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past town at the edge (looking down at butterflies) by horsegirlsandcowboys
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
10 Jan 2025
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“Now this here is Boadecia,” Dutch announced, stopping a safe distance away from a dark bay mare who pinned her ears at him. Charles followed his example.
“She recently won a three-star, put on quite a sho—” The man paused and stepped forward, putting a hand up to block Boadecia’s head when she tried to bite him. He sighed. “Arthur has got to quit sleeping in her stall.”
Charles stepped forward, following his gaze.
Ah, so this was Arthur.
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Dutch: you can pick out any horse you want!
Arthur: *picks out the devil mare*
Dutch: FUCKOR
Dutch: you can pick out any significant other you want!
Arthur: *picks out the competition*
Dutch: FUCKBookmarked by HorrorHauntling
03 Jan 2024
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So, yeah, after talking business, after drowning their tongues with the flavor of whiskey, it’s no wonder, no wonder at all, that they need to chase the taste away with a bit of rum and a bit of fun, with each other’s lips locked together to wash off the bitter aroma of their day. It’s no wonder at all, right, because where else are men like them ever going to find what they need, eh?
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AKA: The one in which Alfie Solomons just wants to get Tommy Shelby out of his head, stumbles upon a whole can of worms, can't walk away, and falls in love. Also the one in which Tommy Shelby rationalizes that this thing with Alfie is all just work anyway, stumbles upon a man who doesn't let him get away with his shit, can't bring himself to leave without coming back, and falls in love.
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17 Jul 2023
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Shortly after Nacho Varga proves just how far he'll go for the cartel, Lalo makes his move. They wake that night to a vision of the future and their untimely deaths, and everything changes.
Lalo shifts towards him in the bed, and strokes his cheek to bring Nacho's gaze to him. Their eyes meet, and Nacho is struck with bone-deep terror as he recognizes something impossible in Lalo's expression.
"I saw something, Nachito," Lalo whispers. "Do you want to hear about it?"
Nacho needs to get a grip. It was a dream. He's just paranoid, his brain unspooling worst case scenarios. There's no such thing as prophetic visions. There's no proof, no reason to believe that anything like that could possibly happen. There's no way Lalo needs to ever know that he could ever do a goddamn fucking inch of what he did in that dream.
It was a dream.
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- Part 1 of the only road i've ever been down
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14 Apr 2023