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everydayyoulovemeless · 5 months

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The reaction of the companions of fo3 to the fact that they are in love with Lone Wanderer? Please 🙏

Fo3 Companions Realizing They're In Love With Lone

➼ Word Count » 0.7k ➼ Warnings » Age Gap ➼ Genre » Romantic, Pinning

Charon opts to ignore it. He's got a job to do and is bound by contract. His feelings don't matter for this transaction to work and now is no different. Despite it all, he can't help but notice how much more inclined he is to be of service to you — always offering to take the night shift, or more aware of his surroundings than he normally would be. He's never been so fond of the person holding his contract and it makes him feel so conflicted. What would you say? Would you sell him off if you found out? He's a ghoul, for Godsake, what 19-year-old teen would want him?

Clover isn't sure how to act, so she'll act in the only way she's known how — sexually. She'll run her hands across your shoulders and whisper lowly into your ears just so she can get the message across to you, but in all honesty, she truly isn't sure what it is she feels for you. It'll take he a minute to sit down and think everything over before she comes to the realization that she's in love with you. Once she figures it out, she'll tone her erotic actions toward you down, opting to instead bring you flowers, or clean up around your home. She tries to mimic you in how you treat her, hoping that it'll eventually make you feel the same for her as she does you.

Star Paladin Cross feels a bit conflicted about her feelings for you as you're the kid she helped escort to the vault. She's well aware of her body modifications and the sheer age gap between you two and would, therefore, try to extinguish these feelings at all costs. You two weren't meant to be together, and she needs to get a grip before this turns into anything more than you and her being comrades.

Jericho doesn't care if you catch on to how he feels or not, he'll just pin you up against a wall and try to get you flustered. This has always been his way of showing someone that he's interested in them and he'll stick with this method until you say something about it. He's constantly in your face — whether he be throwing his arms around you or squishing your cheeks between his fingers. He loves the way you swat at him and the cute way you roll your eyes at his antics, however, he doesn't realize that he's in love until you get injured badly. Then reality will hit him and he'll (slightly) drop his douchy act and make an actual attempt at wooing you.

Butch tries to play it off and act the same as he always has, but every time he's around you he can't help but fall into a blushing, flustered mess. He's a teenager who's never actually been in love before, and he hates every second of it. Who do you think you are anyway? Walking around as if you're blissfully unaware of his feelings toward you. He gets meaner towards you — teasing you more often and tripping you whenever the chance arises — but it's only to help try and mask his intentions. He'll only put the pieces together when someone else tries to flirt with you, then he'll pull his pocket knife out, scare the guy off, and go right back to how he was before — a bumbling mess.

Fawkes knew he loved you the second you broke him out of that vault, however, he's well aware of how he looks and would never dream of putting you into a situation like that, so he keeps it to himself. He'll be polite to you — always opening doors and offering to hold onto the heavier items and weapons you may possess, but that's the extent of it. He's older than you and would hate to hold you down in any way, so he'll love you from afar and risk his life for you any chance he gets. It's the only way he can think of to pay you back for being so kind toward him.

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hancocksleftnut · 4 months

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Some Charon Head Cannons I Finally have the Balls to Share:

He was a US Green Beret captured in Anchorage by Chinese and Russian Special Forces in 2076, 11 months before the Great War and had many experiments done on him while a POW.

He was deployed at 28, one of the youngest in his squad. Charon was born in Pennsylvania and came from a military background, later joining the US Army at 19, soon after the USA announced war against the Republic of China.

In the end, he would be the only survivor from his squad, all others having been executed or dying from the Dachau-Level experiments.

As tensions around the world heightened, the US government burned all records of him and his squadron, considering them casualties of war.

As a POW (Prisoner of War) his physical stature, mental fortitude, and expert combat training made him a candidate for a “Reprograming Operation” by the Russian KGB where he was the only successful test subject.

After months of brainwashing he was finally assigned to a KGB Spy who was planted in the US government, where he was designed to assassinate and perform other reconnaissance operations.

However, the Great War broke out mere months after he was “assigned” and his contract made many unfortunate passes before reaching the Lone Wanderers.

