested in the same sex. If I do write a romantic request with them included, automatically the courier will be their preferred sexuality.
5. I will happily do a companion x companion romance request as I do ship a few of the companions together.
6. I MIGHT do sexual requests but it’s an extreme maybe. Just ask!
7. I promise I won’t take an easy way out on a request. For example if someone asks me to write the companions reacting to a Sole Survivor becoming a ghoul or something similar I won’t make a joke or an extremely vague answer.
8. I won’t write anything illegal. Examples include pedophila, zoophilia, rape, etc.
9. I try to write all characters as close as possible to their source but I will be taking some liberties as Bethesda sucks at writing. Charon is the one I expect my take won’t be the same or similar to other popular ones. If you don’t like that, don’t request him.
10. Finally, I am only human. The time I take getting to requests will vary. As these are requests, they aren’t my life priority.
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nightingaelic · 2 years
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Companions reaction to the Courier with the Strong Back and Burden to Bear peak just picking up everything in sight?
Eventually, the Legion left Nipton. The fires in the empty homes went out one by one, and the wild dogs and vultures that had gathered to feast returned to the desert.
The NCR sent a few soldiers from the Mojave Outpost to take down the crucified victims and scrub the outward evidence of Legion occupation from the site, but they didn't have the men or the money to rebuild. Besides, Nipton had a reputation now, as an ill-fated ghost town. Scavengers made up stories about it, caravans went around it. Even the Powder Gangers gave the place a wide berth. As such, the next time the courier came through with their companion, the belongings of the dead citizenry had been largely untouched. The pair stood in the middle of the town square for a moment, listening to the wind whistling through the broken doors and the brittlebrush, before the courier snapped the straps on their already-bulging pack. "I'm gonna start over here," they said, pointing toward the general store.
It didn't take long before they'd filled their arms with everything left on the shelves. Dusty bottles of Nuka-Cola, cans of Pork 'n' Beans, an entire set of wrenches, a single leather boot- it all went on the pile the courier was accumulating. Any normal scav would've been satisfied with that haul, maybe even overwhelmed. The courier just shifted their finds a bit, grabbed a screwdriver they definitely didn't need, and turned to their companion in the doorway. "Give me a hand? This place is loaded."
Arcade Gannon: Arcade, who was leaning on the door frame, folded his arms. "Nope. Not in the mood to be a pack mule, today."
"Boo." The courier stuck their tongue out at him and kept looting the place. Arcade watched them go, raising his eyebrows higher with every new addition to the stack. A baseball bat. Four pairs of pants, none of which were the same size. A box of gumdrops.
When they tried to add an entire crate of Abraxo to their finds and nearly tipped over, Arcade started to chuckle and shake his head. "What the hell are you going to do with laundry soap?"
"Don't worry about it," the courier grunted, struggling to balance the Abraxo boxes on top of the Nuka-Cola. The baseball bat tumbled to the ground and hit their foot, drawing out a yelp of pain.
Arcade stooped down to pick the bat up. "Set those down," he said, gesturing at their armful of goods. "Come on. I'll help you organize."
The courier eyed him with some misgiving. "And you're not going to pitch anything you think we don't need when I'm not looking, like you did in Novac?"
Arcade held his right hand up. "I iurare."
"I don't know what that means."
"I won't throw away any of your junk, Six. Promise." Arcade rolled his eyes. "But I am going to reiterate that it's junk."
Craig Boone: Boone was still preoccupied with the ruined town outside the store. The NCR had ripped the makeshift crucifixes out of the ground where they could, but a few had been sawed off, leaving a stump. The dirt around them was dark, stained.
"Goddamn Legion," Boone said under his breath.
The courier began handing him cans of Cram. "Tell me about it. What a waste."
"Every man wearing Caesar's colors is a waste," Boone replied. He stacked the cans without thinking as he surveyed Nipton's main street. "This town might have been full of scammers, but that doesn't mean everyone who-"
He realized what he was doing with his hands and looked at the courier in disgust. "I told you, Six. You'll slow us down, picking up everything you see."
"But it's just sitting here!" the courier argued. "Look, what good is standing around talking about how bad the Legion is, if we don't-"
Boone firmly tucked the pile of Cram back into their armful. "Carry your own gear, spotter," he said, grimacing. "Nipton might not need it anymore, but that doesn't mean you do."
