#sirmanmister

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Noah 👍💕 or 🏥 LMFAO

Bros confused. How’d he get in that

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Wait omg I’m dumb, I didn’t actually press the submit button. I was GONNA ask about James Finding the File in your WIP tag game yesterday but then I didn’t lmao. Better late then never tho so: 👀

Oh lmao you're totally good!! Better late than never!! c: so happy to answer questions about this one!

This is the next part of Detective Amy shenanigans that begins like this:

Detective Lockhart’s office was tucked away in a part of the vault that few people came by, but that was fine with her. She’d never been the kind of person who thrived in the spotlight. She sat alone in a dusty room with one lamp, cluttered by the belongings of the other tenants in the building. The price of low rent. She’d rather have a place of her own, but credits were tight and she was saving up for something far more important. This was where she kept her most important case files. Out of the hands of the prying public and locked away for only her eyes to see. If only she could get that journal with the lock and key, and if only it wasn’t in pink with hearts on it… Then she’d truly have her information secure.  A knock on the door sounded as true and sure as any other. What poor soul had made their way to her doorstep today? “Come in, but only if you’re willing to do business.” Leo pushed open the door, jamming his fingers into the slit where the lamp cord came out, and mumbled, “Ammy! Give Capn pees?” Amy siged, annoyed, and got the Captain Cosmo action figure out of the toy chest next to her, “Why don’t you just keep on the nightstand? What if I was in here with a client, huh?” She handed it to him and he broke out into a happy wiggle. “Tank you, Ammy!” He kissed her cheek clumsily and toddled away giggling happily.   Amy pulled the closet door closed and sighed ruefully. She remembered when she used to be that young and free- when she spent her days running through the halls of the vault on her Mama’s shoulders. She took out a lollipop out of her dad’s old cigar case and ripped off the wrapper. It was getting harder to remember her. Each day that passed was another day away from the past, and another day away from Mama. Amy sniffed. She wasn’t about to let that happen to someone else’s mom.  The authorities Daddy and Officer Gomez didn’t want her working the Deloria case, but their explanation was lacking. It was fishy. (Or, rather, she figured it sounded fishy. The cops in the Silver Shroud were always held back by the law, so there was a lot they couldn’t say to “civilians”. Amy had tried to argue she wasn’t one, but Officer Gomez pointed out that even as a private detective or a vigilante she wasn’t the law. He had her there.)  Daddy looked like he’d had more he wanted to say, but he got called into a meeting with the Overseer. With both of them busy that put Amy home alone with with Ms. Beatrice (blech) and Leo. It was more like house arrest. They were holding her in her own home on a weekend when there was a mystery out there that needed to be solved! She was supposed to hangout with Amata today too…

And ends a little something like this:

“Sweetheart, what is this?” He’s broken. Sitting on Amy’s bed with the lamp lighting the room. Leo’s asleep in his crib/bed. Amy is scared. Scared that he’s mad at her, scared that he’ll take it away, she wants to rip it away from him. So she gets angry. She screams, “That’s not yours!” She jumps on the bed and desperately tries to claw it away from him. He keeps it out of her reach, “Sweetie- calm down-” “No! It’s not yours! Give it back! Give it back!” Amy’s hitting him, crying. James’ heart is breaking but he doesn’t give it back. He knows he needs to burn all of this. She knows so much more than she should. He has to get rid of this before she actually tells anyone about this, “I can’t sweetie. I can’t. This isn’t-” his voice falters because he’s guilty and heartbroken, “This isn’t healthy for you.” “SHE’S ALIVE! SHE’S NOT DEAD! She’s just gone! I can prove it, I can prove it!!!” Amy is so desperate, so desperate to get her mom back, to not forget. 

Amy is a little too smart for her own good. Thanks for asking <3

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MacCready Fanfiction Recs (Fallout 4)

hey everybody, nobody asked for this but in the midst of writing fallout fanfic I was feeling a special kind of love for my favorite fo4 fanfics and wanted to recommend them in case you hadn't read 'em. Because they are VERY GOOD and writing fanfic is hard, so you gotta give props to those who sweat for your comfort fics.

I'm gonna recommend my top three finished fanfics, and then two more bonus fics that are being updated rn. As a clarifier, these are all Maccready fallout 4 fics. so. keep that in mind.

im tagging the authors and also anybody who wants to join and share their favorites too!

