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falloutfangrell · 2 years

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So I kinda wrote a fanfic after not writing one for 3 years so please forgive me if it’s not great but here’s a Benny x F!Reader. TW: SMUT, Swearing, smoking, slight spanking.

“Six…meet me upstairs in 5” Benny nervously ran his hands down his stupid checkered suit repeatedly as he walked towards the lift of the Tops, which you thought was fairly out of character for him. You’d gotten to know the casino owner fairly well since you tracked him half way across the Mojave, answers being one of the many things you found when you met him. You thought about putting a bullet in his head to return the favour, ‘an eye for an eye’, but you couldn’t help but like the guy when you met him, the way he spoke like a gambler having a stroke, his stupid dress sense, his unapologetic sarcasm, he was just your kinda trouble. That’s why you began sleeping with him, not for the money (like swank assumed) but because you genuinely had a thing for him, which you knew was completely insane, but what was even more insane was the fact you hoped he felt the same.

You finished your drink and sighed, wondering if it was the bullet that made you so stupid or if you were always this way, you couldn’t remember much about yourself after all. You headed up to the 13th floor, swank giving you a knowing wink as you got out of the elevator, causing you to roll your eyes at him, and fixed a stray bit of hair behind your ear before knocking on Benny’s door. He opened it, and you could see something was off by the look on his face, and the lack of a witty remark as you stepped through the door.

“Hey pussycat..we need to talk.” Because that’s not daunting. “No hello first?” You jested but he just walked to the table to grab a pack of cigarettes. “Uhh sure, shall I sit?” You asked, slightly nervous now. He nodded and lit up a smoke as you sat yourself down on his couch, almost laughing to yourself as you realised this was probably the first time you’d sat on it with clothes on. He passed you the lit cigarette as he took another out and lit it for himself. He turned to you with a look that bore into your soul.

“So doll, I’ve been thinking about some stuff, really using the ol noggin here, and well… “ he trailed off, unsure what to say. You stayed quiet, letting him find the words. “…well you’re the kinda ring a ding broad I dig, yanno?” You’d gotten fairly used to the way he speaks by now, his silly phrases that make your heart soar and brain cry for help. “Well yeah babe, I mean, I kinda hoped you dig me, we’ve been fucking for a couple of months now” you joked, trying to lighten the sudden serious atmosphere, and silence your rapid heartbeat.

He took a long drag on his cigarette. “Yeah Baby course I dig ya, it’s just, well, I guess I dug the hole a lil deeper than I intended…” he trailed off again, this time pacing around the room a little, puffing on his fag like it was an inhaler. You took a drag of your own, watching him, trying to figure out what he’s getting at, not wanting to jump to conclusions. His movements were almost erratic, he seemed almost nervous? You’d never seen him like this before.

“What’d ya mean?” You asked him, suddenly more serious. He looked at you with a look you’d never seen before, one you couldn’t quite place. He took another drag on his fag and stubbed it out and you did the same, and he sat down beside you. He looked at you but broke the eye contact quickly, and took a long, shaky breath. “Baby, listen, I know what we have going on between us is a little coo coo, and I know swank thinks we are utterly insane, but I like what we have…maybe more than I should, and I wanna make it more permanent, ya feel me? I like ya a lot doll face, I wanna make ya mine, show ya off and stuff, what’d ya say to that?” To anyone else it would sound like a shit way to be asked out, but you could see the nerves in Benny’s eyes, you could tell he really means it, and for Benny to genuinely care about someone other than himself is a goddamn miracle, and the best thing you could ever imagine happening to you.

You took his hand in yours and smiled at him, not a flirty smile like usual, a genuine, toothy grin. “I’d like that a lot Benny, been thinking it a while myself, and you didn’t even say anything too stupid in that sentence so I know you mean it” you said with a slightly joking tone but you knew he would know you meant it, you don’t get mushy very often. He smiled at you and breathed out a long breath you’re not sure even he knew he was holding in, and he laughed “damn pussycat, well okay, I didn’t expect ya to say that, I mean I shot you in the damn head after all, didn’t think you’d forgive me for that in the first place, let alone actually fall for this crazy cat.” He’d never really said sorry for it, but you knew he felt bad about what happened, he admitted that it haunts him, and you’d reassured him early on that it was okay, no hard feelings, yet he still dropped hints that he felt bad.