Lily Bowen: "That's too much, dearie." Lily began to pluck some of the larger items from their stack. "Give grandma some of those."
The courier obliged, standing still so the nightkin could share some of the load. Lily held up the single boot they'd claimed with some confusion. "Just one? You don't need this, pumpkin."
"I need a new one!" the courier protested. They balanced on their left foot and stuck their right shoe out. "Look, the sole's going on this one. If I step in a puddle, I get soaked."
Lily crouched down to carefully cup their foot in her free hand, nearly tipping them over in the process. "Okay," she agreed, beginning to undo their laces. "Let's put your new boot on, then."
The courier did their best to stand on one leg while Lily swapped their boot out. It took awhile, thanks to Lily's over-sized fingers, and they put their foot down with a sigh of relief when she was finally done. "Thanks, Lily," they said, reaching for the shoe she'd taken off.
"Leave the old one," Lily insisted, straightening up.
"I can use the laces!"
Lily harrumphed, then placed the old boot on top of the general store's highest shelf. The courier groaned. "No fair, Lily."
Raul Alfonso Tejada: "No manches, Six." Raul sighed and put his head in his hand. "Nipton hasn't been dead a year, and you're taking what's left of it? No me echen la sal."
The courier made a face. "Why not? No one's here. No one's coming back, even if the Legion does retreat."
They tossed a Hubris Comics t-shirt and a set of plastic cutlery onto their pile. "Finders keepers."
"We both know you don't need plastic spoons," Raul said flatly. "Let the town rest, Six. Your pack's already full, anyway."
"Fine." The courier rolled their eyes and put the cutlery back. "I'll leave everything else, but clothes, food and ammo are fair game. Órale?"
Raul grunted, but it wasn't an objection. The courier began stashing the other non-necessities on open shelves, sneaking the odd small tool or piece of tech into their pack as they went. Raul caught their attempts to be sneaky, but he knew by now that pointing it out wasn't worth the effort. They had sticky fingers, and guilt wasn't something they were known to dwell on. Not like him, anyway.
Rose of Sharon Cassidy: "Just don't grab so much that you can't reach your holster," Cass cautioned them. She grabbed a nearby trash can and upended it, emptying it out for easy storage. "The Jackals like to hole up at that pit stop outside of town."
"We'll be fine," the courier reassured her, dumping their finds into the trash can. They wiped their hands and went back to perusing the shelves. "We could break every bone in our bodies and still be better shots than Jackals, Cass."
"Sure, but flying bullets bring in curious critters." Cass shifted the receptacle so it was resting on her hip. "The last thing we need is a mound of fire ants taking notice of us on our way to the outpost."
"I'd relish the opportunity to kill some fire ants." The courier grabbed a trash can of their own and began filling it with buffalo gourd seeds from the produce counter. "You know Arcade likes their nectar in his tea. He'd be thrilled if I found some more."
"Thrilled that he wouldn't have to kill the damn things himself, that's for sure." Cass knocked every box of bullets from the ammo shelves into her trash can and eyed the explosives section. "Do we need grenades?"
"Oh, yeah, grab me a few. I'm running low."
Veronica Santangelo: "It definitely is," Veronica agreed, grabbing the two remaining cans of Potato Crisps from a nearby shelf. She paused before continuing down the line of displays, though. "We're not about to get ambushed by Legionaries, are we?"
"Doubtful." The courier shrugged. "I'll just drop all of this if we do and pick it up again later."
"Got it." Veronica continued stuffing the general store's goods into her Scribe robe pockets and the crook of her elbow. "Do you think this place is haunted?"
"If it wasn't before, it is now."
Veronica tutted and pocketed some packs of bubblegum. "Most people in the Brotherhood say they don't believe in ghosts, but some of the Scribes get really jumpy about looking through old ruins. Something about being disrespectful? I don't know, I think it's really about avoiding any leftover security turrets or sentry bots. They're more dangerous than ghosts, anyway."
"Have you actually seen a ghost, while looking for supplies?" the courier asked from behind a shelf full of broken tech.
"No. But I convinced some raiders I was a ghost, once." Veronica grinned. "You know that old Poseidon gas station, along the 160? Some Fiends surprised me there while I was looking through it. They were higher than the Lucky 38 penthouse, and very suggestible."
