#john w. morgan

[mariocki]

The Aftermath (1982)

"What happens when you die?"

"I don't know, son. No one does."

"It's sad to die."

"No. Death isn't sad. We all have to die. What's sad is having to go on without someone you love. Just as we have to go on now."

[3416]

a little core leadership lunch for the girls

[dazednstoned]

Dutch's supposed "progressiveness"

Some people, both in-game and in the fandom, consider Dutch a very progressive man, especially for the time. He did include marginalized groups of people in his gang, but that was only because those people were so desperate they were willing to follow him blindly and obey him to preserve the security and safety provided within the gang.

He didn't help Eagle Flies because of his morals, it was to serve himself. He didn't "rescue" the women because he's a good man, it was because they could offer him things like free labor, assistance during jobs, and in Abigail's case sw. He saved John and Arthur, orphans with no $ or family, to mold into perfect outlaws who wouldn't disobey him.

He isn't progressive, he preys on struggling people and then uses them to his advantage and disposes of them when they no longer serve him. We see this with the Wapiti Tribe, his readiness to abandon Abigail once she got kidnapped, and his refusal to rescue John (+ etc).

Dutch's love and care have always been conditional. He didn't love anyone for who they were, but for how they could serve him.

[justhangingaround1995]

[atdawn]

COLIN MORGAN as JOHN WEBSTER The Killing Kind, Episode 1

[ifsood]

yeah, yeah, dutch and hosea forced arthur and john to take the path of gangsterism, thereby dooming them to this end, but did the boys have many options? i mean, i don't think vdm met them in expensive neighborhoods in respectable cities, steal them from rich families, or force them to give up a good life in favor of the lifestyle they had. they were orphans who lost everything, if they had something at all. at best they would have found another gang where they would have been treated much worse, at worst would have died as stray dogs at the hands of the same gang. and it's quite sad to think about it, because sooner or later you come to the conclusion that they were doomed to end up like this from the very beginning.

[zeraf0]

[it] makes you almost miss the smell of smoke in your clothes / there’s no good in your eyes anymore. but you can’t stay angry forever. and i know, but you can’t stay angry forever, / or so i’m told. but the house gets so quiet, sitting here wishing for just an hour or two, alone with you. well, it’s always too personal, / always too close to comment, and they all mention how tired you look and you realize you haven’t said a word in hours

hiding, pianos become the teeth.

early days arthur and john, at sean's homecoming party. things around camp are still tense and arthur's resentment still bleeds through.

[beabees]

i’m actually john marston irl, he’s literally me (the only things we have in common are commitment issues and a nicotine addiction)

[fvkvrodani]

this is genuinely how i imagine tilly w arthur (& john... whenever he actually lets himself be emotionally vulnerable) all the way to the end... just. thick as thieves, the three of them. will literally support each other through everything no matter what it is.

too bad r* fucking squandered tilly's character & just made her some girl in the camp instead...

[thedailybullshit]

RDR2 Incorrect Quotes pt. 29

Arthur: The one time I ignored Dutch’s advice, nothing went right for me.

Arthur: But when does anything go right for me anyway?

John: Beer me!

Arthur: What?

John: Hand me that water. I always say, “Beer me.” Gets a laugh, like, a quarter of the time.

Arthur: Lord, beer me strength.

Molly: I can’t do this. I’m leaving you.

Dutch: Not if I leave you first!

Molly:

Molly: This is your gang!

Tilly: Girls, is it gay to be a lesbian? Is it gay to raw a woman until she forgets her own name? Is that gay?

Dutch: Okay, here’s the plan. Arthur comes out of our hiding place to face the Pinkertons -

Arthur: I like it.

Dutch: - and we use Arthur as the human sacrifice.

Arthur: I like it.

Little John: Dad, why are there tides?

Young Dutch: *panicking* The moon is trying to steal our water but it’s very bad at it.

Dutch: Why are you wearing that scarf?

John: Why are you dressed like a gay sugar baby?

Dutch: . . . Okay.

Sean: I will put my A down to make “A”.

Karen: I will add to your “A” to make “AT”.

Tilly: I will add onto your “AT” to make “RAT”.

Lenny: I will add onto your “RAT” to make “BIOSTRATIGRAPHIC”.

Mary-Beth: *flips the board*

Charles: Remember, murder isn’t the answer.

Arthur: ‘Course not, it’s a question.

Sadie: And the answer is yes.

Dutch: I’m no sociopath. I always know that what I’m doing is wrong.

[heisamarvelouspersona]

Childs Play - Modern AU

summary: honestly just a sh!tty little oneshot ab the gang watching a horror movie w reader lmao. couple hints to a relationship between Arthur & reader. could just be a friendship tho. I've never written an AU before so i really hope i keep everyone in character <3

(also ik the chucky movies arent scary like at all but the thought of john and sean arguing over who looks more like the scarred-faced ginger killer doll made me giggle)

"oi Marston, he's got a mug almost as ugly as yours!"

