#rdr2xreader

[messy-gemini1]

arthur, John and reader being Dutch's and Hosea's unruly children.

Arthur: heres a picture I took of Y/n and John Hosea: about time we had a good one Arthur: *shows another photo* and heres what happened the next moment. Hosea: is..is John arm in her mouth? Arthur: mhm __________

Y/n: Aba! he ruined my journal *pointing at John* John: I dId NoT! Hosea: *tired dad noises* _______

Y/n: Would you stab your best friend in the leg for 10 million gold? John: You stab me, and then when my leg gets better, we buy a big-ass house. Arthur: You can stab me too, then we'll have 20 million. John: Good thinking. Dutch: Dutch:i just want one normal breakfast.... _______

Hosea: good morning Y/n, how did you sleep?" Y/n: john kicked me in the gut so i took his sleeping bag and now hes floating down the river. Hosea: *eye twitch* riveting. wheres arthur? Y/n: watching john float down the river. _______

Arthur: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Y/n will and will not eat. John: Grass? Yes! Arthur: Moss? Yes!! John: Leaves? Ohh, yes! Arthur: Shoelaces? Strange but true! John: Worms? Sometimes! Arthur: Rocks? Usually nah. John: Twigs? Usually! Arthur: Hosea's cooking? Inconclusive! Dutch: How did you… test this? Arthur: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if they eat it, they eat it. Dutch: ... I don’t know how to feel about this. Hosea: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT? ________

Y/n: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? John: Several traffic violations. Arthur: Three counts of resisting arrest. Dutch: Roughly thirteen cups of coffee Hosea: Also, that’s not our horse _______

Y/n, banging on the door: John! Open up! John: Well, it all started when I was a kid... Arthur: No, they meant- Dutch: Let them finish. ______

Hosea, about John: Apparently we’re getting someone new in the group. Y/n: Are we stealing them Arthur: New or used? Hosea: Wonderful responses, both of you. ______

Y/n: *Screams* John: *Screams louder to establish dominance* Hosea: Should we do something? Dutch: No, I want to see who wins.

[reddeadwriting]

Your writing is literally awesome. If I may, could I request a (male) reader getting fairly drunk one night at camp, and decides to try and kiss several gang members?

tfw i wrote some of it but i got deleted,,, ok!!! but i can do it!! and this will b fun!! ty for sending it in!!! Remember kids!! Ask for consent!!

Everyone was excited, Jack was back home safe and sound, and with the spirits raised, a party was due. This one was no different, drinks and music. You always indulged in the drinks, and then joined in with the music after you were drunk enough.

After a couple songs that Javier played on his guitar people started to wander around, and have their own conversations. You had just stayed by the campfire and watched the fire slowly burn the wood that you placed there earlier in the night. You looked to your right and saw John and Abigail giving each other a quick kiss, before they headed off to bed with their son, happily in their arms.

An idea popped into your head, why not try to kiss as many people as possible in camp.

You quickly got up and made your way to Arthur who wasn't too far away, he was also sitting near the campfire. You quickly leaned down to him and quickly asked him, "May I kiss you?"

He seemed taken aback at what you said at first before he said,"Sure."

As soon as you were sure he said it was ok, you quickly kissed him on the lips and left as soon as it happened.

You then went to find Kieran, he still didn't participate in camp activities as much as you'd like him to, but you were sure one day he'd be comfortable. He was usually hanging out with the horses so you made your way to him and found him next to your and his horse, brushing your horse slowly and telling your horse how sweet they were.

"Kieran," You said trying not to startle him, though that failed, he jumped a little and turned around to look at you, his shoulders relaxed when he realized it was you,"May I kiss you?"

His eyes went wide and his shoulders went back up,"Isnt, isn't that wrong?" You knew Kieran struggled with the idea of being attracted to men but he hadn't explicitly talked about it.

"Isn't being an outlaw wrong?" You chuckled slightly.

"You got me there," He laughed a little and scratched his head," Um, sure." He seemed hesitant, but not cause he didn't want to kiss you, but cause he was scared of what others would think.

You held the back of his head lightly and gave him a short but sweet kiss. Kieran was the romantic type and would most definetly be thinking of this for a while.

He mumbled a quick thank you, and if it wasn't almost completely dark out you could've sworn you saw his face turn red. You smiled back at him and walked away to find another person to kiss. You thought about asking Micah, but you thought to you yourself you'd rather not be harassed by him.

The best person in mind was Charles now, he was one of the most open minded people in the gang and you'd always been sweet on him. He was standing near the dock at the edge of camp, looking at the alligators that were moving around freely.

