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    Micah catches Arthur and Charles cuddling, and scurries off to tell Dutch. He does not get the reaction he was expecting.

    Hosea thinks the whole thing is highly amusing.

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    11 Jan 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 52

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    Arthur Morgan is furiously, foolishly in love with his dearest friend. But is it really possible that Charles Smith loves him back? (Yes. Yes it is.)

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    Charles parts his lips just a moment and Arthur goes limp. It ain't right. Charles ain’t kissing back. Arthur opens his eyes and Charles’ are blown wide. His lips ain’t parted in invitation, but surprise. Arthur’s an idiot. Got this all wrong.

    “Forgive me.”

    Charles is looking at Arthur, taking in his pale pink face and his petal thin skin. The dark circles around his bloodshot eyes. Charles huffs softly, and his lips pick up in the most infinitesimal smile. His gaze drops to Arthur’s lips.

    He’s gonna kiss me.
    “No.” Arthur jerks away. Not like this.

    Charles pities him. Gonna give him what he wants because he’s a damned man. Give a dying man an IOU; he ain’t gonna ever collect. But Arthur ain’t dead yet. He’d have to live knowing he weren’t really wanted. Loved, sure, but not the way Arthur aches to be loved.

    Just once in his life.

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    09 Jan 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 73

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    Charles didn’t mean to spend a year with the Van der Linde gang. He didn’t mean to fall in love with his best friend either.

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    Charles didn’t know they were running without a destination, just forward, onward, upward, through sheets of snow to certain death. Didn’t know Dutch’s plans weren’t plans at all, just daydreams. Charles ain’t gonna die for Dutch Van der Linde. He sure as shit ain’t gonna die for Micah Bell. He might, however, risk a limb for a certain sandy-haired cowboy with a handsome smile and a sharp tongue...

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    05 Jan 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 89

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    Charles leaves a beautiful gift for Arthur. Determined, Arthur returns the gesture, and the two keep leaving gifts while Arthur sorts through his feelings.

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    Arthur puts the empty cup out of the way, and picks up an arrow.

    The wood is handmade with precision, adorned in feathers of red and blue, speckled with an attractive brown, tickling the palm they lay in, soft and clean. How..?

    This must be some mistake…not a single one of his belongings are of this quality.

    Arthur glances outside, most people mingle in the afternoon sun, thinking someone must’ve left these here by accident. His bed is attached to the weapons wagon…

    These folk have been living alongside him for years, and not a single person has ever invaded his space with their belongings, but that only leaves the impossible possibility that these are a gift…

    And if that’s the case, who in their right mind would do something so kind for him?

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    04 Jan 2026

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    “Hey.”

    Charles looks up, squinting against the sun, and focuses on the figure looming above him. It’s a bright day on the mountain, and all this damned snow is doing nobody any favors. “Arthur,” he says. “Good morning.”

    “Huh? Yeah, mornin’.” Arthur tilts his head, scratches at his jaw, and tucks his chin down towards his chest. It’s a very particular mannerism, one that Charles has watched him perform countless times.

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    04 Jan 2026