#rdr2 hc

[spongeyspot]

can I please have some Arthur Morgan headcanons? here’s some ideas for it

His experience at a target

getting a little treat after a hard day of work

being a passenger princess

basically following his new “caretaker” around while he figures out the modern world.

1890s!Arthur being thrown into the modern world HC

A/N: I'm gonna go with the last two bc I find it so funny. ALSO: I should clarify, that this isn't a relationship hc. The reader (You/yours pronouns) is g/n, and Arthur becomes their roommate

(And they were roommates...)

Arthur Morgan was in the blast zone of Francis Sinclair's time machine and accidentally hitched a ride to the year 2023.

- Gets hit by (your) a car when he wandered into the street

- It took him quite a bit to come to terms that this place was not the one he once knew

- Wants to get home so badly, but it seems he's stuck. He can't find Vincent Sinclair anywhere.

- He seeks out your help and at first, when he explains his predicament, you think he's a crazy homeless guy

- He tries to go off on his own to figure things out but comes back immediately because things have changed so much from the place he once knew.

- He also almost got hit by another car

- You decide you want to show Arthur the finer things in life, first starting with getting vaccinated... God knows how many diseases Arthur would be exposed to, let alone the ones he already has.

- Also a toothbrush because his breath is probably rancid

- He sleeps on your couch for a while

- eventually moves into your spare bedroom and starts having to pay some of the rent

- He'd have to work under the table because his birth certificate says he was born in 1864...

- Probably gets a job with Construction or Bartending

- Also, clean slate? No Bounty! Hell yeah!

- tends to follow you everywhere because he likes how you explain modern life to him

- You got him a cell phone.

- He's never trying to be funny when he asks questions

- "What the hell is a "tik-tok"?"

- "Blue-tooth? Never heard of that, only gold ones... I used to sell em'."

- "And you can just.. talk to this? And it'll bring ya food?? Whenever ya want???"

- holds the phone pinched between two fingers on either side like he's holding a pair of dirty underwear and starts to yell at it that he wants some steak

- Absolutely blown away by pizza

- Astonished when he sees no horses, just giant metal boxes with wheels that seem to move on their own.

- When you explain how it worked and what it was, he called it a "magic stagecoach" for a while

- Passenger princess

- fascinated by modern music. It just comes out of your magic stagecoach with the press of a button?

- Huge Bon Jovi fan. his favorite song is "Wanted Dead or Alive".

- asks "What does this button do?" seconds before he presses it

- holds the "oh shit" handle in your car at all times.

-The first time he was in your car he probably actually screamed

- you got him an electric beard trimmer for Christmas and he acted like you handed him a gold ingot

- quite honestly starts to warm up to the domestic life. having to rob and steal to keep himself alive weighed on him way more than he liked to admit.

- adores movie nights. Movies in the 1900s-2023 are incredibly different than the motion pictures he was used to.

- after he gets used to this new world, he WANTS A MOTORCYCLE SO BAD but opts for a pickup truck instead because it's more convenient

- Insists on cooking dinner on the weekends

- didn't understand your gas stove the first time and he almost blew up your apartment

[t0tallyn0tsc0tt]

I like to think that the bandana/handkerchief (?) Arthur uses in his clothes is just the one he used to use on Copper. He uses it to keep his best buddy close to his heart. (I want to kms.)

Do I have any proof of this whatsoever? No. Not at all but let me have this bro.

[mango-harvest]

Hosea and Dutch paint each others nails, but very differently. Hosea gets his nails done with bright colours like pink, yellow blue and all that But we know Dutch is a goth enjoyer deep down, so he gets his nails done purely black sometimes golden just to match his rings.

[nizzysam]

Micah's Mother (HC)

In the game, we can hear a bit about Micah’s father during some of his campfire dialogues. But what about his mother?

The following is my personal take on her story, her relationship with Micah’s father, and her sons. I'll also talk about life after her death, as I presume she was the first one to die in the family, leaving Amos and Micah alone with their father.

Appearance

Light complexion, wavy light-brown hair, straight nose and blue eyes. Of average height and malnourished, especially towards the last few years of her life.

