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Rest Stop
"N-No... please..." Jason groaned, unable to stop as his arms began to play with his chest and nipples. Electric sensations and pure bliss filled his mind as the world around him became grew fainter.
It had begun with a small, almost invasive, breeze flowing through the plains. Then, his belt fell to the ground as his buttons became loose. Jason wasn't sure what was happening, but he was certain he felt some sort of phantom sensation grope and play with him.
Then it began to spread throughout his body through his ass crack. He threw his head back, leaning up against a cliff, moaning like a slut in heat as his body was invaded. Jason blushed as he felt his cock stiffen at the sensation.
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"N-No... ngh...! AAAHHH!" His cock, having leaked precum for the past few minutes, stiffened as it shot out load after load of white sticky semen. Jason let out a cry of despair and relief as his eyes rolled up the back of his head. It was a sweet relief, but it didn't last long as he lost consciousness. His body convulsed in the desert heat, propped up only by the cliffside.
Eventually, Jason's body stilled as he slowly opened his eyes. His hands explored each new patch of skin as though it wasn't his own. "Thanks fer the bod, cowboy," said the entity that took over Jason. "Don't worry, I'll treat ya reaaaal nice."
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yandere-writer-momo · 5 months
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Yandere Head Canons: You Are My Sunshine
Current brain rot: Yandere Sheriff from the Wild West. An older man has captivated me.
Jack Henry, the forty year old bachelor and Afab Reader
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Yandere Sheriff who’s devoted to locking criminals away. He’s never given relationships much thought. His life was too dangerous for anyone else to be a part of it long term so he’s had his fair share of one night stands but never true love… Jack Henry has lived a hard life and he was getting old. His chocolate hair and stubble was covered in gray hair. And his face and body littered in scars from the outlaws he arrested. Jack knew he was a terrifying man to gaze upon. His face alone struck fear into people.
Yandere Sheriff who meets the new resident in town. A sweet young woman with big eyes filled with innocence. A shy expression on her (skin color) face as she introduced herself to him. The lovely woman was named (your name), a pretty name for a pretty girl. She was a lamb amongst wolves… Jack was immediately smitten with her. He’d be her shepherd dog that would keep her safe in this wild world… wait. Why did he like her so much? She was just a lass…
Yandere Sheriff who would often see (your name) at the post office or at the general store. He caught himself constantly sneaking glances at her whenever he was in town. Jack thought she was attractive… maybe he could talk to her?Jack ignored the flirtatious stares of old flames in favor of talking to the young lass who was the apple of his eye.
Yandere Sheriff who began to court (your name). Jack is sweet with his words and he does his best to be gentle and soft for her. He brings her flowers and meals from town. His green eyes are filled with so much adoration for her. He swore she was sweeter than molasses. The more time they spent together, the more he wanted to be with her. Jack has never felt this way in his life. He wanted to protect her from everything. Jack wanted to come home everyday from work and see her waiting for him. For the first time in his forty years of living, he craved domesticity.
Yandere Sheriff who tries to take things slow but he starts to get touchy. Jack often holds her soft hands in his large, calloused ones while he shows her the town. His green eyes never leave his sunshine. The stubble on his chin tickles her shoulders when he rests his face on her shoulder while she wears his sheriff hat. Jack loves her… he loves (your name) so very much, it hurts.
Yandere Sheriff who can’t get her out of his head even when he dreams. Her face creates butterflies flutter in his stomach and her smile… her smile was just like sunshine. She was his sunshine… and he never wanted her to be taken away. The fear of his enemies harming her started to keep him up at night… he had to make it official so they could get married and he could keep her locked away and safe.
Yandere Sheriff who took (your name) out on dates on the weekends. Jack enjoyed taking her on rides on his horse, Gunsmoke. He adores how much smaller her body is than his. Their bodies fit together so perfectly… it was when Gunsmoke brought them up a hill where the sunset looked most beautiful that Jack felt like he should confess his love for her. The setting sun made her look like some sort of goddess on earth… a goddess he wished to worship until his final breath.
Yandere Sheriff who is shocked that she doesn’t feel the same way. They spent so much time together… why didn’t she love him too? Jack was upset that she didn’t feel the same way. Couldn’t she see herself with him? He saw an entire future with her… he saw children and a wedding. They were meant to be in his eyes… and he would teach her to love him.
