#cowboy!quinn

[trevuorzegras]

cowboy!quinn hughes head cannons .ᐟ

wagon wheel — darius rucker 🦌

def not apart of mine & @wnderify’s obsession with luke, and quinn being cowboys.. 🐾

cowboy!quinn has your initial branded into his best looking hat. anytime someone asks what it stands for, he’s more than happy to talk about you.

cowboy!quinn that takes you out on his four wheeler, racing against time to get you to his favorite spot to watch the sunset.

cowboy!quinn knows all the good places to line dance, quickly picking up on the fact you loved it.

cowboy!quinn gets matching camo jackets for the two of you the first winter you spend together.

cowboy!quinn picks flowers for you any chance he can get. if he’s just swinging by the field to check on the horses? he’s getting flowers. he’s on his way home from work, and see’s pretty flowers? you best bet your ass they’re already headed back home with him.

cowboy!quinn who gets you a golden retriever after hearing you talk about how much you adored them.

cowboy!quinn who let’s you wear his flannels. his mom had picked up on this pretty early on, grinning ear to ear the first time she saw you wearing one. quinn was never the type of person to let others wear his clothes, and that’s when his mom knew he truly loved you.

cowboy!quinn who always says ‘yes ma’am’ no matter the circumstances. his momma taught him manners, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to let them go to waste.

cowboy!quinn has a custom belt buckle with the day the two of you got together on it. it’s become the belt buckle he wears the most, replacing the one you got him for your first anniversary.

cowboy!quinn heavily believes in that ‘if you cook, you don’t clean.’ after you insist that you can do the dishes, and kitchen cleaning, he absolutely refuses. he explains his momma always taught him if you cooked, you didn’t clean. from then on, you no longer insisted on cleaning after cooking.

cowboy!quinn checking in with you before he shaves his beard. every. single. time.

[trevuorzegras]

will hales & i ever let go of our cowboy!luke & cowboy!quinn delusions? absolutely not.

cowboy!luke who knows all of the best spots for sunrises and sunsets.

cowboy!luke who isn’t afraid to defend your honor, no matter the circumstances.

cowboy!luke who helps you saddle your horse, knowing damn well that you can do it yourself.

cowboy!luke who knows how to rope and lassos you whenever y’all are on the ranch.

can y’all tell i love cowboy!luke?

[fairylights-throughthemist]

So High School

Best Friend!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Warnings: first time writing, fluff, making out, reader sits on Eddie’s lap.

A/N: Eeek!!! My first time writing! I know it’s nowhere near perfect and I wanted it to be longer but this will have to do for now.

Inspired by “So High School” by Taylor Swift.

You and Eddie had been friends since your freshman year. Since then it has become a tradition to have a movie night on friday after school and today was no exception. Sprinting out of school when the final bell rings, jumping into Eddie’s van and blasting his newest favorite song.

Despite being best friends with the school drug dealer you’d never tried drugs of any kind. Eddie wanted to keep it that way but he also really wanted to get high together with you.

Now here you are, laying with your head in Eddie’s lap, watching him smoke. Seeing the way his soft, plump lips wrap around the blunt makes your question slip out easily.

“Can I try?”

He looks down at you with a questioning look.

“Really?”

Eagerly nodding your head he passes you the blunt and you look up at him with pleading eyes.

“You’ve watched me smoke for years and you still don’t know what to do huh?”

“Just tell me what to do Eddie!”

About half an hour later and switching positions every few minutes you finally found a comfortable one. You’ve got your feet in Eddie’s lap while he stares at you.

“Eddie.”

No response.

“Eddieeeeee.”

Still no response.

“Edssssssss” you whined while kicking your feet in his lap.

“Whaaaattttt?”

“Do you wanna play kiss, marry, kill?”

“I don’t think I have a choice, princess.”

“You go first!”

“Hmmm… Steve, Jason aaaannddd… Billy”

“Kill Jason, obviously. Kiss Billy and I guess I’ll marry Steve!”

“Interesting… Your turn, sweetheart.”

“Chrissy, Tammy anddd Mrs. Wheeler!”

“Jesus Christ how much weed did I give you.” He said under his breath, which you giggled at.

“Answer the question, Munson.”

“Fuck uhm, I guess I’ll kill Tammy, I would not survive hearing her sing for more than I’m forced to. Chrissy… Hmm marry Chrissy and kiss Mrs. Wheeler.”

“Marry Chrissy?”

“You jealous, sweetheart?” He said with his signature Munson smirk.

“What! No! What do you mean?”

A few rounds later you really felt the weed affect your thoughts. You couldn’t stop thinking about Eddie. I mean how could you when he’s just sitting there looking perfect. His soft lips, his unruly hair, his pretty brown eyes and the way he smells. My God the way he smells. Like cigarettes, his old spice deodorant and some of Wayne’s cologne. Most of all he smells like Eddie, no other way of describing it.

The weed makes your thoughts swirl together, making the following easier to say.

“Tina, Sarah and… me.”

“You?”

