#Charon fallout 3

[lacquerheadd]

omg hiiiii charon~

[stoat-party]

Welcome to the wasteland, 19-year-old child! I guess you’ll be needing a partner in this dangerous wilderness, huh? Pick one:

Sketchy robot

Not technically a slave

Literal actual sexual predator

no this one is really a slave, yeah she’s being held against her will

Hypercompetent family friend [YOU HAVE NOT ACCRUED ENOUGH TRAUMA TO UNLOCK]

Guy you’ve known your entire life [YOU HAVE NOT ACCRUED ENOUGH TRAUMA TO UNLOCK]

Kind, helpful walking tank [YOU HAVE NOT ACCRUED ENOUGH TRAUMA TO UNLOCK]

[super-duper-mart]

just started fallout 3 wish me luck bc i fully intent to fall in love w butch deloria even tho u cant romance companions🫡

update as of 11/02/23: i have fallen in love w charon.

[lillian-gallows]

Kinktober Day 20: Cockwarming with Charon

Pairing: Charon X Fem!Reader Word count: 1338 Warnings: Cockwarming, Soft Charon, P in V but not sex, Very light clit stimulation, This one is more about intimacy through comfort than spice, Reader is kinda autistic coded in this one (imo), Lots of internal monologue, Reader is explicitly the Lone Wanderer, Kinda Dom/Sub undertones.

Kinktober 2024 Master(sub)list.

Minors DNI

Charon had seen it coming from the moment you woke up that morning.

You were antsy, like you had an itch under your skin that you just couldn’t scratch, and not in the normal horny way either.

It was like your whole body needed something but couldn’t find it.

He’d heard of that feeling before in other people. The inability for your nervous system to self-regulate fully. You were one of those people.

He’d seen it happen to you plenty, especially after all you’d gone through with your father, Project Purity, and The Brotherhood and Enclave on top of just the day-to-day survival of the Wastes.

So, when you both got home, you turned to him with hesitant eyes and asked with a small voice. “Char?” He knew exactly where this was going.

“Hm?” Had been his gentle response, letting you get your request out at your own pace while knowing he was listening.

He’d quickly learned that you needed a verbal response most of the time, just looking at you made you feel like you were bothering him, so he at least hummed so you knew he was present in the conversation.

“Can we do the thing?” Your gaze had drifted down to your fidgeting fingers as they twisted around each other, your shoulder scrunched up to your ears with trapped tension.

You hated saying the word, it made you feel like you were asking him to fuck you when that wasn’t the goal, so you resorted to calling it ‘the thing’ and he let you leave it at that, no reason to push something that didn’t need changing.

Especially when you used all the descriptive terms for everything else without issue.

He’d been the one to introduce the concept of cock warming to you, but you were the one that made it into the comforting act that it’s become in your relationship.

Charon was more than happy with that. Any reason to be as close to you as possible was more than great to him. Sexual gratification be damned.

“Yeah, we can do the thing.” He answered before wrapping his arms around you, pressing his scarred lips to your hairline.

You were already melting into him.

“Go change into one of my shirts, then come to the couch.” He ordered before giving your head another kiss and releasing you from his hold.

You nodded and went up the metal stairs that led to your shared bedroom.

Before the two of you had become intimate, he’d aided you this way by just cuddling, the press of his body against yours was enough to help your body regulate and release tension.

After, however, you came to prefer this. “It just makes me feel better…” Had been your explanation, face flushed in embarrassment.

He loved that you needed him, wanted him, so much. It was unlike anyone else who had ever been in his life this long, those who only ever wanted him for violence.

But not you.

You took comfort in him and allowed him to do the same in you.

When your form had disappeared from his view he moved over to the couch and took off everything but his undershirt. If you wanted more skin-to-skin it could be taken off later, for now this was good enough.

Up in your bedroom you stood before the filing cabinet that served as a dresser, eyeing the small pile of black shirts that Charon alternated between.

They all were too clean, having been freshly washed the previous week, and none of them had enough of his comforting musk.

Then your eyes landed on the pile of worn ones that sat in the basket by the door, your makeshift laundry hamper.

Taking up the one at the top of the pile, long sleeved and massive compared to you. It was the one he’d worn the day before, when you’d been lounging around the house. Perfect.

Changing was a sloppy affair, so utterly uninterested in any real decorum when your skin felt like pins and needles and your brain was buzzing in the worst way.

You left your vault suit on the floor in a heap, your boots trapped under it all, and your bra and panties kicked away like they’d offended you, before slipping into the shirt.

It hung on your frame like a short nightgown, barely covering your bits and pieces from prying eyes.

