day 1 without ao3: i have gone through all 5 stages of grief multiple times and have invented a 6th. i will not disclose what the 6th stage of grief is.
WE MADE IT FOLKS!!!
LW: You played me.
Desmond: Like the cheap kazoo that you are.
my brother in steel you ARE a synth
[cackles as the Fallout 4 fandom comes back to life]
AHHHH IM
I love when Danse says some really long-winded line with several adjectives and the most technical names for things, and then it translates to something like “Why the fuck is it so dirty?”




