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imwall-e · 8 months

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Until we meet again : Chapter 1

Pairing : TB!Arthur Morgan x Reader

Warning : MAJOR SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN'T PLAY THE GAME, major character dea•th, tuberculosis, angst, (tell me if I forgot some), reader but external POV

A/N : I wrote this a few months ago and finally decided to post it. I'm really proud of this chapter, my best work so far (imo). I first wrote it in French and mostly used Deepl to translate the text, and even if I re-read it, they may be some mistake so don't hesitate to tell me! This is not beta read. This is my first work for the Red Dead fandom and I hope it's good. Consider liking, rebloging or commenting if you like my work (and feel comfortable with that of course).

The atmosphere of Beaver Hollow was already being felt long before we arrived at the new camp. The area was dark, damp, stinking. It was as if it were haunted. Cursed. As for the cave, it was a concentration of all that, only worse. Once home to a local gang nicknamed The Rejects of Murfree, it bore indelible traces of the horrors it had harbored. The smell outside was unbearable, but inside was a vision of dread. Blood was visible from floor to ceiling, pieces of decomposing corpses smeared all the way down to its entrails. Impossible to settle inside.

Where just a few weeks earlier the gang had been celebrating their exit from the snowy mountains, and everyone was ready to give their all to make a new place a comfortable place to live, now there was no laughter to be heard. Not a smile was to be seen on any of the faces. Only whispers, distrust, fear and death reigned.

And Arthur… his coughing fits were becoming more violent, and more frequent. His skin was pale, contrasting with the blue of his eyes, which betrayed his illness and fatigue.

Outlawed, hunted by the Pinkertons or opposing gangs like the O'Driscolls, he'd been shot at many times. And yet, he was dying of tuberculosis. A fucking disease. After all, he'd probably earned it with the life he was leading… had led. His punishment for beating up Mr Downes. A good man, always ready to help others even though he didn't have much.

Arthur, who'd never done anything right. Or so he thought, but she was always there to remind him otherwise. After Mary, after Eliza, he never thought he'd fall in love again. Then she'd come along, and offered him more than he thought he deserved.

Arthur had met her while hunting. She was wearing a long white dress. At first, he thought he saw an angel. Then their eyes met. He saw the fear in her eyes and decided to put down his bow. He introduced himself and she gradually seemed to calm down. After a few minutes' silence, she finally told him her name. Her voice trembled, but she'd asked for his help: she was supposed to be getting married that very day to a man she'd never met. But what she was looking for was freedom.

She wanted to travel. To discover. To live. And Arthur had offered her all that. For five years, they'd been happy together. Arthur had even proposed to her while they were still in Blackwater. But they'd kept it a secret until things got better.

Unfortunately, the moment never arrived.

Micah was a traitor. And Dutch had blindly followed him, going so far as to question the words of John and Arthur. He'd rather believe a dangerous madman than those he considered his own sons.

Arthur should have left after the Blackwater massacre. Hosea had tried to warn him when they'd all fled to Colter. Or he should have let Micah hang at Strawberry. If only he'd been willing to open his eyes to what Dutch had become. To his true nature. If only.

But it was too late now, and there was no point in dwelling on the past. Now he had t o protect those who remained. Tilly had already taken Jack to safety. Abigail was safe thanks to him and Sadie, and the two women had left to join Tilly. Mary-Beth and Karen had probably escaped too. She was the only one left. And he knew exactly where she'd be safe.

He helped his young fiancée onto her mare, then settled down behind her. He wanted to smell her hair while he still could. He wanted to hold her close. However, time was running out and lingering was a luxury they couldn't afford. The person he was looking for was passing through the Annesburg area, but they'd better get moving fast. He nudged the horse's flank to move it forward, and whistled for the stallion carrying the young woman's belongings to follow.

The journey wasn't long, but it went by faster than he would have liked. A dilapidated house appeared in the distance. Arthur had exchanged a few letters with the man who had taken an interest in his bleak landscape, a man he had helped not long ago. He was standing outside, setting up his camera. His gaze wandered to them, and he soon recognized Arthur.

"Mr. Morgan! I'm so happy to see you again! As you may have noticed, I've given up taking pictures of wildlife. I'm now content with the magnificent landscapes" exclaimed Albert, warmly greeting the man who had helped and saved him on numerous occasions. But his familiar enthusiasm soon disappeared when he saw the young woman's tears and Arthur's sickly pallor. "What's the matter?" he asked worriedly, abandoning his camera.