When you descended the stairs, you found Charon waiting on the couch, he was already half hard and his hand was slowly working himself, getting ready for you.

A wave of arousal bloomed in your belly at the sight, a small flipping feeling that made your pussy clench slightly, but that was it.

He turned his head when he heard you and reached out his hand. “C’mere, Sweetheart.” He coaxed softly.

Taking his hand was automatic, he hadn’t finished speaking before you made contact and rounded the couch.

He helped you settle on his lap facing him, straddling him with slightly shaky legs. His chest ached at how wound up you had gotten before you could do anything about it.

It made him wish he could just keep you in the house where he could protect you from these feelings, but he knew you were too adventurous and independent for that, and he wouldn’t dare dim that shine.

“I have to get you wet, or it’ll hurt. Okay?” He said softly, knowing the last thing on your mind was sex, but he was just too damn big to go in dry.

You knew this would be the case, it always was, and you didn’t mind the momentary discomfort if it meant that everything would be okay soon.

“Okay.” You said with a nod, voice quiet and a little heavy.

His hands had settled on your hips under the shirt, feeling your soft skin against his, and at your words one shifted down so his thumb could start to make little circles on your clit.

Your eyelids fluttered at the touch, another little wave of arousal forming, but this time maintaining at a low simmer as he works your body.

Charon watches as the flush forms on your skin, your breaths coming just a little faster.

This only goes for as long as it takes for you to get wet and pliant, which isn’t long as you’ve always been sensitive.

Once he deemed it safe, he removed his thumb and brought his hand up to cradle your cheek. “Ready?” He asked and received a nod in response.

He’d been half hard when you returned to the living room, but in the process of touching you, he’d grown to full mast pressed between your warm bodies.

Your legs were a little shakier as he helped you rise and line up before sinking down with a quiet sigh of relief, tension releasing immediately.

“That’s it…Nice and slow…” He cooed as you sank down on him, his own breathing growing heavy at the stimulation.

Once you were fully seated on him, he pulled you to his chest, resting his chin on your head and relaxing into the couch cushions, one hand resting on your lower back while the other wrapped around you, fingers running lightly through your hair as you let out a deep breath, going boneless.

The twitching energy in your body, that unpleasant buzzing, ebbed slowly as you rested against Charon’s firm body, warm and solid again you. His steady heartbeat in your ear where it laid against his chest.

Your hands dipped under his arms to wrap around his waist, slipping under his shirt to rest against his skin.

“Do you want it off?” He whispered to you.

“Mm-mm…” You declined with the slightest of shakes of your head. “This is perfect…” The words came out as a slurred mumble, already starting to drift in a sea of comfort.

Neither of you knows how long you’ll be like this, but Charon is content to stay there for however long you need.

“…Love you…”

“I love you too.”

[spooky-donut-ghost-house]

Idk does it bother anyone else that people focus what would happen if you freed Charon from his brainwashing but next to nobody has came up with concepts of helping Clover? Literally most of the posts that I have seen for her is how Bethesda never should've included her as a follower because she's a slave but let's not forget that Charon is too I'm not saying that's a good thing I'm just saying maybe we should talk more about helping Clover the same way we talk about helping Charon because both of them deserve to have their own independence and freedom

[adarlingmess]

We're finally allowed to post our entries for @falloutghoulzine I'm back for round 2!

Here a preview of my contribution for the 18+ addendum, Tour of the Town! I got to work on Charon 💕

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[thatdamnmutt-exe]

Too Sweet • Charon (Fallout 3)

Plot:

Charon accidentally gets too horny after constantly watching his boss all day. After trying to ignore it, it becomes too much to bare for him.

Pairing:

Charon x Masc!OC (Name: Ren)

Warnings:

Pre Bottom Surgery Masc, Size Kink, Choking, Thigh Riding, Needy!Charon, Hickeys, Blow Job/Face Fucking, Praise, Spitting, and Gay Shit.

Extras:

Maybe I’m a gay lil homo boy for a big ghoul man.

Song:

Too Sweet • Hozier

“I’d rather take my whiskey neat.”

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“Charon, what do you think of this look? These road leathers fit better with my armor.” Ren asked his ghoul bodyguard who was looking around the store, watching others gather what they needed.

Charon grumbled, “Looks good boss.” He avoided looking at Ren. Today was just an off day for him- he felt overly… horny as the humans would say. He didn't understand why, he never feels this way.

Ever since last night when he accidently walked in on his boss changing from his shirt and into one of his own, something in him just clicked. Seeing his boss in his very clearly oversized shirts- god the memory made his pants even more tight. He was so thankful that he had armor on to cover it.

