#nuka world bosses

[lycheecatee]

BIG RANT:

I love Nuka World dearly but so many aspects of it feel unfinished.

The gang bosses play little to no role in the dlc - the only way to learn more about them is through terminal and holotape entries.

How come Mason doesn’t have two second in commands like Mags and Nisha? He’s absolutely not a “lone wolf” and is shown countless times to have the most loyal gang - so why not give him two “betas”?

Dixie and Savoy basically did nothing. There’s ONE random encounter event with Dixie and that’s it.

The gang bosses never interact outside of what their members tell you and occasionally what Redeye tells you.

Speaking of Redeye, where the hell is he? Why can’t we do at least one quest for him like Travis?

They literally cut Maddox’s whole story and for what?

Clearing the parks was always done really well, but Bethesda fell off with the raiders. I wish we could do more quests for them (NOT RADIENT QUESTS).

It all just feels like a waste. This DLC could have been spectacular.

[s3a0tterart]

Fallout ocs pt.16

🧨 Mangle (Portia)

Age: 22yrs

D.O.B: April 1rst, 2265 (Aries)

Sexuality: Lesbian

Gender: she/her/They/them

Height: 5'4ft (160cm)

Weight: 100lbs

Species/Race: heavily mutated human (caucasian)

Eyes: Blue bright (slight magenta around iris)

Hair: Blue mowhawk mullet (medium-long)

Faction (main): Raider: Nukaworld, Hellrider Gang

Alliances: Nukaworld, Goodneighbor, The Combat Zone

Karma/Alignment: Chaotic Evil, Evil Karma

S.P.E.C.I.A.L-

Strength: 10

Perception: 9

Endurance: 8

Charisma: 7

Intelligence: 9

Agility: 9

Luck: 8

RELATIONSHIPS:

Friends: William & Mags Black, John Hancock, Hotrod, Mason, Overboss Leonie & Louie, Hellrider members

Family: Janice (mother), (dead, adoptive father) Girard, Daia (sister , estranged), Kady (sister in law, estranged)

Enemies: Preston Garvey, Daia, Rogue Hellrider members, Gunners, Brotherhood of Steel

Lovers: Akane

[moxxie-joestar-1950]

YOU HAVE UNO meme but it's Vinnie cannoli & Jax

[Meanwhile at dry rock gulch before the war stars tomorrow & playing Ouija board with Joseph Joestar]

Loona: so young & warrior.

Striker: what happened to you Jacob seed #12?

Vortex: how many pickles that you can shove it up in your ass?

Jacob seed (real & not clone): wut da faq?

Jacob seed #12 (clone & ghost/sa'ahl) *moves the piece*

Millie: 9?!

Jacob seed #12: *moves it again*

Blitzø: 91!?!

Jacob seed #12: *moves the final one*

Moxxie: 9 & 10?!? *wheeze*

John seed (real & not clone): *laughing & crying* 9 & 10

Vinnie cannoli: you guys wanna play blackjack real quick? So I can draw it/record it & make that my post/upload today/tonight?

Jax: I don't have blackjack, so go fuck off.

Cannoli: *gets angry & walk to jax* EVERYONE has blackjack, dipshit. It came free with your fucking PlayStation.

Jax: I didn't get it. I have the oldest PlayStation known to man.

Cannoli: no you don't. I brought mine on day one, you fucking cunt/'tard!

Jax: well, mine didn't have it...

Cannoli: YOU HAVE BLACKJACK!!!! You fucking bitch/dick!

Jax: I don't have it you fuckin-

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Moxxie, Blitzø, Millie, Loona, Vortex, Striker, Blaze, Rouge, Nicole, Rabbot, Whisper & Tikal: *wheeze & laughing*

Jax: *gets angry too* I don't fucking have blackjack motherfucker!

Cannoli: GO ON TO THE ARCADE/NUKA-CADE & YOU'LL BE ABLE TO DOWNLOAD IT FOR FREE YOU GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKER!!!!

Jax: I DON'T HAVE TWO, I DON'T HAVE THREE, I DON'T HAVE FUCKING FOUR!!!!

