#old time feeling

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[nnighttlovell]

[throughthemeadowflowers]

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[daisiesandshakes]

Long time ago I draw a lot with pencil. Last year we moved into a new house and now I found some of my old drawings *dramatic sigh*

This one must be over 20 years old ... this happened when school was boring 😄

This must be same age, the template was a cd cover from Warlock, Doro Pesch

[husbandits]

okay so as it turns out, despite thinking abt it and drafting this post out in my head for months, I never actually got around to introducing the modern reader au, so here we go!

We’re Not Living in that Old Time Feeling (Old Time Feeling, or OTF for short) is a time-travel fic, with a Trans-Masc NB reader- the reader will have some mentions of hrt, but won’t have had any surgeries, using a binder and packer instead. They are also a scientist of nondescript specification, though i'm going to be focusing on climatology and ecological areas, since that's what's most relevant for the backstory of the fic. they also have tattoos, although i'm going to do the best i can to leave the specifics up to reader interpretation.

I realize that this is a bit limiting, but I’m writing them as a liittle unathletic  and unaccustomed to rougher tasks like riding horses and firing guns (as well as death in general). I know that this isn't a universal thing, but for plot reasons i had to make a decision, and this was the more personally relatable option, tbh. Relatedly, i'm also writing them from an american perspective, although hopefully they still feel pretty relatable otherwise.

I am going to do my best to keep other aspects of their identity inclusive, and open to interpretation from all readers, but as a white, able-bodied person my experience and perspective skews naturally to those perspectives, and I can’t promise i’ll be completely able to keep my work perfectly neutral.

finally, this is going to be an arthur/reader fic, but i'm going to be injecting my own hcs and preferences later on (assuming we get there); most notably, the reader will be befriending and getting close to bill later in the fic, which is understandably something some readers don’t want to get into, so i just want to be upfront that that's where we're headed

i'm also bending canon a bit here, as this fic takes place 2-3 years before rdr2, and yet arthur is going to be closer to the softer, more redeemed version of himself we're most used to, for personal reasons. (this means kieran, sadie, lenny, micah, and charles won't be here, to start, and the callandar brothers are alive (no jenny yet, as she joins later, apparently)- there are/may be a few more changes, ofc, as i change my mind on things. John is also absent from the gang currently, fyi)

finally, the horses- the reader’s horse (as of yet unnamed in the fic) is based on the in-game Rose-Grey Andalusian, though I miiight shift things to a different direction, since i’m basing the other horses on ‘real-world’ animals, instead of ones in the game. Boadicea is an American Brabant- an early term for the American Belgian after the Brabant was brought to the states in 1877 (i think? i did the research for this in like march so i could be forgetting smthing )

[oldsouls-posts]

I used to be excited to grow up and be an adult because Hollywood films made it look so fun but now that I'm an adult I wanna go back to the days where I go out and play until the sun says goodnight and kisses the sky goodbye. Wake up before the sun greets the land and knock on my friend's door to play pretend cooking or hide and seeking.

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