Pairing: Not a specific pairing per say, prompt explains it all
Word count: 1,073
Saviors
Feeling like an object was nothing new for you. You were a woman. And women weren’t worth much more than what their bodies could offer. At least that’s what society thought. People like Micah Bell did not make your unfortunate role in the gang feel any easier. Everyone respected you and the ladies whose company you shared. Except Micah. His wandering eyes, and curious hands never failed to make you uncomfortable. You were kind at first, taking his advances as compliments, assuming he knew no other way to tell you how he felt. But as time progressed, he got more daring, touchy, and vulgar. You were one of the few women who wore pants regularly. This came with the consequence of having your backside accentuated, acting as a magnet to some men’s eyes. You couldn’t blame them for looking, but at least most of them tried to be discreet about it. Micah, however, had no shame in staring.
“Why don’t you do that again sweet cheeks?” Micah purred. Studying your figure as you bent over, picking up bag of supplies. He was sitting at the campfire, about 20 feet from you. You bit down on your tongue and continued with your business. If you kept ignoring him, maybe he’d stop, right? Wrong.
Later that same day, you had been left in charge of preparing the stew while Pearson made a trip to town. You were slicing carrots when you catch an approaching figure in your peripheral vision.
“You making it extra good for me baby?” It was Micah. You immediately feel your muscles tense up. Making sure to keep your eyes low and not acknowledge his comments. He was on the opposite side of the table you were using to prep. He wasn’t pleased with you not responding to him.
“Oh you don’t like talking to me?” He placed his hands on the table and got into your face. He reeked of liquor. He was always worse when he had been drinking.
“I’m um, just a little busy right now Micah” You explain, hoping he’ll leave.
“Aint hardly nobody here, why don’t you take a break and come have some fun with me” He laughs. He places his fingers on your knife gripping hand. You imagined digging the blade into his throat, shutting him up for good. A desire that would only ever stay in your mind, but still a good one.
“No thank you” you politely, yet sternly reject his offer. Nothing nauseated you more than the thought of lying with him. He had no respect for your response. He slyly inched his way around the table. You still don’t acknowledge him, and continued your slicing. He was making you so nervous, you were afraid you’d accidentally slice off your thumb. Micah was standing directly next to you now. He slowly lifts his hand to graze your cheek. You pulled away as much as you could. And curled your lip up at the feel of his touch. You were paralyzed with fear at what he might do next. His hand that persistently stayed attached your face, glided down to your neck, then inching toward your breasts. You were fed up now.
“Get your hands off me you dog!” You exclaim as you whip the knife up to his face, nervously threatening him. His hands had left your body. He lifted his hands to either side of him, trying to convince you he meant no harm. You shoved past him and stormed off. He decided to follow you, yanking your arm and tugging you into him so quickly. His other armed quickly wrapped around your backside and grasped a handful of your ass. You screamed and attempted to strike him, but he was too strong. He gripped your wrists and pushed you onto the ground, immobilizing you.
“You’re aint gonna turn me down any more missy” He growled. A terrifying, menacing look upon his face.
In all this chaos you had not noticed Arthur and Dutch returning to camp. They were immediately appalled at what they saw as they urgently dismounted their horses. Arthur’s normally neutral expressionless face had transformed into a murderous scowl as he and Dutch charged toward Micah. In one swift motion, Arthur lifted Micah off and away from you, plunging him in the soil with great force. Where did he muster that kind of strength? Arthur relentlessly laid his bawled fists into Micah’s skull. Dutch, seeing that Arthur had it covered, gently approached you, still lying scared to death on the ground.
“Oh god, what did he do to you, y/n?” Dutch extends his arm to help you lift yourself off the ground. You accept his reach and steady yourself on your feet.
“Dutch, he wouldn’t leave me alone. He kept trying to touch me, I told him to stop” You begin to cry against your attempts to keep your composure. Dutch wraps him arm around you in comfort. Calming you and wiping away your tears.
