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[southernlynxx]

Assumptions of Affection

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete

Fandom: RDR2

Pairings/Characters: Arthur  Morgan/John Marston. Arthur Morgan, John Marston, Abigail Roberts, Tilly Jackson, Mary-Beth Gaskill.

Canon/AU: Canon-divergent

Summary: It’s Valentine’s day, and on top of not knowing what they’re meant to get each other, Arthur drags John out on a job.  

Warnings: N/A

——  My Valentine gift for @yeehawpurgatory for the Valentine Exchange ran by @rdrevents! I really hope you like how this fic turned out; it ended up a bit longer than anticipated!

Assumptions of Affection: [AO3]

[arthurmargon]

— tag game; which character are you quiz

i was tagged by the lovely @annasinterests to do this quiz and not gonna lie i was apprehensive bc i thought i wouldn’t know any of the characters, but i actually do!! i’ve only seen the first season of lost so idk if claire turns out to be a complete freak but i loved her in that season and i do see the similarities between us 😭

having luna lovegood and hilda spellman in the top 15 is so funny fr bc the entire time i watched caos i was like yeah i’n extremely hilda and luna’s just a vibe, we’re both haunted and reserved and possibly insane ☺️ sadly i recognize barely a handful of the top 100 characters that’s so tragic 😭 but i hope anyone who sees this and wants to do it enjoys the quiz!!

i don’t have many mutuals on this blog unfortunately bc i’ve barely posted any original content 😭 so i apologize in advance if i tag you in this and you’re like who the hell is this why is she writing so much 🧍🏽‍♀️i’ll just tag friends and ppl whose blogs i really like :’)

@t-lostinworlds @queer-sadie-adler @yeehawpurgatory @flugames @hollandweather @userholland @immajustvibehere @outlaw-apologist @kieropal @dmumt @92506 @criedforlove @abunnycotton @brccoli @aurora-basin @photo1030 @covvpoke @margowritesthings @12timetraveler

[sweet-by-and-by]

Full of Cheer - Arthur Morgan x John Marston

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summary: John finds Arthur’s festive spirit a little lacking as he struggles to move on from the past. 

A gift for @yeehawpurgatory for the @rdrevents 2022 Secret Winter Exchange

pairing: Arthur Morgan x John Marston

a/n: For those whose Christmases are a little harder some years ❤️ Happy Holidays everyone

1907 was gone as quickly as it had come, and Christmas was in full swing at the Marston’s.

The moon hung high over Beecher's Hope, its residents blissfully unaware of the night chill. A fire roared in the stone hearth, filling the teeming ranch house with a warmth that matched their festive spirit.

Smiles were shared all around, faces warm with drink in celebration of the folk that gathered. It was a long journey for Charles and Sadie both, coming from opposite ends of the country to spend the holidays at the little homestead.

Laughter swelled again at a wry quip from Charles, sending Uncle into a fit of defensiveness that only made everyone laugh harder. Chairs had been dragged in from the living room, wooden legs scraping against the floorboards as they took their seats at the feast Abigail had prepared for them.

The sounds poured out of the house merrily, falling on deaf ears of the resident that sat alone on the big wooden porch.

A star-filled sky stared down at him; great luminous bulbs against the inky-black night. The wooden chair creaked as Arthur leaned back, taking a long drag off the cigarette that rested between his lips. The cherry glowed bright, just as bright as the stars, smoke filled his lungs. Pulled at the edges that never felt quite right after his illness.

His gaze fell to survey the ranch, searching for any signs of trouble hiding beneath the cover of dark. Not that he’d find any. But the spot on the porch, his preferred scout location, offered a sense of comfort that relieved the fears long embedded in the back of his mind.

Old habits die hard, he supposed.

The quiet of the night was interrupted by the sound of the front door squeaking hinges. Heavy boots thudded across the wooden porch, their occupant given away by a stride that Arthur would recognize until his last breath.

“John,” he greeted gruffly. The man nodded as he settled into the seat by Arthur’s side.

Arthur reached into his chest pocket to grab another cigarette, holding the tip to his own before passing it over wordlessly.

“Doctor says you ain’t supposed to smoke these things no more,” John chided pointlessly, his fingertips brushing against Arthur’s as he took the offered smoke.

The older man scoffed, returning his gaze up toward that big, dark sky. “Already gotten more time than I should have, no use getting greedy,” he huffed.

They fell into silence, nothing but the burning of paper and howl of coyotes in the distance, yelps that reminded the world they were there.

“Been out here a while,” John finally said. “Got Abigail all worried.”

Arthur only grunted in response, offering no explanation. His gaze was pointedly fixed as he continued to scan the horizon.

“Been out here the last couple of nights too,” John tried again. “Everyone’s sittin’ down to eat. Abigail’s got a plate set out for you.”