Yandere Sheriff who doesn’t budge when (your name)’s fists beat against his chest while he kissed her. His stubble tickled her face and she could taste cigar smoke on him but his arms firmly held her against him. Jack was on cloud nine from the kiss. He sore lightning shot through his very being… she was so perfect. How could she not want this? How could she not want him? It wasn’t long before his lips moved to her neck to press hit kisses all over the soft, tender skin. His sweet whispers of love made her skin crawl.
“I love you… I love you so much.” Jack whispered into her skin, his hot breath tickled. “Let’s get married... my sunshine.”
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ghouljams · 2 months
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Because of you I’m constantly thinking about cowboy!ghost and cowboy!konig’s thick waists. Hmmm I bet my papi price has one too. It makes me salivate. It haunts and follows me everywhere. Thank you for these divine depictions my deity 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️
(I’m such a slut for how plush these dirty men are) (Also sorry I keep letting these horny thoughts out in your asks..it’s a disease now I think)
God, yeah. You know Price is eating good, best fed man in Texas by his account, previously the best fed man in England and he had to WORK to keep from showing it, but now?? Oh he is enjoying the strong man physique, he's got that soft around the middle padding that just makes him looks stronger. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror and inspecting the layer of fat over his pecs, over what used to be abs, leaning closer to check the sprinkling of grey starting to make its way through his beard. Price thinks he looks pretty good. He doesn't miss the hard lines, feels like he's got more fuel in the tank to do the heavy lifting.
He especially likes settling you on his stomach, moving your hips back and forth, back and forth, grinding your pretty pussy against his happy trail, slicking the coarse dark hair with your wetness. He loves the way your fingers squeeze his pecs, the way you grip at his soft edges for purchase as he pleasures you. It feels an awfully masturbatory if he's being honest, making his pretty wife grind against his hairy stomach, watching your hips buck as your clit is teased by his curls, the rough hair dragging against your soft folds. Oh he can almost feel that sweet cunt clenching around nothing as he grinds your hips down against him. Price may say this is for you, but it's not, it's for him.
He just wants to watch you fall apart and know that he's the one who made that happen. He wants to hear your whimpers as you work up the courage to beg for his cock, or he wants to force you to come without it. Either way he gets a show, so why shouldn't he move you like a toy? That's what you are, isn't it? A toy? Brainless and shuddering with your eyes rolling back as he makes each little zap of pleasure roll through your clit and up your spine. He rocks you back, inches you grind by grind towards his cock until you're desperately trying to follow the motion of his hands, you pretty pussy drooling as it rubs against his fat cock. You try to lift your hips and he pulls them back down, shushing you. He knows baby, Daddy know you want him to fuck you, but he can't right now, you have to earn it. You can do that, right? Of course you can, smart girl.
You just have to let him keep doing what he was doing, bringing you to the edge of pleasure like a toy, building all that tight delicious heat in the pit of your stomach until you can't take it anymore and start to beg. And you will beg. Then he'll pull you back to his stomach, and make you come all over it. Come all over the body you helped build with all your wonderful cooking, and then he'll thank you properly. Just let him have his fun for now, and fall apart.
Good girl.
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swedenis-h · 11 months
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Save a horse! Ride a cowboy! (X)
June 14th prompt: western au (@dinlukeweek)
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nartothelar · 4 months
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Just out of plain curiosity, how many different aus do you have with the silly train boys? I know about the possession au, apocalypse au, dragons au, vampire Ingo au, therapy au, elderwritch Ingo au. Are there any more or is that all of them?
That’s most of them I think! The comprehensive list would be this:
- possession au
- apocalypse au
- twin dragons au
- ingo and the zoroark au
- freight train au (which I really need to expand one day sksks)
- vampire au
- cowboy au
- therapy emmet au
- eldritch abomination au
If you press the tags directly on this post, all the posts from each au should come up in chronological order! :D
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lesbiandardevil · 8 months
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can you pretty please draw daredevil like this: 🤠
oh anon you have no idea what crimes against god I've already committed in my past lives (/j)..... have some old cowbutch matt stuff 🫶🤠 i was planning on drawing more of him soon but in the meantime. .
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sucharandomwolf · 1 month
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Save a horse. Ride a cowboy 🤠
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pocketwei · 7 months
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"dof showed me"
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one-time-i-dreamt · 11 months
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There was a ton of other weird shit going on but the main thing I remember is that I was a ghost possessing a zombie to warn a posse of cowboys about a mpreg vampire werewolf that was coming to attack them.