You tapped his shoulder softly,"Can I kiss you?"

Without any hesitation he said, "Of course."

You almost jumped out of your skin hearing that, you quickly went into kiss him, although this one lasted longer than the others. You two pulled away from each other with a small smile.

[reddeadwriting]

May I get a one shot about Molly pretty much being done with Dutch so she sneaks out with the reader (female) every night (finally, someone loves and treats her right!) but one night the reader takes her out for drinks and Molly ends up an extremely touchy and giggly drunk 👀

Absolutely!! Bless for sending this ,, y'all know Molly makes me weak in the knees.

Molly and you were no strangers to each other and most definetly enjoyed each other's company. As Dutch became more distant your relationship had become different. Instead of being close friends, romance seemed to be more apparent. Lingering touches, stolen glances, and moments where you two had thought about kissing each other.

Quickly after you two had learned your feelings for each other, you two would slip out of camp at night, and enjoy each other. What used to be talking about your day and, her problems with Dutch. Became you two falling more and more love, if that was even possible.

Today was somewhat different though, Molly had needed a drink after Dutch had disappeared, she couldn't bear it anymore, she didn't love him anymore, but the thought of wasting her life on him, it pained her, and you knew she needed something that would get him off her mind.

"Let's go get some drinks tonight." You smiled sympathetically to her.

"That's exactly what I need right now." She smiles back and puts her hand on your leg.

Night came quickly and you two had gone out to the nearest bar, one with as little people as possible.

She had started off with little sips, and those little sips turned into whole bottles. She was drowning herself in every bottle, but she's never felt more alive.

You just watched her, not sure if stopping her would help any, or if letting herself indulge in this once would bring some clarity.

She had maintained conversation with you throughout, but it was nothing important and certainly not what was bothering her. The night had seemed to slow down, and there was nothing but a sad silence between you two. Until she heard the pianist start to pick up, a tune that was familiar to both of you, you two spent a lot of time dancing to it together. Her eyes immediately met yours and she giggled.

"My lady, will you do me the honors, and give me this dance." She bowed lightly and giggled her way through.

"I'd be honored."

She took your hand and made her way to the open space of the bar.

She held your waist and you grabbed her shoulders and you swayed back and forth together. Ignoring all nasty looks you had accumulated in your time together, all you cared about was each other.

Her hands slid down to your ass and you laughed so loud, "Ms Molly, I thought you were much more reserved!"

"I can't help myself when I'm around beautiful women!" You two had a good laugh at each other, both so infatuated with each other.

Eventually the slow dancing turned into a jig of some sorts. If you hadn't attracted everyone's attention you did now, you two were laughing and leaving loving touches on each other.

As the night had come to its last slow, Molly realized she had a taste of what love was supposed to be like, and she never wanted to let it go.

[reddeadwriting]

The misc prompt “Everyone is looking at us. Is that a good or bad thing?” with Javier? Maybe?

New gifs and holy shit!! I love them!! Also kdnfkf yes of course!! I'd love to do Javier!! Also i'm sorry it's short!!

Things had been slow at camp, since Colter everyone had wanted to relax. Everyone had kept themselves in the camp. You had to keep a low profile.

Javier and you hadn't left each other's side the whole time, you two were practically joined at the hip.

The only time you two had been separated was when Javier when to go get Sean. You had tried to convince Dutch to let you come along, but he had given you a hard no. Much to your disdain.

When Javier came back with Sean everyone decided that a party was in order. And you couldn't have agreed more, after all Javier was back.

Javier immediately went looking for you when he came back. You were arm deep in a washing bucket cleaning off blood on someone's shirt.

"I'm back!" He said excitedly, he didn't want to her soaking wet so he didn't immediately go in for a hug.

You dried off your hands and then went in for a hug.

"I missed you." You murmured.

"Me too."

You went in for a kiss with your loved one maybe it was less of a kiss and more of a make out session, but what can you say! You'd been separated for far too long. As he pulled away you heard a couple of chuckles, you had completely forgotten that you had an audience.

"Everyone is looking at us." He smirked a little at you.

"Is that a good or bad thing?"

"It's a good thing." He assured you, he loved you and wanted everyone to know that he did, although it had been proven many many times before.

"Now that I think about it, it is, I want everyone to know that I'm in love with you."

[reddeadwriting]

Yo! So glad you're active! I actually got a cringy idea- Can you do a Dutch with a male s/o who's had a shitty childhood? (Like yelling is a huge trigger, etc.) Only if youre comfterble with it! I love your fics!!

