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nexionswild · 11 months

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

includes: charles ∿ lenny ∿ sean ∿ bill

content warning: fluff, a little angsty in bill’s part, no pronouns [GN]

a/n: i think half of them are so ooc nd im so sorry omdgshjq i’m still trying to figure out how to write for lenny and sean but i promise i’ll get better with time 🦾

✦ ﹒ charles smith

you caught him off guard, that's for sure..

charles is used to being perceived as intimidating and scary, considering his origins and his size, but that's what you like about him.

he never noticed how you'd stare lovingly whenever he'd explain his cultural way of hunting down animals or practice some other things.

and you never noticed how much he had to turn his head away when he saw you flirting men according to dutch's plan. but charles have dignity, and would admit to have found himself jealous every time you'd coo love words out of those pretty lips of yours.

probably needs time to acknowledge that you're dead serious about this relationship, and really looking forward to it. he's not against it tho, he's just.. surprised.

be ready because those massive hands of his are never leaving your waist the moment he gracefully accepts your confession. like never ever. and he doesn't have any shame either, and maybe he'll refrain from being too much of a sweetie in camp for your sake, given you can be easily embarassed if he surprise you with his loving demeanour, but he won't hold back as soon as the gang members are away.

"my mother taught me all the ways to treat a lover.. i hope it'll meet your expectations."

unfiltered romantic. it makes you blush how much he says the most romantic thing out of pocket and pretend like that never happened.

your name is the only thing that comes out of his mouth every now and then, you know because arthur keeps mentioning how much charles talks about you as if you were the only beautiful thing that's plaguing his mind.

✦ ﹒ lenny summers

lenny is so flustered, i'm sorry, god, he's baby

he probably stammered like a fool after you confessed, why wouldn't he? you're perfect, so perfect and he's just some kid, trying to be a big bad outlaw. perhaps that's what you like about him. he's nervous like a little kitty, and lord knows how much nervous men makes your day.

"i- i.. ahem.. yes, yes, of course!"

you made him so embarassed, i hope you're proud of yourself.

he'll struggle telling you how jealous he felt, it didn't really struck his mind first before you even confessed, i mean, sure he did think you were charming, but he never really bat an eye at your work.

he only got feelings because you were fun to listen to, you didn’t notice how he’d watch you every time you went on your drunken rants. it’s only recently that you found out according to karen.

for most of the part, lenny would rely on you. i mean you can’t blame him, you’re popular. in a way, you are, you’re like dutch. you have a lot of contacts, and charisma, he’s been a bystander. he’s pretty awkward, he doesn’t know what to do, but you find it cute, somehow.

of course, he’ll start to man up eventually when he feels more confident by the time you’ve shown him what you’re most comfortable with in terms of love languages, and he easily adapts himself to it. i mean, he absolutely loves spending time with you, and the amount of patience you put in for him really melts his heart in a way, but he’ll never admit it. ever.

depending on what you’re most comfortable with, lenny would gladly ride all the way to saint-denis for the simple wish of getting you something expensive, or even bring you along with him so you get to choose what you want. something he didn’t expect to see is you using your flirtatious ways of getting an item for free.

“you really know how to fool a man.. please don’t make a fool out of me.”

✦ ﹒ sean macguire

“ha! i knew ya’d fall for me!”

absolutely did not know you’d fall for him.

sean likes to be confident, at least he likes to appear confident. but often mix things up with arrogance, and if you were to call him out on that, he would tone it down a little. he doesn’t mean to be rude to you, he’s genuinely happy, he just doesn’t know how to properly express it.

sean have a loud mouth, and he didn’t hide the fact that he was getting irritated when men were attracted to you, often times he’d be barked at by arthur or john for fucking up your plan for being jealous. he never understood it, he thought he was being a gentleman chasing those creeps away.

he’s a comedian, on accident. you don’t know how to describe it but there’s something really sweet in seeing him ramble to the point where he’s humorous like that. you guess that’s how you fell for him. sean is so honest. and so dumb, too.

what you most love, is when he gets drunk. that’s where he starts to be overwhelmingly affectionate. and the gang teases you about it, but you couldn’t care less. he’s adorable that way! why would you make fun of something as precious as his honesty? especially when he’s slurring on his words, too?

he’s not a charmer with words, and he knows it. that’s why the best he could do to prove his love is by teasing or joking around with you, he’s trying his best.

“these english men keeps bullyin’ ya… just tell me! i’ll shoot ‘em right between thei’ eyes, yeah?”

he wants to look strong and fearless for you, he wants to impress you in every way he can. sometimes, you’d see him getting angry about the fact that he lost something, wether i’d be a fist fight or a game, but the moment he sees you, he gets embarrassed.

you’re the only one who can reassure him that what he failed to achieve doesn’t matter much, the effort is more important.

✦ ﹒ bill williamson

doesn’t believe you. at all.

bill was always made fun of, or teased by others to get a rise out of him. and he doesn’t believe you, because he thinks it’s just another way to make him mad. but he can’t help and think how evil this is, using you, someone he truly admire, to pick on him?

when you insist that you’re not joking, bill starts to get angry. not at you, but it’s just the way he is, he’s trying his best but he’s still in doubt.

given your reputation with men, and how many times he have to ignore you on duty, he just think it’s purely for the entertainment of seeing him falling like a fool. williamson is someone who’s not joking around, and that you know.

“if you love me, why would you?” he snaps. then immediately regrets. he doesn’t wanna lash it out on you, and he’d drink himself to death if he’s actually convinced that you love him that way.

he wants to apologize, but no words are leaving his mouth. and there’s an unbearable amount of pressure on his shoulders by this point, but when you take your time and explain to him the reason behind your fondness, he softens up a tad.

you had the patience to deal with him, surely you were serious?

“fine. i believe you. but i’m warning you, if this is some sick joke, i’ll—… i’ll…”

he won’t do anything.

for the past few weeks, you’ve been awfully affectionate towards him to prove your point. and he complains about it, tho he secretly enjoy having your full undivided attention. every time dutch planned to take him for a mission, you’ve been prepping his saddle and equipments, and when he came back, you’ve welcome him back with your arms open.

and while you were acting like some kind of stay-at-home spouse, bill would be silently protective over you. when you have to talk to men and women and fake another of your identity to wrap them around your finger, bill would silently sit at a table nearby and watch carefully, making sure no one lays a finger on you.

and when you thank him for his care through kisses, all you hear are grumbling noises and a little “you’re welcome”.

he’s just an angry worked up man, but you love him for it. (surprisingly!)

#🎀 : nexion 's hcs #rdr2 x reader #gender neutral reader #reader insert #red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #x reader #xreader #charles smith x reader #sean macguire x reader #lenny summers x reader #bill williamson x reader #rdr2 #rdr #sean macguire #charles smith #lenny summers #bill williamson

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allzelemonz · 11 months

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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 3/17/24

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

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ccghastly · 1 year

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Van Der Linde boys (include Arthur please and the rest is up to you!!) x reader who can't ride a horse, what do you think about that? Whenever I reader fics from rdr2 I'm like "damn, this ain't me" cause I was riding a horse once in my life 😭 thank you!!

Van der Linde fellas with a S/O that can't ride (a horse)

GN Reader

Arthur, Charles, Hosea, & Bill

Misread the prompt and thought this was 'reader asks for riding lessons', so the most of the fills lean in that direction.

I take requests! Feel free to ask!

Arthur:

Tries so damn hard to be helpful, but he's really really not.

He's been riding a horse for longer than he's been walking, it's all muscle memory and he's horrible at trying to get it into usable words.

Prepare for a lot of, "You kinda just…" "No, uh, you gotta lean with it" "Steer with your hips" "No, not like that" "... That's… Almost better?"

You're frustrated, he's frustrated.

"I'm real sorry, Darlin'. I ain't got no clue how to make any of this make any kinda sense."