"You didn't even look. Charon, you've been weird all day? Are you doing okay?" Ren asked, concerned for his body guard. Charon grumbled out a 'I'm fine' before moving away to leave the store.

Ren watched, confusion clear on his face as he watched Charon leave. He made his way to pay for the outfit and quickly left the store. He looked around for Charon, calling his name a few times.

"Where did he go?" He moved over to the back of the building, only to be grabbed and pushed up against a wall. "Char-" Ren was cut off by rough lips against his while the other's hips ground against his own. A small moan fell between their lips, making Charon's pants to grow tighter. That small sound drove him mad.

"Ren... last night... fuck you looked so good in my clothes." Charon's hand moved to pin Ren's above his head, his other hand snaking under his shirt. Charon has never been more happy that Ren forgot to put his armor back on.

Charon's thigh moved to open Ren's legs as he moved his leg to grind against Ren's clothed pussy. "Get off on my leg." Charon commanded, his voice deep and raspy. Ren's body shivered as he felt himself pulse at Charon's voice.

"Yes, Charon." Ren breathed out before matching Charon's rhythm, his legs nearly going weak from the sudden spike of pleasure. Charon kept Ren up, absolutely loving how much bigger he was. He loved that he could hold Ren up and in place.

Ren's arms moved to wrap around Charon's neck, his face buried in the Ghoul's chest to muffle is whimpers and moans. He angled his hips a bit, hitting his clit better, sending his legs to shake. His climax slowly climbing as he moved a bit faster.

"C-Charon- can I cum?" His voice comes out muffled against Charon's chest. The words make Charon's eyes roll back, the fact that he could get Ren off by just his thigh, it made him feel so powerful for the first time in forever.

Charon grabbed Ren's neck, squeezing slightly as he tilt his head back before spitting in his mouth. Ren was caught off guard at first, but ended up swallowing. “Cum for me- Show me how good my thigh feels.”

Ren’s head spun as he felt his legs nearly give out as he came hard against Charon’s thigh. His grip on the ghoul tightened as his breath was shaky. “Charon!” He moaned against the ghoul’s chest, the sound muffled by the chest.

Charon held onto Ren until the smaller composed himself and moved himself to lean against the building. It had been awhile since Ren had done anything like that and it hit him hard.

He looked up at Charon, lust still in his eyes as he moved down to his knees. His hands moved to rest on Charon’s buckle, his eyes trained up at the ghoul, waiting for permission. Ren earned a grunt as a response, giving him all the permission he needed.

His fingers worked fast to undo the belt and throwing it to the side. He moved the pants low enough to reveal Charon’s decently sized dick. He takes it into his hands and slowly starts pumping, making the ghoul groan and move to rest his arm against the wall, leaning against it for support. “Just like that.” He huffed out while his eyes closed.

Ren moved his face closer before doing small licks against the tip, licking up all the precum. Within a second, Ren took most of the ghoul’s length into his mouth. He hallowed his cheeks and sucked a bit while his tongue focused on the tip. His hand pumping the rest of the shaft while his other hand massaged the balls.

Charon, who was unaware of just how skilled Ren was with his mouth, became a grunting mess at this new sensation. His free hand moved to grasp a handful of Ren’s hair to hold him in place before rocking his hips, face fucking his boss.

Ren gagged a bit and struggled to gain breath from Charon’s sudden harsh movements. As sudden as the actions were, they couldn’t help but turn Ren on more from how Charon manhandled him.

“Keep doing that- I’m going to-“ Before Charon could finish, he came down Ren’s throat, forcing the smaller to swallow it all. It was bitter, as to be expected. Ren didn’t pay attention to that, he was too focused on making sure he sucked out the last drop.

Charon slowly started to let Ren out of his grasp, allowing him to breathe. Ren moved to stand and lean against the wall, his head spinning from the lack of oxygen.

Before Ren could say anything more, an arm wrapped around his waist and held him close. Ren looked up and was met with Charon’s eyes. They were full of need, lust, love, confusion, and desire. The ghoul was very unfamiliar with this territory, but what he did know was that he wanted to explore it more with Ren.

“Charon?” Ren’s voice broke the silence, his voice scratchy and hoarse. Charon didn’t answer, he instead pulled Ren closer, kissing him deeply as he did.

Ren understood what Charon was trying to tell- show- him what he was feeling and thinking. He smiled in the kiss as his heart fluttered. He loved the Ghoul with his whole heart.

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“My coffee black in my bed at 3,

you’re too sweet for me.”