Thank you!! I know lots of people aren't active atm kdnfkf so i try my best to be,, But not at all cringe!! Not only is cringe culture dead, but! I write a lot of fanfics for myself so I can process my trauma dkfnkf i just don't post it! Thank you for trusting me with this idea! Also!! I somehow!! don't write pronouns like ever,, so if there's a lack of male reader mentions i'm sorry!! but i had a male reader in mind this whole time so,,,

Dutch is quite a loud man, so at first I'd imagine, he wouldn't understand, and he most likely wouldn't even notice. After a bit, or if you told him that him yelling is a trigger he'd try his best to tone himself down, of course it slips his mind occasionally.

He'd had a particularly stressful day, a failed bank robbery, and it was cause no one would listen to him, they got too excited and did everything too quickly.

You were tending to the horses with Kieran you both silently brushed them, and gave them snacks. You had managed to have a calm day so far.

"I TOLD YOU ALL! TO WAIT!" You could hear him yelling from his horse as he came back. He almost sounded like he was going to bust a lung with the amount of yelling he was doing.

Your breathing started to get a little quicker, you tried not to let your head too clouded with your past, but as soon as you heard another yell come from Dutch everything came back at once.

You almost ran to your tent so you could find a safe place to calm down, but as soon as you got to the tent Dutch was standing there. His face was scrunched together in anger, he angrily puffed some of his cigar. There was no doubt that you had tears streaming down your face.

When he had finally noticed that you were in distress his anger melted away like an ice block in the desert.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell." He started softly and walked calmly towards you. He brought you into a hug. He let you rest your head on his shoulder.

You didn't say anything, all you could do was melt in his embrace. He didn't mind, he didn't expect anything from you if you couldn't do it.

He just stayed there hugging you, till you could calm yourself down. Eventually you two let go and you wiped your eyes.

"It's not your fault, you shouldn't have to feel bad about that."

"Well, if I can't remember something as simple as that for my boyfriend, then what does that say about me." He chuckled giving you a reassuring look.

"That you're human."

[reddeadwriting]

ok so in an AU where trelawny doesn’t have a family.. 🌚 could we get some uhh pining over trelawny hc’s and trelawny pining over reader hc’s? 🥰 no worries if you don’t wanna do it! xx

Absolutely I can do this!! I'm still not the best at writing Trelawny so bear with me.

Trelawny pining over you

Even though he wasn't in camp that often, he definitely hung around more when you joined.

He won't admit to it, but he's very attracted to you.

But he doesn't think you two are on the same level.

You're a gun slinger, and well he's a, he doesn't even know what he is.

Hes just scared he's not good enough for you.

He gets flustered around you, and literally it's the only time he'll stop talking.

He can't help but to look at you.

Gives you good leads all the time, he can't help himself.

You pining over Trelawny

You hadn't seen him until you were in the camp for almost a year, and you had only heard about him.

He was definitely a character to you.

But you were instantly in love.

He just charmed you.

You were also scared that you weren't good enough for him, he seemed like he was a man of civilization, and well that hadn't caught up to you quite yet.

Even though he was quiet around you, and seemed very flustered, he was still sweet

And of course the stolen glances at each other

You would sometimes just look at him as he mad egos way around camp.

And you just hoped one day you'd get the courage to tell him about how you felt.

[reddeadwriting]

OK UH- May I request Sadie with a fem! Reader? I have this idea in my head of reader being very sweet, gentle, can’t shoot a gun to save her life (literally) and she asks Sadie for help on how to not be such a pushover? Like as much as the reader would rather sit back and do as told with no argument, some of the things she gets told to do are a bit (a lot) unfair TYSM- HAVE A GREAT DAY- MWAH

I love this idea!! A thank you omg,, i live for the specific ideas cause,, sometimes i can't come up with my own cohesive story ideas,, ALSO TY FOR BEINF SO KIND I HOPE YOURE DOINF WELL!! Also i'm sorry for the ending kdnfkf i wasn't sure how i should end it,, meybe there will be a part two

Sadie had always had a weakness for the soft people in the world. Although her husband wasn't as soft as you, he was a soft man. As soon as Sadie saw you, she fell in love. When you two started to talk, everything clicked. At first she was confused when you said you couldn't shoot a gun, you've been running with a highly dangerous gang and you couldn't shoot? You were too kind to be here.

Sadie always stood up for you whenever she felt it fit, of course she couldn't be with you every hour of the day, so it was only an occasional thing, and you'd have to take a lot of shit.

