Fallout Wasteland PinUps wouldn’t be complete without Danse. The requested “my hand slipped” version is on my new nsfw (charodark) blog. The link is still messed up on mobile.
His wife, childhood sweetheart, murdered in front of him. Their infant son abducted by god only knows who. The world he knew laying in ruin, every single person he ever met is dead. Even the insects try to kill him now, and what the fuck is a deathclaw, anyway? He gave the strangers his blessing, but he wasn’t ready to go back to that place . The Concord home of his best friend sat abandoned, home now only to a family of skeletons… still sufficient shelter after centuries of neglect. It was a lot to take in…
Solider, have you been avoiding me? I can’t help but notice this is the first time we have been alone together since our last conversation.
What? No I haven’t been avoiding you… look I’m really sorry about that last conversation we had… You’re going through a lot right now and I shouldn’t have bothered you with… look it wasn’t fair on you ok? So can we pretend I never said anything ok? Look it’s been a long day, I’m really tired so I’m just going go to bed now.
so I’ve been agonizing over whether or not to post this because I’m not happy with it, but the amount of pencil lead on the paper is ridiculous. I wanted to pen it, but I’m deathly afraid of making a mistake and ruining it, so… It’s just… Ugh. In the words of DiMA- What’s Done Is Done.
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