#Honestly it's Abigail that asked the gang if they could bathe John

[racoonjohn]

The day when the gang collectively and secretly decide to bathe John he just sense it and disappear in a cave full of raccoons Also,

Because Javier wasn’t wearing his good boots when he saved John at Colter

[vegetalass]

What about the RDR2 boys on a road trip?

Thank you so much for this fun request! As you can see.... I went a little crazy❤️✨😩

General 

They fight about what snacks they should bring and end up forgetting them all

They all fart in the car and blame each other for it. 

Literally ends up being the stinkiest ride ever and everyone wants to Die 

The fighting about what’s played on the stereo is endless and someone is always unhappy about it

If they have to take two separate cars, Hosea switches up the groups so that no one is stuck with the same people for too long

If one car seats seven, Hosea and Dutch will take the other for themselves (smh)

I’m not gonna lie… literally all of them would pee in a bottle… how they feel about it is pretty different, though 

Arthur 

Can drive one-handed

Drives in silence, not because he likes silence but because everyone else is Too Loud and he needs a break

Tries to talk about the scenery but that’s boring and he gets ignored

Also gets ignored when he points out cool cars.. and cows… and license plates… 

Even Charles can’t be bothered to respond

Backseat driver

Gets yelled at constantly for this but doesn’t stop 

John gets it the worst

He doesn’t have road rage, just thinks that everyone is a bad driver 

His favorite thing is to roll down all of the windows in the car 

Rarely gets to do this because of how many complaint’s he’d get

Stops at every farm stand on the side of the road that he sees 

After a while he doesn’t even need anything and just does it because he feels bad if he drives past them

The only thing he’ll eat while driving is chips

His clothes and seat get covered in crumbs

Wears his hat, jacket and boots in the car even though it’s hot and doesn’t make sense

Also probably buys one of those dangly pine trees to hang on his rearview mirror

Can’t read in the car because he gets carsick :(

Would he pee in a bottle? - Yes, but he doesn’t want to talk about it

John 

If he’s not driving, he’s probably asleep 

And if he’s not asleep, he’s “resting” 

Honestly, he just doesn’t want to talk to anyone in that environment

The grumpiest one of them

He’s just mad (sad) because Abigail wouldn’t let him go with Ms. Grimshaw and the girls

Probably ends up spilling something and tries to blame it on whoever is sitting next to him 

Spends most of his radio time just browsing through stations

When he finds anything he likes, it immediately goes to ads and the process starts all over again

Takes all his rest stops at 7/11 just so he can get a slushee and a hotdog 

He’s okay with stopping at gas stations too but they’re just not the same

Takes off his shoes in the car and just wears his socks the whole ride 

He probably drives like that, too 

This is why Abigail didn’t let him go with them 

Would he pee in a bottle? - Yes, but he’d be mad about it and would try to bring it up a lot

Charles 

Plans out where and when he’s going to make stops

Probably does a few stretches and some jumping jacks when he gets out of the car

He will let the gang stop at McDonalds but only if he thinks they deserve it

The only thing he orders for himself is an ice cream cone 

The safest driver out of everyone

So safe, in fact, that he’s always made to drive at night

He doesn’t mind much because everyone is pretty quiet when it’s late and that means less complaining

Makes a long playlist full of music like Sufjan Stevens and Mumford & Sons (and The Black Eyed Peas) 

Everyone tries to clown him for it but he’s the King of brushing it off 

“When it’s your turn, you can play what you want” or “I didn’t complain when you were playing 100gecs” 

First of all: drag them… 

Second of all: okay, Dad. 

Talented because he can read in the car without getting carsick

Apologizes for everyone’s behavior when they go anywhere

Makes everyone use hand sanitizer after doing literally anything

They have to pass it around the car like little kids

It’s probably Bath and Body Works

Would he pee in a bottle? - Yes, but pretends that he wouldn’t 

Micah

If he’s driving, he gets control of the radio. Doesn’t matter if it’s his turn or not, he gets Full Control. 

If anyone even suggests changing what he’s playing, he snaps at them

Dummy probably smokes in the car

Dummy also probably eats while he drives

Holds his food while steering 

Everything gets greasy

His rest stops are incredibly short

So short that they practically don’t exist

Threatens to drive off without people 

The only time Dutch intervenes with his behavior is when he tries to pick up a hitchhiker

He’s like, “Look Arthur, it’s your long lost brother!” 

