Reblog this and money will be entering your life this week
Ill try it
I need it
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Just Arthur’s spirit animal checking up on him, making sure he’s doing ok.
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The world @ Ewan Mcgregor: So about the new Kenobi movie-
Ewan Mcgregor, in full Obi Wan Kenobi makeup with the Obi Wan beard, wearing jedi robes and holding a lightsaber in his hand: I havent heard any news about it but I would love to participate in it if they want me
blessed are those who hunger for cowboys
blessed are those who hunger and thirst for cowboys
Found the most dramatic sit spot in the game. This is where Arthur comes to be emo.
Arthur: *accidentally slaps John*
John: :..(
Arthur: I’m real sorry! oh my god, don’t tell Hosea. I’m sorry. yall hungry?? i’ll make ya beans!! john please don’t tell dutch neither….look i got beans,,
I heard Jack crying whilst changing clothes
I will throw hands with John
Anonymous asked:
it’s come to the point where i open tumblr and search ur url first to see if there’s any tasty new arthur content and then go about my usual blogging, you’ve got me WHIPPED
He’s shucking off his dress shirt when you snag the hat from atop his head.
From his spot at the bottom of his cot, he watches with an amused look before dropping the straps of his suspenders around his thighs and working at the buttons of his work jeans. The trunk of his clothes is open, union suit already laid out, when you clear your throat and stand from your spot on the cot.
“Shoaaaaaar,” you rumble, hopping down, “Name’s Arthur --”
Christ almighty, he swears if he doesn’t marry you someone should just shoot him dead. His face splits into a grin that looks like sunshine -- you reckon it probably tastes like it, too -- and when he laughs?
Boy, you’re smitten. That ain’t nothin’ new.
“Y’ makin’ fun a’ me, Miss Turner?”
“Nooo,” you continue to drawl, voice going a bit raspy as you drop your thumbs to your imaginary holster; you try, then, to imitate his walk -- all big and heavy and imaginary spurs tinkering, “Why, lil’ ol’ me?”
"Yer bein’ ridiculous.”
“I am no man t’ be trifled with, y’ hear?” you rouse, rounding the edge of the bed, “M’ a bad man, don’t tell no one I save kittens from trees!”
Arthur shakes his head, waving for you to continue. “C’mon, then. Get all th’ sillies out, I ain’t havin’ y’ keep me up again --”
“Again?” you drop the facade, “You was feedin’ into it, Arthur!”
Arthur grins, moving to turn his back and drop trow -- he scoops up his union suit as he speaks. “I was doin’ nothin’ of th’ sort.”
You snatch his gambler’s hat from your own head and give his backside a well aimed swat.
“Ow!”
“How’s that for sillies?”
Arthur can hardly retort -- his words are broken apart by breathless laughter. He rubs his backside, stepping into his union suit and not bothering to button it up as he snatches his hat back. “This ain’t a weapon, y’know.”
You chase it, happily falling into his arms.
“Yea?”
Arthur hums, dropping it back onto your head as you blink up at him.
“Yea.”
“Y’ sure do look awfully dangerous in it --”
“My god,” he snorts, “You’re in a mood tonight, sweetpea.”
“Sure am, cowboy,” you move to drop a peck to his cheek, lips lingering there, “What if I said I might need y’ t’ do somethin’ about it?”
Then, he drops his voice real low and imitates your poor impression of himself.
“Suuuuuuuuure.”
Both of your laughs echo through camp.
Just FYI for anyone hunting in RDR2. You have to kill the bunnies in pairs or they get sad.
Music in Film: Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron (2002) dir. Kelly Asbury, Lorna Cooke Music by Hans Zimmer and Bryan Adams
*John in heaven after being killed by the pinkertons*
John: :(
Arthur: Well if it ain’t Little Johnny Marston!
John: :)
honestly i just…. love how whenever arthur sidles up to hosea yelling at or lecturing someone, 9/10 times hosea will suddenly whip around out of absolutely nowhere and go “arthur back me tf up here” and arthur is just like “uhhh YEAH WHAT HE SAID” and that’s literally it, it’s so fuckin funny
it’s also lowkey telling in a way because most people will ignore arthur standing around, but hosea is one of the few who actively brings him into the conversation – that he mostly doesn’t have any business listening in on, tbh – and it seems like he relies on arthur to back him up quite a lot, encouraging him to stop being an observer and get involved. which usually just amounts to:
hosea: shut the fuck up, bill hosea: tell him arthur arthur: arthur: yeah shut the fuck up bill
arthur he loves you and wants you to use your own brain cell please you’re killing your father
Y’all asked, so here it is: the prompt list for Yeehawgust. Featuring daily prompts, and weekly themes for those of y’all who, if you’re like me, are a bit slow on the draw. Mark your calendars because August is the month for drawing all the cowboys, cowgirls, cowpokes, desperados, outlaws and bandits you can possibly want. Tag your art with #Yeehawgust and remember to be rootin’, tootin’, shootin’, and most importantly, to be kind.
So has anyone actually read the books you give to Hosea?? Because, WHAT the hell did I just lay my eyes on. This reads like a really bad self-insert fanfiction where the goal is too squeeze in as many innuendos as possible. “I ejaculated uproariously” is how everyone laughs right?
“Filson cocked an eyebrow, cockishly”
Oh really? 😅
Just think, someone at R* was assigned the job to write for the in-game books. At one point, they must’ve thought: are players even going to open and read these when they pick them up? Well, let’s just make them outrageous as possible in case they do.
Someone in the book design department was like
*cracks knuckles*
“My time to shine!”
Too true. Even his wife tops him.
I saw a post earlier, [https://tis-i-the-most-uncooked-fry.tumblr.com/post/184537209828/dementorsatemysoupcharles-do-you-ever-wanna-talk] from @tis-i-the-most-uncooked-fry and I really wanted to draw a comic about it. It’s not polished like my other ones, but I’ve been rather short on time lately. I hope to give you all better drawings in the future when I have more time to make them better. Regardless, I hope you like these.
Poor Arthur. He’s a strong man, but every once and a while I think he just needs a good cry and a hug. I think we all do! We’re human after all. I really liked looking up pictures of Charles. Maybe I should draw him more often, same with Sadie.
Arthur Morgan being confused by people (and animals) around him for 48seconds.