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wanting, chasing
✧ written for 'suck' ✧ word count: 480 ✧ rated: T ✧ cw: none ✧ tags: cowboy au (set in the same universe as previous cowboy entry), deputy eddie, flirty steve ✧ @steddiemicrofic o( >ω<)o✧
"Gettin' real sick of these games, Harrington." Eddie glares, arms crossed. His cheeks burn and his face is red, but it's purely because all the blood is rushing down to his head because, guess fucking what? He got caught by a damn trap and now he's hanging upside down from a tree like a damn dog's tongue hanging from it's maw.
"Really?" Steve laughs, leaning against the tree all casual-like, all confident, all cocky. "I don't think I can get enough."
"You say that now," Eddie squints as he rotates towards the sun, the sound of Steve's laughter so close behind him. "But wait 'til I get my hands on ya -"
"Oh but deputy -"
Eddie spins and faces the tree again but now Steve's there, his face right in front of Eddie's. His hand gently holds Eddie's upper arm, stopping him from twirling away from those hazel eyes, sharp and mischievous.
"I think we both know," Steve murmurs, his eyes glancing up at Eddie's mouth with a smirk. "I've got you in the palm of my hand already."
He should feel anger, indignation, some kinda threatened by that. But all Eddie can think about is how Steve's still wearing the bandana, the one he stole from him that night at the saloon, around his neck. How it looks like it belongs there on him, Eddie's signature black tucked into the collar of his tan shirt.
"Eyes up here, Munson."
His eyes do flick up and he stares at the golden glow of Steve's smile, soft and sweet. Without a single thought in his damn head, he uncrosses his arms and reaches out, fingers ghosting over his lips. Steve inhales and before Eddie can blink, he's somehow pulled Eddie's glove off with his own damn teeth and ah fuck.
"Yer a terrible man," Eddie grumbles half-heartedly, as Steve spits out his glove onto the ground.
With a chuckle, Steve presses a kiss to Eddie's fingers. "And you just can't get enough."
"Maybe I have," Eddie says weakly (they both know he'd never). "Maybe I've decided I've had enough, 'n it's time to start chasin' other -"
He hisses when teeth almost pierce his thumb, low-lidded eyes staring him down, warning his running tongue.
"You ain't chasin' nobody else, deputy," Steve gently sucks at the skin where he bit Eddie, something of an apology, but his eyes, dark in the shade of the tree, tell Eddie it's more of a promise. "'S you 'n me, end of the line."
"Ha," Eddie clears his throat. "Anyone would think you had somethin' to claim here."
"Somethin'," Steve pulls Eddie's hand out and just barely grazes the air Eddie breathes with his lips. "Someone."
And with that, Eddie's on the ground, a throbbing echoing in his skull, staring up at the man above him, who winks and runs out of his sight, out of his grasp.
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beefbirbing · 5 days
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MY FIT IS COMPLETE
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shootingstarwritings · 6 months
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"Mmm, that's good. Keep that pose." Natasha said as she took another photo.
Snap!
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"Great! Your pictures look wonderful, Landon," said Natasha, giving him a thumbs up. "I'll send them to you in a minute."
"Thanks, darlin'. Lemme just get yer payment. 's in the kitchen." Landon excused himself and made his way inside his home. As he passed the hallways mirror, he couldn't help but stop and admire his face. Although it was technically the first time he had ever shaved himself, he really did a good job.
"All right, Nat, here's yer pay. Thanks fer the pics. I'll make a killin' sellin' 'em online."
"Didn't see you as the OnlyFans guy, Landon. What changed?"
"What can I say? It's time the world saw a whole new me." Landon couldn't help but flex a little as he said that. He inwardly chuckled as he saw Natasha stare just a second too long.
"Ah, well," she said, quickly regaining her composure. "Either way, it's nice to get a commission. You don't mind if I post a pic or two on my site, right?"
Landon shook his head and shot her a suave grin. "No prob, darlin'. Don't mind the whole world seein' this new me." Natasha thanked him for the boost in her new photography career and left.
Finally alone, Landon made his way to his room and lied down on the floor, enjoying his stolen flesh.