She wasn’t the prettiest, but she had kindness in her eyes and in the way she carried herself. Never resting gaze, hands always busy doing something, anything needed doing.

Background

Her name was Joanna. She was raised religious in a poor family, and kept the faith, believing and praising her God as she was taught.

Micah Bell II was always in her life, passing trough the village with his family. Sometimes he stayed for a few months, sometimes a few weeks, and other times just a couple of days.

She always had an eye for him, and the feeling was mutual. Eventually, they got together.

He was sweet on her and they were happy, got married and had Micah soon after.

Joanna knew what kind of man Micah Bell II was, but she loved him and he loved her. She wanted him getting a proper job and being a proper man, but the only thing he was ever taught was that way of life. Joanna planned on changing that, eventually. For now, she was happily married and had a male firstborn. What else could a young religious woman ask for?

Micah Bell II was gone for weeks at the time, getting money how he knew how, coming back to them as soon as he could, often time with little money to give. A few years after Micah was born (I like to think 2 to 4 years), she got pregnant with her second child: Amos.

Death

It wasn’t an easy pregnancy. Unfortunately, she died while giving birth to Amos, a healthy baby boy. She didn’t even have the chance to hold him before she passed away, dying as soon as she heard him cry.

Life after her death

Micah Bell II was left alone raising two kids. He was never a religious man and now that the woman he loved died, he started to despise that invisible being in the sky.

The kids were to small to bring them along, and he left them with Joanna’s parents for a few years.

In those years, he started to drink a lot, taking on job after job, one more dangerous than the other. He grew hateful and violent as the days went by. The pain of his wife’s loss broke him.

When Micah was old enough, eight years old, his father started bringing him along to teach him his ways and to make a man out of him. But especially to stop his parents-in-law to indoctrinating him about God and religion. Joanna’s parents were not happy about it, but there was no stopping Micah Bell II.

When Amos was also of age, he took him, and together they started to roam the Country as the Bell family had always done.

He wasn’t kind to his kids and was downright cruel to Amos, constantly reminding him of “what he did to Joanna” and how he should have died instead of her. He went on drunken rants about God, about how unfair it was, about how there’s no such thing as a God but only winners and losers and they better remember that. Or else.

Micah remembered, even if faintly, a version of his father that was affectionate, and he held on that memory even during the beatings. He was just a child, after all.

Amos knew nothing about his father, and he didn’t want to. All he ever wanted was to go back to his loving grandparents.

As they grew older and their father grew drunker, the brothers participated in heists that frequently ended in shootouts.

Amos and Micah didn’t really get along. It wasn't that Amos didn’t love Micah, but he saw how similar he was becoming to his father. Micah cared for Amos. He was his little brother, after all, and even if Amos didn’t remember it, Micah held him and played with him when they were children in their grandparent’s house.

I believe Micah Bell II died alone, drunk, and hated by both of their kids after they finally got to live their own life, away from him and from each other.

As of that one time Micah Bell II tried to kill Amos, I will just redirect you to this beautiful fanfiction Sins of the Father by @the--end-is--nigh. Warning: read the tags and prepare yourself for a good sob.(My HC differs from hers in one way you’ll pick up on once you read the fanfiction. I will not spoil it for ya.)

Fin.

[lovebytheoutlaw]

Hey, y'all! This blog is for RDR2 headcanons/imagines/small fanfics! I'm not the best writer in the world, and some characters, I'm not going to be great at writing for. How I imagine a character may not be to everyone's liking, but I will try my best!! I love doing this, and I'm confident enough in my writing to be able to pull it off, even just slightly.

Also want to put out there a trigger warning for this blog! Some things may be disturbing such as gore, violence, mentions of death, suicide, etc. And I'm putting an 18+ warning while we're at it! Some of these writings have a good chance of including sexual descriptions.

Sooo without further ado, let's get into it!

Rules:

- when requesting a headcanon/imagine, take into consideration I won't write about any of the following things; pedophilia, rape in most cases. There's not much I won't write about, but be respectful if I choose not to.

- if you have constructive criticism, please do tell me! I'm open to becoming a better writer, and expanding my writing boundaries. So if a character feels super off, or I used a word incorrectly, translated a word wrong, or something could've been better, I'd be happy to hear it!