Cannoli: IT'S A FUCKING GAMBLE CASINO/CARD GAME THEY DON'T EVEN CHARGE PEOPLE FOR IT!!!!

Jax: I DON'T HAVE SIX, EIGHT, NINE, TEN, OR ELEVEN, IT'S FUCKING BLACKJACK!!!!

Cannoli: YOU DON'T KNOW A GOD DAMN THING IT'S FUCKING BLACKJACK IT'S FREE!!!!

Jax: I DON'T HAVE BLACKJACK!!!!

Cannoli: IT'S FREE & IT'S FUCK!!!! *stops talking & runs to the exit*

Joseph seed (real & not clone): ...is this going on Tumblr/YouTube?

[Original video name YOU HAVE UNO but its jojo]

Like & reblog this if you're a HB fan, STH fan, FC5 fan, TADC fan, GG&C fan or both

[ziracona]

Why on earth does the Wiki and searches about NukaWorld claim Preston becomes hostile if present for Taken for a Ride or spoken to after the player becomes Overboss??? I’ve played the entire DLC twice now, different PCs, different saves, regular and survival, and I took Preston both times for the DLC??? I never even got a ‘disliked’ from the man, except for being too forgiving to Harvey. He loved a lot of my sass at the Raiders?? And if I talked to him just would say I’d shown him I’m one of the good guys/repaid my trust in him. I mean, I’m sure if you agree to go Raider and like, kill settlers and shit. But I completed most of the questline short of taking over settlements or hurting innocents (took over the park, turned on power, etc) first save, and still completed grand tour and home sweet home on survival, before Open Season. I romanced the man in the overboss office yesterday before starting my raider killing spree. He never doubted I was just scoping out the place, which I was.

[obessivedork]

Big fan of the Nuka World soundtrack tbh

[orange-coloredsky-archive]

crazy how people dunk on preston for the whole settlement thing but will, in the same breath, praise nuka world as a wonderful dlc. dearly beloved its the same concept (go to a place, clear out the enemies, claim it for yourself, return to base)

[platinummice]

places this here gently

[blackmoonowl]

prompt 40 with porter gage

"It's just you and me."

Pairing: Porter Gage x reader

Summary: Just some alone time with everyone's favorite Nuka world raider.

Authors note: I'm a Gage enjoyer and I will not apologize for it. also this is my first time writing him my apolocheese, it's a little short.

1081 words

Masterlist

Rain poured down, droplets hitting the roof of the Fizztop Grille.

Gage dumped most of his armor on the floor, he'd worry about picking it up later. The raider rolled his shoulders, popping his muscles as he plopped down in the nearest chair he could find. His eye followed your movements as you dropped your newfound loot next to his armor.

"Gonna take a break, boss?" The raider broke the silence with a small grin on his face. You shot a playful glare his way, rolling your eyes.

"You watch yourself, Gage." The playful threat did little to deter Gage. He never would have dared any of this with Colter, but there was a deep sense of comfort with you. A trust he had never felt before.

Dusk had settled over the park, some raiders doing their rounds, patrolling their territory. But for the first time in a long while, the park was blissfully quiet. With most of the park conquered, the gangs had spread out, leaving Nuka town U.S.A less crowded. The raider pushed himself up again to approach the window, glancing outside.

"You're being awfully quiet," you mumbled as you approached him, your head leaned against his shoulders. "Something on your mind?"

"Nah, nothin' like that. Just glad we got all this shit done. Just us here now." Gage leaned his head back slightly, resting against yours. "If I had to deal with their loud, Jet fueled benders while I was tryin' to sleep I'd be pissed."

"Easy for you to say, you're usually down in the restaurant. I have a giant hole in the wall." Gage chuckled at your retort, his arm going around your shoulder to squeeze you closer to him.

"Yeah, well my beds gone unused a while now," he replied, his thumb rubbing your shoulder. You hummed in response, looking around your home. Gage's clothes were stacked on an unused chair, some of his books laid on your nightstand, as well as some general items from down in the restaurant. Gage followed your gaze, grinning. "Not that I'm complainin'."