"Mr. Mason, I need you to…" but Arthur was interrupted by a coughing fit causing him to cough up blood as he stepped to the ground. "I'm dying and I'd like you to take care of my fiancée."

The young woman tried to smile at Albert, but knowing that the man she loved would soon be leaving her was too much to bear. It dashed all memories, all hopes of a better life with her cowboy.

"I'm sorry I haven't written to inform you, but recent events haven't given me the opportunity," Arthur resumed after helping his beloved off his horse.

The tears continued to roll silently down the cheeks of the woman who was to become Mrs Morgan. She was silent now, staring into space.

"Mr Morgan…", Albert didn't know what to say. This kind man, who had come to his aid so many times, was going to die. He could see the sadness in the lovers' eyes. And Albert saw only one way he could do something for them: "Don't worry, I'll take care of mademoiselle."

Arthur was relieved: she would be safe. She would live. He turned to her: she seemed no more than a ghost. But she had to fight. For him. For her. For them.

"I love you, Princess," he began, taking her in his arms. "More than you can imagine. I wish I'd said it more often. I regret so many things. But I promise we'll meet again. Not in this life, unfortunately, but in another. I'll find you again."

"We… we… we didn't even have time to get married," she managed to articulate between sobs, the crying resuming in earnest following Arthur's words.

"It wasn't our time. Now you must stay with Albert. Live, princess. Do it for me. I'll always watch over you, but promise me you won't let yourself die."

"I… I promise, Arthur."

That was all he needed to hear. He had to go now. He had unfinished business with Micah, but also with Dutch.

The sun was setting as he rested his forehead against hers. His way of kissing her for the last time, wanting to avoid her contracting tuberculosis too. He squeezed her hands and heard her whisper "I love you, Arthur".

He gently let go of her hands and she kept her eyes closed, not wishing to watch him go. To tell the truth, she was so focused on remembering his scent, his laugh, his voice, that she didn't even hear him mount his mare and gallop away.

When she opened her eyes again, the sky had darkened. A storm was approaching. Arthur was gone. Only Albert remained, looking after the stallion carrying the young woman's belongings. He knew she wouldn't move immediately, but it was time to go. He'd better get back to the cabin he'd rented before nightfall.

"Mademoiselle, I'm sorry but we must leave now. Tomorrow we'll go to Rhodes, my house is close to the city."

"Of course," was all she could reply, her gaze fixed on the mountains.

The journey to the cabin Albert had reserved was silent. The storm was roaring in the distance. She held back from joining Arthur. But she had to keep her promise.

Without Arthur, life would be difficult. Her heart would be broken forever, but she had to try. And one day, they would be reunited. She had to believe that.

The rain finally came, falling on her cheeks and mingling with her tears. She couldn't stop thinking about all those mornings she'd wake up alone. She couldn't accept that he wasn't coming back. Ever.

"Mademoiselle?" Albert's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "We've arrived. You should try to eat something and get some sleep." He didn't know what to do or say.

She followed him silently. Inside, she sat by the window, where she could see the mountains near Beaver Hollow. Soon, she closed her eyes, tears still flowing.

Her mind took her to a river in the middle of the woods. The light wind gently moved the leaves on the trees. She was wearing a long white dress. A branch cracked, startling her. But it was only Arthur, wearing the hat he always wore and the blue shirt she loved so much.

"You're beautiful," he said, and she threw her arms around his neck. "Dance with me?" Was there an answer other than "yes"?

And, each immersed in the other's gaze, they danced. Without stopping, they talked about their future: having a ranch, raising horses, starting a family. A quiet life away from traitors and the Pinkertons. Just them.

"I love you, Arthur."

"I love you too, princesses," he replied, kissing her tenderly. A deer passed by them. Then nothing.

When she opened her eyes again, she knew Arthur was gone.

It was nearly nine o'clock when Albert and the young woman began their journey to Rhodes.

"I think you'll like Rhodes very much, mademoiselle. It's much quieter and warmer since the Gray and Braithwaite families, two rival families, entered… well, since they left."

The young woman smiled at the mention. It brought back memories that were certainly recent, but seemed so long ago. But her smile vanished as quickly as it had appeared as she recalled Sean's death.

Then came Kieran's turn. Hosea. Lenny. Eagle Flies. John. And Arthur.

Sensing that she wouldn't talk any more than she had the day before, Albert decided to talk to her about anything and everything, in the hope of distracting her from the sadness that overwhelmed her, even if only for a few minutes.

"The landscape is also much brighter. Annesburg offers beautiful scenery, but it's a very dark, eerie area. Rhodes is nicer, warmer."