"me? im not the one with the unruly carrot top. thats the real horror here,"

Sean and John continue to joke and yell over the film, in a feeble attempt to act less scared, makes it hard to believe them when theyre both clutched to Lenny and Abigail like little kids on their first day of school. Sean had orignially been cowering behind Karen (though he swore he was protecting her from the totally fictional horror movie) until she had become fed up with his whining and slapped him upside the head. "ruining the goddamn movie with your muttering," she had mumbled, leaving poor young Lenny to comfort the redhead alone.

Her decision to seat herself on the (what she thought to be) more mature of the two couch groups, alongside yourself, Arthur, Molly, Dutch and Hosea, had proven to be the wrong choice - trading in dumb and dumbers crys and whines for Dutches painful, painful, old man movie talk

"So who sent the doll to the house then?"

"we dont know Dutch,"

"Now who's bowl has the poison in it?"

"we dont know Dutch, thats the point."

"Now that Husbands gonna get caught with the nanny, its obvious. such bad writing,"

"...oh...it was the wife,"

Molly has her head in her hand, finding herself envying the helpless dead victims from the movie, who dont have to listen to her partners consistent rambling. Hosea and Arthur have both grown accustomed to this by now, seemingly fully immersed in the film as if there were no distractions.

you feel an eager tap on your leg,

"hey y/n - is this the one with the crazy doll porn?"

you lean down from the couch to the floor where Javier is sat, with his body turned to you, but his eyes still fully focused on the film infront of him.

"no, no. thats 'seed of chucky' this is 'curse of chucky',"

a mix of both disappointed mutters a sighs of relief come from the floor group, comprising of Javier, Charles, Sean (who has now been quite literally kicked off the couch by Lenny), Trelawney, and Uncle.

There were a total of six 'groups' during VDL gang movie nights. the two couch groups - comprised of those who could, and those who couldn't behave. the floor group, the dining table group - which was mostly just Mary-Beth gushing over the romantic undertones of every film, Ms Grimshaw, Pearson and Strauss - drinking red wine in the kitchen and chatting shit, and finally Micah - who is usually kicked out of the living room, to make sure that he wasn't "getting any ideas", as Arthur would put it.

By this point, everyone who wasn't talking or scared shitless was slowly falling asleep, Abigail somehow snoozing through Johns constant complaints. Arthurs eyes were lidded shut, his head leaning back. you nudge him every few minutes,

"yknow you can go rest - dont have to sit through this shitshow with the rest of us,"

"no, no, I'm just restin' my eyes is all," he'd swear.

"can't quite leave you to watch this scary picture all by yourself now can i?"

You couldn't help but chuckle at his old-man excuse for having his eyes closed, rolling your eyes at him, you accept his answer. You both know you aren't the type to get scared by a cheap slasher flick, but you were endeared by his supposed reasoning.

The film was coming to an end now and even Dutch had quietened down now, an arm around molly and his face plastered with a triumphant grin - he had successfully guessed the ending to the film, like he so often did. There was popcorn scattered over the floor (and mostly in Charles' hair) from Seans failed attempt at starting a food fight.

John had gotten over his fears (lectured by Abigail during the snack break about how getting scared of a Doll would set a bad example for Jack) he was now totally hyping up the film, muttering Chuckys one-liners under his breath and laughing to himself over it.

Charles inched toward the DVD player, case in hand as he dejected the disc that was playing.

"Are we putting on the next one?"

no. you were absolutely not.

A/N: i didnt know how to end this. honestly this is mostly just self indulgence bc i desperately miss watching horror movies w big groups of people </3. might make a part 2?

[milliondollarbaby87]

The Dead Don't Hurt (2023) Review

Two pioneers fight for their lives and find each other against all odds during the Civil War on the American frontier. ⭐️⭐️ Continue reading The Dead Don’t Hurt (2023) Review

[dazednstoned]

My favorite thing to imagine is all the mischief Tilly and John would get up to in their youth.

Them pranking Arthur, stealing candy from general stores, and getting on the very last nerves of Dutch, Hosea, and Grimshaw.

[mariocki]

Mako: The Jaws of Death (The Jaws of Death, 1976)

"The old man told me that the inlet was a very special place where he went to give sacrifice to their shark god. His people made a living from the sea. They could only survive through the good graces of the most powerful force they knew: the shark. I had done what no man had dared to try, and by their sparing my life, and killing those who would've killed me, I became a member of the shark clan. So, in return for my life, as long as I wear my medallion, I'll find friends everywhere amongst the sharks."

[fuzzyunicorn]

On god we (me n my husband🖤) r so ready 4 Halloween