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arthur takes kieran down to the water for his first wash since being detained by the gang
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arthur and kieran share a bottle of rum
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arthur morgan has been riding with dutch and hosea for some weeks now and when laundry needs to be done, it's time also to have some challenging and revealing conversations.
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arthur gets some goats to make two rugs for the scout fire
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set in the bones by ficfucker for hello_imasalesman
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
27 Sep 2022
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"Notice that O'Driscoll's got himself a funny little walk?"
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if a tree don't fall on me i'll live till i die (we have been shot at before) by jukeboxgraduate
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
18 Oct 2020
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It’s far from the first time he’s been shot, but it’s never bled quite so much before.
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24 Sep 2022
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Nate is a virgin and doesn't want to be anymore. Solution? Ask your synth crush for some good old robot lovin'.
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30 May 2022
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dumb dog, short leash by hello_imasalesman for ficfucker
Fandoms: Fallout (Video Games), Fallout 3
09 Dec 2021
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Charon places a hand to his upper back, fingers near the nape of his neck. It’s a caricature of a push. Bouncing a drunk as theater, never walking Adam faster than his feet can accommodate. They easily cut through the Friday night crowd of the 9th Circle, even in its thickest parts. His curls brush against the tops of Charon’s knuckles.
When they’re nearly at the wall, Charon does give him a little shove. Just enough that he stumbles as he twists around to face him. Charon’s voice is still cigarette- rough from the drag he bummed from Wooz in the supply closet, too close to Adam’s ear: “You’re not supposed to be here.”
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Stocking and Garter by Armos
Fandoms: Hannibal (TV), Hannibal Lecter Series - All Media Types
25 Jan 2021
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Hannibal shifted through his closet before coming across an older dress worn once years and years ago, custom made and tailored to fit his hard form. He hoped it still fit. It was quite elegant and graceful, though professional. It had a flowing skirt attached to a cinched bosom. Hannibal had seen it in the tailor’s shop and knew he had to have it and put in a custom for it immediately.
It still fit. Hannibal was very aware and conscious of maintaining his body and it’s proportions.
He was ready for the day.
And then he wasn’t.
Will had an appointment today, at 7:30pm. That coveted final appointment spot of the day.
He did not want Will to see him in this dress.
At least, not this specific dress.