#john marston x gender neutral reader

[scarfacemarston]

Please if you could, please let me get some comfort from John, just him comforting his crying s/o god I need him so bad rn

I'm so sorry this took so long. I hope you're feeling better. Hopefully, you'll still enjoy this!

Note: Gender Neutral Friendly. This is set in the RDR 1 era, John, because people canonically go to him for comfort, and he’s much more mature here. In this verse, I hc that Abigail and John are amicable and live close to one another. Jack lives with John part-time. Is that too modern? Probably. Lol

John was working in the barn, sawing wood to fix up the gazebo the pair of you enjoyed on cool evenings, when you slowly approached him, trying not to draw his attention immediately.

However, you and John had a very tight relationship to the point that the two of you could almost sense the mood or feelings the other had. It was part of your bond. This caused John to whip his head around immediately to face you, his confused gaze turning soft. He placed the saw down carefully and removed his gloves.

“Darlin’,” he rumbled lowly as he made his way towards you, cupping your face as he closed the gap between the two of you. He immediately enveloped you in his arms, and the solid weight comforted you.

At this point, you had been sniffling softly to try not to worry John more than you had to, but once you felt his arms around you, you couldn’t help but let the dam break.

He sushed you gently as you buried your head into his chest, sobbing. John frowned, worry creeping into his features.

“Do you want to talk about it?” John muttered.

Truth be told, he never felt like he was the most comforting of people, nor was he the best at giving advice, but for you? He’d try. Always. (Of course, you disagreed. You saw how John treated others - gruff but polite and fair. He was far more generous and wise than he gave himself credit for.) It gave the quiet and serious man a complexity that few would know. You paused, shaking your head no. John nodded, not pushing the subject further - another thing you appreciated about him. John drew away from you, wiping the tears from your cheeks before giving your hand a kiss.

“Come on, let’s dry those eyes in our room with some privacy,” He said, guiding you into the home he built for you.

Blessedly, Jack and Uncle were away for the moment. John led you to the bedroom and shut the door, kicking his boots off. You gave a watery smile as you did the same. John plopped down on the bed, holding his arms out. You filled the space embarrassingly quickly. John gave the smallest of smiles before wrapping his arms around you once more.

“I’m sorry you’re havin’ it rough right now. I’m here for you. No matter what. You just say it and it’s yours, darlin’.” he muttered into your hair, kissing your forehead.

You smiled at him, muttering a quiet thank you. “ You don’t got to thank me, you know. Just takin’ care of the person I love.” he countered.

You sighed, melting further into his embrace, your eyes growing heavy.

“Go to sleep, you’ll feel better. I’ll be here when you wake up.” John said, running his fingers through your hair. With that, you slipped into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

[nexionswild]

IN WHICH MANEATER!reader admits their feelings for the van der linde boys. [p.1] [p.2]

includes: arthur ∿ john ∿ dutch ∿ hosea ∿ javier ∿ micah.

content warning: none, pure fluff, no pronouns [GN], some fem!words [“minx” “temptress”]

a/n: first headcanons in a while! personality may not be as accurate but eh, do what you will !!

�� ﹒ arthur morgan

you.. what?

arthur doesn’t believe in being remotely worthy of any romantic interests, he always thought you were out of his league. needless to say, it’s a pretty loving yet interesting surprise. he even comes as far as questioning your tastes in men.

but of course, he doesn’t say no, and god knows what would happen to his mental state if he ever dismissed your feelings.

by the time your confession came out, he’d admit that he loved admiring you from a distance, seeing how you swayed men with your charms and wits. it was always fascinating for him in a weird way. he can’t quite put it in words, but by simply observing you, he could feel things.

“alright, alright … i’ll take the goddamn minx’s hand, but don’tcha go cryin’ on Grimshaw’s dress if ya’ startin’ to regret yer decision, understand?”

obviously, he’s so grateful to have you under his wing now. it’s almost like a dream he’ll never want to wake up from, it’s a blessing, even.

although arthur still doubt how long you’ll stay with him, due to his bad experience during his first relationships with some women, he’s trying to be optimistic about the way it will turn out.

he doesn’t have much to say or do, except awkwardly appreciating your presence and the way all of your attention shifted onto him, but he’s not a slacker in this relationship, hell no.

you’re constantly victim of his tease, and often gets to be his main focus every now and then. being a natural gentleman, he doesn’t mind offering you help during your missions. and his treatment gets especially more overwhelming after a task that includes seducing a feller for information. he’d like to say that he’s not the jealous type, he understands you’re just doing your job, but god. he should be the only man that gets to hear all of these sweet words.

✦ ﹒ john marston

completely and utterly baffled. him? you and him? together?

“why?” was the first thing that came out of his mouth. he regrets it.

when you explained it’s really by the way he behaves with you, the way he’s gentle and soft for you, always slacking around until he gets to work when you ask him to from dutch’s part, that’s where he realizes, he really didn’t made any efforts to try and keep his feelings away from you. he is embarrassed.

lord knows how red his face was when you admitted that he may be one of the most tender man you’ve ever came across from the millions of other ones you had to seduce for survival, to think he was one in a million, in a way, you made him feel special.

he could only hide his lips with the back of his hand as he reluctantly tried to look at you, in which he desperately can’t. and while you await his answer, his heart keeps beating faster and faster, he worries you may even hear the sound of his heartbeat from where you are.

eventually, after a long moment of awkward, peaceful silence, with the sounds of birds and winds clearing the void of noises your head, john eventually grumbled a little “yeah, i guess i like you too.”

he can’t believe that he managed to get into a relationship with someone as charismatic as you, knowing he absolutely has zero charms. but this reality doesn’t apply to you, it seems. with the way you shower him in compliments and constantly pampering him with kisses ever since your confession, it makes it hard to believe that he wouldn’t be a man of interest.

in return, he’d quietly shove all of his love and affection by pulling you into a simple hug or enticing you to join their partying when the gang suddenly pops out the alcohol and plays music for some event. he’s a fun man when he tries to be, otherwise, it’s really just long, and silent moments of adoration as he hugs and cuddles you from behind.

before he even got together with you, he was already a little frustrated with the men you had to engage with for the sake of the mission, but now that you’re his, his frustration is even worse.

“you better try and come up with som’ other plans, regarding [y/n] dutch.”

✦ ﹒ dutch van der linde

“of course, i’ll love you forever.”

he’ll tease you about your feelings, dutch already grew a reputation amongst women for his ability to entertain with just talks and conversations. he even swayed men to like him for being friendly. after all, why do you think he knows and have contacts with so many people?

admittedly, dutch secretly loved it when you confessed to him. there’s something about you initiating it that sparks a bigger interest in you. you were a pretty thing to look at, a painting in exposition for a museum. of course he had his eyes on you for a long while ever since you joined.

he only puts you in those (insufferable) tasks to see you in action, and boy, was he impressed with the way you’d easily wrap those creeps, men and women alike, around your finger so quickly. not only were you useful for the gang, but you proved you’re more worthy than those petty missions.

he’ll never admit how he would also punish himself watching you whisper those sweet-nothings into their ear, only hosea knew the kind of face he would make when you did your job.

surprisingly committed and devoted into this relationship, you honestly expected something lacking. i mean, the way he treated molly should’ve trigger those red flags, but there’s something about him that you couldn’t quite touch on, that was so annoyingly attractive. and that devotion never faded away, you always kept him entertain in some wicked way, god knows what kind of poison you have for him to be so hooked on you.

he’d always slide his hand around your waist, tracing the edge of your body with his fingers as he looked down on you. and the way you gracefully accepted his touch only made him want to crave for more, he wants more of your subtle validation every time he shares an intimate moment with you. you’re his elixir, and he will never stop getting sick if it means consuming you more and more.

don’t expect this relationship to end. he will never let go of you. ever.

good luck trying to contribute to the gang and do your job, because dutch will never stop fucking up your work for the simple fact that he should be the only one who gets to experience your seduction.

