#colby mayfield

[kit-middleton]

I am amazed it took until the tail-end of season FOUR of Yellowstone for someone to ask Ryan and Colby if they’re a couple.

They definitely have couple vibes, even if those vibes are pretty queerplatonic.

My idiot cowboys.

[keep-the-wolves-close]

Movin’ Mountains

Chapter 14: Sound of War

* Pairing: Kayce Dutton x OFC Stella Daniels

* Rating: M

* Warnings: language, violence, shooting, guns, dread, pleading for life, hanging, cutting human flesh, also is Stella a villain now???? Like miss ma'am holy hell

* Word count: 2,901ish

I would love to give credits to @dameronscopilot and @deanscroissant and @lexixstewart for being sounding boards for me during this whole process, giving outsider insight, being cheerleaders, and allowing me to screech at them about things that have happened during the writing process. I seriously couldn't have gotten this far without y'all.

Author's note: Ooo I'm kinda really digging scary Stella ™️ lol. I’m walking that fine line with her, and hopefully it’s done in an understated way and not over the top. I hope everyone is enjoying so far! I hope you love this chapter as well!

Stella dug in with her leg and spun Abigail abruptly, pulling her pistol out of its holster, aiming it directly at Wade. The men’s eyes shot open and they pulled their horses to a halt, kicking up dirt and grass as they struggled to gain traction. A warning shot rang out from Stella’s pistol. Both men jumped to double back, only to be met head-on by the enraged wranglers. “Oh shit,” Wade startled. “Clint go back!” The wranglers split into two groups as if they knew Clint and Wade would run in opposite directions.

With undeniable grace, Stella pushed Abigail to the left, herding Wade up toward Rip’s group. Walker dropped right to force Clint into Lloyd’s path. Clint took off in a mad dash, but his father just had to make a spectacle of himself.

“I'll shoot every one of you sons of bitches!” Wade fired off a few rounds chaotically, missing any intended target.

Stella moved in perfect sync with Abigail, the rhythm of her gallop steadying Stella’s aim. Seeing the older man duck and his hat flip off his head, she roared his own words back at him, “ain't so tough now are ya, Wade?”

In slow motion, Rip and Dude slipped past her. His lariat swung high above his head. He struck it out, aiming for Wade’s neck, and caught him under the shoulders, yanking backwards. Wade flew off of his horse, hitting the ground with a less than pleasant thud. Rip took off, dragging the older man a few hundred yards through the grass and dirt behind him until he found the spot he wanted.

Kayce loped up beside Stella as she holstered her pistol. Words swirled around his head. There was so much he wanted to say, but wasn’t quite sure how. Now wasn’t the time, so he would work through it and talk with her later. Right now they had to focus on confirming 100% that Roarke Morris and Market Equities had hired Wade and Clint. Stella had seen and heard enough to be damning, but it didn’t hurt to cover the bases twice.

Rip quickly scanned the area and found the tree he wanted. Waving over his shoulder he called out, “Ryan, Colby!” He pointed to his lasso around Wade and then the tree.

Knowing exactly what Rip was asking, Colby and Ryan dismounted swiftly and ran behind the tree. Rip tossed the end of the rope up over the split in the tree. Ryan caught it and wound it around a sturdy branch on the ground. Colby gripped Wade’s arms, pulling his body taut against the tree.

Rip stepped in front of Wade. He repositioned his hat, and scanned the group. He found Stella hanging back with Kayce, and waved her over. She’d done well over the last few weeks, up until she ran off last night to confront the problem. Rip wanted to make sure Stella had picked up the message from them about controlling herself, that darkness that bubbled just beneath the surface. This would tell him whether or not she actually absorbed the lesson. She was sharp, but sometimes subtle lessons flew right past her.

Stella’s body stiffened at Rip’s silent beckon. She glanced briefly at Kayce, picking up the unease on his face, and then back to Rip. Her brother standing behind their leader caught her eye. If she didn’t know any better, he looked like he wanted to jump in front of her, taking her place. They locked eyes and nodded at each other. At Stella’s confirmation that she was fine, his shoulders visibly relaxed. She smiled inside at Ryan restraining himself. He was trying so hard to let her stretch her legs.

She handed her reins to Kayce, their hands drifting across each other. She felt his fingers try to grasp hers. A lopsided grin let him know she was okay. With the ease of second nature, Stella stood in her stirrups, and hiked her right left up and over Abigail’s back, dismounting. She fixed her jacket, and walked over to Rip.

Rip waved his hand toward Wade. Stella frowned, but realized he was passing her control of the moment. She took a steadying breath and faced the man they were going to put to death. The thought made her stomach turn, but she knew it was something that had to be done. ‘These men didn’t raise no bitch,’ she reminded herself. It was time to put on a show for everyone that they wouldn’t forget, or have doubts about her in the future.

Crossing her arms, she sighed. “Hey, Wade. Long time no see. How’s your yard?” She smirked at him while fixing her glasses.

“Fuck you,” Wade spat with disdain.

Stella sarcastically clutched at her nonexistent pearls with a gasp. “Now Wade, since when do we talk to women that way?” Her face turned to stone. “Oh wait, I forgot. You don’t give a damn about women, considering you stomped the shit out of one of my own.” She caught Teeter’s gaze, feeling the rage boiling underneath.

The crackling of Rip’s leather gloves as he adjusted them, tethered her back in the present. “We need a name.”

“What name?”

“The motherfuckers that hired you.” Her gaze hardened. Stella could feel the large group staring at her. She pushed down the stage fright, realizing these people — her family — needed to know that she would protect them with every bit of her might and fury.

Kayce focused on Stella, watching her hold the weight given to her with grace while trying to keep balance within herself. He’d been put in this position with Dan. He knew exactly what was going on in her head.

“I saw and heard enough to condemn you,” Stella licked her lips, “but we need it from the horse’s mouth.”

Wade began to hyperventilate. He was quickly coming to terms that he hadn’t realized the danger he’d put himself in. The look on Stella’s mature and scarred face was vastly different from the teenager he remembered. The look said it all.

