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【FO4】 COMPANIONS AS KISSERS

Cait is a messy kisser; everything with her is forthright and raw — all tongues and teeth. She isn't the best practiced at intimacy... far from it, but she relishes the opportunity to show commitment in a very simple, unambiguous manner. It allows her to save her words for inelegant muttering and praise; this is her partner, and every kiss sends butterflies through her stomach that fluster her to no end.

Cait enjoys threading her fingers through her partner's hair but will never tug outside of the bedroom. She enjoys running her thumb over her partner's kiss-swollen lips, admiring her handiwork and letting the feelings of being in love bloom through her chest. She also likes to keep her eyes open from time to time, seeing her love melt into her kiss brings her sheer bliss.

Curie is a doe-eyed sweetheart once she learns what kisses are. She will constantly ask her partner for quick little pecks — face lighting up every time and will happily toddle off with a bubbly sway for another ten minutes until she returns. The novelty of kisses don't fade, and even after twenty years of marriage, Curie would still gaze with big, hopeful eyes and ask for consent to kiss them. Her kisses become longer and harder with time and familiarity... but they very rarely expand beyond chaste expressions of love.

Curie loves embracing her partner during kisses, often looping her arms over their shoulders and trapping them into a series of little kisses all over their face. Even one in return will have her beaming and giddy.

Paladin Danse is an awkward kisser at first. Contrary to the story that that strapping chest and burly biceps tell: that man is very inexperienced with romance. He won't know where to put his hands — his partner will have to guide them from behind his back — and he will have that little Danse look of bewilderment on his face. He's like kissing a statue and he won't reciprocate at all at first, just experiencing it.

But with time and patience, he will flourish and his love will find themselves with their head cradled and a gentle hand on their chin guiding them to meet his lips. Danse's kisses are soft and chaste but he takes his time — always exhaling a pleased sigh on the first of a series of smooches. This isn't true for his amorous moments however; in which his demeanour flips entirely... and his sweetheart can expect to be manhandled and kissed until they go dizzy from lack of air. Horny Danse uses tongue.

Deacon is cautious with his affections. He won't express any romantic sentiments in the field — and will reject any advances made by his partner with an apologetic brush of his hand against theirs. Even in private, if they aren't somewhere he deems safe from danger: Deacon will only press gentle kisses to his sweetheart's hand or give them a chaste peck on the cheek. His eyes are always on the horizon; he just can't ever truly settle out on the road.

But if at home, Deacon's love can expect a cheeky, playful tongue worming its way past their lips to lick behind their teeth. He still isn't overly tactile, worried that they'll second-guess their affections for him if he gives his all. He's worried about being vulnerable and the real him, so it takes time for the domestic, routine kisses to come into the relationship.

Dogmeat is a very slobbery but loving kisser. He is quite opiniated in whom he will lick and grace with his divine affection: but those that are worthy shall never be without a tongue up their nose again.

John Hancock has smooched just about every possible breed and variation of person you can find. They're originally rough and playful, a tiny peck of his chapped lips meant as a tease — given to lover and foe alike. As his relationship deepens, Hancock will find himself learning how to properly show romantic affections (far too used to hounding his bedpartners with a roving tongue and groping hands) because it just won't feel right treating his sweetheart with any less reverence than they deserve. His love can expect arms wrapping around them from behind, the ghoul swaying them both in time to some old-world tune and pressing kisses along their jaw up to their ear.

Even after he's found his domestic footing, Hancock is still an earthy, eccentric man that would never dream of concealing appreciation for his lover's thighs and backside — and will openly share his affinity for kissing there. He is but a man.

RJ MacCready forgets to breathe during kisses. He'll go until he physically can't any longer, forced to pull away from his partner to pant for air. He gasps after tiny pecks, holds his breath when his sweetheart trails kisses over his body. It's one of the best ways to shut him up — to kiss him — as the sniper's brain just shuts off and melts into goo. He'll hold onto whatever is close, be it digging his fingers into a tabletop or his lover's sides, and he'll find his tongue useless for the next thirty seconds afterwards.

MacCready loves to pepper kisses over his partner's tummy, its something he's grown fond of since having Duncan, as making a loved one squirm and giggle floods his heart with warmth. He'll try his best to pin them down and lavish over them as best he can, blowing raspberries and stealing kisses when they're distracted being tickled by his devilishly deft fingers.