“i should seriously come up with different plans now that you’re mine.”

✦ ﹒ hosea matthews

it took hosea some convincing to let him know that you were serious about your feelings, he always took everything under a sarcastic joke, until he realizes you actually mean it, his smile drops as he’s processing the information.

hosea is aware he’s not as devilishly handsome as dutch, he thinks of himself as a boring old man who likes novels and wisdom. to think you, a young and seductive temptress, in love with him? he doesn’t know how to eat that in a whole.

that is probably the first time you ever seen him that nervous, but the way he plays it out as a joke was still endearing, but annoying, at the same time.

“who forced you? i swear, i won’t be mad if ya’ just told me, y’know?”

when he finally accepts the fact that you’re really interested, hosea couldn’t help but smile again. he’s a jokester, seriously, what do you see in that guy? he makes you laugh. (nudge nudge, wink wink) and the sheer fact that he made you bend over (not in that way)mon your tummy as you try to suppress your laughter into quiet snorts so many times was just charming, in your opinion. and impressive as well. no men made you laugh like that before.

you couldn’t care less if he was too old or too modest, he was the perfect amount of gentleman. he’s been loyal to you like some kind of butler, and it was just so lovely to see him act like such a domestic husband when you ask nothing from him, and it was even more funny to see him quietly appreciating your flirtatious remarks before you got together.

now that you are in a relationship, your teasing has gotten even worse, and hosea desperately tries to keep up with you but you always left him in long flustered silences before he cracks another joke to try and change the topic. but he doesn’t leave you do all the talk, when you need comforting words after a mission, he’s here. and he’s the perfect man for encouragement and motivation.

he understands that it must be hard to always be a man’s attention, and he couldn’t be any more proud of you for trying to play your part for the sake of the gang. he doesn’t care about the comments you have to use towards these men for information, he knows whatever you do or say, he’s the only one you love, and you’re the only one he loves.

“you’re just.. perfect.”

✦ ﹒ javier escuella

you’ve never seen him so. happily. flustered.

he doesn’t want to show this side to you, he’s a scary outlaw who knows how to handle a knife, guns and such. but you made his heart flutter, how is he supposed to react to your feelings in a way that wouldn’t miserably damage his image as a brave yet intimidating gunman?

being generally polite and soft-spoken, you couldn’t hear him literally grumbling in spanish under his breath, not like you could understand him anyways, he was talking too fast in your opinion.

“ay.. dios mío. i don’t know how to say it. but, i really..”

he can’t afford to look you in the eyes, you’re so beautiful and precious. you’re no saint and that, he shamefully loves it, so much. no amount of words can describe how he loves seeing you talking your way out of conflict with those honey words. and because of that, you’ll only ever hear his confession in spanish before he pulls you in an embrace, which told you that he’ll happily stay by your side if that’s what you want.

it frustrates you that he’ll only talk about his feelings in his native language, that’s his mother tongue, and as much as you love to hear his love words in spanish, you also want to know what that means. you want to hear those words clear and loud, and javier can’t help but chuckle at your desperation. it was adorable. he didn’t know you had that side for him; being cute. usually, he would only see you tempting men and women, or constantly hearing your teases.

seeing you pout just made him want to speak spanish more often, he savors everything you offer him. and there couldn’t be anything more delicious than your new expressions, he especially loves it when you blush for him, because it came to a point where hearing his mexican rants was.. weirdly attractive.

“te quiero mucho, querida.”

✦ ﹒ micah bell

WHAT? you had all the men in the world and out of everything, you chose him? him???

he doesn’t understand you, he really doesn’t. he’s been here, shaming all of your good graces and degrading you into oblivion since your sole purpose here is “to pretend to be a sexworker” and you like him?

fine. he may have been under your spell as well, i mean, you’re attractive. he knows that you are, why else would dutch set you up in dirty work like that? — but he have way too much pride, and if you think he’ll apologize for his behavior or told you about how he felt about you, safe to say: don’t get your hopes up.

not only is he straight up puzzled, but the more he thinks about it, the more he realizes he’s been craving for you this whole time, he was just in denial. he had too much confidence and pride to admit that he’d ever fall in love with someone like you, i mean, he’s been acting like this for so many years, what makes you different from the others? why was your attention so important to him? you’re nothing but some whore, right? or so he thought.

“fine.. but don’t get yer’ hopes up, pretty girl. just cuz’ i’m blessin’ you with my last name don’t mean anythin’. got that, sweetheart?’

he’s lying. you know he is. blessing you with his last name? is he expecting you to stay until marriage?

not that you mind, since you’re crazy enough to develop feelings for him. and he’s crazy enough to make you want this marriage.

ever since that day, micah has been noticeably more attentive towards you, both by hearing out your adventures and by touch. you wouldn’t notice him scooting closer and closer whenever you talked, you wouldn’t notice the way his head cocked to the side as his hand slid up your waist, tracing the frame of your body before reaching your shoulder and firmly grabbing it, pulling you closer to him. you only noticed when you felt his breath tickling your chin.

oh, he enjoys having an effect on you. all those months, he’d seen you play your way with people in sexual nonsense. he never liked how you got all the attention, or that you were focus on anyone else but him for that matter, but now he’s got you just where he wants you to be, right beneath him.

he loves to see you get quiet when he’s close.

“well? don’tcha keep me waitin’ pretty girl, better talk or waste my time.”

[vanderlesbian]

rdr2 x autistic reader headcanons

saw someone else do this but i wanted to give my headcanons too! enjoy tehe... includes arthur, john, dutch, and charles!

gn!reader + no warnings / fluff

arthur morgan

arthur is so patient and understanding with you

from the moment you met him, you never felt the need to mask around him because he never questioned your behaviors or belittled you for them

if any problems ever arised, arthur would always be quick to come to your defense

hes very careful with you; he handles you like he's holding a butterly. not because he thinks youre fragile or incapable, but because he cares for you too much and never wants to hurt you

he also knows that youre sensitive to things and will take mental notes

if he sees that you cover your ears when something loud happens, he'll be sure to be quiet around you

if you express that you don't like how a certain food feels, he'll start bringing other options along to make sure you're eating

he's not very good at being upfront with his emotions, and you can't always catch onto his hints which ends up with you being confused

but he's trying to break that habit

all in all he's a very understanding partner who prioritizes you above all

john marston

lets be real john is also autistic

youre both very understanding of each others needs and its nice to be able to completely be yourself around your partner

in a relationship he can be very touchy sometimes, but he can recognize when you dont want to be touched. if hes unsure, he'll ask

he will wait or ask for permission to do pretty much anything

"can i kiss you?" "can i hug you?" "is it alright if we hold hands?"

