#courier x vulpes

[drakullys-vampire-cove]

[mondokest]

This is what happens when I got to toy with voice trainers xD

Now, Vulpes can speak freely about the Legion's deal with the Courier.

[profligate-whore]

Are you the author of Rubicon?

No, LupusYonderGirl over on Archive of Our Own is the author. Rubicon was discontinued and I intended on picking up where she left off with my own interpretation of the story and bringing the book to an end. However, I may scrap this idea, I do eventually want to use some of the plot as inspiration for my own fanfiction.

[wasteland-wrecker]

Curiosity would kill my courier, thank god he’s shy

Part 1

<Part 2> https://www.tumblr.com/wasteland-wrecker/765321985158004736/cw-violence-death-fallout-new-vegas

[sleepyzenx]

the creature tries to breach containment 🤭

[forest-mankey]

Uh.. I draw Vulpes very homosexual with courier. *explodes*

[birchbierart]

He did it for espionage purposes trust 🙏

Og meme:

[michealwhen]

Art colab i did with my friend!! Her insta is @mvheartisthewrstkindofweapon

[fenriswine]

—Cold, Cold Heart

"I want you to witness the fate of the town of Nipton, to memorise every detail. And then, when you move on?"

And memorise, she did. As witnessing such a thing was a pretty traumatising experience for my Courier.

As i’m replaying fallout nv rn i’ll probably draw more of Kai’s adventures. ALSO IM FOREVER WHITE HAIRED VULPES TRUTHER

[dread-proserpina]

Vulpes massacring Nipton and the Courier being known as the Powder Gangers' grim reaper...

Vulpes destroying Camp Searchlight with radiation and the Courier destroying Cottonwood Cove with radiation...

Vulpes being used on NCR propaganda posters and the Courier being the NCR's poster girl...

Something something two sides of the same coin...something something enemies to lovers...

[drakullys-vampire-cove]

[artikmonkiz]

[summercourtship]

Vulpes x Courier with prompt 6 PLEEEEAAAASE!

She’s Courier Six and his initials are VI which means six so obviously it was meant for them!!!!

SORRY i know i said i’d finish other requests first but this one just needed to be written ASAP. You completely understand my headspace right now, anon. (also can't believe I've never made the 6-VI connection.....).

Touch. | Vulpes x Courier + Prompt 6 (18+) | 2nd Person POV

warnings: references to the Legion's attitudes towards women, a brief moment of degradation but it's like silly I guess | 666 words Guess inspired prompt list | send me a character + number for a 100-500 word drabble

You didn’t like Vulpes. It’s what you told yourself every time you saw him. You even told him as much, during the brief moment that you’d separated from the heated kiss he’d pressed against you as soon as the door clicked shut. Your wrists were pinned above your head with one of his hands, the other gripping your hip tightly. He’d simply chuckled in response to your murmurs of hate, like he always did whenever you found yourself under his touch. 

The hand on your hip found its way to the front of your body, slipping beneath the hem of both your pants and your underwear. His fingers, somehow cold despite the constant heat of the Mojave, slipped between your legs and dragged across your folds, collecting the wetness that had already accumulated there. He hummed, amused. 

“I’ve barely touched you yet you’re already so wet for me?” 

“It’s not for you, it’s just…” You tried to scoff, only for his fingers to press up against your clit, your own moan cutting you off. The distraction was good, though, because you didn’t actually have an excuse. There was no real reason why you were practically soaked already, aside from the fact that almost every time you ran into Vulpes this exact same thing happened and your body knew it. From the moment he had approached you as you sat at the counter in The Tops, with that familiar over-confident gleam in his eyes, you were done for. “Shut up, asshole.”

He licked a wet stripe up your neck, pausing to smile against your skin at your half-hearted insult. 

“I can leave.” He said, his breath hitting your ear, and even though you knew he was lying through his teeth (like always) you still reacted, reaching down to grab his wrist before he could remove it. 

“No.” 

Vulpes hummed again but listened, his slowly warming hand still between your legs. He pulled back from your neck, looking down his nose at you. Something in his eyes shifted, a familiar cold glint that acted as a precursor to his favorite game. 

“Beg.” 

It was how he liked to play with you- slowly siphoning away any power you held, taking full control over your encounters. You knew he fantasized about you belonging to him (in one way or another) and that he fully expected it to happen when the Hoover Dam fell to the Legion (because he also expected that to happen, though you disagreed). 

But right now, with his fingers so close to where you needed his touch, you had no reservations about complying with him. (Though after the fact, you always wondered if indulging him like this was smart or if it was all going to bite you in the ass one day.) Just to mess with him, though, you pretended as if you were going to tell him to fuck off, rolling your eyes and huffing before looking at him with half-lidded eyes. 

“Please touch me. Fuck me with your fingers, your tongue, your cock, just please make me come.” You bit your lip, watching as his eyes dipped to stare at it before they snapped back to meet your eyes. “I need you, Vulpes.”    

He may pretend that making you beg was only to put you in your place and served no other purpose, but you saw the flush on his pale cheeks and the way his breath caught at hearing you ask him so nicely. Despite whatever he may say, about how he was only fucking you because he didn’t want to debase himself with the women at the Fort and was only using you as a means of release, you saw right through him. He wanted you, just as much and just as carnally as you wanted him.

And then he had to go and open his mouth again, sighing like it was a chore for him. 

“I suppose I can indulge the profligate whore.” “And yet, your fingers are down my pants.”

[wasteland-wrecker]

I saw the way you looked at that man being crucified.

You hunted him down only to offer him a terrible slow death.

The pleasure of a hunter, playing with his prey.

Sounds familiar.

A man filled with grudge.

A man with no more purposes.

I could fix you, teach you our values.

If only you’d join the Legion.

In the end…

we are not so different, bunny.

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< Part 2 >

Part 3

<Part 4>

[bellonathedragonborn]

I think I did a good job making the twins actually look like Vulpes and Adrien’s kids.

Wouldn’t you agree?

The twins have freckles from Vulpes’ dad.

[forest-mankey]

Oh no! Run Vulpes!! don’t let the gay dreams get you!