“Baby it’s okay, you didn’t kill me. Sure, I lost my memory, but who I was isn’t important anymore, I know who I am now…and I’m yours.” You knew dropping that on the end would make his heart skip a beat and you could tell it worked. He grasped your hand tighter and leaned in to close the gap between you both with a kiss, not your usual frantic heated kiss, but a more passionate one, showing care and maybe even love, leaving your lips tingling when he pulled away. You ran your hand up his chest and grasped at his shirt, pulling him close and whispering in his ear “So.. how about we seal the deal, huh baby?”

That was all he needed to hear.

Benny connected your lips once more, this time a familiar burning passion behind his movements, he grabbed your waist and lifted you onto his lab, moving his hands around to grip your ass as you kissed back fervently, grinding into his lap, feeling his hard on through his tight suit trousers. You began to undo his jacket buttons and slid it down his toned arms, never breaking the kiss, and began work on his shirt buttons.

He slid his hand up your dress and ran his fingers over your black lacy thong, groaning as he realised you’d been wearing something so revealing all night. You leant into his hand, begging to be touched, as you popped last shirt button out and hurriedly tugged it down his arms and tossed it across the room.

Benny’s chest was littered with wiry dark hairs and covered in scars. You thought he was absolutely perfect. You ran your hands over him, feeling his toned muscles tense underneath your touch, and you moaned into the kiss, causing Benny to cease his teasing and slide your pretty little thong down your legs. Gently he rubbed his fingers around your pussy, moaning at how soaked you were for him, and he stuck 2 fingers in you gently, teasingly, and coaxed a deep moan from your lips, causing him to break away from the kiss in a breathy chuckle.

“Damn baby girl, already such a mess for me, how about we take this somewhere with more room huh?” Without waiting for an answer he scooped you up, making you squeak in surprise, and he lovingly placed you down on his bed. Your hair was sprawled out around your head, your legs parted for him, thong long discarded, dress all tucked up around your waist, and Benny didn’t think you could look any more beautiful.

You grabbed his belt and pulled so he fell towards you, putting his hands either side of your head as not to crush you, and you grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down into a wild kiss, showing him how hungry you were for him, and he returned the favour.

He began lifting your dress up and you elevated your back to let him slide it up off of you. He took a second to look at you and you swear you heard a faint “beautiful” leave his lips before they were on your neck, kissing down from your ear to your collar bone, finding that sweet spot that always made your eyes roll and lips whisper sweet nothings in his ear. He left a small mark, just enough to show you’re his, and began trailing kisses down your chest, stopping to show attention to your breasts, right one first, then left, drawing heavy moans from you as much as you tried to stifle them.

He slowly, painfully slowly, kissed down to your belly button, then your thighs, teasing you by avoiding the one place you so desperately need to be touched, but you knew better than to complain, or he would drag it out even longer. You’d learnt that lesson the hard way.

After what seemed like an eternity, Benny ran a finger up your folds, brushing against your clit and making you gasp and grasp for the bed sheets, clutching them in your fists. He parted your legs even more and began licking circles into your bundle of nerves, making your legs tremble in anticipation. When he began flicking his tongue you lost all composure, moaning loud, making him start to lose it too. Just when you started to feel that knot in your stomach tighten, he pulled away, making you whine for more. He wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and licked the juices off of it, making you feel so warm inside your core.

“Ugh pussycat, look at you, all wound up like a jack-in-the-box. Not gonna last 5 minutes with me inside you, are you now?” He teased, undoing his belt buckle, watching the way you stared at him with such desire, causing a pang of warmth to shoot through his heart. And his dick.

You sat up to help undo his trouser buttons, knowing he loves watching you do that, and he gave your ass a slap with the belt, he never did it hard, but just enough to make your body jolt, and god did he love to watch your tits bounce like that. You freed his cock, always taken aback by its size and girth, and he kicked his trousers off and threw the belt somewhere over his shoulder. You ran your fingers up his shaft, causing his breath to hitch, and lowered your head to lick the pre-cum from his tip.

You know how quickly he comes undone like this, and you glance up to see his eyes shut and jaw clenched, trying his best to stay sane. You took his tip into your mouth and began to suck, using one hand to slowly jerk his shaft, and he ran his fingers through your hair, breathing heavily and trying to stifle the steady flow of moans escaping his mouth. You put your other hand on his balls, gently squeezing them, and his breath hitched again, letting out a guttural moan, tilting his head back and pulling your hair, and you let him go with a pop.

