#m. bobbie

[beginagaiin]

“This rain is going to kill me,” Bobbie groaned, holding a hand to his forehead. It turned out that a previously fractured skull had the same fun side effect of any other broken bone. The rain made it fucking hurt.

[alivedean]

911 + text posts → 9/?

[b0bbynash]

[mythtakens]

9-1-1 || Star Trek TOS S1E28, The City on the Edge of Forever

[zunaki]

Halloween at the 118 < 3

[undercovercannibal]

THAT'S HIS WIFE 📢

[venturetime]

The Paper Mario series turns 24 years old today!

To celebrate, I drew Mario with all his travel companions from both Nintendo Switch entries!

[911verse]

You earned it.

Eddie Diaz and Bobby Nash 9-1-1 ✦ Starting Over

[buck2eddie]

[donutz]

Yandere Smiling Critters x male child reader[pt. 2]

Requests from Tumblr and Wattpad—!, but not really

(Minus the fact I didn't include you being turned)

—☆You are a human in this

Sadly, you couldn’t stay here forever.

You are home now. Adopted. You did spend your time at Playcare for a couple of years though, everybody knew you, everybody in Playcare that is. The critters and kids knew you, the staff knew you, Miss Delight knew you.

So you had a mark on the place when it was time for you to leave. To get your own house. You were happy to get a home, but sad you had to leave your friends behind.

Maybe you could revisit this place again. Come back. But you couldn’t.

Something happened.

8/8/1995

You don’t know what happened that day, but you guess it was something pretty bad. It caused the whole company to shut down. You no longer saw any commercials of the toys.

Rumors were spread around, maybe somebody died, maybe a toy hurt somebody, maybe.. Maybe an experiment happened.

Anyways. There was a letter. A letter in the mail, something that related to your old home. Find the flower?

.

.

.

Sure. Why not, you were seventeen, you can handle yourself.

Which is something you shouldn’t have ever thought, after what you’ve been through.

It’s been scary. You haven’t died yet, but death has wanted to shake your hand a few times.

You almost bumped your head on a metal pipe while passing through a dark hallway, nearly broke your leg because you wanted to jump off a platform, wanting things to go by faster.

You’ve been chased through vents, and ended up at a dead end. You didn’t know what to do. You almost got shredded. But, were spared.

“.. Huggy?” He stared at you, maybe he recognizes you, even after all these years.

He didn’t kill you. He let you down on the second level of the metal stairways with his arm, and went back to where he originally was.

Then you were solving puzzles, with a particular doll following after you.

But the doll got snatched up, by a spider. Mommy Long Legs. She did remember you, you were the one who wasn’t so good at the games..(for the sake of your life in this story)

But she thought you left her to die, so she still forced you to play the three games. The first game has Bunzo! He was hesitant to kill you, you were the kindest kid to him when you lived here.

And for the first time, you actually beat the game! He was so proud of you! He wasn’t proud of his unfortunate fate in the future, but at least he didn’t need to kill you.

Then the small Huggies. They also remembered you, so they were sparing you. You also beat that game! They were happy, letting out tiny purrs at your success.

Then Pj— Wait. Since when were you so good at these games? The last I checked, you failed every single one of them! Fine. I’ll just sabotage the game for you, to make sure you never leave.

You could see Pj coming out of his pug-a-pillar hole, and you were sweating a little. Hopefully he remembered you too.

He did, once he saw you he stopped in his crawling tracks, taking a pause. He missed your younger adorable face when he gave you a small bump on your back, signifying that the ‘game’ was over.

But he unpaused at the start of the music playing.

You escaped. Out of there. That’s fine. I could just chase you myself

Three chases. You got chased THREE times. How desperate was she to kill you?!

You were putting the blue hand on the scanner, when you heard Mommy’s quick steps towards you.

You looked behind you— Eyes widening from her abrupt appearance. For the fourth time.

The door opened! And.. Mommy got killed, by you, by your hands.

A hand crept out from the thin crevice of a metal door. It took Mommy’s left over body, to wherever. You didn’t know what it was. Where it took her. But thanked god(or not, depends on your thoughts) at the fact that you weren’t Mommy at this moment.

Now you are somewhere. The train crashed, and you could feel the back of your shirt being picked up. You were sliding down a pipe, into somewhere.

You don’t know where it was, but you needed to get out, fast.

Doing some parkour, you looked around, and saw a long tail(plus paws) crawling up inside a vent.

“... Catnap?”

You went through some doors, and ended up seeing where the crashed train was. Going somewhere, you could see the recognizable entrance you went to at age 5. The way to Playcare.

You could hear the sounds of steps. Hurrying up you went inside the much smaller train compared to the one you were originally in.

