Charles Smith Rdr2 - Blog Posts

Hi, I know I've been dead for a while, I just haven't been drawing. Anyway, I don't see people draw Charles in his other outfits as often as they do his usual polkadot shirt, and he looks good in all of them.

I find that there is a lack of Charles on here.

Whenever I look at other peoples art online I feel so tereibly inferior... but I think this didn't turn out so bad. :)

NOW WHY WOULD YOU WRITE THIS

Did Charles commit suicide?

What if he didn’t go north... What if he left for good? (A soul-crushing headcanon about Charles Smith)

What if Charles took his own life? Yes, yes, just like that — what if he left, not north, but FOR GOOD. I keep thinking about this more and more. Because so much about him screams — “I can’t do this anymore.”

Everyone says: he went to Canada. Oh sure, sure. But maybe it’s time to stop repeating that comforting bedtime story. Canada was mentioned once, barely, like a breath. But in another dialogue — he says he wants to go to INDOCHINA. Can you imagine? Indochina! Where is that, and where’s Canada, and where is he? He’s lost. He’s torn. He doesn’t know where to go. Because he feels at home NOWHERE. And all of this — it’s not a plan. It’s emptiness. It’s pain wrapped in scraps of fantasy.

And when he tells John: “What does your family need an old gunslinger for?” — that’s NOT A JOKE. That’s a scream. A plea. A wound masked as a smile. Because he’s the outsider among friends. He’s the extra. He’s just... there. But he’s not part of it. And he knows that. Feels it in his bones. In his heart.

He doesn’t even sleep in the house. Doesn’t sleep on the property. Wanders into the woods. Into the dark. Into solitude. Some would say — it’s just habit, right? He’s used to the wild. Used to isolation. Bullshit. It’s not habit. It’s escape. Because being close — hurts. Watching Abigail, watching John, watching their child — it’s like a blade across the soul. Their dream came true. And him? Who is he? He’s — no one. Once, he was an outcast among outcasts. Now he’s just... the only one left. Alone among the joyful.

And the doubts he voices to John — “Will this life be enough for you?” — that’s not about John. That’s about himself. He’s asking himself. He doesn’t believe happiness is possible for him. That he deserves it. That he’s even capable of feeling something other than this tight, choking loneliness.

And that talk about going north, starting a family, finding a woman... I DON’T BELIEVE IT. NOT A SINGLE WORD. It sounds like a script. A rehearsed line. A mask. A way to say something so they’ll stop asking. He has no plan. No place. No direction. He says it himself. “I don’t know where.”

Not Canada. Not Wapiti. He could’ve gone back there a hundred times. In eight years. But he didn’t. Because he never saw it as home. It was something lost, something nostalgic — not a place he was needed.

And just finding a woman? Really? This is Charles. A man who lets NO ONE in. He’s built like a fortress. In his mind. In his soul. In his silence. And if he lets someone in — it’s forever. And if he doesn’t — no one gets close. This isn’t about “settling down.” This is about finding a soul that moves him. And those are rare. Maybe one. Maybe none.

He says: “These last eight years, I’ve come to accept the things I can’t change.” Is that supposed to be hope? It’s not acceptance. It’s surrender. That’s not light at the end of the tunnel — it’s the tunnel closing in. It’s numbness. It’s emptiness.

And John, dear John… tells him: “You’re the strongest man I know.” I HATE THAT PHRASE. I HATE WHEN PEOPLE SAY IT ABOUT HIM. I HATE WHEN PEOPLE SAY IT ABOUT ME. It’s NOT strength. It’s survival. It’s when life beats you so hard, all you learn is not to fall. It’s not a choice. It’s endurance. He’s not strong. He’s exhausted. He’s shattered. He’s lonely, he’s silent, and he’s so, so tired.

Even if he met “the one” — would she love him? The real him? The broken one? The quiet one? The distant one? Or would she fall for the mask — for the “I’ve made peace with the past” lie? And if she never sees the real Charles — how could he ever be happy with her? He doesn’t do halfway. Not him.