“Fuck, Six, fuck” he breathed, and now it was your turn to tease him. “Aww is my man all fired up already? What are you going to do about it big guy?” In a split second he had you back on your back, kissing you harshly and grinding down on you, both of you moaning at the intensity of it, both of you desperately yearning for one another. Without breaking the kiss, Benny leant down and positioned himself at your entrance and proceeded to push in slowly, forcing the kiss to break as you both gasped, the both of you relishing in that feeling. You felt so tight around him and he felt so big, making you feel so full and warm inside.

He started off at a slow pace, but it didn’t last long before he was a mess, his pace erratic, both of your moans filling the room, you tugging his hair and him playing with your tits. He reached one hand down to rub your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. He looked so handsome like this, hair falling in his face, sweat glistening off his torso, you could cum just from looking at him. And he thought the same about you.

You dug your nails into his shoulders, causing a hiss from him and making him thrust even deeper, and you cried out as he brushed against your sweet spot, which he then aimed for, causing you to race towards your release.

“Benny, fuck, Benny I’m gonna cum” you managed to gasp out in between moans. “Fuck baby same, fuck fuck fuck…” he sped the pace up on your clit and you saw stars.

“Fuck Benny!” You came hard on his cock and the tightening of your walls pushed him over the edge too “shit Six, ugh fuck” he practically growled as he came into you.

He rode out his orgasm with a few more pumps and pulled out, rolling onto his back beside you and pulling you into his embrace. You lay your head on his chest and listened to his rapid heart beat, still coming down from your high. You started to let your mind wander back to his confession and found yourself laughing. It was a small breathy laugh, but he heard it. “Whatcha laughing at doll face?” He asked, amusement in his voice. “I love you, that’s what.” You could swear you heard his heart skip a beat. You looked up at him and without hesitation he lifted your chin and pulled you in for a soft gentle kiss. “I love you too Six, that’s what I was trying to say earlier, I dunno how you make it seem so damn easy” he flashed a wide smile and cuddled you close, and you lay your head back on his chest, slowly drifting off to sleep with him, feeling so safe and loved.

(Poor Yes-Man is fucking traumatised)

#fallout #fallout new vegas #FNV #benny gecko #benny fnv #Benny x reader #Benny x reader smut #smut #Benny gecko smut

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the-lord-of-the-things · 2 years

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A crack couple. Benny X Swank

esp post house betrayal are they broken up? are they together? are they married? divorced? no one in the mojave knows and by this point they're too busy rubbernecking to ask. A lot of emotions running hot since swank seems both intensely loyal to benny but also intensely loyal to house and I would absolutely pay to watch it play out with some popcorn.

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sleepysailorjunko · 3 years

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Benny's Big Score

It turns out that New Reno was not a great place.

It seemed like a good idea at the time, a solution to his problems. But it wasn't.

New Reno was dirty, but not in the same glimmery-glittery way that New Vegas was. It wasn't like when he had come to Vegas for the first time, the Bootstraps with him. He was alone. There were no chairmen to protect him, no brothers willing to die with him.

Sitting in the dingy bar, he curses the courier under his breath.

"Oh, don't get me started on Couriers." a melodic voice chimed in. A smooth-voiced ghoul in a fancy pre-war tuxedo sat down on the barstool next to Benny. "You wouldn't know the half of it."

"A courier done you wrong too?"

"I gave as good as I got." the ghoul replied, and in him, Benny recognized that they were both well-dressed men who had been chased out by couriers.

"And yet we're still sitting here in this bar, ring-a-ding." Benny took a sip of his drink. Disgusting as it was (and expensive!), Benny's pride as a Bootstrap and leader of the Chairmen kept him from spitting it out. "Say, who are you anyhow?"

The ghoul rolled his eyes under the sunglasses he wore.

"200 years ago everyone knew my name. Dean Domino's the name, don't wear it out."

Benny's eyes widened.

"That for real? Where ya been hiding out all this time?" Benny questioned, leaning on the bar counter. "Could have used you back in New Vegas."

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Dean answered smoothly. Benny prodded at him again in his "Ring-a-Ding-Ding" fashion, and Dean sighed before answering. "The Sierra Madre."