If you stick with it you'll probably get there, but you probably would've made the same progress without Arthur's help.

Arthur later gets you a horse that's so incredibly far from wild it could be a nursemaid in its next life and you're happy to accompany him on his little journeys around the countryside. It's exciting to experience his strange encounters in person, rather than as funny stories he brings to the fireside.

Charles:

A more patient teacher you couldn't hope to find.

He starts you with horse care. Brushing, picking hooves, tack maintenance, feeding, feeling for injuries. Just getting you used to being around horses.

He's very keen on posture and being as helpful and kind to the horse as a rider possibly can be.

Taima is a sweetheart throughout, long pauses for explanations are immediately grazing breaks, but she listens when you try to ask her to do something.

You make great progress and are riding with some confidence by the end of the month, following Charles and Taima for short trips out of camp on your own borrowed horse.

Eventually you get your own horse and it becomes common practice for you to follow Charles on any of his outings, just to keep him company. You get surprisingly good at reading while your horse follows Taima.

Hosea:

Strange techniques, but he's too enthusiastic to turn him down.

You didn't even ask him to teach you, just mentioned in passing that you didn't know how to and you were suddenly penciled in for lessons.

Unsaddles Silver Dollar to make room and has you ride in front of him as he guides the horse.

"Just get a feel for the horse, Dove. Feel how I move with him."

Silver Dollar is confused by the many many circles he's asked to make, but as long as there peppermints at the end of it, he's happy.

Hosea's teaching style is dubiously helpful, but you do eventually learn how to sit a horse.

Once you're comfortable steering your own horse there are many long strolls to 'scout the area' and 'look for game', that usually end with cuddling up in front of a pretty view.

Bill:

Feels guilty about it, but kind of likes that you can't ride on your own.

Enjoys being useful and likes being able to help you like this.

Really likes that you don't ask anyone else to take you where you need to go, always asking him with such sweet manners, if when he has a free moment if he could please take you into town please

Yes. The answer is always Yes. Immediately Yes. As soon as he's physically capable of making it happen.

"Just gimme two shakes, Honey. I gotta ask Sean to take the rest of my shift, the layabout owes me a few."

Also really really likes lifting you onto and off of Brown Jack. If you wanna make this man light up, give him a kiss while he does it.

It's a very badly hidden secret that he enjoys getting to act like a gentleman and take care of you, so this is right up his alley.

#arthur morgan #charles smith #hosea mathews #bill williamson #arthur morgan x reader #charles smith x reader #hosea mathews x reader #bill williamson x reader #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #request #headcanon #imagine #ccghastly #rdr2 headcanons #rdr2 imagine #gender neutral reader #ask #ccg chats

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neon-junkie · 3 years

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The VDL boys with a loud reader during the dirty please? Dutch, John, Micah, Arthur and Bill

ehehehehehe, yesyesyes!!! gender-neutral reader <3

Dutch

He's incredibly cocky about it, because for Dutch, if you're loud then that must mean he's doing something right.

But Dutch will hush you if you're in camp, and if you still can't keep it down, then he'll stop fucking you in camp altogether.

He doesn't want to risk giving off a 'bad impression', and goes on about how he needs to 'set an example' by not keeping his gang up every single night.

Dutch is more than happy to splash out on hotel rooms, or lurk around for abandoned cabins to christen.

He heavily encourages it, in the right setting, and sometimes pouts and protests on the odd occasion where you're being quiet.

John

At first, John thought you were uncomfortable... he's never been with somebody this loud before, so he feared for the worst.

But the second you explained that you were simply enjoying yourself, he went "oh," and carried on fucking you.

You've overheard John apologizing to many camp members for keeping them up all night, and he's even tried to push the blame on you from time to time.

He's short on cash, so tries his best to make his bedroll extra cosy when he takes you on weekends away (simply so he can fuck you silly.)

And when you do get the chance to be loud, John loves it. It really helps him feel good about himself, as well as his bedroom talents.

Micah

He doesn't give a shit about what the camp think, or how much they chew his ear off; he's going to keep the camp up all night, and he's petty enough to fuck you multiple times a night, just to get back at them for complaining about it.

Having a partner is a massive ego boost for Micah, but having one that is loud and proud whenever you two have sex? oh boy.

Micah encourages you to be loud, and pays attention to what specific things make you moan the most.

He does eventually hit his breaking point after Susan gives him a harsh slap for not keeping your noise down, and regularly takes you out of camp so you can let loose.

Arthur

High honour Arthur will try and quieten you down, concerned about noise complaints and the camps wellbeing.

Low honour Arthur will encourage you to be as loud as you can, and teases people for 'not having anybody to keep the camp up at night' when they complain.

Either way, he was extremely flustered the first time he had sex with you; he didn't know people could be that loud.

When he's drunk, he'll ask you if you really mean to be this loud, and confesses that he doesn't think he's anything special when it comes to sex.

On nights where you're quiet, Arthur will stop to check to see if you're okay. He's a self-conscious guy, as we all know, and worries that you're not enjoying yourself.

Bill

He is SO flustered; is he really making you feel this good? so good that you're practically screaming and moaning down his ear?

This is the ego boost that Bill's always needed. He's cocky about it afterward, walking around camp with a swagger, knowing that nobody slept last night because he was making you feel so good that it kept everyone up.

After a while, Bill does begin to feel bad about being a nuisance, so he'll either take you into town, or drag you to the far outskirts of camp.

He'll never admit to this, but he's had his ear chewed off by far too many camp members. It seems the camp always finds a way to taunt him, even if he is the one getting some action.

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red-dead-daydreams · 3 years

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coffee shop au with bill x reader would kill me dead with happiness!! welcome back btw!!!

This is so cute ahh- hope you enjoy anon 💙

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Bill Williamson and Reader (Coffee shop au) headcanons

You’ve been working at the local coffee shop for some time now and pretty much knew most people’s drink by heart now

Bill Williamson, a guy who comes in exactly at 9am each morning to order the same hot extra large black coffee with a few pumps of caramel sauce

He never really spoke to you unlike other customers. He’d greet you, slide over the exact amount of money and silently watch as you made his drink

Usually customers chatted your ear off as you made their drink. You were practically everyone’s friend at this point but Bill stayed silent

You did notice that his eyes never fell off of you. When you’d look up and give him a warm smile he’d quickly glance back down, his cheeks becoming somewhat flushed

He secretly loved visiting you each morning. Being greeted with your smile and soothing voice made him feel something inside he’d constantly deny. But he always calmed up when he tried to make conversation with you.

Despite him not saying much to you, you found him interesting. He was very different looking from the other locals (in a good way) and despite his intimidating figure, he was quite shy when he was around you which you found cute

Sometimes you’d draw a little heart or star by his name because you enjoyed seeing him smile to himself when he saw the doodle

Today was no different. He’d say “Good mornin” and slide over his money on the counter then walking over to the coffee station to watch you make it

You decided to break the ice, asking how his morning was so far

He’d stammer on his words a little when he’d replied, seeming taken back by the conversation

Once you finished up, you drew a happy stick figure by his name and wrote something extra down

“Here ya go Bill, I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day” You’d hand him the coffee and give him a smile.

As he nodded and mumbled a “you too” he turned his paper cup around, reading the numbers and heart next to it.

Was it cheesy to put your phone number on the cup? Yes it was, but his flushed cheeks and happy glance towards you made you giggle in response

From that day on, he changed his schedule. He’d visit the coffee shop twice a day. Once in the morning and once in the evening to share a drink when you were off duty so you two could chat about your day

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a-vast-african-plain · 3 years

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Valentine’s Day HCs

I haven't written much lately, but I wanted to do a little something for Valentines Day, so here’s some headcanons for Bill, Micah, Lenny, and Mary Beth :)

Bill

Bill almost completely forgets about Valentines Day. He’s never celebrated it with anyone before, so it’s never really been a day of any note to him. He only realizes when Javier asks a few days before if he’s planning on doing anything special with you and then he has the “oh shit” moment.

