#red dead 2 tag game

[miguxadraws]

Ragatha as Arthur Morgan

That's will be 🔥

this is the best request i've ever gotten in the history of this blog and i was more than happy to draw it

[noonesrnd]

MY NAME IS JOHN MARSTON 🗣️

[rockabully]

and god said draw trelawny

[kayomin]

normal jovier enjoyer

[javierduffy]

fandomhopping but refusing to change my art style to suit the media better

[valfeathers]

(stumbles into a room covered in blood and sweat) i painted

[ghostlakan]

enter pursued by a memory

[bourbonificould]

The Walking Dead Game Characters as the Van der Linde Gang

+ Antagonists; with @debtnramen & @juno-box

shit ton of tags

[wayemd]

outing myself as a cowboy enjoyer

closeups below cut

The Dutch is based on a post I made on my main lol. Woot woot.

[synthsays]

EEEE my favorite NPC of all time!!

[stdismas]

BEFORE / AFTER GIF CHALLENGE.

thank you for the tag, @eternalergo!

tagging (if you'd like to!): @zevrans, @ladyverdance, @miyku, @halfwayriight, @shadowsofrose, @stedebonnets, @evilvvithin

[noonesrnd]

periodically think about John and how pleasant it is to draw him 🏜

[gaslightwestern]

Writing Pride Tag: Blackwater

📝 Post a snippet you are extra proud of having written.

Beneath him the pavement was bleeding black, turning into a faded cobblestone. Ears ringing, Arthur gripped onto a streetlight to stay upright. People kept streaming by but their clothes were all wrong. Longer hemlines from yesteryear rippled; khaki cotton in place of suits. Expressions grew exaggerated as time stretched thick and slow like pulled taffy. Lips spoke without sound as the ringing swelled into the rumbling of a rolling barrage. The waterfront was gone, replaced by little houses and shops with gaping holes from artillery shells. Heart pounding furiously, Arthur could feel the throbbing in his roots of his teeth as they clenched down around a single name. “John.” He needed to find John. That wouldn’t happen down here. Not with the crowds and chaos and memories blending with the here and now. He needed to get up high. Narrow and taller than the rest, the ferry terminal became a lighthouse drawing Arthur through the man-made fog. Smoke clung to the air the way his sweat-soaked shirt did his back. Through the haze, concrete and steel shot out of the ground like jagged teeth, swallowing the war-town village whole. Arthur couldn’t tell whether he was running through the past or present but he kept going.

This is from Chapter 31. Finding something from the more recent Chapter 32 without spoiling everything proved impossible!

Thanks to @winterandwords for the tag! Tagging you back along with @orphanheirs, @pipdepop, @karkkidoeswriting, and @writingamongther0ses. No pressure, as always. <3

[pr]

red dead redemption as text posts 1/?

[ineffably-poetic]

hey guess who finally finsihed rdr2 (including the epilogue) a couple days ago. me !!

and guess who started a new save file today because i'm obsessed?? also me :D

[revnah1406]

I was tagged by @kaitaiga my top 4 current fictional crushes! Thank you for the tag pookie!! 🧡🧡✨

Do I have a type? Yes. Sad men and Big muscle mommies. No, I won't answer any questions.

Now for the tagging!: @efingart @alypink @applbottmjeens @sleepyconfusedpotato @islandtarochips and anyone who sees this!