I can't stand him. I love him so much I actually can't look at him. It effects me physically like I have to kill him with hammers immediately. I have a smash a barrel . over his head
hi..............................
All of her sorrow won’t fit in her chest
he is so funny tp draw being stupid
I LOVE HER
and what if john marston was babygirl? hm? what then?
:3
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[photo of the character]
i love my this. the charactr
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charac te r. ... ... . .... #FUUUUCK. THE CHARACTER.
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DOES ANYBODY EVER THINK ABOUT .THE CHARACTER
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[1.5k word essay about the character] #but like idk maybe im wrong
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character i love youso badly.
^dash when someone is possessed by The Character core (this post is positive)
Ms paint wasn't enough so tux paint it is
when i say “girl” randomly as an interjection i’m speaking to the omnipresent all knowing being of Girl. asking her for mercy. taking girl’s name in vain
broad shoulders. itty bitty waist. flat pancake ass. how delightfully Shaped he is
Damn Arthur it’s just a game of Blackjack
Death awaits
This one goes for the 3 Sean MacGuire fans in the entire fandom 🔥🔥 (I'm one of them)
RDR Fans need to learn that you can like a character and acknowledge their immoral actions, simultaneously. I promise you, you do not need to gaslight yourself and say regrettable things as you reach for straws as to why they are supposedly not as bad as some may think. Like characters for how they are, flaws and all. It does not mean condonation.
John Marston is my babygirl 🖤
Brothers
I needhim
rdr fun fact: john marston is bisexual
i have a feeling he would be blasting this song day and night if he was given a chance
It’s just something about John Marston being twenty-six. Little John needs saving again. Twenty-six and he thinks he’s going to bleed out on a snowy mountain top. Twenty-six and he’s watching his friends die all around him. Twenty-six and he’s got a kid and a wife to think about. Twenty-six and one of the only fathers he’s ever known gets shot in front of him. Twenty-six and the only father he’s got left stands idly by while he gets arrested. Twenty-six and the only father he’s got is disappointed to see him out of jail. Twenty-six and the only father he’s got leaves him to die on the side of a railroad track. Twenty-six and he’s on a snowy mountain again, this time saying goodbye to his only brother. Little John needs saving again. Take my hat this time, too. I know, I know. Twenty-six and starting a life. Twenty-six and utterly, completely, absolutely alone.
I CAN NEVER DIE!!!!
Intense color study to where I see colors everywhere irl 🫠
“you’re my brother.”
“i know.”
I hate him
Literally dutch if you stare at him for too long in camp: