#maddy talk

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Red Dead Redemption 2?

More like Red Dead Redemption uwu

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doll, blood and candle for that ask thingy pls 😊

Doll- do you collect anything?

Yes! I collect tarot and oracle decks! I’m wiccan and prior to that, i’ve always had a fascination with tarot, and the art and passion people have put into creation beautiful decks. Basically i collect anything i resonate with or find aesthetically pleasing lol. So far i have...5 tarot decks and 2 oracle decks. I have three with me at my familys home while quarantining, the rest are back at my apartment lol. Tho my next goal is to acquire this goooorgeous gold foiled tarot deck i found a few weeks ago, but after that i need to save up my money for my move to a new house xD

Blood- What is the worst injury you’ve gotten?

Aaaah tw: seizures???

Hmmm, well it wasnt bloody or anything. But i was spray painting some armor for a cosplay in the garage, i had the door outside open but it was windy and i wasnt wearing a protective mask. Long story short, i inhaled too many fumes, and when i went upstairs for dinner, those stairs got me s u p e r out of breath??? And i felt like i ran a marathon and i neeeeded a glass of water. But as i was pouring a glass i sudden felt super tired. Like so tired, you dont give a shot where you close your eyes. And i closed my eyes, and i felt like i was having a very blury and rushed dream, yknow the kind where you don’t remember what the dream was but have vague flashes? Well apparently that was me, passing out, falling, hitting my head just right and according to the doctor ‘having a seizure like event’. We went to the hospital and i was checked over and i was fine, no lasting injuries, just a big bump on my head lol. Long story short: wear proper ventilation protection when dealing with paints and fumes. Dont be my dumb ass lol

Candle- what is your favorite scent?

Lavender and vanilla!!! Those combined too is just -chefs kiss-

We have a local lavender farm on island town my family lives on, driving by the fields in the summer is stunning and the scent is heavenly 💕💕💕😊 they use their lavender in a lot of products they sell to old downtown shops! Like lavender soap bars, lotions, oils, those lil satchets and rice bags you can heat up and put on your neck etc. As for vanilla, ive always just adored the smell. I think it comes from my love of baking and the smell of vanilla extract lmao

Thank you so much for these asks, they were super fun to write!!! 💕💕💕

Heres the Ask Promt is anyone’s curious!

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I’d like to imagine Arthur going through those annoying ‘#youre the art friend’ problems. Like Sean or Bill or whoever just bothering him when hes seen drawing in camp like:

‘Didja draw that?’

Arthur sighs with the pencil still in his hand: ‘Yes.’

‘Can you draw me?’

Arthur: ‘I could. But I won’t.’

‘Hey that duck looks wrong. Where are the feet??’

Arthur just scowls and grips his pencil tighter and does that thing where you hunch over trying to hide your drawing from view: ‘I ain’t done drawin’ the damn duck yet you pesty shit..’

I feel like Hosea may has had to diffuse some confrontations where he almost stabs someone in the eye with his pencil for bothering him too much lmao

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K so im replaying RDR2 and we just saved Jack and were having the party. I KNOW what happens next so I stuck to my boy Kieran like glue that night and he says the most precious things????

“Joining this outfit was one of the best things I’ve ever done!” was more or less what he said at one point and he just sounded so happy??? And Karen was urging him to drink more and was actually kinda hanging out with him and like.. the gang was starting to interact and accept him a little bit more and that KILLS. ME.  And of course I try and greet him as many times as I could during the party but fuckin Arthur at one point says “Remember, it was your fault he got taken!” LIKE EXCUSE U ARTHUR???  Anyways I watched over my drunken boy, stumble into the house and sleep on the floor. Then morning comes and I try to stay in camp but like I really am getting bored, so I go out for a small mission, ten minutes, its still morning when I get back. I can’t find him. I can’t find my boy. I’M NOT OK.  (ಥ﹏ಥ)

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It’s real Soft For Arthur Morgan hours. Please send me cute headcanons about this beautiful man or about how he’d treat his s/o. Or shit, send me your soft headcanons about anybody from RDR2. It’s just soft bitch hours lmao.