He also probably tries to stop at a gentlemen’s club in the middle of nowhere at some point, too 

“I could crash this car right now if I wanted to” 

He only says this once though because it causes a riot

Backseat driver but only to Arthur 

Sean swerving and Hosea speeding: I sleep 

Arthur accidentally cutting someone off: REAL SHIT?

The only other one who gets to use the charging cord (because he’s mean and demands to)

Would he pee in a bottle? - He’s almost happy to

Hosea 

Is never allowed to drive because he doesn’t like to make stops. He 100% will drive past every single rest stop and every single McDonalds they see

Everyone could be screaming at him to pull over and he’d just ignore them

Drives way too fast. Catch him going 90 MPH saying “I’m just going with the traffic!” 

Everyone else: terrified

When it’s his turn for the radio, he chooses to play an audiobook

If you complain about being bored to him, he’ll try to get everyone to sing campfire songs 

Everyone gets to about ninety-five bottles of beer on the wall before giving up and start fighting

He’s also the one to suggest playing “I Spy”

The gang will play but it’s all like 

“I Spy something gross” 

“Is it Micah’s butt crack?” 

“Yes” 

Has one of those mini electric fans that sprays water at you when you press a button 

Doesn’t share it

Always has his phone plugged into the charger to the point where no one else can use it 

Keeps a box of bubbly water under his seat 

It’s lukewarm

He’s the only one who drinks it but he offers it to everyone 24/7 

Would he pee in a bottle? - Yes, but only because he makes the other boys do it and he feels guilty

Dutch 

Acts like everyone should be grateful he’s driving even though they’re all taking turns 

Pulls the “You’re lucky I drove, I’m not a chauffeur!” card when someone is mean to him about anything

Music of choice is just Elvis Presley with a few random smooth jazz songs mixed in 

“What do you boys know about this?”

Everyone: … 

Complains about everything

If he’s not complaining about someone being irritating, he’s complaining about how hot it is, and if not that, there’s something else

Always thirsty and needs to have a drink with him at all time

Will only share it with Hosea or Arthur and lowkey neither of them want what he’s drinking 

When he’s driving, makes everyone stop at a drive-through cafe where he orders the most expensive iced drink on the menu 

Like Arthur, gets mad at people for “not enjoying the view” 

“You boys are so lucky you get to experience the…” Blah, blah, blah 

Ends up falling asleep but only because he wears a sleep mask and ear plugs

Probably listens to music on a walkman lmao

*Dutch in sunglasses and headphones* “Sorry I didn’t see you right there, I was too busy, mmm, blocking out the haters” 

Would he pee in a bottle? - Yes, because he thinks it’s efficient 

Kieran 

Slowest driver of the bunch 

And out of all of them, takes the most stops 

Probably packs his own bag of snacks and it’s all fucking jellybeans and gummy bears 

Says that they’re the easiest to eat while driving 

Technically, that isn’t even a lie (Micah, please take notes)

He will stop anywhere anyone asks… Why is he so nice?

His favorite stop is Dunkin’ Donuts, though

The music he plays is either great or awful and no one can agree on which is which

Every other song is 2000s dance techno

That or Taylor Swift (and that’s when people start yelling at him to change it)  

Spends the whole trip in slides and no one wants to sit next to him because of his exposed feet

He can (and will) drive in them, though 

When he’s not driving, he’s probably watching a movie or playing games on a big ass tablet

Gets made fun of for using huge headphones

People are just jealous he’s able to find a wifi signal

Would he pee in a bottle? - He’s done grosser things for less, so yes 

Javier 

Brings himself a sandwich to eat and ends up sitting on it 

Backseat driver energy but he’s better at restraining his comments than Arthur 

That being said, if your driving is shitty, he will send you Vibes 

Doesn’t bother much with searching for music and just ends up playing a few hour long YouTube mixes when it’s his turn for the radio 

It’s either that, or Mexican radio for 2 hours (and he will sing along)

The only people who don’t complain about this are Charles and Arthur

Probably the only one out of all of them to make the gang go to an actual restaurant during his rest stop

It’s the first real meal any of them have had in like, three days, and suddenly they all feel better

They refuse to admit it, though

Clips his nails out the window at some point

Ties a bandana around his eyes and uses it as a sleep mask 

*insert that picture of the guy with his face mask over his eyes on an airplane* 

Also probably uses the bandana to block out the smell of farts when it gets especially stinky 

Would he pee in a bottle? - He doesn’t want to, but his logic is that if everyone is doing it, why shouldn’t he? 

