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Day 23 -- Neil

The (nsfw) details for Kinktober 2023, Day 23 are just below the cut!

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Sex Toys with Neil x M!Six

Yay, Neil! Another supermutant who is just so damn interesting to write for and think about! Just... his relationship with humans as a whole is complicated, I think, so it was fun to try and explore how he'd go about being in a relationship with one.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy! <3

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Included: Sex Toys, fingering, anal fingering, dildos, size difference, lube, kissing, hand job, frottage, cum shot, a teensy bit of aftercare.

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“Come on, human. If you really want this, you’re going to have to show me how much.” 

Six’s eyes watered as he rode his partner’s thick fingers. From this angle, he couldn’t see Neil’s face, couldn’t see the way his warm eyes raked down his smaller frame, taking in the slickness of his sweat over his smooth skin, the light play of muscle in his back, the endearing little jiggle of his ass. 

The vast differences between the two of them might’ve meant ruin, for other couples maybe, but for Six and Neil… Their uniqueness didn’t end in disagreement, but in compliment. Where Neil was stern, Six brought levity, where the mutant was tall and strong, Six was… well, human sized, and he was cunning and light footed, Six was hopeful, optimistic, spontaneous, and Neil grounded him, through his lifetime of experience, the hell he’s been through, what he’s heard people say about him, how the world has chosen to treat him– his kind, and Six made it… bearable. 

Who would’ve thought a human would be able to influence him so. 

He did though, Six did influence him. 

The courier was doing it now, with Neil’s name on his breath, with his hands grasping to the mutant’s huge thighs as he ground down against his still-clothed bulge with a desperate goal in mind. 

I will take him. One day. 

I'll be with him... wholly.

Six’s brows creased together as his hips continued their grinding. He felt sweat trickle down his spine from the effort, from the stretch of him. 

Of just his fingers. 

The thought had him swallowing down a whimper. 

“If you can’t take this, what makes you think–”

“I’m trying.” Six managed between breaths, and felt his back arch at the way Neil’s digits curled against the walls of his ass. 

“Care to– fuck, help me out?” 

He couldn’t relax, not the way he knew he was meant to, the way Neil had gotten him to the last night they’d done this. There was still a ways to go, the file cabinet drawer he’d peeked into at the start of the night had reminded him. 

Multiple colors, textures, and of course sizes. 

Tabitha hadn’t been good for much, but she had been good for something.  

After a few rounds of terse boiling, Neil had deemed the array of dildos safe for his partner, but even still… that didn’t mean his partner was able to take them all yet. 

A rumble sounded behind him, and Six’s hips rolled of their own accord with the jostling of Neil’s chuckle. 

“As you say, human.” 

The mutant’s dark hand, his free one, evidently, appeared in Six’s line of sight. The broad mit went directly to his half-hard cock, giving it a rousing squeeze that had Six gasping for air and more all at once. Immediately, his hips picked up their pace, and he felt his ass give a vise-like clench over his partner’s fingers. 

“Hmm, effective. I’ll keep this in mind.” 

As though he didn’t know the effect his hand on my cock would have on me. 

Six could’ve rolled his eyes, if they weren’t already in the back of his skull. Throaty moans were leaving him now, as Neil’s rough hand massaged his cock, and as his fingers made a scissoring motion within him, stretching his walls further with each forceful undulation. 

“T-that’s it, Neil, that’s–” 

His own groan interrupted him as the pads of Neil’s fingers pressed to that sensitive place deep, deep inside. Six’s hold on his partner’s thighs clenched tighter, his own spread legs squeezed at Neil’s waist, and his his stuttering hips ground harder into the mutant’s steadily growing bulge. 

“I’d say we’re close enough now, hm?”

Six didn’t answer, only his walls bore down on Neil's digits and his grinding grew more desperate, but that was voice enough for him. 

In the next instant, Neil began to ease his fingers out, and he pulled his other hand away from Six’s cock at the same time. 

“Wha-? Neeeeil…” It came out an embarrassing whine that had the mutant laughing once again. 

“Go on.” He urged, ignoring the human’s complaint with a fond look on his face and a playful swat of his hand over his ass. 

A huff escaped him, but still, Six felt a giddy little jump from his stomach to his throat, as he slid off the bed and approached the file cabinet. 

“The one on the left should do it. That bluish color, I think.” 

Six’s eyes scanned the collection of phalluses, his mouth growing dry with each unique shape, with the increasing sizes, until his gaze set upon the recommended one. 

