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Arthur Morgan and his sleeping solution by Billy_pops
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
06 Feb 2026
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Arthur has been having a hard time sleeping recently; maybe it's the countless hours spent on the back of a horse with no end in sight. Maybe it's the eyes he feels staring at him from around the camp.
Charles might just have a cure for that problem.
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06 Feb 2026
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“Herr Strauss,” Arthur greets, teeth gritted, plastering a fake smile onto his face. “How goes your money lendin’ business?”
“Ah, Herr Morgan.” Strauss turns on the rock, beady eyes swivelling around to peer up at him behind his spectacles. “It’s going swimmingly. As I like to say, Herr Morgan, there exists not a debtor who is unable to pay, only a debtor who is unwilling to pay. A little prod is all that is needed!”
Arthur sighs. “Okay,” he says, ready to confront the inevitable. “Well, do you need me to… prod anyone for you?”
“Ah! Not right now, Herr Morgan, not right now,” Strauss says. Arthur looks at him, confused. “As I said, swimmingly! I gave Herr Smith a list of debtors a few days back and he’s managed to get the money from all of them. Efficient work, that man does, though that leaves none for you, I’m afraid.”
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In which Arthur dies, lives, and almost dies again at the shock of it. And he swears that this time, in his future, he will not make the mistakes of his past.
And little does he know, he's not in this alone.
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04 Feb 2026
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Charles Smith considered himself many things. Quiet. Intelligent. Dependable to a fault. Occasionally, unintentionally rude. One thing he had never considered himself — physically or otherwise — was weak. Life had trained him too well for that. It had taught him the practiced motions of endurance, the reflexive bracing of the spine before impact, the careful distance one learned to keep from people, places, and hope itself. Complacency was a luxury. Attachment was a liability. When you lived a life as dangerous and unsettled as his, grief was not a question of if, but when — and it was easier not to invite it in at all.
All in all, Charles knew he was strong.
What he did not know — what sat heavy and unanswered in his chest — was whether that strength would be enough to carry the body of a man he cared for deeply down from a mountain.
(Post-Canon fix-it of what could have been if Arthur actually didn’t die on the mountain)
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04 Feb 2026
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Charles slowly walked with ease through the camp. The weather was pleasant, way better than it used to be weeks ago. Well, maybe it was a little bit too warm but after their camp in Colter it felt like heaven on Earth. It was a warm, nice evening that made you want to just take a moment to appreciate the beauty of the setting sun as the time slowly dragged by.
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Charles overheard Arthur and Tilly talking
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- Part 1 of Charles' observations
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17 Jan 2026
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When had this ugly shame gotten such a hold on him? When had it grown so great that he couldn’t even speak the memory of those he’d loved and lost?
The words finally tore free of him. “I had a son once.”
“Oh.” Charles’ response seemed underwhelming, but the awful truth of it must have hit him a second later, as he all but collapsed against Arthur’s side. “Oh, Arthur.”
In the wake of Jack's rescue from Angelo Bronte and return to Shady Belle, Arthur finds himself unable to celebrate with the rest of the gang. Seeing John come so close to losing his son has inevitably brought up the guilt and grief of his own lost son. He steps away to deal with it alone, but runs into Charles on patrol. It isn't long before the awful truth of it comes spilling out of him.
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13 Jan 2026