Your eyes went back to the now strangely empty space outside. Usually there would still be people out drinking and shouting. Operators, Pack and Disciples; hey were still raiders at the end of the day. Blood, gore and chems were an integral part of that already messed up lifestyle.

"Guess we should clean up the mess the Disciples left behind," you mumbled. "Seeing human remains first thing in the morning never was my favorite."

"Yeah, fuckin' raiders..." he mumbled, trailing off. "But hey, least they're easy to manipulate." Gage pressed his lips against your temple, his makeshift eyepatch rubbing against your face, the metal feeling cool against your warmer cheeks. "We done well, boss. Nice goin'. Better than the shitshow colter left me with."

"He's been dead a while Gage, you can stop complaining about it," you teased, a smile stuck on your face.

"I don't think any complainin' will ever be enough," he retorted, his eye looking at nothing in particular. The now powered up amusement park was lit up, lights keeping the usual darkness at bay.

"Never thought this day would actually come," Gage muttered. He wasn't smiling, but there was a distinct shift in his behavior.

"Getting sentimental on me?" You playfully jabbed at him, wrapping your arm around his torso.

"Hell, maybe. I don't fuckin' know anymore. You bring it out on me, don't pretend you don't know that." Gage let out a huff, his large hand sliding down to your hip. "Got me all sentimental and shit. I ain't used to it, never have been."

"Hard not to take that as compliment," you replied, brushing a piece of filth off of your lovers face. He leaned into your touch slightly with a grumble.

"Yeah yeah, don't hurt your shoulder pattin' yourself on the back, Boss." He playfully swatted your hip, dangerously close to your rear, causing you to snort.

"Love you too, Gage." As soon as those words left your lips, he almost choked on his own breath. He knew it was meant to tease, but it still made his heart do a somersault.

"Jesus boss..."

"Hehe, sorry."

A comfortable silence washed over the both of you. You watched a pair of Pack raiders run out the main entrance, likely high off their mind. The one eyed raider didn't even bother to comment on it.

"Got the whole world at our feet boss. Nothing stoppin' us now." His eyes looked over the park once more. "Ain't nothing gets better than this." He looked down at you with a rare vulnerability.

"It's just you and me."

You placed your hand over his own that was still placed on your hip. Gage took it as an invitation to rub your waist through your clothes with his thumb.

"You and me against the world," he repeated himself. "And I wouldn't have it any other fuckin' way." After letting his words hang in the air for a moment, he sighed.

"Alright, enough lovey dovey bullshit. Let's go do something. I'm gettin' restless." Your right hand man stepped away from you, his warmth removed from your side.

"Awe come on, I was enjoying your softer side," you pouted, turning on your heel to look at him. Gage shot you a glare, though there was no malice in his gaze.

"You're a tease, y'know that?" He huffed as he leaned against the door leading down into the restaurant.

"Going back to your own little spot?" You asked, causing Gage to shake his head. "Nah, it ain't like that. I practically live up here now anyway. No point in goin' to bed alone if I get to have you."

You couldn't argue with that. Half of his stuff was laying around your living space. You walked up to him, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Might have to turn the restaurant into something else then, if you're not using anymore."

"Maybe, ought to keep us busy awhile," Gage mumbled in your ear. "Dealt enough with keepin' those clowns happy."

"Are you suggesting we get a little us time?" You inquired, your cheek leaning against his shoulder.

"Hell, boss, ain't saying no to that." He snickered. "Not sure if I'll know how do that. Never got to have any of this. But I'd like to get some time alone with you before those assholes come whinin' about their problems again."

"Just you and me?"

"Just you and I, boss."

[darligvane]

Wow this is old and could look a lot better. Okay.

Scenario in which Gages old boss “The Harvester” makes it through the gauntlet at Nuka-World and kills Overboss Colter. Gage hasn’t seen Harvest since he betrayed him so many years ago and presumed him dead, but unfortunately for him Connor tracked him down and is ready to resume his position as his boss.

Connor was only mentioned like… once… in Gages dialogue, but me and @porcelllio have taken that and run with it. Expect lots of art of him.

