17 / I'm more active on twitter / RDR1 and JJK fan / OC artist (I have a lot of jjk ones please ask not rdr tho that's just Rose) you can call me Rhine or Khlo or Khlor I don't mind
Summary: You hate waking up early, but you don't mind being up to pack a lunch for your clingy blue-collar boyfriend. | modern/blue collar!John Marston x gn!Reader, age gap implied, fluff, clingyness, established relationship
A/N: i was gonna write a pathetic, young, needy john but i just love dilf him too much. i also never see fics like this abt john??? (its always arthur ToT) and i think we need more of them. hes so divorced dad. so old rock. so blue collar. enjoy (images from pintrest) (dividers from here)
You wished you were a morning person. You really did.
When the sun was down, you couldn't help but get automatically sleepy. Your bed was too comfy. Too warm. Too safe. But ever since John Marston had started consistently staying the night, you found yourself setting your alarm for around 4 am.
You sometimes hated it.
Feeling the vibration of your alarm go off, you were pulled from the depths of sleep as you rushed to turn it off so it wouldn't wake John. Planting your face in the pillow, you let out a silent groan. Every part of you wanted to stay in bed. But you pushed yourself up anyway.
Yawning and stretching, you carefully climbed out of bed. Your feet hesitated against the cold floor. Starting toward the door, you glanced back at the sleeping man. He looked peaceful—which was a rarity. You wished you could let him sleep all day (mainly because you wanted to stay in bed with him all day). You flicked on a small lamp as you crept to the kitchen. The overhead light was absolutely horrible, and it was much too early to be blinded by what you knew would feel like staring directly at the sun. After retrieving leftovers from the fridge, you began to heat them up before dishing them into a thermos. The hum of the microwave filled the room as you pulled out a pan to start frying up eggs and bacon.
The routine, though quite different from what you were used to, was becoming wonderfully normal. Packing John's lunch, making him breakfast, seeing him off every morning—it made you fall more and more in love with him each time you did it. And it really wasn't too bad, your own job didn't start till nine so you always had plenty of time to go back to sleep. Kissing him goodbye was much better than waking up to an empty bed.
As you finished packing the lunch, careful footsteps creaked against the wooden floors. "Ya know I can do that," John yawned, his voice low and rougher than normal from sleep. A smile tugged at your lips as you plated the eggs and bacon. Hands wrapped around your waist and a face was buried into the back of your neck, making it slitghtly difficult for you to work. But you really didn't mind.
"I wanted to," you said simply.
Pulling away to grab him a cup of coffee, you didn't make it very far before he was pulling you back. Turning you around he gave a sleepy smile and bent down, kissing your lips slowly. You knew this could quickly turn into him being late for work, but you couldn't resist kissing him back. Your hands snaked under his jacket and around his torso and his held tightly to your waist. The kiss was almost lonely. You both knew it couldn't last very long. Early mornings, long shifts, late nights... John's work was demanding. But you were willing to wait up all night if you had to. When he pulled back, he lingered in a hug, his head hung and buried deep into the base of your neck.
"What did I do to deserve you?" he mumbled, his nose rubbing against your skin.
Giggling, you pulled back to pepper kisses all over his face. "Don't go acting like that, cowboy," you teased. "You deserve me alright. My incessant talking and my messy room and my dramatic outburst-" John silenced you with another kiss. This one shorter, but just as needy as the first.
"Alright," he chuckled. "I get it."
He ate quickly before grabbing his boots and keys. You stood by the door, still in pajamas with messy hair and bad breath, as you drilled him about his things. "Lunch?"
"Got it."
"Keys?"
He jingled them.
"Wallet?"
Pausing, John patted his pockets before feeling the bump of his wallet in his front left pocket (where it always was). "Yep."
You nodded, satisfied. "Good. That should be everything."
Shaking his head, John leaned down again, stealing another kiss. "There. Now I've got everything."
Smiling, you pecked his lips again, then frowned. "Do you have to go?" You whined, glancing up at him with the best sad puppy eyes you could muster.
John gave another laugh, but his eyes shone in agreement with your dispair. "I know, baby," he hummed, rubbing your arm. "But after today it's the weekend. And you'll have me all day tomorrow."
"But I want you todayyyy."
John rolled his eyes. "That's tempting, hun. But you know I can't." He placed a kiss on your hair. "I want to, if that's any consolation." You still pouted up at him, just to be a little dramatic. He laughed. "Okay, I get the message. I'll let you know when I get there safe."
