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What matters more: the burdens we bear, or the manner in which we bear them?

“The manner in which we bear them, always.”

“Our burdens are no excuse for the manner that we act. Understandable, maybe, not excused. We might not all bear our burdens with grace, but there are certain lines that still should never be crossed.”

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I touch myself whenever I think about you. More specifically, I rub my temples because I get a headache because you’re awful. 

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Who’s the real you? The person who did something awful, or the one who’s horrified by the awful thing you did? Is one part of you allowed to forgive the other?

Rebecca Stead, Goodbye Stranger (via wordsnquotes)

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thefirstofthevigilant:

Ichiro’s eyes narrowed behind the black fabric of his mask. The Kid was even denser than he’d assumed. Gloved hands curled into fists in frustration. “I WOULDN’T FUCKING INVADE ‘UNFAMILIAR TERRITORY’ IN THE FIRST PLACE!” He shouted, the volume threatening to stir the guards he’d left unconscious outside Maxson’s door. “You’re an Idiot and a tin-pot tyrant and I should have killed you in your sleep” He hissed. “Last chance to drop the fucking knife and listen before I get rough.”

Arthur doesn’t drop the knife as he’s ordered; he’s the goddamn Elder, he’s done his fair share of taking orders, and he definitely doesn’t intend on listening to some random asshole who forced his way into Arthur’s quarters.

Invade. Is that what this stranger thinks this is? Had it not been exceedingly clear that the Brotherhood’s intent was the Institute, and nothing more?

“Get out,” Arthur snarls. “I don’t care what you have to say. You’re a fool with no idea what you’re doing.”

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The old Brotherhood. The one that Owyn had run? The one that had nearly fallen to pieces? Arthur takes the frame and dog tags, but his fingers clamp around the wood almost hard enough to crack. No matter; it’ll likely end up smashed on the floor later anyway.

“You shouldn’t have come back,” he hisses through his teeth. It’s not just Evie herself, endangering herself by walking straight into the Prydwen as a ghoul; she’s a part of the Brotherhood from a decade past, loyal to an Elder and Sentinel who have been dead for years. She never saw the Brotherhood nearly fall to pieces in front of her eyes. She never watched Elder after Elder fail the Brotherhood in quick succession. She never saw the world quite literally crumbling around her in those years, the walls of the Citadel shaking as mini-nukes and missiles exploded against concrete and metal.

She certainly never saw everyone’s eyes fall on Arthur to get them out of this mess.

“What did you hope to accomplish, coming back here?”

Eveline was just as sharp as she’d always been. By not saying anything about Sarah, he’d said everything. It felt like a punch in the gut, the realization that the woman must be dead. Her hands were shaking, now, so she stuffed them into her coat pockets.

“She’s gone, isn’t she?” Evie whispered, a sad smile curving her lips as she stared at him. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have reminded you of that. I’m sure my being here has brought back things you’d rather not think of.” She shook her head, reaching behind her and taking her bag off of her shoulders. She dug through it a bit before pulling out a picture frame. She took her dog tags and wrapped them around it before extending it to him. Within the picture frame was a sheet of paper with Revelations 2:16 written on it.

“Here,” she murmured, her gaze becoming intense. “Take these as a reminder of the old me, and a reminder of the old Brotherhood, the one that focused on helping the people they served.” She frowned, bitterness slipping into her voice towards the end. She wasn’t blind. She’d noticed that this was nothing like the Lyons Brotherhood she’d belonged to. While yes, they had also had a problem accepting ghouls, this was different. This was completely different, and she wanted to let Maxson know that she saw this.

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so in conclusion:

the BoS is a shitfest and has been one since day one

Maxson did not ruin anything in the BoS

Sarah Lyons would not be disappointed or upset with Maxson for his leadership of the BoS

stop blaming the child soldier-raised twenty year old reluctant to be a soldier in the first place thrust into a position of leadership that people who look like they’re at least in their 50′s have filled in other situations for anything wrong with the BoS

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[ HEY WHO WANTS TO DO SOMETHING HMU ]

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[ hello everyone I’m here again bc I did some Maxson discouorsing on my fallout sideblog and now I’m all upset about how people keep saying Maxson ruined the Brotherhood

listen. it was ruined since day one. it’s always been not good ]

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There isn’t much light out anymore. The Prydwen might be brightly lit, but the harsh white of the lights make them seem even more artificial when the natural sunlight starts to dim. And deeper in the ship, there’s places where one can goo without seeing the sun for days, depending on the type of assignment.

Maxson herself hasn’t seen the sun in a while. Possibly two days or so. She figures that can’t be good for her health, but then again, when does she do things that are good for her health anyway? Like taking five shots of whiskey while sleep-deprived and falling asleep face-first at her desk. That’s definitely a low point on the health-mindedness scale.

She’s still a bit sleep-deprived right now. But there’s a great deal to be done (she’s been so busy that she hasn’t even shaved, good lord what a mess) and someone is approaching with an expression that suggests requiring the Elder’s permission or forgiveness, or maybe both.

“Yes?”

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Sole Survivor: Look, just be straight with me--

Maxson, monotone: I've never been straight a day of my life

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[ I should probably make a verses page just so people have a reference about what pre-existing ideas I have and plotting is easier if non-canon verses work better for the purpose of whatever thread we’re writing

just a reminder though that nothing about verses is set in stone, and almost all of it is changeable ]

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God help him, Evie doesn’t know. Of course she doesn’t. She left far before any of it happened. Arthur doesn’t know what to say now, how to deliver the news that Sarah’s been dead for years now.