"Woah, let's keep it in the grove. You," He paused for emphasis. "Are the ghoulified version of prewar icon Dean Domino and you've been hiding out in the casino in the land of the dead?"

"Yes, I suppose if you put it like that."

"I'm the Ben-man, the kingpin of the whole Strip." Benny said, bitterly drinking from his glass. "Or I was."

"Taken down by a courier?" Dean snarked.

"Ain't that a kick in the head. You think you put one in the ground but then they follow you home and try and climb in your bed. Ruin your damn plans. But I'll be back."

"The courier-I never caught their name-banned me from Vegas. They threated to kill me if they ever saw me again. As if they'd get the chance."

"You and me, we're men cut from the same cloth." Benny said, and Dean looked over him.

"Are we really?"

"Yeah, we're both men screwed over by couriers when we could've been kings!" Benny rubbed his hand over his jaw, and then continued. "Y'know...we oughta get together sometime. We could get revenge on the Mojave Express and I have a lot of draw in New Vegas. I could even get you a job preforming in the Tops. Hell, even the Lucky 38."

"Why not?" Dean agreed. Thinking a moment, he asked. "That courier you knew, did they have a large scar on their head?"

"They did actually...a gift from me. Tie, I think that's their name. Well, it's what their boy-toy sniper-type called them when they weren't trying to jump into bed with me."

"Two birds with one stone." Dean said. "Shall we?"

"Yeah, pal."

It took time to get back to New Vegas. This gave them time to plan and plot and scheme about how to get their revenge on the courier.

More or less, it was easy for them to get into the Strip. After all, this was the land that Benny was Chairman of. He was also very skilled with computers, so it wasn't a challenge for Benny to hack into the securitrons.

Their first stop in Vegas was Mick and Ralph's. Throwing a cap to the crier boy outside the story, Benny asked "Are your old men inside?"

The boy responded and Benny strolled into the building like he owned it. Explaining to Dean, he added, "It helps to bring flowers home."

"Benny." Mick greeted shortly.

"Mick, my guy! How's the family?" Benny sidled up to the store owner. "Say, have you gotten any flowers in lately?"

Mick sighed and retreated to the back room. He returned with a wilted bouquet.

"I've only got these in because of Pacer. You know how he's gonna get, you're throwing of his plans with" Mick complained, but Benny cut him off.

"Tell him to send all his complaints to the Tops!" He exclaimed and snatched the bouquet. It was dry and wilty, formed from common Mojave plants rather than one made from Vault-Tec's greenrooms. It must have come in with Crimson Caravans, Benny thought, but Swank would like it well enough.

He shoved a couple caps into Mick's hand-underpaying people was something that got him into trouble before.

"To the Tops!" He called, and Dean followed him.

"Ugh. How things have changed." Dean groaned. "What have you done with the place?"

"Seal it, Dean-o! I've got a man to see. Our plan won't work without Swank."

The man in the check-in window looked up when Benny said his name.

"Shit, Benny. I haven't seen you in ages."

"Missed you too, Swank. You didn't even kiss me goodbye."

"You're not supposed to be here. I know you tried to kill that courier."

"C'mon, Swank. You've gotta let me explain." He gestured with the bouquet. "I brought you flowers."

Swank looked like he was conflicted, but then he sighed.

"Fine. Explain then, boss."

"Alright, so the courier. I did try and kill that courier, but I had good reason for it. You've got to believe me. I needed the platinum chip."

"You can't just keep saying I have to let you explain and I have to believe you. It doesn't work that way. But I'll bite. What's a platinum chip and why did you need it?"

"It's what we need. If we have it, we can upgrade the securitrons and then we won't need the NCR or the Legion or House to protect New Vegas." He smiled bitterly. "It would have been freedom for all of us."

Swank looked at Benny silently.

"I know why I failed now. I needed you and the Chairmen. I needed you."

That seemed to certify it for Swank. He inhaled deeply and then exhaled.

"Alright Benny. But this is the last time. You mess this up and it'll be the end-not just for you and me, but for all of us." He made cautious and firm eye contact with Benny. "What's the plan?"

"You're the man, Swank!" Benny shouted excitedly and leaned over the weapon-check counter to wrap a hand around Swank's shoulder and pull him down for a kiss. Releasing him, he continued. "Oh, it's a doozy of a plan."

Swank looked around and then signalled to another Chairman.

