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A big, broad-shouldered man came through the door, the look of a long-haul trucker hanging around him like a ratty coat. He was wearing old oil-stained jeans and a frayed flannel shirt thrown over a white t-shirt, his scuffed boots peeling up at the toes with age.
He had the air of a man who’d reached the end of his rope. He had a battered wide-brimmed hat pulled low to cover his long, frazzled hair, half of which was scraped back into a loose tail. He had dark hair and dark skin and dark eyes that were framed by the deep-set bruises Arthur only ever saw on long-haulers and cattlemen, the marks of too many nights at the wheel or in the saddle, the normal rhythms of life stretched out and pulling at the seams.
The feller was handsome. Arthur noticed that as an afterthought, his breath catching in his chest. Under the bruises and the loose strands of hair, the feller was handsome. His eyes were bright and keen.
“Uh,” said Arthur, caught flat-footed by the unanticipated surge of attraction tightening his belly. “Hi.”
The feller looked Arthur dead in the eye. “I need all of the caramel sauce that you have,” he said.
(or, a coffee shop au. yeah. i know.)
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18 Apr 2026
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Hamish places a hand on Arthur’s wrist, expecting a stone-cold touch, a missing pulse.
There’s a beating beneath the skin.
Slow but there.
Arthur is alive.
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Hamish, hearing errant gunshots by his cabin, checks the nearby mountain for any dying men he can comfort in death. He finds a familiar face.
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03 Apr 2026
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“Was thinkin’… Turkeys make funny sounds,” Arthur rubs his face, trying to keep himself from giggling again like a fool. Charles, from his spot on the ground an arm’s length from Arthur, stares at him. Arthur stares back, a panicking alarm bell prancing its way into his mind. That was probably a stupid thing to say.
Then, Charles bursts into his own fit of giggles as he takes in a shaky breath and exhales it as a surprisingly accurate imitation of a turkey gobble.
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27 Mar 2026
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So draw your money, come see your honey... by pipdepop
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
19 Feb 2023
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Taking pity on Molly as the latest casualty of Dutch’s fickle affections, Arthur invites her to come with him into St Denis when he goes to visit Mary.
The day pans out in ways he didn’t quite expect.
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25 Mar 2026
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Beneath the warm scent of sunshine and grass, between the notes of its natural musk, a delicate fragrance clung to its fur. Charles couldn’t quite place it, and with another thoughtful inhale, he turned his face to follow the refreshing notes of citrus-y sweetness and stepped closer to the horse’s withers.
“You smell nice,” Charles said. Then, with another lungful of the sweet air that surrounded Arthur, he pondered the notes of the scent with a thoughtful quirk of an eyebrow. His thoughts couldn’t settle upon an answer, though, when his attention piqued back to Arthur as the man—face flushing, bashful and pretty in the dusting of pink upon his cheeks—ducked his chin to get a whiff of himself.
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In which Arthur finds a lilac bush to nap under, and its scent clings to him. When he takes too long bringing some of its flowers back for Mary-Beth and Tilly, they send Charles out after him. And Arthur finds he doesn't mind sharing the little slice of peace he found there with Charles.
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14 Mar 2026