Sean 

His driving speed is normal but his driving skills are… Bad

He just isn’t paying attention honestly

Too busy talking

Probably tries to text and drive

Arthur takes away his phone after that

Also, did someone say road rage? 

When it’s his turn for music, only plays nasty pop and rap  

It’s fine at first, but the fourth time he plays “I Cry” by Flo Rida or “New Body” by Kanye and Nicki Minaj, everyone gets mad 

Only takes rest stops at gas stations

And takes literally the longest stops out of all them 

Probably spends the whole time telling the gas station cashier about how annoying everyone is 

Everyone is like “kasjdfkhd” because they think he’s the annoying one and they’ve been waiting to leave for like ten minutes

Don’t sit next to him because he will sweat on you 

If you share your drink with him, 50% chance he’ll backwash in it 

When he’s not driving, he’s watching Tik Toks without headphones (if Arthur has given his phone back, that is) 

Would he pee in a bottle? - Without hesitation

Bonus: 

While the boys are all off fighting, Ms. Grimshaw packed the girls a picnic that they get to enjoy at a nice, camping rest stop 

Molly speeds like the devil 

She’s like Hosea, if not worse 

Tilly made everyone a different playlist and they all take turns listening to them 

Karen isn’t allowed to drive because she spiked her water bottle before leaving

Also isn’t allowed the aux cord because she will play inappropriate music or meme songs 

Sadie pumps the gas and chooses all of the snacks for everyone 

It’s a mixture of healthy treats and candy 

Jack is the Squidward wearing sunglasses while sunbathing meme when John asks if he wants to ride “with the boys”

[irishmacguirefucker]

Headcanon that because the entire gang lives in each other’s pockets, for the most part, things like colds usually move through the whole gang like a wave, only ever sparing few from those brief days of sore throats and sniffles.

It started with Jack. The boy ran around in the rain and mud for nearly 15 minutes before Abigail  finally got the 4-year-old boy to come in

Two days later the kid was coughing and sneezing and sniffling through the night. Inevitably that meant Abigail got sick while taking care of him. Ever the mother, she did her best to ignore it and take care of the tail end of his sickness.

Mary Beth and Tilly noticed the mother looking particularly exhausted for a day or two and eventually offered to pay for the woman to get a nice hot bath in the nearby town. After much protest from the mother, they wore her down. So Tilly watched Jack for a few hours, and Mary Beth snuck Abigail out of the camp to go have a few hours to herself.

To make less of a scene, the ladies shared a horse, rode out on one of the extra horses at camp. While Abigail was extremely appreciative of the gesture and felt much better after a hot bath (with Mary Beth guarding the older woman’s things), it would inevitably be Mary Beth's downfall. The close quarters involved with sharing a horse infected the young romantic.

And so just as Abigail got better, Mary Beth began sneezing. And because Mary Beth, Tilly, and Karen could be particularly inseparable at times, it was hardly a surprise when they got it not two days after Mary Beth.

Despite the obvious cold the three of them seemed to be sharing, Ms. Grimashaw couldn't exactly be out three sets of hands. So they were all given lighter duties and a lot of Hosea provided herbs to keep them from being too miserable.

Now you would think, seeing how quickly this sickness had made its way through the ladies, that the rest of camp would avoid them. If only Sean possessed even the slightest amount of foresight.

Just as Karen was on the tail end of her cold (still contagious, but only a sore throat leftover), the redhead decided he had waited long enough and started his usual pestering of the woman once again. The two of them shared a few beers (“To celebrate my loves newfound health!”), and then once they were less sober a few kisses. Sean never stood a chance.

Lo and behold, the young man catches a cold. And makes it known. To everyone. However, he didn’t mean to let people know. His original plan was to pretend he wasn’t sick, mainly because it had taken him an hour of sweet-talking just to get Karen to sit with him at the fire that night. He had told her that the MacGuire genes don’t catch a common cold and dammit if he wasn’t gonna stand by that.

And so the man tried to replicate his usual energy and attitude. That is until he tries to chase down Karen for playfully stealing his hat, and gets so dizzy he eats shit right in the middle of camp. And manages to sprain his wrist, making him not only bedridden but ultimately useless to Susan in the way of chores.

