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Let's go lesbian's
Or not
They're bi
Still girlkissers tho 💥
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i talk a bunch about the similarities between john and jack, so let’s yap about the similarities between abigail and jack instead for a second.
while jack no doubt resembles his father a staggering amount, to the point where he can be mistaken for him several times throughout red dead 1, i also think he has obvious traits he inherited from his mother that, while less obvious at first, become very apparent under further scrutiny.
like, for example, he has her freckles— that one is canon. i like to think he has her smile. the way he talks was probably heavily influenced by her, though he did learn a lot of his snark from john. maybe he makes an irritated face at his own reflection one day and gets startled because it’s the exact same face his momma would make whenever his pa got on her nerves.
maybe he meets the few surviving members of the van der linde gang and spooks them by looking so much like his father. then he’ll smile, or laugh, or roll his eyes, and his resemblance to abigail will be immediately undeniable.
i just think it’d be important for him, since he quite obviously felt inferior to john for a lot of his childhood. he’s undoubtedly john’s son, but he’s also abigail’s, and that much is obvious to anyone who knew his parents.
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goofy shit i made based on a experience i had last saturday where i accdientally scrolled while selecting a place to fast travel to and i clicked annesburg instead of beechers hope
(john marston is traced from skweezy dibbs because i still cannot draw humans to save my life)
#art#shitpost#rdr#rdr2#red dead redemption#red dead redemption two#rdr john#rdr2 john#john marston#rdr abigail#abigail roberts#abigail marston
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sadigail kiss
#sadigail#sadie adler#abigail roberts#abigail marston#rdr#rdr2#red dead redemption#red dead redemption 2#drawing#rdr sadie#rdr abigail#rdr art#rdr fanart
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Unpopular opinion: t4t Abigail and John Marston
#johnigail#john marston#abigail marston#red dead redemption 2#red dead redemption 1#rdr1#rdr2#rdr john#rdr abigail
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abigail to john in the epilogue
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I remember how I'd find you, fingers tearing through the ground
Were you digging something up or did you bury something down?
#rdr2#red dead redemption 2#john marston#abigail roberts#rdr#red dead redemption#oh they are so dear to me#johnigail
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tips my fedora Hellooww ladiez 😏
#special feature sean “im into fat bitches mcguire#red dead redemption 2#rdr2#rdr#sadie adler#abigail roberts#karen jones#sean macguire#tilly jackson#mary beth gaskill#my art#digital art#fanart#sketches#illustration
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john and abigail >>>
#rdr2#rdr2 fanart#rdr2 fandom#red dead redemption 2#rdr2 community#vintage#vintage art#art#john x abigail#john marston#abigail marston#rdr2 john#rdr2 abigail#red dead fandom#red dead redemption community#red dead redemption fanart#red dead redemption#rdr#fanart
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mamas boy! (i think about him often)
#he makes me feel SICK#the marstson family in general does#rdr#rdr2#red dead redemption#jack marstson#jack marston fanart#abigail marston#red dead redemption fanart#my art
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have a somewhat happier post since i think i’ve tormented my poor boy enough recently:
i think most of us remember the full legal name being pulled out by our parents when we were in deep shit. do you guys think abigail would do the same thing whenever jack was in huge trouble? like maybe he’d have his nose in a book, hearing his ma’s usual yell of “john marston” across beecher’s hope, but then she tacks on “jr” and it’s like someone dumped ice water down his back. suddenly he’s filled with utter horror, because oh god, what did he do?
john and uncle would probably find it funny as hell, too. abigail is not someone to be trifled with, and if she’s mad at you, you’re in for it. jack will sometimes sass his mother (along with his father) in red dead 1, but never right in front of her, unless you count undead nightmare, but that’s non-canon. he can get away with being a little shit to his dad a lot of the time, but he probably knows better than to try it with her.
so i’d like to imagine that, whenever he’s either caught doing something he isn’t allowed to be doing, or abigail hears of him doing something stupid that almost gets him killed (ie: that time he almost got mauled to death by a bear in the mountains), he gets the full name at top volume treatment, and he knows he’s fucked up bad.
