harlequin at a table

Fallout Headcanon: the most frequently confiscated type of contraband in the Legion isn’t cigarettes, alcohol, or any kind of chem. It’s actually shitty, pre-war dime store paperback harlequin romance novels. They’ll trade them to one another, under the table, and the Legionaries who can’t read get in on the action too by having the literate ones either straight up read them out loud to them or having them summarize it. Ones without missing pages or scorch marks are highly valued, and the books are commonly traded for favors, information, and other stuff on top of being used as betting material.

“Pavus, I need a favor.”

“What’s in it for me?”

“I’ve got ‘Untamed Billionaire, Undressed Virgin,’ AND the highly coveted 'A Noble Captive.’ Both have a little bit of water damage but all the pages are there and everything’s readable.”

“….throw in that copy of 'Bought for the Marriage Bed’ that I saw you with last week and it’s a deal.”

“You drive a hard bargain but okay, deal.”