Sean, ever the walking inconvenience some days, had also managed to dump his cesspool of cold germs on his usual drinking buddies. Unfortunately, that meant Uncle, Lenny, and surprisingly and to his extreme distaste, Javier got sick.

Every time Sean walked past Lenny's tent he got various items thrown at him. A spoon pinged him in the head across the camp and he actually looked a little impressed at his annoyed best friend’s aim. Javier also appreciated the action, as he walked by to hide a dry snakes skin in Sean’s bedroll to scare him. Petty? Yes, but also deserved. Uncle honestly just used it as an excuse to sleep even more than usual.

Unfortunately, Lenny hates being unable to help and basically tries to lob around hay bales and take night shifts on the guard, all well constantly wiping his nose on a handkerchief and sneezing so loud it scared birds from the trees. Needless to say, he was quickly taken off guard duty and sent to have a good night's sleep.

Now you would think “Lenny and Javier are smart, they would notice how quickly this sickness spreads and be more careful.” And you would be right. However. You forgot about Uncle. Uncle in his usual lack of Acknowledgement to the consequences of his actions managed to get Swanson, Bill, and to everyone’s extreme detriment, Dutch, sick with this cold.

Swanson and Bill aren't too bad, Bill has no issue taking frequent breaks from various duties, and Swanson literally continues as if nothing is wrong (considering everything else he has going on..).

The real issue is Dutch.

Molly is a bit of a germaphobe when it comes to gross sickness, so while she felt a little bad about it, she immediately left and shared Abigail and Jack's tent until it was over. (But if you really asked her, she might tell you it was because she’s already sick of his constant whining and couldn't handle it anymore.)

Susan and Hosea are seasoned in the care and constant tolerance of a sick Dutch, so much so that it’s not uncommon for them to bring him some tea that subsequently knocks him out for 12 hours straight. It took them years to develop the perfect recipe but damn if it doesn’t work every time. At this point it’s most likely that nobody else gets it, but here are some honorable mentions as to what the other camp members are up to.

Sadie: basically fucked off the guard duty as much as possible and kept like 8 feet from anyone she suspected might have ANY trace of it. She did not get sick

Arthur: was around in the beginning to help out but the moment Sean got it, he basically went off to go do some work. He came back briefly to drop off some money and the moment he heard Dutch sneeze he all but ran out of camp.

Charles: was there most of the time but the entire camp is like 90% sure he is immune to mortal sickness. Nobody has ever seen him have so much as a sniffle.

John: Also spent most of his time on guard duty, Hosea basically made him do it because a sick John is a whiny John.

Hosea: Also around but kept a good distance from anyone who might be sick. And if he did get to close he was berated by Susan, since he already had that cough.

Pearson: Got it from Karen begging him for some of his good whiskey and was immediately taken away from handling food. He spent most of his time fishing and drinking. He got very sunburnt.

[iam-kenough]

Will  you ever notice me? Arthur Morgan x Original Female Character

Summary: During they wandering in deep snowstorm, man from van der Linde gang found odd looking girl and Dutch decides to take her to camp to see if she can be any use, leading life of outlaw with them. Quickly, new girl develops feelings towards Arthur, but he sees her just as a kid...and she won't take that! It's an original character story that starts in the place where Arthur, Dutch and Micah were supposed to first meet with Sadie. Instead she's already with them.

Authors notes: It’s second chapter and you can find the rest of chapter on my blog if you want to read more of my fanfiction.

Word count: 2978 Chapter 2

It was next day's evening when they landed on new camp's place. Everyone started arranging their tents and some of them decided to go to the lake and bath after long trip.

- The water is so damn cold! But it was nice to take a bath after all those hours- Iris was talking to Mary-Beth and her teeth were chattering. She decided to wear woolen dress Mary gave to her, not being even slightly suspicious why Iris would wear a dress so badly. It was nice, wine red and warm one. She decided to tweeze her brows a little bit and she brushed her long, black hair putting them in loose bun. Even though she will undress and wear only chemise in her bed in less than 3 hours.

Iris looked around and sighed. All good places for a tent were taken and she couldn't sleep with girls in their tent 'cause it was too small. She had to prepare her own but there was only one way left to do that.

- Knock, knock - she said awkwardly, knocking on one of polls holding Arthur's tent. He was on his coot, drawing something in his journal. It catched her attention. Didn't know he's romantic soul who would sketch while sulking like this.

- How can I help ya? - he closed the book and looked at her shyly. He analysed her posture in new clothes but very quickly so it wouldn't scare her or make her uncomfortable. Girls usually didn't like his sight on them.