“Y-you sure?” 

“I know you, Six.” Neil’s voice was actually reassuring, genuine affection brimming at the surface of his words as he spoke softly from his place on the bed. “I know you can handle it. I’ll be here for you all the way.” 

A sigh left him, and then Six reached for the dildo. The… object was heavy, solid, shaped like a human man, thankfully, and not one of those  Yao Guais-cock-looking toys, but still… It was awfully large, easily wider than three of Six’s fingers around, and probably eight or nine inches long. He found his hands were shaking as he carried it back over to the bed. 

Six paused beside the mattress and slicked the dildo with a hefty coating of lube from the scraggly bedside table, and then pressed the thing into Neil’s eager grasp. 

“You will do well, Six. I know this.” Neil’s hand pressed to the courier’s back, urging him forward until their mouths were pressed to one another’s. The mutant’s lips were firm and thin, but their touch was deliberately soft as he brushed them over his partner’s, reassuring him with more than just words. 

“Are you ready?” 

He nodded before he uttered a soft yes under his breath, and felt Neil smile before he pulled away completely. 

With the mutant’s guidance, Six straddled him, this time face-to-face, and settled in his lap. Neil adjusted accordingly, sitting back against the wall that acted as the bed’s headboard, and pulled Six forward to rest comfortably over the tent of growing arousal in his shorts. 

“Lean forward for me, human.” 

“You know, there are better terms of endearment for your romantic partner.” Six quipped as he did as Neil requested, and leaned until he could wrap his forearms around the back of the mutant’s neck. 

“There are worse ones, too.” Neil gave it right back, that semblance of a smile on his stiff face. “But very well, babe. Hold onto me.” 

Six’s arms pulled him closer, almost lifting himself off Neil’s lap completely now. Already, he missed the heat of his partner’s erection pressing into his backside, but he wasn’t left yearning for long. Neil reached the dildo around Six’s body, nudging the exaggerated glans of the blue-grey monster to his entrance, before pulling back, and merely rubbing the slick there, spreading a healthy coating between his cheeks. 

“Relax. Or this will hurt you.” 

Neil’s shoulders shook as a shiver passed through his body, inspired by the deep breath that Six released against his chest as he leaned his head there. It felt safe, the warm dim of the mutant’s chest, that thunderous heartbeat, the audible fill and release of his huge lungs, the slightly plush firmness of his pronounced muscles. Six wished he could spend every night buried in the safehouse above his partner’s heart. 

“Mm. Better, babe. Keep it up.”

Neil’s voice was so soft, so clear and affectionate… unlike any mutant’s– or human’s– voice he’d ever heard. It was as comforting as it was commanding, firm as it was breathy. It was the same sort of paradox that their relationship sparked; gruff, but bursting at the seams with overwhelming and inexplicable affection.

The only sounds in the room were of that same affection, gasping breaths, complimentary heartbeats, the creaking of the mattress below their combined weight.

Another boon of Tabitha’s bunker in the mountains. 

The quiet, the silence, the alone-ness. 

The peace of being only with Neil. 

Six’s fingertips creased the mutant’s tough skin, as Neil began the steady process of easing the dildo’s tip inside. 

“Steady, Six.” He whispered, shimmying the thing a bit as he pushed forward ever so slowly. “That’s it, baby. Breathe through it.” 

He did just as his partner told him, he stayed relaxed, he breathed slow breaths, he focused on the feelings pouring all throughout his body, not just where the dildo was entering him. 

Though… as time went on, he found he didn’t mind the stretch. He felt himself becoming used to it, felt a fuzziness clouding his brain, felt a heat gathering in his belly, a stiffness taking hold of his cock. 

“Neil–” He choked out, but not for the reason he would’ve thought. 

“Too fast?” The mutant asked, and his movements ceased. 

“No!” Six very nearly shouted into his partner’s ear canal. “No, the opposite, please. More, Neil.” 

A roll of his hips gave the mutant another hint, as he felt the hardness of his partner’s member digging into his stomach. 

“More.” Six repeated, and Neil groaned in response. 

If his shallow breaths were anything to go off of, the mutant was becoming increasingly aroused just the same as Six. With a slight buck of his large hips up off the mattress, Neil pressed the remainder of the dildo inside. 

Six whimpered at the feeling, goosebumps shooting up the bareness of his back, his chords of muscle clenching beneath his skin, and his breath left him in fevered pants, as Neil merely ground the beast against his walls. 