“Me and Arthur will handle it” He assured you. He slowly walks you to his tent, so that you could lie down and gather yourself. He places a blanket over your shoulders and marches out of the tent, returning to Arthur. Presumably to handle the situation.
Moments later they both return to you, to make sure you were okay.
“Alright, y/n. Ya aint gotta worry about Micah no more. I took care of it. Cant believe he was treating you like that” Arthur scoffs. It was so kind how protective he was being. His clothing was now blood splattered and his knuckles were raw and bruised. He sees your worried expression and looks down at the reflection of the damage he inflicted. He chuckles, “I didn’t kill him, but boy I wanted to”.
“Are you alright?” Dutch asks. You had never seen Dutch be so caring and warm. It was very refreshing.
“yeah, I’m okay now. It just scared me a little, I felt defenseless. Thank you both, really” You tell them.
“Anything like that ever happens again, you call for us, and we’ll handle it. I’m sorry we weren’t here sooner” Arthur lays his hand on your shoulder, comforting you.
“Thank yall, it means a lot for yall to have my back. I’m glad you showed up when you did” You crack a smile.
“Me too, y/n. Me too.” Dutch says. He flashes a reassuring smile to you.
You were so happy to be a part of a family that made you feel like you mattered.
A/N: I think I focused too much on the Micah part, sorry :/
Could you write some soft Dutch fluff where he’s just very clingy and touchy in the morning? 💙
Of course! hope this is ok :)
You quietly stirred in your sleep as you felt the warm rays of sunshine peek through the crack of the tent flaps, you could hear the birds quietly chirping and a few of the other camp members starting their daily chores. You went to sit up but it was like you were stuck in place, you slowly opened your eyes and you felt a smile spread across your face, there was your boyfriend Dutch with his arms wrapped around your middle as his head rested against your stomach, you sighed in adoration and you calmly ran your fingers through his hair, you felt him gently stir and he lifted his head up. You smiled and leaned down and pressed a kiss to his head, “Good morning sweetheart” you gently spoke to him as he leaned up and placed a gentle kiss against your lips, he then rested his head back onto you, this time on your chest. “Good morning Darling, what’s the schedule for today” you slowly began running your fingers through his hair as you spoke. “Nothing much, just the regular chores, Charles and Javier are going to check out that homestead sean was ranting on about yesterday”. He hummed as he listened to you, you looked down at him. You learned to appreciate these rare moments of peace and calmness with your lover, it wasn’t often the two of you got to just lay in bed for a few extra minutes to enjoy eachothers company. He gently grabbed your hand and placed small kisses on your knuckles while his other arm was still wrapped around you, the two of you just sat there in comfortable silence for about 3 more minutes before you sighed. “We should probably get up” he nodded in agreement and placed a soft kiss on your forehead, the two of you got dressed and ready for the day.
If your asks are open - the gang is gathered around the campfire having a good time, how would they react when out of the blue reader announces they're pregnant but seems ashamed about it?with either Dutch or Arthur being the daddy but not knowing til then? Ty^^
Omg this is so cute! sorry this is so late, just haven’t had much motivation lately
The camp finding out you’re pregnant with Dutch’s baby!
You smiled to yourself as you watched everyone around the campfire, for once everyone seemed happy and calm. Javier was strumming a quiet melody on his guitar as a few people sang along, little Jack was sitting in front of Abigail as he made shapes in the dirt with a stick, John and Arthur were talking about a Job they had done earlier, and Sean was annoying a drunken Karen. There was one person though who you kept glancing at, it was Dutch, your boyfriend. He was having a small conversation with Hosea, you sighed quietly as your hand instinctively rested on your stomach, you began to think about how not even a week ago you had found out you were pregnant. See you had been experiencing the typical symptoms like you being late, see that should have been enough to alarm you of the possibility but you just dismissed it as stress, next was the fatigue, you were getting tired faster and faster with no explanation, then it came, the Nausea and morning sickness. You felt so lost and scared, so you decided to go to the one person you knew who would probably know. Abigail. You had pulled her aside during dinner one night and before you could explain what was wrong you broke into sobs as she looked at you with a worried expression, she quickly sat you down in her tent as you explained through hiccuping sobs that you might be pregnant.
