#forgive me 💔💔💔💔

[javierduffy]

I've been playing rdr2 myself recently and man. Sometimes I'd argue knowing what's coming is worse than going in blind. Started ch4 just the other day and as I watched the gang sing along to Cielito Lindo all I felt was a deep sense of pain knowing that this will be the last time the gang will ever be happy-- and even then the cracks are more apparent than ever, especially compared to Sean's return party. Sure, John is taking his first fumbling steps towards being a better father, but only 20 feet away Molly's mental health is in a downward spiral as she and Dutch argue, Karen (who's drinking more often than not these days) tries to get Kieran to join the party but he remains on the side, drinking by himself and not knowing this will be his demise, and even the singing from Uncle and Grimshaw seemed quieter. It especially sucked waking up in the morning and seeing Branwen gone :(

These cowboys have absolutely blindsided me I was NOT expecting to get so invested in them esp when the guy who I watched play 2 was either speeding thru the story or ramming himself into a tree at full throttle

UGH YES I UNDERSTAND 💔 as someone who has played the game 4/5 times now and has put 1100+ hours into it, i can attest that it hurts EXTRA bad knowing exactly what happens. can’t even enjoy the good times because you know rockstar is about to punish you for it 😭 !!!!

basically my number one priority during jack’s return party for the past 6 years since my first playthrough is following kieran around all night and trying to soak up as much of his company as possible before … The Incident … and even then, it’s so bittersweet. the entire thing is. hosea is the happiest he’s been in years, and a few missions later, he’s right back to begging dutch to spare all of their lives instead of making ridiculous calls. it’s beautiful when the VDL’s are allowed to set down the weight of their mortality’s for a moment, it makes them all human again. but jack’s party almost feels as if it’s … the opposite ? sean’s party was full of life, and everyone seemed so much lighter, like joy was easy. jack’s party, everyone is choosing joy, because they are almost hyperaware of their impending dooms. those who don’t believe they are going to die soon are only in denial, i don’t think anyone in that camp genuinely believes that the end is not nigh. it hangs over them like the thick air of the swamp they’ve ended up in, and some of them can’t stop drowning in it to manage to celebrate.

regarding john being a better father, it seems that the only person happy about it is arthur (excepting abigail, of course). dutch has always urged john to be better to his family, but now that john is actually committing to that, dutch, in his paranoid state, sees it as nothing but a threat to his authority. he begins to berate and threaten john about becoming a “family man”, so as to try and get his prized pony back. hosea is preoccupied with saving their lives, and he dies too soon to even really be able to see the fruits of any of john’s behavioral labor. and micah, of course, with his narrative that john is an enemy of dutch, and by extension the gang and himself, will not see john’s growth as positive, either. (i mean, he will, but only because it bolsters his leverage for a negative narrative on john that he can twist into dutch’s ear). everyone else is uninvested, especially when they’re all facing their own paths, and the seemingly inevitable ending of them. this is to say, they’re celebrating jack’s safe return, but the air about john’s character evolution is not explicitly seen as a positive thing throughout the gang. as the protagonist, arthur’s opinion on it and desire for it sways our own, but universally, it isn’t exactly celebrated in itself, so it also tends to drag the party down a little. it’s exciting for us ! but awkward and new, too, and it comes with a price of it’s own (john’s loyalty being brought into further question, and dutch trusting him less and less). everyone is terrified, and this change that is coming with this experience only adds to the unease.

if i get into how losing kieran matters so much, not only to me personally, but also as a pinnacle turning point of the story (not to say that his death necessarily matters to the story (unfortunately), but the events that unfold following it have an unprecedented impact on the gang), i will become very upset 💔 but i understand completely the heartbreak of the gap between the party and when you so choose to play “horsemen, apocalypses” ……… i understand it …… very well ……..

i hope you’re having as much fun as you can experiencing the story and the game for yourself, though ! it’s such a lovely experience, as heartbreaking and miserable as it can get (especially if you’ve played, or at least were aware of rdr1 first). it’s truly a once in a lifetime game, and just watching someone else play it could never compare to experiencing it yourself.

thank you for coming to chat with me as always !!!

[mroddmod]

uhhhhh happy halloweiner

[mecachrome]

We're just on the same wavelength right now.

[okaioh]

chat is this anything

[r0ckstar-c0met]

yall forgive me for drawing this pleas 🙏🙏

am i gonna be publicly executed

[eumetopia]

i drew this last month and then the next day got so insanely sick i was incapable of lifting my head. many such cases

[rainboweemart]

Found an excuse to draw some of my favorite OP boys (ꈍᴗꈍ)♡

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[clanwarrior-tumbly]

My live reaction to this vvv

[darticous]

so what if i was greedy and asked for shane

Shane my poopy aggghgggg 😢💗

[gentaro-kinniecom]

Let’s talk about it

Characters: Xavier/fem!reader

C/w: 1.5k! First person pov (read at your own risk..) soft sex, couch sex, cowgirl position, sex therapy(?), rough sex (ish?) dick piercing..

