#and a sucker for cowboys

[boodlesofdoodles]

Actually really excited about this Cowboy Charlie I'm writing rn ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝ I've never really cared to draw out AUs but I really wanna draw my slutty lil cb charles

[snoelledarts]

Wanted in all 50 states for tax evasion being too cute :)

[whollyjoly]

push your face down on my chest and your heart ain't nothin' but the best and now a dog's a stray but i'm gonna stay

aka the bucktommy cowboy au nobody asked for part one (part two) (part three)

(song insp.)

[dollykiller]

[electriclasso]

So, I have a TON of work to do. I'm vending out of town at a two day long event next weekend, and I have a bench full of half-finished projects to complete and inventory to work on.

But then I saw this amazing art by @pinkiemme

And... I absolutely MUST make this bolo tie. Immediately. Right?

[slytherintothedms]

petition for jensen ackles to be put in more vintage wears

[autumnblooms]

Posting a messy sketch now in case I abandon this too 🥲 Midwest emo ghouls AU: Farmer Swiss and nursery/hardware store owner Mountain

Small text for @herbal-quintessence and @mac-and-thefox cause I think this may apply to your interests <3

Edit: I forgot their fucking tails 🤦

[bakedbeanz]

*LOUDEST YEEHAW NOISE IN THE WORLD*

Mr. Randy for @grimreapersbutt i adore him

[knightsofrohan]

best deadpool variant?

SPOILERS FOR DEADPOOL 3 BELOW

[callsignrooroo]

Okay this may be a bit niche, but the thought of Tyler in spurs. That’s it. I just think that shit would be so sexy. With his hat, and the way his hips move when he walks would have them rattling with every step.

[widebruh]

[d20-ritz-stimzz]

" You paid your dues this nargon, Encino? "

⭐ ⭐ ⭐ × ⭐ 👩‍🦽 ⭐ × ⭐ ⭐ ⭐

Jan De La Vega !

[strawhbrrries]

this is exactly how i envision (my version of) dbf!frank castle, i just need him immediately

[ffverr]

Cowboy au....but Scott like this....but red blindfold....

[thatringboy]

Robin/Boothill but it’s a cheap Hallmark movie is this anything

[zombified-hoglin]

Xisuma tipped his hat against the sun, the wide brim casting shade over his weathered face as he rode across the open plains. The wind was dry, the dust kicked up from his horse's hooves settling in the cracks of his worn boots. He was on patrol, keeping an eye out for trouble. It had been a quiet week, but that was often the calm before the storm.

He pulled the reins to slow his horse as the familiar silhouette of the man who haunted his thoughts came into view. Etho, the outlaw with a smile as sharp as his blade, sat casually on a rock just off the main trail, his horse grazing lazily beside him. His signature mask was pulled up, leaving only his eyes visible, gleaming with mischief.

"Afternoon, sheriff," Etho drawled, leaning back on his elbows like he didn’t have a care in the world.

Xisuma kept his expression steady, though his heart raced under his coat. He should’ve arrested Etho months ago, should’ve put him behind bars for all the trouble he caused. But every time they crossed paths, something held him back.

"You're not supposed to be this close to town," Xisuma said, his voice low, firm. His hand rested on the grip of his revolver, but he didn’t draw it.

Etho’s eyes flickered down to Xisuma’s hand, then back up, looking amused. “You gonna do something about it, sheriff? Or are you just here to chat?”

Xisuma exhaled sharply, more in frustration with himself than anything. "You're pushin' your luck, Etho."

The outlaw stood up slowly, brushing dust off his coat, the casualness in his movements a stark contrast to the tension between them. “Maybe,” Etho replied, his voice softening as he stepped closer. “Or maybe I just like seeing you.”

Xisuma stayed still, his breath hitching at the sudden closeness. The air between them crackled, the tension not just from law and order but something far more dangerous. Etho’s fingers brushed against the leather of Xisuma’s coat, lingering for just a moment too long.

"Careful, outlaw," Xisuma muttered, his voice rough.

Etho’s eyes softened, something almost tender in the way he looked at the sheriff. “Always am."

And just like that, Etho stepped back, his presence as fleeting as the wind, leaving Xisuma alone on the plains, wondering if one day he'd finally have the nerve to bring the outlaw in—or if he'd just let him keep slipping through his fingers.