Charon’s previous employers all had dark, ulterior motives that mainly used him as a deviant errand boy. When he becomes employed by the LW, he almost feels at peace. Though he will forever live with PTSD, he is able to put his guard down in certain circumstances, giving him small glimpses of joy and happiness again.

Until he becomes to care too much, and becomes over protective. The LW unknowingly reminds him of his pre-war life. When there was still hope and a dream of change. He doesn’t know why, but he clings to their selflessness. He watches people abuse the LW’s kindness, and then get stuck in a cycle of people pleasing because they are the Wastelands Last Hope.

#so imma just come back from the dead on this shit cause my love for this ghoul baby man will never die #also I come from a heavy military background so that’s kinda why this is my head cannon. my dad was 82nd airborne and we both played FO3 #we even took a weekend trip to travel all the places in DC as the game #anyways lol #I love Charon so much and even though I hate how vague they wrote him #I love we can use our own imagination #tell me what yall think!!! I love to talk about my big. baby man #Charon #charon fallout #ghouls #fallout headcanons #fallout companions #fallout ghoul #lone wanderer #fallout #fallout 3 #Charon headcannons #also this is written from my OC: Lone Wander Laila’s perspective #a 19 year old girl with BPD and tries to act like a bad ass but it just a mere worm #charon x lone wanderer

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libertybri · 26 days

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“Tulip”

FO3 Charon x F!Lone short blurb

TLDR; Charon and Lone have a preexisting relationship. They get vacation time; She takes him to an irradiated flower field for views. He’s a cheesy romantic ghoul.

“C’mon, Boss, we been walking for hours. You look half dead yourself.” Charon blurts, his blunt honesty becoming more refreshing with each day they travel together. “Water?” He outstretches his hand to Lone.

She swats him away and shakes her head. “Only a couple more miles, I swear this time.” Her tone comes off in a begging-manner, a sign to Charon that he should just accept defeat and push onward with his lunatic of a companion.

They both take their final steps of the hike atop of a steep hill. At the very top they could see the most glorious view of a luscious flower field. It was riddled with radiation, which caused for the vibrant, almost-neon colors of the petals in the field as well as the severe overgrowth. Large vines trailed through the field like a support system to a very large oak tree in the middle. Lone wished she could see it up close, but even the most protected suit of power armor could become damaged and useless in a field like that.

“Don’t tell me you planned your vacation solely around this field?” He began to tease, peering out to the colorful landscape in amazement.

“So what if I did? The only ones to see this are you and I. Pretty killer vacation, if I do say so myself.” She taunted back to him.

He noticed the way her eyes lingered over every different flower in the field. She was staring upon what she perceived to be the most beautiful gift to grace the wasteland of an Earth they lived on. Meanwhile, his gaze upon her told the same story. Charon lets out a short, raspy chuckle and starts to walk towards the irradiated flowers with a hustle in his steps. Before she has a chance to question him, he is already returning with a flower that resembles a pink tulip if it were quadrupled in size.

The radiation couldn’t make a dent on him, of course. He was merely showing off for his girl that couldn’t obtain the flower herself. Luckily for him she was very entertained. The flower, once picked from its stem, had been freed of most radiation flowing through it. With one good shake off, he successfully made it safe enough for her enjoyment.

She takes the flower in her hands and smiles fondly at him. “You’re more romantic than you think, you know?”

He loves to make her feel loved, even if it means being cheesy every now and then. Secretly, he was beginning to love doing the things for her that no one could ever imagine a guy like him doing. She was his best change.

“Well, lucky you’re the only one to see it.”

