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a sketch of my beautiful wife on our wedding day

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morston just hurts sooooo good if they never even fucked each other and the only bit of intimacy they’ve ever shared together is arthur locking eyes with john through the cut linen of dutch’s tent — john’s eyes are hollow, wet with tears and red with a young boy’s rage, his jaw is slack, bleeding strangled hymns, his darkly shining hair is splayed over the cot, forms a twisted halo around his skull — arthur feels sick, wants to gag, almost does, wants to run and he almost does that, too, but he can’t bear to leave john alone like this, wonders how many times he’s been alone like this — with dutch — and when dutch hunches forward to run his hand over john’s chest and grasp at his throat his wide frame shadows john, swallows him all up until arthur can only see dark shimmering eyes peering up at him over dutch’s shoulder, refusing to look away and it all makes him feel deathly ill, stomach twisting, the stench of rot in his nose and when john cries and cries and dutch groans, hitches himself flat to john and holds fast there, lips twitching into a smirk, heaving with pride, arthur trembles with anger — fists clenched at his sides, fingers twitching because he can’t decide whether he wants to beat dutch to a bloody mess of fractured bone and mush or fire into him until his body is so full of holes that’s it’s nearly shredded in half — but he just keeps watching and he hates himself for it, and when dutch finally lifts off the boy and moves across the tent and john stays there, torn and shivering, glistening with sweat and tears and perversion, warmth, not hate, not fear, fucking warmth returns to his eyes that never once strayed from arthur’s.

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I feel like more people should acknowledge hosea the individual and not always hosea in relation to dutch

I feel like that’s all the hosea content I see

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how’s it gonna be

when you don’t know me?

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micah smellllll

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“oh arthur” STFUUUUUUU

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His mango.

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BLAH BLAH BLAHHH

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mango farm

based on tags from @dieselocelot

voiceover by @hikamancer

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A father’s love for the dog at his heel.

OKAY i finished it. dutch with his boy who sleeps curled around his shoes… like a guard dog but if it was more pathetic than scary. i like the juxtaposition of this posing and im hoping i pulled it off ok.

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heaven

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Good boy, Arthur.

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🩷🩷🩷

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i’ll give you all i have to spend

and you’ll give nothing back to me

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Down, boy.

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ooh la la

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have you ever seen a broken man?