"You take over here." He said, and stepped out from behind the weapon check counter.

The plan was a doozy, Swank thought as he walked from the Tops to the Lucky 38. He hoped the Courier was staying there tonight. If not, he'd have to regroup with Benny and Dean to send them to the Atomic Wrangler instead.

Night had fallen quickly over New Vegas in the hours after Benny had made up with Swank, but his thoughts were quickly interrupted when Swank bumped into someone.

"Watch it," He barked. Looking at the young woman, he realized she was a courier-she had a courier's duster loosely over a purple shirt-but not the one they were going to kill.

"Eh? Did you need something?" She said, "I'm going to Show Low."

It was a dangerous route for a courier because it went right into Legion teritory, but Swank didn't care. It seemed like a good idea at the time, a solution to his problems. But it wasn't.

"Sorry. Good luck!" He said and continued on route to the Lucky 38.

"You too?" Swank heard, but there was a lot of noise. The Strip was loud.

Arriving at the Lucky 38, he let himself in. The collar weighed heavily in his pocket, but he knew that was just in his head. It couldn't weigh more than a pound or two.

"Hello?" he called. "I need to speak to the Courier? It's really important..."

There wasn't any response for a moment. Then the elevator chimed and two people exited.

One was the Courier, and the other was a bitter-faced sniper with an NCR beret.

"Oh...Mr. Tops?" The courier said. "Did you need something? We were just on our way out..."

"Yes, and it's very important. And it can't wait." Swank replied

The little computer on the Courier's arm beeped.

"Alright, what's going on?"

"Sit down, this is very important news." The courier sat down. The sniper stood to the side.

His hands were starting to sweat and he wiped them on his suitpants. Ugh, he could almost hear Benny scolding him for dirtying it.

"I've discovered..." He spoke softly...and the courier leaned into hear better. Just as they planned. "Sorry."

With that, he swiftly reached into his coat pocket and snapped the collar around the courier's neck. It latched closed and armed before they could even move.

They startled back, but it was of no use.

"Recognize it, courier?" a charismatic and smooth voice called as Dean Domino and Benny Gecko strolled into the lobby of the Lucky 38.

The Courier's face was fearful, but the sniper's eyes were full of rage. Their hands clawed at their throat, but it was futile against the explosive collar.

"I wouldn't do that, Pussycat." Benny's voice chimed in. "It's rigged to blow. But I'm sure you knew that. According to my new friend here, you've had some experience with them."

"Dean." They said quietly. " You were warned. I told you what I'd do if I ever saw you again. I'll kill you even if I have to take you down with me."

"Geez, Domino, what'd you do to make 'em hate you so bad?" Benny ran a hand through his hair. "I shot them in the head-twice, even-and left them for dead. And they still tried to sleep with me! Oh, and I wouldn't go making any moves there, friend, unless you'd like your little courier blown to bits. Or do, it would make it easier on me."

"I believe it was that I had their little friend's vocal cords ripped out. Or maybe it was the whole threatening to blow them up." Dean answered. "I never narrowed it down."

"Wow, Benny!" the Pip-Boy beeped. "I never thought I'd see you again! You keep some interesting friends!"

"Yes-Man?" Benny questioned, and then waved it aside. "Eh, never mind. When I've got the platinum chip, I can fix whatever they did to you."

"Yes-Man," Antietam said, dropping their hands from their neck "Could you keep it down? I'm about to get blown up."

"No, you're not." Boone reassured them quietly. "Gotta be some way to take these guys out..."

Internally, Antietam was weighing whether it was worth it to charge Dean and take him down with them. But there was a likelihood of Boone being injured in the blast, so it wasn't going to work out.

"Now, now Courier..." Dean said. "Where did you take the treasure when you ran off? You ruined over two hundred years worth of revenge."

The courier wanted to lash out, but they reigned their temper in.

"You ruined it...You ruined the whole Sierra Madre, did you know that? It could have been a safe haven, a shelter from the nuclear anihilation. But you couldn't tolerate what you percieved as an insult to your ego! And you ruined Vera's life-she was dying and you blackmailed her!" Their vitreolic rant paused. It wasn't the whole sad story, but the only one who knew that was Antietam. And they were too angry and biased against Dean to really care that their rant was biased. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Woah, let's calm down, Pussycat. You keep yourself under control or one of us might just forget ourselves and hit that button. We wouldn't want that, now would we? Let's get down to business." Christine and Veronica ran downstairs.

