(Y/n) (l/n), a name that everyone knew. Being right hand man of one of the most famous gang leaders has it's perks. The O'Driscolls were one of the most dangerous gangs around, and they loved the feeling of being known. Colm picked you up at a young age, and compared to most others, treated you right. Throughout your years in the gang you gained notability and were able to gain the top spot right next to Colm. You had a say in all of the plans and scores done by the gang. People looked up to you. You had it all and weren't looking for anything else, until someone new came into your life. The Van Der Linde gang was your top rival. Colm always took the gang to attack them, and they always fought back. Even with all the fighting, you never met anyone in the gang. Colm made sure you were always away from danger incase something happened to him. But one day that all changes. What happens when you meet Arthur Morgan, the Van Der Linde gangs right hand man? Will you be able to defend your family, or will the desire to have something more in life take over? Started: 2/1/20 Completed: 3/28/20

COMPLETED!!✔️ This is an Arthur Morgan X reader story, with you as the main character. You work as a brothel lady in the town called Valentine, and you stumble upon a notorious man that got you to grow feelings for this unknown man. But something comes in between and you get kidnapped by the O'Driscolls, what happens afterward? Well, this is where we let the story tell us... OBS! Some important info; 1. My native language isn't English, misspellings appear. Pls, maintain respect, thanks in advance! 2. Contains mature content, you are forewarned in the chapter! 3. More information in the AN chapter. 4. I'm not the owner of the cover photo or any other pictures in this story!

Arthur Morgan, a crucial gunslinger of the Van der Linde Gang, joins in on the usual coach robbery, when suddenly, unexpected guests drop by. All before was going according to plan, until hell broke loose and the upper-class Lady (Y/N) stepped into his life. Can the wanted Arthur Morgan finally be able to prove himself that he is capable to love and be loved by another? [Highest Rankings] #1 - arthurmorgan #1 - ps4 #1 - arthurmorganxreader #1 - rockstargames #1 - reddeadredemption2 #1 - reddeadredemption #1 - wildwest #1 - rdr2xreader #1 - playstation #1 - rdr2 #2 - cowboy #3 - dutch #1 - southern #1 - western -Note: Contains violence, suggestive themes, and mature language. -Thank you for voting, commenting, and/ or reading -S0UP66

{Arthur Morgan X Female Reader} After being left behind by the O'Driscoll gang in the middle of a wicked snow storm, you assume your death is waiting for you. You collapse just feet in front of what appears to be an abandoned cabin and lose consciousness. Much to your surprise, you awake next to a roaring fire with four strange, tall men gathered around you, pistols in their hands. Warning: This story contains language and heavy descriptions of sexual themes. Do not read if you are under the age of 18. #1 in Western #1 in Arthur Morgan #1 in Dutch Van Der Linde #1 in RDR2 #3 in John Marston #3 in Outlaws Although this story does not follow the story provided in the original game, there may be spoilers. Read at your own risk!! **All characters are from Rockstars Red Dead Redemption 2 and DO NOT belong to me** **All images used are not mine and credit goes to original creators**

When Simon returns home from deployment, the blaring TV next door is gone-replaced by the scent of warm bread and soft humming through the walls. You've just moved in: a bright, charming baker chasing your dream with a new shop down the street. He's guarded and quiet. You're sunshine and sugar. What begins with cinnamon rolls at the door slowly turns into late-night chats, quiet confessions, and something neither of you expected: comfort, healing... and the kind of slow-burning love that sneaks up on you. All stories are written by me and then edited in Grammarly for phrasing, spelling, structure, and polishing. This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