“I’m not gonna ask you again.” Stella gently brought him back to his current reality. The tone in her voice was deceptively comforting. The wranglers felt a cold chill pierce through them. Stella had an evil in her they hadn’t thought possible. “I’m gonna have Rip start cuttin’ bits off of you.”

Wade’s eyes widened in fear he’d tried to hide. He looked at Rip.

“Don’t look at him. He won’t save you. You’re talkin’ to me.” Stella stepped into his line of sight, commanding the older man’s attention.

“Names Roarke,” Wade choked out. “Market Equity,” he gulped for air, “son of a bitch.”

Stella scoffed and nodded, looking at the ground, “that’s what I thought.”

Wade began to wiggle around in Colby’s grasp. “Let me down.”

Stella’s face pulled together. “Why would I do that?” Wade struggled as Colby’s grip tightened. “We’re gonna kill you, but before we do,” she pointed at their captive, “we need somethin’ back that belongs to us.” In every branded member’s eyes, Wade had lost the right to the mark on his chest the second he signed on with Market Equities.

“You don’t deserve to wear this fuckin’ brand.” Rip stepped forward grabbing Wade’s shirt collar, and ripped it open.

Wade’s eyes frantically searched for some form of savior. He saw Kayce and felt a false spark of hope. “Kayce! Don’t let them do this to me! Please!”

Kayce remained silent, keeping his eyes on Stella. Wade’s fate had already been decided. There was nothing Kayce could do, or would do, to stop the long black train coming his way.

“Stella, Stella,” Wade was on the verge of sobbing. “Please don’t let them do this to me, please!”

“You fucked with me and mine. This is your own doing.” Stella left no room for argument. This was the first time she was openly being invited to be the monster in the room. The power that coiled in her heart from Wade’s fear and her control over the situation was intoxicating. She knew she couldn’t let it go to her head. The balance between the two was a fine line. One wrong move and she would go overboard. Rip made his way over to Walker, giving him instructions of what he needed to do to gain the trust of the rest of the ranch.

Walker stepped up to Wade. The look of hope in the old man’s eyes made Walker sad for a brief second. “Mister, I don't know you. But if you're wearing that brand, you must be a bad man. And if these mοthеrfսckеrs want it back, you must be even worse.” Walker steadied his shoulders. “Karma comes in all shapes and sizes. Looks like it's me today.” He glanced at Ryan and Colby. “Y'all best hold him.”

Walker brought out his knife and began tearing into the flesh on Wade’s chest. The sound of ripping flesh as Walker pulled the skin away from muscle made bile rise to the back of Stella’s throat. Wade’s screaming in agony took over the quiet landscape. Forcing herself to tune it out, she walked back over to Kayce and hopped up on Abigail. She fixed her glasses and set her jaw. This was a part of the duties she’d accepted. She had to get over the queasiness that some of the actions brought up.

With the brand successfully removed, Walker backed up, holding the piece of Wade’s chest limply in his hand. Rip gave a quiet direction to her brother, and he grabbed the rope from the tree branch. He yanked it backward until Wade’s feet left the ground. Stella forced herself to watch. Numbness set in as she understood this was what she signed up for. This was what they all asked for. They had all become meaner than evil. The tide was changing. She was changing.

Her gaze moved to the back of Abigail’s neck. Her breathing heavy and shallow. The wickedness of her thoughts rolled through her. She glanced at Kayce, looking for a tether to pull her back in. To keep her feet on the ground.

He locked eyes with her and silently talked her back from the ledge. Kayce knew Stella was fighting with the need to go after Market Equities right this second and keeping herself in check. There was a way to go about sending a violent message and starting a war. This wasn’t gentle parenting now. This was the patient, quiet before the storm. The silence before the kill. When Stella took a deep breath and squared her shoulders, he knew she was good to go.

Rip, Colby, and Ryan joined the group in front of the tree. The silence that took over was deafening, heavy. The group slowly coming to terms with what they had done.

Rip turned and fixed his hard gaze on everyone. “You all wanted revenge. Well, now you got it. But there's a price to pay for revenge. Now you gotta pay it.”

Everyone hopped on their horses to head home. When it got dark, Lloyd and Walker would take the trash out, and everyone else would get their shiny new brands. Stella wanted to go to the house and sleep for a week, but she knew the right thing to do would be stay and lend support to their friends as they got the ranch’s calling card burned into their skin.

“I need to go talk to my dad. Let him know how things went. I also gotta check on Tate,” Kayce’s voice broke through Stella’s introspection. “You wanna come with me?”

Stella gave the offer a brief thought, watching the others trot off. “As long as we can make it back in time for the branding.”

“We don’t gotta be there for that, sugar.”

She frowned, “yes, we do. We agreed. We’re all in this together. Now yes, a few of us already have the brand, but they don’t. They need our support now more than ever. They need to know we’re there until the end.”

Kayce leaned back in his saddle. In that moment, Stella reminded him of Lee and his tenacity for loyalty to his men. She carried the weight of responsibility like a foreman would. “If you take a nap and let me come get you when Rip says they’re ready, I’ll go with you.”

Stella contemplated her boyfriend’s negotiation. “Deal.”

With Stella tucked in upstairs, Kayce made his way out onto the porch where his father sat. He joined his father in a chair, and sat in the comfortable silence. He gazed out over the rolling hills, struggling to find the balance between peace, satisfaction, and guilt over taking someone’s life. Feeling John’s eyes on him, he finally broke the seal. “They’re all fine.”

“And Stella?”

“She did just fine.”

“But is she okay?” The father and son locked eyes.

“She’s fine. Learning the balance.” Kayce paused, not sure if he wanted to start an argument. “I feel like she shouldn't have to learn that though. You asking her to step into this position has put a weight on her that she shouldn’t have to worry about.”

“I asked her to step up because I know I can trust her to fight for you and this place with every ounce of cruelty she can muster.” John shifted in his seat to be able to see Kayce better. “In case you haven’t noticed, life is cruel and uncaring. You can't reason with evil, son. Evil wants what it wants and won't stop until it's won or you kill it. The only way to kill it is to be meaner than evil, which is what I know I can expect from Stella. That's going to be your last lesson, son – how to be meaner than evil and still love your family. And still enjoy a sunset.”