"Hey, what's going on? We heard commotion." Veronica said, and then when she saw the situation, she put her hands on her hips. "Are you guys having a party without me?"

Christine, on the other hand, growled.

"Dean." It came out in Vera's voice, and if Dean had skin, it would have gone pale with fear. As it was, it broke his composure.

"So it worked." He said finally.

"Alright, don't make any moves!" Benny shouted. "You try anything and I'll blow your friend to smithereens."

"Who are these guys?" Veronica asked.

"Some guys who tried to kill Tie before, I think." Boone answered

"Dean Domino, Swank Gecko-Pierce, and I'm the pro from Dover." Benny barked. "Now I want answers! Where's the platinum chip?"

None of them answered.

"I guess none of you value the Courier's life, seeing as none of you are providing answers." He pulled Maria from his pocket. "No matter. We'll start with the boy toy."

With that, he leveled Maria at Boone.

"Things are getting a little heated, Benny." Swank said, making eye contact with the checker-suited man.

"Stop." The Courier said. "I'll tell you where I hid the chip. Just let my friends go."

"Benny, this is getting more heated than I thought it would." Swank noted.

"Can it, Swank. We're about to get some answers!" Benny responded.

"It's in the dresser in the motel in Novac. Let my friends go, Benny."

"It's like it doesn't even matter to you!" Benny exclaimed. "It-" Swank cut him off by setting a hand on Benny's outstretched arm.

"Benny, calm down. We don't have time for his right now."

"Yeah, Benny, calm down." Dean chimed in, although it was clearly mocking him, which Benny picked up on immediately.

"You got something to add, Deano?" Benny snarked back.

"You know, Ben-man, I think I'm tired of playing accomplice. I'm so tired of playing second fiddle...I think I'll kill you and your friends and claim New Vegas for my own."

"Yeah, that's not happening." Benny fired back. He pointed Maria at Dean. "It's been real and it's been great, but it's not real great."

He fired.

"Shit, Benny, you missed." Swank said, to which Benny responded "Shut up, I know I missed."

He shot again and again and Dean didn't move, until he slumped to the ground, full of lead.

"Well, that's a bust." Benny said. "Hey, whataya say, Courier? We can burry the hatchet with this guy and work together. I won't kill you or your little friends and you won't kill me and Swank. Fair's fair, right?"

It was a stretch-even now, Christine and Veronica's nimble fingers were removing the explosive collar from the angry courier's throat. But Benny had always been a gambling man.

#benny new vegas #benny gecko #benny fnv #swank fnv #fallout new vegas #fnv #craig boone #courier antietam #courier 6 #courier six #dean domino #veronica santangelo #christine royce #if you find all the references to mash dm me and I'll draw/write you something as a prize!#i really wanted Benny's plan to work out-he has Swank with him now -so it should work right?#benny's big score #Benny x Swank

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samtrapani · 6 years

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I went into the desert to forget about you. But the sand was the color of your hair. The desert sky was the color of your eyes. There was nowhere I could go that wouldn’t be you. [listen]

#benny #swank #benny x swank #falloutedit #fnv #the chairmen #*edits*#audio #fanmix #boys of summer is my favorite track in this mix lmao

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rockabully · 3 years

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pen doodles while I was at the beach of my fallout new vegas oc,, and him w benny and swank hehehe..

EDIT: FUCK THE FIRST PICTURE IS BLURRY

so SO HERE'S STERLING BUT *LESS* BLURRY

#fallout new vegas #fallout #fo #fnv #oc sterling #benny gecko #swank #poly #oc x canon #art #art tag 4 chez only

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fineasscaseyyyyy · 4 years

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Everyone wondering what the fuck happens to Benny after you save him.

#fallout #fallout 4 #fallout new vegas #benny gecko #benny gecko x courier #benny #craig boone #new vegas #the strip #mr.house #swank #courier #courier 6 #platnium chip #ncr #caesars legion #new california republic #fallout 3

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dykedvonte · 1 month

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Bencade this, Courier x Benny that. I’m not even talking Swank x Benny here.

Something went down between James Garret and Benny. He has unique dialogue for when Benny dies or leaves The Tops. It’s a vitriolic hate that only comes from a past fling. There’s untapped potential here and y’all are too scared to go for it.

