weirbeast:

weirbeast:

i think so much about how the sole survivor has the pre-war context to know that nuka cola is not supposed to be flat. they also know what pre-war food tasted like 200 years ago and not irradiated. the absolute fucking reckoning when they finally sit down after vault 111 to have a snack and a drink and realize theyre tasting a box of dandy boy apples thats been in a desk drawer for 200 years and an equally old flat nuka cola and they know the difference 

sturges or whoever: hey thanks for your help, wanna sit down and have a snack?

sole survivor: oh awesome you still have my favorite soda and candied apples 

sole survivor 30 seconds later: 

nuka-rockit:

nukaworld:

I have to take my drivers exam in 10 days so here is one more Modern AU hc for yall: Preston tries teaching Tracie to drive so she can pass her driver exam but he is a terrible teacher (cause he doesn’t have the heart to tell her she sucks) and Gage says that he can take over and lets her drive his impala and of course Tracie mows down every mailbox, flamingo and gnome decoration, bbq and picket fence that gets in her way. 

gage sitting on a shitty plastic chair on his lawn, watching the mayhem unfold:

image