You knew that was a lie. He always forgot and hardly ever called, let alone texted, but you knew he'd be back home to you soon. Giving one last kiss, you waved as he made his wau out the door. When you returned to bed, it was still comfortable, but no longer as warm. It was always nicer with John in it. Closing your eyes, you tried to fall back asleep, but today, you particularly missed him.
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That night, you had been waiting eagerly on the couch for John to come home. He had texted that he would be late, but didn't specify how late. It wasn't uncommon for this to happen, but after missing him all day you wished he would hurry up. Dinner was on the stove, waiting to be warmed up. You had piled blankets onto the couch as you watched tv and scrolled mindless on your phone, hoping it would make the minutes pass faster.
They didn't.
It was close to 11:00 pm when you got a short text.
'On my way.'
Jumping up, you turned the stove burner on to heat up the stew. You always like to wait to eat with him. Though, that night had been particularly hard so you had been munching on chips for the past three hours. It was closer to 11:30 when John pulled in. You were at the door before he could open it. As it swung open, he stood there with some semi-wilted looking flowers and cheap wine. You grinned as he stepped in, eyes down and tanned cheeks flushed red.
"I know it ain't fancy, but this week has been hard... so I figured-"
Standing on your toes, you placed a loving kiss on his scared cheek. "You figured right, Mr. Marston," you hummed, taking the flowers to put them in water before they died. It wasn't often that he did things like this, so you learned to enjoy the moments when he did. Returning to him, he embraced you tightly, inhaling your scent in a long and deep breath.
"Missed you," he muttered as you pulled away to dish out dinner.
You smiled. "I missed you more."
Scoffing as he grabbed the wine to open it, John rolled his eyes. "I ain't sure that's possible."
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The next morning wasn't so early. It was still dark when you woke, but it didn't matter. Rolling over, you stared at a sleeping John Marston. Peaceful and sweet and snoring slightly. You smiled. These were the moments that made all those early mornings worth it.
As you moved closer, John shifted, his arm finding your waist with a heavy laziness. "It's too early to be up," he gruffed. You pressed your cold nose to his chest.
"Sorry. You look peaceful when you sleep."
A small smile tugged at his lips. "Well, I ain't gotta worry 'bout nothin' when you're here with me." He pressed a kiss to your hair before letting out a long breath. Within minutes, he was asleep again. Smiling, you placed a kiss on his cheek and snuggled back against his chest, wishing that you could spend every early morning just like this.
FULL credits to my dear @mileygoneblogger for this idea, and outside of universe I know this is literally just an offhand joke from a time before rdr2 was even a concept, BUT
You ever think about how, after reuniting with John for just one night, one of the first things Jack asks John is if he’s been cheating on Abigail? As soon as John tells him about the MacFarlanes, one of Jack’s earliest assumptions is that John’s been messing around.
(creds to GTASeriesVideos, truly the GOAT of this fandom)
Sure, this could just be Jack being a teenager making a dirty joke, but idk? He and John are NOT that close at this point.
But, the Marstons’ marriage is largely healthy by this point and we all know Jack has no memory of his childhood. He has no reason to suspect John of anything.
Unless Jack knows about how John spurned him when he was little. And therefore knows about the year John where took off and likely drank and whored his way around. There’s a line where he says “You never wanted me!”— I don’t know how to trigger it but… yeah. Jack knows.
How would he know? He has no memory of shit from when he was four, and even then, at four, he would have NOT understood what that implied.
I think he must’ve heard it somewhere. Did John confess it when they were sorting things out? Was it thrown back at John in an argument (perhaps during the pre-epilogue years)? Did he overhear his parents talking about it? Uncle clearly talks to Jack about wildly inappropriate things– did he bring it up once? Did Abigail ever confide in him about it? They’ve been alone together enough times.
Or was it just an assumption he surmised from John’s behaviour?
Either way, Jack suspects that John’s been fooling around. And I’m ABSOLUTELY reaching here, but considering how quiet he is around Bonnie, which is probably just him being introverted but I mean you COULD read it as Jack having reservations about her.
Either way Jack absolutely knows about John’s year of fucking around, and may suspect that his dad’s still fucking around.
This isn’t an anti John post. I love John and I love Johnigail. I also love how human he is and I love the more flawed side of his dynamics with his family.