#sidenote: i find it funny that both john and jack have notable scenes where theyre found atop the snowy mountains#half dead and deeply injured after being fucking mauled by a wild animal#like someone needs to keep an eye on these idiot marston boys#marstonsboy musings#jack marston#john “jack” marston jr#rdr jack marston#rdr jack#rdr1 jack#rdr2 jack#abigail marston#abigail roberts marston#abigail roberts#rdr abigail marston#rdr abigail#rdr1 abigail#rdr2 abigail#john marston#rdr john marston#rdr john#rdr uncle#red dead redemption jack#red dead redemption 2#red dead redemption#rdr2#rdr#red dead redemption community#red dead fandom#red dead redemption headcanons#rdr headcanons
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nothing important to say just that i drew these during the weekend and that i finished playing rdr yesterday i'm devastated
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rdr2 characters + iconic tweets: part four
part one / part two / part three
#rdr2#red dead redemption 2#red dead redemption two#red dead redemption#rdr#karen jones#josiah trelawny#sadie adler#arthur morgan#john marston#abigail marston#micah bell#dutch van der linde#hosea matthews#lenny summers#one of them is a tumblr post ik <3
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I feel like a lot of people forget that the Van Dir Linde gang was actually famous in their universe- Dutch Van Dir Linde was as famous as the real life Butch Cassidy. The gang had as much infamy as the Wild Bunch or the Dalton gang. Arthur Morgan, John Marston, Bill Williamson, Javier Esculla, Lenny Summers, Charles Smith, Sean McGuire and more were probably as famous as the real life Doc Holliday, Jesse James, Black Bart, Rufus Buck, Ike Clanton, the Sundance Kid, Wild Bill Hickock, and more.
Sadie Adler would've been just as famous. She was a gunslinger like the real life Calamity Jane and Anne Oakley and she was an outlaw at one point like Laura Bullion, Pearl Hart, Belle Star, The Cassidy Sisters, and more.
The other women of the camp would've probably been less popular but still very intriguing figures to people in the future.
In the newspapers, we see that there are songs about Dutch's boys and books too. Trelawny mentions them being on dime novels. In the future, the pieced together story of the Van Dir Linde gang might've gotten adapted into a movie, similar to "Butch Cassidy and the Sun Dance Kid" or "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford". They could've gotten biopics, documentaries, and more.
Historians and fans of the wild West era would dig up records, find pictures, and maybe even track down people who were apart of the gang, accomplices to the gang, or victims of the gang. They would try to piece together stories to figure out the mystery of what actually happened to the gang.
People would argue over things that happened in the gang and have their evidence to back it up. Letters written by gang members would become so valuable. If they ever someone come across Arthur's journal, it would probably be considered one of the most valuable pieces of documentation to ever exist for that time period.
The guns of the gang would probably be kept in museums if found. Albert Mason's portrait of Arthur Morgan would be found in history books, same as other pictures.
Dutch would probably be a very controversial figure in history- some would hail him as a failed hero and others would condemn his violence no matter the reason- they wouldn't know what the people in the gang knew- especially in the end. Same with the rest of the gang members.
They'd probably all get romanticized. Hosea and Dutch's friendship, the raising of the boys, Dutch and Annabelle and his fued with Colm, Mary and Arthur, John and his family, Javier being a revolutionary- no one would know the full story.
And then there is Jack- he may live to see the 1960s and 70s and 80s. He may have grandchildren who'd pull him into a theater to watch a retelling of the gang that he was a part of at one point. He'd be amused. He'd think that the actor playing his father was too clean looking, too pretty. He'd think that the movie Arthur was too skinny. He'd think that the man playing Dutch had a funny voice as he tried to mimic the accent. He'd laugh and make notes in his head of the historical accuracy. He'd feel sorrowful at the deaths of the characters- he knew them at some point. And no one at the theater would know that the old man with the rowdy bright eyed boys who brought him there was Jack Marston, the last of the Van Dir Linde gang.
Jack might talk about it to the public. He might do interviews. He might even write a book about his father, the infamous John Marston. Those would be priceless. Even Beecher's Hope might be kept around and visited as a historical site for history goers.
And honestly? It is such a bittersweet thing.
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family photo........
#rdr2#john marston#jack marston#abigail marston#marston family#rdr2 jack marston#rdr2 john marston#rdr2 abigail roberts#undead nightmare#rdr
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Dreams | Arthur Morgan/Reader
Word Count : 1.1k Summary : Arthur starts having dreams of starting a family with you Warnings/tags : Cursing, fluff, mention of infidelity, just Arthur being a sweet guy <3
He knows he shouldn’t feel like this. Shouldn’t be having these thoughts, because all they are just dreams. They’re never going to become a reality. Not when they’re constantly on the move, running from place to place. He sees the way it affects Jack, poor kid, not knowing what the hell is going on. And his daddy doesn’t exactly help him understand.
He can’t even say he would be a better father, he wasn’t before.
Hell you two ain’t even married yet, and he’s not that much of a fool. Not anymore. His regret for not marrying Eliza weighs heavily on him most days, even if he didn’t love her in that way. Now you on the other hand, he loves you more than anything. More than this stupid gang, more than life itself. He would happily lay down his life if he knew you would be happy, safe.
When these thoughts enter his head, he can’t say. His days sort of blend together, making it hard to pinpoint. Although seeing you interact with Jack doesn’t help.