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Consider this: Arthur unintentionally adopting a kid. 

Or more of, the kid adopted him. Like he saves a lil orphan kiddo, drops them off in front of the sheriffs building, tells them to go inside and goes on his merry way. But like the kid somehow follows him all the way back to camp like a duckling that’s imprinted on their new dad. Arthur of course is not sure what to do when he finds out and lowkey panicked and out of his element, finds Abigail, goes over to her, carrying the kid with one arm awkwardly gentle but also holding them like a sack of potatoes all “Followed me into camp. The hell do I do with this?!”

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Dumb long imagine idea for a reader x charles, meeting for the first time.

Charles is out a ways from camp in the forests hunting a large buck thatll surely feed the camp for a few days. He’s silently tracking the animal, keeping his presence completely unknown.

The reader is also tracking the same deer, having lived in the area for several years in your cabin in the forests, this is your usual stomping grounds. You know how to move and track in this area without any person or animal aware of your presence.

So it is with an uncanny twist of fate you both are tracking the same buck. It is also with this strange coincidence, that at the buck is tracked to a small glen, you both draw your bows and release an arrow in that exact moment, if not a milsecond right after the other.

You both hit different but fatal areas of the deer making it a clean kill. But as the buck falls, you both releize you heard the release of an arrow that wasn’t your own. You both notice the second arrow protruding out of the dear. And so carefully you both move from your spots.

Its shocking how you were both only a few feet from each other and yet had not felt the other presence at all. You stare at each other almost speechless, taking each other in. Finally you crack an amused smile to break the ice.

“Sorry, didn’t see you there.”

That gets Charles to lighten up a little with a half smile of his own. “I didn’t notice you either. sorry about that.”

This awkawrdly devolves into both of you going “oh no this was your kill, you can have it, no its ok i promise i dont mind, you can have it!” For a good few minutes until you both agree to just split it.

“Never had to split a dear before.” Charles says as you both kneel over the buck and get to work skinning and prepping the kill right there in the forest. You laugh and shrug your shoulders. “Same. I’ve also never have been out-tracked before, yet here we are~”

The conversation is light and not constant, you both enjoy the quiet the forests brings. And the peaceful companionship between you two as you gut the deer isnt as awkward as you both thought it would be.

When you do both talk though, There is some... playfulness brought into the way of words. Light, possibly flirting even. Compliments all around of course. You handled that bow marvelously, how long have you been hunting, your tracking is amazing especially for being as tall as a damned tree, were you taught by anyone etc etc etc.

By now you both know a little more about each other. You find it admirable that Charles is out here hunting for his group of friends and offer for him to take most of the meat. “I live out here, i can always hunt for more.” You say.

He after a bit of convincing will agree but in return he offers you the pelt and antlers and says “Maybe next time we can work together.” And it feels like a damn marriage proposal. You give a smile and a taised eyebrow. “So there’s going to be a next time?”

“Only if you want there to be one.”

Lucky for him, you have your map on you and you circle the location of your cabin and offer it to him. The proverbial hankerchief has been dropped as you walk away back to the woods with your meager hunt. But you feel like you left with something much more.

Meanwhile Charles returns to camp with food for the camp and a slight smile on his face. Pearsons looking at him weordly as he turns in the kill all “You have that good of a hunt?”

Charles just shrugs. “Found a good spot, i’ll probably be visiting there a lot more. Intersting wildlife there.”

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I want a modern prison break AU, where the gang forms while they’re all in prison for various crimes. Dutch and Hosea bring in their closest allies and friends in jail, meticulously recruiting a few outsiders who seem desperate enough to join in, and they make a plan to break out.  Of course it’s some real fantastical bullshit that actually gets pulled off some way, whether through bribes, smuggling or overall some really good planning. Then they all lay low in some back woods plot of land owned through people that owe Dutch and they work together to plan to get out of the country. Tahiti of fucking course lmao. Idk some bullshit after but like i’m just imagining the dumb shenanigans in the prison itself.