“He’s right, you know.” Stella’s sleep filled voice floated over from the doorway. Both men snapped to attention at her presence. “Rip called. They’re ready.”

Kayce nodded, standing with a groan. She kept her word about napping, so he would keep his and they would go with the wranglers to be branded. He stepped up to her, and wrapped her in a hug.

“You know you don’t have to go to the branding, Stella.” John interrupted.

Stella leaned back from Kayce and looked at John. “But we do. The men need to know we’re in it. Every part that comes. That we’re there until it’s finished. Leave no doubt in their minds that we’ve got their back, just like we ask that they’ve got ours.”

John rested his hand on his chin, considering Stella’s words carefully. If he wasn’t sure before, he now knew he made the right choice asking her to step up. He nodded and waved them on. “Go on, be with your guys. I’ll watch Tate.”

As the sun fell behind the mountain, and darkness covered the valley around them, Kayce and Stella made it to the old trapper cabin where every branded member had been before. The few that didn’t have the mark stood near the fire, fear in their eyes as they watched Rip heating up the branding iron.

Stella dismounted and forced her tired legs to walk over to the group. Kayce hopped off Tank and loosely tied both horses to the old hitching post they had out here.

“Alright, listen up.” She fixed her jacket, wincing at the discomfort from her sore muscles. “I’m not gonna lie to you, this is gonna suck beyond measure. I’d rather get kicked by a mother cow than experience this again.”

“Again?” Colby caught the tense of her words.

Stella pulled down the corner of her jacket and shirt, exposing the healed scar on her chest. “Yeah, again.” The unbranded groups eyes widened.

Ryan joined Stella and pulled his shirt to the side as well. His brand a lot more pink than hers. “I second that.”

Colby’s eyes bugged out. “When did that happen?”

“Right after Stella was followed.”

Stella could see Rip becoming agitated off to the side and decided to rein them in. “Anyway, it’s gonna suck, but we’re here to help patch you up when it’s done. Everything will be fine after the iron is off you. I promise.”

Kayce stepped up next to Stella and her brother. “Since our skin is more sensitive than a cows, it won’t take as long. We all signed up for it. This is the price for getting revenge.”

Rip pulled the branding iron out of the flames, red hot and sizzling. “Teeter, you’re up first. You ready?”

Ryan handed the pink haired woman a belt to bite down on. “You’ll need it so you don’t crack those pearly whites of yours.”

Stella placed herself right next to Teeter. She held out her hand for the woman to grab. “Just don’t break my hand, that’s all I ask.”

Teeter gave an uncomfortable smile, and gave a trembling nod. She placed the belt in between her teeth, grabbed Stella’s hand as hard as she could, and nodded to Rip. She wanted to get it over and done with. When the brand hit her skin, she saw white.

Stella met Kayce’s gaze over the fire, searching for something — reassurance, understanding, maybe even regret. And she found the comfort of the same darkness staring back at her.

[onlydevilsleft]

{{ also… did we know Colby’s last name was Mayfield? found out just now in an article where Denim said he was pissed about the death. likewise fam. likewise! }}

[masoncarr2244]

[pottersmiracle]

masterlist 【!】

• Harry Potter

- harry potter - ron weasley - hermione granger - draco malfoy - pansy parkinson - blaise zabini - tom riddle - fred and george weasley - sirius black - remus lupin

• Euphoria

- rue bennett - cassie howard - jules vaughn - maddy perez - kat hernandez - fezco - nate jacobs - lexi howard - elliot - chris mckay - ashtray

• Life is Strange 1 2 True Colors & Before the Storm

- max caulfield - chloe price - nathan prescott - victoria chase - rachel amber - warren graham - kate marsh - frank bowers - sean diaz - alex chen - gabe chen - steph gingrich - ryan lucan

• The Umbrella Academy

- luther hargreeves - diego hargreeves - allison hargreeevs - klaus hargreeves - five hargreeves - ben hargeeves - viktor hargeeves - lila pitts

• The Sparrow Academy

- marcus hargreeves - ben hargreeves - fei hargreeves - alphonso hargreeves - sloane hargreeves - jayme hargreeves

• Supernatural

- dean winchester - sam winchester - castiel - crowley - jack kline - rowena macleod - lucifer - gabriel

• Stranger Things

mike wheeler - jane hopper - lucas sinclair - erica sinclair (platonic) - will byers - dustin henderson - max mayfield - billy hargrove - steve harrington - robin buckley - nancy wheeler - jonathan byers - eddie munson - joyce byers - jim hopper

• The Walking Dead

- daryl dixon - rick grimes - maggie greene - negan - michonne grimes - carl grimes - glenn rhee - rosita espinosa - king ezekiel - jesus - abraham ford - shane walsh

• Outer Banks

- jj maybank - john b routledge - sarah cameron - pope heyward - kiara carrera - rafe cameron

• 13 Reasons Why

- clay jensen - hannah baker - jessica davis - justin foley - tony padilla - zach dempsey - alex standall - tyler down - skye miller

•Slashers/horror

- stu macher - billy loomis - jennifer check - colin gray - ethan landry - [will be adding more i just dont know how to write for some other movies cause i dont know all the lore for them 😭]

•Jackass/Viva La Bam

- bam margera - johnny knoxville - ryan dunn - chris pontius - chris raab - brandon dicamillo

• Pitch Perfect 1 and 2 (i don't like 3 i apologize)

- beca - emily junk - chloe beale - stacie conrad - ashley - cynthia rose - jesse - bumper - benji - pieter kramer - kommissar

The Vampire Diaries/The Originals

-damon salvatore - stefan salvatore - elena gilbert - klaus mikealson - elijah mikealson - rebekah mikealson - kol mikealson - bonnie bennet - jeremey gilbert - caroline forbes - kai parker -

• Avengers (+Loki and Valkyrie)