Albert was right: the further they got from Annesburg, the fresher the air seemed, the more colorful and welcoming the surroundings.

She glanced back one last time, to where Arthur had remained. Her heart sank. She felt she was abandoning him. But she had to stay strong.

Finally, Rhodes appeared before them as the sun tinted the sky orange, ready to give way to the moon.

"Miss, look!"

A majestic deer had stopped in the middle of the road, staring at them with its big dark eyes.

"It's the first time I've seen one approach like that. They're usually very frightened," Albert continued.

The deer approached the young woman and rested its muzzle against her leg. She gently touched its large antlers, then the animal moved away, disappearing among the trees.

"Goodbye, Arthur."

I hope you liked this first chapter!

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allzelemonz · 8 months

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Trustworthy: Arthur Morgan X Albert Mason

Fictober Prompt: Day 13, Cuckolding Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Smut, established relationship (Arthur/Albert), fluff, kink negotiation, domestic themes, soft sex, gentle sex, masturbation, exhibitionism, cuckolding, kisses, oral sex, blow jobs, anal fingering, anal sex, cuddling, fantasies come to life, top Charles and bottom Albert with viewing Arthur. Summary: Arthur finds himself thinking of a new dirty fantasy and he is lucky enough to have a sweetheart and friend that are willing to help him fulfill it.

When Arthur first met Albert he simply thought the man was a cute fool. And, yes, Arthur Morgan was smitten after the first few minutes of talking. Albert is such a sweet man, still a fool, but a kind one. When he kissed Albert for the first time, so scared that he almost died to a cliff, Arthur never wanted to let him go again. Which is why Albert promised Arthur he wouldn’t go out doing dangerous things without him and that his new sweetheart was always welcome at his little cabin.

And in all the time they’ve spent with each other since then, Arthur has never thought about this before.

He’s taken Albert into town, happy to spend time with him while Dutch doesn’t have need for his work horse. Albert is at home at this store, dedicated to photography, he even knows the clerk. And Arthur always thought he would hate anyone that looked at Albert the way this man does, but Arthur finds his mind wandering. Without really thinking, he pictures Albert laying beneath another man and making those noises he only ever does for Arthur. That should make him angry, it really should, that’s the normal response in Arthur’s head. But the thought of watching his dear Albert get taken by another man makes Arthur half-hard in his pants.

And that night when they lay together, Albert being as sweet as ever and making Arthur want to forget about that stupid fantasy, Arthur still can’t let it go. Worse yet, he lies awake with Albert curled up at his side, just thinking about if it would even be possible.

Could I even ask ‘em? Sweet Albert wouldn’t judge him too harshly, Arthur knows that the man likely couldn’t hurt a bee’s feelings if he swatted at it.

Would it make ‘em sweet on someone else? Arthur glances down at the sleeping man, so peaceful with his head on Arthur’s chest. He doesn’t think so, not Albert, he wouldn’t.

Who I even trust ta do it? Names run through his head and he scolds himself for even thinking about it. But then one name stands out, a man he trusts with his life and his family and… Charles. Charles would treat Albert right, Arthur knows that in his heart.

Then he makes his mind quiet, focusing on Albert beside him, shifting to lay on his side and pull his sweetheart close to his chest. He can’t actually want someone to touch Albert like that. It’s wrong, Arthur is his lover and Arthur is the only one that should be like that with him. And he certainly shouldn’t be getting hard over the thought of watching some other man fucking him.

But in the morning he still thinks about it. He watches Albert make breakfast, he offered help but Albert always insists that Arthur works far too much and that he’s happy to feed the man he cares for. So Arthur sits, watching the darling light of his life hum to himself and occasionally tell a story as he gets a nice warm breakfast together.

His mind is elsewhere. Instead of the sweet sight before him, Arthur flashes imagined scenes through his head that he nearly has to shake his head to banish. Charles kissing Albert, Albert on his knees for Arthur’s dearest friend, his mind even conjures what Albert’s voice may sound like as he moans Charles’s name.

“Arthur, sweetheart, are you alright?” Albert asks, concerned as he stands in front of Arthur with two plates of breakfast.

Arthur shakes his head, rubbing his eyes. “Sorry, darlin’. I was miles away.”

“So I could see.” Albert smiles, setting Arthur’s plate in front of him before settling at the table himself. “What is it that has you so far away?”

Arthur smiles at him, taking Albert’s hand in his and running his thumb over his knuckles. “It ain’t nothin’ ta worry yerself over, just some nonsense.”

“I always find myself worrying over you, Arthur.” Albert smiles. “Please, tell me.”

