zarkishere
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zarkishere · 16 hours ago
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my favorite media trope
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zarkishere · 2 days ago
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kierans
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zarkishere · 2 days ago
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timewarp rdr2 au but Arthur types texts like he's writing letters
and then there's Sean who cuts his words as much as he needs so his dms look like
" k omw xoxo "
Arthur has to ask Jack for help every single time
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zarkishere · 3 days ago
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JAVIER
JAVIER ESCUELLA SQUARED
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zarkishere · 3 days ago
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A starry night
short little thing cause i love them <3
Ruben sat on a log near one of the campfires; it was late, really late, but what started as some simple wondering on past actions ended up snowballing into a whole session of overthinking, which now had the mixed man incapable of sleep. Usually he'd ask his hidden lover, Javier Escuella, for some comfort but...the man was nowhere to be seen. Ruben was sure Javier told him where he'd go but he found he could not remember for the life of him. He wondered where Mac Callander, one of his closest friends was, (the other person who'd usually bring him some sort of comfort too) but Ruben was advised by Sean Mcguire not to wait... Of course, this had Ruben thinking Mac had gone out drinking again. And he soon found out he was right. First, he heard horses, then...it almost sounded like someone fell of their horse...then grass and eventually some very angry gaelic muttering. Ruben giggled to himself. " ya alright? " He asked towards the darkness where the noise came from. " Feck off " the darkness answered " 'm just worried 'bout cha " Ruben huffed as he got up, dusting his pants off Mac rolled his eyes and stretched, hard enough Ruben could hear his back popping. " 'm fine, 'm alright...don't worry so much " He grumbled, stumbling a little and nearly falling. The mix of smells on his body was pretty disgusting...tabaco, alcohol, sweat...Ruben was sure he'd gotten into some scuffle, given the blood on his knuckles.
" i can't help it " Ruben answered, crossing his arms over his chest " do ya want some water? i can guide you to your roll otherwise.. "
Mac gives a scoff, waving his hand dismissively when Ruben mentioned resting...though, his drunken self is starting to get more and more tired...
" don't need to go yet, 'm fine. And I don't want yer damn water " Mac retorted, but he was already swaying on his feet. Ruben sighed " Mac...c'mon, lemme help ya scotsman " He gently moved his hand closer and offered it to Mac, giving him puppy-dog eyes. Mac grimaced, scoffed, and took his hand. Ruben beamed with happiness as Mac accepted his offer. He led the larger man to a log and playfully nudged him to sit down, to which Mac shot him a glare but didn’t say anything more..he's too tired (and a bit too drunk) to argue anyways. " i'll be back, okay? " Ruben reassured, as if worried Mac would grow antsy. " mhm... " Mac hummed, crossing his arms. The reassurance felt stupid to him, but he knew Ruben was the nervy type, so at some point he stopped complaining.
Ruben sprinted toward the water bucket nearby, and he would've crashed into it if he hadn't had a few remaining neurons working. He sighed, grabbing a probably clean mug and filling it up before he trotted back to Mac, hand over the top of the mug, so no water spilled out. " here ya go, scotsman! " Ruben gave him a smile as he handed him the mug Mac yawned as he opened his eyes and looking up at Ruben. He grabs the mug of water with both hands, bringing it to his lips to take a big sip. " ...thanks " He mumbles with the smallest of voices, clearing his throat afterward. When he looks up at Ruben, his face looks softer...though that's probably just the drunkenness. Ruben hums a response, tapping his foot on the dirt below his feet twice before looking back at Mac. He tilted his head. Mac was confused. " so...you okay? " He asked again, licking the pad of his thumb and wiping the corner of Mac's mouth clean. Mac stiffened up at the touch. He was even more confused now. At the gentleness, the intimacy...something he was not used to. Once he recovers, he grunts and smacks his hand away...
" I'm fine " He mutters " stop touchin' me " " oh--sorry " Ruben pulled his hand away, a wave of worry running over his face. Mac was weird about touch...some days it was fine, others Ruben could swear Mac would snap his neck if he tried anything. " i..uhh... " He scratched his neck nervously " do you...want me to leave? "
Mac sees his uncomfortable expression and immediately sighs.
" Nay... "
He sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. After some moment of silence, he sighs again and glances at the space beside him on the log.
" Sit down." Ruben nods and waddles closer, sitting next to him " how...uhm... " He scratched his hand " how was drinking..? " He asks, unsure, just trying to keep the conversation going.
Mac shifts a little so he's sitting straight, trying to make himself more comfortable as Ruben sits next to him.
" ...whiskey was great...an' fighting was great too...not a good combination though "
He says with a scoff, looking off into the distance for a moment. It's as if he's thinking about something...but he quickly snaps out of it and looks back at Ruben. Ruben follows his gaze for a second, a little lost on what Mac's looking at, before looking back at him with a little smirk " you sure like to do it, though " He giggled, poking Mac's side " i thought Davey would've gone wit'cha...? "
Mac lets out the slightest of chuckles, flinching a little. He shakes his head with a scoff. He mumbled something about Davey being a dumb idiot before responding with " Nah...said he got things to do, didn't wanna go out to drinkin' wit me " " aww...he's finally leaving the nest " Ruben said, playfully mocking Mac " how do you feel, mother hen? " Mac scoffs, a hint of a smirk on his face. He gives Ruben a smack in the back of his head.