Abigail and John are different. She knew his pain. All of it. His monsters. His sorrow. She accepted it. Who would accept Charles? Who even knows who he became?

And in that last ride... he says: “I’m heading north.” Turns down Sadie’s offer to work together. Says it’s time to move on. But what if he wasn’t moving forward. What if he was moving toward the end.

(Another powerful and unwavering argument for me: we all remember how Charles and John ride out to save Uncle in the epilogue — and how Charles, with a chilling steadiness, says that if the uncle’s wounds are too severe, the only mercy left would be to help him cross over. He speaks of killing — not driven by hatred, not poisoned by cruelty — but as a final act of love, a broken, desperate kindness to release a soul from agony. And I ask: was it only uncle’s suffering Charles wished to end? Or was he, too, reaching for a way to quiet his own howling grief? I believe he was. I believe he desperately was.)

What if that was his way of saying goodbye. Softly. Quietly. Not “farewell.” Just — gone. So they could keep living, believing he’s somewhere out there. Alive. Just... far. But in truth — he had already made peace. He had written his ending.

Not to the north. Not to Wapiti. Not to a woman. But to the place where nothing hurts anymore.

And if that’s what happened... if he really left...

...maybe, finally, he found peace.

smiley charles drawing from last night 🩷 hes so cutesy i want to put him my pocket

CHARTHUR YURI BLAST GO !!! 🦌🦬🩷

can i interest you in some nice cowboy cuddles in these trying times 🩷? 🦬🦌

some charles doodles during math class because hes my babygirl🩷

Just some thoughts on Dutchs authority and the how the gang rebels against him

Firstly, I have the strong belief that Molly (by the start of the game) only very recently started dating Dutch, and on top of that, was part of the gang for a while before dating him. I'm so certain of this because of what Karen says in chapter 1 during the mission where Arthur takes the girls to town where she says "Oh no, miss O'Shea is far to high and mighty now for the likes of us" when Tilly asks if they should've invited her out. What's stands out is the now, becuase it wasn't a 'hey now, she's too good for us' it was a 'she is too good for us now compared to the past'.

This shows there was a point in time where she was in the gang, but wasn't dating Dutch. But once she did get with Dutch she felt she was too good for the girls, which you can see through the fact she isn't hassled by Grimshaw to work, sleeps in a tent, and has really fine clothing compared to the girls.

This had me thinking about, when did she join the gang? I thought, maybe she was part of the six month gang with Micah and Charles, and I thought that introduced a really interesting dynamic. Because, I personally, when playing the game for the first time, assumed Micah had been in the gang for years because he appeared so used to being with the gang, and the gang obviously didn't like him, but seem used to him too, at least more used to him then they were of Charles.

And in the hunting mission in chapter 1, Arthur assumes Charles would be "moving on" soon, and asks him about it. But, as much as Arthur talks about cutting Micah loose, he doesn't assume Micah will. And I noticed the common denominator of the six month gang, whether or not they're seen as a part of the gang and an outsider, is Dutchs interest in them.

Obviously, he's romanticly involved with Molly, and freinds with Micah, but doesn't have any connection to Charles. So, obviously Charles' quietness contributes to how lonely he is, but Dutchs approval of people also contributes to how the gang (does or doesn't) approache(s) them.

So, Dutch was interested in Molly, so she was freinds with the girls (even though once they got together she felt above them), Micah has Dutchs approval, so people tolerate him. But Dutch doesn't think about Charles, so no one thinks about him. And it shows Dutchs iron fist over the gang.

Another idea is how each chapter Arthur and Charles become closer each time, possibly representing how each chapter Arthur strays further and further from Dutchs authority.

Also, the fact people who befriend Charles seem to stray from Dutch...I dunno I just remember a camp interaction where Uncle criticises Dutch, and similarly there's another camp interaction where he is truly trying to befreind Charles, but he's not having it lol, so it sort of creates an idea of how he's hesitant to leave the gang therefore it's represented with a struggle to be freinds with Charles.