Arthur sighs, a heat rising in his face. “It ain’t the kinda thing ta be discussed over breakfast, darlin’.”

“Oh, please, Arthur, I’m not some-“

“Albert.” Arthur sighs, squeezing his sweetheart’s hand. “I’ll tell ya later, alright?”

Albert hums. “Fine, fine. I will be holding you to that, Mister Morgan.”

Arthur smiles as Albert takes his hand back to begin eating. For a moment he looks around, his eyes then landing on the table. Albert always gives him double servings, something about him never remembering to eat while he’s out being an outlaw. And Arthur isn’t one to complain.

When they settle by the lake that afternoon, Albert with his camera and Arthur with a nice, thick paper for drawing, they work in comfortable silence. Ever the smitten lover, Arthur finds himself drawing Albert rather than the nice scenery and his mind swims again with thought of watching Albert with another man.

“Weren’t you supposed to be sharing a few thoughts with me?” Albert calls, his focus still primarily on his camera.

“It ain’t nothin’, darlin’.” Arthur says quickly, the image of Charles kissing Albert flying from his mind.

“Come now, Arthur.” Albert sighs, leaving his camera to sit by Arthur. “We shouldn’t keep things from each other.”

“Suppose not.” Arthur mutters, setting his drawing aside. “It’s just… It’s an odd thought, is all.”

“I have quite odd thoughts all the time, dear.” Albert smiles. “Go on.”

Arthur sighs, taking Albert’s hand. “Ya know I love ya, darlin’?”

“What’s this about, Arthur? You’re worrying me.”

Arthur smiles. “Sorry, I don’t mean to.” He rubs his eyes, shaking his head with a small laugh. “I just, I can’t understand myself.”

“Then I’ll help you.”

Arthur’s smile widens. Albert is always perfectly sweet, too sweet for a man like Arthur. “I been thinkin’ ‘bout somethin’ I wanna do in bed…” He says meekly. “Ya don’t gotta say yes er nothin’, I just been… picturin’ it and I can’t stop.”

Albert blushes heavily, smiling to himself. “What sort of thing is it?”

“Well…” Arthur picks his words carefully in his head. “I… I sorta wanna see ya, ya know… uh, with another man…”

Albert’s cheeks flush darker, his hand grasping Arthur’s. “What… What do you mean, dear?”

Arthur sighs. “I just… I wanna watch ya with someone else… I don’t rightly know why, I just can’t stop thinkin’…”

“Oh, Arthur.” Albert leans forward to hug him, sensing Arthur uneasiness better than anyone in the world. “I… I suppose if you’d like to… maybe…”

“Ya don’t gotta, darlin’. It’s a dumb thought anyway.”

“No, no.” Albert says, moving to cup Arthur’s cheeks. “I am willing to try anything that might make you happy, my dear.”

And Arthur is sent on the path of actually making his fantasies happen. He ensures Albert is really comfortable with it, giving him around a hundred kisses in the process. Then he returns to camp. He idles over it for a while, trying to find a time to ask something so odd of his dear friend.

How the hell am I supposed to phrase it anyhow?

“Hey, Charles. Mind fuckin’ my sweetheart so I can watch like a creep?”

“Charles, you ever think ‘bout fuckin’ a man’s sweetheart while he watches ya?”

“I know we only known each other a few months, but I don’t rightly trust any other fool to…”

He runs his hand down his face, somewhat hating himself for wanting this despite all of Albert’s reassurances.

“Arthur.” Charles says, quiet but kind as he sits next to him by the scout fire. “You alright?”

Arthur’s cheeks heat up and he rubs his beard to attempt to hide it. “Just fine, Charles.”

Charles hums, turning his attention to the materials in his hands. Arthur begins to tap his foot nervously. He needs to get this out before he explodes.

“Can I ask ya somethin’, Charles?”

Charles puts his newly made arrow down. “Of course, Arthur.”

The nerves make Arthur’s chest tighten and it takes a few seconds for him to get the words out. “Ya like fellers, don’t ya?”

Charles looks away. “Sure.” He mumbles. “Why?”

“I…” Arthur huffs. “It’s strange, Charles.”

“That’s… fine, Arthur…”

Arthur feels unbelievably awkward. “I told ya ‘bout Albert, didn’t I?”

Charles nods.

“Well… we… more I been havin’ this thought…” Arthur takes a deep breath. “I wanna see him with another man an’ I don’t rightly trust anyone else ta do it.”

Arthur doesn’t look at his friend. Despite knowing that Charles is a kind man, and a quiet one, he’s nervous when silence surrounds them.

“What do you want me to do?”