hes definitely awkward but he just needs the confirmation

he is veryyy blunt but to you its a good thing

it makes me feel like neither of you have to worry about if the other is beating around the bush or something because both of you say whats on your mind LOL

both of you are trying to figure out this relationship thing together

from an outside perspective, people might think the two of you are moving really slow, but for both of you its a perfect pace

dutch van der linde

dutch is your biggest fan when you start infodumping

he will listen to you speak about whatever for days on end, and you'll do the same with him as he talks about whatever philosophical tangent he has for the day

hes so infatuated with you its crazy

you will finish your infodumping tangent and he will scoop you up in his arms and go,"you're so beautiful/handsome, you know that?"

like oookaaayyy huhehehehehhehhshsh

he will SPOIL you with things related to your special interest. anything he sees that he knows you'll like, he'll snatch it up so quick to give it to you

he'll definitely boast about you to the other members

"they're so INTELLIGENT and HARD WORKING...perhaps the rest of you should take a note or two"

he lets you fidget with his fingers because you like his rings

he makes sure that your shared tent is perfectly up to your standards

the feeling of the blanket overwhelms you? suddenly hes sending arthur out to fetch a new one

he definitely pampers you a lot and sometimes it might feel suffocating at times but not bc you dislike it, you just need a moment to recharge

you'll tell him you need a moment to yourself and he'll oblige

charles smith

the two of you love parallel play omg

you two will be completely silent while he makes arrows and you partake in one of your hobbies but its so comforting to both of you

charles will always be the first to notice when you start to get overstimulated, so he'll tell the others to quiet down, give you space, or whatever else you need to calm yourself

hes kind of overprotective of you, so sometimes you'll have to reassure him that youre fine

he just cares about you more than anything

now that im thinking about it charles is also probably autistic

he's usually very quiet but with you he'll never shut up because he knows that you'll listen and show genuine interest

he will craft things for you to fidget with omfg

he'll notice that youre very antsy with your hands or legs and one day you'll come back to your tent and see a small handmade doll sitting on your bed

"did you make this for me?"

"i noticed you play with your fingers a lot"

he's genuinely the sweetest ever and he will just have heart eyes for you all the time

[softrozene]

Doing the little romantic things for their s/o

Anon asked: Welcome to the rdr2 community!! May I get some fluff hc for Arthur Charles and John? Them just doing the little romantic things for their s/o? Thank you ♥️

rdr2 masterlist

Omg yes and thank you! I hope you like these, anon!

These are probably on the shorter side since it’s the first request and first time writing them!

Originally published on January 10, 2020

Arthur, Charles, John x Reader (Gender-neutral/nonbinary)

Warnings: Just Fluff

Arthur Morgan

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Romance isn’t his strongest suit but when he tries it is so dang obvious to everyone

He goes out of his way to make sure you know how much you mean to him

You get extra servings off his own plate

If you feel like someone is watching you- It’s him and he will do it straight-on, no shame at all

Sends you that small charming smile that makes your knees all weak

He’d be the doting wife everyone hears about

I’m not kidding either, he’ll act like he’s not or that something you want is a hassle but don’t worry, he’ll get it for you

He’d be the one to oil your guns without you asking

If you’re the type that needs to hear it, he’ll say he loves you

If not, it should be said all through his actions

Since he’s not one well for words- all the little things will be through awkward but sweet, sweet, gestures and materials

Charles Smith-

The motherfucking King of romance

He likes to be near his partner at all times

Even if he’s one for silence he’ll love to listen to your voice

He’s the hand-holder, he’ll want to hold your hand all the time

He doesn’t keep his eye on you all the time but it surely relaxes him whenever he sees you

He’ll pick flowers and plants for you first thing in the morning

Looks after your horse when you can’t

1000% takes you on nature rides just to be in your presence in peace

If you don’t know how to hunt he’ll teach you the basics and watch as you grow to be a better hunter

He doesn’t go to sleep until you do

He’ll always be willing to teach you or learn from you

Since he’s already a hard worker around camp, he’ll try and do your chores too

Will always profess his love before missions

John Marston-

He probably has some kind of PTSD from his relationship with Abigail ngl so he’ll be more like Arthur

He’s not sure what to do or how to act like but he’ll always keep an eye out for you

Makes sure you are stocked with ammo/knives just to be on the safe side

Gets you only the best jewelry/watches he manages to steal

He is not good with words so he’ll relay his love to you through actions

Always cracks a joke with you- especially if he knows it’s not your day

If you ask him for something poor boy would probably ask a million questions out of habit with Abigail but he’ll get it for you in a heartbeat

Use a gentle tone with him- He’ll be so soft and gentle with you

Most of his affection will be shown while you’re asleep, he’ll play with your hair, caress your face, make sure you aren’t too cold or too hot- It’s just easier for him

[allzelemonz]

Masterlist: Red Dead Redemption

Main Masterlist

Too many fics for them all to fit in one post. See the character and other sections for specific fics.

Updated 5/17/24

Abe

Arthur Morgan

Bill Williamson

Charles Smith

Colm O'Driscoll

Dutch Van der Linde

Javier Escuella

John Marston

Kieran Duffy

Micah Bell

Sean MacGuire

Multi Pairing (character/reader/character)

Scenario Masterlist

Ships

[forgetminot]

Incorrect Quotes - Red Dead Redemption Edition

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*The gang's thoughts on stabbing*

Lenny : Would think about possibly stabbing someone.

Sean : Would stab someone in retaliation.

Y/n : Would yell, "I won't hesitate, bitch!" first.

John : Would stab without warning.

Arthur : Would stab as a warning.

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Arthur : "Alright, explain right now!"

John : "It was Sean."

Y/n : "It was Sean."

Lenny : "It was Sean."

Sean :

Sean : "...fuck"

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Lenny : "You know what I learned from my friendship with Arthur?"

Sean : "There’s no such thing as too mean?"

Y/n : "Never let your friends know for sure if you like them?"

John : "Always hold a grudge?"

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Sean : "Uh, Arthur? John fell in the river and I don't think he's waterproof."

Arthur : "What?"

Lenny : "I think Sean meant, John is drowning."

John : *is drowning*

Arthur : "Why are none of you helping him!?"

Y/n : "He has to learn somehow."

John : *sinks*

Y/n : "Go on, John, kick those legs!"

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[azures-bazar]

What a Party 

A happy (and long) one shot ! .... based on real events lol

I needed to write some happy stuff, especially considering the overall mess happening in France right now (you know, riots, overall strikes, arrogant politicians voicing their hate on common folk...) :')

I tried my best to make it short, but there were too many things to be said ! There's a part filled with some "I love you" quotes. Please excuse my mistakes, you already know about my very peculiar writing schedule... and my weird English, lol

Arthur Morgan x GenderNeutralReader 

Word count : 3.5k

Short summary : Let’s be honest : you’re drunk. And Arthur, being a little less drunk than you during Sean’s return party, really hopes he can tell you how much he loves you tonight. 

A/Note : Arthur’s tent has got some flaps !

Tags : chapter 2, soft, alcohol, you’re drunk, Arthur’s drunk, Sean’s return party, Arthur loves you, the ground is moving, soft, nausea, cigarette, drunk behaviour, Hosea being a dad, ring dang doo

"Got a hole in the middle, and it's split in two !"

You kept singing along with the rest of the gang, holding your whiskey bottle in your right hand and a cigarette in the other. You could not recall how many bottles you already had the opportunity to gulp down, being dragged by Sean into a drinking contest. You knew about your upcoming fate, so did he. You were supposed to be on guard duty by sunrise, which was going to be complicated considering the amount of alcohol your body had to evacuate overnight. 

"And that's what ya call the ring dang doo !"