[sammypinkgirl]

Fallout 4 companions react to Sole Survivor’s last Prewar morning, in the memory lounger - Part 2:

Gage (platonic): He hadn’t believed the lounger would work for a second. Hell, he’d thought it was just a scam, and the doc was nutcase. Despite how much he tried to turn Sole down, and how often he tried to argue his way out, he eventually sat in the chair just to shut them up. When Gage found himself in Sole’s prewar house, he couldn’t believe how clean everything was. It was too damn nice, is what he thought. There wasn’t a speck of dirt anywhere. When Gage tasted the coffee, or at least the memory version, he kinda liked it. Overall, he saw just how cushy Sole’s life was once. How the hell had someone had it this good, and turned out to be overboss? The hell happened? And when he looked outside, his mind was even more confused. The grass was green, the people were all dressed nice on their doorsteps, and nobody was armed to the teeth. He couldn’t help but be in awe. This wasn’t the world he knew. He couldn’t help but assume people messed up big to get the world to where it was in the present. When Gage saw the bombs drop, he thought it was pretty. He’d always liked explosions, and blowing shit up. The difference here, was seeing what it cost, and knowing what came next. After the memory lounger, Gage would pay more attention to his boss, trying to see what their deal was, and really understand.

Gage (Romanced): Seeing the way Sole’s life was before the bombs, Gage couldn’t help but think worse of himself. Hell, he thought worse of the whole Nuka World operation in comparison. How the hell was he supposed to make them happy when this was what their normal looked like? All the work that went into Nuka World, and it wasn’t even close to somethin’ as nice as all this. And what the hell was he supposed to do, now that he’d seen what they did? Gage felt jealous of Sole’s spouse, and what they’d been able to give them. After the memory lounger, Gage tried to do little things to show he cared about Sole, more than usual. He wouldn’t tell them how he felt, about what he saw. That’d make him look bad.

Danse (platonic): Seeing the prewar world as it was would be…amazing to the paladin. Of course, he’d studied what life was like in many different ways, collected relics frequently, but there was only so much to be learned from a few machines. Seeing it before his own eyes made it feel real. Danse was amazed as he felt the air conditioning on his skin, being used to stuffy buildings, and the prydwen. He saw how clean everything was and felt a sense of sorrow at what the world lost. When danse saw the world outside the living room window, he couldn’t help but stare. The autumn tree leaves were beautiful, orange and red like he’d never seen. The grass was green, actually green, and not just described in a terminal. He couldn’t help but feel sorry for Sole, seeing all of this, seeing what they lost. It would be a lot for anyone, but losing a world as peaceful as this and their spouse? He worried about them. He would have them receive a mental evaluation when they got back to the prydwen, just in case they had ptsd. Overall though, Danse was just ashamed at what humans had destroyed, over petty politics.

Danse (Romanced): It was strange for him, seeing Sole’s life before the war. They told him it was to get a better understanding of them, and that’s exactly what happened. When Danse looked around at the world before the bombs, Sole’s life such a short while ago to them, he couldn’t help but think he could do more for them. When he looked at their partner, he felt a strange sense of camaraderie. He would have told them that he’d take care of Sole, and not to worry. Seeing Sole’s life before the bombs made Danse wore honest with them, not that he ever lied, but it made him less reserved. They shared something very intimate, and he wanted to share feelings with them.

MacCready (platonic): He was absolutely shocked when he saw it all. There was no way it could be real. There’s no way the world could have been this nice once. But the proof was in front of him. It was there. The house was clean and spotless, not a bullethole in sight, there was a TV running, telling the news like he’d always heard about, and the world outside was beautiful. He couldn’t help but stare, taking it all in. It was like seeing the world for the first time. Everything was so…nice. This is what the world should have stayed like, what he and Lucy could have had if things had turned out differently… When he saw the bombs drop, MacCready was horrified. He didn’t know explosions got that big. He started appreciating what he had when he got out of the memory lounger, trying to see the bright side of things, even if it was harder now that he’d seen the past.

