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stoat-party · 7 months

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Big fan of The Charon Situation being just so incurably screwed up. If ever there were a person equipped to have full control over an adult man’s free will, it’s definitely not the Lone Wanderer. Even the most educated, well-meaning, and genuinely righteous LW couldn’t handle the responsibility. She’s a teenager raised in an insular totalitarian ant farm who’s suddenly been thrust into a world with no authorities, no guidance.

Which creates a wonderful dynamic with Charon. If Ahzrukhal is to be believed, he was raised this way - he never had the chance to be an adult, taking risks, shouldering responsibility, gaining independence. His parents probably weren’t in the picture for long. I imagine his lack of agency causes him to be emotionally immature sometimes - how can you learn to solve problems like an adult if all the adults in your life treat you like a weapon or a dog or a houseplant?

This guy has to be so screwed up in every way. According to the game guide, he just doesn’t sleep?? Or Azzy never let him sleep? He has that idiosyncratic formal speech pattern, he worries a lot, and the only personal detail we know about him is that guns make him happy. He also kind of openly hates the player’s guts sometimes (he’s sarcastic when given certain commands, is joyfully mean about the GECK, and basically sentences you to death in the non-canon base game ending). No matter how hard the LW tries, some damaged part of him will always resent her authority. She could be a thousand times kinder, fairer, and more just than all his previous employers combined, but she’s still one of them. He still doesn’t have free will.

That power is illegitimate for a reason. There’s no way not to misuse it eventually, especially for a teenager with endless stress and trauma of her own. You’re fighting and you tell him to shut up so you can have the last word. You get a significant other and he gets left home with the dog some nights. You take a quest path he doesn’t approve of and he has to grit his teeth and go along with it.

It’s not fair, can never be fair, and that’s the perfect dynamic to explore. Because as much as he hates her, he loves her too. She literally saved him from Hell on earth, gave him the opportunity to be a force for good. He’s not dumb, he knows that the problem is the contract, not her. Over the years they’ll mature together and learn how to fix a lot of these problems. There are so many unique challenges to creating a healthy relationship out of… that.

(A lot of writers have the contract get destroyed, especially for 😉 reasons. There’s nothing in the game indicating that can’t happen, and it works fine for their purposes. I just think it’s more fun for it to be a continuous obstacle.)

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cannibalcreeps · 5 months

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Love this grumpy grumbly man

#fallout has some horror to it so i can just slowly sliiiide my love for Charon and ghouls into here >w>#i do love this man tho he's my first favourite companion and i can never give him up #tho i may make a 2nd account thats just dedicated to him and my other fave ghouls i want to smooch UwU #fallout 3 #fallout 3 Charon #fallout 3 ghoul #fallout charon

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skatik · 1 year

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wandering the wastes

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heyitsphoenix2006 · 4 days

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FALLOUT GHOULS MY BELOVED 💖

I don’t do fanart often but damn, I kinda wanna start doin more lmao

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psykersomatic · 2 years

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danses-with-dogmeat · 9 months

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C is for -- Charon

Oh, Charon 🥺

I just adore this guy, and still, I cannot believe how close it was between him and Boone on this poll. But either way is a win in my book, really😅

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But I hope y'all love this! Just make sure to check out the rating 😉

Pair: Charon x F!Lone

Dialogue Prompt: “Can you just hold me for a moment?”

Word: Care

Rating: NSFW

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 1.6k

NSFW below, minors, please do not interact!

“Charon–”

Lone’s strained voice sent another shock down the ghoul’s searing spine. He gritted his teeth, his strong fingers clenching her thigh tightly where he held her legs open for him, where his broad hips slotted between them with every forceful thrust.

“Say it again.” He growled, his grip like iron, his expression focused on staving off that great feeling of release, in favor of tipping his partner over the edge first and foremost.

“Charon, fuck,” She breathed out heavily, her mesmerizing chest rising and falling rapidly with his jostling, with her own jerky movements, the bucking of her hips pushing him deeper into her, and following him still as he pulled back.

Close. She’s so close.

Charon's eyes closed briefly, as he allowed his head to fall back, to soak in the mere feeling of her body beneath his. The warmth of her thighs and her ass, pressed flush against him, the softness of her smooth skin against his own rugged planes of flesh, his firm, calloused hands pressing divots into her yielding plushness.

The small, stone room within the abandoned house reeked of their lewd activities, and in it, he felt the slickness of her sweat, he reveled in the sweet sound of her keening moans, and the way her walls gripped him… Like she never wanted him to leave her.

It took effort to haul himself in and out of her tightness, but the way she reacted when he hit that sweet spot deep inside her, when the roughness of his skin rubbed her just right, he couldn’t take it.

Charon’s eyes sprang open again, his grip on her thigh tightened to the point of bruising, and he brought his free hand to her center. Expertly, his fingers delved between her lower lips, and began to press firm circles over the sensitive nub he found there.

He braced himself again, as Lone’s hips flew up off the old, creaky mattress, her own fingers tightening against the fabric until they paled, her eyes rolling back as lightning seemed to explode up her spine.

Charon groaned at the way her heat pulsed around him, as she came undone with the press of his fingers. He held onto her tightly as she rode out her pleasure, his stark eyes unblinking as he absorbed the rapturous sight beneath him. He usually made it a point not to ogle his employer– his partner.

Right.

‘Were together now,’ she’d told him. Almost a month ago; still, for one as old as him, one who was as set in his ways as a person could be, it took Charon some getting used to.

But he respected the hell out of her, no matter the nature of her personal relation to him. He’d seen enough of the way the other wasteland assholes treat young women, he’d ended enough of those interactions himself… He wouldn’t be a part of that problem, not like others had sometimes forced him to be. And yet… There were certain special times, where he let his eyes linger on her seemingly just as disrespectfully, where he let those feelings surrounding her engulf him, he let the sensations flow through his body and become evidence of the attraction he felt for her.