[zuuzzuuuz]

Aw he'll nah🤟🥵(¿¿¿why not???)

[sue-the-witch-of-underworld]

(NSFW)

I'm not sure if I'll post the full version anywhere, probably not.

[tanlotts]

Ghoulish lover

[angel-of-the-moons]

Charon Masterlist

Fallout Masterlist

❤️‍🔥 -- Means NSFW

💘 -- Means Eventual NSFW

🍰 -- Means Fluff

🥀 -- Means Angst

❤️‍🔥 -- A Most Familiar Color (Charon x Fem!Lone Wanderer)

[stoat-party]

Just a Handful of My Fallout Headcanons

Preston started playing the harmonica to entertain the other soldiers at night. He still has it, and he’s weirdly good.

Danse was trained as a courser for a few months. He had a bad habit of trying to justify the Institute’s actions, and Dr. Zimmer didn’t like that level of self-awareness, so they sent him back to the general workforce.

Clover eventually joins the Tunnel Snakes. She manages to escape the mindset Eulogy instilled in her, but keeps hating the Lone Wanderer for killing him because it’s easier to be mad than face everything that happened.

Charon would rather die than drink Nuka Cola. He doesn’t understand why people like it. It’s like stale, irradiated syrup that makes your nerves jittery. He’s not a huge fan of sweet foods in general, but he despises Nuka Cola.

Deacon and Barbara had a small herd of sheep. One of the lambs came out a freak mutant and got rejected by her mother, so she became Barbara’s pet. Her name was Calliope.

When the East Coast started getting too dangerous for mutants, Fawkes moved to Oasis and now keeps Harold company.

Raul has met the Ghoul. They feel so-so about each other as people, but game respects game. Raul never figured out he was Cooper Howard, though.

You wouldn’t believe Boone’s actually 26 until you get him in a room with Veronica. They’ll toss food at each other, steal each other’s headwear, hit each other with pillows, you name it. He’ll keep vaguely scowling but he’s having fun.

(Minutemen ending) Glory moved to Acadia and now helps coordinate things with the Railroad from there. She feels like DiMA understands her better than most members of the Railroad do.

[super-duper-mart]

charon is absolutely the type of ghoul to say he hates music then sings along to all the songs on the radio as him n lone wander the wasteland

[lillian-gallows]

Just a size kink blurb with my all time favorite Ghoul. Minors DNI

Charon loves how much smaller you are than him.

Loves how you wiggle and whimper while he gets your needy cunt ready with his thick fingers.

Loves how easy it is to press you into the mattress as he slowly presses his thick cock into your absolutely sopping little pussy.

He loves how tight you are around him, how you clench that little bit tighter every time he so much as twitches.

Loves that he can feel where he's filled you to the brim with a hand pressed to your lower belly.

And how you whine and cry his name when he starts to thrust into you.

Loves how your small frame fits so perfectly under his, his arms forming a wall of protection around you while he watches you at your most vulnerable.

Loves how, as he wrings every drop of pleasure from your body, you gaze up at him with those beautiful eyes half lidded and bleary with tears of pleasure, so over come with it that you can't stop them.

He loves how your body arches up into his as you're wracked with the pleasure of your first orgasm, dripping walls clamping down on his cock as if to pull him further into its already overly stuffed embrace.

Loves how as he immediately begins to push you toward your second orgasm, you tenderly lace your fingers with his, seeking out his warmth and intimacy just as much as you crave being wrecked by him.

He loves how your eyes roll back as you near your peak, sensations bordering on too much, the tears that have pooled finally dripping their way down your flushed cheeks.

He loves how you stay perched right on the edge of bliss, waiting patiently to hear the change in his breath and feel the stutter in his thrusts that announce his own release.

Loves how you only barely manage to utter his name on a choked breath as you both come, filling your pussy to overflowing.

He loves how your chest heaves with your breaths as you ride out the waves of pleasure.

But above all else. Charon loves how as you come down, you curl into him, arms and legs wrapping around him while he holds you tight to his chest, letting you hear his heart beat, and letting him feel your steady breathing.

[wasteiandbaby]

We've decided to lift our temporary no-spoiler rule in regards to the Fallout TV show in the server, so this means characters present in the show will now be accepted in Wasteland, Baby! as long as they are properly adjusted to the server's lore. Currently, we're looking for people to pick up the following characters!

Benny

Caesar

Charon

Cooper Howard

Craig Boone

Deacon

Father / Shaun

Porter Gage

The King

Ulysses

[adarlingmess]

Nothing beats being with the ones you love this holiday season!

Charon and LW Gail for @trashkingnyx!