Arthur’s heart nearly beats out of his chest. “Um… well… the standard, ya know, uh…”

“You want me to have sex with him?” Charles asks as if it’s nothing. “And you want to watch us?”

Arthur hides his face in his hands, nodding. “I-I ain’t gonna make ya, I shouldn’t a’ asked-“

“I’ll do it if you’re fine with it, Arthur.” Charles says. “I’ve been wanting to meet your sweetheart anyway.”

So Arthur is a blushing mess over the whole conversation that ensues. His heart pounds when they set out to Albert’s a few weeks later. And he can’t stop his fists from gripping tight at his pants as they all sit in Albert's living room to talk things through.

Albert is being sweet, as always. He made tea and some snacks with a smile on his face despite two outlaws sitting at his table. He gave Arthur a kiss when he sat down, seemingly not nervous at all. And he talks to Charles so easily, but his hand never leaves Arthur’s. He smiles back at him and only looks at him with loving eyes. Maybe this can work.

“I’m not overly picky, Arthur can tell you as much.” Albert chuckles, squeezing Arthur’s hand. “Perhaps I’m a bit sensitive…”

Arthur stares at Albert as he blushes. He has never been rough with Albert before, he wouldn’t dare with how kind the man is. But he nods, confirming the thought for Charles.

“I suppose I’ll be gentle then.” Charles smiles.

Albert nods. “Thank you.” He turns to Arthur, smiling at him with those sparkling eyes. “Is there, um… was there anything you wanted us to do, Arthur?”

Arthur swallows his nerves as his cheeks burn. He shuffles through all those images he thought up the past few weeks and tries to think if any of them are worth embarrassing himself over. “Just…” He looks at Albert. “Uh, look at me while it’s happenin’.”

Albert smiles, his face about as red as Arthur guesses his own must be. “O-Of course, dear.”

A few minutes later, Albert is leading them to his bedroom. He shows Arthur a chair, fussing over how he’s made it comfortable and gotten him some pomade for himself, blushing all the while. And with a few awkward words as they undress, Charles pulls Albert closer and kisses him. As Arthur sits and watches he knows he’s at least picked the right man for this. Charles handles Albert with so much care, knowing how much the man means to his friend. He has his hand cupping Albert’s face, the other on his waist, giving slow and soft kisses.

Before Arthur can think clearly at all, they’re on the bed. Charles lays over Albert, his hair swept to one side so Arthur still has a view of their kisses. He’s slotted between Albert’s legs, moving against him in slow grinding motion. Arthur’s heart nearly bursts when Albert tilts his head for Charles to kiss his neck, his eyes meeting Arthur’s. Albert’s lips are parted, his back arching to press himself against Charles, and it makes Arthur’s breath catch in his throat.

As Charles trails kisses down Albert’s body, Arthur finds himself fumbling at his pants. He has himself in hand by the time Charles is between Albert’s thighs. His mouth is wrapped snuggly around Albert’s dick and Charles moves slowly as Albert gasps and screws his eyes shut. Arthur squeezes himself, stifling a moan at the sight. Albert looks perfect under Charles and Arthur can’t help but to stroke himself.

When Charles slicks up his fingers and starts to prepare Albert, Arthur’s name slips from his sweetheart’s lips and he lulls his head to look at him. His hips move with Charles’s fingers, moaning for him, but keeping his focus on Arthur. It makes Arthur still his hand, too focused on the sight of his dear Albert like that.

Then when Charles actually starts fucking Albert, Arthur almost looses himself. Charles grips Albert’s hips, pushing himself inside and pulling out at a slow pace. He buries his face in Albert’s neck as he moves, his arms coming around to hold Albert close to him. Arthur’s hand picks up when Charles’s hips do, Albert even wrapping his legs around Charles’s waist like they have Arthur’s in the past. He watches, eyes struggling to decide what to watch, but when he feels himself getting close he settles on Albert’s face. His sweetheart watches him, his eyes nearly glassy from pleasure and little sweet noises escaping his mouth.

Albert releases first, gasping Arthur’s name and taking deep breaths before muttering Charles’s. Arthur follows soon after, his eyes screwing shut as he groans. A few moments later, Charles finishes inside of Albert after asking if it was alright and earning a nod from the other two men. Timidly, Charles leans down and gives Albert one last kiss as he removes himself. Albert tucks a bit of hair behind Charles’s ear as he returns the kiss and Arthur smiles fondly at the sight.

“The spare room is made up for you.” Albert says as Charles climbs off of him. “And you’re welcome to anything in the kitchen, dear, don’t be shy.”