- If you've requested something, and I haven't responded to it in 2 weeks, bug me about it. There's a good chance I didn't see it, or forgot! I most likely won't, but in case I do!

- oh and I'm also totally fine writing about these ships!!: jovier, charthur, vandermatthews, johnigail!

I think that's pretty much all I could think of right now! Thank you for reading if you did! I'm excited to write!!

A huge thanks to these people who helped me decide to make this blog: @photo1030, @southlandghost, @evercornelias, @elfyeet ♡ you guys are awesome!

[okay-klepto]

Van der Linde gang on Christmas

I bet Dutch and the others get Pearson to dress up as Santa Clause for Jack when he's little. Jack is very concerned that Santa will not know where to find him because they move so much, but he is reassured that a letter has been sent to Santa about where they are camping.

Pearson "leaves to go to the store" and, like magic, jolly St Nick strolls into camp with toys for Jack and trinkets for the others (which may or may not have been stolen). Jack tells Pearson about Santa's visit, and Pearson is oh so disappointed that he missed the moment.

[svgarwitch]

Hc that the girls in camp tailor the boy's pants to make their asses look perkier just for fun

Why are cowboys pants so tight in this game? Doesn't that make it hard to move around?

Well a simple search online suggests that clothes were tailored to their user. And since we see many women partaking in sewing in the camp we can guess that either his clothes were tailored at the shop or altered and mended by women in the camp.

I can already tell you, that clothes and even everyday things were of higher quality back than, compared to current day items.

There was no plastic like nowadays that crowds our oceans and everywhere on the planet. Clothes were often made of wool, linen and or cotton. Linen made of flax however could be processed and woven locally, allowing for more use.

I do admit tho, I like a nice pair of fancy pants on my Arthur.

[slaughter-kin]

he has stayed constantly on my mind since 2018

[deadworldwideweb]

this had to be done.

[mssleep]

THE GAY MONTH IS ALMOST OVER SO I FORGOT TO POST THIS ON HERE 🎀🎀

Also I wanna become moots with people who also fixate on stuff and draw countless fanart for the fandom as well as go into deep analysis of these characters 🥺

[messrmoonyy]

-What they’re like as your bf/gf (Hcs) 18+

Arthur Morgan, John Marston, Dutch Van Der Linde, Sadie Adler, Molly O’Shea

Request- Hi if it’s okay could I ask for some hcs of some of the gang and what they’re like dating with you? NSFW ones toooo🙈🙊 could you include Arthur, John, Dutch, Sadie, Javier and maybe any of the other girls Mary-Beth or Molly or Karen? Thank you 🙏🏻

A/N- I didn’t include Javier cause I like barely speak with him in camp or anything idk I don’t vibe with Javier tbh. And I saw my chance to word vomit my Molly brain rot and ran with it so she’s the girl I picked. Hope this is okay! Enjoy :)

Masterlist - requests are open :)

Arthur Morgan

- We’ve all seen how he was with Mary. He’d be besotted with you

- His journal would be filled with sketches of you, entries talking about how much he adores you, little notes about how you looked that day or musings about his plans for your future together.

- Definitely doodles a little heart with your initials too <3

- He’s touch starved. So he loves physical contact. A hand to your knee, your back, arm around your shoulders or your waist. He likes keeping you close.

- Brings you stuff from his little travels. Picks flowers for you, finds little trinkets for you.

- Keeps a picture of you by his bed.

- Forehead kisses!!!!!

- Kisses your hand. And kisses to your wrist. He loves when you reach up to cup his face and he can turn to press his lips against your wrist.

- He’s so much more than a tough, burly cowboy. He’s quiet, caring, considerate. And he adores you

NSFW

- takes his time. Likes to work at you until not a single tense muscle is left in your body. Worships you.

- Loves any positions where he can see your face, needs to be close enough to constantly kiss you and tell you how good you are for him

- “ there’s my girl, doin so good for me darlin “ “ jus’ like that darlin, let me take good care of ya “

- Not incredibly vocal, but the noises he does make he ensures are right by your ear.