MacCready (romanced): How was he supposed to give them something that compared to this? This was what their life was like just a while ago, from their side of things. They’d fallen for him, and all his stupid jokes, and said they loved him, but now he couldn’t imagine why. He couldn’t give them this, not even close! When Macreedy saw what Sole’s life was before, he felt like he understood them better, and like he could do more for them. What he saw in front of his eyes was what he wanted for Duncan, and Sole, and Shaun if they ever found him. Some things he noticed included the comic book on the table, he knew they liked them, the TV because he thought it was super cool, and just how cute baby Shaun was. When MacCrewdy got out of the pod, he vowed to give Sole a better life, a good one at least, and to do his best for them.

[fallout-drabbles-n-stuff]

Nuka-world bosses if they had pillow talk lines:

Mason:

“Might wanna wear something more coverin’ boss, I got a little carried away *chuckle*”

“Guess you could say I’m feral in the streets and the sheets *wink*”

“Damn, I didn’t think you had it in ya.”

Nisha:

“I think my favorite necklace is a hand, mine on you of course..”

“See, I told you I could be gentle too…”

“Shh, I’ll go get you a drink. Your throat must be sore..”

Mags:

“Heh, maybe caps aren’t better than sex after all *smirks*”

“Where in the world did you learn how to do THAT? Actually, maybe I don’t want to know- I like to think of you as mine only, boss.”

“As much as I love it, you gotta keep your voice down, sweetheart. Someone overhearing you will be bad for business *chuckle*”

[alocowberry]

Falloutober Day 2: Neon!

I’ve been putting off doing a Mason piece for awhile, but he’s my favorite boss in Nuka world so I finally got around to it :3

Prompts by @falloutober

[s3a0tterart]

Wanted to have a small series of chibi designs of (@ursa.major.art on Instagram aka Rain/Eddie) and my characters as like little sneak peaks to their designs incase it takes me a while to get to them and gives me soemthing to draw during the little down time between work as i dont get a lot of commisions

Characters on page- (mainly mine)

Brigg Mizrahi (wasteland mechanic)

Leonie Gatorclaw (Nukaworld Overboss & Alchemy user)

Freddy Price (Recluse surgically ’fixed’ cyclops)

Baby Parton (Genetically Mutated Raider)

Anaisha Joshi (Institute Scientist, head of new srb & fabrication lab)

“Spitter” Tuyen Ortega (Raider, Hellrider Gang 3rd in command)

[everydayyoulovemeless]

read your post about companions with a child sole and thought about how funny having a child be the overboss of nuka world is

like it’s just a bunch of scary ass raiders and their boss is some kid like no one would take them seriously

Nuka-World Leaders With A Child!Overboss

➼ Word Count » 0.4k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Genre » Platonic, Fluff ➼ A/N » That kid would be straight pimping out in the wastes

Mags Black will treat you the kindest because she thinks she'll get a better payout if she does. She's always making the Operators give you cute new hairstyles in the hopes that you'll favor them over the other gangs. She'll coo and dote on you and your well-being, fixing you up with better gear so you're better equipped for the waste. After a while, she might genuinely start to view you as her younger sibling. It'll be apparent through the ways she hits your shoulder when you say something a bit impolite, or how she pushes you behind her when you're threatened.

William Black is fairly cold toward you. He doesn't understand why his sister took a liking to you so quickly when you were sure to die any second now. However, he'll fall into the role of 'older brother' once Mags gets more and more attached to you. It's a natural occurrence — if his sister considers you to be a part of the family, then he's bound to as well.

Nisha wants to slaughter Gage the second you're announced as the overboss. You being in charge makes all the other gangs look like a joke and she's not going to stand around and wait to be humiliated. However, she does give it a chance (albeit reluctantly). She'll wait to hear about your return once you left with Gage to take over Kiddie Kingdom, and when you come back alive and with the park in your possession, she'll warm up quickly. She'll approach you herself, crouching down to see you eye to eye as she promises you she won't let you die, and if you wanted, she'd gladly replace Gage for you. The rest is up to you, but one thing's for certain — you have her protection, and she'd be damned if there wasn't at least one Disciple around to be a second bodyguard along with Gage.