“Yeah, well I ain’t been much company as of late,” Arthur relented. He grabbed his hat from its place on his knee and placed it atop his head. Rising to his feet, he kicked at John’s boot where it rested on the wooden porch. “C’mon,” he motioned. “Let’s check fences.”

John held back his protest that they’d checked fences hours before and lifted himself out of his chair. Arthur grabbed the repeater leaned against the railing and the two men started towards the front gate.

The horses nickered as they passed the stables, tempting Arthur to abandon his chore and take solace in the privacy of the barn. Should have known better than to stay close to the house, where prying eyes could linger on him. He tossed a longing glance at his mount, the desire to tack up and ride away without a word of explanation making his fingers twitch.

 Pushing those thoughts away with a frown, he returned his attention to the task at hand. They worked in darkness, both aware of the futility of the job. But neither brought it to the other’s attention, walking the perimeter under the guise of purpose. 

When they’d put some distance between themselves and the house, Arthur broke the weighted silence.

“I ain’t trying to worry Abigail,” he said roughly. “I just…ain’t trying to ruin everyone’s Christmas spirit.”

John listened patiently, keeping his stare on the fence line as he waited for Arthur to continue.

“Christmas…it’s not like it used to be when we were kids. Nothin’ seems ‘merry and bright’ anymore. Not after everything that happened. I…,” he paused. “I miss them.”

John let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding, nodding solemnly. “I understand,” he said. “I miss them too.”

“D’you remember that year Hosea sent Dutch and I out to get a tree? Said it was important that camp had a big ol’ tree to decorate for you and Tilly.”

“Sure,” John answered. “Bessie adored it. Looked just like the Christmas cards, she said.”

“Right,” Arthur smiled. “‘Cept Dutch didn’t quite tell the whole story that night. We’d been looking for hours for the perfect damn tree. Kept passing over some decent ones so that Dutch could find one that was just right. Couldn’t tell me what it’d look like when I asked, but he promised he’d know it when he saw it. So we kept looking and looking. Dragged those horses probably 15 miles trying to find the thing! 

“Eventually he found it, but it was right in front of some poor bastard’s house. ‘Course Dutch said he had plenty of fine trees and shouldn’t mind sharing. So we waited until they left and started cutting it down. Had it just about finished when the old coot comes flying out the front door, waving his shotgun around and just hollerin’! I’m half-stuck beneath a damn spruce tree while Dutch’s trying to spin some yarn so the fella don’t shoot us right then and there!”

Arthur’s laughter bubbled over as the story unfolded, the sound like music to John’s ears after so long without it.

“What the hell did he do?” he asked.

“He convinced him that we were sent out by the town’s orphanage to find the perfect tree. Said we were lookin’ to lift the children’s spirits or something like that. Even helped us load the thing out and sent us back on our way, damn near ready to anoint us saints!”

“Sounds like Dutch,” John laughed, his smile wide as he shook his head. “Never could figure out how he came up with that nonsense. How come I never heard that story?”

“Dutch asked me not to tell anyone,” Arthur admitted, scratching his chin through the greying hairs there. “We were so young, you remember how everyone used to worry.”

“All that seems so long ago,” John said somberly, his voice heavy.

“Sure does,” Arthur agreed. “A lifetime ago.”

A thousand memories flashed through their minds, the faces of loved ones lost dancing amongst the stars.

 “It ain’t just them I miss this time of year,” Arthur added, the lightness of the story not enough needed to lift the heaviness in his heart..

“I miss the rest of them too,” John agreed. “Susan, Javier. Hell, even Sean.”

“Eliza and Isaac,” Arthur added, his gaze far beyond the horizon.

John frowned, hesitant about his next words. “I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “Should’ve remembered.”

“Don’t be,” Arthur dismissed, ducking his face beneath the brim of his hat. “Weren’t your wrong to right. But God, some days I look at Jack and can’t help but think about him. He’d be damn near a man now, same as your boy’s coming to be…Watching the two of you work this ranch together fills my head with all kinds of foolish dreams. Hell, I should’ve buried those next to them long ago.”

John knew there wasn’t much he could say that would bring Arthur peace. Arthur would never allow those wounds to heal; keeping them open as some kind of penance for the sins he believed he’d committed. Instead, John closed the distance between them and raised his hand to grip Arthur’s shoulder.

“Dreams ain’t foolish, even if an old fool’s the one dreaming ‘em. Just because you ain’t in the dirt with him, don’t mean you can’t dream for him. Do them things for him. You live, you work this land with us. You carry him with you so he works it too.”

Arthur took in a shaky breath, placing his hand on top of John’s and squeezing tightly. Their fingers interlaced, the feeling of scarred knuckles against rough calluses keeping him grounded.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

“‘Course. Now come up to the house before Abigail drags you up there herself. Not sure who I’d be more scared of barging out here; her or Sadie.”