- Refuses to finish before you ever.

- Loves to finish inside tho. He knows it’s risky, but he loves the closeness. And if he’s feeling particularly risky he’ll definitely push his come back into you with his fingers “ don’t waste it now “

- Grips The headboard.

John Marston

- he’s stupid. He really is. He’ll be head over heels for you, with you clearly reciprocating those feelings and he’d still think you didn’t like him like that.

- Like. You could kiss him and he’d still be like ‘ what are we? ‘

- When he does finally put two and two together he’ll have no shame or cautions in showing you off.

- He’s handsy. Likes coming up behind you when you’re washing dishes for Pearson to rub at your shoulders.

- Or pull you down to sit on his lap before you can even think about taking the empty spot on the log next to him by the fire.

- Overprotective. One tiny snide comment from anyone and he’s ready to start swinging.

- Definitely knows how to push your buttons and wind you up, and will do it just for fun and to get a rise outta you.

- And then spend the rest of day grovelling and apologising.

NSFW

- Loves going down on you. Like. Loves it. The man could spend hours there if you’d let him and Lord has he tried.

- Not very serious most of the time.

- Pretty vocal. And doesn’t really care if anyone’s listening either.

- Like i said, he’s handsy. His hands are restless and will grab at whatever part of you they can.

- Loves when you ride him and has absolutely made a cowgirl joke more than once.

- Will grab at your hips and guide your movements as you do. Told you he’s handsy.

- But also isn’t opposed to you on your back, legs over his shoulders. Presses kisses to your ankles and makes jokes about how good the view is.

Dutch Van Der Linde

- he’s not the most attentive of people at times. He’s constantly in his head and constantly thinking about things that aren’t you.

- But when he does allow himself time alone with you he is disgustingly charming.

- He always knows what to say, always knows the right words to have you melting into a puddle at his feet. You could be in the worst mood with him but a few whispers in your ear and it’s all forgotten.

- Has a million terms of endearment for you. My angel, my dear , my darling. He rarely ever uses your actual name, only when he’s mad.

- Loves to give you gifts, the more expensive the better. And he likes you to show them off too. He likes to show you off.

- Reads to you a lot.

- PDA is afraid of him. He doesn’t care where he is or who’s watching him, he’ll loop an arm around your waist to kiss your neck, pull you onto his lap when he’s reading beside his tent and kiss you. No shame.

NSFW

- will take his time with you but in a far different way to, say, Arthur

- He’ll edge you and overstimulate you for hours, because be gets off on the fact that you simply let him. That you obey his every command.

- Degrading and humiliating 🤝🏻 Dutch Van Der Linde

- He’s never too mean. And his degrading comments are more often than not laced with something sweet.

- Dacryphilic. 100000%. He loves watching you cry because he’s worked you into such an overstimulated mess.

- He’ll swipe your tears away or kiss them from your cheeks “ well isn’t that just a pretty sight? “ “ those tears for me, my angel? “

- Definitely has some kind of authority kink. Likes you calling him sir for sure.

- Loves you giving him head. Just loves you on your knees. It’s a power thing. And he’s a cocky son of a bitch.

- Sat back in his chair and won’t lift a damn finger to help you out, won’t even unbuckle his belt. And don’t tell me he doesn’t smoke whilst he watches you.

Sadie Adler

- She is absolutely not shy about her feelings when she finally accepts she has them.

- Shes just so sweet to you.

- Around camp she’s stuck to you like glue. Her arm is permanently around your waist or your shoulders, or her hand laced with yours and is ready to snap at any intrusive questions from anyone else about it at the drop of a hat

- Love language is gift giving. Just taken in a bounty but found a shiny lil necklace in his pocket? Well. It’s hers now. Or should I say, yours.

- If your hairs long enough she’ll braid it like hers, any excuse to be able to sit close to you and whisper sweet things in your ear.

- Would teach you how to shoot better, she wants to make sure you know how to defend yourself. but also wants the excuse to stand behind you and show you how to hold her rifle properly.

- Big spoon.