#there’s parallels here I know it #pls someone say you see it too #they both have big fuck robots and own a casino open ur eyes #fallout #fallout new vegas #James garret #benny gecko #benny fnv

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danses-with-dogmeat · 9 months

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2000 Followers Celebration!!!

& Fallout Alphabet Poll End Results!

Hey all, so the secret is out! (Kinda) But all these past polls have been the prelude to my 2K Followers Celebration BONANZA. (That's not the official title, I just wanted to use the word BONANZA).

Anyway, a HUGE, MASSIVE thank you to every single one of you folks who are a part of this little community and who've supported me and my fanfiction writing journey for the past few years (which is crazy that it's been that long, omg.) But I love and appreciate you all SO MUCH and am absolutely baffled that I've made it to this. I thought 100 was crazy, then I thought 1K was crazy and then it just kept on going! Ahh, I'm just so so so glad that there's a thriving Fallout community out here of amazing writers, artists, and fans that are still so involved 😊

I don't know what I would do without this space, so thank you all for being a part of it <3

ANYWAY (x2) Here are the final results to all 22 polls that I posted, with more event details just below!

So I've posted the 1st place winners, 2nd place, and then a 3rd "runner up" position that will only be filled by non-companion npcs, just to give them a chance to shine, and me a chance to write for some folks I'm not as used to. For the purposes of the 2k event, I will only be using the 1st place winners for the 'prompts' (which I'll explain in another post), and then a few of the 2nd placers and (almost) all of the runner ups will be used in ANOTHER upcoming event that I'm going to start prepping for (because I'm an insane person).

1st: Arcade Israel Gannon

2nd: Arthur Maxson

3rd: Dr. Amari

1st: Benny Gecko

2nd: Butch Deloria

3rd: Beatrix Russell

1st: Charon

2nd: Craig Boone

3rd: Caesar

1st: Deacon

2nd: Danse

3rd: Dazzle

1st: ED-E

2nd: Easy Pete

3rd: Edward Deegan

1st: Fawkes

2nd: Fahrenheit

3rd: Fantastic

1st: Gob

2nd: Glory

3rd: Gary(s)

1st: Robert Edwin House

2nd: Harold

3rd: Harkness

I/O:

1st: Old Longfellow

2nd: Captain Ironsides

3rd: Oliver Swanick

1st: John Hancock

2nd: Joshua Graham

3rd: Julie Farkas

1st: The King

2nd: KL-E-O

3rd: Kent Connolly

1st: Lily Bowen

2nd: Legate Lanius

3rd: Red Lucy

1st: Mysterious Stranger

2nd: Magnolia

3rd: Moira Brown

1st: Nick Valentine

2nd: No Bark Noonan

3rd: Nate/Nora

1st: Preston Garvey

2nd: Primm Slim

3rd: Pickman

Q/U/X:

1st: Ulysses

2nd: X6-88

3rd: Dr. Usanagi

1st: Raul Alphonse Tejada

2nd: Robert Joseph MacCready

3rd: Rotface

1st: Sunny Smiles

2nd: Sturges

3rd: Swank

1st: Three Dog

2nd: Tinker Tom

3rd: Travis Miles

1st: Veronica Santangelo

2nd: Victor

3rd: Vulpes Inculta

1st: Whitechapel Charlie

2nd: Wiseman

3rd: Winthrop

Y/Z:

1st: Yes Man

2nd: Captain Zao

3rd: Yefim Bobrov

#fallout event poll #secret event #2k event #2k followers #fallout 3 #fallout 4 #fallout new vegas #fallout #fallout companions #fallout npc #2k celebration

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I would kiss u on the mouth if I could get some Benny Gecko content 🙏 he's my problematic fav and I'm not apologizing to anyone

Ofc! Benny and Arcade are my favorites in FNV, so I should be making more fics and headcanons for them in the future. For now, I decided to just do a fluffy little drabble piece since his Benny’s headcanons are going to be a bit rough and I didn’t know if you wanted SFW or NSFW. I hope you enjoy!!