“Aww, they mean well enough. Least they’ve got Uncle to pick on for now.” Arthur chuckled, slinging the rifle over his shoulder and starting back towards home. “Abigail cook up that charred beefsteak again?”

“She did,” John winced.

“Christ, I thought she’d forgotten how to do that to beef.”

“Cattle across America hoped she had,” John teased.

As their boots thumped back up the steps of the porch, Arthur glanced over his shoulder to take one last look out at the homestead. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, an honest one for the first time in days.

Their homestead.

[choco-1601]

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Honestly i cant lie at first glance i genuinely thought this was another morston hate confession or smth fhsjs

[blanche-elizabeth-devereaux]

Music tag game

I was tagged by @arthur-kilgore to put my Spotify playlist on shuffle and post the first 10 songs (except I don’t have Spotify so it’s just from my general music app :D)

Ghost - Ingrid Michaelson

Short Hair – Mulan OST

Here I Am – Bryan Adams

Eshveh – Bijan Mortazavi

Unholy – Sam Smith

My Boy – Elvie Shane

Hymn - Kesha

Booye Khoobe Gandom – Dariush

Sha Sanam – Sima Bina

Bird Song – Florence and the Machine

Tagging @lovely-outlaw, @strafethesesinners, @duxinteritio, @ethel-cyanide, @big-boah, @yeehawpurgatory, @sapphicwitchstudio and anybody else who thinks it would be fun!!

[woodland-roaming]

I was tagged by @yeehawpurgatory

I'm tagging anyone who sees this and wants to answer. No pressure.

Last song: Pretty much any Ghost band song. Mainly Mary on a cross as it's the most popular one to hear on TikTok and I really like the song in general.

Currently watching: Slasher movies, and anything horror related. I've been on a kick to watch horror mainly cause there are so many movies I've never seen. Most of them I can laugh at because of the acting.

Currently reading: Nothing. Not that I don't want to but more of an I don't have the energy. If that makes sense. I'm not sure what to read that will hold my interest as well.

Current obsession: Red dead redemption. I never played the first game when it was originally released so imagine how happy I was to get it on my ps4 a few days ago.

[wilchur]

Tag some friends you’d like to get to know better!

Tagged by: @sushisocks

Last song: Soldier Side by System Of A Down (been playing it on loop for the past week lol)

Currently watching: I'm in that era agian where hearing people speak is like nails on a chalkboard to me, but whenever I feel like it I catch up with What We Do In The Shadows episodes (🤝). I'm really not a watching guy, unless you count the video essays I put in the background while I work sometimes. Or the occasional Cold Ones vid I put on while I eat (against my better judgement).

Currently reading: Working my way through A Sinful Mercy by Kichi on ao3 does that count? It's an absolutely massive fic and it's written So Well, but when it comes to things that don't read like a 12yo wrote them, I am legitimately illiterate so I'm probably still gonna be reading it in a years time lol I don't really read books for that exact reason. The only thing that can help me overcome my brain's shortcomings in that regard is having a massive hyperfixation on a ship, then I can devour novels in a single day. I've been trying to finish La Belle Sauvage by Philip Pullman for like... 3 years now? rip

Current obsession: Red Dead 😂 I think that's pretty clear ahah Though I've been channelling that brainrot into OC stuff for the most part lately, which I've been really annoying about so you probably know that... I am a real one-thing-at-a-time person so that's mostly it 😅

Tagging: @yeehawpurgatory @cherriiramen @americanoleander @sstrawbaby @blanche-elizabeth-devereaux (hope you guys don't mind the tag 🥺😭)

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[evelynmiller]

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[ethuilgreen]

Follow my sideblog for rdr postings <3 looking for pals :)@yeehawpurgatory

[choco-1601]

what do you think of john/bonnie macfarlane 🥺💜 you don't have to like them AT ALL but they're like my second in command right behind morston 😭😭

Well I never thought about bonnie and john until @yeehawpurgatory talked about it and now I see the appeal. They're so cute tgttt !!

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Ty for asking 💕

[woodland-roaming]

Was tagged by @yeehawpurgatory 10 songs 10 mutuals.

I'll post 10 songs from my playlist labeled drive music. It's also a playlist that helps me write. No pressure, but if anyone wants to do this, go for it.