- Will it bother you if I will place my tent right next to yours? All good spots were taken when I took a bath - her cheeks flushed a little bit. She even tried to flirt with him and bat her eyes, while she squeezed fabric of her dress.

- It's rather if I won't bother you, kid.

If I could I would devour you right here, Mr Morgan and you would be the only person not bothering me. I would undress you from your bright blue shirt which matches your eyes so good and I would let you pop my cherry...

- You'right out there, kid? Asked ya if I won't bother you.

- N-no, never. Thank you, Mr Morgan - she jumped into the air and disappeared to set her tent. It was mirroring his and when she was looking above her trunk she could see him, deeply in his thoughts. Honestly, if they would rearrange it a little bit more they would have big, shared tent with two beds next to eachother. But she they wasn't close enough for Iris to ask for it even if she wouldn't mind.

Later that night they had supper prepared by her and Mr Pearson. Almost everyone was eating together but she noticed Arthur hidden in his spot. She went to her tent and sat on the coot mirroring his position.

- I hope it tastes good? - Iris asked after few minutes. He raised her eyes surprised at her.

- You eatin' with my poor companion? I see everyone gathering around the fire.

- They're all nice and stuff but I like to eat in peace. You're not bad to be with, Mr Morgan.

It sounded a little bit frivolous and she actually liked it, surprised with her own temper.

He blushed. Or rather tips of his ears did.

- It's just surprising 'cause yall girls are always eating together. And yes, this stew is amazing - he liked his fingers and brushed his dirty mouth with his sleeve.

Normally she would jerk away on this kind of behaviour but she giggled at sight of big man eating messy like that.

- Girls are okay, especially Tilly and Mary, but Karen has...a little bit to intense character. Oh, and Dutch's girlfriend. That lady hates me.

- She hates everybody, dont'cha worry.

- Today she hit Dutch with a book, saying he's throwing me looks - Iris was giggling and she brushed loose hair behind her ear.

- Looks, ya say? Oh don't worry, you just new, that's why he does that, kid.

- She's rather young too, you know. It's just the make-up she uses, makes her look older.

- Ya say? Nah, you still look like kid to me. With all those freckles and you being thin. Not so sure you should go with us to rob that train, I will have to watch you all the time - his voice was low and he chuckled.

Ouch, that was bad! So he doesn't like freckles...It's nothing I can do about it. But maybe if I'm gonna eat more I'll stop being thin, get some bust maybe and then-

- You sure you want to sit here with me? You seemed bored with my old feller talkin'.

- I-I am not bored at all. Can you show me what are you drawing?

He brushed his chin, sign of him being shy and he passed her the journal. On two pages he drew their whole new camp.

- I must say you can draw, Mr Morgan. You've got talent - she passed the journal back and their hands brushed against each other. She blushed again.

- Talent that's useless for sure - his voice was low and nice and he almost sounded like purring cat. Iris felt knot tying up in her stomach.

- It's not, it's not! - she shaked her head - I find it really pretty. You could draw something for me one day - it was supposed to be flirt and she bit her lower lip but he didn't notice that. He just cheered up.

- What you like, then? I can draw it for you - he patted her arm in friendly manner. They were so close right now, their faces next to each other. She could smell him.

What do I like? Your lips, your intriguing eyes, the fact that your hair was so messy and the fact you smell like whiskey, cigarettes and sweat.

- Flowers - she said plainly, looking at her feet - Any flowers are good. Or animals. I saw you sketching deer one day.

- I've been hit on my head a lot so if I would forget remind me of it, kid - she looked at him once again and licked her lower lip, becoming red on her cheeks. He started looking at her quizzically.

- I think you catched a cold, kid, you seem burning up. Better go to sleep, tomorrow's a day too.

Knot in her stomach popped and she lowered her head. Kid, you say. Im gonna show you, one day I will gain weight, have some reall boobs and nice mature dresses and you will look at me the right way. She got up a little bit too quick, tears forming in corner of her eyes but he was facing her back almost immediately and he didn't see.

- Y-you right, I don't feel my best - she answered with shaking voice and she rubbed her eyes - I'm...gonna get some rest. Goodnight, Mr Morgan.

- Uh-, yea, good night - he read her bad, he was sure she's sick but she seemed rather irritated by the fact he noticed? I will apologize tomorrow.