“That’s... understandable,” he manages to say, completely avoiding answering her question about Sarah. He remembers waking up one morning and finding no trace of Evie at the Citadel, remembers Sarah’s explanation that Evie had left and wasn’t coming back. Even as a child, Arthur had understood how much it hurt Sarah to see her go, and the defeated look in Sarah’s eyes as she told him the news had been the most haunting thing he’d ever seen.

She wants to hear him say that he missed her too, probably. He’s not sure if it would be kinder to say that or not.

Several emotions crossed her face at once as she stared at him. So there wasn’t a chance, then. In fact, according to him, she was lucky to be alive. Pain lingered in her eyes for a few seconds before she could fake a smile.

“I…I just wanted to visit. See if you were here. Catch up,” Evie murmured, her voice softening. She was clearly caught off guard, extremely vulnerable in this situation. “Is Sarah here, or did she stay back at the Citadel?” Hope filled her gaze. Sarah, yes, that was her chance. Sentinel Lyons had been the only kind face when she’d undergone the process all those years ago. She’d fought for her right to stay, but Eveline had given up. She’d left in the middle of the night because they both hated goodbyes.

This was her chance to make up for it all, maybe even finally tell her how she felt. Feeling renewed by the thought, a genuine smile returned. “I know this must be jarring for you, but, I honestly wanted to see you guys. I…I haven’t been with anyone from the Wastes since…since Charon died..” she paused, her smile faltering. The loss was clearly still fresh in her mind.

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[ fun fact the deathclaw “fight” that gave Maxson almost all of his facial scars and necessitated the amputation of his arm is the single most traumatic incident in Maxson’s life

supposedly he killed it with just a knife, but it would be far more accurate to say that the deathclaw was killed and that Maxson was only armed with a combat knife when it happened, basically a “correlation without causation” kind of situation considering Maxson didn’t actually deal the killing blow (or any sort of significant damage against the deathclaw, for that matter)

one of Maxson’s triggers is lying down on his back, especially in the dark, and that stems directly from the deathclaw attack ]

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Unlocking a traumatizing memory that’s haunting you like 

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[ HELLO MIDTERMS WEEK sorry for the lack of activity but I Have Midterms And It’s Not Fun but next week is spring break so. that’s cool man

if anyone else is interested in doing some threads (I should say threads not starters bc last time I said starters and then after some plotting ended up. not writing the starters myself. @me why) hmu and I’ll answer as soon as I can ]

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[ I finally got around to editing in-game Maxson to headcanon Maxson as best as I could!

I actually broke the younger Maxson mod I had running in the process of making him editable in the CC but I just redid the changes that the mod put in place and left most of the other stuff intact so that his face didn’t get messed up (he actually has the “chin splotch” face damage applied, it’s hidden by his beard so it’s never all that visible but if you turn it on and off you’ll notice a spot roughly under the corner of his mouth on his right side darken and lighten) and added as close as I could the scars I headcanon him having as a result of the deathclaw attack, plus changed his body type to be far more on the chubbier side bc My Boy Has Chub(tm)

I’ll probably take a look at the scar mods on the nexus since I’m....... not all that satisfied with his scars (they should all be roughly horizontal, not vertical, and they’re all across his face not only on his right) so if I update him again I’ll post another pic

for now though, I have  shit ton of screenshots to use for icon-making ]

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[ I got two asks that are basically the two messages at the beginning of this; I loved them so much that I basically wrote a flash-fic out of it ]

FR: PALADIN AIMON TO: ELDER MAXSON SUBJECT: RATIONS CAN WE HAVE MORE NUKA-COLA VARIANTS IN THE CAFETERIA PLEASE? PEOPLE ARE GETTING KINDA BORED OF BORING OLD NUKA-CLASSIC.

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MESSAGE FROM: PALADIN OZARK TO: ELDER MAXSON SUBJECT: RATIONS TO THE HONOURABLE ELDER MAXSON, I HUMBLY SUBMIT A REQUEST FOR REMOVAL OF NUKA-COLA FROM THE RATIONS AND FEED OF BROTHERHOOD MEMBERS. THE CAFFEINE CAUSES INCREASED BELLIGERENCE AND THE SUGAR RISKS WEAKENING OUR COLLECTIVE HEALTH. PLAIN WATER IS HEALTHIER, AND MORE SOOTHING AND CONDUCIVE TO PROPER ACTION. AS IN ALL THINGS, I SHALL SUPPORT WHATEVER DECISION YOU MAKE MY ELDER. STEEL GUIDE YOU.

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Arctura reads both messages over and allows herself a moment to chuckle to herself.

The thing is, they both have a point. Rations are a rather crucial aspect of morale, and when food becomes less than satisfactory for a rather long period of time, even without issues of food shortages or insufficient nutrition, morale tends to drop. Humans simply didn’t like having to eat food that didn’t taste good. The rations also needed to be balanced, however, and soldiers needed a specific diet to ensure their good health. Scribes too needed a good diet, one that would keep their minds sharp.

Everyone needs good food. In this case, it seems that Paladin Aimon and Paladin Ozark have differing interpretations of “good.” Arctura sends a reply to them both, acknowledging their suggestions and thanking them for their input.

A week later, there are less bottles of Nuka-Cola in the fridges. But the Nuka-Cherry definitely is a new addition.