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johnpriceslamb · 4 months ago

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❤︎₊ ⊹ GASP ! OH NYO ! His partner ingested some weird looking mushrooms and has turned into a bunny-girl !

𝓑𝓔𝓕𝓞𝓡𝓔 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓟𝓡𝓞𝓒𝓔𝓔𝓓 ! ⋆ female ! reader ⋆ hyper-feminine ! reader ⋆ bunny girl ! reader ⋆ close proximity ⋆ reader is mentioned to be physically smaller than said chars ⋆ poorly google translates spanish >.> javi is SUPER FREAKY LOL ⋆ not proof read nor edited ⋆ wrd count/1.2k

arthur morgan . john marston . javier escuella . charles smith x fem ! reader (sep)

❤︎₊ ⊹ ARTHUR MORGAN

“..How.. How the hell did this even manage to happen?”

Your ears droop on your head at his incredulous tone, puffy bottom lip slightly jutting out as your nimble hands fiddle with the sleeve of your frilly dress. A bit of support would be nice considering the state you’re in right now. But hell, he didn’t even have much experience with rabbits other than knowing which part of their body was durable when hunting.

His frown softens immediately at your meekness. He can’t deny it, you were utterly cute with your long cotton ears and little fur-ball of a tail from behind. Not to say that you weren’t cute before, but to adorn features from a sweet animal made you look even.. more adorable.

He can’t help the audible sigh that emits out of his throat before tiredly spreading his arms out to you, “Oh c’mere, sweet thing. Come to papa.”

His vision is immediately engulfed with your pointy ears, and the urge to just pet you stands strong. The temptation grows much stronger when he looks behind your tiny shoulder and sees your teensy cottonball of a tail wiggling delightfully at his warm embrace. He lets out a breathed hitch when your cheek rubs against his chest with a needy sniff, andddd.. His hand goes right on top of your head and scratches your head before gently running his calloused fingers around those sensitive, fluffy ears of yours.

“Theres a good girl.” He drawls out with that southern tinge of his, rubbing his hand against your back in a comforting manner to ease out those nerves of yours. His eyes dart over towards a scarf of yours which was lying on the wooden oak table he had next to his cot. With a small idea in mind, he holds a firm hand on your back and grabs the scarf. Your teeny head squished between his chest.

He ties the pink fabric around your head, hiding your long ears from the vision, though he can’t help the slight disappointment.

“Oughta wear this ‘til this,” He gestures to the prominent features, “— Is gone. Know it ain’t the most comfortable, but y’gotta make do with what you have. Y’hear me, girl?”

You nod at your partners firm words, cuddling closer to him with a small sniff. You don’t notice the fondness in his hooded eyes, the slight tightness in his arms as he holds you close to him.

“…Real cute.” He mumbles lowly, toying with your tail.

“Wut?”

❤︎₊ ⊹ JOHN MARSTON

“Heh. This some sorta new getup among the younger generation?” He snorts, hands lazily fiddling with your fluffy ears as you sit next to him closely on the log, miserable.

“…Oh. Uh.” When he realises it is in fact real, his hand freezes.

“..I mean, well.. Y’know, ‘least it suits you.” He tries to reassure you, pulling you closer by draping an arm around your dainty shoulder and scooting you next to his lean figure. Your plump lip quivers, before leaning against him for comfort. His fingers still caress your lovely long ears with a low grunt. Despite his initial two seconds of shock, he’s rolling with it. You were still.. well, you. You didn’t seem sick or cursed, he’s been through enough chaos and mishaps to really.. care about it.

“You’re not helping.” You bluntly reply, only for him to snort and murmur out a sheepish apology.

You were really squishy-looking too. He doesn’t know how to explain it, but.. just the urge to.. fit you in his palm and squeeze you really blows up inside of him. He stares at you for a few seconds or so before pinching your cherub cheek.

“Hey!” You huff, trying to wiggle away. With your squirming, his arms immediately wrap around your small waist and pull you against him, not ever wanting to let you go. You settle down soon enough when you notice that he would not budge at all.

“Y’know what? I might just collar you ‘n’ feed you some lil baby carrots f’ your lil self,” He lets out a chuckle as he lets his imagination run wild, “Hell, maybe even a cage f’you to sleep in.” He lets out a raspy bark of laughter when your foot thumps the ground out of irritation from his cruel words. You’ve just turned into some helpless creature and this is the help you get?!

“You are so mean, y’know that?” You puff out your cheeks with a little hmph, crossing your arms in front of your chest before turning around and avoiding eye contact with your partner. In return, he peppers kisses on your chubby cheek, holding you oh-so tightly!

“‘m sorry, my sweets. Can’t help it, yer just so.. cute.” A right laughter escapes his lips when your foot thumps against his leg as a sign of anger. Oh, he’s gonna have a real fun time teasing and poking you.

❤︎₊ ⊹ JAVIER ESCUELLA

The smirk on his face says it all.

You almost want to smack that cheeky smile off his face, staring at him warily with beady eyes which glistened lightly from the tears you cried out when you realised your unfortunate situation. With a defiant humph, you cross your arms and look away from him. Your ears raise as a sign of anger.

He was smiling while you were in a grumpy mood!

“Awe, mi amor.” The smirk softens on his face when he realises how upset you were, gently pulling you into his warm arms before delicately rubbing your long fluffy ears, “No need to be upset. Just a.. mm.. little mishap, eh?”

“…mmm.” You could never stay that mad at him. You reluctantly cuddle against his body with a sniff, long ears drooping. His hand comes to lightly tug at your floofball of a tail, pinching and twirling the small tuff of fur potruding through the small hole you made in your lacy skirt. He lets out a low hum of thought, wondering how sensitive it was if he were to tug on it firmly. With his impulsive thoughts in mind, his calloused fingers intertwine through the soft fur and pulls it back just slightly, earning a sweet whine from your throat.

“Lo siento,” He lets out a breathy apology against your ear, watching it twitch at the sensitivity. He softly kisses the base of your rabbit features, a smile faintly etched on his face when he sees that little tuff of fur wiggling at the back in delight. Javier was a curious man, he couldn’t help but notice and explore, questioning and doing. When his question of how sensitive your features were is answered with a ‘very so’, twisted thoughts occur through his head. How would it feel to tug on her ears back, watching those doe eyes tear up from the delicacy of your furry ears, or to grab onto them like handle bars and—

He clears his throat, before a boyish smile is seen on his features. A hand comes down to clamp your behind to push you closer to his warm body.

“You know, rabbits do tend to breed all year round..” He murmurs into your ear, watching it flicker again with a little chuckle. You can see his eyes glance down below your upper-torso for a moment before looking back at you again. You’re pretty sure he was envisioning your little self swollen with kins. Your cheeks heat up at his flirty words, before puffing your cheeks out and raising your teeny hand to pinch his cheek.

He lets out a whine in response, “Ow, ow! Hey, I was just joking!”

“Your cuddling privileges are revoked.”

He lets out a gasp of offence, “How could you?”

❤︎₊ ⊹ CHARLES SMITH

“..Oh my.”

Were the words he first uttered when he saw your situation. Thankfully for you, he was probably one of the only members in the gang who knew a thing or two about rabbits and their natural instincts and habits.

He lifts a hand to his chin, rubbing it in contemplation as his dark eyes gaze down at your sweet little self multiple times to assess how serious this was.

“You’re not hurt are you?” He asks with a tone of concern. You shake your head meekly and you see his shoulders becoming less stiff at your answer. While you aren’t hurt physically, you just can’t help but feel.. embarrassed with your situation. He lets out a low hum, arms slowly crossing in front of his chest as he looks at you with a soft glare. An instinct to nurture you and take care of you.

“Hm.. Do you remember how this happened?”

“..I ate some mushrooms Pearson cut up f’ me and put in my soup,” You explained. He looks a bit taken aback when he realised just how strange it was to just magically get rabbit ears from eating mushrooms.

“…I see.” He responds, before lightly taking your hand in his to lead you somewhere to sit.

A few moments pass which indulged in traversing to a log, you watch his hand carefully peel a carrot with a knife. Your tail happily wiggles when he offers a slice to you, watching your nimble fingers take the thin peel of the carrot skin and nibble the peel with your two front teeth. A ghost of a smile is curved lightly as he watches you nibble the peel. It was really cute.

His eyes gaze at your bunny features before looking down again. He didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, thus pushing down the urge to pet you. He slices the long vegetable into many pieces, before offering you the circular shaped veggies. You happily take it from his hands and nibble it, not before you offered him a slice, to which he declined with a soft shake to his head.

“Not for me, dear. All for you.” He softly says, rubbing your head with a warm hand, avoiding your ears. He knew how sensitive those long pair of fluff could be. You look at him with glistening doe eyes before munching the little snacks he gave you.

He smiles fondly at his dearly beloved being fed. He has to admit, you were very cute.

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