You are so sweet, so motherly, hell you even mother the younger folks in the gang. Soft touches, kind words, but internally strong. You have all the qualities he finds attractive in a woman. Somehow you fell for him just as hard as he fell for you.
But he ain’t a fool, he knows this ain’t the right time or place. So instead he writes down all these dreams in his journal, his safe place. The place where he can say anything without being judged. He dreams of little girls, he didn’t know how to interact with Isaac. Too afraid of being his own father. Girls seem less daunting, and a little you would be perfect. He already has one angel, what’s one more?
He comes up with the name while north of Brandywine Drop. The bright purple flowers caught his eye just off the trail.
Violet.
Violet Beatrice Morgan.
His heart sings, scribbling the name down in the margins of his journal. He finds himself writing VM in his journal, smiling foolishly to himself. It’s beautiful, his precious flower.
It’s not like you meant to snoop. You were looking for Arthur, since he was nowhere to be found. You entered his tent, which in reality wasn’t much of a tent at all, finding his journal open. You walked over to it, looking over the worn page. There were the normal doodles he drew, along with his flowing hand writing. But one thing stood out to you, a pair of initials circled by hearts. VM.
You furrowed your brows, you couldn’t think of anyone you knew with the initials VM. Those definitely weren’t your initials either.
With your curiosity peaked you flipped through a couple more pages. VM was written everywhere, along with those damn little hearts.
You felt that little green monster grow inside you the further you looked into his journal. Biting your cheek so hard you could taste blood. It did nothing to quench the fire inside of you.
“Darlin?” Arthur called walking into the so-called tent. You dropped the journal back onto the table, turning to face him. “There you are.” He grinned walking towards you.
“Here I am.” You said forcing a smile.
“Hosea said you were looking for me.” He said softly, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, "Anything you need?”
“Must have forgot.” You said with a noncommittal shrug, “I ought to get back to work.” You nod walking past him. Arthur furrowed his brow at your attitude. Did he say something to offend you?
Then his eyes fall onto his open journal. His stomach drops at the sight. Jesus, you saw. You saw all of it. You were probably thinking the worst, seeing the initial surrounded by hearts. How was he gonna fix this?
You stomped off to the edge of camp, trying to wrack your brain as to who this VM could be. And why was Arthur drawing hearts beside the initials? Maybe you had this all wrong, Arthur would never do anything to hurt you. He was a good man, a man you could trust. Wasn't he?
“Y/n!” He called trailing behind you, a crestfallen expression on his face. You stopped at the tree lining, biting your lip as you turned to face him. “I can explain.”
“I’m sure you can.” You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest.
“I-“ He sighed looking down, pinching the bridge of his nose as he let out a low curse.
“Who is she?” You asked clenching your jaw. He furrowed his brows looking up at you.
“What?” He asked, his hands settling on his hips.
“VM, the girl you keep drawing hearts around. Who is she?” You were blunt, something he loved so much. Always telling it like it is, never leaving him to guess your feelings. A small smile spread on his face, which only made you more mad. “Seriously, you think this is funny?” You hissed, taking a step towards him. Arthur only had one choice, to tell you the truth.
“Violet.” He said softly, reaching for you. “Violet Morgan.” You let him wrap his hand around your forearm, pulling you close to his chest.
“Who is Violet Morgan?” You asked, swallowing thickly. He sighed, looking off to the side, wetting his lips.
“She’s uh-“ He shook his head, a nervous smile on his lips. “She’s not exactly real, not yet at least.” He said.
You shook your head, brows knitted together, “Not real? The hell you mean, not real?”
“I-“ He rubbed the back of his neck looking down, “It’s uh- shit.”
“Spit it out Morgan.” You huff throwing your arms up.
“I thought of a name,” He explained, “A name for a girl if we- if we have one some day.” He said with a shrug, his cheeks flushed, almost as though he had been in a scuffle.
Oh.
If we have one some day.
“Oh Arthur.” You said softly, a smile spreading across your face. Feeling suddenly very foolish for doubting your man. “That's so sweet.” You took a step forward, tilting his face up to look at you.
“Yeah?” He asked, looping his fingers in his gun belt.
“Yeah.” You repeated, nodding. “Jesus you had me scared you were gonna tell me you found someone else.” You chuckled, shaking your head.
“Never. There ain’t no one else in this goddamn world that could replace you.” He said his hand reached up to cup your face. “You’re uh- you’re it for me darlin.” His bright blue eyes peered into yours, love and affection pouring out in his expression.
“When we have our girl.” You said brushing away a stray strand of honey brown hair, “Violet will be a perfect name.” He grinned, wrapping a hand around your waist.
“Guess it’s settled then.” He said as he leaned down to press his lips against yours.
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