You told her all your symptoms and she patiently listened to you as she slowly rubbed your back soothingly, then she asked the dreaded question. Who was the father? you of course knew that answer, there was only one option, the only man you were with. The one and only Duth van der linde, your leader. You were absolutely terrified, you didn’t want to tell him, you thought he would kick you out. Abigail promised she’d take you first thing tomorrow morning to the doctors for a check up. After a night of restless sleep you and Abigail made your way to the Doctors, also accompanied by Hosea, he waited outside while Abigail went inside with you for the check up. After what seemed like an eternity and after a few questions and tests the inevitable was confirmed, you were in fact pregnant, and the only people who knew were Hosea and Abigail. Soon you were pulled from you daydreaming by Hosea, he asked if you were ok. You smiled and said you were but no one was buying it, you gave him a look and he just knew, he simply nodded with a small smile. You took a deep breath and cleared your throat, “So uh, i’m not really sure how to say this and i'm not gonna sugarcoat it so i’m just gonna come out and say it. I uh, well I'm Pregnant..” you sighed as you looked to the ground, everyone was silent for a moment before everyone smiled and started congratulating you, but you didn’t seem happy. Charles rested a hand on your shoulder and asked why you looked so upset about it. You just started crying, “I...I’m ashamed” then you felt someone crouch in front of you, you picked your head up to be met with Dutch’s eyes, he had the biggest smile on his face, one you haven’t seen since you had gotten out of the snowy mountains. He took your hands in his and looked at you, “Is it mine?” you almost wanted to hit him when he said that but you just smiled. “Of course it’s yours, but...you’re not mad?” he quickly pulled you up and pulled you into a gentle hug and just held you. “Darling, I’m the happiest i’ve ever been. We’re gonna have a family of our own! a little mini Van Der Linde running around” to that you laughed and just melted into his embrace, maybe you had nothing to be ashamed about after all!
Hii!! Are your asks open? If yes, how would Dutch and Javier ask their s/o to marry them?? If you can't answer, tats okay!
Dutch and Javier when proposing to their s/o
F/C= Favorite color
y/f/n=Your first name
y/n/n= Your nickname
y/l/n= Your last name
A/n: This was so cute to write! I’m a sucker for Fluff, I accidentally deleted Javier's part the first time so I had to re write it so hopefully its as good as the first time I wrote it :(
Dutch:
It was a rather quiet day with not so many chores to do, you finished up pretty quickly and it was still quite early so you decided to go relax for a bit in your tent. You had laid on your cot for a good 20 minutes before you heard someone clear their throat, you slowly sat up ready to scold whoever it was for interrupting your alone time when you realized it was just your boyfriend Dutch, a fond smile slowly crept onto your face as his features softened at you. “Oh hey Dutch it's just you! What can I do for you darling?” he smiled and folded his arms and gently spoke “I was wondering if you’d like to accompany me on a night in the town, just the two of us. I know it's been quite a bit since we have spent some time together alone” You smiled and nodded “I would love to! just give me a few moments to get dressed” He nodded and pressed a quick kiss to your temple as he left your tent. You quickly closed the flaps to your tent and began to change, you chose something a bit on the fancier side and fixed your appearance up a bit before exiting your tent to go meet Dutch. You spotted him near the count, his eyes met yours as a smile found its way onto his face. You made your way towards him and he grabbed your hand and placed a small kiss onto your knuckles, a blush faintly appeared on your cheeks as he spoke. “You look wonderful as always my dear, now shall we get going?” You nodded as he grabbed you by the waist and helped you onto his horse, after you were secured on top he climbed on in front of you and the two of you began your journey. You two arrived in the town of Saint Denise where your adventure would begin! The night was filled with Fancy dinners, Music, Dancing, shopping and much more. Soon the sun was setting, the two of you strolled through the park just reminiscing together of the fond memories you’ve had together. The two of you approached the lake and just stood there with you holding his arm in a comfortable silence. You couldn’t tell but Dutch was starting to get nervous, he took a deep breath and turned to you, “My dear, tonight was absolutely amazing and I had a great time with you, spending time with you like this..well I want to do it for the rest of our lives, so with that said...” you were confused at first but your eyes quickly widened as Dutch slowly lowered himself on one knee and pulled out a small velvet red box, he opened it to expose a beautiful ring with a f/c gem. He looked up at you and smiled “Y/f/n Y/l/n...will you do me the honor of making me the happiest outlaw alive and marrying me?”, tears started to form in your eyes as you frantically nodded and covered your mouth with your one hand, he smiled and gently took your left hand and slid the ring on your finger. Once he stood up he pulled you into a passionate kiss and held you close, soon the two of you rode back to camp but the surprise didn’t end at the proposal, once you entered the camp you noticed how decorated everything was with lights, flowers, and music. Dutch helped you off the count as you slowly walked back into camp, there everyone was, they noticed the ring on your finger which indicated that you indeed did say yes, everyone congratulated you on the engagement. The rest of the night was filled with laughter, celebrations, and love.
