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through your eyes I see, a smile you bring to me by SadPinkGhost
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
28 Aug 2025
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He watched as Arthur bit into the fruit, closing his eyes with reverence. Had it been months since he had an apple, Charles wondered. Years? He knew Arthur had a sweet tooth - heard it from Hosea's stories whenever the man actually stayed longer on the ranch - but usually gave up anything sweet-like to Jack and the other youngest members of the cult. And Charles. Somehow, Charles had the privilege of finding canned peaches on his bed too, after Arthur's been to town.
Now, Morgan smiled softly as he slowly ate the green apple, unbothered by the sticky juice on his beard. Charles wished he had a camera, just to immortalise this. A soft smile, a wrinkle near his eyes, pure joy written on the man's face.
Charles thought, then and there: I will get you out of here, Arthur Morgan. I will get you out even if it's the last thing I do.
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TL;DR Van der Linde gang is a cult, Charles and Sadie are FBI agents infiltrating it, John is a snitch and Arthur eats an apple.
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- Part 2 of a good man with a broken heart
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30 Aug 2025
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A home of lavender and citrus by Bookaburra
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
23 Oct 2025
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As a child, Jayce had only ever wished to hold an omega’s hand.
As a pit fighter, Jayce had only ever wished for his touch to be gentle.
As Viktor’s alpha, he only ever wished to stay.
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I feel this is something that means more to me than you.
Maybe he was right. Maybe he was wrong. But the words couldn't come up- he couldn't get them out of his throat. Standing there in the evening sweat of the muggy swamps surrounding Shady Belle, Charles looked both too at-ease and too uncomfortable. There was something pressing in those dark eyes, sunlight a filter off the warmth of black honey. Soulful eyes, visage usually drawn a scowling furrow over them. But their entirety made Arthur's fingers itch at the tips, grasping and twitching at empty air in desire for a piece of paper and a pencil to sketch it. To capture the likeness of the huntsman before him, in all that he was.
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29 May 2025