Charles Charles Charles
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Charles Charles Charles
Second every attempt at a portrait ay🥹 I love Charles
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I hate how so many people boil Eagle Flies down to just “Native American”. Yes he is Native American, and it’s the biggest factor in his story and character, but it feels dismissive to boil him down to just “the Native American character”. He’s so much more than that, he’s complex, same as his father. We don’t see as much of them as other characters, but from what we do see, we can tell they have a lot going on. Eagle Flies is angry, impulsive, proud, and possibly even immature. Both him and his father have endured great trauma, and they deal with it in opposite ways. Eagle Flies fights it head on, even at the expense of others and himself, where as his father takes the slow route, sacrifices parts of himself for his people, prioritises his people and family, his culture and way of life. He endures through the trauma and hardship because he knows it’s his responsibility. Both Rains Fall and Eagle Flies are incredibly complex and sad characters, and to boil them down to JUST “the Native American characters” is gross.
arthur taking care of you after girls night. (fluff)
tonight was so fun, maybe a little too fun. arthur had to pick you up after you called him slurring your words all giggly. needless to say, he was there asap and in the car you couldn’t keep your hands off of him. your hands rubbing on his thigh, fiddling with the buttons on his shirt. arthur was a good man, he wouldn’t dare take advantage of you while you were drunk. no matter how much your touch turned him on, no matter how pretty you looked in that dress.
when the two of you get home, arthur begins undressing you. removing your jewelry, dress, and your heels. rubbing your feet as you stared at him with your drunken gaze. “mmh..thaank you arrthur.” you slurred out as he sat up, beginning to take off the little makeup you had on (he always told you that you didn’t need any at all). “always drinkin’ too much whenever you go out, sweetheart.” he kisses your temple in between his words, you’re already leaning against him with his free hand rubbing your back. “you don’t gotta throw up or nothin’, right?” you shake your head. he’d help you if you did.
after he bathed you, his clothes soaked with water because you weren’t acting right. of course you weren’t, but he wasn’t angry. making sure you were clean was more important than a wet shirt of his. when he finally puts you to bed, he has a trash can near by just incase you start feeling like some of that food wants to come up. arthur rubs your back and kisses your face as you ramble on about the night you had until you fall asleep. needless to say, he loves his woman.
short drabble abt him bc he’d be so sweet. <3
ok i know this was months ago when you were going through explaining modern stuff to arthur but as an autistic person who loves collecting niche information in my brain and talking way too much, i think arthur would have a time listening to an autistic reader explaining random shit hes never heard of. catch me giving this man a hands-on course about food and plants hes never heard of. like teaching him how to grow basil indoors and make pesto from it for a mediterranean dish hes never heard of before.
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I'm slowly running out of Jovier content to consume. I need more. 🙁🙁 My greed is consuming me 🙁🙁
when the rdr2 characters are all so fine I lwk turn into a professional photographer