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“Yes, well. I was told in no uncertain terms to keep things conventional this year,” the man continues with disdain, making Arthur snort. “But it’s not every day your boy turns thirty-five—” Arthur meets Hosea’s eye with an amused, knowing look —“and one should always be open to new experiences.”
Arthur’s eyes narrow and he looks up at Dutch with a renewed apprehension bubbling in his stomach.
Of all Dutch's unconventional birthday surprises, this could be the best of them all.
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08 Aug 2025
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He was like an annoying little brother to me…
What fun we had riding together.
What a goddamn mess we’re making of things.Bookmarked by cokobi
05 Aug 2025
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Arthur raises his calloused hands and begins to trace the scars along John’s left cheek and started cupping his lover’s face. Softly caressing and taking in this peaceful moment. Eyes locking at each other.
“Well, ain’t you lookin handsome, I think I’m falling for you again” He muttered softly. “Who did this to ya, I wanna personally thank ‘em.”
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14 Jul 2025
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There was a taste to the breathlessness of it all; the rush in his blood, the fire in his lungs.
When things went wrong that breathlessness turned suffocating, but there is none of that tonight— just gold in his saddlebags and Boadicea moving fast underneath him and John’s eyes locked on him like he can’t look away. Arthur meets his gaze, both of them smiling. Wind in their faces, adrenaline in their veins, hearts beating hard behind their ribs.
The law is so far behind them they’ll never catch up, and even if they did their camp is buried so deep in the trees they’d pass right by without even noticing. Someone lets out a loud whoop, and someone else laughs, loud and joyous. Dutch is shouting something over the sound of hoofbeats and the roaring in Arthur’s ears, but he can’t make out the words.
There’s gold in his saddlebags and victory in his mouth and John… John is watching him. Waiting.
He won’t have to wait long.
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04 Jul 2025
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Maybe Arthur is right, but it tastes bitter in his mouth. John is always the one reaching, the one seeking Arthur in the dark.
John’s hands shake when he pulls them back empty.
John’s chest aches when Arthur turns away.
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- Part 2 of Ember
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04 Jul 2025