Javier:
If there was one word to describe the day the word perfect would be a pretty good use, the weather was perfect, everyone was relaxing, there was no danger or threats, nothing. You sat by the fire with a few others such as Javier, Hosea, Charles, Arthur, Mary Beth, Karen, and Tilly, you were all reminiscing of some memories you all had when Hosea had brought up his bear hunting with Arthur. “It had not been the first time Mr. Matthew had stared death in the eye, and as usual he did not flinch!” you smiled at his story and responded through your giggles “Well I’m glad I didn’t decide to tag along on that hunting trip!” your conversation was interrupted by Mr. Pearson calling your name to help with the stew, you excused yourself from the conversation and made your way towards pearsons wagon, what you didn’t realize was the way Javier's eyes followed your figure as you walked away from the fire, once you were currently out of earshot Javier started to discuss his plan with the rest of the people at the campfire. Sometime later the stew was done and about a half an hour and some drinks later everyone was fully relaxed as they surrounded the campfire and laughed as everyone retold stories from failed robberies to hunting incidents, everyone was bonding. The sound of Javier's quiet guitar tuning and strumming filled your ears as you sat next to him. Soon the conversations turned hushed and Javier stood up and set his guitar to the side, you raised an eyebrow but he just smiled at you. One he stood up he cleared his throat, everyone quieted down and their gaze shifted from Javier to you, he cleared his voice and began speaking ‘I have an announcement to make!” he slowly turned to you and grabbed your hand and pulled you to your feet, you raised an eyebrow at him but he only continued talking “I love you y/n that's no secret, I have loved you since the day I met you! Waking up next to you is the highlight of my mornings. I've made so many memories with you and I can’t wait to make more, you make me feel complete but recently I've started to notice something felt wrong, at first I couldn’t think of what it was but I now I do! Would you like to know?” you slowly nodded as you narrowed your eyes at him, he smiled and grabbed your hands in his “The problem is that you don’t have a ring on that finger and you don’t have my last name, but we can change that!” before you could even register what he said he dropped onto one knee and pulled out a gorgeous ring with a gold band and a f/c gem with smaller f/c gems around the ring your eyes widened as you looked at the ring “y-you’re being serious right now Javi? No jokes or tricks? This is real?” He smiled and nodded “No tricks Mi amor I’m serious, so with that said, Y/n/n will you make me the happiest man alive and become Mr/Mrs Escuella and spend the rest of our days together?” you nodded as tears fell from your eyes “YES!” Javier quickly stood up and pulled you into a long passionate kiss, the sounds of claps and cheers fell faint to your ears as the world melted away, right now it was only you and Javier. After the two of you broke from the kiss everyone cheered once again, then Dutch yelled “Let the celebrations begin!”. The rest of the night you sat on Javier's lap as everyone congratulated you, you were beyond excited to start a new chapter in your life with your Fiance.