Home - Arcade Gannon x Benny Gecko

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Content Warnings - N/A

Summary - Arcade finally gives into Benny’s pleas and crashes in his room with him while Six is busy elsewhere.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Word Count - 889

Additional Tags - Fluff, Light Sexual Humor (practically nonexistent), Domestic Fluff, Affection, Teasing

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Arcade should have figured Swank would tattle on him when he finally decided to stay at the Tops, but somehow, he’s still surprised when Benny returns to his room early. The intentionally soft closing of the door and quiet steps make him smile slightly, letting out a soft sigh after Benny carefully climbs into his bed and wraps his arm around his middle.

“Damn, Baby, Swank said you’d be asleep by now,” Benny comments, his voice lower than usual.

Arcade shifts slightly so Benny can press his face against his neck, his clean shaven face gliding across Arcade’s skin with ease. “Well, I finally decided to come stay with you and even I can acknowledge that falling asleep immediately would be pretty rude,” he responds, letting out a soft breath as his partner begins kissing at his neck.

“Really? You stayed awake for me?”

“No, I have issues sleeping and Swank left to tell you immediately after bringing me to your room, I didn’t have nearly enough time to fall asleep.”

Benny chuckles at that, slipping his hand under Arcade’s shirt and flattening his hand against his lower stomach. “What finally made you break? I thought you and your boss were gonna be Goodsprings for a while.”

“Six wanted to head out to Nipton and bring Boone along with them, and I hate waiting around the Lucky 38 for them to come back.”

“Oh, so you’re not here for me? Just need a better bed and change of pace?”

“I thought I’d get a bit of privacy, but it looks like I lost that gamble,” Arcade says with a soft huff, gently bumping his shoulder against Benny. The man obeys the silent request, moving back a bit so Arcade can roll onto his back and moving closer once he’s settled again.

“Sorry, but you rolled snake eyes on that one, Baby. Maybe you’ll have better luck next time, especially now that you’ve broken Ol’ Benny’s heart.”

The sniffles are audible, and while he could do without them, it’s times like this that Arcade appreciates his boyfriend’s overdramatic nature. Even though he’s nearsighted to the point that Benny makes fun of how big his eyes look when he has his glasses on and it’s dark enough in here for him to barely be able to make out Benny’s silhouette, he still knows exactly what the other man is doing. He makes it obvious and he knows it’s hard for Arcade to ignore it when it’s silent otherwise.

After about ten seconds of sniffling and oddly timed breaths, Arcade lets out an exasperated sigh. “Get your layers off, I don’t like it when your buttons press against me. They’re too hard and it’s uncomfortable,” he grumbles, trying to make it seem like he’s doing Benny a favor even though he knows his dopamine levels are rising too.

Benny is quick to get out of bed again, trying his best to avoid wrinkling his clothes as he shuffles over to a nearby chair and settles them over the back of it. He slides his shoes under the chair to avoid either of them tripping on them if they have to get up without the lights. While he undresses, he decides to shoot a response back at the doctor in an attempt to continue their banter, “Yeah, I know you’d rather have something else that’s hard pressed against your-“

Arcade cuts him off before he can finish, sliding under the blankets and turning to face the wall. “Goodnight, Benjamin.”

“Not without a goodnight kiss, it won’t be,” he responds with a huff, upset that his attempt just failed, but confident that a future attempt will work.

“Hurry up, then, I’ve been on my feet walking across the Mojave all day, I want to get some well deserved rest.”

“I’m working as fast as I can, but you know how finicky these old things can be.”

When the buttons are finally all open and he’s free of his fabric prison, Benny moves back towards the bed, nailing his shin on the wooden frame in the process, but still pushing through. He climbs back in the bed, maneuvering carefully to avoid hurting or disturbing Arcade too much and curling up behind him. He props himself up on his elbow, making a kissing sound with his lips, “Come on, Baby, it’s time to hold up your end of the deal.”

“I thought you told Six something about the game being rigged from the start,” Arcade muses, not moving an inch.

Benny lets out a small grunt before placing his hand on Arcade’s waist and sliding it up his torso and neck. He grasps his jaw once he reaches it, carefully turning his head so he can access his lips and pressing a kiss against them, chaste, but not lacking a playful nip at his bottom lip.

“Have a good night, Doll,” he says as he finally relaxes on the bed and presses his chest flush against Arcade’s back. He even goes so far as to wrap his arms around his middle, effectively trapping him there.

Even though he knows that - all things considered - he should feel like his life is in danger, Arcade relaxes into the touch, sighing softly and moving one of his hands down to gently hold one of Benny’s. “Goodnight, Benny.”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

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