3. THE FATHER(S) AND THE SON(S) on ao3 by @sirmanmister

I'm going to preface this rec by saying this: there is Fanon MacCready. There is canon MacCready. And then there is ascended!whatBethesdawishesitWAS MacCready, which exists solely in this fanfiction. The characterization of Mac is so well written. He is snarky, he is vulnerable. He desperately wants to grow up but doesn't know how. He has the most sick character arc in this story!!!

It's not a romance but instead a coming of age story where the sole survivor becomes a de-facto parent to Mac. The heart of the story is about how to raise a child while you're still trying to grow up yourself. The apocalypse setting lends itself well because the Wasteland is a place where NOTHING is beautiful, but the way that M!Sosu and MacCready care for their sons is beautiful. Which makes it special and worth fighting for.

As a fun fact, I read The Road by Cormac McCarthy for class a week after finishing this fic and I was thinking about this fic the whole time because the themes of fatherhood during an apocalypse hit a lot of the same beats. Maybe my professor would kick me in the teeth by comparing fic to McCarthy, but @sirmanmister YOU ARE MY CORMAC MCCARTHY <3

2. WORKING CLASS HERO on ao3 by @bluegrasskitty

This is the kind of fic you take with you to toilet, to work, in-between classes. It will suck you in. AND THERE'S A SEQUEL TOO YOU GUYS‼️

The sole survivor in this story is the model for the Nuka Cola girl. You know the hot lady in the spacesuit? SHE HAS A BACKSTORY. AND YALL IT MADE ME WEEP. During some point of the story, I sort of stopped rooting for MacCready to be the narrator and just wanted Nora Cabot to take the reins. When I tell you I think of this oc every two to three business weeks. She's an incredible leading lady. I can't look at Nuka Girl posters in the game without thinking of Nora Cabot, my beloved.

the sequel IS SO FIRE. It's the best reimagining of 'what happened after the institute blew up' that I've ever read. im gnawing at the bars of my enclosure actually.

A VERY GOOD PLOT TWIST I CANNOT MENTION TO NEW READERS BUT IF YOU'VE READ IT YOU'LL UNDERSTAND. AND IF YOU UNDERSTAND DM ME I HAVE TO TALK TO SOMEBODY ABOUT IT. HHh.

The amount of world building that @bluegrasskitty puts into this story is insane. They ARE Beth Esda.

As a fun fact, I didn't know that radchickens were canon in fallout. I thought it was a plot device made up by this author to excuse the ability to make cake in this book, but radchickens ARE real. When I was playing Far Harbor last year, I found radchickens and thought that @bluegrasskitty manifested them into existence because they had that kind of power.

that being said, I still think this author has that kind of power.

1. Atom Bomb Baby on ao3 by @starlightwrites

I think you dropped something....my jaw.

fellas. fellas. this is my comfort fic. You ever had a comfort fic? Something you come back to at least once a year to reread to feel something? the fiction equivalent of chicken noodle soup? this is what Atom Bomb Baby is to me. this is peak literature actually. if I ever figure out book binding, im doing this one first.

Plot wise, it's a retelling of Fallout 4's main story through the perspective of MacCready. But (and im wheezing as I say this) it's also so much more THAN THAT.

this fic author understands that MacCready is not a womanizer but is in fact a touch starved loser. and they are CORRECT.

MacCready spends the entire fic like 'uuuhhhh I dunno about this one, boss!'

ITS BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS RAHHHHHH

it also has a nostalgia feel to me too, because reading it gives me the same feeling as what it was like to play the game for the first time, years ago. maybe it's because I've read it so many times over the years, but reading it feels so satisfying.

The author spends 10 chapters at the end solely dedicated to an epilogue. I wish more stories did this. They go through the wringer in this story, and it's so deeply satisfying to see how cleanly everything gets wrapped up. MacCready and the Lola work really well together as a couple, so it's awesome to see how they work together after the battle is done.

6 out of 5 stars.

BONUS FICS !! aka fics that are still updating! I squeal with joy when I get an ao3 email about these: 1. Best Laid Plans on ao3 by @druidgroves - Georgia Tate is an incredible character and sole survivor! She was a teacher prewar, so it's really fun to get her perspective on the world. She cares a lot about education and libraries and I find her really relatable and endearing. It's a cool thing for a character in an apocalypse to care about! It also makes for fun tension with Mac, who's written as a pragmatic survivor. A great take on familiar characters and their dynamics. - And It's a great slow burn! I'm really enjoying reading it. 2. Long Time Running on ao3 by @twosides--samecoin - If you've ever thought that Med-Tek was too convenient an option for Duncan's cure, this fic was written with you in mind. - RJ goes to Canada and im obsessed with it. - If you're interested in fallout lore, specifically the bit where the U.S annexed Canada and wished that there was more info about that, I would highly recommend this fic. Twosides--samecoin put in THE WORK. The world building they do to explain Canada's side of the Great War is so fun!!! its genuinely such a thrill to read!