Hey glad your back could you write something for Dutch x reader where she’s going to bed and finds him crying in bed and it’s really angsty and then at the end it’s just fluffy and then they both end up crying Thanks babe if you can!!!
I’ll Carry your burdens
Dutch x Fem! Reader but there aren’t really any specific pronouns used for reader so it can be Gender neautral also!
Warnings: nothing too bad just some slight angst .
Word count: 1498
A/N: This isn’t really proof read so there is probably some errors sorry! Anyways hope you enjoy and sorry for being slow with the requests lol
Recently the weight of the stress was starting to get to everyone, the life you lived wasn’t the best. You fought to survive and you were never in the same place for too long, everyone tried their best to stay positive and push through the challenging obstacles that life threw at you but sometimes no matter how hard you fight it’ll make you tired and it’ll eventually break you. Now you all had your fair share of stress, some worse than others. But it was clear that the one under the most stress was Dutch. He was your leader, your protector, and your lover, he tried his best to keep everyone alive, safe, fed, and in line but the pressure can get overwhelming when everyone is looking to you for guidance. The most of the day you tended to the chores and making supply runs for Mr. Pearson so you really didn’t have much time to see Dutch, it wasn’t Ideal for the both of you but things needed to get done. You had arrived back to camp around 6:30-ish, as you hitched your horse and made your way to get a bowl of some stew. You noticed Dutch was nowhere to be seen, what caught your eye was his tent, the flaps were closed, you knitted your eyebrows together in confusion. You spotted Arthur not so far away and you made your way over to where he was sitting near the fire. You had asked him if he knew if Dutch was, your eyes widened a bit when he informed you that he hadn't left his tent all day. You nodded and thanked him, you grabbed your stew bowl and even an extra one for Dutch as you made your way towards his tent, You hesitated for a minute as you stood outside of it.
You took a deep breath and entered. “Hey Dutch, I just back and Arthur told me you hadn’t eaten so I figured you were hungr-” you cut yourself off as your eyes landed on the man you loved, his eyes were red and puffy as he rested his head in his hands, his breathing was laboured and shakey as you slowly approached him. You rested the two bowls on the crate as you bent down in front of him, you gently reached your hand to his cheek and slowly rubbed it. His head quickly snapped up to see who was touching him but once he realized it was you he leaned into your touch, You stood up and opened your arms which he quickly accepted and let himself be wrapped in your embrace, You rested on his lap as you held him and ran a hand through his hair, the choked up sobs that escaped from his broke your heart, you hated seeing him upset and broken. You quietly hummed as you held him close to you, after a few minutes of a heartbreaking silence he finally spoke. “I’m sorry Angel..” It was barely above a whisper, you pressed a soft kiss to his temple and spoke “There is nothing to be sorry for my love, you know I’ll always be by your side to carry your burdens. Now talk to me, whats on your mind..?”
It was silent for a moment before a shaky sigh escaped his lips and he began speaking. “I just feel so overwhelmed and stressed, it’s not easy taking care of everyone. I’m supposed to be their guidance but what do I do when they come to me with questions I don’t have answers too?, We’ve lost people already like Mac, Davey and little Jenny...What if I could have helped them?...I could have saved them, I don’t like feeling vulnerable like this, I just want to protect everyone..And my biggest fear is that one day...I won’t be able to save you and keep you safe. You’re the love and light of my life, without you all there would be is darkness and knowing if you get hurt and I could have helped you, it’ll destroy me”. You processed his words as he spoke and before you even knew it you started crying, you never really fully understood the amount of stress he was under, you tightened your hold on him as you placed a kiss atop his head and gently spoke. “You’ll never lose me Dutch, I’m not going anywhere and I’ll be by your side till the end of our days. It’s ok to feel like this, I mean hell you’re basically the only guidance we have..without you we’d all probably end up in a federal prison or dead but I just know you’ll work it out, you always do and I’ll be right here supporting your ever decision”
