Brutus/Radroach is a legionary, inducted into the Legion from a tribal background. This is his story from birth, to induction, to recruitment, and beyond. This story will feature a more realistic Legion, one that would actually work. Elements of violence, kidnapping, and other things Legion-y.

A lifetime of service to the Legion leaves more than just physical scars. Felix knows this. He knows he's a monster and nothing he can do will change that. Still, he tries. Tries to leave that life behind. Tries to make a living as a courier. But things never go as planned. He didn't plan on getting shot in the head. And he certainly didn't plan on allying with a First Recon Sniper

Stuck in the Town of goodneighbor and short on caps, Nate decides to take on a challenge issued by the mayor named hancock. Last 3 rounds in the Deathdome with his bodyguard Fahrenheit and win 5000 caps. The problem is she's agot the size and streagth of power armor, and is as vicious as a deathclaw...or is she?

War never changes... Under the Fallout, a pre-war housewife in every sense of the word has to fight to survive in a wasteland that could only exist in her worst nightmares.

This is a set of Fallout drabbles that will take place across the Fallout universe. These Drabbles will include everything from bickering super mutants to a normal day in the life of the Courier. Please Read and Review. I hope you all enjoy!

Written about the Union of Independent Federations

Are you one of those people who think that the Lone Wonder and the Courier are the same person? Are you someone who wishes New Vegas's dialogue options were more open and let you be a smart ass like Mikeburnfire? To be honest Zack's the Smart ass but that's not the point. Are there things you always wanted to say to NPCs even when you're mellow? Then this is for you!

Alexander Blackwood has saved the United Commonwealth. With the raiders smashed and Institute destroyed he plans to meet with the leaders of the Capital Wasteland and begin an alliance that will bring a lasting peace. But one man will take his perfectly ordered world and turn it upside down until Alexander is fighting to hold on to anything he loves. [MSSXCait]

The benevolent Courier encounters many who would help her in her travels, though only a select few can really claim the right of being considered her "family." This 'fic focuses on her relationships with the followers she comes to have in her journeys across the Mojave (but likely very heavy on Boone and Veronica. May focus on others, [can only list 4] but they are my favorites.)

A short poem inspired by the writing prompt: "the sky is on fire", and a deep appreciation for the haunting world of Fallout. Hope you enjoy!

AU. The world is a dangerous place, from the West Coast to the East Coast, living is an everyday struggle and survival is not guaranteed. The year is 2268, and a young Khan is about to be thrown into the breadth of this strange new world. War is on the horizon and Change in the wind. His Odyssey will see him across the Wasteland. (FO3 FO:NV FO4)(OC's)

This story follows some of the main plot of Fallout 4, is not "just another" novelization, and tells the story using dark humor and more humanized, grittier characters. Or at least that is what I tell myself.

My interpretation of the Fallout main and side quests through the eyes of various characters and a slightly altered universe.

"Nothing that was worthy in the past departs; no truth or goodness realized by man ever dies, or can die" -Thomas Carlyle

Every Vault was created to house humanity in light of a nuclear exchange, and those vault doors were meant to only open once the radiation became tolerable. Vault 120 was specifically built to grant the US a fighting chance in reestablishing order in a new foreign world. Is that possible though; when the new world seems to have gone mad? Loose Crossover... maybe.

Sole wants to find her son more than anything but right now, all she needs is a distraction as Nick works and the opportunity presents itself as a boyish man. MacCready needs the cure for his son but can't seem to find it in him to go, but when a stranger comes along he starts to trust again and puts his faith in a weird women.

An unexpected encounter between Nora and a girl sparks a tide that will change the Brotherhood of Steel forever

The story is a closer look at both the King and the Courier's perspectives with some twists and turns of my own.

Ordered to the Capital Wasteland to retrieve the property of Mister Robert Edwin House, the Mojave Courier comes face to face with a demon from her forgotten past, even as a new ally is forced to look towards his own future.

Follow the Courier after his victory over the Second Battle of the Hoover Dam, maintaining New Vegas and defending his new independent nation from enemies that still lurk in the Wasteland. Details of the story are based on my own personal playthrough of the game.

'Yvette leaned across the bar, fingers twirling a strand of her vibrant crimson hair. Her other hand fluttered against his torn cheek, taking delight in the texture of his uneven, pitted skin. "People will see," Gob stammered, "Jericho's already giving you crap-" "I don't care," Yvette whispered against his neck, delighted by the way he shivered against her. "Close the bar early

Danse hasn't shown face since the big reveal of his synthetic origins, but Nora isn't about to let him hole away forever. Not when Danse means so much to her, and not when there's a burning question that needs answers. (Soulmate AU)

All that remains of MacCready's soulmark is a mangled, burned-up scar. Nate doesn't know why he did it, or if he even remembers the name inscribed there - but Nate has Mac's name on his wrist, and that complicates things. (Soulmate AU)

Six months after the the battle at the Jefferson Memorial, the boy from Vault 101, now finds himself in the Mojave on a new mission hoping to forget Amata & find purpose in his life after lacking it ever since leaving DC. The Lone Wanderer finds his way to New Vegas where they will eventually cross paths with a Mojave Express Courier. Set before during & after New Vegas.

The words bounced around my skull like the ricochet of a bullet. I couldn't tell which one of us had spoken. Which… which one of us was laughing? I think we both were. I knew his words were true, but the horrors that existed outside of that door were far worse than anything that could happen to me inside.