“Good?” The mutant asked on a grunt, as Six’s writhing hips caught on his straining member below. 

“Mhm.” Was all the courier managed, but of his own accord, he started rutting right back into the toy. 

Neil released another hearty laugh as he began to thrust the instrument forward and back in small increments. One huge hand held to the small of Six’s back, urging him down to grind over Neil’s erection with his own. Soon, the stimulation had them both gasping and groaning, drinking in each other’s breaths from their proximity as both their minds became fogged and tangled with arousal, with need. 

Six’s eyes closed as he breathed his partner in, his scent thick and musty, but also natural, like gasoline and pine trees, gunpowder and fresh rain, sweat and soil. He was human… but also something more. 

With his partner all around him, the feeling of his hard skin, the smell of him so close, the taste of him lingering on Six’s tongue, it was easy to imagine the cock in his ass was Neil’s as well. 

The delicious stretch, the orgasmic press of the firm head against the very back of him, the vigor in which it entered him, and the reluctance as it pulled away. All things screamed Neil, and that thought, that wish for the future of their relationship spurred the courier forward. He ground his hips over Neil’s, feeling the throb of his massive cock even through the fabric of his pants, and his own member gave an enthusiastic little pulse as it felt his partner’s reactions firsthand. 

“Getting close?” The mutant asked between breaths. 

Six could only nod as he panted himself, as that fog filled his mind and dulled all other abilities but for the means to experience pleasure. Neil must’ve felt it though, for his thrusts increased in depth and intensity, pounding the dildo into his partner until Six’s whole body was being thrown into the mutant's chest, until Six was gasping and crying out, until his face scrunched and his hands clenched and his cock was spilling his pleasure out onto Neil’s lower belly. 

Six felt the heat of his own release as he continued to rut against his partner until his cock ran dry, until his ass felt used and wrung out and sore. His legs shook, and his hands ached where they clung to Neil’s shoulders, and slowly, carefully, the mutant eased the dildo out of him. 

“There.” He whispered as the enlarged, hard plastic glans tugged at Six’s entrance before coming away completely, “That’s another down.”

Six tried to smile, but he felt too tired for even that, as Neil’s arms tugged him closer, until he could press a kiss to the top of Six’s head. 

“How do you feel, human?” 

Six's chest warmed at the silly petname, at the feel of his partner's strong arms caressing his fatigued body.

“It’s one more closer to you.” He said, and kissed Neil’s chest. 

Another pleasant rumble left the mutant, as he held his human close, and they both laid adrift in sweet musings of the future that awaited them.

[atomsmessenger]

Oh dear.

[ciskink]

I have tried numerous times to get Tumblr to not flag the shit out of these uncropped but I'm finally giving up. Here's some old art/faces I enjoy.

[transcendentally-nora]

i’m a very generic trans fem folk archetype: i play the fallout new vegas, i listen to the mountain goats, i read the neil gaiman books

[sealz888]

Marcus headcanons? ❤️

Hell yeah! Some of these headcanons go over fo1, fo2 and fnv. I've also added some little tidbits of Jacobstown headcanons as a little bonus. I love mutants in fallout so this was really fun. Thank you for the request, I hope you enjoy them.

Marcus (+ Jacobstown) Headcanons

He was slightly higher up, not like lieutenant or really important, certainly not just a random foot soldier, probably a platoon commander, maybe slightly higher. It’s also why a lot of mutants from the masters army and even nightkin will listen to him.

Used to be in charge of a platoon Tabitha was in before she was chosen to become a nightkin. It’s why she trusted him quite a lot before Rhonda died, but her mind convinced her he broke her, so she left.

Always been interested in politics. His vault experiment was what someone's life would be if everything about it was steeped in politics and preparing them for leading outside the vault. He was trained to be a leader.

This actually helped him quite a lot with his skills in the Master’s army, his time as mayor of Broken Hills and later on, Jacobstown.

Still is a bit bitter about the Vault Dweller destroying the vats, however, doesn’t take it out on the Chosen One. 

Absolutely *hated* travelling in the Highway man because of how cramped it was. Also hated the desert because of how fucking hot it was because there was no A/C or Radio. I mean seriously, I’m Australian and I hate the heat so much, and I’m tiny. Can you imagine being fucken gargantuan and living in the MOJAVE/CALIFORNIAN DESERT, HOLY SHIT.