To his credit, he pulls himself together pretty well. He dresses in his tux to take you out to dinner, nervous as hell about going somewhere fancy, just to feel all of his doubts melt away when he sees you all dressed up and looking perfect.

Micah

Perhaps you’d think, Micah being Micah, that he would forget about or ignore Valentines Day. You would be wrong. He’s been planning this shit for months. He’s finally got someone who’s crazy enough to adore him; did you think he’d let an opportunity to show you off pass him by?

He takes you dancing in town, a smirk on his face and his hands on your hips as you move with him to the music. Later, you both head upstairs to a rented room for a more private show.

Lenny

You and Lenny share a love of reading and are always recommending and reading books with each other, so together you come up with the perfect way to celebrate Valentines Day.

The two of you ride into town to visit the local bookstore and spend an hour browsing to find a book for each other. Once you both find the perfect books, you trade off and ride up to a meadow to have a romantic picnic, complete with reading your books together in the sunshine.

Mary Beth

Mary Beth is incredibly excited for Valentines Day. It’s the most romantic holiday, how could she not be? Arthur is anticipating Valentines too, mostly because it means he can finally stop proof reading drafts of the poem Mary Beth is going to surprise you with.

It did turn out perfect though, and you love the poem. Mary Beth loves her gift too, a fancy leather bound journal you had her initials engraved into. You spend your day beneath a tree near camp, cuddled together with Mary Beth’s head resting on your shoulder as she tells you about all the stories she hopes to write.

#bill williamson #micah bell #lenny summers #mary beth gaskill #rdr2 headcanons #rdr2 #savannah writes #gender neutral reader #bill williamson x reader #micah bell x reader #lenny summers x reader #mary beth gaskill x reader #red dead redemption 2 #valentines day

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funkwhistle · 3 years

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Dutch Van Der Linde x reader

Pairing: Dutch/reader

Warnings: none, just fluff

Summary: Dutch and reader just fluff in the mornings. Set during Chapter 3.

Safe with you

The wind swept off Flat Iron Lake and over you as you stood on the shore, letting the water lap at your toes as you watched the sun rise slowly over where you knew to be Blackwater. Shaking the memories fo that day from your mind, you glanced back out to the water. Now the sun was sparkiling through the trees on the island, dappiling light onto your face, maing you squint a little. In the trees above you, there was the call of birds, welcoming a new day to the camp. You could hear the noise of people stirring, of Pearson trying to gently move bowls around, and of Charles or Arthur feeding the horses.

Being up this early was something you liked to do on occasion. Usually you’d be awake and working, helping Pearson, or out on a job, but the mornings you got to yourself were always pleasant and peaceful. If the weather remained this warm, you might even go fishing this afternoon with Hosea; you'd promised him the other day.

By now the sun was warming the goosebumps off your arms, allowing for you to stop shivering. A smile spead across your face as you remembered where you were, and that you were safe here - for a while at least. The smell of breakfast was beginning to weve its way through the air, unmistakably the potatoes they'd stolen the other day from the grocers and some sort of game.

A pair of arms wrapped themselves around your middle, making you jump back into their body. A telltale deep chuckle let you know it was Dutch, as well as the assortment of rings which were littered over his fingers. Turning your head slightly to glance at him, you couldn't help but smile at his sleepy features; placing a chaste kiss on his lips as he hummed contentedly, leaning his head onto your shoulder as he swayed gently.

You ran your hands over his, twisting the rings on his fingers and running your hands over is arms. He wasn't even in his shirt and waistcoat, still in the shirt he slept in. Pulling you closer to him, he moved his hands further up your torso, resting them against your heart, rubbing small circles into your skin soothingly.To stay here, like this, would be heaven. The pair of you were rocking gently, staring out over the water as the sun dotted itself over the lake, above them the birds were back, calling out an alarm for the camp.

“Dutch-” it was you who broke the silence, turning around in his arms to look at him. “Someone might see us, and y'kn-” you were cut off by Dutch capturing your lips in a lingering kiss. As your lips moved against his, you forgot about what you were saying, forgot about the others and what they might see; it was you and Dutch in this moment, and nobody could interrupt that. Even after all this time, the fluttering in your stomach didn't relent as he moved his hands from the small of your back to caress your shoulders, pulling you closer.

You moved your hands so they were tangiling themselves in the matted curls which spilled down his neck. As you pulled gently on his hair, he groaned quietly into your mouth, his hands moving further south down your back as he deepened the kiss.

While you were enjoying the kiss, you pulled away briefly, your eyes locking with his as he smiled kindly at you. “Dutch, someone might see…” your voice trailed off as he thumbed your cheek gently. “Van Der Linde!” you swatted his hands away from your face entwining your fingers with his ones as you searched his eyes for an answer. Glancing behind him, you could see the girls stirring from their tent, Arthur was smoking with Javier by the fire, and Sadie was dragging the water barrel around to the front of the wagon so Pearson could wash his hands.

“Why does it matter if someone sees us dear?” he pulled his hands away from yours to cup your face again, tilting your head up so he could plant a light kiss on your lips. You let your eyes flutter shut as he did so, willing him to continue, but he didn't as when he moved back from you, Dutch turned you around so your back was resting against his chest, and you were looking out over the water again.

He clung onto you, preventing you from turning back around, as he nestled his head into the crook of your neck and you could feel the rise and fall of his chest against your back as you leant your head back onto him. Dutch held you close, occasionally placing gentle kisses onto your jawline as he hummed contentedly. For this moment, you didn't care what anyone thought or said, only that you were here with Dutch, and you were safe.

#dutch van der linde #rdr2 #fluff #reader insert #dutch x reader #van der linde gang #gender neutral character #red dead redemption imagine #red dead redemption 2 #red dead #john marston #bill williamson #sadie adler #Pearson #arthur morgan #hosea mathews

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husbandits · 4 years

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Would you be interested in writing an angsty bill x reader where the reader gets kidnapped by O’Driscolls?

Oh absolutely!

I think you meant angst in the vein of 'someone like physically hurting you', but i ended up going for something a bit more 'the crushing fear that no one really cares abt you' here (that's a normal insecurity to have, right)

when he finds out you've been kidnapped, initially, his first reaction is to go right after you, all hellfire and mindless wrath

there's a notion, in the back of his head, a thought that he should have been there, should have been able to stop this, but it's easy for him to push it aside for now

right now all he needs to be is angry, and he's always been real good at that

it takes a lot of self-control, a lot of restraint on his part to not just charge in on Brown Jack, guns blazing- nevermind that he doesn't have more than a vague idea of where to go

it's a stupid idea, and he knows it won't do anything to get you safe. he'll just get himself hurt, or worse, trying to get to you

but that doesn't stop the mindless need to hurt

he's practically fuming, while they figure out how to get you back, more belligerent than normal, or even as bad as most of the gang had seen him, long before you

and when he hears the plan is to go in low and quiet, sneak past whatever guards there are, and sneak you out without alerting more attention than necessary, he wants to scream

but he goes along with it

grits his teeth and nods, and stubbornly demanding he should come when Arthur reminds him, in an infuriatingly patronizing tone, that this is a delicate situation, they don't want to risk you getting hurt

there's an instinct to lash out, childishly rebel against Arthur's coolheaded reasoning, but against himself, Bill just clenches his fists and insists he can control himself

the three of them, Arthur, Charles, and Bill head out in the gloom of twilight, following the mess of horse tracks from the station where the train you'd been planning to rob should've stopped, to the enclave where your captors are, dense treeline opened up on one side by an imposingly tall hill

and when they get there, sneaking up close on the hilltop, pressed low to the ground and peering at the firelit figures below, Bill has to screw his eyes shut again and focus on not breaking the binoculars when he hands them back to Charles. His jaw clenches and his hands tremble, and for a long moment he can't do anything but seethe