NSFW

- Sadie’s gained control over literally everything else in life, and it doesn’t change in the bedroom

- She trusts you whole heartedly but she’s not about to give up any sort of control to you for a While

- Makes sure she can see your face at all times, loves watching your face contort and relax in pleasure that she’s giving you

- Full of praise “ ain’t you just the prettiest thing? “ “ oh look at you! D’ya know how pretty you look from here? “ “ always such a good girl for me “

- Has a thing for putting her fingers in your mouth. Especially after she’s just fucked you with them.

- Having you on your knees eating her out drives her crazy. Will pull at your hair a little too hard but will soothe the sting with a thousand words of praise about how good you make her feel.

- And now hear me out. Loves to watch you. Will book you a hotel room together just so she can sit across the room and watch you touch yourself for her, encouraging you the entire time

- It’s never long before she absolutely has to have her hands on you though in the end.

Molly O’Shea

- sheeeee has some trust issues. And abandonment issues. She’s just… she’s a lot at times.

- But she is fiercely loyal and will love you with every fibre of her being

- And she wants to be loved as fiercely in return. She’ll spiral without constant reassurance “ d’you even love me anymore? “ “did I do somethin wrong? Haven’t told me you love me today “

- She knows deep down you do love her. She’s just afraid.

- She is such a romantic. She loves holding your hand, sitting close to you, doing your makeup like hers and stealing kisses in between painting your lips red

- She’ll write you sappy romantic poetry and leave you lil notes

- You’ll often overhear her gushing to other people about how in love she is too. She just loves to talk about you and how deeply she adores you.

- Likes when you give her forehead kisses.

NSFW

- Pillow princess. End of story.

- She’s not completely submissive though. She’ll tell you what she wants and what she likes

- She just wants to be taken care of okay. She needs to be taken care of.

- Makes the softest, sweetest sounds and will tell you she loves you a million times over.

- Enjoys when things just… naturally happen. Cuddling with you at night, but pushing her hips lightly back against you. Which usually ends with your hand slipping past her waistband and making her come on your fingers.

- Likes to be on top of you sometimes, simply so she can show off whilst she strips. Not to really do anything. Shes really not that much of a giver. She likes being watched. She likes to know she’s desired. And usually it ends up with you dragging her to sit on your face.

- You have to shower her with praise. She wants to know she looks beautiful, that she’s doing well, worship her. Which is incredibly easy for you cause like fucking look at her she’s gorgeous.

- Wraps herself around you when you cuddle after, legs intertwined and arms around you, head buried in your chest or neck. Pls my sweet baby needs to be held.

[arthvrmvrgan]

Headcanon that modern arthur would take pictures like roger does

[evelynmiller]

Modern era Arthur Morgan would have a YouTube channel where he makes instructional videos on how to do practical survival things like safely chopping wood, building a fire with minimal resources, identifying edible plants in the wilderness and he'd be confused as to why his videos end up with 1000+ comments from thirsty gay men

[emmcfrxst]

Ack, probably missed you being drunk and horny 😜 but a mutual masturbation ficlet with f!reader and Arthur?

Arthur doesn’t think he’s gonna last.

Screw that, Arthur knows he’s not gonna last.

You look like you came right out of a painting; pretty lips parted in a series of moans, back arching off the plush hotel mattress, skin shimmering under the moonlight with a mix of sweat and arousal. Your thighs are spread obscenely wide, leaving room for Arthur to curl his fingers inside you, thumb drawing tight little circles over your clit. He can feel your body trembling from the pleasure his touch brings you, his own hips bucking into your hand, breath leaving already empty lungs when your thumb slides over his tip on the way up. He chooses to retaliate, free hand sliding up your body to gently pinch one of your nipples, making you cry out in a way that has him ache with desire. Your thighs shake as your orgasm washes over you, soaking Arthur’s fingers.

No, Arthur might not last.

But he’ll be damned if you don’t come at least twice before he does.

[pk-dann]

C'MON, KEEP ON DANCING MORGAN

[lupinus-bicolor]

from a meta perspective deciding not to include romance options in red dead 2 was probably for the best (they had a story and they were damn well going to tell it) but the mechanics and the interactions they programmed in to avoid romance inadvertently made Arthur Morgan the best asexual rep ive ever seen. its kind of hilarious