A/n: A mishap occurred, I got an anonymous request to write about Zayne coming home from work and having sex with the reader as a way to de-stress..and I read that as Xavier so I apologize but that fanfic is now in the making so don’t worry anon your fic is in process ;)

Hearing the house keys jingling against the front door, I was quick to get up on my feet to receive my loving boyfriend with a hug and warm smile that he always loved. However, upon opening the door, Xavier’s face looked..exhausted. He tried his best to smile and greet me like he’d normally would but I knew something was up.

“Good evening..should I go run the bathtub while you settle in from work?” I asked softly while holding his free hand as the other rubbed his eye, a sign of sleepiness while Xavier yawned.

“That would be..wonderful my dear, I hope it’s not much of a trouble for you” He said, almost apologetically as I kissed him, that was enough to reassure him that I was fine with it. After the bath was prepared, I called Xavier into the bathroom, placing some final touches like his favorite fragrance to the water and a bathbomb to accompany it, hints of lavender and mint infused the room while he entered, sighing, almost at peace.

“I hope this helps you relax a bit, we should talk about your day once you’ve refreshed yourself” Xavier nodded, not having the strength to answer as he kissed my forehead. I decided to then heat up some leftovers from yesterday’s dinner that ended up with kisses and cuddling at a late hour, though nothing happened unfortunately. The stress of being able to help many people was getting to Xavier, little by little until it all built up. Without having anything to do while waiting for the food to reheat, I walked by the bathroom, listening to the moans and grunts from inside, trying to peek from the small door crack. He looked so blissful after his orgasm that I nearly forgot the food on the stove. Just as I ran towards the kitchen, Xavier finished showering, a more relaxed face upon his features as he held his towel, looking my way

“Is everything okay? Did you burn the food again..?” He asked, sighing while going towards the laundry room and the living room soon after.

“No…? Okay, almost but it’s fine really!” I replied, sighing as he settled in the small love couch we’ve spent many nights on, the memories coming back to me as I prepared our plates for dinner. It was in that same furniture that I had my first orgasm, he was so gentle and caring; like he’s always been of course. Snapping out of my thoughts, I handed Xavier his plate while we watched an episode of our favorite series.

We finished dinner quicker than expected and all of our attention was taken away by the tv; or at least Xavier’s. I found myself staring at the choice of pants he wore, gray sweatpants that were usually not worn by him and shoved into the confines of our shared closet unless a special event came up. Without realizing, he chuckled softly, lowering the volume of the television as Xavier grabbed my hand.

“You’re staring, is something on my face? Or rather, my pants?” Oh. I knew he wasn’t that dumb or oblivious to anything I did, Xavier was always so attentive to any small details, whether it was my appearance or a change in my mood; It was so difficult hiding anything from him.

“Have you ever thought of talking about your problems or day while having sex?” I inquired, his face softened, has he dreamt about this before? Before I could even return back to my normal thoughts, Xavier already pressed my body against the sofa. His mouth nipped at my neck, traveling down towards my collarbone while responding.

“All the time, but, I never knew if you were into that, you know the last thing I would do is make you uncomfortable, right?” His soft lips met mine in a quick but gentle gesture. My arms wrapped themselves around Xavier’s neck, caressing his hair while making out with him. The friction between our clothes was enough to leave me whining against his mouth.

“I..know but, would you like to try it, today?” I paused, coincidentally at the same time he stopped feeling me up to look into my eyes with a smile, something telling me it was the beginning of something great for us.

“It’s all up to you, it’s not necessary to have sex just to talk about stuff, however..it would help out in other things..” Xavier’s hands took control of my thighs, wrapping them around his clothed waist as he began to mimic what it would feel like if we were fucking at that moment, in other words, teasing me. With his consent, I grabbed the hem of his sweatpants, (after briefly hustling to get him under me) admiring the way his cock sprung out while tossing the pants and underwear aside.

“I’ve missed this..truly.” He chuckled at my remark as I kneeled, grabbing his thighs while deepthroating him in one go, nearly gagging on his cock. Hearing my boyfriend moan was absolutely rewarding, especially since the piercing he had was indeed sensitive to each small touch given to it; the small prince albert piercing was enough to make my mouth drool. Bobbing my head up and down, his hand grabbed a hold of my hair, pressing my head onto his dick while grunting.

