#high honour arthur morgan

[arthurmorganlove]

Guard duty, Guthrie Farm, 1901 ☺️

[millesaniclaim]

little creek-river. visions

[drizzledrawings]

There’s a good man within you Arthur, but he is wrestling with a giant

[butterfrogmantis]

Whilst exploring the West I came across the most marvellous beast.

So fierce in stature, yet proud in nature.

There was a deep wisdom in his eyes, but a sadness too.

And somehow I felt we'd met before.

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Besties RDR2 BROKE me (positive)

And yet despite playing the entirety of the main game. Albert Mason remained my favourite stranger missions even though I did all of them by like ... chapter 3 or something it was really early.

Albert Mason and Arthur Morgan (c) Red Dead Redemption 2

[arthursfuckinghat]

Man today was not a good day to see a deer outside whilst being sick

[historical-paramedics]

My thoughts on honour in rdr2 is not that it decides whether Arthur is a good man or a bad man because I feel like that doesn't really exist there's just people. Who do good things and do bad things and are a weird mix of the things they've done and experienced.

And I think for Arthur it's not that his low honour is a bad man it's that he's decided he's a bad man and doesn't give himself the chance to be anything other than that. I feel like the conversations with sister calderón is really important in presenting this, because she points out to him that people are more complicated than 'good', 'bad' like how she herself used to do bad things but she certainly isn't a bad person.

This is the same for Arthur he's not bad in low honour or even good in high honour the difference is that in high honour through things like talking to sister calderón at the train station Arthur allows himself the opportunity to do good things but in low honour he already believes he doesn't deserve it/isn't worth the effort and so doesn't give himself the chance to try.

Feel like it also comes down to a lot of how Arthur sees himself, we already know he has absolutely no self esteem from the way he talks to himself in the mirror/his journal. So maybe low honour is just Arthur with worse self esteem and not believing himself capable of being anything other than 'big scary outlaw'.

But also something about how no matter the honour he isn't just 'big scary outlaw' no matter how you play him or wtvr because no matter the honour Charles says "you're not as tough and dense as that" so whatever the honour charthur rules. That's right this was a charthur post the whole time (I'm rapidly going more insane someone switch me off)

Idk this might be really obvious or I could be way off the mark this is just some unhinged rambles from my rdr rotten brain 👍

[strvberrydoll]

not my dad asking me to play the ‘arthur guy’ game together just so he could play poker and ride around on my horsey

[sky-is-the-limit]

If there's one thing RDR2 has taught me so far, it's that I love looting dead bodies, robbing trains and stealing horses?

I'm talking about a video game btw, please don't unfollow me.

[listerbirdloml]

the last thing my arthur had written in his journal on my most recent play through was “sometimes it pays to be kind” and i want to SOB

[ethel-cyanide]

how to be high honour arthur morgan: play the side quests :)

how to be low honour arthur morgan: literally murder every single fucking npc you come across. all of them. commit a genocide of every single person in america

[bornnraisedinsilenthill]

Just started Red Dead Redemption and I already:

• Called it Shawshank Redemption, because one of the main characters in there is called Red and the word redemption confuses me

• Accidentally shot a guy

• Reloaded to an old save because I shot another guy

• Lost hours of progress

• Shaved and bathed myself and fed my horse

• Accidentally road into a guy at breakneck speed, causing both of us to fly off our horses

• Got shot at by the guy I rode into

• Reloaded to an old save because the guy shot at me

• Lost hours of progress

• Did a cool trick with my horse

• Analysed a plant

All in all, I like it.

[anetherealpoetess]

finished the outlaw barbie game and have cried non-stop over arthur morgan ever since

[colourshot-draws]

i was listening to forever and a bit (mother mother) and it made me think about something that I often think about:

which is like...does Dutch ever think about Arthur in the period between leaving Arthur and John hunting him down in rdr1? Like I wonder if he ever thinks about his son's last words. Does "I gave you all I had" haunt him in those few moments where his insanity slips him all the way back around to sanity. Because while I don't think there's much of anything left to feel bad about what he did to Arthur in rdr1, I do think there must have been a point where he did think about it. 

I just wonder if before he fully loses himself to the slowly creeping madness that had started to consume his mind, he dreams about Arthur. Wondering if the deer that flee as he passes on horseback are a part of Arthur's soul. If the blue jays and birds watching him are what left of his son's spying eyes, judging him from beyond the grave. Constantly feeling hunted and haunted, running from the law and the very universe itself - able to feel the whole world breathing down his neck. Bearing it's weight on his shoulders, pushing against his collarbone, almost breaking with it's suffocating weight. Inescapable memories crushing his bones to dust, powder like the white snow covering the mountains he found himself hiding out in again with Micah.

Arthur's sickly face visiting him in dreams and in his waking moments, Dutch swears he can hear a harsh cough - hacking of a now long dead man. Whispers pull at him in dreamland until they're screams and shouts. Hoarse rasps, desperate pleas that Dutch listen to him, listen to his son. And then they leave, the crunch of his boots descending the mountain his son died on - waking from these dreams with a sudden start and tight chest. Unable to breathe for some reason - as if Arthur's memory was invading his lungs like a great smoke - a 'see how hard it is to breathe?' like sweet revenge.