Charles nods. “Thank you, Mister Mason.”

Before Charles leaves, Arthur stops him with a hand on his shoulder. They share a knowing look, a trusting one that reassures them both this wasn’t as weird as anyone thought. Then Arthur sheds a few layers of clothes and settles next to Albert in their bed with a few kisses and sweet words before slipping into a cuddly sleep.

#arthur morgan #albert mason #charles smith #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #arthur x albert #arthur morgan x albert mason #ship #ship fic #fictober #kinktober

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eomereadig · 5 months

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Tag Directory: Red Dead Redemption 2

Characters:

Pairings:

Arthur Morgan x Charles Smith | Sadie Adler x Abigail Roberts

Other Media:

Fanart

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silkfyre · 11 months

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W.I.D

The following content does not limit the type of requests I accept. If there is a topic or character that is not listed, but you wish to have included feel free to ask! If I’m ever uncomfortable with something I will simply deny the request.

HIGHLIGHTED names are my personal favorite characters.

WRITING

Fluff

Smut

Angst

Yandere

Violence

Dub-Con

Polyamory

OTHER

Fancasts

Writing Tips

Script Creation

Character Building

CHARACTERS

HORROR

The Boy

Brahms Heelshire

The Quarry

Abigail Blyg

Emma Mountebank

Jacob Custos

Laura Kearney

Max Brinley

Ryan Erzahler

Travis Hackett

The Lost Boys

David

Dwayne

Marko

Michael

Paul

House of Wax

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Thomas Hewitt (Leatherface)

Halloween

Michael Myers

Scream

Billy Loomis

Randy Meeks

Stu Macher

American Horror Story

James Patrick March

Jimmy Darling

Yellowjackets

Lottie Matthews

Misty Quigley

Natalie Scatorccio

Shauna Sadecki

Taissa Turner

Van Palmer

SCI-FI

The Boys

A-Train

Billy Butcher

Black Noir

Frenchie

Homelander

Hughie Campbell

Kimiko Miyashiro

Mother's Milk

Queen Maeve

Soldier Boy

Starlight

Detroit: Become Human

Chloe

Connor

Gavin Reed

Hank Anderson

Josh

Kara

Luther

Markus

North

Ralph

Rk600 (Sixty)

Rk900 (Nines)

Simon

Fallout

Fallout 4

Deacon

John Hancock

Nick Valentine

Paladin Danse

Piper Shaw

Preston Garvey

Robert MacCready

Fallout (series)

Aspirant Dane

Chet

Cooper Howard (The Ghoul)

Knight Maximus

Lucy MacLean

Norm MacLean

Alien vs Predator

coming soon!

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

The Walking Dead

Daryl Dixon

Eugene Porter

James Cameron’s Avatar

Eetu

Lyle Wainfleet

Mansk

Miles "Spider" Socorro

Miles Quaritch

Nor

So’lek

Teylan

Tsu’tey te Rongloa Ateyitan

SUPERNATURAL

TVD Verse

Bonnie Bennett

Caroline Forbes

Damon Salvatore

Elena Gilbert

Elijah Mikaelson

Finn Mikaelson

Jeremy Gilbert

Katherine Pierce

Kol Mikaelson

Niklaus Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Stefan Salvatore

FANTASY

Baldur’s Gate 3

Astarion Ancunín

Dammon

Gale Dekarios

Halsin

Karlach Cliffgate

Lae’zel

Raphael

Rolan

Shadowheart

Wyll Ravengard

Zevlor

REALISM

Red Dead Redemption II

Albert Mason

Arthur Morgan

Charles Smith

Dutch Van Der Linde

Flaco Hernández

Javier Escuella

John Marston

Kieran Duffy

Sadie Adler

Call of Duty

John Price

John “Soap” MacTavish

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

König

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Grand Theft Auto

Franklin Clinton

Michael De Santa

Trevor Philips

Outer Banks

Pope Heyward

Rafe Cameron

Sarah Cameron

Topper Thornton

W.I.D.D

Notes :: There may be some things on these lists that are debatable. If they are something I’m willing to write under certain circumstances then it will be ITALICEZED.