ED-E: ED-E flipped through its audio files until it found the Tennessee Ernie Ford song it was looking for. The eyebot began blaring the tune into the otherwise-silent general store. "-a mind that's weak and a back that's strong, you load 16 tons-"
"Yeah, yeah, none of that," the courier said, with a chuckle and a wave from the screwdriver they'd claimed. "The next time we run into some poor soul whose bot's broken down, and they need tools to fix it, you get to explain to them why we didn't pick up the ones that were just lying around in here."
ED-E cut the song short and let out an unimpressed blat. It began to weave around the store, taking in the various scraps of life that Nipton's residents had left behind in the struggle with the Legion. A baseball cap. An empty milk bottle. The other boot, knocked behind a collapsed shelf. When it reached the other end of the room, ED-E issued a few sad beeps.
"I know, ED-E." The courier sighed and paused, their hand still inside the cash register on the counter. "I know. The best we can do is use what they left behind."
Rex: Rex began to root through the items on the general store's floor alongside the courier. The cyberdog passed by overturned baskets of junk, slightly-used toothbrushes, and bars of brahmin milk soap, but he paused to sniff a large, burlap sack underneath the store's counter. He let out a low bark that descended into a growl.
"What'd you find?" The courier crouched down to examine the sack. Inside were several dozen gray eggs, soft-shelled and shot through with dark green veins.
When they held one up to the room's spare light, Rex's growling became interspersed with curious snuffling. "Don't worry, bud, radscorpion eggs don't hatch unless they're left out in the sun," the courier reassured the dog, turning the egg this way and that. "Good find, though. We can stop by Ruby's on our way through Primm."
They added the sack of eggs to their growing stack. The pair didn't leave the store until both were weighed down with loot, jingling and clanking with every step into the Mojave.
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nukacoola · 1 year
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igimacigy · 1 year
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Burned man's wisdoms
First wisdom is here
Yea Graham's cool
Anyway have a great day ya'll
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Hey, could you do max luck couriour telling the nv companions that they got all of their money via blackjack?
Indeed I can! I also included some other friends from the Mojave.
Fallout New Vegas Companions React to the Courier being a successful Gambling Addict
The courier and friends are reclining at the top of the lucky 38. All chat as the re-opened casino bustles below them. The courier tosses each companion a cap, and states
"I earned all of this gambling. 'Till I basically owned the Strip, I was banned from every Casino in the Mojave. I even got banned from a Ghost Casino in the North."
Arcade: "Look mailman, I like believing you and your crazy stories, but I refuse to believe that gambling, in Vegas no less, ever did any good for a common guy. I just don't buy it!"
Boone: "Like shit you did. Now I'm not one to judge where people get their earnings, but I don't buy the fact that you just pulled fifty thousand caps out of these casinos collective ass."
ED-E: Disbelieving beeps
Mr. House: "Don't pretend like this was some stroke of luck. My securitrons watched you at the Blackjack tables - you're a card counter, and a genius one at that, but don't go selling your story as just blind luck. Remember, without God-like computer chips in the brain calculating probabilities on the fly, the House always wins.
Raul: "Look Boss, I'm not gonna say I don't believe you, but I really don't believe you. There's no way you made that much by betting right every time. I just don't buy it. Still, I've learned not to question it."
Rex: Proud Barks
Tabitha: "GRANDMA ALWAYS RAISED A SMART LITTLE KID. I BELIEVE IT. DON'T EVER DOUBT THE COURIER EVER AGAIN. THEY ARE ONE IN A MILLION."
Veronica: "I knew you didn't actually run ten thousand caravan jobs! Man, a professional gambler? That's really cool. I can see you in my mind: hands touching your head, psychic powers predicting the next card...or just what ol' Computer Man said. Still cool!!
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totww · 1 year
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Rules And Masterpost
RULES
Games
Fallout 3
Fallout New Vegas
Fallout 4
I will do
Oneshots (sometimes)
Art (sometimes)
NSFW (occasionally)
Headcanons
Rambles about characters
Anything to do with my ocs
I won't do
Most things with non-con, dub-con, incest, etc.
WILL ADD UPDATES WHEN I SEE FIT
MASTERPOST
Nothing so far
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danses-with-dogmeat · 8 months
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Y is for -- Yes Man
Yay! Golly, who doesn't love Yes Man? He's just such a sarcastic little sweetheart and I'm not immune to his adorable, securitron charms. So, here's this!