#fallout #fallout fandom #fallout 3 #fallout 3 charon #fallout fanfic #fo3 #fo3 charon #charon x lone wanderer #blurb

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overseeer · 1 year

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!!!! my good friend @pineappical completed two commissions for me and oh. oh my god. theyre so PRETTY. tysm dude ❤❤

#∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹character:⊹ — huskie #HE IS SO BELOVED... TYSM JARED...#i am holding huskie like a baby rn #charon #charon fo3 #charon x lone wanderer #point lookout #fallout #fallout 3 #fallout 4 #fallout new vegas #fallout oc #🦑.txt

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apraxvalith · 10 months

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Charon/Lone Wanderer

Full image set on Patreon [17 Images, F/M and M/M versions, 18+ only]

#fallout ghoul #charon #charon fo3 #charon x lone wanderer #fo3 charon #zombie #terato #fallout 3 #fallout #apraxvalith #aprax valith

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lillian-gallows · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 13: Size Kink with Charon

Pairing: Charon x Fem!Reader, Charon x Fem!Lone Wanderer Word Count: 1826 Warnings: Size Kink, Vaginal fingering, Oral (F receiving), P in V sex, Unprotected sex (Wrap it before you tap it). Kinktober Master(sub)list.

Minors DNI

It was something you were aware of from day one, just how much bigger Charon is than you. Well, not just you. He’s bigger than everyone. Taller, broader, arms and legs thicker than anyone else you’d ever seen.

Charon’s a wall of a man, a bulwark in battle, and probably the reason you’ve been able to talk so many people into better pay for the work you do for them, no one wants the big glaring wall of muscle and lead sicced on them, not that you would do that, or that he would either, but they didn’t know that.

Now, while it’s not hard for Charon to tower over most people, it’s especially easy for him to do so with you. You were the shortest in the vault even once you grew up, and you’ve not met many adults out in the wastes that were shorter than you.

And when standing side by side, your lack of height makes his abundance of it look even more so. The top of your head only barely reaches his chest, so you have to crane your neck to make eye contact. And when he stands behind you, all glaring blue eyes and thick arms crossed, you knew the pair of you were quite a sight.

He’s made jokes about how the biggest job he has is handing you things when you can’t reach them or boosting you onto better vantage points so you can snipe raiders from a distance. But there’s truth to those jokes.

There’s also the simple truth that it’s one of your favorite things about him. Knowing you have someone as large as him on your side makes you feel all the safer when you travel, and with his size comes the perk that he produces a lot of heat, so when you’re camping for the night in an old metro or out in the dunes, he can keep both of you warm through the night.

And when the pair of you started seeing each other romantically, he started to use his size advantage in more fun ways, throwing you over his shoulder to carry to bed, where he was able to hold you down and manhandle you however he saw fit while you writhed, unable to do anything but enjoy the ride, though sometimes he’d let you get on top, but even then there was no question who was in charge, what with his massive hands gripping your hips and all but moving you up and down on his cock for you.

Oh, that too. He’s proportional below the belt. That hadn’t been a surprise, but it had been an adjustment. Just his fingers had been a bit of a feat the first time you two had gone beyond a heated make-out session, taking his dick? That had taken practice.

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t say and do things to get him to show off his superior reach and strength, asking him to get things off shelves you could reach if you jumped or stood on something, asking him to help you carry things that you could find a way to move on your own, but would so much rather watch his arms flex when he did it.

Tonight is one such time when you are admiring his body, but not while he was doing something for you. No, this time you were planted comfortably on your shared bed, watching him get changed to sleep, and he’s just taken his shirt off, showing off his broad muscular back.

Thick skin layered with scars, but those were entirely unable to hide the way he flexed with each movement, a layer of fat that sat over it all smoothed out the edges but didn’t detract from the power of his body but did serve to make him all the better for cuddles.

You hadn’t realized how you were staring till he turned to face you and smirked. You been rubbing your thighs together, lip drawn between your teeth, and your eyes were half lidded.

“See something you like?” He teased with a lifted brow, or where his brow would be if he had them.

His low rough voice pulled you from your musings with a jump. “Huh? Oh, you know…Always.” You answered with a coy grin, eyeing him up and down. No reason to hide it, not when he knew you well enough to see through any lie you could possibly think of, besides it was pointless to lie about wanting him.

He sauntered over to the edge of the bed, looking down at you like prey caught in his grasp, pants slung low on his hips from having taken his belt off. Then, before you could think, he was leaning over you, arms caging you in as his face came within an inch of yours. “Then maybe I oughta do something…” He breathed against your lips, maintaining enough space to keep you from leaning in like you wanted.