I'm tagging the authors who I mentioned, if you all have favorite fics (fallout or otherwise, I'd love to hear em!) Thank you for making good art!

[typosandtea]

EVEN MORE COZY PALADIN!!

@watchyourdigits @sirmanmister @ton-retour

[bakedbeanz]

Artfight attacks from the past week for @grimbothefool @biohazrat and @sirmanmister!!

[twosides--samecoin]

while my wip gently weeps

as tagged by @sirmanmister - If you have art or writing you're working on, feel free to share- The fandom has changed a lot and I'm out of the loop/unsure who wants to be tagged in WIP posts so no pressure!

bilbo taggins (I guess some of y'all now know why I have been using this joke for so long huh? I read the trilogy in the 4th grade when the movies were coming out): @edaworks @secondhand-lions @gardening--tools @shinox @blackmoonowl @bokatan @theanonymouscosmos @unrepentantweirdo @typosandtea

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Fallout Mojave cross stitch

The next Fallout cross stitch project is "Mojave", and those of you familiar with FNV will know exactly what phrase is being stitched here! (Fallout fans who haven't played FNV are just as likely to know it via osmosis and exposure.)

Another dyed Aida fabric to look aged and appropriate to the Fallout setting. The fabrics I'm using are wonderfully soft, compared to most off the shelf Aida that is stiff as a board, but that does make it trickier to keep taut in the frame. Still, there are some nice effects on these dyed fabrics.

Reply/reblog with xs-tag to be added to tag list (tag list below cut)

@rosespacesingout @the-lastcall @pvttwinkletoes @ajdkn @k-peasants @30-th-century-man @b1adelight @ss-bullseye @weewooitssmeb @darkfire1177 @funkylittlepenguin @molliehaswords @valentineenjoyer @typosandtea-reblogs @bleumanouche @sassenashsworld @violavpurple @holorifle @tindotexe @falloutuniverse @sirmanmister

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all of my vault dweller portraits from art fight this year!! for @pwuckduck @blackdaggerart @sirmanmister @spacejunksally

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I drew @sirmanmister ‘s fallout oc and I want to squeeze him like a stress ball /aff

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Wip on Bridget's Story

While I still don't fully know the direction on what way her story is going to go, I do want to play around with her possibly being in a relationship with Danse. And what better way to do that than to follow a prompt? I was also tagged by @sirmanmister to post a WIP, and I wanna thank her for it cause it actually forced me to stop procrastinating and get things down (i needed it lol) >.<

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Still no title for this fic!

Prompt: “Oh my goodness… You’re in love with her!” | “N-no, I’m not,” he denied in a breathy whisper. | She crossed her arms over her chest. “Do you realize you are currently staring at her?” | He forced himself to pull his gaze away. “I was staring at the wall. Behind her.”

One Sentence Synopsis: Haylen finds out Danse is in love with Bridget.

(I found by doing a one sentence summary, I tend to stay on track more)

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Words: 861

It was a quiet day aboard the Prydwen. One such a day wasn’t common, there was normally technology to be scouted out or ghouls, mutants, and synths to be rid of, however barely any orders were received that day. Some were complaining about being cooped up aboard the ship, others were taking the break in stride. There were a few retorts between people, mainly people telling the ones complaining they were free to go down to the airport and get some fresh air or ask for a day of leave, but it was nothing major. 

Bridget was sitting in the mess hall, reading a book she had found while exploring one of the dilapidated buildings around the airport. She quietly hummed along to the music of Diamond City radio that was emanating off of her Pip-Boy, as others around her also silently enjoyed the music. It provided a break from the hustle and bustle of the soldiers training and working, something different from what they usually heard all day. And considering that the mess hall is directly next to the ship’s workshop, it helped drown out the noise from people working on their armor, weapons, and power armor.

From the workshop, someone was staring at her. She failed to notice it, as she was engrossed in her book since she hasn’t been able to read in centuries. Inside the workshop area, there were a few people working on power armor, some soldiers fixing up a pair for others, some Initiates learning how to properly work on a piece from Ingram, and some soldiers upgrading their own sets. One particular soldier was that of Danse. With the help of Haylen, he was working on bolstering the strength of the pieces of his own power armor so that the set would last longer out on the field. However, when it became rather obvious to Haylen that she was doing most of the work, she was able to notice that something–or someone–had grabbed his attention.