I hope you all enjoy!
And with this, that's it!!
Thank you all so much for being a part of my lil 2k celebration! It was so amazing seeing everyone's reactions to these prompts, and literally SUCH a treat to write for some of these more "unfamiliar" characters! Love you all, and thank you so much for celebrating with me!
Next event updates will be coming... very soon 👀 So stay tuned for that! ❤️😊
And here is the 2k event masterlist, for your browsing pleasure!
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Pair: Yes Man & Reader
Dialogue: “Promise me you’ll still be here when I wake up.”
Word: Yours
Rating: SFW
Category: Hurt/Comfort
Word Count: 1.7k
You paced back and forth around the hotel room, the only sound the scuffling of your slippered feet and the scrawl of your pen over the legal pad in your hands. 
“Is it enough, though? Did we even cover the–” Your eyes narrowed as you looked over your scribbled notes, trying (and failing) to blink the sleep from them as you attempted to decipher the chicken scratch upon the page. “The Boomers? What’re we doing about them when we take power, I mean, I haven’t even met with them yet, what if I get–” 
“Yep, we sure did talk about them, Six! Remember? In the first meeting we had today! The one at 4 in the morning that you insisted on! You remember now?” 
“The one… oh yeah, I do now.” You chuckled, flipping through the papers on your pad to the notes you’d taken-- what was it now, ten hours ago? 
My handwriting was much easier to read this morning, that’s for sure…
“‘Send a securitron with a note…' oh yeah, that was a decent idea.” 
“Sure was!” Yes Man agreed with that same dopey, optimistic smile permanently etched upon his face. 
After so long a day, the smile became much harder to believe. 
“Definitely get your best ideas after having slept a full night, don’tcha boss?” 
“Maybe…” You bit your bottom lip at that, catching his meaning through the words easily. 
Time for bed, boss. 
He’d never give you a command outright, you knew he couldn’t. It’s not what… what Benny designed Yes Man for, after all. Still though, suggestions he gave rather often. And this suggestion, most often of all. 
How many days has it been since I let myself sleep? And here? Probably never…
Well, not since that first night, anyway.
“Six? Still thinking of some wonderful ideas, or do you want me to go and get your pajamas for you?” 
“Still thinking right now, Yes Man.” 
Though, you allowed yourself the small reprieve of sitting on the edge of the bed. The mattress gave generously as you sat upon it, the plushness of it overwhelming you after so many nights spent down in Freeside at the Wrangler. 
“Might head out pretty soon, here.” You told the bot, with the knowledge that he could easily guess where you meant to go. “You can stay here tonight though, if you want to. I’ll be back early enough, I’m sure.” 
“Sure boss, sounds like a swell idea!” Yes Man paused, but you could tell he wanted to say more, you didn’t quite know how you knew that, but something about his tone, or maybe even his expression–
I really am starting to lose it, huh? 
Yes Man’s expression doesn’t change.
Guess this is what happens when you get 3 hours of sleep a–
“Yes. I think it makes total and utter sense for you to walk to the Atomic Wrangler through the strip and Freeside– which is known to be quite dangerous– at two in the morning without me by your side to help you! And then to come back here in the morning, likely as early as four a.m. to chat with me some more! I’m so glad we’re going to have someone as dedicated, dependable and quick-witted as you leading all of New Vegas real soon! You seem completely equipped for the stresses that’ll bring!” 
You pursed your lips as he spoke, your tired gaze resting on the dull, pulsing glow of his screen lighting up with each word, casting a green-tinged gleam over the carpeted floor of the Tops' hotel suite. 
“I don’t know what to do, Yes Man.” You admitted with a small voice, and heard the turn of his wheel as he scooted closer to you to better hear your words. “I… I can’t stay here, can’t sleep in this room, after Benny…” 
With a sigh, you laid back on the bed, your body aching and pleading for a rest, even as your mind cast the sensation of a thousand ants crawling over your skin at the feel of the familiar sheets. The smell of the room, the décor, even the sounds; the dull conversations and jazz music that were all blaring far down stairs, the squeaky whine of the elevator moving along its vertical track, footsteps pattering through the halls… Anytime there was quiet, any time you weren’t moving, thinking, that Yes Man wasn’t talking, you were sucked back into your memories of this place. Your first time here, with him. 