- tony stark - steve rogers - peter parker - natasha romanoff- thor odinson - bruce banner - loki laufeyson - valkyrie

• Guardians of the Galaxy

-peter quill - gamora - nebula - rocket raccoon - drax - mantis

• ATSV/ITSV

- miguel o’hara - hobie brown - miles morales - peter b. parker - gwen stacy - pavitr prabhakar -

• Youtubers

- colby brock - sam golbach - jake webber - johnnie guilbert - tarayummy - anthony padilla - ian hecox - damien haas - shayne topp -

• Wednesday

- wednesday addams - enid sinclair - ajax petropolus - xavier thorpe - bianca barclay -

• Miscellaneous

- theodore finch - pete davidson - david wooderson - joel miller (show & game) - jake peralta - tate langdon - willy wonka (timothee chalamet) - felix catton - oliver quick - joe goldberg - spencer shay - freddie benson

[will probably update in the future!]

[strangerocsbymouse]

oc — colby harrington 🎱

FULL NAME ;

Colby George Harrington

D.O.B ;

dec. 1st, 1967

PRONOUNS ;

he/they

SEXUALITY ;

queer

PERSONALITY ;

fun-loving jokester who masks a lot of his issues with humour! with a mom who was barely around and general familial issues, he parties and hooks up a lot to avoid confronting his issues. but really, deep down, all Colby wants is love.

MAIN SHIP ;

undecided !

RELATIONSHIPS ;

Steve Harrington (cousin/friend) Robin Buckley (friend/family figure) Dustin Henderson (friend/family figure/fellow club member) Eddie Munson (best friend/fellow club member) Gareth (friend/fellow club member) Jeff (friend/fellow club member) Doug Teague (friend/fellow club member) Mike Wheeler (friend/fellow club member) Lucas Sinclair (friend/fellow club member) Erica Sinclair (friend/fellow club member) Jason Carver † (enemy) Billy Hargrove † (frenemy/situationship) Jonathan Byers (friend) Tommy Hagan (frenemy) Carol Perkins (frenemy) Barb Holland † (friend) Nancy Wheeler (friend) Amber Hargrove (friend) Nellie Barnes (frenemy) Willa Carter (friend)

FACE CLAIM ;

Fred Hechinger

GENERAL BACKSTORY ;

1967-1982 — Born to Donna Harrington and an unknown father, Colby quickly became accustomed to his mother's antics. Though she was a Harrington, her brother (Steve's father) struck it rich more than she did, she was a con-woman. She would often dump Colby with her brother, and take off to Vegas. He's close to Steve because of the amount of time they spent together as kids, but he's a little less popular than his cousin. He joined the Hellfire Club in high school, and became a regular attendee of Corroded Coffin concerts! 1983 — Colby tried really hard to be there for Jonathan when Will went missing, and tried to join in the search party. He ended up very nearly saving Barb during the party, but by the time he heard her screaming, she was already gone. He helped Nancy and Jonathan with looking for the Demogorgon, partially since he wasn't really a fan of hanging out with Tommy and Carol. He confronted Steve during the whole "Nancy The Slut Wheeler" thing, and Steve was surprised to find him there during the final showdown with the demogorgon. 1984 — Getting a job at Palace Arcade, Colby was often looking over the party, and quickly introduced to Billy Hargrove and Max Mayfield. Billy and Colby began hooking up in secret every time Billy dropped Max off at the arcade. He let Lucas talk to Max in the back, and eventually skipped work to help Steve and the kids. When Billy showed up at the house, he was mad when Billy nearly beat up Lucas and then beat up Steve, and refused to speak to him for a while afterwards. 1985 — Still working at the arcade, and still refusing to speak to Billy, Colby spent a lot of the summer mostly alone in the arcade since Starcourt took a lot of their business. He was largely unaware of what was going on until the power kept going out across town. But, rather than join his cousin and friends this time, he went along with Joyce and Hopper to see what the hell was going on around town, ending up at Murray's, then part of the battle of Starcourt later on. 1986 — Colby was feeling guilt for shutting Billy out and never forgiving him before he died, and on top of everything else, his mom was home again, but they were still staying with Steve at the house. He actually very narrowly avoided being a Vecna victim. He was still working at the arcade, but was often popping in next door to see Steve and Robin at Family Video. After Chrissy, Colby tagged along with everybody to prove Eddie's innocence. He'd known Eddie for years, he believed in him the whole time. While the others were in the Upside Down, he took the liberty of staying with and protecting the kids, feeling a bit of a duty to Max after Billy had died. During the final showdown, he stayed in the real world on lookout duty with Erica.

LINKS ;

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hellfire club divider by strangergraphics © strangerocsbymouse all rights reserved !

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Muse List: [Least ways until the mun gets off her ass & make a card for this blog.] This is NOT the FULL list only the main muses I write for each series.

[FULL LIST HERE]

Yellowstone:

Kali Dances with Fire (OC with the back story of being Mo's niece & his protégé, with a passion for finding justice for the missing Native American women that no one is looking for. She was formerly an OC named Anagali Unole) [FACECLAIM: Paulina Alexis / Wǎgíyaŋ Čížaŋ]

Monica Dutton Long

Mo Bring's Plenty

Angela Blue Thunder

Kayce Dutton

Beth Dutton

Colby Mayfield

Yellowstone: 1883

Sam

Elsa Dutton / Lightning with the Yellow Hair

Ennis

Margret Dutton

James Dillard Dutton

Shea Brennan

Sergeant Thomas

-℘ɛŋŋɛɖ ცყ Naki Nɔki

[colitcomedia]

In the latest episode of Yellowstone (Season 5B, Episode 4), fans were left stunned by the unexpected and tragic death of Colby Mayfield (Denim Richards), a longtime character who had been with the show since Season 1. The timing of his death, coming just days after a series of dramatic twists and high-stakes moments, caught viewers by surprise. But what made Colby’s death truly gut-wrenching was its simplicity—an event that unfolded in a manner both brutal and grounded in the reality of cowboy life.