Nick Valentine is a well-bred gallant whose devotion and love are shared by touch. A kiss is never without a supportive hand on his partner's lower back, or his 'flesh' hand cupping their jaw. The detective's kisses are slow and deliberate, used to convey trust, vulnerability and adoration rather than lust. He will always remove his hat — holding it to shield them from view if in public, and even if his partner is taller than him... Nick always leans his body against them and dips his lover to meet his lips.

It isn't uncommon for Nick to give his sweetheart a kiss on the top of their head if he walks past them sitting, or a peck on the forehead if they are standing.

Old Longfellow is an experienced old man; he doesn't mess around, tolerates no brahminshit and certainly won't toy around with his partner or let them play around with him. His kisses are rough but fleeting, his hooked nose poking out his love's eye or digging into their cheek. Longfellow almost always has some kind of muck smeared on his face but he refuses to apologise for it — he loves witnessing his partner squeal and try to squirm away too much.

He is a very tactile man; he will sulk and grump if he can't wrap his arms around his sweetheart during a kiss. He loves burying his face in the crook of their neck, and peppering kisses there and over their collarbone and shoulder.

Piper Wright's kisses are never finished without a boop! to the nose after they part. She enjoys short and playful kisses most of the time, little smooches with pauses between to have her partner guess which flavour of lip gloss she put on this morning. She always tastes sweet, aided by whatever treat she's been picking at. Piper likes to hold her love close to her front, usually by grabbing them by the collar and tugging them in. She'd employ tongue in private, when she's feeling amorous but she's restrained and polite — preferring to nibble her partner's bottom lip and waggle her eyebrows.

Piper is also a hand kisser: but not in the chivalrous, respectful way like you would to royalty. The journalist will instinctively grab and kiss her love's hand if it comes into her general vicinity above hip-level, and will lift their entwined hands when they walk together and give a kiss to their knuckles.

Porter Gage struggles with intimacy, finding the notion of being loved a very daunting, unfamiliar prospect. He overcompensates at the beginning of his relationship, clacking his teeth against his partner's and manhandling their hips against his. But with time and reassurance he will settle — however that raider roughness will never leave him. It will take a lot of work to have him comfortable with chaste kisses. However if determined, it is possible; and he will begin to regularly for-lack-of-a-better-term bunt against his love like a cat does. It's his odd version of a peck, pressing his cheek to his partner's body or near headbutting them as they say hellos or goodbyes.

Gage flits between being a very tactile, hands-on kisser, and being quite restrained or awkward depending on how vulnerable he's feeling that day (the latter being guarded and the former being open) — but generally he enjoys feeling his partner as a solid, grounding presence, and will run his hands over their sides and down their back. If he's feeling extra intimate or sappy in that moment, Gage's partner may find themselves backed up against a wall with their hands held above their head. It isn't even an inherently sexual act, he just enjoys the moment to focus solely on his love rather than have the distractions of their reciprocated embrace.

Preston Garvey is an inexperienced lover, but he puts his everything into each kiss and tender touch. His affections are never without a warm embrace around his partner, holding them close like he's worried they'll disappear. Once started, it will be hard to get Preston to part from his sweetheart — unless they are intruded upon. He tends to devour his partner with every kiss but is unsure of what to do with his tongue. He thrives with a confident partner willing to lead him, and will have praise tumbling from his lips endlessly. An in-love Preston struggles to shut up.

He'll pepper kisses over anywhere he can reach: but his favourite is giving his love a long, meaningful kiss over their heart. Having their heartbeat so close to his ears brings him comfort, and a face-full of chest is only a bonus.

X6-88 is a restrained, tactical kisser; he kisses only when needed and only for as long as necessary. When his partner's brows are furrowed from concentration, focused resolutely on their work — it is imperative that they are given a peck. X6 stalks his lover for when their guard is down: using that moment to strike them when they're vulnerable and reminding them that not only are they loved but they're oblivious to their surroundings. He'll make a game of it, mentally tallying the scores between catching his sweetheart by surprise or being caught and met with a smug grin against his lips.

He will not do PDA however, and is very strict on it. All kisses are kept between them as their shared little secret. If this means his love must be yanked around the nearest corner and their chin held still — so be it.

【FNV】 COMPANIONS' NICKNAMES

ARCADE:

Arcade Gannon is a verbose, educated man; his nicknames are no different.

Boone is "Achilles." The greatest warrior of Ancient Greece, who's anger and grief is the nucleus of Homer's Iliad. Arcade will emphasise the juxtapositional aspects of breaking the name down into its original Greek, explaining that it means: 'Under the right leadership, [Achilles'] men will bring distress to the enemy — however under poor leadership, [Achilles'] men will face the grief of war.'

