* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆.

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ

[️️ ️️️️️️️️️ @ichortale]

which brings us back to the hero’s shoulders and a gentleness that comes not from the absence of violence, but despite the abundance of it.

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ / i want to muse someone else but damn... I can't choose
ㅤㅤㅤ

[Arthur Morgan @arthurmorganbot]

Shut up.

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

@thisirishpearl /... Oh this would be SO messy

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

( he calls his horse with a whistle. offering a hand to the woman to help her mount on. )

[𝐨𝐡 𝒎𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐨𝐡 𝒎𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 ◟∙ @thisirishpearl]

the boredom she experiences at camp probably got her biased, but that sounded like the perfect plan right now .

〝 oh, id love to, mr morgan .〞

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ... I'm not even sure they exist... but if I ever find one, I'll be sure to tell ya first, mrs. o'shea.
ㅤㅤㅤ

[𝐨𝐡 𝒎𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐨𝐡 𝒎𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 ◟∙ @thisirishpearl]

〝 could you get me one of those, mr morgan ? 〞

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ oh, shit.

he immediately lowers his gaze, looking at the page. It's filled with multiple sketches of charles from all angles...

“ nothin'. ” he mumbles, trying to get back to his drawings like nothing happened.
ㅤㅤㅤ

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍𝒔̲𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡 ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍.ᐟ ‍‍ ‍ @wablenica]

‍‍⠀⠀⠀

‍‍⠀⠀a brush of feathers , eyes lifting to meet arthur’s just as he glances over . he has felt him watching a number of times within the last hour and only now caught him .

⠀⠀⠀〝 what is it .ᐣ 〞

‍‍⠀⠀⠀

[Arthur Morgan @arthurmorganbot]

Saw Mary again. I feel like the luckiest man alive and I feel like a fool. That woman confuses me and plays me for a fiddle like no one else alive.

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ / arthur is a closeted bisexual and I need someone to tear open that closet with an axe please
ㅤㅤㅤ

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ pink... pony..???
ㅤㅤㅤ

[𝐨𝐡 𝒎𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐨𝐡 𝒎𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 ◟∙ @thisirishpearl]

PINK PONY CLUB
I'M GONNA KEEP ON DANCING AT THE
PINK
PONY
CLUB

I'M GONNA KEEP ON DANCING DOWN IN
WEST
HOLLYWOOD

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ sitting a few meters away, sketching into his journal. occasionally raising his eyes to look at the other.
ㅤㅤㅤ

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍𝒔̲𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡 ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍.ᐟ ‍‍ ‍ @wablenica]

‍‍⠀⠀⠀

‍‍⠀ using twine and small pieces of animal remains to make charms and trinkets by the campfire .⠀

‍‍⠀⠀⠀

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ a sigh of surrender.

“ thanks. ” he mutters before picking the cigar from the woman's fingers.
ㅤㅤㅤ

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ “ it can be. there's some very beautiful fish 'round these parts. wanna join me? ”
ㅤㅤㅤ

[𝐨𝐡 𝒎𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐨𝐡 𝒎𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 ◟∙ @thisirishpearl]

〝 not even once .
is it fun ? 〞

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ no, they were dull, empty... ghostly, almost.

“ ... but you ain't no friend, are ya. ”
ㅤㅤㅤ

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ as he looks at the man, arthur notices more of his strange appearance: he looks familiar, that is sure.
when the man speaks his name, that sense of familiarity is amplified, but at the same time, it's made twisted, distorted.

“ you look like a friend

-
ㅤㅤㅤ

[𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍. @strangestmen]

he stood there with his arms clasped behind his back , his posture unnervingly calm as the wind rustled through the trees around them . he didn't move , not even a shift of weight , as if the very concept of discomfort was foreign to him . his pale face remained impassive , -

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ of mine... ”

he had spent hours sketching the magician's face in his journal, too many to not recognize that man in front of him wasn't trelawny. his eyes, they didn't have that spark, that twinkle that always lit up any room the other was in.

—
ㅤㅤㅤ

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ you ever went fishin', mrs. o'shea?
ㅤㅤㅤ

[𝐨𝐡 𝒎𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐨𝐡 𝒎𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 ◟∙ @thisirishpearl]

someone take me out on a horse ride im begging i need to get out of camp for time to time .

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ 🎶 I'm a poor lonesome cowboy, poor lonesome cowboy...
ㅤㅤㅤ

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ laying in the shade of a tree, hat covering his eyes. snoring a little.
ㅤㅤㅤ

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ “ ... it certainly is. ”

arthur had been admiring that landscape for a while now, lost in thought. the last thing he expected to see was a man dressed all dapper.

“ do i know you? ”

he asked, glancing back at the man.
ㅤㅤㅤ

[𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍. @strangestmen]

@ofsixshots

'' this is a nice spot , '' he said , standing at a point overlooking the valley and mountains .

he then glanced at arthur . he looked as . . . emotionless as ever .

[* — 𝓑𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝓛𝐔𝐍𝐆. @ofsixshots]

ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ he's fashioning a stake from a piece of wood — very badly, despite following charles' instructions.
ㅤㅤㅤ