You smiled as his breathing became more regulated and less shaky. He slowly lifted his head and pulled you into a kiss, you gladly reciprocated, after a minute or two you both broke away from the kiss, small smiles appeared on your faces. You were just happy you were able to make him feel happier and less worried, he soon spoke. “Thank you my Dear, for everything..what would i do without you?” You just laughed, smiled, and responded “I’m not sure, lets not find out because I’m not going anywhere. Now you should eat, you haven't eaten all day” You slowly stood up and grabbed the two, now cold stew bowls from the crate and handed him one. The rest of your night was filled with reassurance and encouragement, soon the two of your turned in for the night. The two of you laid next to each other in a comfortable silence as the sounds of nature acted as your lullaby and the pair of you drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
Hey! As a request could you do Dutch x reader who is nervous when they’re alone but if anyone tries anything with Dutch they go a lil but feral. Like all don’t come for my mans unless you want these hands
Dutch with a Fiesty reader
You had basically two personailities, one calm, quiet and shy. But the other one, well you were basically feral. Dutch absolutley loved both of your personalities, he thought it was funny how one moment you could be this calm, gentle soul. Then at the flip of a switch and one hateful comment thrown in Dutch’s direction caused you to go absolutley Feral. He’s had to break up some fights between you and molly but thats besides the point. These feral moments of yours didnt happen that often, but today was just one of thoes days, it started off as normal. Doing some chores around camp, conversing with everyone, and of course your favoirte, spending time with your favoirte person. Dutch Van der linde. You had finished your chores, mainly washing the clothes and helping Mr. Pearson here and there, after you were done you made your way towards Dutch’s tent, as you approached you heard a voice. A females, as you drew closer the accent is what confirmed your suspicions. Molly O’shea, you approached and walked into the tent and leaned against one of the supports beams as you watched the scene unfold in front of you Molly, red in the face, was standing in front of Dutch yelling about God knows what, Dutch just had an unreadable expression on his face, you could tell he was getting annoyed, you noticed he had a habit of flexing his fingers when he started getting annoyed. You cleared your throat to make yourself known, Dutch’s signature smile appeard as he looked past he readheaded woman to look at you. “Ah, Y/n there you are! I was beginning to wonder if you were gonna come, Ms. O’shea was just leaving”. Oh if looks could kill Dutch would be dead where he stood, Molly glared daggers into him, she exploded again “Jesus Dutch what’s the matter wich ya? yer always blowing me off, and for who? This wench?” You rolled your eyes at her comment, Dutch narrowed his eyes at her and spoke calmly, “I’ll have you know Ms. O’shea, that “Wench” is my S/o, and I’ll have no one disrespect them in my preasence”. A sly smirk appeared on your face as you squeezed past her and stood beside Dutch, his arm wrapped around your hips. She took a deep breath and growled at the two of you, “You’re a nast man Dutch Van Der Linde, you’re a bastard!” Your eyes widened, it was as if a switch had been flipped in your head, you took a step forward. “What was that? You wanna repeat that Molly?” your words dripped venom, she didnt back down, just as she opened her mouth to speak you threw a swift punch to her jaw, stummbling her backwards and out of the tent, you quickly in persute. She clutched her jaw and looked at you like a deer in the headlights, you just started at her, fists still fully clenched. “Speak again Molly, I dare you.” Dutch listened to the conversation and shook his head, he decided to break it up before anything worse happened. He stepped out of his tent and rested a hand on your shoulder and didn’t even bother to hide his ammusenment to the situation, he calmly spoke. “Now now Y/n, I think Ms. O’shea here gets the message, I don’t want you hurting those pretty little hands of yours” He took one of your hands and placed a kiss on your knuckles and lead you back to his tent. He took a seat on his cot and moved over so you could sit next to him. You smiled and nodded before taking the empty spot next to him, you rested your head on his shoulder as he pulled out one of his books and began to read out loud, you always found his voice calming and soothing. It always calmed you down after altercations like the one that had just occured. He held the book with his one hand as he carressed your knuckles with his other hand, He smiled and turned to you. “Mind to tell me what tipped you off that time?” you simply shrugged and calmly spoke. “Mess with my man, you get these hands”, He chuckled at your response and shook his head as he continued to read.