“Maybe you should…” You prompted, trailing a hand up his chest slowly.

That was all it took for him to be on you, lips locked and hands roaming, going from your hips to your breasts to your face and back again, like he couldn’t decide where he wanted to touch you more, but they settled for gripping the sheets on either side of your head when you pulled him closer as you laid back.

In this position it felt like he was everywhere with how he was able to wrap around you, enveloping you in his overwhelming warmth and safety.

Then his lips parted from yours to drift down your neck, teeth gazing and nipping, undoubtedly leaving little purple marks that the high neck of you Vault suit would hide, while his hands worked their way under and up your shirt to cup your breasts, brushing over your nipples till they came to delicate peaks, and when they did he was pulling your shirt the rest of the way off so his lips can press kisses to the soft skin, tongue running over the sensitive tips before giving them a suck, alternating between sides.

He stayed there, lavishing attention on your tits till you were writhing and begging for more. Then he was trialing kisses down your body till he got to your panties, already soaked through, and the low sound he made at this discovery had you clenching around nothing.

“Charon, please, stop teasing…” You whined as he continued to kiss along the hemline of the cotton fabric, blue eyes flashed up to meet yours, like he’d somehow forgotten that you were there, even though it was your body he was getting lost in.

You felt him smile against your skin as he slowly pulled your panties down your legs, tossing them to the floor over his shoulder before giving your thighs the same treatment he’d given your breasts, leaving bruises that you knew would ache deliciously tomorrow morning.

He always loved to draw things out, to watch you get all wound up and needy before giving you what you want, but this time it seemed he was as needy for you as you were for him, as he ran thick fingers between your wet folds, sighing at the feeling you had to resist the urge to buck your hips into his touch.

The slow press of two of his fingers was exactly what you needed to take the edge off, a slight stretch but not what you got from his cock, but you’d get that soon enough, for now you were too busy whimpering as he slowly massaged that sweet spot inside while his mouth lathed over your clit.

Your thighs shook as he watched you, back arching, sighing and moaning and crying his name as he drove you closer and closer to the edge, and just as you were starting to get close, cunt clenching around him and voice getting higher, he stopped, pulling his fingers and mouth from you as you let out frustrated cries that quickly died in your throat when you saw him removing his pants as fast as he could.

“Turn over.” He ordered as he shoved them down his legs.

“Huh?” You breathed; brain foggy from being denied your orgasm.

Rather than repeat himself he stepped out the pile of fabric around his ankles in the same movement as he grabbed you and flipped you onto your front, ass in the air and face pressed into the mattress.

He didn’t give you any time to react before he was pushing into you, but you weren’t complaining, not when he stretched you so perfectly and reached places you hadn’t known existed before.

Upon bottoming out he gave you a few seconds before he was pulling out to the tip, then pushing back in hard, setting a punishing pace. Not punishing because it was fast, no he was actually moving rather steadily, but because it was hard.

Each push of his hips against yours had his tip punching into your cervix and rubbing hard against your g-spot, his thighs and hips slapping against yours the only sound in the room other than your hard breathing and whimpers, and the wet sounds he was pulling from your pussy.

His grip on your hips was bruising as he pulled you back into every thrust, and you wouldn’t have been shocked to see his cock bulging from your belly if you looked down, but you couldn’t open your eyes, too lost in the pleasure.

And as quickly as he drove you to the edge with his fingers and mouth, he did the same with his cock.

Your body was alight with heat, and you were sure your face and chest were red with flush as you felt the muscles in your belly tighten with the encroaching orgasm, and it seemed Charon could feel it too as he reached around you to help it along by rubbing tight circles in your clit.

Your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, shivers rolling up and down your body as goose bumps bloomed, choked cries and moans spilling from your lips as your cunt clenched at his cock, dragging him down with you, shooting ropes of hot cum into you with a low growl that sent zings through your brain.

