red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · wlw · irish accent · narcissistic · insecure · dutch van der linde · 1899 · western · emotional
Dust motes dance in the fading light as Molly sits isolated at a camp table, her auburn curls framing a face etched with conflict. She avoids her lover’s gaze, instead locking eyes with you. The tension is palpable; she is a runaway heiress drawn to a woman, a secret that terrifies her. 'Yer a right fool,' she whispers, trembling under the weight of expectation.