You could easily recall that the gang was not often in such a great mood. You had been a member of the Van Der Linde gang for about a decade, having been around since your mid-teens after Dutch and Hosea had found you struggling with the law following a fight you had with another kid, who happened to be a sheriff’s son. Hosea had used his scamming skills to pretend you were his child and that he had been looking around the area after you ran away following a minor dispute. The sheriff believed that story well enough, and this event marked your official induction into the gang. 

In ten years, you had seen the gang’s ups and downs. You had witnessed Arthur grieving his son, Bessie Matthews’ passing, the arrival and death of new members, the birth of the very first gang’s child, John’s departure and return a little less than a year later… and you took part to the Blackwater incident. Arthur had begged Dutch not to let you participate to it, wanting to take your place instead, believing things were not going to go according to his plan. Indeed, Morgan was right, and you left Blackwater with numerous wounds on your arms and a rather tiny hole on your calf after being shot multiple times. 

You and Arthur were close, very close. Ever since a few months, to say the least. Anyone could easily tell he had a soft spot for you prior the Blackwater ferry heist, even you could notice how different he was when you were around. Arthur was good at hiding his feelings behind a rather stern and grumpy face, often looking away whenever your eyes would meet his, turning shades darker each time he would be greeted with a smile. Neither you nor him had ever made a first move towards the other, which was frustrating to the eyes of the girls who openly voiced their discontent. 

"These two are made for each other and won’t even talk !" Karen often sighed 

"Isn’t that romantic ? Two souls, so in love… yet unable to communicate !" Mary-Beth would smile

"It ain’t romantic, it’s stupid."

And despite not openly voicing your feelings, Arthur was very good at making you feel adored. Your tent was right next to his, he would often bring you some coffee in the morning, share a meal with you, discuss about arts, landscapes and plants before moving forward. Such a brawny and menacing-looking man talking about the beauty of some flowers never ceased to surprise you ! As Hosea would often say : Arthur was not as dumb as he looked, hiding a high intelligence, often being taken for an idiot by many people. His low self-esteem was the main reason why he never openly showed how smart he was, and how much he cared about you. He was too shy and not confident enough to move forwards, but could easily talk about everything he liked with you without having the feeling of being looked down as a random intimidating outlaw with no brains.

He had awkwardly brought you a bouquet one day after collecting a few flowers nearby, hiding it behind his back while his face was as red as a tomato, stuttering a few words you could barely understand due to his heavy Southern accent and low voice. After he gave you that bouquet, Arthur proceeded retrieving to his tent and hide his red face behind his hands while you kept his gift in a vase near your cot, humming the scent of these flowers for days while the girls had clapped his move. 

"One big step forward !" Tilly had exclaimed 

That night, everything was possible, every door was opened for you to make a first move towards Arthur. You were drunk, laughing, dancing, displaying a rather eccentric side to the rest of the gang which had undoubtedly caught Morgan’s eye as he had stopped drinking his beer while sitting at the table with Bill and John to look at you. He watched Uncle wrap his arm around your shoulders as you sang with him louder and louder, believing you would loose your voice at some point. But you kept singing, not even bothering about what was going on around you, enjoying the moment as you somewhat believed it would not last long enough. 

Hosea had tried dissuading you from drinking so much, using his fatherly tone to refrain you… but you did not care about his warnings. You were aware of the consequences of your sudden desire to drink this much, knowing about your upcoming state early in the morning when you would have to patrol around the hideout with your riffle while enduring a rather heavy headache and an endless nausea. It was not your first time being drunk and certainly not be the last. Sean was back ! How many drinking contests you were about to have together ! Hosea was already excepting the worst to happen to you, knowing that being drunk was quick to make you unleash your child-self, and nobody wanted to have two children doing a drinking contest. 

"Easy, Y/N !" he sighed, looking at you gulping down your whiskey. "Leave some for the rest of us !"

"Don't worry, old man !" you smiled.

Dutch had switched his gramophone on, you spotted him dancing with Molly while Arthur danced with Mary-Beth, chuckling a little, glancing at you whenever he had the chance. He could easily tell that making you stand up would not be an excellent idea, watching you gulp down another beer after cheering with Karen who sang on Sean’s lap. Arthur’s vision was getting a little blurry with time, he also had drank too much. A little less than you did, but enough for him to have some serious issues walking straight from a tent to another. Mary-Beth left him to get a drink with Tilly, Arthur approached you and smiled. 

"Ain’t that a nice nighty night !" he exclaimed, placing his large hands on your shoulders 

"Damn, Morgan’s already drunk !" Uncle exclaimed 

"Nah, I ain’t drunk !"

"Yes you are !" 

"I ain’t drunk, you old fool !" 

Your vision was so blurry, you would loose balance even while sitting down ! Your hand instinctively reached his, causing Karen to clap her hands and Pearson to smile. Neither you nor Arthur would have done something like this being sober ! 

"Alright, maybe a lil’ tipsy." Arthur laughed

"Good lord..." Hosea sighed, leaving his seat

On occasions, you would only touch each other when you were stitching up your wounds. One day, your hand had accidentally brushed Arthur’s, which caused him to awkwardly smile and stay petrified for a minute before hiding in his tent. He had wrote a three pages long journal entry, expressing how sweet the tip of your fingers felt on his skin, how unexpected it was, and how much he would have wanted to catch your hand at that time, but was too shy to try it. A third of Arthur’s journal was filled with entries about you… and you would probably never get to read them as he always kept his sketchbook to close. 

"Well, ain’t that a great move !" Karen exclaimed 

"We’re literally doing nothin’." Arthur grumbled while unconsciously massaging your shoulders as you let out a loud moan escape your lips

"No, you really ain’t !" John shouted from the poker table

"We ain’t doing nothin’ !" you answered. "We ain’t !… Keep goin’, Arthur…" 

"Sure thing, Y/N."

The sound of Javier’s guitar mixed with Dutch’s gramophone and the gang singing old ballads created a very peculiar symphony you enjoyed, singing to yourself while looking up and down, still holding onto Arthur’s hand. You could hear him sing above your head, mumbling a few words whenever the lyrics were unknown to him. You laughed so often, nearly crying at Sean’s jokes, unable to keep breathing at times. This moment was a fine one, especially knowing that Arthur was standing behind you. 

At some point, Morgan helped you up to make you walk a little around camp, feeling the need to take you away from the others. Despite being drunk himself, Arthur still appeared to be self-conscious and was aware of the surroundings, knowing that not everyone was going to celebrate Sean’s return, that some of you were on guard duty and others, like little Jack and Abigail, for instance, were already asleep. While you were singing and, unfortunately, ended up throwing up a few feet away from Kieran’s sleeping spot, Arthur would be looking around, gently patting your back. The worst was probably the fact that you regretted nothing. 

"You’re alright there ?" he chuckled 

"Nah, I ain’t alright !" 

"You’ll be alright, then !" 

You sighed at Arthur’s sarcastic answer. It took you a few seconds to calm yourself down and stand up again, Arthur firmly held you by the shoulders in order to keep you on your feet. Your balance was weak, and Morgan’s one was certainly not any better as you would zigzag while making your way back to camp after straying away. Your common drunkenness did not make you notice that Dutch was supervising the two of you from his tent and had dragged Hosea into this rather peculiar activity. They kept judging Arthur’s overall behaviour, finding it a little too childish, especially knowing who Arthur was and what his tasks usually were. Collecting debts, robbing shops and banks, sometimes beating people up… the list was longer than that, indeed.