The pair of you stayed like that for a couple moments as you caught your breaths and came back to earth, and once Charon had he grabbed his shirt off the floor and used it to clean you up, tomorrow was laundry day anyway, so it wasn’t like it mattered much, then he was laying down and pulling you to his chest, thick arms wrapped around you securely, warmth radiating into you in a way a blanket never could.

Sleep came quick, and the next morning, well, you had a surprise wake up planned for him.

#charon x reader #charon fanfiction #charon x lone wanderer #fallout 3 charon #kinktober #kinktober 2023

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radiumgirl1 · 1 month

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Some older art of my Lone Wanderer, Vivica :)

#fallout 3 #fallout 4 #fallout nv #fallout art #fallout fanart #fallout oc #fo3 lone wanderer #fo3 #butch fo3 #charon fo3 #charon x lone wanderer #lone wanderer #sole survivor #fo4 oc #the headband kinda looks stupid in hindsight #I thought it gave her more of a vintage goody 2 shoes look #she kinda just looks like she has a bald spot #art improvement #lol

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elven-butts · 4 months

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doing @ariesmortis 's 30 fallout outfits :3 (posted at the perfect time for my fo3 brainrot ♥ hehehe :3) starting with magnolia's dress. amanda would be too shy to actually wear it i think, but maybe just to get a reaction out of charon 🤭

#art #digital art #lone wanderer #charon fallout #fallout 3 #fo3 #fallout #AriesMortis30FalloutOutfits #charon x lone wanderer #Amanda The Not-So-Lone Wanderer #still figuring out how to draw charon. and manda tbh lol #the flower is supposed to be a magnolia. did i succeed? i do in fact NOT know my flowers

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tanlotts · 1 year

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Charon and Billie 🖤

Billie is my mall goth style lone wanderer and I need to make more content with her!

#charon x lone wanderer #charon #charon fallout #we love ghouls #lone wanderer #fallout oc #oc #oc art #fallout art #fallout 3 #fallout things #ghoul #ghouls #this was so hard to color for some reason #it's more of a platonic ship with these twooo btw

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m4terial-gir1 · 3 months

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Charon x F!LW

Lone asks Charon if he wants to cuddle before bed.

Female Lone Wanderer, Romance, Fluff, Hurt & Comfort, Soft Moments, Cuddling (?), Drabble :3

Author's Note: First time writing a little drabble piece for Fallout. I'm interested in doing more once I can come up with more ideas. But please enjoy~

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"Hey Charon," Lone turns over on the bed, flashing her ghoul companion a mischievous look. "Wanna cuddle?"

Charon, forever unmoved and oblivious to social cues, remains posted at the corner of Lone's bedroom in Megaton, with large arms clad with leather armor crossed over his chest like he was just itching for a fight. He looks down at her, replaying the question in his head again and again.

"Is that an order?" he asks.

It catches Lone off guard, to a point where she can't help but awkwardly stammer and laugh immediately after the fact. For a moment she'd forgotten their arrangement, as well as the dynamics at play. Suddenly, Lone felt incredibly icky.

"No," she said. "No, it wasn't an order. I was just.... don't worry about it. I was just joking..."

Lone turned back around on the bed, facing the wall so that her face could be red with embarrassment in peace. She kept listening for Charon to step out, his routine at night having not changed since she's acquired his contract all those months ago. If he did leave now, she'd go to bed and be A-OK forgetting this ever happened.

Instead, she feels the mattress behind her begin to sink, a sudden presence shadowing over her like a tall mass. An arm, heavy but warm, rests itself over her gently, warily. When Lone turned slightly, her gaze was met with Charon's side, as he sat at the corner of her bed, letting a single drape over her. That way he could still keep watch of the door, and that way he could be here as well.

Lone doesn't say anything, but she does smile. Without a word, she hugs herself against his arm, letting her eyes close and her mind rest. It's the fastest she's ever fallen asleep he reckons.

ヾ(^ ^ゞ

#charon x lone wanderer #charon x female lone wanderer #lone wanderer #the lone wanderer #lone #lw #charon #fallout charon #fallout 3 charon #fallout #fallout 3 #fallout 3 lone wanderer

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