Smoke like that only clears once Dutch's sanity does. Madness clouds his head like another veil, falling over his memories and mind until he doesn't think anymore. Not clearly at least. All that's left to think about is killing and running. Killing and running and killing and running and killing and running and forgetting why he was killing or running in the first place...

[kaphzzz]

[bluwu-draws]

Last ever Amazon post, bc today was my last shift, but Barbie and Arthur Morgan would absolutely be best friends and you cannot convince me otherwise

[messrmoonyy]

- Arthur Morgan hcs ( high honour vs low honour ) 18+

HH!Arthur Morgan x Fem!reader / LH!Arthur Morgan x Fem!Reader

Request- LOVE your writing, can we get a high honor vs low honor Arthur in bed? HAVE A LOVELY DAY :D

A/N- ty to the anon for requesting this, I’m in one of those ruts where I’m struggling to write one shots more than like a few sentences here and there or hating everything and restarting a million times lol. So a HC request was a nice way to get me writing without thinking too hard 😭💀. I will say I have never and could never play low honour. So if it’s inaccurate well… it’s fanfiction. This is basically soft vs rough Arthur lmao

Masterlist

Low honour

- He’s a slightly selfish lover. If he comes first then he doesn’t particularly care if you haven’t

- Likes to use his size to his advantage. Hes taller. Heavier. Wider. Likes when he can pin you down and put his weight on you, trapping you in place. Size kink goes crazy

- Which also leads into his love of choking. And hair pulling. He just likes to manhandle you , he likes that he’s so much bigger and can just like… toss you around a bit. He likes knowing he can wrap his hand around your throat and have your literal life in his hands, and you just willingly let him.

- Of course he’s far tougher and rougher. HH!Arthur will spend ages working you up and relaxing you and making you come in the most blissfully world shattering way. LH!Arthur just wants to see how many times he can make you finish before you pass out

- OR. If he’s feeling particularly dickish. He’ll just edge you. For hours. Days. Simply because he thinks it’s funny. And he’s a jerk.

- Prone bone is one of his favs. He can trap you in place, press your face into his pillow and go to town.

- lip biter. Absolutely will tug your bottom lip between his teeth mid make out

- Possessive. Likes leaving hickeys all over you. Especially where others can see them. And he doesn’t like you hiding them either. He wants people to know you’re his

- He’ll praise you but it’s usually pretty degrading too. Like think ‘ who’s my good lil whore, hm? ‘

- Loveeeessssssss You giving him head. Loves it. And will actively ask for it unlike HH!Arthur

- The sloppier the better, roughly fucking himself into your mouth until you gag and choke and urging you to keep going? Yeah he loves that shit. ‘ that’s it. Good girl choke on it ‘ ‘ you can do better than that princess ‘

- DARE I SAY IT. DARE I SAY LH!ARTHUR HAS A GUN KINK. CAUSE- cue my silent war flashbacks to that one Tess gun kink fic I wrote.

- Ass man. Will smack it and grab it every chance he gets. Whether it’s in the bedroom or not.

- Finishes on your face, tits,ass. Likes the look of it it fills some possessive desire inside him. Like he’s marking you.

- And he ain’t tryna get you pregnant

- he may be an absolute dick but he does give you some aftercare. He’s not the cuddly type. But he’ll help you clean up and kiss you, tell you you did a good job. He’ll always make sure you’re doing okay because he loves you

•High honour•

- Treats you like you’re delicate. Even if he knows you’re not. He’s tender. Gentle. He worships you. There is not a single inch of skin unkissed, caressed. Loved.

- He always wants you to come first. And multiple times too. But in a different way to LH!Arthur. He doesn’t want to overstimulate you he just wants to give. Hes such a giver. And he would happily spend an entire day with his head between his thighs if he could.

- Like. This man is a munch. He is. Argue with the wall. He is

- And he’s damn good at it. And thorough. Buries his damn face in you. And you’ve seen the size of his hands, those thick fingers of his make an appearance too. He knows your body well and can hit the perfect spot with practiced ease ‘ that’s it darlin, right there yeah?’

- He’s sloppy with it and he doesn’t care. If his beard isn’t glistening with you when he’s done then he didn’t do it right

- He likes missionary. So he can see your face and kiss you as much as he wants, he just loves to watch you. He likes to see the way he makes you feel, likes to watch the way your face twists and relaxes with the pleasure he gives you.

- Praise!!! So much praise!!!

- ‘Doin so fell f’me darlin takin me so well ‘ ‘ look so pretty like this ‘ ‘ eyes on me darlin, wanna see that pretty face when you come ‘

- Loves you playing/pulling his hair. Whether it’s when he’s got his head between your thighs or when he’s buried deep inside you and you’re desperately clawing at him. He loves it

- He’s a boobs typa guy. Loves to grab them and and suck on them, especially if you have your fingers running through his hair at the same time.

- He likes to finish inside despite the risk. But if not he’ll wait until the very last second and pull out, just spilling onto your stomach. He doesn’t wanna… defile you. You’re a precious creature worthy of being worshipped and desired, not treated like some cheap saloon girl.

- But deep down he wouldn’t even mind if you did get pregnant. He wants nothing more than to have a family with you one day.

- the sweetest aftercare. Cleans you up and helps you get dressed again. The act of dressing someone rather than undressing them is so intimate and he loves it.

- he’ll cuddle you and pet your hair, tell you how much he loves and adores you. How beautiful you are, how good you made him feel. He literally is a never ending fountain of praise.