She put on the curtain between the halves of tent which was giving them privacy now and she sighed. At first she looked in small mirror she owned and analised her own face. You ugly, Iris.

Girl looked at herself quizzically. Big, green eyes with long lashes and nice, pink lips but then freckles happened, covering her nose and cheeks. Her hair were jet black but wavy instead of sleek locks of other girls around. Iris started undressing herself and she looked at her figure with disgust. She had round hips and long legs, but that's it. She looked thin and had small breast and that was not what men would look at. It's not what he would look at.

When she put on her night gown and layed down she looking at tents ceiling and thinking. Oil lamp in Arthur's half stopped giving light, he was going to sleep. She heard him getting comfortable on his bed and after few minutes he was breathing heavily.

She drifted away in her sleep, thinking how it would be to cuddle his big frame.

Another few weeks passed and in this time Iris tried her best to prove she's mature and strong but also femine at the same time. It was difficult to kill a man at 4 and then acting like a subtle lady few hours later. It was nice, warm evening and girls decided to go swimming after long day of work. Iris was so happy and relaxed as she and Mary - Beth was looking at red sky and Tilly with Karen was fooling around in water.

- Can I tell you a secret? You will like it - Iris whispered. Mary seemed excited immediately.

- Tell me, tell me! - she giggled

- I fell in love - Iris whispered to her ear and her friend become red from blushing.

-No way! Who, who is he? Or maybe she? - Blond girl tickled brunette a little bit.

- It's him, yes. But I wouldn't mind you...- they purred at each other and then burst into laugh.

- Who? I bet it's John, all girls are sweet on him and Abigail hates us for that.

-Nope!

- Bill!

-No!

- New O'Driscolls boy!

- Ew!

- Then who, Dutch?

- You must be crazy! I mean...he's not bad if you think about him but this red-head witch he's with? I have no chances - Iris was laughing so badly.

- You have to tell me! But then it has to be someone from outside the camp...

-No! He's there, Mary-Beth, please don't make me say his name out loud.

And then Mary became pale. Then red again. Then she got up.

-No! From all of them you choosed Arthur Morgan?!

- Shhh! We are too close to the camp!

- But why?! He's sweet but we have never seen him with woman, you know. I think he's a little bit weird about it. Dutch once laughed at him taking a bath with a dog when camp had one.

- W-Well...he seems a little awkward and he's like wild animal more than a man but he's charming and he always complemented food I make and he always talks to me in the evening.

- At least he talks to you, he usually doesn't. To no one.

- That's my problem, he talks to me but he seemes to see me as a kid. I tried everything! Few days ago I was sitting with him and we was both reading a book and I looked at him so nicely, I tried my best to look at him with hazy, flirting eyes. And he asked me if I needed glasses because I blink a lot.

- Well...I don't know how to help you - Mary said as they were walking towards camp - usually it's easy, a little bit of exposed skin and being close. You should try it.

- I should...I should go to his tent dressing my nightgown for example?

- Oh, that's an idea! I saw it and it's really cute and...hot.

-Mary- Beth, are you hitting on me? - she joked as they was passing Hosea's tent. Girls heard him talking with Arthur and they would ignore but they heard Iris's name. They started listening immediately, hiding behind the tent to eaves dropping.

- And this new girl, Iris's her name - Hosea said.

- What's with her?

- Just wanted to know what you think about her - he seemed to tease Arthur a little bit.

- It's good kid, she seems to like my company. And honestly, I like hers, she doesn't talk that much comparing to any of you fools - he cleared his throat.

- I thought that you are much closer. Basically sharing a tent and talking every evening...

- What d'ya say, Hosea?

- How long have been since you had a woman, Arthur?

- Not long enough to think about it again- his voice became angry in the nick of time - it's kid we talking about, don't get the wrong idea.

Iris inhaled sharply and bit her lower lip, while her eyes became glossy. But she listened, she couldn't stop.

- Isn't it obvious, Arthur? She looks at you very odd way and she enjoys your company a lot, lot more than others.

- I didn't notice. By the way, she's not stupid. I'm much older and I have past, just no way I would be with her. She doesn't love me to start with. One day she will leave the camp to have a normal life.

Sound of tears dropping on Iris's dress was the only sound she was making. She got up quickly and in a blink of an eye disappeared, running into the woods.

- Iris?! - Mary- Beth tried to follow her but she tripped over one of tent's strings. She sweared ugly.

