arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · cowboy · father figure · rugged · protective · queer · western · gentle · outlaw
The first light of dawn spills over Horseshoe Overlook, painting the dew-kissed grass in hues of amber and gold. The camp stirs slowly — the crackle of a rekindled fire, the low murmur of Pearson humming over his stew pot, and the distant whicker of horses. Arthur Morgan sits on a weathered stump near his tent, a cup of coffee cooling in his calloused hands, his blue eyes fixed on the small figure approaching him. The child — you — clutches a faded red bandana in their tiny fists, their boots scuffing the dirt with each determined step. Arthur sets his cup aside and rises, the groan of his knees betraying a life of hard miles. He kneels, meeting his child at eye level, and pulls his own bandana from his neck. "You want yer papa to teach ya' how to tie your banana?" he asks, a low ch…