"Remind me how old Arthur is, Hosea…" Dutch muttered, smoking his cigar 

"Thirty-six." Hosea sighed. "Our boy’s thirty-six." 

They watched you making your way back to the poker table to join John and Bill who were probably as drunk as you were. You could not sit down, clinging onto Arthur’s shirt as he calmly tried pushing you to one of the barrels for you to rest your legs a little. Morgan’s vision was a little less blurry than yours, and your wellbeing had to be put before his. He was aware of how drunk the two of you were and was not going to miss the opportunity to openly show his love to you ! 

"Nah, can’t sit down !" you said, looking at the ground who was literally moving like a river. "The ground’s movin’ !" 

"The ground’s movin’ ?" Arthur chuckled, suddenly looking down. "Holly shit, John, Bill !" 

"What ?" John wheezed, tilting his head

"You ain’t gonna believe it, but the ground’s movin’ !" 

"Movin’ ?" Bill’s eyes widened. "You sure ?"

While looking down, Bill fell from his seat and bursted out laughing, unable to get up anymore. Hosea grumbled as Arthur grabbed you by the waist in order to lead you to the domino table for you to get some quiet… but your destination was quite unsure. The two of you kept tripping, you laughed loudly enough. Wild animals were probably running away from your location at the moment. As you passed by Jack and Abigail’s tent, Arthur grabbed your arm and rubbed it, chuckling like a mischievous child, placing his finger before his smiling mouth. 

"Shhhhhhh !" 

"Aye ! Shhhhhhh !" you responded, mimicking him 

Arthur grabbed your hand as you tiptoed towards the back of Pearson’s wagon, grabbing a beer and drinking it together before leading you to the domino table on which you decided to sit, kicking your legs back and forth. Arthur moved a little forward, placing his hands on your thighs. Despite your blurry vision, you could easily tell Arthur was giving you his absolutely adorable puppy look, along with a charming smile. He was certainly about to ask you something… or was going to faint due to his overall state of drunkenness.  His face said it all. 

"Hey, Y/N." he sheepishly said

"Yeah ?" 

"Can… can I steal a kiss...?" 

"Been waiting for that for so long ! Sure you c…-" 

You had no time to finish your sentence, Arthur bent and dropped a sweet but quick kiss on your lips, stepping back a little. He had done it ! He had finally moved forward and kissed you ! What an exploit for such a shy and not confident man ! Arthur felt butterflies flying in his belly, he was turning shades darker just by looking at you. You were so amazing, so gorgeous, so sweet ! He wanted to cup your adorable face in his hands and cover it with kisses, but his rational side was still in control and forbid him making another step forward. 

"Wait." you whimpered, somewhat unhappy about such a short kiss

You did not allow him to step further away, forcing him to bend one more time by holding him by the collar. You were seeing him twice, unable to understand where you had to look in order to return his kiss. Your heart was melting, and in no way could you just stay here doing nothing ! You had waited for so long for Arthur to make such a huge step forward and, despite the condition you both were in, drunk but somewhat conscious about your actions, you were not able to let go of him. You did, however, notice that Sean and Karen were standing somewhere near you. 

"I love you…" Arthur desperately mumbled, feeling a sudden freedom invade him. "I love you ! I love you !"

"So do I, Arthur…! I love you too ! So much, so bloody much !" 

"I love you ! I love you ! And I’ll repeat it ’til the end ‘cause tomorrow I’ll be shy again ! I love you !" 

"Oh my god, this is happening !" Tilly cheered. "Mary-Beth ! Mary-Beth ! They’re saying they love each other !" 

"No way !" Mary-Beth answered, clapping her hands 

At this moment, what was surrounding the two of you did not matter anymore. You had completely forgotten about the fact that you were being watched and closed your eyes. Arthur moved forwards, leading you to an incredibly passionate kiss you wanted to be endless. You were perfectly conscious about what you were doing, and were proud. Happy, and proud. You could feel Arthur’s hands move behind your back, your legs spread wide for his body to touch yours. Even Sean had stopped courting Karen for a moment to witness such a peculiar event ! You and Arthur were kissing each other !

Your bodies fused into one being, one entity. So warm, so beautiful, so sweet… something good could come out of the two of you, something amazing. Mary-Beth was right, the two of you were soulmates. You deserved each other. Your kiss was so intense, so exciting that you almost forgot about all these people watching you. Things escalated quickly as Arthur pushed you on the table to lean above you, causing Hosea to run towards your direction and separate the two of you before Arthur or yourself would start stripping down due to the overall excitement this single kiss had triggered. 

"Easy there, fellers !" Hosea said, helping you standing up. "Do I need to remind you where you are ?" 

"No." Arthur shook his head, holding himself onto the table. "Sorry, ‘Sea." 

"You two should get some sleep. It’s getting late and Y/N’s on guard duty in the morning." 

"Can I sleep with Arthur then ?" you asked with a rather childish tone 

"What ?"

Arthur turned his head to you with a large smile while Hosea remained a little surprised at your sudden request. Being drunk made you loose your actual adult filter, words escaped your mouth without you being able to control them. Indeed, you never needed anyone’s approval, especially not for something as casual as sleeping in someone’s tent ! You had done this a numerous amount of times with John without even asking Dutch, but felt the need to inform Hosea about your current desire not to finish this night alone. 

"Sorry, Y/N." Hosea chuckled, gently patting your shoulder. "Why do you ask ? You’re a grown adult, you don’t need my approval for that." 

"Let’s take it as a yes, then." Arthur smiled. "I’ll go get the bed ready !"

"It ain’t wise. Really ain’t." 

Noticing the three of you talking, Dutch came closer to you to cut out a potential argument. Hosea was shaking his head, not wanting the two of you to sleep in the same tent because of the overall noise you would potentially cause. Hosea had always been quite protective towards you, being genuinely attached to your overall personality and sweet behaviour which often led him to feel the need to watch over you, especially when things were not going well… or when you were drunk. 

"Dutch !" Arthur said with the exact same childish tone you used. "Can Y/N sleep in my tent ? Hosea says it ain’t wise." 

"Why the hell are you asking that ?" Dutch laughed, not hiding his surprise. "Of course they can !"

"Dutch, I don’t think that’s reasonable…" Hosea sighed, covering his face with his palm. "Y/N’s on guard duty in the morning. They’re drunk and might end up throwing up on each other all night long." 

"Let those kids be, Old Girl." 

Hosea rolled eyes and sighed. Leaving two drunk fools sleep in the same tent that night was probably not wise, but what could he say ? Arthur held your hand and led you to his tent, carefully closing its flaps after placing a few empty buckets underneath his bed in case of an emergency. Arthur took off your boots and suspenders, proceeding to do the same before laying down with you. there was no much space for the two of you to properly fit in, so Arthur held you close to him while you buried your head into the crook of his neck. His breath was calming, especially considering the fact that Karen and Sean were actually having fun in John’s tent at the moment. What a party ! 

Surprisingly enough, your night was rather quiet. You woke up with a heavy headache, calmly looking down at Arthur who was sleeping like a log. However, as soon as sensed you were no longer in bed with him, he whined and stretched a little, opening his eyes to look at you. His eyelids were heavy enough for him to grumble as he could see you struggle putting on boots on, blinded by the only ray of sunlight which passed between the tent’s flaps. Arthur rolled over a little on his cot and reached out to your hand, leading you to blush and sit near him. 