In his chronic yapping, Dr. Gannon will relate this to Boone's past and current suffering, but will also note (with much flustering) that Achilles is named as the strongest, fiercest and most attractive warrior of Greece, with 'tawny hair, a large chest, a fine mouth, and powerfully formed arms and legs.'

Cass is "Miss Joad." This is in direct reference to the character 'Rose of Sharon,' the eldest Joad daughter from Steinbeck's 'Grapes of Wrath' — from which Cass' first name comes from. Whilst less of a fan of fiction, Arcade would appreciate Steinbeck's biblical influences and find studying the various religious interpretations of his works fascinating.

If asked for insight into Cass' father's choice of name, Arcade will first explain that her name is common to a variety of beautiful, valuable blooming flora, however if pushed to describe the novel character Dr. Gannon will be truthful and inform her that the fictional Rose of Sharon's character development crested with nourishing a starving man with her lactating breast. He hopes she does not kill him.

Lily is "Mrs. Bowen." It's short, sweet, respectful and professional. Enough to show courtesy — yet formal so to hopefully avoid the nightkin's pleasant bone-crushing hugs.

Raul is "Mister Tejada." Always one to respect his seniors, Arcade remains polite and courteous. He's driven on ensuring those like Raul and Lily know that they're welcomed by their peers without judgement, so he will stick to formalities when in the mechanic's presence.

However, when referencing them to others, such as Courier Six, Dr. Gannon will say "our vaquero" or "Grandma Lily." He has a soft spot for them as his friends and companions, but he refuses unless requested to treat them any differently than other associates.

Veronica is "Galileo." A man that was condemned by the church elders for challenging their beliefs using scientific evidence? Sounds familiar. While it seems pithy and demeaning, Arcade is attempting to use humour to lighten Veronica's difficult situation. He sympathises for her deeply — the pain of being powerless against your family's doctrine is one he knows well.

In sweeter moments, more open and vulnerable times or when referencing the scribe to others, Arcade will call her "Ronnie." I believe they have a mutual affection for one another that really shines through in the intimacy of the Lucky 38.

BOONE:

Craig Boone is a simple, straightforward man; his nicknames are no different.

Arcade is "Doc." Because that's what he is; a doctor. Short, concise, convenient to yell in the field for medical attention.

Cass is "Merchant." A bit of a sore spot considering Cassidy Caravan's demise but Boone would be hesitant to relate her to anything more thoughtful.

Lily is "Ma'am." Respectful, mindful, impersonal.

Raul is "Sir." You'd never guess why.

Veronica is "Scribe." Again, reducing people to their titles or profession. The closeness of their bond, or the space they hold in his heart are irrelevant.

CASS:

Rose of Sharon Cassidy is a sarcastic, pragmatic woman that calls a spade a spade.

Arcade is "Four-Eyes." He wears glasses. He is a nerd. She likes to poke fun at him because he is witty enough to quip back.

Boone is "Grumpy." The scowl. The furrowed brows. Those yummy folded arms. He's grumpy.

Lily is "Meemaw." Affectionate term for Granny. She loves that old woman.

Raul is "Gramps." Half affectionate-half teasing. She knows Raul doesn't like his age so she's leaving him room to bite her back.

Veronica is "Princess." A girly girl who yearns for a dress but instead must settle for a hydraulic gauntlet of destruction.

LILY:

Arcade is "Pet." Lily sees him as skittish, small and docile, akin to a baby deer that's frightened out of its mind. She's extra gentle with him, offering far more verbal praise and affection than physical.

Boone is "Mister Cranky-Pants." He hates it. She just wants him to accept a cookie or a hug for once.

Cass is "Poppet." I know its a British term but its too cute to pass up. Lily has been around a long time, there's a chance she could have picked it up, okay? Cass makes her think of a pretty little cowgirl doll, small, delicate and rosy-cheeked — and the similarity to the 'poppy' flower certainly helps.

Raul is "Muffin." Short for 'ragamuffin', Lily views Raul as a dear poorly cared for and will often offer to patch up his clothes, draw him a nice bath, and gives him extra attention and treats. Lily views any insistence that he's old as endearing indignation.

Veronica is "Sweetpea." She's beautiful, colourful, bubbly and never says no to getting her nails painted. Definitely Lily's secret favourite and the one that tolerates her affections most.

RAUL:

Raul worries about giving his friends nicknames, for that means he's holding more love and affection for them than he'd like to admit to himself. He won't let himself get too close to others again; not after Rafaela and Claudia.

