Rdr2 preferences and imagines

Reader socking micah

So, I found this particular topic on tumblr and I was smitten with it and I needed to write one with my main cowpokes.😤 I'd give credit and leave their page name but I closed the page.... my apologies. I Will admit though that Micah was a great villain. I think well written. Possibly cooking up something for Charles so stay tuned! Also enjoy gretel with her little tree💕
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John-
It was like any other day, the pair of you just came back from a successful job of robbing a stage coach that was loaded of precious jewelry and other such things. Placing it in the box by dutch's tent, you walked over to your usual spot by the fire next to John and talked enjoying each other's company in the quiet atmosphere. Or so it was. "Hey scar face, finally working huh?" We had just come down from the mountains and johns face was healing but that look in his eye said it all. Before he could turn around and spit back at Micah, I beat him to it and stood face to face with him. My fists were clenched and all it took was one swing to the face before he stumbled back on the cold muddy earth clutching his cheek. I breathed in and out before finding my spot again and John sat there amazed and yet unsure of how to react. "Thanks...babe." Was all that came from as he smiled and intertwined his hand with mine.

Arthur-
Sure Arthur despised him a significant amount, but not as much as you did. The hatred would radiate off of you as you watched him smugly walk across the camp picking on others. "Relax (y/n)." Arthur said. All I could do was huff in annoyance and listen to Arthur hoping my anger would fade. It couldn't, it didn't, and it sure as hell wanted to stay. The other members backed away as they saw my anger boil while watching Micah step closer and closer to Arthur and I. "What you want?" Arthur asked without looking at him. He just smiled and continued to stand in front of us, blocking the warmth that the fire radiated. "Why are you with a sad sour face like him?" Micah asked. The last straw finally snapped and without even thinking your fist clenched and swung him in the crotch. Arthur quickly took you away to cool off with that worried face he always made when something bad happened. "Are you crazy?" Arthur said. You couldn't help and it was bound to happen sooner or later. "You know I hate him and how he picks on you! He doesn't see what I see." Arthur just stood their looking down at you with a glint in his eye that sparkled. A smile rose to his face and he couldn't help but chuckle of how protective you were of him. The rat had it coming.

Javier-
"Hey javi, up for a game of dominos?" I asked as I placed the old dominos on the wooden table. "Coming amor," he said as he walked happily over to you. He sat down and patiently waited as you sorted out the dominos and pushed the rest to the side so there was room. "Hm, you first." He scanned the dominos carefully and placed one down with a 6 on one side and a 2 on the other. As I picked up the little rectangular shape a disruptive loud voice could be heard." Hey greaser."  I shook my head at javi as he picked up his knife. "Don't." I whispered. He put  the knife away with an agitated look and Micah stood next to me, reeking  of stench and booze. "Rat." I muttered out bitterly. He crouched down next to me and looked at me, getting closer and closer. "Now princess.." I took my chance and ran my hand in his hair, gripping it and smashing his head on the table before tossing him to the floor. "Don't you ever dare call him a greaser and I ain't your damn princess." I snapped. Javi took my hand and escorted me away while hiding a smile on his face.

Sean-
"what do you think? Green or blue dress?" Sean thought for a moment before he pointed at the green one. Of course.  "I'd think you look better with green on. To match me of course." He said chuckling before taking a sip of his opened rum bottle. I gently pushed him out of the tent before quickly changing into the dark green dress and black boots that I've been dying to wear. I grabbed my black shawl and stepped out of the tent, jointing Sean and the gang around the fire. "Aye well look at chu. Aw pretty like." He said pulling me into his lap. His fingers slowly crawled up my back and played gently with my hair that was for the moment down.  "Jesus woman. What the hell are you wearing? Obviously not working material." Looking over, I saw Micah hunched over while sitting on a box looking at me with those lifeless beady eyes. Lips dried, eyes dark and unrested, hair a mess from being tossed around. "And look who the hell's talking!" Snapped Sean. "Sean..." I warned. "What? I ain't gonna let him talk to you like that." "Just relax." I said patting his chest gently. "Yeah Sean, relax and do as your woman-" but before Micah could finish I whipped my gun out and bashed him in the head. "That's me gurl!" Sean said happily squeezing me.

Dutch-
(Just realized I forgot Dutch, my apologies)
"Hm, I don't know Dutch." You said as you sat down on your shared bed looking at the maps. "Those two families...something ain't right. But, if it'll get us money then alright." Dutch knew you didn't really want to be involved but for the moment you had to so you you could scope around and see what's been found for on. "Having seconds thoughts there girly?" Your eye twitched as Micah strode up. Now, Dutch didn't like conflict in camp. He knew you didn't like him but it was starting to get way out of hand. "Are you not loyal to him?" Micah said as Dutch walked away to find Hosea and Arthur. Standing up slowly you breathed in and out and hooked him right in the jaw. He stumbled backwards holding his jaw as he looked at you with hatred. "Don't you ever put words in my mouth or assume something that isn't true!" You yelled as you walked away. Dutch immediately ran up to you asking if you were okay as he gently held your face in his hands. As you told him he nodded his head, almost in and angry like manner and said he'll get things "straightened" out with Micah. Nobody was gonna mess with his (s/o).