[ao3feed-johnnylawrence]

Kinktober (2023)

https://ift.tt/TvgzyVj by FelixThePumpkinHead It's my first time participating in Kinktober so enjoy Words: 212, Chapters: 1/32, Language: English Fandoms: Cobra Kai (TV), Teen Wolf (TV), Stranger Things (TV 2016), Merlin (TV), Z-O-M-B-I-E-S (Disney Movies), Mighty Ducks (Movies), Voltron: Legendary Defender, Titans (TV 2018), The Lost Boys (Movies), Barbie (Movie 2023) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Underage Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: Liam Dunbar, Theo Raeken, Zak Ahmed | Skeppy, Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Miguel Diaz (Cobra Kai), Samantha LaRusso, Colby Brock, Sam Golbach, Daniel LaRusso, Johnny Lawrence, Allan (Barbie 2023), Ryan Gosling's Ken (Barbie 2023), Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Stiles Stilinski, Adam Banks, Charlie Conway, Keith (Voltron), Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Garfield Logan, Jason Todd, Wyatt Lykensen, Zed Necrodopolis, Egon Spengler, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Sam Emerson, Edgar Frog, Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Jake Webber Relationships: Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken, Zak Ahmed | Skeppy/Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Miguel Diaz/Samantha LaRusso, Colby Brock/Sam Golbach, Sam Golbach/Katrina Stuart, Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence, Allan/Ryan Gosling's Ken (Barbie 2023), Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, GeorgeNotFound/Wilbur Soot, Scott McCall/Stiles Stilinski, Adam Banks/Charlie Conway, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Sam Golbach/Jake Webber, Colby Brock/Sam Golbach/Jake Webber, Clay | Dream/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Colby Brock/Sam Golbach/Katrina Stuart, George Andrew/Alex Elmslie, Garfield Logan/Jason Todd, Wyatt Lykensen/Zed Necrodopoulus, Egon Spengler/Ghost, Eleven | Jane Hopper/Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Demetri Alexopoulos/Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz, Sam Emerson/Edgar Frog, Merlin/Arthur Pendragon Additional Tags: Kinktober, kinktober 2023 source https://archiveofourown.org/works/50412706 September 29, 2023 at 11:12AM

[keep-the-wolves-close]

Movin’ Mountains

Chapter 13: Let it Begin

* Pairing: Kayce Dutton x OFC Stella Daniels

* Rating: M

* Warnings: language, violence, Mia getting put in her place lol, Mia in general because that girl makes me wanna punch things

* Word count: 3,859ish

I would love to give credits to @dameronscopilot and @deanscroissant and @lexixstewart for being sounding boards for me during this whole process, giving outsider insight, being cheerleaders, and allowing me to screech at them about things that have happened during the writing process. I seriously couldn't have gotten this far without y'all.

Author's note: I really enjoyed writing this chapter, which I had to split into two lol, and we're definitely coming to the thick end of Season 3. This starts some of my favorite drama, and there will be (hopefully) a few surprises coming soon. Something inside Stella has snapped, and she's not playing about her people any longer. I hope everyone is enjoying so far! I hope you love this chapter as well!

Stella watched as Ryan and Jimmy walked into the bunkhouse to get everyone ready. They all had a serious talk about whether they wanted to be branded after this because after what they were about to do, there wouldn’t be any going back. A line had to be drawn.

Everyone came to an agreement. The ranch was always a target. Now the people that call this place home were being dragged into the danger zone. Ethan, Jake, Teeter, and Colby knew they couldn’t just sit idly by while the branded members took care of the problem. This mess was going to take everyone.

The silence between her, Rip, and Kayce was molded by exhaustion, determination, and anger. The plan was made. They were gonna get their pound of flesh. Stella massaged the ache in her sides from the night before, her fingers pressing carefully into the tension. She fought her eyelids as her body swayed with fatigue.

Kayce slid an arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close. Stella sighed at the feeling of safety that wrapped around her. She tucked her head into his chest, searching for the slightest bit of calm before the chaos erupted. Silence hung in the distance, making it seem like the quiet before the storm. Kayce’s hand instinctively rubbed her back in soothing circles.

“Stop,” Stella muttered, her voice muffled by his chest.

He frowned, looking over at Rip. The older man’s look said more than words could. Something was off, and both men felt it. Tired or not — with as fired up as she had been this morning — by now she’d be running laps around all of them. Chomping at the bit to get their vengeance. Rip motioned toward Stella, wordlessly telling Kayce to pay close attention.

Kayce shifted, tilting his head down to catch Stella’s gaze. “Baby, you okay?” Gentle concern laced his voice.

“Yeah, my skin just hurts,” she admitted quietly.

Her answer tugged at his gut. He leaned back to inspect her closer. “You gettin’ sick?” He swiped his hand across her forehead. It was warm. Warmer than normal, not enough to sound the alarm, but enough to make him wonder. He knew her skin hurt whenever she started getting a fever. His brow pulled together with a frown. She’d never been one to let him fuss much over her. By now, she would have slapped his hand away.

She shook her head gently as he removed his hand. “Don’t think so. Being without my coat all night probably didn’t help.” She shrugged, pulling her jacket tighter. “I’m just tired, Kace.”

Her words were casual, but the way her shoulders sagged, and the weight of her body leaned against his told him otherwise. Kayce tucked her back into his chest, placing his chin on her head. “Alright, sugar.” He gave her soft reassurance, but filed the details away for later.

She sighed heavily into his neck, tucking her arms into the warmth of his open jacket. Burrowing herself into the safety that was Kayce. He wanted to question her, but knew she was already running on “E”. Unease moved through him, but he put it away for later.

Rip watched the exchange with silent concern. It wasn’t like Stella to admit she was run down, or not feeling great. He glanced toward the bunkhouse. He should probably say something to Ryan, but it wouldn’t do any good to do it now.

The sound of Mia hollering at Ryan inside the bunkhouse split the silence. Stella rose from the safety of Kayce’s jacket with a foul look and his arm stiffened behind her back, holding her in place.