For the first few months of his time as super mutant, he didn’t really remember a lot of his life as a human. However, he was drawn to politics, so whenever he was out, he would try to sneak in books about political theories, historical figures and how to successfully lead things. 

He remembers a lot more of his human life than he lets on, as later on his memories came back to him. He really didn’t like life in his vault due to cutthroat nature of politics. 

Tabitha also came from the same vault and they knew each other. They didn’t really interact or speak a lot, but Tabitha doesn’t exactly remember anything from when she was a human. Marcus thinks she hasn’t really changed at all, in both personality and appearance.

Neil was one of the first people he met after he awoke as a super mutant.

Doesn’t seem like the guy who likes to fight, however. He was a lot nicer to humans than other mutants, so he often dealt with the unity folks. 

When he was younger, he was more inclined to fight mostly because he felt like he had a lot more vitality then, despite not liking it. However, now, he’ll absolutely use diplomacy and only fights as an absolute last resort.

He also does help out with the psykers. He’ll hang out with them occasionally and talk. Trying to make sense of their blind rambling or comfort them when they’re freaking out. 

Due to the nightkin’s proneness to addiction, mental illness and psychotic breakdowns, chems and alcohol are strictly forbidden. However, if found of residential mutants, he has a strict belief in rehabilitation and not punishment. Outsiders who trade it or bring it in with them with the intent to sell have it taken away and destroyed, along with being fined if they do it again.

Before he reached out to Dr Henry, he considered reaching out to the Followers for help, but he decided not to because of how far it is.

Marcus watched Dr Henry like a hawk due to his relations on the Enclave for the first year he was in Jacobstown. 

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[sleights-of-hand]

Stumbled onto this while tidying up my art folder... This is the first of the two pages I contributed to the @newvegasguidezine last year-- the other being the Jacobstown piece. Somehow I forgot to upload the Radio Hostess BFFS altogether! My mistake...

[krogans-give-the-best-cuddles]

I'm gonna make a romance for Neil the super mutant and none of you can fucking stop me

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[marionhawkins]

this is my courier, his name is neil gilphin (it sounded cool), he’s bisexual as shit and him and arcade are pretty much dating at this point. he’s also dropping his mixtape “burn those spores” on 9/25/2282, check it out on the terminals in vault 22- it’s gonna be fire

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#4

Had a dream last night Lemon Demon released a new single called “I Know Everything” and it got like exceedingly popular to the point where Neil Cicierega was going on talk shows and the song would play on the radio as many times as like an imagine dragons song would. Anyways I now have I Know Everything stuck in my head with no way to listen to it in real life

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New Vegas developers: “Have an annoying antagonist that shot you in the head that we give you many opportunities to inflict a cathartic revenge on”

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#2

Kind of gay to track the man who shot who across an entire desert. Why do you care about him so much? Because you’re in love with him?

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[lesvegas]

Do you believe that we should be able to romance super mutants, or that it's wrong to feel that way towards a super mutant/super mutants

I can't speak for super mutants in the older games much but look at Marcus or Neil in FNV and tell me mutants like that shouldn't be romanceable. Same goes for ghouls tbh. I don't really trust Bethesda to write a decent romance with a super mutant especially with how they seem to regard them as bullet fodder (at least they really did in fo3) but there's nothing like. Wrong with it as long as we're talking super mutants of equal intelligence and communication skills as most humans.

[jinglyjangly]

I wanna see more super mutant main characters. Not like a companion who really brings nothing to the story, or one just standing there doing nothing, then becoming human through bullshit science. I mean something where you need to get some kind of resource, and the only one who has it is like, this super mutant who somehow has a beard, had a business suit custom built for himself, and is in charge of a vault casino.

yeah, i like marcus, hes my favorite in fnv, even though he doesnt do much in fnv. but i liked how he had a really calm voice and seemed pretty chill. i love lily but her and raul had very disconnected and simple arcs that revolved more around lore and backstory versus being interactive with the games world building. there was neil too, the guy at black mt that helps you get past the nightkin if your speech is high enough, at least he was helpful. theres like, one random super mututant in far harbor thats intelligent and sells dogs, and even gives dogmeat a bandana which my sole survivor wears everywhere now because i was so attached to that sentiment. i wouldve loved him waaaaaaay more as a companion then strong, but mostly because i just like animal friendly people probably haha

[eppaljeck]

fnv mod that adds a new radio station that only plays songs by neil