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caladran · 3 months
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Starfield~
My penthouse home isn't ready yet, and will not be done fully. Because I'll jump into next Unity round soon.
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crualex-de-vil · 6 months
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Andreja Starfield of House Va'ruun 🐍🖤💚
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drakonovisny · 3 months
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the ambassador of house va'ruun is such a vibe honestly. he's been chilling alone in a dark snake-themed abandoned building overgrown with trees that produce hallucinogenic sap, not going out anywhere for years, to the point that the outside world had assumed he's long dead. but when they sent in spies to check up on him he decided to hide in the shrubs just to keep up the intrigue. i wish i got paid to do that
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a-cosmic-elf · 3 months
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Tales from The Viewport
a Starfield ficlet by a cosmic elf.
*contains spoilers for ng+*
“Hey, new here, huh? I can tell. Welcome to New Atlantis. I’m Nyssa, bartender here at The Viewport.
“Take a seat. Can I getcha something? I recommend a New Arrival, warm and sweet, with a little kick at the end to combat jump sickness. Just don’t ask for the recipe. It’s a family secret.
“Heading to the MAST district? I recommend avoiding the area; I hear there’s been some trouble up at The Lodge...
“It all began with the arrival of the strangest ship you’ve ever seen. Jim, the Service Tech at the port, said he nearly filled his flight suit when that thing landed!
“The next thing we know, there’s a shoot out at The Lodge, you know, Constellation’s HQ, heard of those guys? Well, sadly, you’re not likely to anymore.
“Security cordoned off the area and are staying pretty tight-lipped about what went down. But the word on the street is the entire place is abandoned. The members of Constellation have vanished! Not a single trace of them, only a handful of dead Va’ruun Zealots, can you imagine? Zealots, here, in New Atlantis!
“A strange ship, and House Va’runn, you can’t tell me those two things aren’t connected. *phew* that was one crazy day!
“I hope those guys at Constellation are okay. Hey, you didn’t hear it from me, but a UC Sec pilot told me their starstation is empty, too. It’s all too spooky for my tastes.
“And just when you think it can’t be any more bizarre, the owner of that ship strolled right into this very bar and hired this guy, Simeon; I believe that’s his name. He agreed to board that ship! That’s one brave guy, I don’t think I would have done it. He must have been very keen to get out of town for some reason.
“Aaanyway, never a dull day in New Atlantis, there’s always something going on. If you see anything else suspicious, I recommend telling security.
“And stay away from anyone in odd-looking spacesuits. Who knows where that Simeon guy is going to end up. I don’t know why they let that ship land in the first place. Just what was that security patrol in orbit thinking? Biggest case of ‘not my job’, if you ask me.
“I hope you enjoy your stay. Let me know if you need a refill.”
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lisa-and-shadow · 5 months
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I went to Sonny Di Falco's Island in Starfield. He is (ahem... was) a member of some crime organization's middle management who enjoyed a lavish lifestyle. His house is very "Miami chic".
Party time!
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Welcome to the Casa Di Falco.
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Who doesn't love a conversation pit??
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Gorgeous indoor pool.
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But most importantly. Many, many stripper poles. (A+ use of the ping pong paddle.)
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Breaking news, Sam Coe spotted in seedy strip club.
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I begged asked Sam to take a spin on the pole.
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Sam: Absolutely not. Me: Why????
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See the Aurora on the floor? I found 27 bottles in this house. This guy liked to party. Hard.
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aro-pancake · 7 months
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My dearest, Bethesda,
We need to talk
Now.
I'm watching my boyfriend play Starfield, and his ship is a bloody maze.
We can't walk around in there. We know "where" everything is, but we can't find it while walking around inside.
Let us choose where our doors will be! Let us choose where the ladders will be without having to add 1x1 parts. Let us make the doors all match. Let us edit and decorate our ships because I spend more time on that rust bucket than I do in the penthouse the UC gave me because it's worthless to try and decorate it only for us to loose everything the second we reload the map!
Give me a way to add a bounty board on my ship so I don't have to risk going through the cities and getting shot at, or worse: arrested!
Also, GIVE US RADIOS! Planet exploration will become so much better if we can listen to our Broadway tunes in game (that I won't have to pause manually for a dialogue), like, yk... FALLOUT! Come on! Gimme a radio called "Old Earth Radio" and put on some music! Put one SSNN radio so we can listen to the news and get some more activities! Give me original music from the artists we see posters of all over the Starfield!
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ronqueesha · 6 months
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You ever get so excited to shoot a robot that you start vibrating and mildly disobey the laws of physics?
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bearlytolerant · 4 months
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a stolen moment
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poptartportfolio · 7 months
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Shrike of House Va'Ruun.
For the infinite starfield, for the Great Serpent.
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riasfallingpieces · 4 months
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2023 in Games
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darkmessiah2000 · 4 months
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2023 has been a really hectic year when it comes to the entertainment industry, what with the writers and actors strikes and project delays, but overall we still got a lot of good content this year and I’m especially looking forward to what 2024 has to offer.