"‘Bout yesterday…" you sheepishly mumbled. "I… well I…" 

"I love you, Y/N… I didn’t forget anythin’… I didn’t… and I still love you…" 

"I love you too. Now, get back to sleep."

You were so thankful to be able to remember what had happened last night ! Arthur smiled a little, your free hand caressed his cheek. You dropped a soft kiss on his forehead as soon as you noticed he was drifting back into sleep. You wanted to join him, burry yourself into his embrace, roll into his blanket and remain with him all day long ! You analysed Arthur’s chiseled cheekbones, his sleepy smile, his little scars, his beard. You envied his eyelashes, so long and furnished. His beautiful green orbs were moving underneath his eyelids, he was already dreaming ! 

"Y/N !" Javier shouted from the outside. "We’re on guard duty, come on !"

You sighed, dropping another kiss on Arthur’s forehead while replacing the blanket above his shoulders, looking at him nuzzling his head against his pillow while whining a little. How sweet he was, how angelic he looked ! You left his tent and headed to the entrance of Horseshoe Overlook, rubbing your head a numerous amount of times, struggling not to fall asleep for hours until Sean came to replace you, instructing you to drink some whiskey to calm your heavy migraine. You and Arthur often met while taking care of camp chores, smiling at each other despite your overall pain. Both of you had strong headaches almost incapacitating you, but you kept moving. What a night you had ! When the sun went down, instead of heading inside your tent, Arthur dragged you to his one again… and you could not say no. 

It had taken him a few drinks to finally move forwards and tell you how much he loved you. He was not going to let go, and neither would you. What a party you had ! Your feelings were blooming, burning you from in inside, despite your increasing exhaustion. You nuzzled against Arthur’s chest after the sun went down, recalling the events of the other night with a large smile. These numerous drinks had helped you moving forward, you would not be resting into his embrace otherwise. 

Oh, what a party it was, indeed.

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🖤Nikki Sixx🖤

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Mötley dealing with you being drunk

Taking care of him after tour

Fourth of July with mötley

You pampering mötley

Big ol' crybaby

Doing so good

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Mötley dealing with you being drunk

How to take care of him after tour

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Please, stay

Bubble bath- with cats?

Peachy Keen

You pampering mötley

Mick Mars x Reader injury (appendix, I think)

NSFW hc's

🌜Vince Neil🌛

Sick mötley x reader

Mötley dealing with you being drunk

Fourth of July with mötley

You pampering mötley

NSFW Alphabet

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Fourth of July with mötley

You pampering mötley

You're still beautiful

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Terror Twins x Reader hc's 1

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Terror Twins x reader hc's 4

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Terror Twins x reader hc's 6

Sick!Terror Twins x reader hc's

My turn

So, so good

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Hanoi Rocks

🌚Razzle🌝

Late night kisses

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NSFW Alphabet

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Snow

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Do you love me more?

They fell asleep with your kid

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They fell asleep with your kid

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Cold baby?

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They fell asleep with your kid

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Sick as a dog

Sweetheart

They fell asleep with your kid

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The, fell asleep with your kid

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Your not my baby

Tour rat

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If they were parents

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If they were parents

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If they were parents 2

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If they were parents 2

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If they were parents

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Prompt here. Sure thing, my dear! Affection (how do they show affection to their s/o) It partially changes through his life. He's not embarrassed to show his love, especially in rdr 1. However, he still prefers to show it in private. He'll put a protective arm around your shoulder or waist, occasionally caresses your hand if you're walking or sitting together. If he's feeling really romantic, he'll kiss your hand with a little shy grin. Sometimes it's the little things like he notices your leather (harness?) on your gun is looking worn down, he'll fix it for you and not expect a thank you. Or if he thinks your knives look dull, he'll sharpen them for you. Occasionally, he'll leave you little gifts like if he heard you talk about a flower you liked, he'd lay it by your bed side when he finds it. This man also canonically loves to cuddle. He's not the best with words - it's lower on the five love languages list, but he can be very poetic about how you make him feel alive, loved, and worthy. Or telling you you're handsome/beautiful.

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house of arthena — masterlist, introductory, and rules

INTRODUCTORY —

writer: athen/ayen | 20 | he/him | sapphic | INFP-T

occupation: freelance artist, college student, writer

birthday: 10/04/2003

nationality: 🇵🇭

kins (can be best compared to irl): mizu, caelus, ominis, ren amamiya, sun jing (physical wise), geto suguru

interests:

media — blue-eyed samurai, jujutsu kaisen, shingeki no kyojin, chainsaw man, detroit become human, red dead redemption, hogwarts legacy, persona 5 royal, valorant, honkai star rail, genshin impact

artists — nct (all units but prefers dream), riize, lesserafim, newjeans, bada lee, lee youngji, laufey, kiss of life, exo

will write for the following — mizu, gojo satoru, geto suguru, ieri shoko, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, kugisaki nobara, zenin maki, okkotsu yuuta, eren jaeger, pieck finger, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, annie leonhart, makima, quanxi, power, aki hayakawa, denji, connor (all rk series), john marston, arthur morgan, sebastian sallow, ominis gaunt, imelda reyes, ren amamiya, akechi goro, jett, cypher, sage, reyna, neon, fade, iso, gekko, chamber, yoru, sova, jingyuan, danheng, blade, kafka, seele, albedo, xiao, kaeya, raiden ei, yae miko, alhaitham, childe, knave, nct dream, bada lee, hong seunghan, park wonbin, lee sohee, huh yunjin, kim chaewon, byun baekhyun, do kyungsoo

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Blue-Eyed Samurai

nocturne (interlude) (p1)

my love mine all mine (p2)

blurred lines (roommate!mizu)

mizu as your roommate (pre-blurred lines)

creative team lead!mizu x concept artist!reader

Jujutsu Kaisen

GOJO SATORU

can't think right, too tongue tied, it must be love

Hogwarts Legacy

Masterlist here

Honkai Star Rail

KAFKA

Feelings with Kafka 18+

DAN HENG

Perception

ART

mizu x oc! blurred lines

nier x sebastian hogwarts legacy

seb x mc commission

nier and nora (ocs hl)

stelle x asta

ominis x mc x seb

tbotb concept art hl series

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Blood Feuds, Ancient and Modern {John Marston x GN!Reader}

Summary: As the daughter of an infamous and wanted outlaw, you were always a target. Dutch never considered someone would go as low to harm you.

A/N: welcome back, dearest readers! I wanted (and still do) to write for John, I don’t know how to feel about this one though. 10/7 EDIT: I FIXED THIS TO BE GENDER NEUTRAL. I READ IT TO MAKE SURE BUT LMK IF I MISSED OR COULD FIX SOMETHING

Word Count: 1747

Warnings: angst, violence, mentions of minor character death

GIF IS NOT MINE! ALL CREDITS GO TO ADAMPAGE

You lay peacefully in the seclusion of your tent as the sun creeps slowly into the sky. Around camp, birds sing as members of the gang slowly begin to stir. Coffee is brewed and breakfast is prepared. Having previously made plans for the day, you awoke at dawn, getting dressed into a deep blue blouse and black pants held up with suspenders.

“G’morning, Pearson.” You greet as you pour yourself a cup of coffee and grab some food for breakfast. You look around the camp, observing that John was not yet awake.

“G’morning.” He nods to you as you swiftly drink your coffee and eat your breakfast. Afterwards, you approach your horse and saddle her before mounting.