WRITING

Racism

Ableism

Ageplay

Underage

Homophobia

Transphobia

Character x Character (w/o reader)

CHARACTERS

Bubba Sawyer

Freddy Krueger

Pennywise

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markodragic · 4 years

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me pointing @ charles: arthur’s bf

me pointing @ albert: arthur’s bf

me pointing @ kieran: arthur’s bf

me pointing @ javier: arthur’s bf

me pointing @ trelawny: arth

#he has a lot of bfs!!#arthur morgan #charthur #kierthur #morlawny #arthur x albert #javiarthur #rdr2 memes #rdr2 #charles smith #kieran duffy #josiah trelawny #albert mason #javier escuella #ps i consider marko one of his bfs but im the only one skhkhkjmk

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magic-lantern-shows · 5 years

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Here's some information about if you're interested in roleplaying with me. Relationships in ranking

(🔆= Characters I rp)

Red Dead Redemption 2 -

1. (🔆John Marston x 🔆Arthur Morgan)

2. (🔆Arthur Morgan x Albert Mason)

3. (🔆John Marston x Javier Escuella)

4. (🔆Arthur Morgan x Charles Smith)

▪Other Info

1. Third Person POV

2. Literate

3. Relationships don't have to be romantic/intimate

4. Open to brainstorming, premade starters, and I can make a starter as well

5. Please don't beg and nag me to reply faster as I won't do that to you.

So just send me a message if you're interested!

#rdr2 rp #rdr2 #rp #rdr2 roleplay #morston #charthur #john marston #john marston x javier escuella #john marston x arthur morgan #arthur morgan x charles smith #arthur morgan x john marston #arthur morgan x albert mason #arthur morgan #red dead redemption 2

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thelosthighway · 5 years

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hello people!

I’m not sure how active the rdo fandom is on here,

but! I’m looking for some people to play red dead online with on ps4

Im level 69 (hehe) and play quite often and I’m in the uk for time zone reference.

I want to level up in the bounty hunter to get the level 10 hair cut but bounty hunting is not my fav. I’m hoping maybe with other people it’ll be better 😂so hopefully someone who can help me with that?

I’m also a trader and a collector so I’m down to do any three

I also love solo mode and ship Arthur with literally anyone so talk to me about ur fav ship if you’d like None of my friends like rdr2 so I got no one to talk to about it to rip.

Disclaimer: if we talk on head set I’m pre t trans guy

Also: not a griefer I like to be kind and postitive in the community so won’t kill other players with u

Message me if ur interested in playing some time

#red dead redemption 2 #red dead online #rdo #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 online #arthur morgan #arthur morgan x charles smith #arthur morgan x kieran duffy #arthur morgan x albert mason #arthur morgan x mary beth gaskill #dutch van der linde x hosea matthews

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charlessmithkowski · 5 years

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okay yeeeee all, what’s your fav fics right now? I’ll read anything tagged below!

#charthur #arthur morgan x john marston #vandermorgan #arthur morgan x charles smith #arthur morgan x albert mason #jovier #john marston x javier escuella

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kingofthebeskargoats · 3 years

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Requests are closed ♡

Main blog: @goat-monarch

My kofi: goat-monarch

A03: TheKingOfGoats

I will never write Real Person Fiction (real life actor x reader) only write his characters

I will only be doing male or gender netural reader x male character. I do not do female reader. Do not ask for anything Taylor swift related!!!

Here are the rules & masterlist also My SFW fics. Now my taglist

The characters I will be writing for are:

Pedro pascal characters

1: Din djarin / mando

2: Max Phillips

3: Maxwell lord

4: Oberyn Martell

5: Ezra

6: Shane "dio" Morrissey

7: Jack Daniels / Agent Whiskey

8: Javier Pena

9: Marcus pike

10: Marcus Moreno

11: Dave York

12: Zach Welllison

13: Frankie "catfish" morales (don't write for him anymore, sorry :/)

14: Eddie

15: Pero Tovar

16: Dieter Bravo

17: Joel Miller

18: Tim Rockford

Rdr2 male characters

1: Arthur Morgan

2: Sean Mcguire

3: Kieran Duffy

4: Hosea Matthew's (angst or fluff, no smut)

5: Charles Smith

6: Lenny Summers

7: Bill Williamson

8: Micah Bell

9: Javier Esculla

10: Josiah Trelawny

11: Leigh Grey

12: Albert Mason

Death stranding

1: Sam Porter Bridges

2: Heartman

Dream Daddy

1: Robert Small

2: Hugo Vega

3: Damien Bloodmarch

4: Brian Harding

5: Mat Stella

6: Craig Cahn

7: Joesph Christinsen

Moon Knight

1: Steven Grant

2: Marc Spector

3: Khonshu

Star wars

1: Poe Dameron

2: Cassian Andor

3: Cobb Vanth

The Boys

1: Homelander

When doing headcannons I will only be doing 4 characters.

Thank you for reading and enjoying my work!!!

