#FO4

[scaradeus]

so sorry i died ! i miss you so much !

johnny doodle bc i miss him again and i wanted to draw myself something in between commissions.

[rad-roche]

VITAL and ESSENTIAL info on the comic

cheek dimple

[somethingaboutmint]

Živa having a normal one

[maiamars]

i don't remember posting those version but anyway what a girl have to do to draw something that works for her

[deacons-bestie]

My favorite Deacon quote.

[thefalloutwiki]

"I'm here to pick up an order. Two large pepperoni and a calzone. Name is 'Fuck you.' " -Nate (Fallout 4)

[blackmoonowl]

Could I request some comfy cuddly fluff with Nick Valentine or John Hancock from Fallout 4, with the prompt 4?

"Did you enjoy yourself last night?"

Pairing: John Hancock x reader (fallout 4)

Content warning: I mean come on, this is Hancock, chems/drug use, drinking, nudity, mentions of intercourse. Viewers discretion is very much advised.

Authors note: Did Hancock, but will do one with Nick Valentine if requested. This didn't really turn out how I liked but hey no one read these anyway so fuck it, we ball.

Word count: 643

The first rays of sunlight shone through the boarded-up windows.

Hancock's head was pounding from last night, though he could hardly complain. He let out a small groan, turning onto his side so he could spoon you. Memories of the night before slowly crept back into the ghouls’ mind as his fingers trailed over your bare thigh. His foot kicked away an empty chem canister as his breath hit your ear, causing you to stir slightly.

The entire floor was littered with clothes, chems, booze and whatever else the two of you could get your hands on. He had been quite eager to give you a glimpse into his lifestyle.

"Mornin', sunshine," the ghoul mayor muttered in your ear. "Did I wake ya?" He felt you shift against him, his hand gripping your thigh a little bit tighter.

"No, it's fine, was waking up anyway." Your voice sounded a bit rough. Your head was pounding and you still felt slightly disoriented. Hancock chuckled lowly as he heard you grunt.

"That's a hangover for you, you'll get used to it," he assured you with a light pat. He could feel his radiation burned and misshapen skin pressed against your soft and smoother form. His pitch-black eyes had narrowed as the sun crept further up. Life went on in Goodneighbor, not that it ever quieted down at night.

"Suppose you're all too familiar with it," you jabbed back, nudging him with your elbow. Hancock responded by pinching your skin lightly, pulling you even closer.

"Shouldn't you be getting up?" You questioned, turning your head slightly. "Surely the mayor has some important tasks he needs to be doing."

Hancock let out a scoff at that, his eyes trailing over the many bites, bruises and other hickeys covering your body thanks to him.

"Ain't no place I'd rather be than with you. They'll manage a day without me." The ghoul watched as you tried to sit up. The pounding in your head increased as you groaned. The idea had been to get on your feet, to walk past the empty bottles and containers. But it felt like your cranium was being split open. You ultimately gave up, flopping back onto the bed, and halfway onto your lover.

Hancock wrapped his arms around you, rolling over so you laid on his chest properly. His hand came up to massage your scalp. His mouth brushed against your ear as he spoke again.

"Did you enjoy yourself last night?"

"Yeah," you muttered. "Regretting it now, though. Feels like someone's putting an axe in the back of my head."

"You sure weren't complaining last night," the mayor snickered. "You were real eager to get me home after we took all those-"

"Yeah yeah I get it," you grumbled as you covered his mouth, turning his head away, pink dusting your cheeks. Hancock lightly took one of your fingers between his his teeth, tugging on it lightly to get more of a reaction out of you. You huffed as you watched him, gently pulling your digit back. The ghoul released you, gently getting out from under you as he stood up. Unlike you, he wasn't suffering nearly as much as you were, much to your envy.

"Where are you going?" You mumbled as you watched him pull his clothes back on, putting the tricorn head back onto his bald head.

"Gettin' you some water, looks like you need it." He flashed you a grin, pushing open the door. "Friendly word of advice, don't get up. Don't fancy having to send in someone to clean the floor."

You shot him a glare, before your gaze softened slightly again.

"You'll be back soon, right?" You asked with a small frown. Something about seeing you so vulnerable and needy tugged on his heartstrings, a protective feeling welling up.

"Wouldn't want it any other way, sunshine."

[sanglitta05]

[twosides--samecoin]

I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of sum’thing has always been and always will be you.

mark z. danielewski. house of leaves, 2000.

[ceilingcow]

My one true passion lies in making increasingly esoteric products with the target audience of me, and this might be the most niche thing I've done yet. I'm just a fool for the ghoul, though.

I present... Hancock Mayoral Portrait ornaments! They're handmade and they feature my portrait of Hancock in a hand-painted, laser-cut gold frame. Choose from an antique or a new look for the frame, plus if ornaments aren't your thing, I have the option to get it as a pin instead.

Check them out over here! As a perk, all orders over $8 get a surprise bonus button from the shop, too. =]

[hiscloakmydaggers]

deacon photodump again because atm im bloodthirsty for this man. its unreal, genuinely unreal

[nukacoola]

mole rat

[rad-roche]

i purchase my home and go inside and i've got 3 caps left and for some reason my furniture mods have stopped working so i'm standing in a completely empty home save for the ambient woosh of home plate and a devastating roach infestation

okay well forgot the house in diamond city cost 2000 caps not 1000. staring at geneva across the desk like this with my huge but not huge enough bag of money

[jaxon-c6]

Now we just truly need either a location or a quest... or both

[nazzirithe]

"The Wandering Monk"

Part of a Fallout fan project I'm working on about a ghoul monk living in the once Chinese occupied country of Tibet.

The story focuses heavily on buddhism, and the influences it has on this part of Asia post-war.

This was all hand painted in procreate