That wretched man who tried to kill you. The asshole, who talked his way into your heart through the span of one night, who made you feel… singular. Like you could conquer the world, and run the whole thing, with him at your side. 
Just give him the chip… Just stay the night… 
Do what he said, and he would give you the world, and his heart, all at once. 
You kicked yourself every night at the thought that you ever believed him. 
But what could you say now? At the time, you were scared, you were alone and angry, and then… Then you were in love. Quickly, yes, but still, you were.
And for what?
You raked your nails down your face painfully, and a deep groan escaped you as you were caged by your own memories in this wretched room. 
“Well, Benny… Well, that guy’s gone!" Yes Man piped up, "It’s just you and me now, Six! You don’t have to worry at all–”
“I know he’s gone, Yes Man! That’s the fucking problem!” You sat up suddenly as you shouted at him, and the bot backed away from where he’d started to approach you. “He and I were supposed to do this together! Not just me and– and– fucking you.”
You were on your feet now, and Yes Man was caged in against the opposite wall as you stalked towards him, with nostrils flared and teeth in a snarl, you continued.
“You were the enemy. You told him how to follow me, knew the best place for him to fucking shoot me and leave me buried in the dirt, you were meant to plot with him from the start, and now? Now... why? Why the hell do you care what happens to me? Why are you planning all this without him? Benny was the one who made you, programmed you, what… What the hell are you doing with me, when… When you’re his.”  
There was no malice in the end, it had all escaped you in the first bouts of shouting. Now, all that was left was a somber sort of curiosity. Honest, but dejected all at once. 
Even now, I’m still holding onto a part of Benny…
“Because, Six, well… I’m not his anymore. I’m yours! I like planning this hostile takeover with you, and I like the meetings and the way you ask my opinion!” 
You looked up from where your gaze had rested on the dull, red carpet, your eyes now meeting Yes Man’s optimistic screen, and lighting up with the glow of it.   
“Benny may have asked for me to be made, and programmed the way I am, but then… Well, he left both of us, didn’t he?”   
Was that… a bit of anger and, even, a touch of sadness in his upbeat voice?
Maybe I am just losing it…     
“He was my boss, but now you are! And even more than that, you’re my friend!” 
You blinked at him, feeling your throat swell up with emotion at the word he used. 
Friend. 
“Y-you really mean that, Yes Man?”
“Sure do, pal! We’re closer than two buildings snugly adjacent to one another! And I mean it!” 
A laugh couldn’t help but pry itself from you, and you nearly fell over from the force of it. Until you felt one gentle, metal hand brace on your shoulder. 
“Don’t know why you found that so funny, friend, but I sure am glad you did! I like to see your smile! And I’m not just saying that to be nice! I know it can be hard to tell when I mean something because of the way Benny programmed my voice, but I really do mean everything that I said! And what I said right now!” 
“Okay, okay!” You were still falling over, holding your stomach as you laughed until your eyes watered. “Thank you, Yes Man, I believe you, I do.” 
Somehow, you were back on the bed, sitting with Yes Man’s hand still on your shoulder as you fought to catch your breath. 
“A-alright…” You spoke, once you’d calmed down. “I… might be able to sleep here tonight. Maybe.” 
You bit your lip again, knowing damn well you were one bite shy of making it bleed with all the nerves coursing through you. 
“Just… Can you promise me something?” 
“Sure can, once you tell me what it is!” 
“Can you just… promise me you’ll still be here when I wake up? I know it seems silly, but–”
“Yes, Six. I promise I’ll still be here when you wake up!” 
A smile touched your lips at his words, and even with that feeling of foolishness at the forefront of your mind, you felt… reassured; like the sustained, comforting pressure of his hand on your shoulder. 
“Thanks… Friend.” 
“Sure thing, Six! And, I want you to know, I’m not just promising that because I have to agree with everything you say! I would promise it either way!” 
You laid back, finally feeling the fatigue in your body and mind take hold of you and force your eyelids to close and your muscles to relax into the mattress below. Still though, even in your exhaustion, you found it in you to broaden your grin at Yes Man’s words.
“Glad to hear it.” You told him, “And… goodnight, Yes Man.” 