Mai and Noritoshi's evil family (ones on the top right section are ocs if that isnt obvious takayoshi kamo and tamaki kitagawa i think its obvious whos who lol)
Came to Tumblr after the season three trailer because I remembered I had two jjk moots on here 🥲 where did y'all go 🥲 I miss y'all 🥲 come back online 🥲 I can draw more Noritoshi 🥲
Mini head canons of Jack Marston because it was late at night and I can
Beware it’s long dude I couldn’t stop yapping
- Modern au jacks favourite nail polish is Lincoln Park After Dark because it was pretty popular when he was a teen and it says Lincoln park (linkin park)
- Jack has a distinct memory of spaghetti and he wants to try it again one day
- His hands are calloused and rough from all the work he’s done growing up but his knuckles are always red no matter the weather
- He’s really bad at petting cats because he’s spent all his life around dogs, he smothers their heads with his whole palm and pats the side of their stomach as if it’s a dog
- When he blushes it goes all the way from his ears to his neck and he’s less prone to sunburn than he is to tanning
- In the scenario he has a partner he’s sweet on I think he would love to parallel play (being in the presence of one another doing separate activities)
- Modern au Jack would’ve been on Tumblr, MySpace, and especially LiveJournal as he was growing up
- He smokes camel cigarettes both in modern and canon (they were first introduced in 1913)
- He is as hot as an oven when he sleeps but he swears he isn’t hot when he goes to bed
- on the topic of sleeping, He curls up really tight and takes the least amount of space on any bed but he’s a blanket hogger so is it really a win?
- His back has deep scars from the bear attack and just acne markings, freckles, and moles
- Modern Au jack pierced his ears on his own and Abigail lost her mind when she saw him in the bathroom with her sowing needle and ice on his lobe
- Uncle would let Jack have a sip of his drink when nobody was looking and it was their special secret
-Modern au Jack, John, and Uncle would have late night movie/series watching while Abigail went to bed early (they would watch things like TPB, Dukes of Hazzard, King of the Hill, etc…)
- Modern Au Jack inherited two vehicles from John. His 1970 Ford Mustang Mach 1 and an old ranch truck (his favourite morbid joke to make is he doesn’t know if either of them will start the next day just like he doesn’t know if he’ll live till the next day)
-When Abigail was ill he sneakily picked up some books on woman’s beauty so he could help Abigail feel dolled up
- Modern Au he worked at a gun range to get money for Abigails medicine and get his practice in for Ross
- Wakes up in the most obscure areas after getting blackout drunk and in a Modern Au he has ridden his horse to the dive bar so he doesn’t get a DIU
- His lashes are long but straight (so he can flutter them without even realizing it)
Modern Jack but my oc Rose is down there because I can't not draw her but like here's a bunch of context
So basically this is a modern band au that takes place 100 years into the future uh the first band is just called red dead with Arthur (drums), John(rhythm guitar and singer), Abigail (keyboard), Bill (bass), and Javier (lead guitar) and basically they're a heavy rock band. Bill and Javier get arrested for something and the band falls apart but then when they're released they sign an exclusive deal with Van Der Linde publishing house.
John then makes a second band called red dead revival and that's where my cringe ass OC comes in. The members change to John (still rhythm guitar and singer), Charles (keyboard), Sadie (lead guitar), uncle (bass), and Rose (drums).
Arthur was the drummer for the first band because he was the work horse he kept everything running so here he keeps the rhythm on time. Abigail is still alive and well she just didn't want to get into another band because she got harassed for being the only woman in the band because I see the way some of y'all treat her in this fandom so while John was begging Arthur to come back he recommended Charles because they both play in a little late night jazz club. Charles is a pianist keyboardist because you can play them by themselves and they sound fine.
Uncle was the manager of the first band so yeah. Sadie and John get drunk together and one day for on stage and started playing together. Rose dedicated herself to drumming for most of her life so she got really good at polyrhythms and shit so Jack showed John a video of her on early YouTube and lucky she lived in the area so they got her to join.
There's obviously a difference in how they play compared to the first band. Rose often got songs with her own drum solos instead of mainly supporting the other instruments. Sadie has a rougher sound compared to Javier's Spanish style playing. Charles is very jazzy so it sounds a bit unique in a rock band. Nobody liked them because they were so different to the original band.
Jack though, Jack was really into that sound. He grew up on Pokemon and began to develop an interest in unique and electronic sounds so he often mucked around with the settings of his mum's keyboard and generally disturbed the peace.
He got really into breakcore and house and the only person he really knew could play that stuff live was Rose so he really wanted to play with her and yeah that's basically it. That's why he has a Deltarune and Rory in early 20s badge because he really likes those music.
I'm not a musician tho so yeah, I am a tourist and I have no idea what I'm talking about half the time
my other oc for my post war rdr thingy, Antony Cavallo. He and Jack go way back to Jack's kidnapping, they met again in the war and post war he gets Jack and other oc Rose to do gangster stuff for him
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