Going to New Vegas seemed like a good idea. At first... In debt to the Omertas, deep in the drug dens, and without a cap, Vincent Porter struggles to even hold his existence in place. The day a band of thugs pay him a visit, he decides its once again time to skip town. It seemed squatting in Freeside had finally run its course anyway. Six months was long enough. Though only one question hung in his mind. Where on Earth did he plan on heading? (A Fallout New Vegas Fan Fiction)

Deacon x Reader You managed to survive the greatest threat to mankind itself: war, the unchanging thirst that seems unquenchable even in the shadow of the post-apocalypse. But your journey isn't all doom and gloom, especially when you encounter a strange group of misfits and the ever so deceptive Deacon.