You look at him with pleading eyes. He glances at your lips and asks “Are you serious?” instead of answering his question you press your lips against his.

His lips feel even softer than they look. When you finally broke the kiss you felt too shy to even look at him. You didn’t have time to let your thoughts flow freely as you felt him grab your chin and ask “Is this okay?”. The second you nodded his lips were on yours again. This time you felt him gently asking for permission to let his tongue into your mouth. His action made you gasp and the two of you naturally started making out. At some point Eddie helped you switch positions so you were straddling his lap.

Even while making out with your crush and grinding on him you couldn’t stop your bad thoughts from taking over. “What if i’m a bad kisser?”, “Does he even like me like that?”, “When did he learn how to kiss like this?”, “Oh God, was his first kiss with Chrissy?”.

Your thought process was quickly interrupted by a groan coming from the man whose lap you were on. You thought that might’ve been the hottest sound ever.

He grabbed your hips and pushed you down on his now very noticeable, boner. His action made you whimper.

“Fuuucckkk.”

Later

Laying on the couch, on top of Eddie, you think back on the events of today and remember something to tease him about.

“You never answered my question.”

“What?”

“Are you gonna marry, kiss or kill me?”

He answers by kissing your lips once again, when you separate he chuckles and says “Mrs. Munson”, which you blush at and hide your face in his neck.

A/N: Thank you, thank you, thank you for reading 🥹

[drayincolors]

Quinn sketches ♡

[dailydccomics]

Gotham City Sirens and Punchline by Terry and Rachel Dodson

[chillinparker]

Brokeback Mountain (2005)

[krokaxe]

Yeehawgust 24: Undead Cowboy

[twintraps]

so. 2v8 am i right fellas

[mmartinez-art]

Gotham City Sirens are BACK <33 , digital painting by me- inspired by all things Cowboy Carter and previews of the upcoming Gotham City Sirens title happening this August!

[daddy-deathslinger]

Thank y'all so much for 500 followers!

[yourtruefantasyart]

Deathslinger and his companions 🔴

Always wanted to draw him with Mabosstiff and Mudsdale!

[meeks-just-wants-to-scroll]

These are ancient so enjoy some Moone art.

[lloyd-the-green-gremlin]

Western cowboy Ivy and Harls bc a mutual was complaining about the lack of them in the new comic.

Eat up boys

[fairylights-throughthemist]

I should be sleeping but

I can’t stop thinking about being somewhere with Eddie when he turns to you, presses his boner against you whimpering saying something like “y/n I’m so hard for you”

God I would fold

[leaves-and-inks]

Quinn Cyprus has a warm attitude and a reassuring charm, but hidden behind his easy smile is a past he’s never stopped running from….

Character sheet for my bg3 tav, Quinn (and one of his animal companions)!! I really wanted to practice rendering things like fabric and skin, esp. in different lighting situations, and also refine my style (I went too long not drawing lips lol). I had fun working on this and learned a lot! It was good to try and figure out his design too, especially in color. It’s different than how I dyed his cape/armor in-game but I don't have mod support yet and there's only so much you can do with the regular dyes 😅 He did also end up with Volo’s blue eye, for Reasons. (maybe I’ll make a comic on it, but tbh I’m still figuring out that part of his backstory lol).

[ID: Several Illustrations of a man, as well as a Cara Cara, on a textured tan background with a cream border. In the bottom left is the text: “Quinn Cyprus” handwritten in multicolored bubble letters. The man has tan skin with freckles and a partial beard, and two different colored eyes. His left is his natural brown eye and his right is a blue eye. He has several facial scars; a wide one across the bridge of his nose, a small one at the bottom of his lip, and two slash-like scars in his left eyebrow. He has a dagger tattoo wrapped in a vine on his neck, directly in the center. He also has a short mullet, with dark brown hair and white sideburns. In the main illustration, a bust, Quinn is on the bottom left of the page wearing a green and white shirt. He has a calm smile. To the left is a close-up on the downturned dagger tattoo. The vine that wraps around it ends in a wilted flower blooming at the tip, and it also has roots up at the end of the handle. Above is another close up of a tattoo drawn to be flat on the page; branches of a cypress tree. The second Quinn drawing is above that. He lays down in a field, resting against a western saddle and saddlebags. He's wearing the same green and white shirt, as well as green pants, and brown cowboy boots with a white toe tip. He looks up wistfully at the sky, with one hand over his stomach and one leg bent up. On the right of the page is Quinn standing in front of an explosion, reaching for a handheld crossbow at his hip. He’s wearing a woolen poncho/shawl, which dramatically flies over the opposite shoulder, chaps with some fringe, and leather armor over his torso. He also wears a wide brimmed hat that casts a shadow over his surprised face. His right hand reaches behind his back, holding a dagger, which only the blade and half of the hilt can be seen. Below him is the drawing of the cara cara, its wings partially unfurled, and its head turning right. It looks at the first drawing of Quinn, a green dotted line cutting across the canvas from its eye to his eyebrow scars. Four pointed stars are scattered across the page./end ID]

[juleyabra]

Caleb, Deathslinger.