#cowboy marauders

[evyltalks]

the cowboy series continues, this time I present you james & regulus

[ll33c0ji1]

I come bearing WIPS 🤕

Cowboy AU I was cooking up a while back but life has been busy and I was really struggling with getting them to a point I was satisfied with (overworked Remus and reg)

Remus has silly little cowboy badges that he thinks are funny (they are cringe).

[buckskittle]

“Cowboy James!”

“cowboy Remus!”

“Cowgirl Lily!”

WHY THE FUCK DO I NEVER SEE ANY COWBOY/PERSON ALICE??? HUH??? I WANT MY MASC LESBIAN ALICE. WHERE ARE THEY HUH??

[z0mbieb0ybyersblog]

Wild Hearts - chapter one

(WH master list)

pairing: Wolfstar, + side ships that will be added later

warning: mature, strong language, maybe some suggestive things 👀, angst, fluff

word count: 1.1k

ao3 tags: Cowboy Remus Lupin, Cowboy AU, cowboy like me on full volume, I love cowboys, save a horse ride a cowboy type of shit, Disabled Remus Lupin, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, inappropriate use of lassos, Wrote This While Listening to Taylor Swift's Music

notes:

I made a playlist for the fic if you guys wanna check it out!

summary:

Sirius Black is a runaway, burdened by a troubled past, who escapes the confines of his old life and seeks refuge, looking for work on a remote ranch.

The ranch is owned by Remus Lupin, a rugged cowboy who keeps to himself, haunted by his own secrets. Who is looking to hire someone to work on the farm with him because Remus is unable to do the work alone after a farm accident that left one of his legs permanently disabled. Remus had other farmhands but needed someone to live on the ranch with him and take care of the rest of the work.

(originally published on ao3)

The Homestead

The scorching sun beat down on the vast landscape, casting its golden glow over the Silver Crest ranch that stood as a sanctuary amidst the rugged wilderness. Sirius' heart pounded with anticipation as the cab pulled up the property's driveway; it was nothing like where he grew up.

"You sure this is the right place?" The cab driver said as the car came to a stop. Sirius slung his only bag over his shoulder. "Yup." He said, getting out of the cab. He had paid the driver beforehand, so the cab drove off, leaving Sirius to admire where he would work and live for a while.

As Sirius ventured into the ranch, he couldn't help but take in the breathtaking beauty surrounding him. The sprawling fields, dotted with grazing cattle and sheep, hinted at a simpler existence, far removed from the complexities he had left behind.

Sirius approached the opening of the barn. It wasn't that big, but it was a decent size, and its paint was old and chipping away. There was a tan man inside the barn. He wore a dirty white tank top and circle glasses, and his hair was a mess and slick with sweat.

"Hello?" Sirius said to capture the man's attention. The man turned around, confused, but his confusion was quickly replaced with a bright grin. "Hey! What can I do for you?" He asked, walking over to Sirius, "Oh, uh, I'm supposed to start work here today." Sirius stated, and the man took a second before finally realizing, "Oh! You must be Sirius; I'm James. We spoke on the phone." James said, sticking his hand out, "It's nice to meet you in person, James." Sirius said, shaking his hand.

"Well, anyway, about the job, you don't start today; today's mostly getting you situated and showing you around," James explained, and Sirius nodded his head to say he understood. "If you follow me, I can give you a quick tour and show you where you will stay while you are here," James said as he exited the barn, and Sirius trailed after.

James showed Sirius around the property, and they stopped outside an old cabin house. "Here is the bunkhouse; this is where me and some other ranch hands stay," James explained as Sirius examined the building, "Though you won't be staying here." "Why not?" Sirius asked, a bit confused. "Well, your job has more domestic work, so you'll stay in the main house," James said. "The main house?" Sirius asked, and James pointed up the hill to an off-white two-story farmhouse with a metal roof and a porch wrapping around it.

"Who else stays in the main house?" Sirius asked, examining the house from the bottom of the hill. "None of us ranch hands stay up there; it's only Remus up there. I and Peter go up there for a bit, but we don't necessarily stay long." James explained, mentioning someone named Peter, and Sirius assumed it was another ranch hand.