O'Driscolls. All this worry about being quiet and not attracting too much attention, all this fussing about the law, and whatever bounty hunters could be on your tail, and it turns out to be just damn O'Driscolls

He takes a long moment to steady himself, blocking whatever solace the others offer entirely, remembering the way you've calmed him, when he gets overwhelmed. His breath comes in sharply through his nose, and he holds it until he feels his heart slow down a bit, letting out with a huff

When he's calm enough to look again, he reaches for the binoculars again, anticipating a horror scene below, and finding himself mercifully underwhelmed

He can just make you out, after a few seconds, in the dense crowd of hostages, your carefully arranged outfit bright against the flickering firelight. There's no sign of where your horse could be; hadn't been tied up at the train station where you'd likely left it, but that's not even a passing concern right now

All he can think about is the thirty-some idiots stopping him from marching right over to you

their 'careful' strategy, wheedling into camp under the guise of an incomplete group of injured travelers, goes out the window almost immediately, and for a few excruciating moments, they just sit there, the air thick with tension

It takes him an awkward amount of time to realize they're waiting for him to speak up, even Arthur giving him something of a look

As if he'd have any sort of idea, but the obvious

"So we goin' in or what?" He eventually snarls, not bothering to restrain himself further

He's vaguely aware of a response, but as soon as he starts to get up, dust brushed halfheartedly off of his workshirt, it's like something in his brain goes fuzzy

There's a fury in his chest muted with anticipation, and all he can think is what lies before him

when the ambush comes roaring down the hill, horses thundering, you're in the middle of plotting your escape attempt

tucked in the back of the crowd, contemplating whether it's worth holding onto the haul you've got tucked in your pockets, or if the O'Driscolls will just take it all anyway when they get around to searching you

the gun hidden in your boot will definitely get you in trouble, anyway; that is, unless you could convince them you're one of the more high-class ladies' guard? Maybe if-

the gunshots cut your deliberating short, throwing you headfirst into fight-or-flight

on instinct, you get down and out of the line of fire as the nobility around you start to panic. The woman you'd been standing next to up and faints, like something from a romance, and instead of helping her, you run

With the surprise attack no one could anticipate, the O'Driscolls all but scatter, focus narrowing on fighting back the invading force, and it takes you all of a minute to find a hole in the men supposed to be guarding you. Slip out of sight, flashy ensemble losing all vibrancy once you've gotten a good distance from the firelight

Screaming and endless gunfire sounds behind you, and you block out it all, hopping on one of the O'Driscolls' horse and pushing her hard, until the campsite is a distant memory

You marvel at your stroke of luck, the tension in your chest lifting for the first time since you'd left camp that morning

And camp, the thought of what's waiting for you, familiarity and safety, entices a sharp, relieved bark of laughter from you

Not to mention the warm bedroll you can already imagine crashing into, the guff he'll give when you wrap your arms around him, seemingly indifferent but in actuality, preening

The thought soothes you, for nearly a mile, until you cross a narrow river, your horse leaping nearly across in one bound, and then you hear something bigger and heavier sloshing through after you

A pursuit

You jolt, your only gun too far to get to like this, and there's no way to tell what sort of heat your tail has. How many there are, for that matter, you can make out a deep voice, though the words are impossible to make with all the noise

You give a quick glance, grip on the reins vicelike, and when you see-

When you see nothing but Brown Jack, mottled coat distinct to you even in the gloom at this point, and Bill astride him, face a grim mask, something in your chest goes icy

Just for a second, though, because even panicking as you are, you can't mistake the worry on his face, the grief cutting through the stony determination, and it all becomes obvious to you

You pull back on the reins, sharp, and the horse rears up in response, momentum bringing her to a near

She drops back down, chest heaving, and you sit there for a second. Stead yourself, all trembling hands and ragged breath

Bill comes up behind you, Brown Jack giving a nicker at you familiar scent, but he doesn't move further

Neither of you speak, for a long moment

When you slide off the horse, careful not to let any of the loot slip from it's hidden pockets, you're pretty sure you hear him grumble something, but you don't look all the way up yet. Just make your way over, shoulders shaking, to stand at his side

"I suppose you're here for me, hm?" You snark, but the anxiety is betrayed by the way your voice is thick with emotion

Bill is still a moment. He knows, of course, that you're far more used to solitude than camaraderie. That sometimes, more than you'd like to admit, he's a figure for you to love and cherish, but that you don't expect to care for you when you need it, but it blindsides him, sometimes, the way abandonment comes so naturally to you

For a moment you worry you've done something, exposed too much of yourself, but then he slides down in one smooth motion, and without a word you're being pressed to his chest, all the tension and fear slipping out in one great

He gives you one syllable, a cracked "I", and then the emotions become too much to contain, and he gets overwhelmed with a sob. Chokes out the rest of whatever he'd wanted to say, as he holds you tight

For your part, you hang there, face flush to his not-so-fresh flannel. Whether the wet patch against your cheek is sweat or some splash from the river, or something you've brought, you don't care to know, but you're lost to it all there, held close and safe, for as long as he'll have you.

#rdr2 #rdr2 x reader #bill williamson #bill williamson x reader #gender neutral reader #angst #kidnapped reader #Anonymous

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vanderlindemangofarm · 4 years

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Wounded Pride

This is for the wonderful @husbandits who won 3rd Prize in my 1 Year Anniversary competition! I really hope you like it!

Summary: when Bill returns from a job wounded, he doesn’t expect you to be quite so doting.

Category: Hurt/comfort, fluff.

Pairing: Bill Williamson x Reader (gender neutral)

Word count: 818

They’d been gone for far too long.

You tried to keep the thought out of your head but it kept pushing its way back in, again and again, forcing itself into every crevice of your brain and settling down into an icy, nauseating worry.

Something’s gone wrong.

Biting your lip and squeezing your eyes tight shut to stop the approaching tears, you crossed your arms, gripped your elbows and focused on the gentle noises of the swamps just beyond the house. You had been pacing up and down in the shade for what felt like hours. Bill had been rather flippant with you that morning when you’d told him you wanted to come along for this job. You hadn’t been together for very long – if “together” was the right term for it – but already he was the heart of your world. You knew he felt the same, somewhere under that scowl and unkempt beard. You sensed it in the way he held you close to his chest in the darkest hours of the night. But he couldn’t hide his irritation when he felt you didn’t trust him to look after himself.

“I aint’ yer prized hog, Y/N. Don’t need protectin’. Especially not by you.”

His words had stung and you’d stormed off without saying goodbye. It was just a stagecoach robbery, after all. He and the boys would be back within the hour.

But now the third hour had crawled past and you still hadn’t seen the unmistakable bulk of Brown Jack lumbering down the path back to Shady Belle. You started to cry silently, not wanting the others to see you being so dramatic, sitting on the empty fountain and watching the gate.

You don’t know how much longer you waited when you saw the horses cantering towards you. Arthur was at the head of the line, his face sullen and flushed with irritation, and behind him came Bill.

He barely made it down from Brown Jack before you threw your arms around his neck, bawling.

“Hey! Be careful, don’t…ow!” he winced, swaying a little, his right leg buckling slightly.

“You’re hurt! Are you hurt? Oh, you are, aren’t you? Tell me what happened!”

Bill steadied you, wiping away your tears with a calloused thumb. Arthur chuckled behind you.

“You’d think he’s some kinda war hero. Shoulda seen him fall off his horse not half an hour ago.”

“Shut it, Morgan.” Bill snapped, his cheeks flushing. You wrapped your arms around him again, burrowing into the soft plaid of his shirt and feeling the warmth of his chest beneath.

“You fell off your horse and now you’re hurt,” you mumbled into him. Bill scoffed.

“What would you have done? Caught me?”

You didn’t respond.