@lucrezia-thoughts @thewayofthemandalorian @absurdthirst @f0rever15elf @tintinwrites

(Note for self, todo in tags)

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rdrevents · 3 years

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If you’re looking for something specific on our blog, our server tags might be able to help!

Affiliate & Event Tags

Character Tags [wip]

Pairing Tags [wip - Sorted alphabetically]

Reader/OC Tags [wip]

Misc. Tags

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#rdrevents #rdreventstags

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allzelemonz · 7 months

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RDR Ships Masterlist

Red Dead Redemption Masterlist

Never Again: Kieran Duffy/Bill Williamson

Fictober Prompt: Day 4, Hurt/Comfort Pairing Type: M/M Rating: T/Language, References to sex Warnings: Referenced/Implied forced prostitution, trauma, mentions of past torture, the tongs, Dutch is an asshole, soft Bill Williamson, mutual pining, hurt/comfort, protective bahavior, hugs, internalized homophobia, Bill is at war with himself Summary: Kieran finds himself forced into something he doesn’t want to do in order to make money for camp, Bill is there to keep that from happening.

Little O’Driscoll Dog: Micah Bell/Kieran Duffy

Fictober Prompt: Day 5, Collaring Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Smut, fluff, tooth rotting?, repressed Micah Bell, kinky Kieran Duffy, admittance of feelings, established relationship, slow sex, kissing, anal fingering, anal sex, marking, protectiveness, possessiveness, top Micah and bottom Kieran Summary: Micah and Kieran spend their first night in a hotel room, giving them both the opportunity to admit things.

Wake The Bear: Bill Williamson/Micah Bell

Fictober Prompt: Day 12, Somnophillia Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Smut, sleep sex, slightly dubious consent, insomniac Micah, thicc (™) Bill, clingy Bill, established relationship, kissing, marking, possessiveness, top Micah and bottom Bill Summary: Stuck in Bill’s bear-like cuddles, Micah comes across something to entertain himself.

Trustworthy: Arthur Morgan/Albert Mason

At His Lowest: Dutch Van der Linde/Micah Bell

Fictober Prompt: Day 19, Exhibitionism Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Exhibitionism, epilogue setting, power dynamics, dom/sub undertones, anal fingering, anal sex, bottom Micah/top Dutch, mentions of past grief, Dutch is not mentally healthy Summary: Now that Dutch has reunited with Micah, he has an opportunity he should have taken years ago.

A Dynamic: Dutch Van der Linde/Arthur Morgan

Fictober Prompt: Day 26, Grooming Pairing Type: M/M Rating: M/Grooming, references to sex Warnings: Underage, dead dove, grooming, dark themes, Dutch’s mind is a wasteland, bad father Dutch, groping, head kissing, cuddling, affection Summary: Dutch doesn’t think what he does with Arthur is all that wrong. A/N: Goes without saying this is your extra dead dove warning. This is an interesting dynamic I had read a few fics on and I wanted to explore Dutch’s odd interest in ‘younger women’ that he has in the game. It’s short because it’s gross.

Finding and Feeling

Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E Warnings: Internalized homophobia, canon typical violence, kidnapping canon events, swearing, mutual pining Summary: A retelling of Kieran and Bill’s story. What could have been.

Two Heats (A/B/O)

Pairing Type: m/m Primary Sex: m/m Secondary Sex: o/o Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Omega Arthur Morgan, Omega Kieran Duffy, mating cycles, a/b/o, omegaverse, scenting, anal fingering, anal sex, fisting, riding Summary: On a regular ride, the two Omega mates realize they’ve both entered their heats.

A Familiar Scent (A/B/O)

Pairing Type: Platonic and m/m Primary Sex: m/m Secondary Sex: a/a Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Alpha Micah Bell, Alpha Bill Williamson, Omega Kieran Duffy, Micah misses his brother, mating cycles, a/b/o, omegaverse, scenting, anal fingering, anal sex, knotting, rough sex, toxic relationship Summary: Micah catches a familiar scent from that new O’Driscoll boy, one that reminds him of his little brother. He needs a distraction.

Nest (A/B/O)

Pairing Type: Platonic Primary Sex: background m/m Secondary Sex: background a/o Rating: M/References to sex Warnings: Omega Micah Bell, Omega Hosea Matthews, mating cycles, a/b/o, omegaverse, scent blockers, heat, mentions of omega pregnancy, good father Hosea, hint of John and Arthur being Hosea’s actual kids, background relationships: Hosea/Dutch, Arthur/CharlesSummary: When Dutch’s clothes go missing when Hosea needs them to nest, the older Omega tracks them down. He never expected what he would find.

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