Rip cleared his throat, fixing his leather gloves, attempting to pull Stella’s ire away from Mia. “You sure you wanna go through with this Stella?” He knew neither time, nor her energy was on their side. John had invited them to stay at the house this morning, but both Kayce and Stella decided they needed to be with the group. “It’s gonna be a long day, and you’ve been up since yesterday morning.”

Stella cut her eyes to Rip, shoulders drooping at the thought of the warm and cozy bed that waited for her. Letting out a heavy sigh, she nodded. “Yeah I’m sure. Work don’t stop, just cause I’m tired.” She patted Kayce’s chest and pointed to the bunkhouse, where the yelling had increased in volume. “I’m gonna go take care of that.”

Kayce’s hand flexed on her elbow. He wanted to stop her, but he knew it would prove useless. Her mind was made up. The least he could do was try to convince her not to go overboard. “Don’t kill her, Stella.”

She felt his hesitancy, but slipped out of his hold. They didn’t have time for hissy fits. She had to go help her brother. “I make no promises, cowboy,” she called over her shoulder.

Stella swung the door open letting it smack against the wall. She stared at the madness taking over the house. Ryan, Lloyd, Ethan, and Colby stood at the cluttered kitchen table. Lloyd scrambled to jump in and stop the argument. He was the only one who looked in Stella’s direction. He thought about cutting the fight off, but the look on Stella’s face was enough to stop him.

Her brother argued with the young woman, her shrieks cutting through the room. Jimmy, Laramie and Walker stood near the back watching everything unfold.

Mia turned from Ryan to yell at Jimmy. “What stupid shit have you gotten dragged into this time? All because of this godforsaken place!” She felt out of her depth, questioning what she’d gotten involved in by being with Jimmy.

Stella reached her limit. “Hey,” she boomed with a loud clap of her hands that echoed off the walls.

Everyone’s heads snapped to attention at the woman glaring at them in the doorway. It wasn’t often they heard that tone from her. She and Kayce shared the trait of being soft spoken.

“Knock it off,” Stella fixed her angry gaze on Mia. “My brother said stay clear until we tell you otherwise. So stay clear.”

Mia had enough of Stella ordering her around. The few times they’d been in each other’s presence, that’s all Stella had seemed to do. “I don’t work for y’all. I don’t have to take orders from you, princess!”

The wranglers froze. ‘Princess’ was a known trigger — no one pulled it without consequences. They were half shocked that Stella hadn’t leapt for Mia’s throat right then.

Stella knew better than anyone that respect was the glue holding the ranch together. If Mia thought she could ignore their orders, what would stop others from doing the same? She had to put Mia in her place. If she didn’t, Rip would, and Mia wouldn’t like the way he did it.

“You’re right,” Stella smirked, eyes glazing over. A memory of punching Fred in the jaw for calling her that, streaked through her mind. “You don’t work here. So you shouldn’t be here for more than a couple of days at a time.” She waved her hand, gesturing to the house and ranch, “this is Jimmy’s place of employment. Not a frat house for you to crash at.” Stella’s gaze hardened. Jimmy’s reputation was already hanging by a thread, and Mia wasn’t helping. If she kept pushing, she’d drag him down with her, and Stella wasn’t about to let that happen.

Anger from Mia’s dig boiled beneath Stella’s skin. “Isn’t there like a rodeo, you need to be doggin’ at or somethin’?” Stella’s face remained passive except for her brows inching up her forehead.

Mia’s face flushed as her hands curled into tight fists, trembling at her sides. Ryan saw the tension in Mia’s coiled stance, her fists trembling with barely restrained fury. He was afraid if she did, his sister would mop the floor with her. He stepped in, his stance a silent warning. She glared up at him.

“Where the hell do you get off thinking you can tell me what to do?” Mia sputtered. “Just because you’re screwin’ the boss’s son, you think you’re special?”

The room froze. Every eye turned to Stella, whose teeth ground audibly as her grip on control slipped. Shots had been fired. If they hadn’t been worried for Mia’s health before, they were now. Doubt curled around Mia, cursing her impulsive words.

Stella removed her glasses, setting them gently on the table. Her movements slow and deliberate, using the time to try and ease her temper. Stella’s gaze flickered to her brother’s back, clocking the fight in Mia’s eyes before he blocked her view. A wild look blazed across Stella’s face and she stepped to the left allowing Mia to see her clearly. “This ain’t the fight you want, babe,” her voice eerily calm. “Go to the rodeo, and we’ll have Jimmy call you.”

Mia made the mistake of goading her. “What, you ain’t got a comeback?”

Stella cracked her knuckles, closely observing the small gap she could squeeze through to strike. Her hard eyes locked on Mia like a hawk locking in on prey. Fear gripped Mia’s heart. She’d pushed too far. Before anyone could react, Stella darted through the wranglers with precision, her hand locking under Mia’s left arm.

“Stella!” Ryan yelled, trying to grab her.

With a swift pivot, she flipped Mia like a calf at branding. Her movements fluid and practiced, pinning her knee on her chest. Ryan and Lloyd jumped into action, holding Jimmy back, knowing this battle of dominance between the women had to occur. Walker kept Laramie by his side. She wanted to defend her friend, but knew Mia had dug this grave herself.

“Listen close, princess,” Stella growled while Mia puffed and panted, grabbing at Stella’s leg. “I’ve been here 14 years, and I’m one of the people in charge now. If you don’t live or work here, you follow our orders. Simple as that.” Stella’s weight pressed down on Mia’s chest, making it impossible to fight back. For the first time, Mia’s bravado cracked, her wide eyes betraying the fear she’d tried to hide. She wheezed from the pressure on her chest. “Me fuckin’ Kayce has nothin’ to do with that.” Stella stood, releasing Mia from her weight.

A loud gasp escaped Mia’s mouth, finally able to breathe deeply. She held her throat and coughed. “You crazy bitch! You could have hurt me!”

“But I didn’t.” Stella held out a hand, rage slowly subsiding. Mia ignored the hand and pulled herself up. Stella scoffed with a quiet, “okay, Mia.” Stella had a moment where she understood Rip when she did the same thing to him.

