Falloutoc Stories

Just a short fallout 4 story involving my fss oc Heather deciding to take a leave of absence from the minutemen. I love this game a lot and I hope to write more stories like this in the future. Hope you enjoy this read

Hello! It's first my non-Avengers story and many of mine followers are waiting for Brutasha, but I love playing Fallout NV so I want to present you my OC from it :)

Fallout Fanfiction.

This is the complex storyline for all of my Fallout: NV ocs, but very specifically my ocs Arkham and Scoutt and their relationships with each other, companions, and people in the Mojave. Arkham is a 1st Recon Sniper for the NCR, and Scoutt is a humble courier trying to get back at the asshole who killed him. This is their adventures in meeting each other and how they survive in the Mojave Wasteland. It sounds shitty, I swear its not that bad. I'm writing this mostly for my own reasons to keep track of the timeline in which my fallout ocs interact with one another. This is specifically for my Fallout: New Vegas ocs. A few of my mutuals/followers on Instagram wanted me to post these stories so they could read them as well, so here they are.

This is a fanfiction of my Fallout 76 Character Le'ana (Lay-ah-nuh). From the moment she emerges to her final adventures, I hope you will enjoy reading her times as much as I'll enjoy writing them.

more information about my fallout (mostly 4) character snipe).

Maybe it's irrational, to go on a wild mission to find a baby that wasn't even yours. A baby that was born to the woman you loved and the man you hated. But you were the rational one Nora.

She wanted to say that she couldn't blame herself, and that anyone would turn to some sort of outlet given the shit that she had been through. However, another part of her scolded herself. 'Don't try and justify your shitty habits, Blue Jay, that's how you circle back to them.'

Canon, previous Canon, AU, whatever! canon characters and ocs. Spans from 2018 to now! chapters labeled accordingly, if I can. Enjoy!

Saturday, October 23, 2077. It was the last day that Rhys' life was normal. The last day of the world she knew. The world she woke up to was a wasteland. The once green and lively Boston was now dead, a husk of what it used to be. There was no time to mourn. She had to find the man who shot her husband and took her baby boy. Question is, will she be able to keep her pre-war set of morals, or will she become no better than the people who killed her husband and took her son?