“T-that’s it..! Ah..please..! I’m gonna-!” I parted away from his cock, giving it a few more strokes. His cum shooting across my face in long white streaks; Xavier’s face was a bit red, mostly due to his overstimulation and embarrassment, making me chuckle as he leaned down to kiss me.

“This is..far from over, you know that right?” He nodded, allowing me to sit on his lap all pretty while he helped me get rid of his cum on my face. Moments later, I sunk onto his dick, pressing my hands against his shoulders for support while his hands grabbed my waist, letting him do all the work of thrusting into me.

“Work was so..ngh..tedious today. I had to deal with so many..people- ah fuck..! All so that I could come back to see you” Xavier explained how some wanderers attacked one of the bases that had vital information in. His thrusts became quicker and loose as he kept venting of his day. A sharp thrust made me moan as the highlight of his day was told.

“But..nothing ever beats coming here and wishing to fuck you like this every..single..day. Oh, c-can I?” He asked so softly, his voice nearly a whisper as I nodded, hips rutting to meet mine feverishly while cumming deep inside. Our lips met again, not wanting to let go as Xavier hugged me tightly, wanting to spend some warmth together.

“Feeling better now? If not, you know there’s always round two for more; both ranting and fucking” I spoke, breaking the silence of the room while Xavier’s eyes grew with lust. He smiled while pushing me onto the couch one last time, still connected while lazily thrusting forwards against my overstimulated and stuffed pussy as I moaned.

“Oh so you want me to keep going?” I nodded, my hair splayed against my back, moving sometimes; especially if Xavier thrusted harshly while telling another one of his encounters of the day. After another couple of rounds, he nearly collapsed into my embrace as I chuckled, kissing him to wake Xavier up while he smiled.

“Wait here, I’ll be back” Whispering, Xavier left momentarily after kissing me softly, pulling out from my cunt as I whined. It seemed he was looking for a towel or something to take care of me afterwards. However, I heard the shower run as he came by to carry me towards it.

“You didn’t have to..a towel would’ve been fine” I spoke, sighing in relief as my body made contact with the warm water, my eyes drifting over to Xavier’s body that joined mine in the tub. He clasped my hand softly, kissing the top like a gentleman.

“Of course I had to, I shouldn’t hesitate to take care of you at all times.” His gaze softened upon meeting my own. Lips crashing into one another as he chuckled, pressing my hand against his soft abs while speaking.

“Seeing you like this makes me crave another round..” I smiled, getting out of the tub and wrapping a towel around my body while Xavier did the same but around his hips.

“Weren’t you tired a few moments ago?” His laugh made me laugh alongside him. We got dressed in our favorite couple’s pajamas, my body pressed against Xavier’s as he wrapped his arms around me. A small yawn fell from his lips, murmuring something that made me smile

“I am now..goodnight my dearest” Xavier’s head rested upon my chest, serving as a pillow while a hand grabbed one of then, as long as he was comfortable, nothing could ever disturb me.

[babygirlificationn]

Whatever souls are made of mine and yours are the same (derogatory) (boss-employ relationship).

[jamandjazz]

My formal apology for the forgetting what Two Bit looked like when I was doing speed draws @jasmine145946 😔

[aninonimosstuff-blog]

Drew the twins.......

Only bcs @lazymonth likes em......

They don't hav names tho they have the number of the place they normally get after a race. So like 2 and 3

[t4coyaki]

i saw the stock image and i JUST had to draw him

^ w/o stock image ver. (i have no idea what to put for the background 🗣️🔥🔥)

[adhdtsukasa]

the thought of how much the little mermaid play (and therefore, the story) matters to nene is so cute — how much it inspired her, how it sparked her dream, how happy little nene was to watch yuuka perform the lead role and wish to someday stand in her place, to also become the songstress that can reach people's hearts never fails to make me smile. her dream bloomed from pure ambitions coming right from her small heart and her excitement and little nene is just absolutely adorable, right? it's probably the best thing about her association with the little mermaid!

but do you ever think about how middle school nene must felt when she stood on the stage that very day her dreams seemed to completely fall apart, that very day when she messed up her performance? and how in between of her panic and anguish, she probably managed to have one coherent thought — "it's just like in the little mermaid. she had her voice taken away from her too"? and how in this very moment she really was just like the heroine from her favorite play — but in a way little nene would never ever wished for her future self to be? and how in that very moment she cursed herself from being associated with this story, how she desperately wished not to be this once?

well, if you haven't, then now you did! happy birthday nene 💚

[spiderliliez]

Those haunting words... 😢 Court scene from the season finale ‘Mercy Alone’ UNDER THE BRIDGE (2024)

[+] LGBTQ 🏳️‍🌈 [+] “Under the Bridge” [GIF Collection] 🎬