Stella dusted her hands off on her pants. “Now, when we tell you to stay the fuck gone until you’re told otherwise, do it. Because if I find out you’re in our fuckin’ bunkhouse? What I did to you today will be nothin’ compared to what I do to you then.”

The scratching of boots on gravel stiffened Stella’s back. Her anger for the barrel racer easing away. Solid and sure, with a hitch from one too many hard landings on his hips, Rip’s gait didn’t slow down. 

Rip’s glower passed around the room as he stormed into the house, making everyone scatter. The others scrambled for any menial task to keep out of Rip’s crosshairs. Ryan and Lloyd remained in the middle to block the feuding women from each other.

Rip searched out Stella and did a quick visual check on her. She appeared tired and annoyed, but not hurt. She gave him an almost imperceptible nod, and traded spots with him. She moved to the table to pick up her glasses while he took over the situation. He watched as Mia rubbed her neck.

“You two,” Rip growled, pointing at Laramie and Mia. “You’re done here. Both of you. Out. Now.”

Laramie opened her mouth to argue but snapped it shut under Rip’s glare. Mia hesitated, her pride forcing one last look at Stella before stomping toward the door.

Stella rubbed her temples, the adrenaline fading. They didn’t have time for this kind of drama — not with everything else threatening to tear the ranch apart. The last thing they needed was infighting. There were more pressing matters than some daddy’s girl not getting her way.

She fixed her glasses and moved through the door, casting a final glance at Mia and Laramie as they left in Mia’s truck. Everyone had filed out of the house and started bringing out their horses, preparing for the battle ahead. The group was quiet, the weight of what was about to happen pulling on them. Kayce coming her way with Abigail and Tank in tow made her smile softly at him. Stella held out her hand to take Abigail’s reins from him.

“Glad you didn’t kill her,” he joked. “When we heard banging we got a little worried.”

“Pfft,” she laughed tiredly. “All I did was flip her. She’s fine. Took almost everything in me though.”

Kayce’s face pulled in concern. “You sure you’re good to go for this?”

“Yes, honey,” she sighed. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Stella turned, grabbed the bottom of Abigail’s mane, and stepped up into her saddle.

Kayce’s eyes lingered on her form, catching the exhaustion he knew she was trying to hide behind her smile. He knew she probably wanted nothing more than their bed and 14 hours of sleep. Yet here she was, ganging up with the rest of them to do her part. He understood why the men respected her.

Stella felt his stare and gazed down at him. She flashed him a smile, that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I’m good, baby. Let’s go.”

Kayce sighed heavily in annoyance. It was impossible to change her mind once she decided to do something. He followed suit, hopping up onto Tank. They walked their horses over by the fence to join the rest of the group.

“Rip,” Kayce called out. “Let’s run over the plan with everyone, one more time. Don’t need anything going sideways.”

Rip settled into his saddle with a groan. His gaze swept through the wranglers. “If anyone is having second thoughts, now’s the time to back out.” He wanted to give them the chance to make up their minds. “If we all do this, there’s no going back.”

The air was thick. Dense with the crackling static of danger on the horizon. Things were in motion. Big things. If they didn’t band together now as one unit, they would get caught in the crossfire later. This place was their home. These people, their family. They were all in.

“Alright,” Rip nodded soberly. “Stella, Walker.” The two in question rose to attention. “You walk the fence lines, you’re just out there to fix some posts.”

Kayce’s voice broke through the tense air. “Woah now, when did we agree on using you as bait? I don’t remember that part of the conversation.” 

“Yeah, I’m not sure I’m liking where that’s going,” Ryan added, looking perturbed, not comfortable with leaving his little sister in Walker’s care.

She thought back to the flames she’d set the night before. Wade’s farm almost went up in flames because of her. Of course they’d want to make an example out of her. Stella was more than certain that she was their next victim. “It makes the most sense for me to force their hand.” Stella stated casually, “plus I’ll have Walker right there with me. I’ll be fine. Discussion over.” She didn’t want to undermine their concern for her, but they didn’t have the time to argue. She understood the risks, but was willing to take them for the ranch.

Stella and Walker shared a resolute look. She knew he would do whatever he had to to make sure she got out first. It wasn’t in his nature to send a woman to the wolves first. She would do the same for him.

Rip reined everyone back to the topic at hand. He was well aware of the risk Stella was taking, but he was more than confident she could handle her own. “From your little bonfire last night, Stella-belle, you being front and center will bring them in faster.”

“I’m never gonna live that down, huh?”

“No, you will not,” Rip chuckled, looking back to the rest of the wranglers. “We’ll lay our horses down in the trees nearby. They’ll be out scouting for trouble to cook up.”

“What makes you so sure they’ll be out after last night,�� Ethan questioned, reluctance moving through his voice.

“Because he’s gonna try and fuck us over first before admitting to his boss that a little girl lit his shit on fire and almost shot him.” The wranglers stared up at Stella.

Kayce cleared his throat, pulling everyone’s attention to him. His eyes raking over the wranglers. “We’ll wait in the trees, and when they take the bait, we’ll swoop in behind. After that, follow our lead,” he motioned to Rip, Stella and himself. “These sons of bitches are gonna learn today.”

Stella stepped up, giving her own set of directions. “Walker and I will ride out first. Give us about 20 minutes and then follow. It’ll give us time to act natural, and y’all time to hide.” She locked eyes with every one of the people she’d come to view as family. “Be careful, and think smart. We’ve only got one shot at this before he goes running to his boss and all hell breaks loose.”

The wranglers silently agreed, finishing up tacking their horses for the ride ahead. The thumping of impatient hooves on the ground filled the quiet. Ryan watched from across the way as Stella and Kayce spoke quietly. Most likely Kayce was expressing his dislike of her being bait. Stella handled it with ease, her round face softening as she gazed at her boyfriend — almost like she was soothing a child. It was her way of calming his unrest, getting him to trust her even when he wanted to protest.