But therein lay the difference between him and them. He'd never disrespect her, beyond a bit of a gawking look, that is. But beyond that? Charon would give his life for Lone, and not just because of that scrap of paper she held. He would do or be whatever she needed most, any time that she asked, simply because she was Lone, and the way she allowed him to be this?

To show her how he felt, truthfully?

She was the first smoothskin– or person Charon felt this sort of affection for in… who the hell knows how long?

Now was one of those times, though. When-- despite his respect, his affection, the rareness, the novelty of being with her in the first place-- he let himself really look at her. The way her breasts heaved, glossy and picturesque with sweat, the way her delicate brows furrowed and shielded her eyes from him, the way her mouth hung open, releasing wanton gasps that, when they met Charon's ears, left his stomach tightening and his cock throbbing with need. Need to tip over his own threshold and into the same such pleasure he saw her enveloped in.

“Lone…” Charon’s low voice sounded from his chest, and he felt another shudder pass through her body and into his. Felt that heavenly gush of slick around him, felt the way she constricted him again, before her body fell, lax and tingling, back against the mattress.

Her eyes blinked open, dark and sensual with the way her pupils were blown out with the pleasure he’d just wrought from her.

“Hm?” She hummed, almost absently.

“Where?” His bright, intense eyes stayed locked to her glossy ones as he began to thrust into her relaxed body once again, with a renewed vigor. Lone grimaced slightly as she felt his cock drag along her walls, feeling every rough sensation amplified by her own recent release.

“A-anywhere, just– ah, just not inside.”

He gave a gruff nod, before setting his grip upon her hips, and pulled her forward into him, instantly picking up his pace as she gripped onto the mattress for dear life.

“God, Charon. Fuck, not too–”

“Almost. There.” He grunted, feeling his member swelling further with each harsh thrust, each blissful drag of her hot, tight walls around him.

He slammed in, one more time, before fully wrenching his cock out of her, just in time to spill his release onto the foot of the mattress.

Charon continued kneeling, allowing himself just a moment to breathe, to let that feeling of relief wash over him as one hand gripped his throbbing member, giving it a couple final jerks, until he was fully spent. His eyes darted to Lone, noting the way small tremors still ran through her body, and damn-near smirking at that blissed out look upon her face.

She’d closed her eyes, he noticed, as he stood up and gathered his clothes, already beginning to dress and prepare to take watch while his partner slept soundly behind him.

He’d only managed to haul his pants up over his hip bones, when he heard a small voice sound through the dim.

“Charon?”

“Hm?” He stepped over to the mattress, his brow furrowed as he looked down at her.

Lone’s hair was mussed, her eyes tired, her voice almost as raspy as his own.

She needs to rest, after all that.

He had to stop himself from looking visibly pleased at the thought.

“Do you… do you have to go on watch right now?”

Charon knelt down, as she sat up on the mattress. Meeting one another in the middle.

Distractedly, the ghoul found his hand moving to her arm, rubbing over a healing mark there. Maybe from some scuffle with raiders or mirelurks, maybe from him, he didn’t know.

Have to be more careful… He recalled his grip on her thigh earlier, and on her hips. She’ll bruise from that, too.

“Charon?”

Her voice hit him, and he looked back up to her with a shrug.

He should go on watch. It’s what he was supposed to do, if he was going to protect her. But the terms of their agreement had changed so much over the months…

“Well… Instead of that, do you think you could, um…”

She was always so strong, outspoken, usually so direct. It had surprised him in the beginning, knowing the soft vault life she’d come from. But he’d always admired it.

This behavior though… It was strange.

“Is something wrong?” He heard himself ask, even as one rough hand continued to stroke over her skin.

“N-no, I just… Can you just hold me? For a moment? It doesn’t have to be long, but…”

“Yes.” He stopped her. It sounded as though she were going to explain herself, try and justify this request, that to any other partner should be more than reasonable. It was expected, he was sure.

But with me…

Not for the first time in their relationship, not even for the first time that night, Charon found himself wondering what she saw in him. What she wanted from him.

But this… in a way, it helped him understand.

She truly sees me as her partner. Not an asset, not a bodyguard or a beast of burden, not a weapon, not a means to an end.

But an equal.

It was something that was going to take some getting used to.

“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, or anything. I know we’re never mushy like this, really, but I don’t know, tonight, I just…”

“It’s alright.”

Lone moved over a bit on the mattress, making room for his bulk as Charon settled, albeit a bit uncomfortably, beside her. The mattress stopped supporting him almost as high as his knees, but Charon tried not to pay mind to it.

No, like he had earlier, he tried to ground himself in her.

Lone moved closer to him as he settled, and Charon’s arm snaked around her shoulders as her hands seamlessly wound about his bare waist. Her puffy cheek pressed into the firmness of his chest, and he felt the soft puffs of breath over his ruined skin lulling him into a blissful state of quietude.

A heavy sigh escaped her, and he felt any stiffness left in her body vacate, as she melted into his shared contact.

It was something he never knew he might come to enjoy. Never dared to want, not with the people he usually found himself close to. But this… Charon felt that he may just be able to get used to it.

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biohazrat · 11 months

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Doodle page for instagram lol

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ohhyperbola · 4 months

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ok so funny story so i started fallout 3 for the first time and i rly wanted to get to charon to be my follower and i completly aciddentallyyyy skipped "following his footsteps" quest and then got lost trying to find three dog

anyways my lone wanderer (Bert) and charon are besties

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adarlingmess · 11 months

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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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libertybri · 24 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.”

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