#if you ain’t holding your cowboys had like this while kissing them you ain’t doing nothing right in your life

[littlesunshine1223]

TYLER HEADCANONS PLEASE I NEED THIS!!!! 😂😂😂

!Twister Spoilers!

Tyler Owens Headcanons

SFW

- he’s a huge cuddle bug and loves to give you bear hugs whenever you least expect it

- if he falls asleep on you after a long day of storm chasing then it’s safe to say you ain’t getting up for a while

- he loves whenever you wear his shirts and can’t stop looking at you like an excited puppy every single time he sees you

- he loves PDA and his YouTube fans call you two the tornado wrangling power couple

- if he sees you’re cold while laying in bed he will lay you on your back then lay on you and being a heated weighted blanket for you

- he holds your hand whenever you two cuddle before falling asleep

- he always protects you during storm chasing and if things go wrong he’d do anything to keep you and his team safe

- he’ll cook breakfast for you in the mornings if you’re still asleep after he gets out of bed

- after a long day of storm chasing all he wants to do is tug you back to bed and snuggle with you (he always sticks his face in the crook of your neck)

- he loves to call you nicknames like: dear, darlin’, honey, sugar, doll, babe, and baby

NSFW

- the cowboy hat rule applies ;) [for those who don’t know the rule is if the cowboy gives you their hat then you have to ride them]

- if no one else is in the truck and you’re teasing him then he’ll 100% put you in the backseat and rearrange your guts

- he loves to whisper the dirtiest things into your ear while he ruins you

- after long days he loves to end the night with his face between your thighs until he’s completely drunk on you

- he’s a messy eater and you’ll have to tug his hair and pull him away only to reveal his flushed face as he whimpers and tries to stay between your legs

- he’s very experimental in bed and if you want to take charge then he’ll let you but he might tease you at first

- he can either be really sweet and gentle or he’s breaking you along with the headboard

- if it’s the gentle night for both of you then he can go for at least 3 rounds and he makes sure you feel everything as he praises you and peppers your face with kisses

- if it’s the bed breaking kind of night for you both then expect to not walk the next day and be struggling the day after that because he’ll stuff you full and keep you full

- aftercare with him is really relaxing after he cleans both of you up and if you’re stiff from a position he had you in then he’ll give you a massage while kissing your body and praising you for how good you did

[m2ok]

Golden Salvation Pt.3

Pt.1 Pt.2

Cowboy!ghost x m!reader

A/N: The final part is here !! This series has been so fun to do that part of me wants to do another cowboy AU but with Price. I might do some smaller fics first, we’ll see. Anyways! Enjoy my loves! Mwah mwah 

Simon slept late into the next morning, lost to the world in a rare moment of utter relaxation. Skin scrubbed clean of its usual dirt and stubble, he looked almost boyish - troubled brow smoothed, dense frame gone lax in your arms. An image of vulnerable peace you’d wager few had witnessed in all his storied years. 

Stirring faintly as you subtly moved, Simon nestled closer with a contented sigh, arm reflexively tightening its protective hold around your frame as if even in his sleep he sought to shield you from further harm. 

Exhaustion had etched itself deep in him, but in the dull light seeping past lowered lashes you could see shadows beginning to fade from his features. A sight to lift even the most wounded soul’s spirit, seeing one who guarded others so staunchly finally finding solace in another’s care. 

You would smile softly as you ran your thumb across his brow, smoothing away the rest of his worries as you cupped his cheek. You were careful not to wake him with the gentle touches, content to just watch him slumber for as long as he chooses.

You felt lucky to see him like this, and a large part of you thought taking a bullet was worth it. To be able to see him so relaxed and content was something you never thought you would be able to witness. It was like the eighth wonder of the world seeing him so…at ease. 

You were hopelessly in love with this man, feelings that ran so deep it almost ached to feel them entirely. Your heart was filled to the brim with absolute adoration for Simon, and it was the one thing in your life you knew would never change, you would always be his. 

Simon began to stir slowly as if sensing your tender gaze, even submerged in dreams. Blearily his eyes flickered open to meet your smiling face, and for a moment he simply blinked in bemused confusion - as if certain this couldn't be real. 

But no, you were there. Warm and soft and smiling down at him like he was some kind of miracle himself. It still struck him dumb sometimes, the purity of your emotion shining through despite all he’s put you through. That you could look upon a wreck of a man like him and feel anything close to what swelled in his own heart. 

Wordlessly, Simon reached up to lightly brush calloused knuckles against your cheek, drinking in every beloved feature like a dying man granted water. He didn’t deserve your forgiveness. Didn’t deserve the love shining in your eyes, warming him through like sunlight, but he'd be damned if he wasn’t going to spend every last day making sure you never regretted giving him a place beside you. 

“Mornin’, Sunshine,” he rumbled, voice sleep-rough but smoldering with intent. Leaning up to capture your lips in a gentle kiss, Simon silently swore to spend his every waking moment showing you just how much you meant to him. 

You would smile softly into the kiss, languid and slow in order to make up for lost time. It was only when you both needed to breath that you pulled away, a smile on your lips and eyes crinkled in happiness as his taste lingered on your tongue. You ran a hand through his bed tousled hair with a soft hum.

“Good morning, Si. Slept well, hm?”

Simon stretched out with a groan, nuzzling into your gentle touch like an oversized housecat. Your presence alone was enough to chase the last clinging shards of dreams from his mind, grounding him fully in this blessed moment. 

“Mm, best sleep I’ve had in ages, darlin’,” he rumbled, pressing a lingering kiss to your palm. 

Meeting your gaze steadily, Simon spoke softly, “from here on out, you’ll have me guardian’ your rest same as your safety. Ain’t no one gonna lay so much as a finger on you again, not while I still draw breath.” A gentle brush of calloused thumbs swept away imaginary tears, etching promise into your skin.

“Im settlin’ down for good, if you’ll have me,” always cautious of hoping, but trusting you to see straight to what lived beneath scar and grit. 

Your heart stuttered at his words, nearly stopping as you took a minute to take in his statement. 

“If I’ll have you,” you laughed softly, “as if I’ve ever wanted anything more.” