#redemption charlotte

[jellyfosh]

Kraken Leviathan Dark

beware of the wittle Quacken and its henchmen of jellyfishes (virabots)

Dark: I’m a monster rawr rawr rawr >:3 fear me

[wastrident]

Well ... you ain't gonna last much longer out here if you don't know how to hunt. Come on. I'll show you.

Red Dead Redemption 2 (2018)

[arthursfuckinghat]

(˶ ˘ ³˘)ˆᵕ ˆ˶).∘☆˚♡

[werewolfarthurmorganenjoyer]

I'm sensing a pattern here Arthur.

Bonus:

[papaue00]

charlotte balfour appreciation

[saintemarvel]

Arthur + some friends and family

[wildflowerdoeeyed]

how many shots would i have to drink to get with rdr2 characters mostly vdl gang and side characters (for sillies) (from a lesbian)

disclaimer - i’ve only played rdr2, i only know rdr1 from tt and the characters being on rdr2 online.

ladies first;

sadie - 2, she intimidates me

karen - 1, same as sadie

marybeth - sober

mary - sober

abigail - sober

charlotte - sober (i need to return to her as john but im early in the epilogue)

susan - 5 shes a bit old buttt 👀

black belle - 3 for confidence she’s scary af

molly - SOBER (dutch didn’t know how to handle all that)

bonnie - sober big smooch for her

(i won’t put tilly in here because i feel like she’s like a younger sister to arthur most the time so i can’t see her like that)

okay so now the guys

arthur - 2 he scares me

dutch - 5 as long as he shuts upppp

micah - alcohol poisoning (6 feet under)

hosea - he reminds me of my papa

uncle - he’s my pookie would drink with him

sean - 2, i don’t think i can get over “maguire jr”

john - 3 he’s a bit too greasy

javier- 1 people forget the bar scene in valentine man was awkward af

charles - sober.

kieran - 1 he’s a bit stinky but i get what marybeth saw

eagle - sober

rains - sober

reverend - 1

lenny - 2, don’t let him drink because i’m not running around for him again

[fnife]

Hey… Slides over some Hazbin Helluva heart emojis.. <3

[beatrikss]

i've never seen this palettes trend with rdr2 so..

𓈒໒꒱

I wanted the names of the shadows to not be so meaningless and to fit the characters as well, and most do have their meanings

[deadworldwideweb]

the women of red dead redemption — rdr 2 side characters

[uunmitigatedpoppycock]

Me and the girls about to suffer a horrible death

[jellyfosh]

Awww charlotte is so cute

she is ☺️

[ravenquingvax]

i wish there was more albert and charlotte side missions...

i wish we had more stuff to do with charles...

i wish Arthur, Charlotte, Albert and Charles could all just hang out together... appreciating nature together... being silly...

they just seem like they'd all make very good friends...

or a really cute polycule...

[brujahinaskirt]

"my video game takes are rooted in text and supported by canon," i say, desperately trying to convince you that charlotte balfour killed a man

anyway

OUR WORST CREATURES Chapter 9: A Cat in Tall Grass

Arlotte. Crime Drama, Horror. Recommended 18+

“Tell the damn story, then, if you’re so dead set on it. Ain’t a complicated question: Would you have shacked up with the man ’f you knew he was a bloodsucking bank robber or not?” “You don’t think I’m dodging the question to spare your feelings, do you? The story is that—really—I don’t know. Maybe I just don’t know who I am anymore.” Slicing the last carrot, she lifts the knife to give it a whimsical stir. “It bears asking: Do any of us really know who we are at any one point of our lives?” “Do not recite Aristotle at me, lady.” “That you think my secondhand bullshit is Aristotle is very funny. All I have today is my own bullshit. And hindsight, which is the same thing.” He rolls his eyes—she can feel it—but doesn’t snap back with anything else, which can only mean he is waiting for her to stop pussyfooting around and continue the tale. But this question hanging between them feels a little less suffocating now, which means the friendship, dinged and hobnailed as it is, has done its job. “Hindsight thinks I would have run for high ground… or at least away from Missouri. I hope that’s the person I was,” Charlotte decides. She pinches her blade in between the folds of her old skirt and fleeces away orange blood. “Or I might have let him talk me into it, to hell with it all. But I will say this, if you’ll endure my honesty: I understand your belle’s predicament.” Arthur grunts thoughtfully, like a dog deciding how to tackle a cumbersome bone. “Me, too. Maybe better to break your heart the way yours broke. At least you know somebody really cared for you in the first place.” “I—I suppose so,” Charlotte says. She grips the steel in her fingers, stilling it through the cloth. It is clean now. The stain has transferred to her dirty clothes.

Here's the rest.

[papaue00]

some charlotte balfour appreciation