“He’s alright, Y/N.” Arthur called to you as he made his way into the house. “He’ll survive.”

“Oh, now you’re a doctor too?” Bill retorted, his shoulders braced. “I coulda broken my neck! And my leg hurts.”

“Poor darling,” you simpered, stroking his face. Bill stopped, his brow knotting. You kissed him lightly on the lips. “I’ll look after you, you’ll see.”

Bill grumbled as you slipped off his boots in your tent, hissing in pain as you gently rested your hands on his leg. It was bruised and a little swollen, though some of the marks looked like dirt that had gone long past the point of being washed off. You decided not to tell Bill this.

“Lay down flat,” you said. “on your stomach.”

“You gonna beat me now, Miss/Sir?” Bill said, his eyes playful. Your heart fluttered but you cleared your throat, shaking your head.

“Not today. I just want to look after you.”

Bill did as he was told, his cheeks slightly pink as he felt your hands begin to massage his leg. He tensed as you kneaded into his flesh.

“Ouch!”

“Too much?”

“I…well…no. Carry on.” he mumbled into the pillow. You smiled.

After a while you went to fetch a warm, damp cloth, tenderly cleaning around the swollen area. Bill muttered something about not wanting to get bathed like a baby, but he didn’t protest your touch. Before long he was snoring, a small trickle of drool making its way down his chin.

Around the campfire that night you wouldn’t hear of Bill getting up for anything. You scurried around, serving up stew, fetching him another beer after planting a kiss on his forehead. Bill blushed crimson in the warm light of the flames. Hosea scoffed.

“I’ll never understand what he’s done to deserve you, Y/N.”

“He’s wounded.” you stated sternly, though the corners of your mouth twitched. Arthur shook his head.

“Sure. Wounded pride. Though that ain’t never gonna heal.”

Bill glared, taking another gulp of beer, but you settled yourself on his lap, smiling as his arm snaked around your waist.

“Thank you,” he whispered into your ear, his lips peppering kisses across your collarbone.

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nexionswild · 11 months

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IN WHICH reader defend bill from micah's mockery.

includes: bill williamsom x reader

content warning: micah is his own warning, but nothong crazy, fluff, bill's real name "marion", no pronouns. [GN]

a/n: bill doesn't get enough appreciation imo.. i mean poor guy everyone bullies him.

word count: 1, 375

You're not the confrontational type.

Like Mary-Beth or Hosea, you like to sit back and relax as you enjoy the songs of the wildlife while reading a nice book about the fantasies of the world or the events of some author's life, and nobody bothered you about it. Aside from drowning yourself in words or games, everyone knew that you know how to handle yourself, perhaps from time to time you had to be the one in distress but it was remotely easy, given the fact that you already got the dirty work done, hence granting the gang members an easy access to get to you. All of that to say that you're not messed with, and despite Micah's barking, do you really care? No, and it infuriates him how boring your reactions were, there was no flavor, no taste. Slowly, his annoying bickering slowly drifted onto Bill, and you've noticed how increasingly loud he's become.

Each times he'd strike a conversation with him, he'd sarcastically reply or straight up mock him while claiming he was just "messing around" when obviously he's desperately pushing all of his buttons to get him riled up and fuming in nothing but pure anger, and fortunately for Micah, he was aiming at a man who's temper is as fragile as a flower. And though Bill knows he shouldn't be easily driven up into madness knowing Micah's intention, he can't help it. He can't just ignore it, why do you think he keeps replying to his mischievous questions? You couldn't help but feel bad for Williamson, all he does is quietly finishing his job then drinking himself to death if not for Micah's teasing, otherwise he'd be playing Dominos or Poker, or make sure he has ammunition and check if his equipment's clean.

Recently, you've been noticing his drinking habits has been progressively worse to the point where he deals with a massive yet agonizing hangover the next morning. You've been trying to help him through it, but being full of himself, he'd often brush it off and claim he'll be fine without bothering you too much. You're a pacifist, and he knows. That's why he doesn't snap at you like he does with others who try to reason with him or smack some sense into that thick brain of his. Today is another day where you sit quietly in your corner as the crackle of the campfire plagues your ears with the laughter and the drunken slurring sentences of the gang. Like usual, you use the light source of the campfire's dancing flames to keep track on what you're reading with a bottle of beer by your side, there's nothing to do around these hours really, so the least you could do is entertain yourself with fancy words and overly detailed description of an item that could be something as simple as a silver spoon.

Usually your mind gets foggy and automatically cancels out noises to focus on your activity, but your concern for Bill has hit a point where you'd willingly stop your reading to look over, then slide your eyes back to the dirty, yellow pages of your novel. "Got yerself a bodyguard, Marion?" Micah's voice spoke up with a harsh tone as he looked over to Bill, who'd been peacefully drinking his whiskey before grunting at the man's new attempt at making his blood boil. You'd relax on your back, watching it unfold to figure out the best moment to put an end to it. Bill stared before taking a deep breath as he was looking in silence. "What's yer deal, Micah? Always pickin' on me for nuthin'... what is it?"

You'd take a sip out of your bottle as you glanced over, switching your gaze to whoever's talking. And soon enough, the conversation slowly built up with tension as Bill's grip on his bottle increased to the point where you could see the cracks forming on the glass as he sneered back. And Micah? He was sickly enjoying it. You could tell by the smile on his face as he seemed to be analyzing Bill's expression while he spat all the possible insults that came up in his head. "I was just playin' around, Marion. Just playin' and yappin' as usual, f'course.. no need to be cryin' bout it, Williamson."

"You little—" Bill got up as he gripped on his holster where his gun hid as a twitch became noticeable on his face, a vein popping out of his neck while his eyes narrowed in fury.

"Micah, you'd be cryin' on your knees if Dutch told you to shut up and walk away. Ya think we ain't seeing ya lickin' his boot like a dog everytime you spoke to him, Mr. Bell?" You'd talk back with nonchalance as you slowly put your bottle down, your brow raising as you tilted your head to the side. It was new, because you never searched for any problems with anyone, and picking a fight with you was quite difficult since you'd quietly brush it off as if whatever they say to you in an effort to get a rise out of you was nothing but a mosquito bite. Micah would stare at you, caught off guard before bursting in malicious laughter. "Have I angered the little slacker? Oh, how wonderful.. my, oh my, how nasty."

"The only nasty thing here is yer mouth runnin' wild. Why don't you put those cocky lips to work and start gettin' it on with Dutch? Since he's so great, and amazing.." you'd quote him. You know damn well how it goes with him and his tendency of pleasing and swaying Dutch by saying the most ridiculous of compliments to gain more affection points from his part, you've been keeping a low profile, yes, but you've been listening to everyone in silence too, it felt like knowing everyone's secret being in your position. Your head cocked to the side as you watched with your bedroom eyes, your lids falling slightly revealing nothing but boredom. You weren't entertained by this, you didn't get the thrill of an argument like Micah. Obviously you weren't as bright as him and he knows. He'd stare for a couple of minutes before laughing, coughs interrupting in as he hummed. "Yer a clown, real funny. Fine.. apologies for touchin' yer prince. Cowpoke." He grunts with a distasteful smile, before eventually walking away. Bill could only watch in dreadful silence before huffing as he groggily sat down on his seat, an exhausted sigh purring out while he messily took a sip from his bottle.

You didn't expect a thank you from his part, and he isn't in the mood to express his pitiful gratitude right now. He'd cough for a while as if to fill the void between the two of you before tilting his head down where his hat would cover half of his face, only revealing his beard and dry lips. His body was burning hot with anger and the alcohol he consumed. "You.. you didn't have to do that, y'know?" He mumbled under his breath, his fingers twitching and fidgeting around his whiskey as he cleared his throat before looking back at you. You'd stare at him in a haze, your brows raising slightly before blinking. "It wasn't for you."

