I remember how I'd find you, fingers tearing through the ground
Were you digging something up or did you bury something down?
jack marston loving his father but also hating him for leaving. feeling distant towards him but desperately wanting to do better so john wont leave again. john assures him he wont, but he does. without wanting to.
sometimes u gotta let arthur antagonize john as a treat
Arthur steak with a side of me
John a grilled cheese sandwich after his custody hearing
Dutch half a cheese sandwich and a singular olive followed by lethal injection
Hosea a cheese platter with red wine and me
Sean twelve pints
Lenny pub food while he watches sean down twelve pints
Sadie a rack of ribs with a side of me
Bill a singular sausage with two meatballs
Javier fajitas with a side order of me
Swanson those donuts you get at an aa meeting
Mary-Beth cake and finger sandwiches
Trelawny tea and crumpets with a side of me
Kieran anything he wants and a kiss on the forehead
Charles me with a side order of me and more me
Micah the tail end of the human centipede
first post kinda nervous
Evil rat and his magical horse from hell !!!
Don’t look back.
Just the background because I like how it looks:
I don't understand why people call John Marston stupid. He isn't dumb, he's barely functioning day to day and it's not HIS fault that whacky shit keeps happening to him. How would YOU react if your family turned into zombies after just going through like a billion Herculean trials to get them back???? That man is so checked out from reality that shit happens and he has no choice but to go "ok" and move on from that. John Marston has a customer service worker's ability to simply dissociate and complete tasks on auto pilot. He's not Arthur "helpful and kind" Morgan. He's a bitter fuck who does not give two shits about anyone he wants to get his beloved wife back so she can peg him and he wants to get his bitch ass emo son back so they can communicate poorly and take turns doing stupid nonsensical shit to give Abigail more stress in her life. He's just a Guy okay and I love him he's The Dad of All Time and I think he makes stupid fucking decisions but so do I and that's okay he's doing his best.
"Of all the comrades that e'er I had They're sorry for my going away And all the sweethearts that e'er I had They'd wish me one more day to stay But since it falls unto my lot That I should rise and you should not I gently rise and softly call Good night and joy be to you all."
enter, pursued by a memory
white winter hymnal (cw blood/death)
Send him to the mountains, let him go free forever, he'll be running through the forests, dancing in the fields like this