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freakclique · 1 year ago

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Details that I've noticed about Arthur Morgan-

-He, for the most part, despises male touch, especially if it's overly affectionate. He gets tense anytime a man hugs him and wants it to be over as quick as possible (Jamie, Mickey) and he looks visibly offended when Professor Bell touches him. He even sometimes gets annoyed when Dutch touches him on his shoulder, someone who he considers a father figure.

-On the flip side, he does not mind female touch at all. He even initiates it sometimes (Tilly, the girl at Beaver Hollow). Now one could argue that they were high stress situations, but if Tilly was a dude, he would've just set her free, make a snide remark, give her a gun, and then he'd expect her to help him with the fighting. He is completely cool with the nun giving him a hug and doesn't get offended when Mary Beth touches his hand in their therapy session.

- He seems to be pretty well read. He knows Shakespeare, with Romeo and Juliet, and Icarus. He makes other literary references. This is probably due to Dutch. Dutch is clearly very well read and cultured. However, Arthur seems more interested in practical works like guides then philosophy and stories, given that the only book he has on his tent desk is a plant guide.

- He's great at remembering faces and less so on remembering names.

- He does have an amazing propensity to remember physical features, like how he is able to create amazing portraits of the people he meets without consistent reference. It's incredible and works back to the whole great at remembering faces thing. Same goes for animals.

- He is very curious. He is always touching things, looking at things, critiquing things, and trying to understand how they work.

- He generally refuses to be emotionally open with men and does it only with women- this could be due to the idea of the Cult of Domesticity. I've made a post about it before. Compare him speaking with the nun to Reverend Swanson. Compare him speaking to John about Dutch leaving him to him speaking to Sadie about Dutch leaving him.

- He is very connected or is fond of artistic people. He and Mary Beth talk about their journals. He is fond of Albert Mason's photography and helps him out. He is interested in Charles Chataney's artistic work, even if he doesn't like it or connect with it.

- Since a lot of camp members respond to Arthur's antagonizations with something like "not again" or "I knew I'd be next", it's safe to assume Arthur will go off on people from time to time, regardless if you play high or low honor.

- Does not have a fixed temperament. In some missions, he is more energetic and in others, he is more downtrodden. Very realistic and I fucking love it.

- Has direct eye content at all times- will look anyone in the eye and does not give a fuck. NPCs will look away from him if he stares at them.

- Gets mad when men don't behave like men, especially when it concerns women. He gets pissed at John for not stepping up and being a man to his family. He gets annoyed and even pissed off when asking why Beau couldn't have helped Penelope Braithwaite as she is his woman.

- Given how the camp falls to shit whenever Arthur isn't donating, we can safely conclude that Arthur is the most valuable member of that camp, bar maybe Hosea and Dutch.

- He is very reminiscent of the Dark Romantic, which is really interesting as a lot of times, it can be looked at as the middle ground between Romantacism and Realism, two ideologies that were very popular in the 19th century. I will make a full analysis regarding this later.

- Introverted, but not shy at all. In fact, he's very charismatic and is just as good as dealing with people as Dutch and Hosea (The Riverboat Mission) This 'dumb, mumbling' cowboy thing he's dumbed down to in the fandom is an insult to his character.

- He probably acted like a father figure to Jamie Gillis when he was still with Mary, given the fact that he taught him how to ride a horse. Will probably also make a full post about this later.

- Some people say that Arthur is around 5'10-11. Others say He's 6'0-3. Whatever his height actually is, he's still way taller than the average man during this time period, who was around 5'6. Now imagine that with muscles and armed to the teeth- fucking terrifying.

- Very sentimental. He keeps a photo of his supposedly no good Pa and wears his hat. He keeps a photo of his mother who he doesn't really remember at all. He keeps a photo of his dog, a horseshoe that probably belonged to a dead and beloved horse. He keeps a flower from his mother. Keeps a photo of Mary as well. If he had a photo of Isaac, he'd probably keep that too.

-Arthur died at 36 years old from Tuberculosis if you play high honor. The real gunslinger and outlaw Doc Holliday died at the same exact age and the same exact way.

- Genuinely doesn't give a fuck about movements, social issues, and cultural issues, but does care about individual people.

- I love him

- So fucking much

- 😃

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freakclique · 1 year ago

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Shadows of the Desert

plot summary Just a short blurb about Rango x reader

content 800 words, gender neutral reader, Y/N, fluff, hurt/comfort, G rated wholesome pining

tw Wild West shootout, i blatantly ignore canon

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The sun was setting over the arid landscape of Dirt, casting long shadows across the dusty streets. The town was buzzing with activity, but amidst the chaos, one figure stood out - Rango, the eccentric chameleon sheriff.

Y/N had always admired Rango from afar, their heart fluttering whenever he flashed them a charming smile or cracked a joke. But tonight, their admiration would turn into something deeper, something born from danger and the need for salvation.

As the shootout erupted in the heart of Dirt, Y/N found themselves caught in the crossfire, frozen in fear as bullets whizzed past. Panic surged through their veins, every instinct screaming for them to find cover. But before they could move, a shadow fell over them, and a familiar voice cut through the chaos.

"Y/N! Get down!" Rango's urgent shout snapped them out of their daze, and they dove to the ground just as another volley of bullets sprayed the air.

Heart pounding, Y/N looked up to see Rango standing over them, his eyes fierce with determination as he fired back at the attackers. Despite the danger, there was a sense of calm surrounding him, as if he was born to face the chaos head-on.

With each shot fired, Rango edged closer to Y/N, shielding them with his own body as he fought off their assailants. His presence was both a comfort and a revelation, igniting a spark of courage within Y/N's trembling heart.

When the gunfire finally ceased, Y/N found themselves trembling in Rango's arms, their breaths mingling in the stillness of the night. Relief flooded through them, grateful for his timely intervention and the warmth of his embrace.

"Are you alright, Y/N?" Rango's voice was soft, filled with concern as he gently brushed a stray strand of hair from their face.

Y/N nodded, unable to find the words to express the whirlwind of emotions coursing through them. In that moment, they felt a connection stronger than ever before, as if the chaos of the shootout had brought them closer together.

"Thank you, Rango," Y/N whispered, their voice barely a breath against the silence of the desert night.

Rango smiled, a mixture of pride and affection shining in his eyes as he helped Y/N to their feet. Together, they stood amidst the wreckage of the shootout, a silent testament to their newfound bond.

As the first light of dawn painted the horizon in hues of gold and amber, Y/N knew that they would never forget this night - the night Rango became their hero, their protector, and perhaps something more.

And as they walked side by side through the deserted streets of Dirt, the promise of a new day dawning in their hearts, Y/N couldn't help but wonder what adventures lay ahead for them in the wild frontier of the desert.

But one thing was certain - no matter what trials they faced, they would face them together, guided by the strength of their love and the unbreakable bond that had been forged amidst the shadows of the desert.

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