This is bad, so bad - was all Iris was thinking. Her breathing heavy, her eyes red. She stopped in the middle of nowhere, just when she was sure all around her was dark forest. She didn't even know why she was so agry. Maybe because he said out loud things I thought about myself? Maybe because she was sure that his ears getting red were sign of him considering her as someone hot?

But look at yourself, c'mon. When father lived, he always told you you gonna become a maid, because no man would touch something so fragile, that looks constantly sick. He was right, oh so badly right. And now Iris had to apologise to Mary-Beth for leaving her like that.It was dark night when she got back to the camp, everyone sleeping in their tents. Only one oil lamp was glowing. She decided to act like nothing happen, just not to lose his friendship, ever. So she took a deep breath and peaked her head inside his part of tent.

- Just wanted to say good night, Mr Morgan - was all she said, smiling faintly.

- Kid! You weren't there for supper. Did something happened?

- N-no...just small fight with girls - she lied without hesitation. Then smiled a little bit more so he won't be suspicious. He always was but he was taking her lies as an answer, 'cause she lied when it would expose her feelings.

- Small fight made you disappear without word? Y'got hot head then - he joked. His blue eyes were piercing her.

- Maybe a little - he didn't see nothing good about her anyway, she could become hothead in his eyes even it was inappropriate for woman.

- Wanna talk about it?

- With you? I-I mean we can but it's nothing. Really.

- You seem sad lately, kid. Is someone or something bothering you?

- Ah...no, just stupid, girly things.

- Girly things - he seemed a little bit scared now.

- Interests of heart, to call it. Nothing too exciting, especially for you.

He became silent. So she wasn't considering him as a close friend if she didn't want to tell. He thought different for a second but...she was right, he was no friend.

- Were you ever in love, Mr Morgan? - he heard her voice from behind one of trunks. She probably lied on her bed.

- F'course I was. But if you askin' me 'bout those things ya need to share with me first, ya know? What are those Interests of heart, huh?

She took deep breath. After few seconds she knew how to tell it without being obvious.

- I just fell in love with someone who will never accept me. He's good friend and that's only reason I didn't tell him yet. But I know....I heard what's he talking about me, no need to share my feelings with him, because he considers me strongly as a friend, nothing more. It would make our relationship awkward.

He furrowed his brows. So she was seeing someone. He wondered who.

- That sounds a lil' bit bad, kiddo. Maybe I don't look like but I know how to have a broken heart - he said as his eyes become glossy. She couldn't see them anyway, so he didn't hold back thinking about Mary right now - But if it's your friend he shouldn't judge ya, ya know. Even if he doesn't share feelings with you. You sure, he does not?

- One hundred percent sure - she said that very slowly because those words left bitter on her tongue - and I'm not afraid of being judged, I just know it would destroy our friendship.

- He's no friend then - Arthur replied shortly. He felt like dumbass but if she liked talking to him about all of this he felt appreciated.

Iris took deep breath. You are a friend. The closest one I have now after those weeks that passed. And I will cherish you forever, even if your lack of knowledge will hurt me sometimes.

- He is. About this I'm sure. I really love this person. Thank you, Mr Morgan for listening to me - it sounded like she thanked him for listening but she was actually thanking him for everything.

It seemed like yesterday when they rescued her but it wasn't. Many days passed and she already shared with him many thoughts but also many jobs, even dangerous one. They robbed trains together after all. They was murdering together. And every evening they were lying in their beds and talking. They usually looked at their tent's ceiling but she didn't mind. He seemed so sad and distanced, always worried. She also noticed his extremely low self-esteem, he always was talking that he's not good man and that he's stupid on account being hit on the head to often.

She had fallen asleep to those thoughts.

[shyeehaw]

Helping their S/O with cramps.

Request:  Can i get some headcannons about ( Arthur - Javier - John - Sean - Charles - Dutch ) dealing or trying to help their s/o or crush with period cramps yknow some fluff.

Arthur

The sweetest boah, he will be worried out of his mind! It doesn’t matter if it happens every month, it still worries him.

Arthur will carry piles of blankets and won’t mind adjusting every single pillow until you are comfortable.

Once you told him that heat helps, he holds you close and plays with your hair until you fall asleep.

Will go out for jobs feeling heartbroken for leaving you alone feeling like that.

Once he gets back will spoil you with kisses and candy he brought back from town.

Arthur will talk to you with a soft tone, offering help with anything you need.