“My name is Elliot Ludwig.”

Hm. Those words you could remember.

“When you look around at the world today,” You repeated after him.

“what one thing do you think it needs more of?”

“Playcare!”

Even at seventeen years, you were still mesmerized by what was shown.

You looked down, and could see 3— no. Five creatures walking or crawling around, resembling the Smiling Critters.

“Oh.”

Some of the critters could hear Elliot’s voice continue about Playcare, eyeing the moving train.

They saw your shadowed figure. Not knowing who you were. But a light is shown on your face.

Bubba, Dogday, Kickin, Hoppy, and Bobby saw your face. You’re back?

No. They must be seeing things. You were gone. Away from them.

But Dogday could recognize those eyes. Your skin, your curiosity, your hair(if your hair changed colors, or texture after growing up, then.. Yea, he still remembered you).

“Angel?” (Even if you didn’t really save him, he’s going to call you Angel. Because I needed a nickname for you. Y’know, because I can’t list every single name of the people who’re reading this?)

The other critters heard his whisper. … Maybe it was you.

The train stopped. But you were kind of scared, were they like Huggy or Mommy? Were they going to chase you down?

“Ah shit.”

‘Language.’ Dogday thought, dogs have good hearing y’know!

You were trying to find a way for two possible outcomes of being down here.

A) Try to make the train go back if the critters try to kill you

Or

B) Somehow reminisce in meeting your old friends

B sounded a lot more better than A.

And.. B did happen!

The 5 critters went over to the train, while you were standing there. Waiting for whatever will happen to you.

Dogday crawled over to you, it was you! Your scent!

He gave you the biggest hug while his tail wagged(really fast, it’s kind of crazy).

He was still fluffy even after these 10 years.

“Angel I missed you so much—!”

You were trying to hug him back, but a little too scared because of the critters staring into your soul.

Dogday noticed their silence and spoke up—

“Guys! This is Angel!! You don’t recognize him??”

Silence.

“THE ONE WHO WAS HIDING BEHIND PICKY..??”

“OHH”

“YOU’RE BACK?!?”

“I was thinking that it was him but I wasn’t sure…”

“ANGEL!?!?!?”

You were escorted out of the train, and were greeted by a bunch of animals pawing at you.

You couldn’t get a word in!

Picky, Crafty and Catnap came over, hearing all of the excited animal noises.

Now you were crowded by a bunch of animals. You were so tiny compared to them, so they had to be gentle.

So much noises were going on that even the smaller critters came over to see the commotion.

You were back home!

Now you can’t leave.

[beginagaiin]

@goseesunnysmiles continued from (X)

With his free hand, Bobbie reached down to scratch Cheyenne’s ears halfheartedly. Under better circumstances, he could be downright obnoxious about getting dogs to like him. Baby talk, weird noises, the whole nine yards.

“Thanks.” He sat up and took the offered items, though the Sunset Sarsaparilla shook so badly in his hand he had to set it down and swallow the buffout dry. All things considered, he'd gotten off pretty lightly for taking a bullet to the brain. If the only real problems were coordination and fine motor skills, he'd be grateful. "I'm surprised I woke up, too."

[alivedean]

911 + text posts → 8/? bonus:

[b0bbynash]

[mythtakens]

2x14 → 7x04

[beginagaiin]

“Of course it is.” He scratched her ears. It seemed like every other dog was named Dogmeat. Maybe if he’d met a bunch of cattle named Brahminmeat he wouldn’t think it was such a stupid name, but unfortunately that wasn’t the case.

“No, uh, this was a gift,” he replied to her first question as he looked at the picture she held out. “I got it from someone who used to live in the vault here on the Strip. Vault 21.” He turned to point out the sign to her before examining the picture again. The man might have looked familiar, but so many people came through here, Bobbie couldn’t really keep track of them all. “Why are you looking for him?”

        Dogmeat was thriving within Bobbie’s affections, and let out an excited yip. Lucy was taken equally by the man. If someone could treat a dog so tenderly, they couldn’t be bad – could they? With that, her shoulders relaxed, and her lips formed a smile.

        “This is Dogmeat; I didn’t name her.” Lucy blurts out nervously. But she honestly did wish Cooper had thought of a better name. When he offered her his hand, she noticed his pipboy. Doe-eyes lit up with excitement. Happily, she took his hand and shook it. “Holy moly! Are you from a Vault too?” After all, he displayed manners more typical of a Vault Dweller than many of those she had encountered on the surface. “That’s not what I wanted to ask – I just got ahead of myself. Have you seen this man?” She held up a picture of her father.

[blabberoo]

I think they look beautiful in a wedding scene🤔

...absolutely 🥹💕