“Goodnight, Six!” His voice was quieter, as he wheeled himself back into his corner of the room and dimmed the lights down, “I’ll see you in the morning!” 
It was almost a whisper, but still, the comforting words rang through you as you finally felt sleep take you into it’s comforting arms and lull you into a pleasant dreamland.
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FALLOUT COMPANIONS POLL MASTERPOST
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Companions are randomly assigned and have been chosen from Fallout 3, Fallout New Vegas, and Fallout 4, along with any major DLCs.
This will be a 6 round poll with each round lasting one day. Each match will have its own poll, tagged on my blog under #fallout companions poll. May the best companion win.
ROUND ONE:
Waking Cloud (FNV) vs. Arcade Gannon (FNV) WINNER: Arcade Gannon
ED-E (FNV) vs. Ada (FO4) WINNER: ED-E
Roxie (FNV) vs. Preston Garvey (FO4) WINNER: Roxie
Clover (FO3) vs. Strong (FO4) WINNER: Strong
Fawkes (FO3) vs. Charon (FO3) WINNER: Charon
Deacon (FO4) vs. Veronica Santangelo (FNV) WINNER: Veronica Santangelo
ROUND TWO:
Arcade Gannon(FNV) vs. Dogmeat (yes) WINNER: Arcade Gannon
Dog/God (FNV) vs. Codsworth (FO4) WINNER: Codsworth
Paladin Danse (FO4) vs. Butch DeLoria (FO3) WINNER: Butch DeLoria
Dean Domino (FNV) vs. Follows-Chalk (FNV) WINNER: Dean Domino
Star Paladin Cross (FO3) vs. ED-E (FNV) WINNER: ED-E
Jericho (FO3) vs. Porter Gage (FO4) WINNER: Porter Gage
Rose of Sharon Cassidy (FNV) vs. Lily Bowen (FNV) WINNER: Lily Bowen
Curie (FO4) vs. Roxie (FNV) WINNER: Curie
Nick Valentine (FO4) vs. Strong (FO4) WINNER: Nick Valentine
John Hancock (FO4) vs. Cait (FO4) WINNER: John Hancock
Joshua Graham (FNV) vs. Raul Tejada (FNV) WINNER: Raul Tejada
Sergeant RL-3 (FO3) vs. Robert MacCready (FO4) WINNER: Robert MacCready
Charon (FO3) vs. Piper Wright (FO4) WINNER: Charon
Old Longfellow (FO4) vs. Craig Boone (FNV) WINNER: Craig Boone
X6-88 (FO4) vs. Rex (FNV) WINNER: Rex
Veronica Santangelo (FNV) vs. Christine Royce (FNV) WINNER: Veronica Santangelo
ROUND THREE:
Arcade Gannon (FNV) vs. Codsworth (FO4) WINNER: Arcade Gannon
Dean Domino (FNV) vs. Butch DeLoria (FO3) WINNER: Butch DeLoria
ED-E (FNV) vs. Porter Gage (FO4) WINNER: ED-E
Curie (FO4) vs. Lily Bowen (FNV) WINNER: Lily Bowen
Nick Valentine (FO4) vs. John Hancock (FO4) WINNER: Nick Valentine
Raul Tejada (FNV) vs. Robert MacCready (FO4) WINNER: Raul Tejada
Craig Boone (FNV) vs. Charon (FO3) WINNER: Craig Boone
Veronica Santangelo (FNV) vs. Rex (FNV) WINNER: Veronica Santangelo
ROUND FOUR:
Arcade Gannon (FNV) vs. Butch DeLoria (FO3) WINNER: Arcade Gannon
ED-E (FNV) vs. Lily Bowen (FNV) WINNER: ED-E
Nick Valentine (FO4) vs. Raul Tejada (FNV) WINNER: Nick Valentine
Craig Boone (FNV) vs. Veronica Santangelo (FNV) WINNER: Veronica Santangelo
ROUND FIVE:
ED-E (FNV) vs. Arcade Gannon (FNV) WINNER: Arcade Gannon
Nick Valentine (FO4) vs. Veronica Santangelo (FNV) WINNER: Nick Valentine
🔥FINAL ROUND🔥
Nick Valentine (FO4) vs. Arcade Gannon (FNV)
FINAL WINNER:
ARCADE GANNON!
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Thanks for playing everyone, it's been a wild ride.
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