Shifting her gaze to where Danse had his gaze set, she realized that he was staring at Bridget. She sighed at first, thinking he was just worried about how she was settling in here with the Brotherhood. “Sir, I'm sure she’s fine. We should continue working on your armor. We don’t want to leave it halfway done before we’re sent out on another excursion,” she said while picking up a blowtorch to weld together the new piece of plating on the arms. Danse broke his gaze and turned his attention to his armor with a small ‘sorry’ as he started working on the chest plate. However, the focus was short lasting.

Haylen side-eyed the Paladin as she put down her tools, before something clicked into her head. Danse never stared at Nate the way he was staring at Bridget when he had joined and boarded the Prydwen. He was the sponsor to both of them, and they were both fully capable of what they did. In fact, despite Bridget’s shorter stay aboard the Prydwen, she was almost fully settled in already. He wasn’t staring at her because he was worrying about her! No, Haylen could tell he was staring at her for another reason.

Haylen couldn’t help herself from teasing the Paladin. “Oh my god, sir… You’re in love with her aren’t you?” Her joking made him break his gaze for a second, followed by him scolding her, “N-no, I’m not! And aren’t you supposed to be working this Haylen? I’d say we aren't finished, yet.”

Haylen giggled while she crossed her arms over her chest. “I know Danse, this does need to be completed. But you do realize you’ve been staring at her for pretty much the whole time she’s been there, right? It’s gonna make it hard for us to finish this in the time frame you want,” she teased as she continued working. He forced his gaze away from Bridget, picking up a wrench to bolt the new plating on.

“I was staring at the wall. Behind her,” he retorted with a brief cough. Haylen smirked with a quiet ‘sure you were’. Danse gave small glances here and there to Bridget, but after being called out he focused more on his power armor. Haylen knew it was unlike him to focus on anything other than the Brotherhood, but she found it amusing. Honestly, she felt a little glad. With his PTSD diagnosis and his ignorance of it and him forcing himself to work despite Knight-Captain Cade’s orders for him to rest for a while, she was glad that maybe he would relax just a bit. For him to focus on something other than anything related to his work.

Unaware to the both of them though, Bridget had glanced up at them while they worked. She didn’t catch the whole conversation between the two, but she did catch Danse’s ‘I was staring at the wall. Behind her.’ She raised an eyebrow slightly, before shrugging her shoulders and going back to her book. It wasn’t her place to question, and she didn’t want to turn the peaceful day into something chaotic, so she just threw it behind her.

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Noah has an attack dawg

Damien belongs to @sirmanmister flats+extra under the cut

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Music Tag Game

Rules: pick a song for each letter of your url and tag that many people.

I was tagged by @sassenashsworld (I give many kudos to your song list! ❤️)

Now for my weird mix of music tastes 😜This was fun!

[A]pocalypse (Nati Dredd)

[T]he House Rules (Christian Kane)

[O]nce Upon a December (Liz Callaway from Anastasia)

[M]etal Gear Solid 3 (Snake Eater) (Jillian Aversa)

[B]ohemian Rhapsody (Panic at The Disco - and Queen obvs)

[O]ld Number Seven (The Devil Makes Three)

[N]ew Normal (Cooper Alan)

[N]ever Forget (Take That)

[I]'m Not Alright (Shinedown)

[E]nemy (Imagine Dragons)

[B]leed it Out (Linkin Park)

[A]shes (Celine Dion - Deadpool 2)

[B]ob Dylan (Fall Out Boy)

[Y]ou're Special! (Dan Bull)

I'm Tagging @adventuresofmeghatron @bleumanouche @chadfallout76podcast @danses-with-dogmeat @druidgroves @galaxycunt @just-another-wasteland-merc @meliza1001 @nuka-nasty @persephotea @perfectlypreservedpie @robogenko @sirmanmister @theartofblossoming

I've probably tagged a few people who would get a headache with their long names...so yeah, obvs no pressure 😏

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WIP Woh-Friday

got tagged by @twosides--samecoin to participate and thought it would be a good chance to show some WIP art that may or not get finished. I personally really like seeing almost done sketches or unfinished stuff because it's cool to see the process!

tagging @sirmanmister @druidgroves @lyriumrain @nukacoola @amethystandwine @descendingarrow @order-of-the-eye @sassenashsworld @voidbirb @incognito-insomniac @cassierain @ghoulghostly @rad-roche and whoever else would like to participate!

