#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.

[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.”

[timdales]

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

[betta-phish]

*Holding up a microphone to you*

How do you feel about Lasko Moore?

very normal.

[the-kr8tor]

I want Aizawa to rearrange my organs☹️

What if I rearrange your organs with my hammer instead? 🔨 And not in a way thay you think it is before you play with my words again

[livsjaded]

INTRO <3

redoing this because i have more than one hyperfixation atm and i need to post abt ALL OF THEM. also looking for moots with similar interests.

hii, i am lee !! i am bi and i go by she/they. i like (and will post about) wrestling, video games and music. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🇮🇪

fav wrestlers:

liv morgan

jade cargill

bianca belair

jack perry

hook

willow nightingale

kris statlander

AND MORE (too lazy to write them all out)

my fav video games:

red dead redemption 1&2

mortal kombat

the dark pictures anthology

the quarry

saints row 1&2 (maybe 3)

and more !! (again… way too lazy atm to name all of them lmaoo)

UH THIS IS ALL I CAN THINK OF ATM /:

it is all over the place lmao… i am writing this at 2am lmaoo

anyways… LOOKING FOR MOOTS :)

[vind3miat0r]

I swear to god I followed you?????

TODAY IS A BEAUTIFUL DAY I AM OFFICIALLY TUMBLR MOOTS WITH MORGAN MORGANSPLACE

[memind]

nothing matches the rawness of criminal minds season 2 i love every single episode

[thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles]

I love your new theme !!!

I think it matches someone’s but idk

[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 😅

[sh0jun]

Youre backpack i missed u :>

I was always here

@welp-back-on-my-bs

[binchannies]

ABOUT ME — ♡

ychris , he blade , autistic lesbian who is very serious about mf48, mr73 & the hughes brothers :D ! i’m not very active here but i usually make an appearance in reposts :) i also am a regressor & system host ♡

please be mutuals with me! i like flyers rangers stars devils & leafs :) ! i also like kpop !

DNI: bigots, mspec lesbians, zionists, age players / people who engage in that sort of space, ed & sh spaces, & kraken fans (half joke i guess..).

might post once in a while ♡ :)

[tsvitmar]

Arthur ^__^

I've recently started watching Markiplier's videos on rdr2 (because I'm not able to play it myself 😭👍) and I love this game so far omg!!

[angelhotchner]

just casually thinking about sucking hotchie off in his office when everyone else has left 😌

oh god damn I'm thinkin of him making this exact expression when running tongue all over it 🤤

[choco-1601]

I feel like I don’t see as much morston posts anymore and that makes me sad

[bvckleyydiaz]

aaron hotchner has a praise kink fight me