" Shut yer yap, Connor, don't call me that " He says in a light-hearted grumble, shaking his head. Ruben pouts, rubbing the back of his head " rude " Mac snickers. He shifts a little on the log, trying to get comfortable.
" Aye, I ken." He sighs, picking at his nails.
" You really worry too damn much. " He says in a matter-of-fact tone, leaning back, eyes closed. " whatever.. " Ruben huffs.
He keeps quiet for a few moments before speaking again. " Seriously, though, why you care so much " Silence settled in once more, the only noise filling the air was crickets, other critters of the night and some gang members snores...
" can i not care about my friend? " Ruben eventually asked, fixing his hair before he crossed his legs " i don't know...i just care about you " Mac lets out a scoff, although it's not exactly aimed at Ruben, per se. It's more of a scoff towards himself... he doesn't really know how to accept being so openly cared about apart from Davey, it's something he's foreign to.
" You care too damn much...you're gonna get hurt one day. " " if it's for you guys, i don't mind " Ruben shrugged, yawning " i wouldn't mind doin' anything for you guys... " He adds, looking down at his hands like he's seeing something on them. Mac silently agrees; he'd do most anything for the gang...for Davey and Ruben, specially. He understands the feeling. The blood, there but also not. He just hums and nods, looking off into the distance again. It's gonna be a long night. _______________ ALRIGHT THATS ALL YIPPPEEEE IDK IF THIS IS GOOD !! IM NOT A WRITER !!! IM JUST INSAE YIPPIESAYY AYYYYY
not really shipping but do what you want i guess lol
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zarkishere · 3 days ago
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BLOWING UP RIGHT NOW
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OH MY GODDDDD YIPPPEEEEEE
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zarkishere · 3 days ago
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whittling a mini version of himself
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zarkishere · 3 days ago
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Pls.. Mire on the callander boys.. Pls.. I love the way u characferize them i NEEEDDDD more headcanons feom you🤩
HELLLL YEAHGJHFH YUIPPEEEE I LOVE YAPPING ABOUT THEM !!!
Mac nd Davey hcs time LETSGOOOO
i'm not sure i ever explained their scars in my character sheet soo...i'll explain those first :3 _______
- Neck -
back then, my hc was that they joined the gang because they were nearly hanged, but Dutch swooped in at the last second to save them, and ever since that they clung to him like sad puppies. I’ve changed my mind about how they joined a lot, I don't really have a real 'this is how they joined the gang' thought in my head rn sooo...i guess now I just think that scar comes from 'they're lil bitches, they've dodged hanging by a thread before for SURE' - Arms -
Davey has a scar on his left forearm that I just labeled 'burnt' which is kind of funny to me...he got it trying to sneak food from the pot too early and got spooked when someone called for him. He jerked his arm away and YEOCH!! dumb dumb idiot.
Mac's scar is from an explosion...dumb dumb idiot x2 - Legs -
Bro (Davey) got plenty of scars on his knees from falling as a kid. I imagine they were really energetic and probably went fishing along the rocky shore, leading to quite a few owchies.
The scar near his knee is from a gunshot wound; someone tried to take him out and shot him there to keep him from escaping (he's stupid and ran out of bullets). Luckily, Mac saved him before he could take a bullet to the forehead <3
then...the matching beartrap scars....they're just stupid that's all HASJHASJHAS <3 - Stomach -
Mac has a few on his lower stomach, cause uhmmm…someone really wanted him dead !! stabbed him a few times. it a miracle he lived, really.
__________ Other HC'S : -------------
Their parents weren't particularly abusive (in fact, they were quite lovely), but they were 1800's nuclear family, so you can imagine Mac and Davey got a good few good smacks every now and then. It's no surprise Mac has anger issues, given he's the older brother. He got it worse than Davey. Davey does not remember ever getting hit, or anything bad happening in fact, and since Mac refuses to tell him anything bad from their childhood, Davey isn't consciously aware about it. His unconscious knows, though. not the kind of thing you'd forget. Whenever Dutch raises his voice, the brothers can feel themselves grow tense..
Davey really loved his mom, like a lot. Not a momma's boy, but she always patched him up (trouble child lol) and spent time with him whenever Mac left with their dad... He's scared of thinking of her, 'cause what if he's forgotten her face? her voice?
Mac (used to) love his dad! spent all the time he could with him, and since Mr.Callander REALLY wanted Mac to be just like him, he taught Mac everything he could. What a shame that Mac became such a disappointment, no? He looks at himself in the mirror and sees his father, telling him he'd better keep himself in line.
Mac and Davey really liked fishing--not with a fishing pole, but with nets! they used to do so as kids, this tiny river that only really had smaller fish...
Davey really likes getting the bridge of his nose caressed. He NEVER told anyone, since it's really embarrassing, but...Mac knows. Of course he does, he's the one that figured it out. Davey was just a little baby when he did. Cute little baby David Callander sleeping on a rug, Mac sitting right next to him softly caressing his nose with the pad of his index finger.... Davey doesn't remember that, but Mac could swear it happened just yesterday.
