"See you around, killer." It sent chills down her spine to hear. When she was alone, when she had said these things to herself, acknowledged that she was a killer, it sickened her. If anyone else had said this to her, she would have been absolutely horrified, ashamed. So why did she have to feel so damn flattered when he said it?

Heartache. Rage. Breaking and entering in questionable attire. Hedonism. Cats. Existential crises. Copious amounts of substances known to cause bodily harm. Enthusiastic psychological meddling. Steamed vegetables. Vignettes on the life of Trevor Philips.

In the aftermath of a fierce battle, Quinn and Danse discover something small. Something precious. Something with sharp, deadly...okay, fine. It's a deathclaw.

With the Institute quite literally obliterated and her son returned to her side, Ashtyn Jones thought her quest was finally over. But, as her first story came to a close, Arthur Maxson's haunting speech did nothing to calm her nerves. It was time for a change, time for the Brotherhood of Steel to change. Permanently. Because, war? Well, war never changes.

Post-Blind Betrayal. Post-Canon. "Hey, Mr Danse," Shaun suddenly broke the silence. "Yeah?" "Do you dream?" Shaun asked. Danse stared at him. "Do you?"

Max and Chloe leave Arcadia only to find that Max has become paranoid, and Chloe is not acting like herself at all. To add onto that, they each find photographs that the other kept that reads a special memory held close to their hearts... Warning: Swearing and some sensitive content, girlxgirl

Trevor meets Michael for the first time in the woods in 1979. The two thirteen year old know they don't have a lot in common, yet they feel a strange bond between them. Trevor, not having any friends besides his younger brother, starts to feel an attachment to this stranger. (Oneshot, Trikey implied. Rated T for talks about being beaten up by kids and Trevor's dad.)