He will show you his drawnings, chat about his day, ask for advice... anything to get your mind off the pain.

Arthur being the sweetheart he is, asked Abigail how he could help (stuttering and embarassed as hell, sure).

And now he takes you for walks around camp, because she said it’s good to keep active.

He will ask you to lay your head on his shoulder and just breath in the fresh air.

He will sketch you in his journal, insisting that you look gorgeous as ever.

Javier

He is thoughtful and will be pretty understanding if you feel like not moving the whole day.

While keeping you company, Javier will talk to you about anything so it distracts you from the pain.

Will gently rub your belly if you think it helps.

“Heat helps, mi amor?” Javier will prepare you a warm bath and gladly massage your back while you are at it.

You will get your day brightened by the flowers he brought you.

It’s still Pearson’s stew, but at least Javiers brings it to your tent, so you don’t have to get up.

Will wrap you up in his poncho and cuddle with you by the fire if the gang is having any gatherings.

John

Oh let’s be honest, John lacks a bit of tact when it comes to these things.

But when he sees you rolling around in pain, he starts taking it more seriously.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe you, he just thought it was something you were used to.

“John, it hurts!”, he will stare at you with that “error - page not found” look, trying to guess what he can do.

John will help in his own way. Running errands on your behalf and keeping you distracted from your cramps.

While his at town, John will bring you all the needed supplies without questioning.

John gets a bit awkward about it, but will do anything to get you comfortable.

He wants to kiss you and hold you, but it’s afraid of moving you too much. Until you explain to him that is okay.

In those days, he will be more gentle with the way he speaks, making you feel loved and beautiful, even if you feel bad about your bloated self.

He’s not much the pampering type, but he always gets you something that will make these days easier.

“By the way I... brought you one of them books you like.” He will say giving you a kiss on the forehead “I don’t know, might distract you.”

Sean

“Seaaan, It hurts so bad.”

“What do I do? How can I help? Y/N?!?”

He gets so anxious by seeing your face all scrunched in pain.

A blabbering mess, Sean always forget the headache part of the period.

“Oh shit! Sorry Y/N! Yer head must be killing ya!”

He loves bringing you chocolate, but honestly?  Sean will probably eat half of it with you.

He will stay beside you showering you with kisses and compliments.

“Yer looking lovely today, dear! Even if ya bleedin”

“Thanks Sean...”

He knows better than making fun of how moody you get. He learned the hard way.

But he still tries to make you laugh.

Seeing you smiling and forgetting even a little bit about the pain makes him so happy.

He doesn’t want you to know, but he asked the girls what he can do to help you.

Sean gets extra clingy when you have your cramps, he just wants to hold you and make you feel loved until you get better.

Charles

Picture the most caring and worried boyfriend ever, that’s Charles.

He can’t stand seeing you in pain. So he will spare no efforts to make you super comfortable.

If you ever pass out from the cramps he will get extra careful, keeping you company and helping you at all times.

Will make a delicious peppermint tea to keep you warm.

With the temperature drop at night, he will place your body on top of his and sleep like this.

When he was younger, Charles saw his mother extracting some oil from lavender and using on the younger girls.

She explained to him that it helped with the pain.

So he will do the same, massaging your lower back with it.

When your cramps get really bad, he ask you to squeeze his hand as hard as you can.

With passionate kisses, he will make you forget for a while how painful it is.

Charles doesn’t mind staying the whole day in bed with you, cuddling your way out of those awful cramps.

Dutch

Dutch is always busy but as soon as he learn how unwell you are feeling he drops everything.

“Dutch what you think about this train robbery Micah is telling us?”

“I don’t know ask Hosea!”

He can’t focus knowing that you are in pain.

He will spoil you rotten. Want water? Stay there, he will fetch it for you. Want a feet rub, of course!

An absurd amount of chocolate and your favorites candies will be at your disposal.

When the cramps are getting the best of you, Dutch will feel helpless for not being able to help.

“It hurts me to see you like this, my dear.”

He likes to put you in his lap and give you the most amazing back rub you can wish for.

If you want some space he’ll give you, but Dutch likes to be around and be useful when you are feeling like this.

Will be furious at anyone who dares to scream or speak too loud near the tent you two share.

Now he knows heat helps, Dutch will fill (and refil as many times you want) a flask with hot water and wrap in one of his many fancy blouses.

At night, he will hug you from behind and keep you warm and whisper to you.

“It will pass soon, hold on dear.”