James started going up the hill to the house, and Sirius trailed behind, "Remus said you'll be staying in the extra room. It's kinda small, but it's liveable." James said as they walked up the porch stairs. Sirius didn't care if the room was tiny as long as he had a place to stay.

James opened the screen door and knocked loudly on the entry door; it took a second before Sirius heard loud thudding noises from inside the house approaching the door. When the door swung open, Siriuis was surprised at the sight of the man before him. He expected an older gentleman, but instead, he was met with a young man, maybe around his age; he was taller than him and James. The man had stubble on his chin and scars trailing along his face. The man looked Sirius up and down, confused, before asking James, "Who is this?" "This is Sirius; he is the new farm hand who will be helping you around here," James explained as the man whom Sirius suspected was Remus went back inside the house James followed after, Sirius followed slowly as he went into the home. It was cozy; it looked well lived in; books lined the walls in the living room, many ashes lay in the brick fireplace, and framed pictures lined the mantel over the top.

The three reached a door that sat down the hall from the kitchen, "This is your room." Remus said, opening the door to reveal a small room that was now Sirius' living quarters. Remus walked away before Sirius or James could say anything. As Remus walked away from the pair, Sirius finally noticed that Remus walked with a small limp and was accompanied by a wooden cane.

"Sorry about him. He's not very keen on someone staying here to help him. The others and I had to try everything to convince him to have someone be up here." James sighed and chuckled. "So, what am I here to help him with?" Sirius asked, "Well, you will help him when he is down at the barn. He likes to push himself 'cause it is a lot of work for him and in general, so you'll help minimize that workload. You will also be doing normal stuff around here, like helping care for the animals, but that's mostly it unless Remus says otherwise." James explained. "Oh, one more thing: Remus is a little sour to people, especially newer people, but he means well, I promise," James said, and Sirius mentally noted everything James had told him.

"Alrighty, I'll be heading out back to the farm. You can get yourself situated in your room and prepare for tomorrow's work. Tomorrow, Marlene will help learn the ropes. She's another ranch hand. You'll like her. Anyway, see you around Sirius!" James said cheerfully as he left the farmhouse.

Sirius entered his room finally; it wasn't that bad. He would make do with it. As Sirius put away the clothes he had brought inside the old wooden bureau, he heard a voice behind him, "You don't snore, do you?" The voice said, and Sirius turned quickly to see it was Remus in the doorway. "Um, no?" Sirius replied, and Remus nodded. "Good, the walls are thin, and I don't want to hear it." And he walked off.

A little while later, Sirius shut the door to his room and sprawled out across his bed. Sirius had to get used to being here; it was such a change from his past home; well it wasn't ever home, not to him at least. But this, he hoped, would be his home, a place where he could be him without the constant ridicule of others. A place to be free.

[regulusdays]

wdym to write a fic i have to actually write it? like put words togerher? not just create playlists and random plot explanations on a doc? i have to write it write it??? who decided that??? it’s so unfair?!?!

[theprongspotter]

Alrighty guys I wanna write a cowboy marauders fic. Do I do like “oh cool they live in the country yeehaw cowboys!” or like “oh cool rival horse racers/showers” with like western and/or english riding??? Help

[ohyou-pretty-things]

artist : @star_ry_eyed

[moonandthestars003]

‘roses are fallin’, roses from fallin’ for you’

- roses are falling, orveille peck

[charlie-jl]

Cowboy Jam

Obsessed with him tbh

Lipgloss

[evyltalks]

Cowboy Remus pt. 2

(Being a cowboy suits him like a glove)

[shockingblue]

bless the telephone!

[valeriearmani1]

james ‘ass eater’ potter

&

regulus ‘reverse cowboy’ black

[ultravioletbrit]

“forever” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 622 words

This one’s for you @shoopsthereitis. just some absolutely, ridiculous silliness for your bday! happy birthday, sar! 🎉

James is relaxing on the bed while Regulus is looking for something in the back of their closet.

“Oh my god!” Regulus squeals, startling James.

“What happened?!” James quickly sits up, getting ready to catch a mouse or deal with a spider or whatever it is that made Regulus shriek.