Mason thinks you're a riot and always has you kidnapped brought to the Ampihteater to see how far he and the Pack can take you before you start getting scared of the raider gangs. It won't be anything bad, just having you watch the animals maim each other in the ring or forcing you to participate in putting collars on the slaves. He stops once with Gage or Mags tell him off, even if he thinks it ruins the fun. Once you start claiming areas of the park, he'll start treating you with a lot more respect than before. He'll call you over to celebrate with him and the Pack where he'll throw you on his shoulders and give you whatever you ask for. He's like the frat bro of the four and always tries to get you hammered with him while the Black twins aren't watching.

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Hello there☺️I have a question for you. I read your Fallout and story about Porter Gage and I was wondering if you'd consider writing something for Mason? It's completely fine if not. Sending much love 🫶🏻

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OMG thanks so much for the ask and sorry that it took so long^^ I had some troubles getting back into Fallout for this one but here is something sweet/suggestive with the Pack Alpha😉

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Summary: you cleared out Nuka-World and distributed the spoils among the Pack and the Operators which deserved to be properly celebrated

Words: 566

Reader: female reader in mind but no specific descriptions used

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a soft glow over the raucous celebration unfolding around the Nuka-Town Market. While mingling with the Pack and the Operators, basking in the sweet taste of your bloody victory, your eyes couldn't help but stray towards Mason, the leader of the Pack. Perhaps it was the haze of alcohol clouding your mind but the rugged Alpha, known for his strong demeanour, seemed oddly vulnerable tonight. You had noticed Mason's longing glances throughout the evening, his eyes searching for yours amidst the chaotic revelry. His attempts at flirting were endearing, but you couldn't deny the slight quiver in his voice, a sign that he was fighting an internal battle of nerves. A faint smile tugged at the corners of your lips, you found it endearing, a sign that there was more to this man than his tough exterior.

As the laughter and music filled the air, you found yourself drawn back to Mason's side. With each step, your heart raced, wondering what could be awaiting you in the depths of his troubled soul. Finally, you found yourselves alone, hidden away from the jubilant crowd, around a corner at the far end of the celebrations. Mason stood before you, hands firmly pressed against his sides and his gaze fixed upon your face, his rugged features softened by the flickering glow of the torches.

He mustered the courage to speak, his words tumbling out in a mix of nerves and longing. His mouth ran on its own, leaving him to watch helplessly as as the one question he tried to bury deep within spilled from his lips.

"Look. Let's cut to the chase. Have you picked your favourite yet? Maybe Gage? He made you the Overboss after all", he huffed, his voice trembled, betraying the truth behind his alpha male façade.

You rolled your eyes and playfully took a step towards him, silently daring him to continue his little jealous game, eager to tease him in return, testing how far you would need to push him to finally break him out of his shell.

"I intend to treat everyone here equally, even Porter."

Your lips twitched when you noticed a flicker of jealous anger in his eyes upon referring to Gage by his first name.

"Ain't no two things in this world that's truly equal boss. Everything has its place."

Mason's heart raced painfully, threatening to burst out of his chest and it took every ounce of his strength to take a step closer. Your bodies stood close, too much and not enough, a deep longing surged through his veins, realising how close you were, how easy it would be to touch you, feel your soft skin against his.

"Then yours is going to be underneath me", your eyes held a predatory glint as a mischievous smirk danced across your lips, "tonight, in my bed."

Mason's breath caught in his throat, his eyes darkening with sudden desire coursing through his body. There was something in your tone that struck him to his core, causing a low groan to escape his lips as he felt his growing arousal pressing against the confines of his pants. Your fingers entwined with his and leading him towards Fizztop Mountain, away from the party and unwanted eyes. For once, the mighty Alpha of the Pack willingly followed, for you were his Overboss, and rightfully so.

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The Raider, The Bear, The Elder, The Alpha

This is the newest final part of a few of y'all's favorite accidental series, "The Raider and the Bear", the totality of which can be found here.

Summary: A month after the events of The Raider and The Bear, (and its companion fic, The Bear and the Raider) Porter Gage and the Overboss are settling into their slightly skewed version of domestic bliss. But even as Gage falls into the easy routine of service and sex; the violent act that his Overboss has asked him to support (and the upheaval of Nuka World that will result from it), hangs over him. As he struggles to totally understand his feelings for the mascot-wearing woman that turned his life upside down, her past traumas and fears find a new avenue with which to haunt them both.

