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Pretty Gift for a Pretty Lady

merry christmas y’all! hope you enjoy this little piece☺️ i just know that Arthur is the sweetest with gift giving.

summary: Arthur puts together a gift and gives it to you. just sweet romantic fluff basically.

It’s almost Christmas and Arthur is determined to give you the greatest gift he could possibly find. He’d start out by browsing the sections in the store you had an interest in, noting down what you’d commented the beauty of, sure of himself he’d create the most gorgeous gift you’d ever laid eyes on.

Picking out some articles of clothing you’d liked, and bringing them back to camp discreetly in order to embroider tasteful flowers (that were your favorite) into the cloth, before setting out to hunt for feathers and eye-catching flowers he would arrange for a headpiece.

He’d admit while he wasn’t creative in the aspect of structuring what he had in mind, he tried nonetheless, pinning flower petals to a clip with feathers shifted for flair.

The night of christmas eve, he brought you into his tent, closing the cloth curtains, then sat you down with him.

“Now, you know I ain’t talented in a sense of…well, what you often do,” He started, watching your face contort in confusion. He then handed over a neatly wrapped box, tied with a small bow made with string. You blinked in shock, eyeing the gift, and then back up at Arthur. He smiled a bit, proud of his endeavors, then gestured for you to open, and so you did.

The blouse that emerged from the box had you almost in tears, a smile forming when the realization of his hard work had hit you, your fingers delicately running over the stitches of color. “Oh, Arthur,” you began, almost speechless. “This is beautiful! You did this?” You asked, mouth agape while he bashfully looked away, his hand reaching to the back of his neck. You turned back to the blouse and hugged it, continuously commenting on the placement and stitches of the flowers, each and every single one leaving you in awe. That was more than enough for him, he’d never felt more content.

“Oh, there’s one more, darlin,” He said a bit quietly, ushering you to look further into the box. The gasp you had made in result of seeing the gorgeous piece before you made him smile yet again. You took in every inch of the piece, examining the feathers and petals with such care that made him felt warm.

“Allow me, my pretty lady,” He said, taking the clip from your hands and brushing your hair back gently, adjusting the piece to flatter your features. “Beautiful.” You smiled, touching the decorative piece and then Arthur’s cheek, a reminder of the love you felt for him.

Nothing else could be said at that moment, however, you wrapped your arms around him, the tightness of your warm embrace, your head resting gently against his chest, that was the best part of it all.

He laughed a bit when you began to thank him endlessly, his arms never wanting to let go, though his mind begged to see your expressions once more. He pulled away and kissed your forehead, then your lips with utmost care, a hand placed lightly under your chin, while the light worked in his favor to portray the gleam of happiness in your eyes.

“So, I take it I did okay?” Arthur then spoke, resulting in a light hearted laugh. “More than so, Arthur.” Once more, a light kiss to seal the night ensued.

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Save a horse

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arthur enjoyed taking you out to see the town, your hands placed gently on his sides while you both rode on his stallion, his lips turned upward slightly as he felt the warm of your face press against his back. your arms would wrap around his waist, head turned to the side, admiring the scenery.

he would let you patrol the shops while he purchased necessities, watching you admire the products and excitedly show him new items out on display, watched as you examined the blouses and the skirts, telling you how beautiful you’d look with each one you picked up.

you’d try on an outfit or two, he’d tell you you’re gorgeous no matter the time of day, regardless of the night sky, you shine brighter than all the stars above. he’d tell you that no outfit or change in appearance could make him love you less, as his love is overflowing with each glance he makes toward you.

the day wouldn’t be complete without a trip to the bath, paying extra for more wine and time alone, he’s the most gentle person you’d encountered, he’d treat every part of you with kindness while he reminded you of your worth. you’d return the favor, only eliciting more kisses from him.

the ride back to camp was peaceful, as you’d be in the same position as earlier, only your embrace around his waist was tighter than before.