You'd lean on your seat as you spoke. "I was just makin' sure big bad Bill wouldn't be killin' anyone." You said, boring into his eyes as he kept his head slightly low. There was another moment of quiet, but then suddenly you'd hear a choked out laugh, sounding like an overheated kettle as he snorts. You'd chuckle along with him, figuring you've put him at ease for now.

"Fine, I guess you were right for that." He blurted out, looking away for a moment before his eyes dragged back to you. He seemed way more calm and relaxed, it was seeing him that way. Usually he was always grumpy or stayed in his own corner, where he'd be doing nothing but chopping wood or picking a fight with everyone, or even sharpening his knife and prepping his guns.

"Thank you."

He said. You look up, surprised. But a warm smile rushed over. "Sure, you're welcome, Bill."

#🎀 : nexion 's fic #gender neutral reader #rdr2 x reader #reader insert #red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #x reader #xreader #bill williamson x reader #bill williamson #micah is still an asshole #micah bell #rdr #rdr2

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scarfacemarston · 4 years

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RDR Thanksgiving Modern AU Final Part: After Dinner

Part 1 here. Part 2 here. Part 3.

Mary-Beth and Kieran waved goodbye and disconnected.

Micah made his way to the furnished basement followed by Lenny, Jenny, Tilly and Marcus, Dutch and Molly. Dutch sighed as Molly said, “We should have watched the game at our place. Our house is so much bigger. John’s house is good for a starter house, but they should think big! Besides, our tv is bigger! It’s just so cramped here.” Dutch nodded with a shrug while Lenny rolled his eyes. Tilly narrowed her eyes, “I think it’s lovely,”. Micah crossed his legs and popped a beer. “Who cares? We can go to the dive bar or Bill’s house if this sucks.” He crossed his legs.

Marcus placed an arm around Tilly’s middle while Jenny placed her feet on Lenny’s lap.

Meanwhile, Charles, snacked on leftovers as his spouse looked on stunned.

Abigail sat with her head on John’s shoulder as their daughter fell asleep on his chest. Jack and Ronan followed Bill and Javier outside to play with the sparklers Abigail’s mothering sensors went off as she popped up and followed them outside. Hosea grabbed a hot coffee and watched the fire. You and Arthur cuddled on the couch with Rufus laying down at your feet. Uncle grabbed a plate of food and joined the others in the basement.

Charles and Arthur talked about their construction projects while you played with Arthur’s blonde locks. John worked as a mechanic but worked with Arthur and Charles in his free time.

John tried to contribute, but he fell asleep, snoring softly.

Meanwhile, Abigail snapped at Bill as she iced Jack’s finger. Ronan ran to jump onto Karen’s lap.

Soon, it was time to leave, with each person saying goodbye while others went to Bill’s house to finish the game. It wasn’t too long before you and Arthur also fell asleep. Abigail and Charles glanced at each other as they gently woke up the others. Abigail carried Amelia to bed while Charles woke you and Arthur up. Arthur blinked sleepily, “Maybe we should stay here for the night. They won’t mind,” you muttered into his chest. Arthur let out a quiet laugh. “You remember we live next door to John and Abigail, right?” He said.

Hosea shook his head fondly. He was so happy Arthur had someone to love. Abigail came back and Charles, Karen, and Sean left with their son. Soon, it was only you, John, Hosea and Abigail. Hosea stretched and bid you all good night..

Abigail giggled as John snored softly. She bid you all good night as Arthur carried you to the threshold. John snorted as he woke up, waving goodbye. Abigail took John’s hand and waved once again as he was led upstairs.

Arthur grinned as he carried out your home. You insisted you could walk, but he insisted on carrying you.

When you got home, the two of you climbed upstairs and flopped onto the bed. “Hm I guess that wasn’t so bad,” Arthur said quietly. With that, he gave you a kiss on the head and fell asleep.

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reddeadrevival · 5 years

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Imagine - Bill having a crush on you

Headcanons specifically about Bill having a crush on the reader.

As always feel free to use these ideas as prompts if they spark any inspiration just tag me so I can read them

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➤He'll try his hardest to be gentlemanly around you

➼He'll open doors for you, pull out your chair for you and even offer his hand (after working up the courage) when helping you in and out of a wagon.

➼In fact the first time he goes to pull out a chair he pulls it too far (and you didn't even know he was doing it for you) and you end up falling to the dirt.

➼His cheeks will be a flame as he stutters out an apology while he helps you up

➼All while avoiding your eyes.

➼He'll brush off some dirt from your clothes before realizing how inappropriate he's touching you

➼Assure him it's fine and that you appreciate the gesture and he'll simply clear his throat and nod, fiddling with his hands before he walks off.

➼Not trusting his voice at that moment and not wanting to embarrass himself further.

➼Even if you can get onto a horse by yourself, ask him to assist you and he'll be a flustered mess as he touches your hips to lift you or help you down.

➼Give him a smile and give you a sheepish one, the top of his cheeks not covered by beard turning pink.

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➤ He'll defend you against everyone and anyone.

➼Someone insults you?

➼Punch

➼Someone makes an inappropriate sexual remark about you?

➼Punch

➼Someone says these things to your face?

➼Wait until you're not there to witness and

➼PUNCH.

➼If it's something really bad he won't be able to wait until you're gone

➼He'll start many a bar brawls over you

➼And even a few camp tussles

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➤If anyone confronts him about his crush (besides you) he'll deny it as if it was the craziest thing in the world.

➼ so much that no one will believe him

➼The girls will try to give him advice

➼He'll pretend to brush them off

➼ But in reality he's trying to remember everything they tell him

➼If you happen to be there he'll simply laugh it off

➼He'll risk looking over at you and see your small smile

➼It'll throw him off enough that his only option is to leave the room/area

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➤Mention how you like a certain thing (flower,colour,food/snacks) expect to find it/ or something like it among your things the next day.

➼A few flowers, a piece of jewelry that matches your eyes, some candy

➼He'll always wait to make sure you see the gifts and his heart will melt when he sees your smile as you sniff the flowers or put on the jewelry.

➼He'll wish he had the courage to hand them to you face to face

➼ to help you put on that necklace he got you

➼maybe one day

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➤He'll trust you enough to know his real name but it'll take him a while to work up the courage to tell you

➼Knowing he cares enough to share this with you gives you the biggest smile and in turn, turns him into a blushing mess.

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➤He'll try to compliment you often

➼If you paint your nails or wear a new hat he'll mention how it looks good on you

➼New dress/suit he'll tell you that you look Pretty/Handsome today

➼"Not that ya look bad any other day! It looks good on you!"

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➤Seeing him with Cain makes you smile as he looks so happy with the dog

➼If he sees you looking he'll be embarrassed but upon seeing your smile he'll give the dog some ear scratches and even more love

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➤Take any interest in his horse and he'll start to fall even harder for you

➼Feed Brown Jack some carrots or kiss his nose and Bill will simply stop and stare with a lil smile on his face

➼With a sudden burst of courage he'll offer to take you on a ride

➼"Where to?"

➼"Where ever you want."

➼He'll help you on first before getting on in front.

➼His heart will flutter when you put your arms around him and especially if you lay your head against his back

➼"Wh-Where to?"

➼"Anywhere. I trust you."

➼He really hopes you don't take notice of how his heart is racing

(Master List)

#bill williamson #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #reddead2 #red dead 2 #bill x reader #bill williamson x reader #gender neutral

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imladris-soldier · 5 years

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Since you like Bill imagine this... His S/O gives him a puppy as a present. Because I headcanon Bill having a huge softspot for dogs. The game can prove it since Bill did pet and praise Cain so many times.

You are 100% correct. Dogs and his horse are the softest of soft spots in that lumbering goof.

I was supposed to be going to bed, but here’s this instead omg

Rhodes wasn’t as noisy as Valentine due to the languid nature of the South, but it was still loud enough that the whining of a small puppy almost passed beneath your radar. Still, an animal in distress is something almost instinctive, and humans are not so far removed from animals as they may like to pretend.