Stella had changed since being attacked while protecting Tate. Ryan expected it because that was more than anyone should have to deal with. What he hadn’t anticipated was how her protectiveness had sharpened, like she was carrying some unspoken responsibility for all of them. He noticed her shift uncomfortably in her seat and instinctively place a hand on her lower abdomen.

Frowning with apprehension, Ryan mounted Blue Jeans and rode over to the couple. “Hey, you okay?”

“Yeah, just sore.” She absentmindedly rubbed circles on her stomach, easing the tension away. Ryan and Kayce glanced at each other, but before they could question her further, Rip called out for Stella and Walker. It was time to put the plan in motion. Stella gazed at her brother and boyfriend. “Be careful, please.”

They nodded and watched as Stella trotted off with Walker right behind her. 

The pair made it to the fence in question in good time. Off in the distance, they spotted their back-up setting up in a small bunch of trees. They laid their horses down, to which Stella was pleasantly surprised to see that Kayce had taught Tank to do so.

Conversation between her and Walker was minimal. There had always been an unspoken understanding between the two. The fact that she was one of the few who didn’t outright disrespect him when he first came to the ranch, had laid a solid foundation between them. Stella moved Abigail in front of Walker and his horse, Pico. The posts along this section of fence weren’t entirely shot. She was starting to wonder if they were going to come up with anything to do at all.

The emptiness of these couple pastures settled onto Stella’s shoulders. The prairie grass fluttered back and forth in the wind, not a soul in sight. The vast open space felt oddly claustrophobic in its isolation. Knowing the gang was nearby, didn’t settle the anxiety tossing in her stomach. It truly felt like Walker and her were sitting ducks. Not knowing what use of force Wade and his son would strike with, left a sour taste in her mouth. She didn’t like not knowing what to expect from a violent situation. She and Walker were prepared, but the vulnerability made her skin crawl.

She found a post that had clearly been ripped out of the ground, and whistled for Walker’s attention. His eyes snapped to her and he followed her hand to the messed up fence. He trotted over, and slid to the ground from his saddle. He handed his reins up to Stella, having her hold Pico for him. Stella's eyes scanned their surroundings while Walker moved the makeshift timber post out of his way.

The silence wound around her like a vice. It was almost too quiet, causing goosebumps to sprout along her arms. She gnawed on her bottom lip, straining her eyes to see as far as she could. “You feel that tingle down your back?”

Walker paused while untangling the barbed wire. He’d been doing as much as he could to ignore the feeling of being watched. At first he explained it away as the rest of the wranglers being nearby. The longer they walked along the fence, the less he could deny where it was coming from. He nodded discreetly. “Yup, we’ve got an audience somewhere.”

“Up and to the left?” The wicked feeling seemed to pull her body toward the upper part of the pasture.

“You would be right, vaquero,” he confirmed while keeping his hands busy.

Stella spotted Clint and his father burst through the trees she'd been watching. “Hey hey hey,” she hurriedly called out to Walker.

He spun around, seeing the men getting closer. He dropped the post he’d been holding and held his hand out. Stella tossed his reins to him as he scrambled to get into his saddle. The pair kicked their horses into a gallop. They made a large circle and rounded back the way they came.

The pounding hooves signaled that the father and son duo were gaining on them. Stella looked over her shoulder to see how close they were. Clint wound his lasso in the air, close to Walker.

“Go left,” she yelled at Walker. She hoped he would understand and dodge before the lasso found its mark.

“Ain't so tough now are ya, little girl?” Wade taunted from behind.

Stella pushed Abigail to move faster down the hill. They needed to make it to where the wranglers laid in wait. She and Walker pulled ahead of Wade and Clint, galloping neck and neck. “When the wranglers get behind us, I’ll distract them so the guys can catch up. You wrap around and help get them off me.”

“Hell no!” Walker refused to let her put herself in the line of fire. He glanced back, seeing the wranglers closing the gap. “You fall back, I’ll draw them off.” He pushed Pico out ahead of Abigail, leaving Stella no choice, but to pivot around. She knew exactly what to do.

[katiepotatie]

Who I WON'T write for:

I don't really know at this point.. I'll update this post if there is anyone I feel uncomfortable writing for but for now... go for it.

Who I WILL write for:

Daisy Jones and The Six

Eddie Loving/Roundtree

Warren Rojas/Rhodes

Billy Dunne

Graham Dunne

Camila Dunne/Alvarez

Daisy Jones

Karen Sirko

(I'm not good at writing wlw just yet but I'll still write headcanons for now :))

Musicals:

Heathers

Jason 'JD' Dean

Hamilton

Pretty much everyone

(idrk what else tbh so... requests!!)

Youtubers:

Sam Golbach

Colby Brock

DannyPhantomexe (British Gentleman From The 1800's)

Sturniolo Triplets (Nick is strictly mlm)

Celebrities:

Austin Butler

Any djats cast member (within reason)

Maya Hawke

Tom Hiddleston

Movies/TV:

Stranger Things

Robin Buckley

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Max Mayfield

Argyle

Gen V

Jordan Li

Emma Meyer

[below text edited in 3/11/23]

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley [rip lmao]

George Weasley

Maze Runner

Newt

Gally

Thomas

Minho

I think this is it for now but for the thousanth time..... requests!!!!

[onefinem0rning]

Ten Songs & Ten People

Rules: put your music on shuffle and list the first ten songs that come up, then tag ten other people (or more or less)

Thank you for the tag EJ! @hargrove-mayfields

Life’s been nuts the last few days so sorry it’s taken me a bit to reply but thanks for including me 🤗

Stay With Me - Sam Smith

Nothing Wrong - Jimmy Eat World

Let It Be - the Beatles

w.a.m.s. - Fall Out Boy

Try and Love Again - Eagles

Show Me - Bruno Mars

Wake Me Up When September Ends - Green Day

Stand By Me - Ben E. King

If It’s Love - Train

Lucky - Jason Mraz, Colbie Caillat

Tagging: I am too shy and too much of a lurker for that, please consider yourself tagged if you’d like to do this! 💕💕

[hawkstincan]