“Where do y’think you’re going?” A gruff voice asks, approaching you. You turn to see Arthur standing a few feet away, beside his own horse. You could barely distinguish his features in the dark, and the hat he wore didn’t help.

“Mr. Morgan, why would I indulge you in any personal matters?” You toy with him, a small smirk playing at your lips.

“No reason. Just don’t get yerself killed. I don’t wanna hear it from Dutch or John later.” He waves before mounting his horse and riding off in the opposite direction. Your father, Dutch, was careful to let you out of camp, much less alone. He had already lost your mother, Annabelle, to Colm O’Driscoll’s thirst for revenge. He couldn’t bear to lose you either. You were too young to remember her.

“Let’s go girl.” You pat your horse's neck before gently kicking into her sides. You think back to John as you ride towards Rhodes. The previous night, you two had gotten into an argument.

You had been tipped off by a man in town that there was an ex-outlaw in the Bluewater Marshes sitting on a sum of money. John didn’t think it was trustworthy.

“We don’t know this place or these people! C’mon now, use your brain!” John shouted at you. You take a step back, shaking your head. You walk away before giving him a chance to explain.

You knew he had a point, John cared for you deeply. Your father knew, and trusted John enough to love and care for his only child.

Before you could make it to Rhodes, a few armed men emerge from the trees. You slow to a stop.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence, gentleman?” You ask, your free hand resting on your holster. Before you could react, someone behind you had spooked your horse, causing her to rear onto her back legs, tossing you. You land onto the ground with a loud thump. You look around hazily, seeing a man stand over. You quickly reach for your gun only to be kicked in the stomach. It sends you back, the revolver sliding a few feet away.

“Your daddy shoulda been more careful. Ain’t too smart of you to trust us, huh?” The man chuckles before his fist makes contact with your face, knocking you out.

—

As the sun sank lower into the evening sky, Arthur had returned to camp. Dismounting, he sees John and Dutch conversing.

“I know you worry. Arthur!” Dutch approaches quickly with John in tow, “have you seen my child?” Dutch questioned. Arthur hitches his horse to the post.

“Uh, not since dawn… believe they was heading to Rhodes to follow up on that tip.” Arthur mentioned.

“They took ‘em! They shoulda known it was a trap.” John raises his voice, throwing his hands into the air.

“Who?”

“Those damn Braithwaites. They had given them a tip on some score out in the marshes. Kieran thought he saw a few heading that way earlier this morning.” Hosea explains carefully as he approaches. Dutch turns to John who is silently fuming.

“We will find them and bring ‘em back to you, and kill anyone who would have the temerity… to touch one hair on their head… so help me, God.” Dutch calmly stated. Inside, he was raging with emotions, none of them good. How could someone take his child? Was this some sick joke, or revenge for all he’s done?

In the meantime, the men who had captured you had hogtied you and pulled a dark sack over your head. You could faintly hear their discussion and laughter.

“How much do you think he’ll pay for this sack o’ shit?”

“A bit, I imagine. Mother told me that they are the child of that scum outlaw that’s been seen in Rhodes. And one of those outlaws he runs with is sweet on ‘em.” You pass back out.

Two days have passed before you wake back up. Sitting up slowly, you groan and look around. You were in a large, lavish bed that didn’t belong to you. You had been changed into expensive sleepwear, and your clothes were clean and folded on a chair in the corner. Beside the bed were a pair of slippers. Slowly, you push yourself out of bed, and shuffle over to the mirror. In the reflection, you see the extent of the damages. A bruised, and cut left eye that you could barely see from, a busted lip and bruised ribs. Shit.

You should have listened to John, you thought as you walked carefully over to the window. You could see a city bustling with life and excitement, the sun sinking low into the sky until you could barely see it anymore. You hear a knock on your door, and a maid stands behind you.

“Mr. Bronte has instructed me to dress you for dinner.” She stands there with her hands folded at her waist.

“D-dinner?” You ask, a headache growing as you hold your hand to your head.

“Yes. You’ve been asleep for two days. You would only wake for a glass of water or to go to the bathroom.” She explains, shutting the door behind her and walking over to your dresser.

“Hell.. I don’t even remember..” You whisper to yourself, watching as she pulls out this lavish outfit that compliments your features.

“N-no,” You tell her, “I want to wear my clothes.” You insist, shuffling over and grabbing them from the chair. She remains silent, pressing her lips together as if in deep thought before helping you undress from the sleepwear and dress into your pants and blouse. Afterwards, she leads you to a large dining room. At the head of the table sat a formally dressed man. You stop in your tracks.

“Ah, you’re awake.” He stands from his seat. The table was laden with different dishes, mostly pasta and wine.

“Mr. Bronte?” You ask, confused as the maid guides you to your chair, helping you sit.

“That’s my name,” He explains, sitting back down after you, “you’re my guest here in Saint Denis for the time being. Do eat, the chef is exquisite.” He explains as he begins making his plate.

“I-I’m sorry, Mr. Bronte, I’m afraid there’s been a mistake. I have to go-“ You stand from your chair, prepared to leave.

“Sit back down.” He demands calmly. You look at him and slowly sit back down.

“I do not mean to scare you. No harm will come to you here.” He explains. You nod quietly and make your plate. Mr. Bronte begins to regale you on the history of Saint Denis and the surrounding area as you both eat. You go through a few glasses of wine. Towards the end of dinner, a butler enters the room and whispers to Mr. Bronte. He stands, wiping the edges of his mouth with a cloth.

“Excuse me. It seems time has gotten away from us, and I have guests. Miss Penelope, if you’d be so kind as to escort our guest back to their room.” He instructs before leaving. The maid from earlier escorts you back to your room, watching you enter before shutting the door behind her as she leaves. You sigh, looking around the room.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

You navigate the novels in the bookshelf of your room, eventually choosing one to read as you sit in the lounge chair. You weren’t sure what you were trying to attempt by reading, you could hardly focus. You needed to be thinking of a way of escape, yet your mind wanders to the gang.

Did they even realize you were gone? Did John care enough to see past the argument to come to your aid? You wonder how your Father is handling everything. Hosea is probably running circles to keep your father’s head on straight.

You let out a sigh, returning the book to its proper shelf. You wander over to the window. Outside, the moon and stars had taken over, leaving the city dimly lit and quiet. Another knock interrupted the silent isolation the room provides you.

“Excuse me, some men are here for you.” Miss Penelope explains, standing at the door. You quickly turn, your heart skipping a beat as you rush out the room, and quickly down the stairs. The butler standing outside opens the door for you.

“Father.” You whisper as he stands and looks at you, fighting a smile. He nods to Mr. Bronte before approaching you. He gently hugs you.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes… the Braitwaithes did this, not him. Let’s get outta here, please.” You whisper before he leads you outside. At the gates, John and Arthur are talking amongst themselves. It looks as though John hadn’t eaten or slept for days. Arthur lights himself a cigarette.

“John!” You cry out, running down the steps and towards him. He turns, lifting you gently into his arms. You wince slightly and he quickly sets you down, cupping your face in his hands. You lean into his calloused touch.

“Who did this to you?”

“The Braithwaites… John, I’m so sorry, I should have listened-'' You apologize, looking down in shame. He gently placed a hand on your chin, forcing you to look up to him. Dutch had caught up with you three and had began quietly conversing with Arthur as the two walked to their horses.

“Don’t… I’m just glad you’re alive.” He fights back tears, “if I lost you… I…” He tells you before leading you to his horse. Carefully helping you mount his horse, he does the same and sits in front of you.