The frightened creature was cowering beneath a bench, shaking like a leaf and whining softly when you finally found it. You glanced around for an owner, but seeing no one conspicuous, you leaned down to coax the puppy out. “It’s ok, little one. Come on.”

You had to give up your salted beef, but ultimately you were successful. At first, you thought that maybe you should take it to the sheriff’s office, just in case someone came looking for it. But, on second thought, there was someone else who just might need it more.

Bill had not been unlike the puppy when you met him, though he had taken to lashing out instead of whimpering, but the root causes were the same. Scared, alone, unwanted. Even surrounded by the gang, Bill still seemed like an outsider. They never quite treated him like one of them, no matter how hard he tried; no matter what he did. So, when you started trying to spend time with him, he lashed out at you too.

It took more than salted beef, but in time, Bill crept out from under his shadows and allowed you to gather him up and tell him he was loved. You’d never seen a more drastic change in a man. Where there had once been bitterness and anger, there was such a capacity for sweetness and gentleness. He mostly reserved it for you, Brown Jack, and Cain, but it was there.

The newest member of the Van Der Linde gang sat contently in your arms all the way back to Clemens Point, occasionally licking at your fingers and face. You just laughed and scratched behind his ears.

Bill wasn’t on guard when you got there, so you went looking for him, eventually finding him sitting on a crate, facing the lake, bottle of whiskey in hand. He glanced up, and when he realized it was you, a smile spread over his face, faltering slightly when his eyes finally landed on the dog in your arms.

“What’s that?” he asked.

“A puppy,” you replied. “Found him in Rhodes.”

“Why’d you bring it here?”

“Well... I... I thought you could have him. I seen you with Cain, and I know you like dogs, so...” You gingerly held out the dog.

“What makes you think I need a dog?” he asked, reaching for it anyway.

Your chest warmed as he took it, immediately placing it in his lap. “Dunno. Just thought you might need a friend that ain’t me.”

“I like you fine.” His lips twitched into a teasing smile, then he turned his attentions to the puppy. “I like you alright too.”

The dog became Bill’s constant companion. He named it Thunder, and it never left Bill’s side. At night, the pup would curl up with the two of you - even after it was grown, it would still find a way to be near. Sometimes, you’d look across camp and see Bill scratching Thunder under the chin, smiling at you, and your heart was full.

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neon-junkie · 3 years

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Just a thought but wouldn’t the gang have a really hard time getting into hand cuffs and rope in the bedroom bc of how many times they’ve been hogtied to be beaten and questioned. Just a thought but if you’re up for it could we please see some head cannons of the gangs reaction when you first introduced rope to the bedroom. Remember to stay hydrated ♥️

here's some headcanons for you! gender-neutral reader. Includes: Dutch, Arthur, John, Charles, Bill, Javier, and Micah.

Dutch

"Why stop at rope, my dear? We can play with much more than just rope."

Dutch is all for it; he understands the difference between being cuffed in unfortunate situations, and being cuffed in the bedroom.

He's the type to spend time doing shibari on you, and he's less patient when it comes to you trying to do it on him.

He's happy to be tied up, but prefers tying you up, for obvious reasons...

Will definitely tie you up when you've been 'naughty', and loves teasing when you're all tied up. Queue evil laugh.

Arthur

"So, that's how you wanna play with me, huh? Alright then, let's see what you've got."

High honor Arthur lets you tie him up with ease, he enjoys submitting and surprisingly isn't as sceptical as you might assume he'd be.

Low honor Arthur will practically snatch the rope from you and begin ordering you about, telling you exactly how he wants you so he can begin tying you up.

Either way, Arthur will always be concerned about rope burns and other injuries, and always keeps an ear out for your safe word.

Both Arthurs will also smother you after sex, usually by kissing across the areas where the rope has been.

John

"You wanna tie me up, huh? You even know how to tie a knot?"

Is John being smug? giving you attitude? just tell him to hush and get into position, and he'll quickly realize how serious you are once the first knot is tied.

John isn't... great at tying knots, at least younger John isn't, so please don't mock him when you overhear him doing the 'bunny goes into the hole' rhyme as he's fastening each knot.

He'll suddenly become flustered once he sees you bound, and begins laying down the compliments to the best of his ability. (He knew this would be hot, but now he's seen you bound, he's speechless.)

John is the type to 'test your abilities' and try to untie himself whilst bound, only he ends up fastening the knots even tighter, and you eventually have to cut him free...

Charles

"It's not something I'm normally into, but I'll try anything once."

Charles will be like 'hold still I'm just tying you up' and accidentally create a work of art with his knots.

It's not really a kink for him, but an act of trust; he trusts you to take care of him whilst he's bound, and he does the same for you. And for Charles, the act of trust is hotter than any/every kink out there.

Will smother you in compliments, and will become flustered if you do the same to him whilst he's tied up. If you want to see Charles blush, just tie him up and pelt compliments at him!

He's all about aftercare; he'll check over every inch of your body to ensure you have no rope burn, but tends to brush his burns aside, if he does get any.

Bill

"Tie me up? N-now, why would you wanna do that?"

He's really sceptical at first; what if the rope is too tight? or if you/him get injured? or if somebody for some reason walks in?

Bill tying you up is out of the question at first; he needs you to show him the ropes, literally. He wants to see how you do it before he tries it on you, and I don't just mean how to tie the knots, but how to act whilst the other is bound.

He's quick to get irritated whilst bound; if he wants to touch you, he'll touch you, but he suddenly can't and that will make him literally sob.

Bill needs a lot of praise, kisses, words of encouragement, etc. But once he gets the hang of things, he really enjoys it.

Javier

"Do you not get tied up enough, huh? With the life we live?"

Oh, he's all over this idea. The thought of you on your knees, hands tied behind your back, looking up at him whilst awaiting his next order? He's all over that.

He doesn't mind being tied up, but he'd much rather take the lead.

Javier's always a tease, but he becomes tenfold the second you're bound; you're definitely going to be begging a lot tonight.

You'll receive a lot of compliments, 'pretty' is his favourite one, and he eventually becomes interested in shibari because the thought of you in those positions is just... *chefs kiss*

Micah

"Now, you are a naughty thing, ain'tcha? Lettin' me have you like this."

He's all about tying you up, even if his knots are a little tight and far from perfect; but tying him up? Micah's going to need a lot of coaxing to get him into that idea.

He'd only let a long-term partner tie him up, somebody he really trusts, because he's allowing you to put him in a vulnerable position and Micah's the type that needs to be in control 24/7.

Don't expect anything fancy when it comes to Micah's knot tying abilities; if it holds, it's good enough for him.

He's surprisingly tender during after-care, lots of cheeky sympathetic sayings like "awh, you got a bit of rope burn, darlin', you poor thing."

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Bill Williamson x GN!Reader in: With Love from Your Man

From the van der Linde Boys, With Love 💌 || VDE 2021

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT || 18+ ONLY ||

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I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love anyone, you truly are my better half. I don’t know what else to say besides that, but then again I don’t think there really is anything else to be said.

Sometimes he thinks that he loves you more than what even he knows…

↠ Requested By: My burning desire to receive a love letter lol ↠ Reader Gender: Neutral ↠ Content Type: SFW fluff ((but my blog’s 18+ if minors want to consume my sfw stuff while still respecting my wishes of them staying out of this space, they can head over to my AO3)) ↠ CWs: None ↠ Betas? Nah, we don’t do that here. ((tho we should, honestly)) ↠ Total WC: 200~

Admittedly this one’s a bit short, but honestly I cannot see Bill waxing poetic for too long.

He loves ya, and he’s gonna tell you as much without too much fanfare and that’s that. He’s more of a provider/hands-on giver of love anyways, so he’ll be make up for his brevity with a lots of hugs and kisses I’m sure…

|| With Love from Your Man

To my love,

Words and me don’t rightly mix, but since it’s Valentine’s Day, and more importantly you, we’re talking about here I guess I’ll give this a go.