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death (described in some detail), Rape/Non-Con (mostly implied and referenced, no details)

Category: F/M

Fandom: Fallout 4

Word Count: 17k

Relationships: Porter Gage/Female Sole Survivor, Porter Gage/Female Nuka-World Overboss, Porter Gage/Original Female Character(s), Arthur Maxson/Female Sole Survivor, Arthur Maxson/Original Female Character(s), Porter Gage & Mason (Fallout 4), Mason & Female Nuka-World Overboss, Mason & Female Sole Survivor, Mason & Original Female Character

Characters: Porter Gage, Mason (Fallout 4), Arthur Maxson, Original Fallout 4 Character(s), Female Sole Survivor (Fallout), Female Nuka-World Overboss (Fallout), Raider Characters (Fallout), Nuka-World Raider Characters (Fallout), Nuka-World Overboss (Fallout), Sole Survivor (Fallout)

Additional Tags and Warnings Under the Cut

Additional Tags/Warnings: Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Behavior, Not Canon Compliant, Post-Apocalypse, Alternate History, Romance, Smut, Angst, Heavy Angst, Raiders (Fallout), Nuka-World Amusement Park (Fallout), Game: Fallout 4: Nuka-World DLC, Morally Ambiguous Character, Original Character(s), Minor Original Character(s), Love Confessions, Service Submission, Service Kink, Non-Sexual Submission, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Implied/Referenced Sexual Harassment, Implied/Referenced Sex, Past Abuse, Past Rape/Non-con, Rape Aftermath, Non-Graphic Rape/Non-Con, Murder, Brutal Murder, Murder Kink, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Rough Kissing, Roughness, Penis In Vagina Sex, Creampie

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Porter Gage was torn between two impulses, one old and one new.

The old impulse was the same thing that had driven him ever since coming to Nuka World. He wanted more: more power, more influence, more caps, more unity among the Raiders, more collared traders, more of everything he liked about the place. 

Under Colter, that particular impulse for more had stalled out, mostly because Colter was such a useless asshole. Under the new Overboss, well, his Overboss (the most beautiful woman who’d ever even considered opening her legs to Porter Gage), it had stalled out again because of the second impulse.

The second impulse was more of a human thing, if he were being honest. The most human thing.

He just couldn’t keep his hands off the Boss. Gage had been bedding her for almost a month now, and he felt like aside from fucking her, he couldn’t get a single other damn thing done.

He’d fucked her in their bathroom, in every imaginable position in her bed. He’d fucked her on the counter where they normally spread out their loot after a raid, he’d fucked her on the floor (and paid for it with his knees). He’d fucked her up against the wall, and bent over every piece of furniture in the Grille. He’d even fucked her on the way to threaten a settlement, pulling her into the back of a pre-War truck to do it.

That last one, actually, had crossed line for him - they’d been traveling, which meant she’d ridden him while wearing the bearhead, gripping the crossbars of his armor as he thrust up into her from below. But since it had turned out that he couldn’t get enough of her no matter what she wore, the bearhead didn’t matter. And really, it hadn’t been quite as awful as he’d imagined it would be. In fact, he thought he’d probably do it again. 

Hopefully soon.

Okay, so maybe both impulses were for more. 

Maybe Porter Gage was a damn sight more simple of a man than he had been willing to admit.

In truth, he was drunk with his lust for more. They still went out on jobs, but he had gotten shambling, sloppy. He was liable to put his foot on a trap or get caught unawares by a Yao Guai. He thought only of the alabaster skin under her clothes, of the smell of her hair, of the temple between her legs. He would emerge from a daydream about her to find himself in a completely different location - having walked from Fizztop to the Market, or all the way out to one of the other parks, without even having noticed.

He felt guilty, but he also felt more relaxed than he ever had under Colter’s haphazard reign. After all, Nuka World was doing okay in his estimation, so it had been fine when he’d let a few things slip. 

Probably.

In any event, the sloppiness was going to end.

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