They lived on the streets since their parents died, robbing and fighting folk until they were nearing their 26th birthday, and they managed to escape Scotland (they were already very wanted men). They sneaked on a boat, unaware of where it was headed, just hoping it'd be better than their old home... Mac still grieves their parents old house, even if they never went near it again after they died.
Since the brothers lived on economy of war pretty much their whole life, they're REALLY cheap about most things...they're the kind of people to check out 10 shops just to see which one's the cheapest. That is if they choose to pay at all...
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Alright that's all HASHJKASHJAS i have more but i thought this was long enough :) i love them so much yippeee I MISS THEMMM NOOOOOO (blows up)
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zarkishere · 3 days ago
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zarkishere · 3 days ago
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ughhh i was outside FOR TWO DAYS BRUV holy shit i've been home for maybe an hour
i miss you tumblr people...
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zarkishere · 3 days ago
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STOP THIS MADNESS.
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Beheaded.
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zarkishere · 3 days ago
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why would you hurt me like this
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MY WIFEE NOOOOOO
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headless horseman kieran
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zarkishere · 5 days ago
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zarkishere · 6 days ago
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I remembered so uh have Ruben rant
TW// Gore, sadism
One of my favorite things when making an OC is thinking 'what do they eat?'. I don't know why, I just find it really entertaining! For example, Colin (my SM OC) is a vegan (which is funny to me, since he's around cannibals all the time), Winger eats mostly meat (small mice and whatnot, since he's a bird of prey), and Ruben...well, he's particular for an interesting reason!
You see, Ruben has ageusia...what's that? well, it means that he can't taste things. No sweet, sour, salty, bitter or whatever else. (which means his sense of smell is also fucked up)
He was born that way--no one else in his family has that, he didn't get an infection or anything, he was just born that way. Because of this, his preference in food comes from the texture of the meal, rather than the taste since he...yknow...can't taste things.
The thing is that in his whole life, Ruben NEVER found out that people Actually Taste Things. He thought when people said 'this food tastes good' they meant the texture, and that it was just some odd language thing where when you're talking about food you don't say texture, you say taste! (he's a little stupid, bear with him)
BECAUSE he relies on the feeling rather than taste or smell, he really likes trying new foods! No 'taste' in the way in case of putrid food, just pure texture. After he saw his mom get killed and ended up alone, even in the short while he was in solitude, it took a toll on him. Ruben is a social creature, so...being alone is the worst kind of torture for him.
At first, hunting was a bit disgusting, and he wasn't particularly good at it at first, so it was even worse. It made him feel guilty. Poor beast, innocent of any blame, getting killed and cooked (poorly) for a sinners' survival. But he slowly started finding it more and more interesting, biting and scratching as if he was a monster himself when the prey dared to fight back. Putting his hands in their guts, feeling the dying warmth of the carcass...not in a sexual way, please don't be weird.
Of course, this moved on to humans too. The feel of the knife at a mans throat, the sound of the blood starting to bubble at their throat, the panic in their eyes... Ruben REALLY enjoys killing with knives. It feels more personal.
His honor is pretty neutral, I suppose. He's not a good person, not a horrible one (although you might think so because of what I just said LOL), BUT, in the main AU his honor is mid-high....why? because of Javier. They talked about morals, helping people, friends and family, revolution! and it really helped Ruben become a better person. He's a follower, tell him something, and he'll stick with it. With Javier, Ruben turns his sadness into creativity; embroidery, sewing, baking, hunting. He's loyal, kind, still a bit sadistic, but he follows Charles and Javier, and they say that's wrong, so he keeps himself in line.
But...in alternate AU's where he doesn't start dating Javier... Ruben sticks with the Callander brothers. And in those AU's he turns out MUCH WORSE. With the callanders that sadness becomes rage. rage at everyone, at the government for taking what he loved, at the people around him for not understanding him, at himself for becoming this THING... He becomes a true sadist (not that he wasn't before, it's just that he lets himself indulge in it). His appearance is different too, much more scarred and a lot angrier.
He kills for fun, hunts people down for sport, just to see how long they can run. He becomes an issue for the van der Linde gang, and after the Callanders die, he just...leaves...
It's not that they don't talk about all that stuff, it's just that for Mac and Davey (who have been alone most of their life, always fighting for survival) life is just dog vs dog. It doesn't matter who you're killing, it's not personal, it's just to survive...and Ruben only hears the 'it doesn't matter who you're killing' part LOL
wahh wahh I'm not proofreading sorry I've been trying to write this since like 10am (it's now 1.30pm) but I kept getting distracted waa waa
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zarkishere · 6 days ago
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if I remember tomorrow ill yap about Ruben 😁
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zarkishere · 6 days ago
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STREAMING MY FIRST TIME PLAYING RDR!
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zarkishere · 6 days ago
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boy i'd make the sun sizzle out with my own spit if you wanted me to do so 😒 don't play wit me
Would you cuddle with a friend if they asked?
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