#morgans moots

[ssamorganhotchner]

There's just something about this here photo 😏😏

The way he’s standing.. his arms crossed.. the fluffy hair.. leaning on the footboard behind him?? Oh so serious, SSA Hotchner 😩😅

If he stood like that staring at me while we were getting ready to go somewhere, we would not be leaving the house.

[tyrianluda]

this specific picture of dexter with the text is priceless

[tadpole-apocalypse]

Is it still OC kiss week? It might be at the end/almost over, but I think I can get a couple of them done at least 👉👈 for your consideration:

pros - good kisser, lots of tongue, bodacious bazongas

cons - wild magic sorcerer, so you might turn into a toad afterwards. Or explode in a ball of fiery death.

[nanavanderlinde]

What happens if Kirby eats Arthur Morgan

art done in procreate

[bazukazzo]

En carboncillo jjjj

[nulli-cat]

Wicked au

Layla is so Elphaba coded

[nthspecialll]

I love seeing people within my little interaction circle interact with one another, like I didn't even know yall knew one another but in my head we are now a little family.

[obsessivecelestial]

Heg- Ana tomy????? Something?? Practice??

Uh- Morgan belongs to my beloved friend @stormbreaker-290 (might as well tag, it’s your lil guy :3c)

I don’t

Undertaand body

Body do things

Brain can’t

I can… I can see how to do it in my mind… but my hand won’t li s t en

H e lp

[chaos-smh]

Closure

a/n: i love arthur morgan. this is very angsty. i sorta imagine this as a father/daughter relationship but you're free to interpret :) i would love to make this a longer fic well!

pairing/s: arthur morgan x reader (platonic)

content: mentions of death, grief, lots of angst, cuddly arthur! readers childhood best friend dies and arthur comforts them

word count: 861 words

Nothing but the flicker of a candle accompanied you as your chest heaved and stuttered with each sob that broke through you. Despite the nearby glow, a certain darkness seemed to shroud you, with your hands shivering against the crumpled piece of paper. Grief had always been a mysterious force that had weaved its way through your childhood but part of you had believed that those days were finally over. From what you had believed, there was hardly anybody left in your life that you held so close to your heart but you had never been so wrong. On some particular day, you had been drawn to the obituaries and there you had discovered that there was in fact someone left. There were hardly any words to describe how the news had left you but you knew that something inside of you had changed. You had always believed that the only form of grief was sadness, with melancholy people shrouding graves and draped in black but nothing could prepare you for the bitter waves of guilt that rattled you. However, with your current occupation, you were forced to bury your grief and managed to cover your mixed emotions with a certain tilt of your hat. You managed to retain your reputation in the gang but the sacrifice you made was becoming too much to handle. The dreary nights grew darker and longer with your heavy heart seeming to suffocate you as you would watch the sun rise day after day.

A brisk cough managed to bring you back towards the glow of the candle, your eyes stuttering through the darkness and towards the entrance of your tent. Part of you desperately wanted to maintain your guard and push through the pain but it suddenly felt too difficult.

“Arthur- I,” You croaked out. “This is too much.”

“Come ‘ere, kid” The older man almost sighed, his voice worn out but with a certain tenderness lingering with in it.

Arthur stepped through the tent with his weathered hand cautiously removing his stained hat as he settled down on his knee in front of where you sat on the cot.

Arthur gently grasped at one of your quivering hands with his thumb tracing subtle circles against your palm. For a moment he paused, unsure of what he could say but he was able to notice how quickly you started to settle down in his touch. Tears continued to spill from your eyes but the chorus of broken sobs eventually descended into quiet whimpers.

“I knew something weren’t quite right with you, kid,” He murmured in low voice, being careful not to disturb the secure silence that had formed between you both.

“Now— what’s happened?”

Despite the ache that lingered in your heart and the grief that clouded your own thoughts, it all started to clear as Arthur spoke softly to you. Even when you had first joined the group and everybody had been so sullen towards you with their persistent stares, Arthur had been there to welcome you. He had taught you many things about their way of life but you barely shared any words and you struggled to reach out in a way that you desperately yearned for.

“We grew up together— I loved her,” You sobbed out as you unclenched your fist, revealing the crumbled strip of newspaper.

There were so many words that swarmed in your mind but you struggled to form any kind of coherent sentence to explain what had happened.

Arthur scoured over the brief passage of text where a young girl’s name was printed in bold with the usual proceedings. When his narrowed eyes flickered over the recent date of death, he tightly squeezed your hand and a deep yet steady sigh slipped from his lips.

“I’m real sorry, y/n,” Arthur finally spoke with his words brief yet comforting. It was the way that he uttered your name that caused your heart to finally warm up.

“You come ‘ere now. I ain’t leaving you alone.”

Arthur reached out towards you but before you could say anything, you were pressed up against his chest with both of his sturdy arms wrapped around you. There was something about the way he hugged you that caused another sob to break through your chest but this time you were unable to tell whether it was your own grief or his sudden affection. Your eyes drifted shut as you focused on the steady beat of his heart and the rhythmic crackle of his chest with the echoey noise seeming to lull you back to peace. The stench of leather and burnt tobacco was strong but for a brief moment it reminded you of your distant childhood and you were suddenly back home, basking beneath the sun on your front porch with not a single care in the world. Despite your fractured cries, you both shared a comfortable silence and for once you felt as if you were finally safe again. He traced one of his coarse hands across your back, his actions almost speaking for him. He was there for you and you were beginning to understand that.

“I got you, kid.”

[doeeyedfrwak]

doe + 19

doe eyes and a perpetual gaze of terror ໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა

tw; dark themes

ps; pls don’t be afraid to send requests, i take all :(

[ssamorganhotchner]

💚💚💚

Bestie you are so sweet!! I love this ◡̈ I’m doing well, thank you! Laying in bed currently and watching criminal minds until I fall asleep 😅

[timdales]

made some silly goofy mbav characters as textpost things . hope u people enjoy

[fadingunknownobservation]

About me

Name: Fennek

Pronouns: This person/That person/person's

Alias: Fenn/Fennekin

Occupation: Student

Quote: "Trust yourself more,you will get further in future."

Hobby: Drawing,watching movies/TV shows,listening to music

Birthday: Nov 9th

Favourite movies/TV shows/series:Dexter,Alice in borderland,In the tall grass

[emerald-ranch]

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, Kenny!! 🎄🎁

You have been visited by Santa Arthur! May he bring you much luck and happiness for 2025!

Kenny, I think you're one of the most supportive and benevolent people ever, honey. Every time I posted something about being down or complaining about irl struggles, you were always there to cheer me up. I could never thank you enough for the attention you gave to me and my work, and more broadly the amount of love you seem to pass on to everyone. It just feels so great to have someone like you around here!! Please, never change that about you!

Have great and cozy Holidays, I send you and your loved ones much love and joy for the new year! 🎆

-Pine 🌱

Oh my thank you so much Pine!! This is so sweet, I really do appreciate all of the kind words, I will always be supporting you!! I hope you have an amazing new year 💕

[itapaenitet]

I have had a shower, put my hair into heatless curls, done my skincare, read my bible, snuggled into bed, put on a good show, and planned on scrolling until I got too sleepy to keep my eyes open. It's 6:44pm.

[mikossacrifice]

guys please dont ever stop liking dexter i love my mutuals sm💔💔

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