But he will occasionally sprinkle in a few terms, mostly along the lines of "amigo/amiga" or "chico/chica" to the younger members of the party. The exception is Lily, that gets "Abuelita" just to sate her and get her off his back... and to have the memory of his own grandmother fade into the background.

VERONICA:

Arcade is "Goody Two-Shoes." She knows he's a sweetheart really but he tends to hide it under an awkward, prickly demeanour and resting bitch face. Veronica likes teasing him, especially for his endearing actions, and likes to make a big fuss about his Followers' duties.

Boone is "Big B." Veronica doesn't need x-ray vision to see the eyeroll behind his sunglasses. She reads the room, she'll swap just to his surname if he's particularly unwilling to humour her that day: but most of the time he's Big B. She of all the other companions can admire his muscular physique and the dedication he's put into his health and she believes he deserves recognition for that.

Cass is just "Cass." It's the cowgirl's predisposed preference, and already a nickname. She can respect that, but it doesn't deter the occasional "Sassy Miss Cassy" coming through.

Lily is "Granny." Lily's affections warm the scribe's heart, and she misses having a familial community around. She'll allow Lily her fantasy and will happily spend time with her as long as Lily knows that she's not her actual grandchild.

Raul is "Tio." Because of her surname, I headcanon that Veronica knows at least fleeting Spanish and Raul may occasionally playfully test her. As the resident tinkerers the pair are close, and Veronica would be heartbroken to lose him in her life.

I base this off of the following:

Whilst circumcision was incredibly common during the time period that the Fallout universe is set in, we need to take into account external factors such as Nuclear Armageddon and the availability of a medical practitioner during Gage's birth.

Gage's parents are implied to be poor: their farm was small and they regularly gave away supplies to raiders. I find it more likely — also considering Porter's accent — that he was brought up somewhere much farther south than Boston, and probably rural. Raiders tend to avoid targeting defended, inhabited settlements and Gage states that a singular raider threatening his parents was the catalyst of him running away.

This leads me to believe that the Gages were not wealthy and quite possibly considerably isolated... therefore the likelihood of having access to a doctor would be slim, in my opinion.

Even in the case that one or both of Porter's parents had medical knowledge: I find it unlikely that they would take the unnecessary risk of infection and harm. Surviving childbirth in the Wastes is difficult enough — I believe that the only place where circumcision is a common practice is within the vaults.

If Gage was to be circumcised, I would imagine it would come from necessity due to an injury or medical condition that has affected him later in life.

Hope this settles your debate and can't wait for the ask of ranking every circumcised Fallout character to come! 💛

【FO1】 RANDOM HAROLD HEADCANONS

Like a true old man, Harold would carry gum drops to give to youngsters that he would pass by on his travels — along with picking corn, razorgrain and other flora for the brahmin pulling caravans. He's a gentle soul, and believes the world will pay his kindness forward. This obviously stopped once Bob rooted him, but even then he would have the Treeminders scatter treats along his branches biannually... for Sapling Yew to have a pseudo easter-egg hunt with. He'd rustle leaves where treats are hidden to give hints if she was stuck; the entire time chuckling and playing the 'hot and cold' game. He adores Yew and misses her terribly every time she leaves.

Before being rooted and especially when Bob was just a sprig, Harold would twirl Bob mindlessly when relaxing or as a nervous tic. He enjoyed rubbing the leaves and feeling their texture and using them as a grounding presence during harder times.

Most of his days in the Capital Wasteland are structured around Yew's visits and in her absence he plans which adventurous tale of his to tell her next. He keeps them light and inspiring, akin to a story from a children's book — but they're all real experiences he's had; just without the harrowing details and wasteland viscera. Harold would tell her of catching a fish as big as a brahmin, or saving his friends from raiders by pretending to be a deathclaw. His favourite is trying to convince her that Bob's real name is actually Herbert, attempting to cite medical resources and legal documents. The poor girl never has a clue what he's talking about but listens to him anyway.

If they kept him alive, he'd save the deeper stories for the Lone Wanderer. Recounting his fond memories of Richard, sharing travelling and survival advice — painfully admitting that he thought they were the original Vault Dweller when they first strutted over in their jumpsuit. He will beg them to reciprocate with tales and stories or at the very least bring him a book and something to put in his mouth to flip the pages with.

And on reading: Harold has always loved books. His favourite author is Stephen Crane. He and Richard would take turns reading books as they travelled, sometimes reading to one another if they ran out and had to share. Harold was never historically-minded enough to put it all together and interpret literature in his own way, but Richard would explain the similarities and contrasts of Crane's world to theirs... and just hearing him so passionate and knowledgeable could make Harold starry-eyed. He believes fully his best friend's accounts and opinions on history and literature.

