23, writer 𓄒 john marston loyalist & morston + vandermarston intellectual 🪦
90 posts
oh my god get the fucking chatgpt shit out of my john marston tags i’m just here for sad dog art and cowboy kisses
It’s just something about John Marston being twenty-six. Little John needs saving again. Twenty-six and he thinks he’s going to bleed out on a snowy mountain top. Twenty-six and he’s watching his friends die all around him. Twenty-six and he’s got a kid and a wife to think about. Twenty-six and one of the only fathers he’s ever known gets shot in front of him. Twenty-six and the only father he’s got left stands idly by while he gets arrested. Twenty-six and the only father he’s got is disappointed to see him out of jail. Twenty-six and the only father he’s got leaves him to die on the side of a railroad track. Twenty-six and he’s on a snowy mountain again, this time saying goodbye to his only brother. Little John needs saving again. Take my hat this time, too. I know, I know. Twenty-six and starting a life. Twenty-six and utterly, completely, absolutely alone.
On that cowboy shit again (pls click for better resolution probably ♡)
Some cowboy art this morning
i know it’s a dumb cheat code but i’m not listening lalala it’s actually god (the strange man) speaking to john because he’s running around like a maniac killing folk for being a little snarky and building an even higher price on his head and hunting bounty hunters for sport because ranch life makes him feel miserable and useless and too fucking still, and it wasn’t enough to see micah’s brain matter scattered over the snow, it wasn’t enough to see dutch’s last act of care and kindness towards him because he still looked at him with disappointment in his eyes and he left him again, alone on top of a mountain with nothing but bleeding friends and gold that sits heavily in his pockets like the grief in his throat.
mournful eastern pilgrimage morston writing draft at work where i do my favorite thing with john & force him to be mauled by a bear only this time i unconsciously turned it into a metaphor for vandermarston ❤️‍🩹
I had a Dream we Fly on Golden Wings
rip john marston u would’ve loved led zeppelin and dressing like jimmy page
ooohhhhhhhhh this makes me emotional the dead eye marker over the hickeys oooohhuhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
tightly had to crop this one for tumblr :((
first post kinda nervous
my john and hosanna (the only acceptable horse for john)
it’s never coming back
John but he's wearing leather chaps that form a heart around his butt
oooohhhhhhh my dick and also balls john marston sinner and saint repent and redeem !!!!
charles/john but they’re both imagining that the other is arthur……………. is there anyone else on the planet earth who understands me……………
i’m sorry i don’t want morston fix-it’s or hurt/comfort or fluff or domesticity morston is just better if arthur is dead and john is wholly consumed by grief and guilt and shame and longing
you found god in them dirt roads yet?
don’t be a stranger
Psalm 58:6
I'm mad at my brother and my head hurts so naturally I had to draw them
The giant of Illinois
Is that this Red Dead Redemption everybody s raving about?
Loving, leaving, pulling, pushing
Falling, feeling, swimming, swinging
Singing, sinking, dying, diving
Falling, feeling, swimming, swinging
Loving, leaving, pulling, pushing
Singing, sinking, dying, diving