"Lookin' cute, cowboy," Landon said to himself as he took a selfie of himself on the bed. Natasha's pictures were on the way, but he couldn't help but take a quick pic to admire.
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"So glad I took your body, earthlin'." When the alien fell to earth one fateful, it quickly slithered into Landon's home in search of a worthwhile host. It found the cowboy resting, clad in just a pair of heart-print boxers, after a hard day's work.
Its slimy form slithered into his cock, causing Landon to wake and panic as a foreign being invaded him. The possession caused Landon to climax, and the little alien quickly fell in love with its new host. Now it planned to share its beautiful new home with all its new lovers, both its sexual partners and those who would admire from a screen.
"It's me, Landon," the alien spoke with its southern accent. "Lemme make all yer dreams come true."
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possessedbydevils · 3 months
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Me and the bitch l turned into a Christian by reading the Bible to him
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ghouljams · 11 months
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NO BECAUSE imagine cowboy!könig listening to darling after a long day of working and he gets worried because she sounds so breathless and whiney and then bro just realizes she's touching herself
i'll see myself out bye
Oh you are absolutely fueling the stalker cowboy thoughts I have in my head. The bug is technically in the living room but Darling lives alone, so the whole house is really free reign for her.
It's become a sort of daily ritual. König gets in from tending to the horses, showers, and switches on the receiver as he fixes dinner for himself. Usually you're making food around that time too, the sound of your absent-minded singing filtering through the static and filling his kitchen with life. Sometimes you talk to yourself, bitch about your day, praise yourself on jobs well done, remind yourself of things you need from the store, day-to-day minutiae that you must think no one would care about. König cares. Every little detail is stored for future reference and use. How else is he supposed to drop by with just what you need right when you need it?
You're very quiet tonight. He turns the volume up with a frown, did you go out? That would be good, you need more friends. König goes to the kitchen window to check the pasture. No sign of Honey, so you haven't gone chasing after her. Maybe he'll just go over and check on you. The soft whine through the receiver stops him from reaching for his bandana.
Concern hits him first, moving to turn the volume up more. Did you hurt yourself? Were you alright? 
Another breathless sound, high and tight, and Needy. Not a whine, a whimper, "Fuck, mm." He recognizes the slick sound under your whimpering. Maybe not from you, but… his fingers itch the dial up higher, leaning over the table to listen. Your moan echoes through the kitchen and König's grip on the table scratches hard enough to splinter the wood. 
Naughty, Needy little thing. He could almost see you on your couch touching yourself. Your fingers dipping into your soaked cunt, dragging that wetness to ease the slide as you circled your clit. Fuck. You whine and he sits heavy on his kitchen chair, fingers working to undo his belt and pull his rapidly hardening cock out.
His cock is barely free before his hand wraps around it, grip punishing as he strokes the length of it. The wet sound of your dripping cunt fills the room. He wonders: are you fucking yourself on your fingers, or do you have a toy? The way you whine, whatever it is seems to be doing the trick. 
König rubs his thumb against the head of his cock, God if you only knew how it was drooling for you. Would you whine on your knees for him? Stare up at him with those big doe eyes and whimper like you are in your living room? Fucking yourself where anyone could hear you like a little slut. If he walked over there now would he have time to catch you? Would he even be able to control himself when he saw you?
"Please, please, König, fuck," you gasp and König groans. You are just perfect for him, aren't you? Already know who you belong to. Are you imagining his fingers, his cock? Do you want to cum, is that why you're begging him so prettily?
"Not yet, Schatz," he mumbles, imagining the drag of his calloused fingers might be your slick cunt. You whine in response, suppressing a moan that should be his. He's so close. Heat coils tight in his stomach, the stroke of his hand slick with pre-cum as he listens to the delicious whimpering coming over the receiver. He wants to hear you cum, wants to pretend its from riding his cock and not whatever puny thing you’re fucking yourself with. God he wants to break you, and you’ll beg him to.
You already are, your pleas chant like a prayer, his name falling from your lips like water as you moan. That’s all he needs, feeling his balls pull up tight as he cums into his fist with a low groan. He can hear your heavy breaths in tandem with his own as he leans back against the chair. Fuck. God, you don’t know what you do to him, but you will. You will.
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jekyllnahyena · 1 year
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he doesn’t eat what he loves.
anything else is pretty much free game.
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5bi5 · 11 months
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The people who matter know Daria.
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