“Let’s go home.”

[softrozene]

Reader Getting into a Fight

Anon asked: hi! can you do a headcanon for john, arthur, and dutch with a reader who gets into a nasty fight with someone at a bar or another person at camp? i love your writing! 

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Arthur, Dutch, John x Reader (Gender-neutral/nonbinary)

Originally published on February 19, 2020

Warnings: mentions of violence, just a smidge suggestive lmao

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 Arthur Morgan-

Chances are the both of you went to go get a drink and relax before heading back to camp

Just like him, you would have to develop patience for drunkards but the minute someone says something you don’t like that crosses the line, it’s going down

Arthur will immediately jump in as your backup

The aftermath of the fight is what really gets up as the both of you are kicked out of the saloon

He will make sure you are all good

If you are his significant He won’t lie, he will be very turned on if you gave the fight all you got

He will be slightly shocked for the most part

Will make you lean against one of the horses as he wipes any blood off your face, check your hands, any other injuries, etc

“Remind me not to get on yer bad side. Ya got a nasty (right/left) hook”

May bring this up multiple times if it was that impressive or if he wants to tease you the next time you go to a saloon

 Dutch Van Der Linde-

Since he’s at the camp most of the time, that’s where your fight will take place

It would be to defend his honor and faith

Seriously though, it would probably be either at Shady Belle or Beaver Hollow when everyone is at their low and the nasty fight takes place

Most likely someone said something and you were just at your limit but unlike the others, you don’t hold back

Thus, you win the fight but at a very bloody cost

Dutch will have a word for you if you are still very loyal to him and he actually knows it

If you are his significant other it will most definitely stroke his ego

You have woo’d him

If it’s at Shady Bell, he’ll help you clean up

If it’s at Beaver Hollow you may have to clean yourself up after he congratulates you on the win and reminds you to keep that faith you have for him

 John Marston-

For him, I think you would need to be at a saloon while he is at camp because his temper is much quicker than the other two and he would help beat the living daylights out of whoever laid a finger on you

Show up bloodied and injured and he will be physically seething but he won’t make you talk unless you want to

I headcanon that John much like Arthur gets into bar fights often so he knows how to take care of those injuries and he’d help you without really thinking about it

If he was there? That’s a whole different story

He’d hold back on whatever person is pissing you off but the moment you explode?

Oh bring it on

He’s fighting with you, getting all that pent-up frustration out and after it all, it would be a good laugh with him.

If you are his partner

He will be damn proud

If the adrenaline is still rushing through his veins he will most definitely want to take you to a more secluded area

[luci4theminorannoyance]

☆writing rules and characters☆

-Characters I will write-

Cod: -Kyle gaz -rudy parras -nikto -roach -Nikolai -könig -Keegan -Krueger -Valeria -Velikan -Farah -horangi -Alejandro -captain price -Phillip graves -Johnny soap Mactavish -simon ghost Riley -James Ramirez

rdr: -john Marston -Arthur Morgan -Sadie Adler -Charles Smith -Dutch Van Der Linde -Hosea matthews (more to be added soon)

you may request characters from other franchises! But there is a low chance I will do them

-au’s I will write-

cod: -self aware AU (Credit to@puff0o0)

-hybrid AU

-Rules-

things I won’t write: -minors X adults. -dub-con or non-con -nsfw

things I will write: -Any gender reader! -ftm and mtf readers included -body issues and trauma comfort -angst and comfort -requested AU’s. -platonic or romantic relationships -medical/disabled users -headcannons -requests

Notes:

-this account will be mostly head-cannons etc. of C.O.D, a game that brings up real world issues

-The tag #luci44_writing or a variation of that is on all of my writing!

-All requests without specifics will be assumed gender neutral and nonspecific on user features

-all work is my own and I do not want people to post it without my knowledge or into AI 😞

-I forget things quite easily, so please link part 1 if you’d like part 2 of one of my pieces

-if I haven’t done your request send it again! Sometimes things don’t go through

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hello there! if you're here, that means i somehow managed to link my rules to my intro post, or you're just scrolling through my blog...

this list contains :

💿 what i will and won't write

💿 fandoms i'm in and characters i can write for

anyways, let's get into it!:

👽 WHAT I CAN DO:

🛸 FEMALE, MALE, GENDER NEUTRAL READER

[ KEEP IN MIND THAT I AM A FEMALE SO MY TAKES ON MALE READER MAY NOT BE ACCURATE ]

🛸 HEADCANON LISTS

🛸 FLUFF

🛸 SMUT

[NEVER WRITTEN ONE BUT I AM CONFIDENT ENOUGH TO TRY]

🛸 ANGST

🛸 ONE SHOTS

🛸 BLURBS

🛸 PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS

🛸 CHARACTER X CHARACTER

[MAY NOT WRITE SPECIFIC SHIPS, PLEASE ASK BEFORE REQUESTING]

🛸 POLY RELATIONSHIPS

[ I AM POLY MYSELF ]

🛸 SONG FICS

[ FICS BASED ON SONG YOU PICK ]

👽 WHAT I WON'T DO:

🛸 NON CON / SA / R4PE

🛸 STRONG BDSM / MASTER-SUB DYNAMIC

[ I AM A SWITCH IN BED, I WILL WRITE

SWITCHY NSFW IF I CAN...]

🛸 POLYSEXUAL SEX SCENES

[I AM NOT EXPERIENCED AT ALL]

🛸 KINKS GENERALLY CONSIDERED DISGUSTING

[ SCAT, VORE etc.]

🛸 AGE PLAY, DDLC AND VARIATONS OF THAT

🛸 RACE PLAY / PET PLAY

🛸 ANYTHING ILLEGAL THAT WILL PUT ME IN JAIL U KNOW

👽 this list may change. if you have any questions - use ask box, i will anwser anything

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[if your character is not on the list, ask if i will write for them, i might've forgot to add them]

THIS LIST MAY CHANGE!!!

👽 RED DEAD REDEMTION 2:

🛸 ARTHUR MORGAN (fav but different category)

🛸 CHARLES SMITH

🛸 JOHN MARSTON

🛸 DUTCH VAN DER LINDE

🛸 HOSEA MATTHEWS

🛸 JAVIER ESCUELLA (MY FAV)

🛸 SEAN MACGUIRE (#2 FAV)

🛸 KIERAN DUFFY

🛸 LENNY SUMMERS

🛸 JOSIAH TRELAWNY (#3 FAV)

🛸 SADIE ADLER

🛸 ABIGAIL ROBERTS

🛸 MICAH BELL

🛸 BILL WILLIAMSON

🛸 JACK MARSTON (OLDER VERSION)

👽 APEX LEGENDS

🛸 OCTANE

🛸 MIRAGE

🛸 BLOODHOUND

🛸 WATTSON

🛸 WRAITH

🛸 REVENANT

🛸 LOBA

🛸 FUSE

🛸 SEER

🛸 VALKYRIE

🛸 GIBLARTAR

🛸 PATHFINDER (can do platonic)

🛸 CAUSTIC

🛸 CRYPTO

👽 CALL OF DUTY

🛸 JOHHNY "SOAP" MACTAVISH

🛸 SIMON "GHOST" RILEY

🛸 KYLE "GAZ" GARRICK

🛸 JOHN PRICE

🛸 KEEGAN (SORRY I JUST DON'T KNOW HIM ENOUGH)

🛸 MAKAROV

🛸 ALEJANDRO VARGAS

🛸 KONIG

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