“I haven’t seen this in forever!” Now Regulus’ voice is bubbling over with excitement and James is very confused.

“What happened?” James asks again.

Regulus stands up and turns to face James and James is speechless. Of all the things he thought Regulus might’ve found, this was nowhere even close to the list.

Regulus is standing in the middle of their bedroom, positively beaming, as he adjusts a tiny red cowboy hat on the top of his head. The strawberry red hat has a white rope trim around the brim that drops down and is meant to be tied under your chin to hold the hat in place.

Regulus looks adorable as he’s attempting to get the thin rope under his chin, but he’s not having any success. The hat is clearly a child’s dress up hat; the brim doesn’t even extent off the top of his head and the rope ends just above his jaw.

Regulus quickly gives up on the rope and lets it hang by his cheeks as he walks over to the bed to stand in front of James.

“What do you think?” Regulus asks in a sultry voice as he wiggles his eyebrows.

James pulls his lip between his teeth, trying so hard not to giggle, but Regulus just looks—

“You look adorable.” James can’t help but coo, reaching up to play with the end of the rope.

Regulus bats his hand away. “I’m not supposed to look adorable.” He pouts, effectively making himself look more adorable. James keeps that thought to himself.

“I’m sorry, love. How are you supposed to look?”

“I don’t know… sexy… or seductive… or… or… fuckable.” Regulus finishes with a smirk.

James can no longer hold in his giggles, earning him a smack in the middle of his chest. “James!” Regulus whines.

“I’m sorry. It’s just, you look… it looks… where did you get that?” James asks instead of finishing his sentence.

“I used to play dress up with it all the time when I was a little kid.” Regulus tells him.

“And you want me to think you look fuckable?” James raises both eyebrows.

“Yes! I want you to think it’s sexy and I want you to be turned on and I want you to fuck me while I’m wearing my cowboy hat.” Regulus crosses his arms over his chest petulantly. James closes his eyes and sighs; he’s trying so, so hard to keep his laughter under control in the midst of this ridiculous situation.

“Reg. I am not fucking you in that cowboy hat.”

“Why not?” He pouts.

“First of all, I think I would feel a little… creepy.” James scrunches up his nose. “Plus, I don’t think it would even stay on your head.” 

“Yes, it would.” Regulus moves his hands to his hips and the hat falls to the floor.

James raises an eyebrow and Regulus just huffs. “Fine.”

James smiles sweetly and takes Regulus’ hand bringing him closer and pulling him onto his lap.

“I just wanted you to fuck me while I’m wearing a cowboy hat.” Regulus is still pouting.

“I’m sorry, love. We can get you a cowboy hat that fits. And one that you didn’t wear as a child.” He wraps his arms around Regulus’ waist and gives him a kiss but Regulus just sighs. “If it makes you feel better, I’m sure there’s a universe out there somewhere where I’m fucking you in a cowboy hat right now.”

“There better be.”

-

fic inspiration: sar's yeehaw, baby series where reg is definitely getting fucked in a cowboy hat

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Wild Hearts Master List

pairing: Wolfstar, + side ships that will be added later

warning: mature, strong language, maybe some suggestive things 👀 , angst, fluff

ao3 tags: Cowboy Remus Lupin, Cowboy AU, cowboy like me on full volume, I love cowboys, save a horse ride a cowboy type of shit, Disabled Remus Lupin, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, inappropriate use of lassos, Wrote This While Listening to Taylor Swift's Music

summary:

Sirius Black is a runaway, burdened by a troubled past, who escapes the confines of his old life and seeks refuge, looking for work on a remote ranch.

The ranch is owned by Remus Lupin, a rugged cowboy who keeps to himself, haunted by his own secrets. Who is looking to hire someone to work on the farm with him because Remus is unable to do the work alone after a farm accident that left one of his legs permanently disabled. Remus had other farmhands but needed someone to live on the ranch with him and take care of the rest of the work.

originally published on ao3

Chapter One - The Homestead

[divkazkdovikde]

i feel like i’m freaking out quite a lot these days, with this cowboys agenda, we have going on. actually? do not talk to me-

art by amazing brilliant incredible soph on instagram

[muddycrows]

Sneak peak of the coloured version of cowboy jegulus!