1. Unshaken ( D'Angelo / rdr2 cover) - Christian Larsson

2. In the dark of the night (Anastasia cover) - Jonathan Young

3. Sweet Dreams (Beyonce cover) - Georgie Mason

4. Titanium (David Guetta ft. Sia cover) - Madilyn Bailey

5. Mary on a cross - Ghost

6. Baby one more time (Britney Spears cover) - Jack Black

7. Weightless - Natasha Bedingfield

8. Levitating- Dua Lipa

9. Derezzed - Daft Punk

10. Gangsters paradise 8bit version (Coolio tribute) - 8 bit universe

[woodland-roaming]

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Thank you! 🙂

[sweet-by-and-by]

Image Credit | Updated 12/22/22 | Find me on AO3

Warm Ups Collection:

Wearied So, The Hanging Tree, Sin and Smoke, That Coal is Gonna Bury You🔞, Home, Gummy Worm

Arthur x Reader:

On the Blue Side of the Mountain (Masterlist)

After a narrow escape from the downfall of the Van Der Linde gang, you and Arthur have lived comfortably on your mountainside homestead for years. Away from any Pinkertons, Cornwalls, and O’Driscolls, you’re finally safe. All you can do now is try to find peace and hope that the shadows of your past don’t catch up with you.

Tobacco and Sweet Tea

In the peak of summer’s heat, you can’t help but find yourself irritable. Luckily, Arthur thinks he has a way to cheer you right up.

Give Me What I Need

NSFW 🔞. Arthur finally makes it home after a stagecoach robbery scouted by Uncle goes horrifically sideways. You have just the thing to set his sour mood right.

Morston:

If It Makes You Stay

In a fit of dumb luck, a troubled John Marston meets Arthur Morgan; lead hand and trusted son of the Van Der Linde Ranch. But the timing might just be fate. Together they work to give John another shot at a life he’s only wasted so far.

A Modern!Morston AU for the Red Dead Redemption Reverse Bang

Heart on Your Sleeve

Arthur spent 20 years working his ass off to become the top artist at Van Der Linde Ink, the high-end traditional shop founded by Dutch Van Der Linde and Hosea Matthews. Who does John think he is, showing up with his ignorant style and calling it art? A modern tattoo shop! AU

Christmas for Outlaws

When a job gone wrong lands Arthur in some small-town Sheriff's crosshairs, it looks like this Christmas Eve will be his last. Unless John has something to say about it.

My gift for rangerdanger985 as part of the 2021 Secret Winter Exchange

Full of Cheer

John finds Arthur’s festive spirit a little lacking as he struggles to move on from the past. 

A gift for yeehawpurgatory for the rdrevents 2022 Secret Winter Exchange

Charthur:

Sunshine, Daisies, and a Sawed-off Shotgun

Arthur's been here for days, hoping against logic for some sign of rescue. His knight with a sawed-off is just around the corner. My take on Blessed are the Peacemakers for Charthur Exchange Week

Sadithur:

Fun and Games

Sadie and Arthur take to the woods to try and kill some time at Clemens Point. A little competition never hurt anyone, right?

Things Unsaid

Arthur Morgan and Sadie Adler have danced around each other since she joined them on that snowy night in Colter. As Sadie comes into her own, there are plenty of things left unsaid. An excruciatingly late entry for Sadithur Week on Tumblr.

A Tearful Farewell

A quick snip in response to a Maynard Dixon painting.

Shutter

Quick snip inspired by whatnowfriend and their photo of Arthur.

Misc:

On My Own

Making his way across the West after his father’s hanging, a young Arthur gets himself into more trouble than he's ready for.

Exit, Pursued by Consequences

John knows he’s not supposed to bring anything else back to camp, but when he finds it all alone in the wilderness he knows has no choice. Hosea and Dutch be damned. No ship, young VDL Gang.

You Will Always Be Fond of Me

Arthur, Dutch, and John take on a stage robbery to bring in some cash for the gang. Entry for the first round of Saturday’s Red Dead Rodeo. No ship.

And to All a Good Night

Arthur has never been one to get excited about Christmas. Sean decides that this year, he'll help the old man find his Holiday spirit. So long as Arthur doesn't kill him first. No Ship.

Baptized in Your Name Arthur Morgan x Charlotte Balfour

The rugged stranger who found her at her lowest turns back up on Charlotte Balfour’s doorstep, offering help as she navigates her new life in the remote wilderness. Determined as hell, she lets him teach her a thing or two about guns, and finds herself offering her own help in turn. But as questions of his past bubble to the surface, will she find the man she believes him to be, or will she learn of a darker side?

First Kiss Tilly Jackson x MaryBeth Gaskill

Rarepair Week Day 1. Mary-Beth is forever nose-deep in a romance novel, daydreaming of knights and lords and ladies in kind. Tilly is determined to help her see the story that’s right in front of her.

Darkness Arthur Morgan x Josiah Trelawney

Rarepair Week Day 3. Josiah and Arthur run into some trouble on a night out in Saint Denis- but they always have each other to help pick themselves back up.

Requests are always welcome, and comments/kudos/likes/reblogs are always appreciated! Thank you for reading, I love you all 💕