SFW ONLY NOTICE: weaponised has been moved to it's own book DETAILED CONTENTS: DROWSY- soldier!reader x lt ghost, fluff, sleeping together, short drabble, romantic/platonic 700 words LOVING MASSAGES - established relationship, drabble, fluff, romance 1.3k HOMEBODY - roommate! reader, platonic/romantic, fluff, silly, 1.1k DREAMS OF HIM-- awkward, soldier! reader, teasing, fluff, cuddles, short SIMONS REACTION -- Ghost reacts to your dreams of him, req from tumblr GHOST DREAMS OF YOU-- fluff, humour, silly and sweet, 1.7k words NOCTURNAL ACTIVITIES - owl hybrid! reader, crack and fluff, DRABBLE HORNETS WASPS AND CUDDLING.. - paranoia, anxiety, fluff, hurt/comfort FALLING FOR YOU -protective!ghost, mild arguing, fluff, sharing feelings A LIGHT THAT NEVER GOES OUT - attachment disorders, anxiety, hyperventilating, comfort, hugs TICKING TIME BOMB -visual impairment, recovering from injuries, small feelings talk, dissociation, slight ? body dysmorphia (a little bit) and hugs comfort obvs ANON REQUEST: JAZZ SINGER READER -fluff,romance, humour WEAPONISED (SUPER SOLDIER READER) - angst no comfort IN THE WATER -thalassophobia (fear of water), comfort, fluff, FAILURE -puppyhybrid!reader, reassurance, fluff, handler ghost OVERSTIMULATED READER -SFW. Reader is sensitive to noise and light, ghost and the team help her

And finally, through the first snowflakes that started tumbling through the harsh wind, I spotted two silhouettes. Clad in thick winter coats, guns strapped to their backs. Each step filled with grim determination as they waded through the knee-high snow towards us. They stopped a few feet away. The taller man's eyes met mine. He carried himself with silent confidence, evident in the expression on his weathered, undeniably handsome face. Sky-blue eyes framed by thick brows, chapped, full lips, a crooked nose. An association lingered in the back of my head, but I couldn't quite grasp it, until I asked: „Who are you?" {-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-} Oh, the hatred that she holds for Dutch van der Linde. While running with the O'Driscolls for over ten years, this man had been the bane of her existence. Now, three years after leaving the gang, she gets lost up in the Grizzlies on the run from the bounty on her head. When she saves one of Van der Linde's men from a wolf attack and gets taken in by them as an ally, she has to face that hatred again. And then there's also Arthur Morgan, Dutch's right hand man, who won't let her forget either that they were enemies once. ❗️Currently undergoing heavy editing❗️ This story is a reader insert, but I avoid uses of (Y/n) as much as I can. Enjoy!

You own a saloon in a town you wish to leave for good. One day, a group of outlaws decides to settle nearby. You decide to use them to your advantage to get out. Driven by his greed and the hunger for prestige, Dutch takes the deal you offer and puts his most trusted man, Arthur, up for your protection. However, even though Arthur seems like a fine fella, he has issues of his own and a lifestyle he can't seem to shake off.

COMPLETE When Arthur met Rosemary at the young age of 25, he was pretty much a goner. It seemed Arthur had a thing for kindly little women. Maybe because deep down all he really wanted was an honest life on a ranch, with a lady he could worship and provide for like a real man should. And in his short time with Rosemary he allowed himself to play make believe that that could ever happen. But like most good things in Arthur's life - that came to a crashing end when Dutch uplifted the gang from that town to move on again. But people from the past always have a way of showing up when you least expect it.

"It is widely accepted that the supernatural's existence is unfathomable, and those that believe in it are simply mad." ♰ Jezebel Barker was a young, innocent girl who resided in the English moors her entire life. She was a provider, a good girl, when it came to her three siblings. She was a Christian, devoted herself to her family's practice and went to church each Sunday. The dark, windy, overgrown moors were her home. She loved it there. She spent most her time with her father, Damien Barker, reading historical novels and discussing the political climate. But when her entire family comes down with a deadly sickness and passes away, Jezebel is left behind with her father. They travel to the Riley Castle prompted by an invitation from the owner himself, and Jezebel finds herself beholding a gothic, chilling, and enigmatic fortress she is not certain she wants to reside in. Alas, she has no other choice, and enters the castle's depths alongside her father to meet some strange individuals indeed. A tale of mystery, secrets, and supernatural phenomena dwells between the words of "Castle," and haunts the reader to the very end. ♰ [1st Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] ♰ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ♰ Began: July 6, 2023 Completed:October 22, 2023 Written during age(s): 15 yrs, 16 yrs Full Word Count: 71k ♰ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty