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Nothing actually explicit per se. Some audio  gender neutral, but some are not. This I think is said to Molly and Mary-Beth. Maybe to people outside of camp.

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Molly is so heartbroken. She’s not even angry, just defeated. “Oh be quiet!”.  She’s right and Dutch’s cruelty towards her is just horrible. Wrote my thoughts here.

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RDR2 + reductress headlines part 2/?

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There’s something about Dutch being wet in his union suit early in the morning.

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Playing dress up with dads.

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Arthur Morgan + text posts

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                                     ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)    *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ 

|[ John || Dutch || Javier || Charles || Sean || Kieran ]|

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Listen, Charles. If it goes bad in there… you get yourself out. You got… more to lose.  No. Come on, don’t start talking like that.  I didn’t tell you before, but… I saw a doctor. It’s pretty bad, and it’s gonna get worse.  Oh, Arthur…

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lenny and arthur- *slappity slap slap slap*

lenny literally 3 seconds later - youre a good friend to me arthur 💕

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Dutch Vamp Der Linde 🩸

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i said i got it out of my system but one sad piano song later and im back on my bullshit

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pls pls pls do more daddy dutch x f reader spanking shit ur stuff is always 💦👌💯

Absolutely! Always a pleasure 👌

Donation box 🙏 (please buy me a coffee! I’d appreciate it so very much) 

Dutch van der Linde - Spanking Headcanons (female reader) 

You arch your back like a kitten, feeling his palm on the base of your spine. He hums through a smile, proud to be making you purr. 

His other hand rests under your globes, occasionally tapping his fingers across your skin, making you jiggle. 

He knows you’re wet already. You always are by the time he puts you over his knee, your clothes long forgotten on the floor though of course he stays fully put together and tailored to perfection. 

You managed to ruin his last pair of pants - and you still have the welts to show for it. 

“Mmff...Daddy...” 

Your voice is croaky with lust, heavy with your need for him, like you’re speaking underwater. 

You’d called him by that name earlier today, in front of several other gang members. It was uttered sarcastically, with a click of your tongue, after he’d asked you in no uncertain terms to stop lounging around with Sean and do something useful. 

“Yes Daddy.” 

You and he both knew you’d be paying for that later. 

He brings a large hand down with a sharp smack right in the centre of your right cheek. You squeal, your feet wiggling. 

Again, on the left. Then alternating back and forth, his hand wide enough to cover almost all of your rear. 

Heat builds, both stinging and delicious. 

You whine into the pillow that he placed under your head. Your core is aching, bursting for him like a ripe cherry. 

His strikes are unrelenting, harsh, dizzyingly so. 

You both know that they can probably hear you from outside the tent. It’s a normal night at camp - singing, drinking, talking around the fire. Even with Dutch’s gramophone playing, you cries and moans still carry through the thick night air. 

“Not so eager to say my name anymore, little one?” 

His tone is rife with condescension and you bite your lip to stop yourself from calling him something else. 

“Cat got your tongue? I think of a better use for it, for all of your pretty little mouth.” 

You grind into his lap, clawing for any kind of relief. 

He holds you down firmly, his fingernails digging into your soft flesh, landing a tirade of smacks onto your sit spots. 

“Fuck! Daddy!”

He squeezes your ass between each intense strike, leaving his handprint glowing on your skin. 

“I should wash your mouth out with soap, princess.” 

You whine again, balling your fists and wriggling helplessly in his lap. 

He sighs contentedly, parting your thighs for a brief second to dip his index finger into your wet centre. 

“Mmmm...” you whimper. 

He goes back to spanking you immediately, still without any remorse. 

“I want the whole camp to hear you say my name. You were so proud of it this afternoon, but now I’ve got you over my knee, spanking you like the little brat you are, suddenly it doesn’t seem so fun does it?” 

“Daddy...” 

“Louder, darling.” 

“I’m sorry, Daddy, I...ah!” 

More smacks, and his hand suddenly gripping a fistful of your hair, pulling your head upwards. 

“Please fuck me...please...fuck, please...” 

He slips his fingers back between your thighs and smears your slick juices across your ass, now crimson and throbbing under his touch. 

“Please what?”

You swallow the last of your pride. 

“Please, Daddy! Please, please, please...” 

He slows his pace down until he’s only patting you, before rolling you over and scooping you up so you’re curled into his lap. 

He wipes away the small tears that have dampened your face with his thumb and brushes the hair away from your forehead. 

“Your wish is my command.” 

He throws you back down on the bed, positioning himself on top of you now. 

Your punishment isn’t over yet, but god, this is your favourite part. 

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rdr1 hits weird new different places after realising john is basically just trying to be like big bro arthur. johns all 'hmmmmm what would arthur do????' and then does it

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warm night, warm pipe…

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RED DEAD REDEMPTION II  • scenery [49/?] — Midnight in the Meadow of Lupines 

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Very Important Gifs Of Arthur Morgan (26/?)