I know we’ve been together for a while now, but I still find myself wondering if it’s real. Not that I doubt you or us, it’s just that it all seems too good to be true. Life has taught me that when things seem that way they usually are, but you’ve always been an exception to just about every rule I have, haven’t you? You’ve destroyed all of my perceptions, have changed the way I look at things—the way I look at myself.

____, baby, you’ve not only made me believe in second chances, but you’ve given me reason to think I’m actually deserving of one.

I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love anyone, you truly are my better half. I don’t know what else to say besides that, but then again I don’t think there really is anything else to be said.

I know this is a bit on the shorter side, but I figure it’s better to speak the truth as plain as possible than to keep going on and on until things stop being real, you know? That being said I’ll wrap this up by wishing you a happy Valentine’s Day. Here’s to hoping that you like this and everything else I’ve got planned for the day…

With love from your man, Bill

© notepadsandtealeaves, 2021 || Please do not repost, translate, or otherwise alter or distribute my works without my express permission. And for the love of god keep it away from Youtube and TikTok lol…

#((Immy does fan fiction: The Yeehaws))#bill williamson x reader #bill williamson x you #bill williamson imagine

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fangirl-ramblings · 5 years

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My requests are currently *OPEN*

If you are interested in me writing something for you in the future then please check out some of the short stories I've written for Red Dead Redemption and check out my FAQ (or feel free to message me with any questions if needs be) before requesting anything.

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If any of the links aren’t working, you can also find me on A03

See the full list under the cut (apologies for the for the formatting but i'm in the process of updating)

All NSFW stories will be marked with🍋

Short Stories

Abigail Roberts Marston

x John Marston

Finally found what I've been looking for Fluff

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Arthur Morgan

x reader

You’re too good looking for your own good x g/n reader | Fluff

The First Shall Be Forgotten x g/n reader

The Best Kept Memories x g/n reader | ongoing series

Intruder in the barn x g/n reader | Fluff with a hint of smut

Hush, I’m trying to kiss you! x f!reader | Jealousy & Fluff

I need your touch [🍋] x g/n reader | Self indulgent smut | PWP

x Female Original Character

The Final Goodbye [x Allie Foster] | Angst…just so much angst | CW: death of a spouse

x Charles Smith [Charthur]

I've missed you [🍋] PWP

x John Marston [Morston]

Shut up - I’m nervous too Fluff (with a hint of angst & pining)

Headcanons

Arthur & his bilingual s/o refusing to speak English to Micah

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Bill Williamson

The kids, they ambushed me Angst with a touch of fluff?

x gender neutral reader

Y'all think I’m some kind of idiot Angst turning to fluff

It’s the thought that counts Fluff

These are your favourite candies right? [WIP]

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Charles Smith

Headcanons

Charles and Javier reacting to a s/o with a morbid sense of humour

Charles finding out his s/o is pregnant

Sweet dreams series [x f!reader]

Sweet Dreams Angst / Fluff / Not quite smut / SFW-ish | [Chapter 3 & 4 spoilers]

Trust me I want this Fluff / Not quite smut / SFW-ish

x gender neutral reader

He loves me for me Fluff

x female reader

I like it when you call me Daddy [🍋] Just self indulgent smut / PWP

You owe me a kiss Fluff

Cupid's Arrow Fluff

x Trans reader

Untitled wip Fluff

x Arthur Morgan [Charthur]

‘I’ve missed you’ [🍋] PWP

x Original Female Character

On Your Best Behaviour Tonight? x Lilly Mae James | bordering on NSFW

Part 2 [WIP]

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Dutch Van der Linde

x Hosea Matthews [VanderMatthews]

I want to keep you safe and sound Fluff with a bit of angst

Hosea Matthews

X Dutch Van der Linde [VanderMatthews]

I want to keep you safe and sound Fluff with a bit of angst

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Javier Escuella

’I’m too sober for this’ Happy times in camp | Pure inadultarated fluff

x reader

’Have you been crying? [x g/n reader] | Angst with fluff

‘I told you I wouldn’t be long’ [x g/n reader] | Angst & Worry | [Chapter 4 & 5 Spoilers]

‘Me debes un beso’ [x g/n reader] | Fluff [but mild cursing involved]

A Piggyback Ride? [x f!reader ] | Fluff

How I met your mother [x f!reader] | Fluff - [WIP]

I like it when you call me Daddy [🍋] [x f!reader] | Jealousy | Not so tender sex

x Female Original Character

Mi amor por ti es eterno [x Kira Stephens] | fluff and angst

Headcanons

Charles & Javier reacting to a s/o with a morbid sense of humour [NSFW-ish]

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Jenny Kirk

x Micah Bell

Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone Angst | hint of NSFW | cw: violence / descriptions of wounds

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John Marston

Jesus Christ, have you slept? Angst

x gender neutral reader

You were far too good looking for you own good anyways Angst & Fluff [Chapter 1 spoilers?]

‘The tears are good tears? Kiss me again” Pure fluff

x Abigail Roberts

Comfier than my Pillow Fluff

x Arthur Morgan [Morston]

‘Shut up - I’m nervous too’ Fluff (with a hint of angst & pining)

x Original Female Character

Reunited [x Stevie “Blackheart” Carwyn] | Angst & Fluff

Their First Time [🍋] | [x Lilly Mae James]

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Josiah Trelawny

Don’t look away from me x f!reader (as Mrs Trelawny) | Angst & Fluff

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Karen Jones

Oh honey, I’d never be jealous of you

x female reader

Smoke & Mirrors Pining / Fluff | CW: Mild Violence

x Molly O'Shea

[WIP]

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Kieran Duffy:

Kieran with a strong s/o [WIP]

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Mary Linton

x female reader

Untitled Snippet [wip]

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Micah Bell

x Jenny Kirk

Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone Angst | hint of NSFW | tw: violence / descriptions of wounds

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Molly O'Shea

Oh honey, I’d never be jealous of you

x female reader

I’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you Pining / Fluff

x Karen Jones

[WIP]

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Sadie Adler

x female reader

’Hush, I’m trying to kiss you’ Pining/ Friends to Lovers / Angst

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Sean Macguire

I'm not mad, but know I expected better from you’ 🍋-ish | Brief accidental voyeurism

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Simon Pearson

x Susan Grimshaw [Pearshaw]

The Sweetest Voice Pining

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Susan Grimshaw

x Simon Pearson [Pearshaw]

The Sweetest Voice Pining

Ongoing Series:

The Best Kept Memories Arthur Morgan x g/n reader

✧ Chapter 1

Once Upon A Time In Blackwater John Marston x my oc Lilly Mae James [on hiatus]

✧ Part 1

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Completed Series:

It Ain’t Over Till It’s Over [John Marston x f!reader] | Fluff with a hint of Angst

Part 1

Part 2

My Original Character: Lilly Mae James

Life before the Van der Linde gang

Letters to camp

John & Lilly’s first kiss

John & Lilly’s first time [🍋]

On Your Best Behaviour Tonight? (Part 1) x Charles Smith | bordering on NSFW

On Your Best Behaviour Tonight? [🍋] (Part 2) [WIP] | x Charles Smith

The Hoodie stays on (Working title) [🍋 ] [WIP] | x Charles Smith

Daughters of Chaos: (Lilly’s RDO posse)

Better in Numbers 🍋 [WIP] | Lilly Mae James x Charles Smith / Kira Stephens x Javier Escuella / Allie Foster x Arthur Morgan | Extremely NSFW

Close to the Heart (expanded) (Working Title) [WIP] | Allie Foster Arthur Morgan / Lilly Mae James x Charles Smith | Angst | inspired by this original story

#fangirl writes #fangirl's masterlist #masterpost

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