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pedro sketch :3

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He has a plan, trust‼️🔥💯

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arthur who keeps an eye on you while you’re drunk out of your mind, stumbling around the camp, listening to all your interactions while he sketches you in silence, a bottle of whiskey besides him.

arthur who notes ever little detail of your features, careful to capture every aspect of your beauty, satisfied only when he finds the picture almost as pretty as you.

arthur who holds your hand while you walk beside him, caressing your knuckles and listening while you talk.

arthur who picks you up and carries you back to your tent after you’d passed out from drinking too much, gently leaving you on your bedroll and planting a small kiss to your forehead as a reminder that he’s there, and he cares so much.

arthur who brings you back a flower, book, or trinket from each of his outings, presenting them proudly and watching your face light up with excitement over the presence of a new object.

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Keeping warm in colter ( drabble )

Inspired by this post by @noxspluto because I saw it and immediately had to get this little like 500 ish word vomit out

Also. Here’s my masterlist if you’re so inclined

“ the hell you doin out here? Back inside it’s freezin” Arthur used as a greeting, grumbling but with no real malice in his words, as you appeared by his side at the campfire. You were used to his grumpy tone, but he always had a soft spot for you.

“ makin’ sure you ain’t froze to death “ you said softly, rubbing at your arms as you joined him by the fire. It was Arthur’s turn on watch and he’d been out there a good couple of hours now “ and I can’t listen to Abigail and John argue for a second longer “ you sighed. At least in their old camps you could get away from their squabbles. But with everyone all squished into one cabin it was impossible now.

You’d rather take the cold outside with Arthur. You pulled your thick shawl tighter around yourself and held your hands out to the flames, you’d only been out there a few minutes and already you felt like ice. And he’d been out there hours. So you’d suck it up.

“ c’mere “ he grumbled and unbuttoned his coat, a gentle hand on your arm tugging you into the welcoming warmth of the thick material. You wrapped your arms around his middle and rested your head to his chest, a soft sigh leaving your chapped lips. He wrapped the coat tightly around you, his arms following suit and holding you close. He was like a walking oven, his body heat seeping through the thick wool of your shawl and chasing the chill away. “ better?”

“ mhm. Thank you sugar “ you sighed and let yourself relax a little more in his hold, taking in his familiar scent. The comforting feel of his sturdy body in your embrace. Always strong for you. Always a rock when things got rough “ we’re gonna be alright. Ain’t we Arthur?” You asked softly after a few moments. The last few days had been hellish. You’d liked Blackwater. You’d liked the camp. The town. And it wasn’t covered in inches of snow which really made it a favorite at the current moment.

“ course we are. Dutch has a plan “ Dutch always had a plan. But you don’t want to get into that conversation right now. So you simply nodded and let out another shaky exhale, a puff of fog as you did “ and y’know I always keep you safe darlin’ I won’t let nothin’ bad happen to ya. Ever “

He did. Always. You’d been the first person he grabbed at the Blackwater camp after everything went crazy, not letting you out of his sight for a second like he was scared you’d get left behind somehow. He’d never allow that. He’d move heaven and earth to keep you safe. Set the dark world ablaze to keep you warm. Nothing would ever get in the way of Arthur keeping you safe.

“ I know “ you tipped your head to look up at him with a soft smile and he leant down pressing a kiss to your forehead. Your turned away as he did with a small laugh

“ what’s got you giggling’ now?”

“ you got lips like damn ice Arthur!” He chuckled at that and simply did it again, pressing his cold chapped lips against your forehead.

“ oh I do? I do?” He asked as he held you tightly and kept pressing his frozen lips to your forehead, your nose, your cheek. Wherever he could reach as you giggled and squirmed in his embrace

“ Arthur!” Your cheeks ached from smiling for the first time since leaving Blackwater, and Arthur’s chuckles alone were enough to ease your worries. Because as long you had him maybe everything would be okay.

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meow

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sleepy boah

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what if i just gave up on everything and moved to the country side and created art like the life Arthur truly wanted

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working on digital art <3

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quick sketch at work🫶

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okay but colter Arthur and his big fluffy coat?? if you two were alone, he’d grab you and stuff you in the coat with him in it and just hug you tight. he’d close the coat around you and make you feel so safe, so warm, kissing the top of your forehead while you say his lips feel like ice, only encouraging him to kiss you more.

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handsom boah

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in another world, Arthur would be at peace with the love of his life, drawing her until the sun sets and brushing his horse without any worry at all.

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just needs a lil blood then it’ll look better 😙

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just needs a lil blood then it’ll look better 😙