Suzume
Oppenheimer
The Creator
John Wick: Chapter 4
A Haunting In Venice
The Super Mario Bros Movie
The Boy And The Heron
Godzilla Minus One
Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse
Napoleon
Flowers Of The Killer Moon
Scream VI
The Covenant
Evil Dead Rise
The Boogeyman
Rebel Moon
M3GAN
The Last Voyage Of The Demeter
Five Nights At Freddy’s
Indiana Jones And The Dial Of Destiny
Haunted Mansion
Renfield
Talk To Me
The Exorcist: Believer
Guardians Of The Galaxy Vol. 3
Ant-Man: Quantumania
The Owl House Season 3
Castlevania Nocturne
Barry Season 4
Attack On Titan Final Season
Invincible Season 2
Ahsoka
The Mandalorian Season 3
The Bad Batch Season 2
The Amazing Digital Circus
Godspeed
Lackadaisy
Good Omens Season 2
Archer Season 14
Lawman Bass Reeves
Monarch: Legacy Of Monsters
Harley Quinn Season 4
Skull Island
Solar Opposites Season 4
Rick And Morty Season 7
Sonic Prime Season 2
The Witcher Season 3
The Last Of Us
The Continental
Sister Boniface Mysteries Season 2
Father Brown Season 10
Loki Season 2
A Small Light
Scavengers Reign
Blue-Eyed Samurai
Gamera: Rebirth
Starfield
Avatar: Frontiers Of Pandora
Hogwarts Legacy
Dead Space (Remake)
Dead Island 2
Star Wars Jedi Survivor
Spider-Man 2
The Legend Of Zelda: Tears Of The Kingdom
Remnant 2
Assassin’s Creed Mirage
Cyberpunk 2077: Phantom Liberty
Resident Evil 4 (remake)
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crualex-de-vil · 7 months
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Andreja Legs Starfield of House Va'ruun 🐍
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shatinn · 7 months
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Starfield 99/?
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kirythestitchwitch · 8 months
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Klaroline WIP Wed - waffle house fic - Eating Habits
Okay okay here's some Rebekah! 😊
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Rebekah Mikaelson sat down in her booth.
“Oh my god, is this where you’ve been?” She dropped her large, obnoxiously designer purse on the tabletop, scattering Caroline’s pens. “Truly, this is tragic.”
Caroline blinked, frantically wondering if vampires could have hallucinations, if maybe she just hadn’t noticed being bitten by a werewolf recently. “Rebekah?”
“Well spotted.” Digging in her purse, she pulled out a compact and a tube of lipstick. “Did you also notice that one tends to stick to the booth?” She squirmed slightly, looking disgusted.
Marcy bustled over, pulling her notepad and pen from her apron. “Well, I’ll be! Company.” She beamed at Caroline, who smiled stiffly back. “Can I get you anything?”
Rebekah paused halfway to freshening up her lipstick to examine the short, round woman. “Does everything here come with grease on it?” she asked.
The server’s smile went sharp. “No, we put the grease on special for flavor.”
Rebekah frowned. “Then no.” She returned to fixing her lipstick, Marcy clearly dismissed from her mind.
Caroline exchanged a look with the server, trying to convey some kind of wordless apology and mutual irritation. Marcy rolled her eyes but left with one finally squinty-eyed look at Rebekah.
“It’s a good thing you didn’t get anything, she probably would have spit in it,” Caroline said, reaching out to corral her pens in a pile away from her booth guest.
Looking up from tucking away her makeup, Rebekah looked disgusted. “Gross. Would you have warned me?”
“Not even a little.” She flashed Rebekah a smile as polite as it was fake.
The other girl offered her own version of the same. “It’s a wonder we left any of you alive,” she said, digging back in her purse.
Caroline tapped the end of her pen against her notebook. “So, about that: what are you doing here and how quickly can you leave?” Rebekah’s dorm was on the other end of the row closest to campus, and Caroline made an effort to avoid bumping into her when she walked past. Unfortunately, seeing her in Biology on Thursdays was unavoidable. They very diplomatically sat on opposite ends of the classroom.
“I’m hungry for a midnight snack.” Her tone of voice made it clear she thought this was obvious.
With a shrug, Caroline picked up a highlighter and started going down the list of vocabulary words. “Well, you had your chance for pie, I’m afraid.”
“Don’t be daft.” Rebekah pulled out a small, collapsible brush and started working invisible tangles out of her hair. “I don’t want pie, I want a nice brunette. Maybe a blond.”
Freezing mid-highlight, Caroline glanced at Rebekah and then around to see who was paying attention. June was busy with a table that had just been sat, and Marcy was in the back. The other tables had cleared out. No one paid her any mind. "Rebekah," she hissed quietly, "You can't just eat people in a Waffle House. Marcy's already had to clean up after some drunk kids who hurled on the bar tonight, she doesn't deserve to find a dead body in the bathroom."
The air of disdain with which Rebekah looked at her might have peeled paint. "What have the Salvatores been teaching you, baby vampire? I'd understand Stefan having no self-control–he never did–but surely Damon is old enough."
Caroline huffed bitterly. "Damon hasn't exactly been known for his self-control, either, historically. Elena's mostly guilted him into using blood bags, but I'm sure he has his cheat days."
Rebekah shuddered dramatically. "Ugh, blood bags. There’s always a plastic aftertaste, I don’t know how you stomach them.”
“Well, I’m not about to start Stefan’s bunny diet anytime soon. I don’t know how he stomachs the fur in his teeth,” Caroline said, making a face. Rebekah gave her a look she probably saved for unfortunate Dickensian orphans to lure them in before draining them dry, like Caroline was the most pitiable creature on Earth. “You know those aren’t your only options, right? Stefan’s guilt-fueled eternal Lent or the refrigerated donations intended for the injured.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder with a flippant hand. “I mean, I don’t care about that sort of thing, but you seem like the type that would. A Good Vampire, and all that.” Smiling as if that was funny, Rebekah seemed like she was trying to invite Caroline in on the joke.
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a-cosmic-elf · 4 months
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Just some starfield screenshots
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