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So I got my @gametastic-photography blog hidden from view and my @red-dead-rosemary blog legitimately torn out from under me and turned into pixiedust but I'm not letting that stop my support from you guys and me share my rdr2 journey from me to you.

I'm still so mad about the red-dead-rosemary blog as I was getting far with a lot of followers and engagement.

But I guess I'll try again as it helped boost my mental health a bit. So thank you!

I slept for almost a full 2 days, only for me to be fully awake at night and not drowsy as hell like during the day.

I'm going through some medical or mental stuff. Wish me well.

I hope to get on reshade and work on how it works some more tomorrow. It's a slow process, but I think I have more confidence in figuring it out and working with it. As with any new mod.

I also got otis_inf's mod people keep mentioning, but the FOV or aperture is separate from the Otis mod from what I can tell.

Meanwhile, neighbors are drunk or high screaming next door.

I'm in the part in the story where I don't even wanna be in camp anymore. Dutch and Molly constantly argue every time I start up or go to my tent.

They argue so much that I'm surprised no one gives Molly some cash and tell her to go live it out with some other man or a better life. I mean Karen, Tilly or Mary-beth, heck, even Arthur, and didn't say anything.

It's sad. I wish I could do something because each playthrough it does this constantly playing audio when their tent is closed.

...kinda getting annoying

Halp, I broke my boat spawner...

Yo, taima, chill out. She continued to have a fit for a long period.

What's with rampage and horses unsteady when spawned even after you tell them to chill out? Even with mods

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Riding through Emerald ranch with Breaburn.

It's easier when you work with female horses in photography to avoid that nasty flagged post because your horse reared and you just happened to hit the right moment and angle.

I am learning quickly and having fun while using reshade. I added more filters into it as well. Getting better at using the manual focus.

Save a horse ride a cowboy

High res really kicks ass, especially when you have a mod for even higher details

The hats have a surprising amount of detail in them, especially some of the more decorated versions of his hat you can purchase at the trapper after collecting enough supplies

I will always protect You

Character: Javier Escuella (Red Dead Redemption 2) Summary: Your past is haunting you, but Javier quickly comes to the rescue Warnings: None Author’s note: This is my first scenario in English, I hope you’ll like it! Word count: 1,100

Birds are chirping, the sun is shining, and the lake's water was so tranquil, you almost felt guilty about your sadness. It came suddenly and quickly, and you just felt so heavy as you sat down at the table.

It's been weeks now that you joined the Van der Linde gang, and although almost everyone was so kind and friendly with you, you couldn't get away from your not that distant past. After the O'Driscolls butchered your father, they wanted to murder you too - or even worse. But you got away, and that pissed them off. How could a weakling like you escaped the O'Drisscols? They chased you for days. You left behind your homestead near Strawberry, where you lived your whole life. They followed you to New Hanover, where you lost your horse who was the only living creature from your past. You were alone, and when you thought there's no future, Javier and Charles found you, and after hearing your story, they quickly scooped you up from the dirt and brought you to their camp at Horseshoe Overlook. You swore an oath to Dutch van der Linde, and he said he saw something in you, maybe some potential, some fire, or maybe he thought you are a survivor, just like them. You didn't care about his reasons: you were grateful that you finally had a place you can call home again. And when everything got heated at Valentine, you stayed with them, and now you were sitting at the tables by the lake near Rhodes. It was a beautiful place, everything seemed pretty much peaceful, the weather was great... It supposed to be a good day.

But then the sadness came. You saw John as he tried to have a conversation with Jack, it was so innocent and warm, you felt a pain in your throat. Yeah, he was awkward around him, and Abigail had to intervene since John started to get angry over something meaningless, but in the end... they were family. Something you didn't have anymore.

You felt as a teardrop slide down on your cheek, and you almost let the river run by, when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

'Ey, is everything good, y/n?', asked Javier, and you let out a loud sigh. He was so caring, and not just now, he was like that from the beginning. He always asked how you feel, if you need anything, or just checked on you every once in a while. It felt so great every time, and you were not surprised that you fall in love with this man almost instantly.

'To be honest, Javier, no. But I don't know if I want to talk about it. It's just... I feel alone. I appreciate everyone's kindness, and I know I can talk about my problems like, literally anybody here, but even... I don't know, I just miss my life.'

Javier stood there for a second in silence, and right when you started to feel ashamed talking about yourself again, he smiled softly.

'Don't go anywhere' he said, and you stared after him confused as he walked away. But then he returned with his guitar soon, and you just smiled. Oh, he was so good with his words but even better with his music. You heard him playing his guitar so many times, but he never played anything for you in particular before. You couldn't help but smile - you felt your heart may stop when he started singing in Spanish, so soothing, so lovely that you almost felt as your problems are vanishing slowly. 

'That was amazing', you said when he stopped, looking at you with a curious smile.

'I know how hard it can be to start a new life.' he said, looking into the distance as he continued with a quiet ballad in the background 'But I'm happy that both of us found a family here.'

'I remember you telling a story about your homeland, in Mexico. You even told us about a monster who feasts on the cattle's blood', you chuckled, so did he. 'You said that your mother tried everything to raise you into a gentleman.'

'And what about your mother?' he asked quickly, almost as he tried to avoid to talk about his family. You understood that very well indeed, this was your first time opening up about your past since you were here at the camp.

'I never knew her' you said as you tried to smile at him 'She left when I was very young, I don't even remember her face that well now. My father raised me. He was a boozer. If I have to think about him, I can't even imagine him without a bottle.'

'Sounds like Uncle to me.'

He tried to cheer you up, and you were so god damn thankful for him.

'Yeah, except on a very rare occasion, Uncle can do something useful', you laughed, then you sighed again. 'After he got murdered, I was so afraid. I never really loved him, but I had some kind of respect for him. And without him, all alone, I felt so helpless.'

'After all, he was your father. But I hope you know, you don't have to be afraid anymore', he said, and he started singing again. This time, you calmed down completely.

'You know what "Te protegere por siempre" means?', he asked as he quoted from the song. 'I will always protect you. And I meant that part. No one can hurt you from now on, and I know for a fact that everyone around here thinks the same. But between us', he winked at you as he leaned closer, 'if you have any problems, or just need someone to talk, come to me first.'

You felt your heart in your throat, but you managed to smile anyway.

'Well, I happen to have a problem', you said, 'We have this beautiful lake here and I haven't seen a proper sunset yet. I had chores, or Sean distracted me with some drunk nonsense and when I had a chance to sit down, it was nighttime again.'

'Oh, if this is what your heart desires, senorita/senor, I would gladly spend my evening, watching the sunset with you.'

And as he said that, he stood up, guitar in one hand, with his other hand reaching out for you. You hesitated for a bit as you felt your legs are already shaking, but then you accepted his hand with a huge smile.

Little did he know the true desire of your heart was him for sure.