[typosandtea]

Also unrelated to the ask game but related to tango; I mostly know about them through your tags and I have gathered that they’re basically haunting a suit of power armour/IS the power armour, right? Please tell me at some point they can scare the shit out of someone by taking their helmet off and revealing an empty husk like in full metal alchemist it would be so fucking funny

@sirmanmister

BASICALLY YEAH!! they are quite secretive about their identity as no longer human, so don't do things like that on purpose very often, that said they are absolutely batshit enough to risk identity to scare some fools ahhaha They have also accidentally spooked Hancock while he was tripping, Tango had a variety of exterior panels removed for repairs including the helmet. they also had their robobrain arms out and were predominately using them, poweramour hands are not dexterous enough for many thing especially soldering / electronics! (Tango though they were alone at the time and Hancock was SO confused)

They are a wastelander turned robobrain, wired into the armour! quite a bit of the armour is modified so bit breaking is more annoying than usual. Tango thinks in biological and is software so can hack software to software when they plug themselves into terminals / robots! Because of the software melding with their brain they can also speak to robots like how codsworth can it’s very useful to overhear the latest gossip haha!

They are self centred and quite prideful, so appearances are important to them, they regularly repaint themselves and dislike being dirty and definitely dislikes being damaged!

Physically their brain is in the armours torso (where the thickest plating is). They also have 4 cores wired parallel for extra power! The cores are also safely mounted inside the armours guts away from stray bullets! They can disengage from the armour but only do so in emergencies as they are super vulnerable in that state! Robobrain head with 2 arms attached basically haha. The armour also has many sensors for proximity and touch wired along much of it, with sight and hearing being wired into the helmet, so losing the helmet is a bit dangerous because now they are blind! (unless they poke their robobrain head out of the torso and use the sensor on that), they have the fo3 style robobrain arms that they can use to repair parts they otherwise couldn’t reach, they actually see these arms as their main arms but people would understandably freak out if the dude in power armour suddenly spawned another set of arms haha so they use the armours arms if they are not alone, and while the robobrain arms are more dexterous, they are not human shaped at all so the armours hands are better at some things like using weapons.

They consider themselves evil (positive) even though nowadays they are at best neutral, hanging out with Preston and Curie and also becoming a minuteman will do that to ya. Has deffiently earnt that evil karma and reputation in the past though :| they were so surprised when Preston asked for help at the museum because at that point they had a carefully curated image going for ‘dangerous and hostile’. Continued exposure to Preston has turned them into a decent if murdery friend (they still claim to be evil bastard though )

here are some bits from their partially finished ref sheet, a recent drawing i've done, some silly head cannons!, and a silly zine?

[bakedbeanz]

Merry Christmas! Here's my secret Santa for @sirmanmister !! Their Sole Damien was an absolute pleasure to draw! :]

[twosides--samecoin]

WIP WEDNESDAY

My first WIP post of the year! Thank you @bokatan for including me. No pressure tags - @unrepentantweirdo @electricshoebox @thedrawbacksofbeingmortal @incognito-insomniac @omkdear @some27-url @vault-heck @sirmanmister @leavingautumn13 @happyhappysparkle @perfectlypreservedpie @charliesvarietyhour @valentineenjoyer I hope y'all are well!

So I've been fairly offline lately! I took a deliberate step back from fandom/posting online these past few weeks, for mental health as well as to focus on Long Time Running. It's almost been 11 months since my last fic update, so in anticipation of as-of-yet unnamed Chapter 12, I am working on updates to address clarity first, followed by punctuation, grammar and continuity. One of the ways clarity takes focus is working on custom CSS/HTML that should have been there all along so that my fic style guide is, well, much more clear.

My biggest takeaway about the early chapters is how little of the story needed to be altered; the biggest change has been more context about Jack in Chapter 1. I still believe in the vision. I thought I would cringe at some of the old writing, but that hasn't been the case. It's a really fucking good story! Long Time Running is a work that shows off my excellence as a writer, and it's been a true joy spending time with my characters again.

Wife @edaworks is helping by reading ahead; she gives me notes from a reader perspective, then I do a full reread and edit. So far, we've completed one chapter edit per day. I will be posting an edit to Chapter 3 tomorrow, and hope to release updates daily until it's time to post Chapter 12. If you've never read my fic before (and you want a MacCready longfic that examines neurodivergence; immigration/culture shock, treats RJ as an emotional punching bag, starts with Med-Tek being a failure, addresses Canada in the Fallout universe, has SoSus from two different vaults, the list goes on), now is a great time!

sorry I'm left handed lol