Just recently you had been asked to tend to Micah's needs, basically be his barmaid. It wasn't horrible and Micah was his regular crude self. Sadie had been out of camp, and it was very surprising to her, to see you sitting next to Micah, usually you avoided him like the plague, he was creepy.

You aimlessly looked around camp, looking for anything to distract you from the man you were told to look after. Your eyes eventually met with Sadies and you could almost jump up in excitement that your girlfriend was back.

You went to get up, but before you could walk away Micah chimed in,"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to my girlfriend, Mr. Bell." You said curtly.

He pushed you back into your seat without saying anything, but you could hear his thoughts loud and clear. Pervert.

Sadie had watched him shove you around and she was more confused than when she first got here. She made her way to you to, but not before letting out a sigh.

"What do you think you're doing to her?" Sadie made direct eye contact with Micah, she was borderline furious.

"She was told to tend to me, until further notice." He gave a slimey smile to Sadie.

"Who said she had to do that?" It didn't make any sense for anyone to assign this to you. No one was that stupid.

"Me." Now, that made a lot of sense, Micah had a weird attraction to you, and probably for the reasons we are all thinking of.

Sadie knew well that you were a pushover, and it was quite upsetting that she couldn't do anything to help you this time.

"I'm going to talk to (Y/N) alone for a minute." Sadie pulled you up and walked away before Micah could comment, and payed no mind if he did.

She walked only a little before making sure Micah hadn't followed.

"I need your help," You started your expression was pained, being alone with Micah for a while had made you realize how much you hated him,"I want to be able to stand up for myself."

"I'd love to be able to help you with that, but do you think you could?" Sadie wasn't even sure if you were up to it, or you were just saying that.

"I want to! I'm sick of Micah, and all the other shit I get told to do here."

Sadie smiled lightly to herself and kissed you on the forehead.

"Ok, here's what you need to do, tell him you won't do it anymore! If he escalates it anymore! I'll step in."

You scratched your head, you didn't want her to have to step in that was the issue.

"Should I learn how to use a weapon first?"

[reddeadwriting]

Perhaps I could request angst prompt 24 with charles × femreader?? If not I totally understand❤

Of course I can do it! Thank you so much for the Charles request!! Also I literally cannot find any other gifs of Charles so Imma have to re use them ):

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“Are you afraid to lose me?”

Charles had been waiting for this day, they day that he would finally see you again, after 8 years.

When he went to Canada you hadn't gone with him, instead you stayed with John. He had brought you with him and let you stay with him, he treated you like family. Abigail had been like an older sister to you, she helped you grieve the ones you lost, and helped you get up in the morning. Truly you'd be lost without her help. You were forever in her debt for those so many years.

John had ran into Charles in Saint Denis, fighting. When he saw his ex gang member his eyes softened, he knew how much you missed him. He knew that you thought he was dead. Immediately he brought him back to his house, to bring good news to you, and reunite the two lovers.

It had been a slow day for you, doing some yard work and brushing the horses. Something you'd miss more than anything was the bond that you had with everyone's horses in the gang, although it wasn't the same as their owners, it was special in its own way. When you had made your way to the chicken coop you heard distant horses galloping, although you heard more than usual. You knew John was bound to come home, but there was another person coming home as well. You finished up in the chicken coop and made your way outside.

You saw two figures one was tall with long black hair and, well one was John. You still couldn't tell who the tall man was. You got closer to them, to figure out who the visitor is.

The man turned around and it almost felt like the world went into slow motion, it was Charles. Although quite a bit of time had passed, he hadn't changed. Immediately you ran up to him and hugged him so tight, afraid to let go, just incase he'd disappear again.

"Charles!" You said quietly into his chest

"Little bird, it's been too long."

You still hadn't let him go and he didn't let go of you either.

"I-I thought you were dead." You looked away from him.

"I thought you were too." You had both looked so sorrowful form 8 years of missing each other's embrace.

Finally you two let go, and John and Abigail were smiling widely at each other, they felt like a proud family.

"I can't believe you're here."

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Please don't."

You two had spent all night joined at the hip, not letting each other too far out of each other's sights. At bed time you and him decided to sleep together in a makeshift room you had built for yourself.

When you were getting ready for bed it was mostly quiet, although it was most the day too, this quiet was more comfortable, it felt right.

Charles spoke softly as he started to let his hair down,"Are you afraid to loose me again?"

Your breath had hitched, you weren't taken aback terribly but to be asked if you were afraid to loose him so suddenly, the thought frightened you.

"Of course I am, I missed you more everyday."