【FO3】 ONE HEADCANON FOR EACH COMPANION + GOB

Butch Deloria has Native American ancestry on his mother's side. He took her surname at birth due to the lack of known father, and the Deloria's apartment has ancient, rotting books: journals and diary entries, cookbooks and poems that have been handed down Ellen's family since the original Delorias entered the vault. The ability to read and speak the language was lost some generations ago... but Butch would occasionally drag them out from under his mom's bed and look at them. It helps him feel less out of place and like he belongs despite his broken family — and he wishes dearly he could read the messages left for him.

Charon radiates heat like a furnace. He is the best hot water bottle to have in the harsh DC winters; if you can get close enough to siphon it. Even sitting shoulder-to-shoulder, (again if he allows it) is enough to fight the worst of any chill. However this also backfires in the sweltering summers — Charon will constantly grumble and scowl, hair matted to his head with sweat. He doesn't let it affect him in the field, but you can bet once the coast is clear and he is safe, that sticky shirt is coming up to wipe at his forehead.

Clover loves flowers. She's learned to broadly identify most flora native to the Capitol Wastes, and what is edible or dangerous. However she can't help but collect any blooming flowers she finds — they're too beautiful to leave somewhere so dead and cruel. She'll plant them in little boxes outside the Wanderer's home or vase them in a window with sunlight. Clover takes very gentle, meticulous care of her plants and makes an effort to always try to learn more about them. At least her time in Paradise Falls allowed many afternoons of reading.

Star Paladin Cross likes watching her brothers and companions sleep. It may be creepy from an outside perspective — and she will refrain if anyone voices discomfort — but knowing that those in her care or those that she holds dear are resting peacefully brings her great relief and peace of mind. Seeing the steady rise and fall of another's chest as they sleep is almost meditative to her and she will happily guard over them all night with minimal distractions.

Dogmeat can eat just about anything without getting sick. It doesn't matter if its meant for human consumption or is stuffed with bones. It will be gone. He can also open closed doors; even vault ones that require the use of a control panel. Nowhere is private from him. That sock will be his.

Fawkes loves reading books to anyone that will sit and listen to him. He has so much knowledge he wishes to share, so many theories and interpretations of literature works that he yearns to discuss with someone that cares. Fawkes adores Agatha's music too, and to him no evening is better spent than listening to 'Zigeunerweisen,' sat with a loved one and reading Charles Dickens or Virginia Woolf aloud — stopping every so often to comment on the text and ask the other for their opinion.

Gob is a tactile person; he would never shy away from Carol's hugs, makes sure to put kisses and cuddles in every letter he sent home, and would put a warm, gentle hand on Nova's shoulder after every rough shift to let her know he's there. Physical touch, be it aggressive or comforting is the best way to express emotion to Gob. He won't hesitate to bring those close to him in a quick embrace upon greeting and when leaving — and he will sit there for hours with loved ones that are upset, cuddling them, rubbing their back or sitting shoulder-to-shoulder as a grounding presence. If he was to fall in love, his partner can be certain he will run to greet them at the door upon their return like an excited puppy; they will be kissed and twirled around... and he will cackle like a love-drunk fool.

Gob is terrible at lying. He can't do it; he clams up, can't maintain eye contact, stutters — the lot. So every touch he gives, warm and loving, or cold and distant, he means wholeheartedly.

Jericho has a weak heart — both literally and figuratively. His age and health are catching up to him, and the toll of morality has started to kick in. He's trying (somewhat successfully) to quit smoking, hoping it'll ease his painful coughing fits, and increase his endurance. Not much boils his blood more than feeling useless... and having to stop and catch his breath so often really bothers him.

He also has quite the soft spot for the meek and helpless; especially if they're female or children. He can't bring himself to kill fleeing innocents anymore — and if the wounded find a stimpak being tossed into their lap — he will huff and roll his eyes, insistent it fell out of his bag.

Sergeant RL-3 will wake his companions up at sunrise like a giant metallic rooster. He will blare, he will not accept pillows being tossed at him or hiding faces away from the sunlight. He will rip blankets off and snip at heels until they get dressed and ready for the day. Tardiness will not be tolerated, soldier.

Even better if he has the ability to play the Reveille bugle call.

KEY:

M! = Male F! = Female R! = Romanced ⚠︎ = Potentially Triggering Content ❤︎⁠ = Sexual Themes or Content

FALLOUT 1:

Random Harold Headcanons

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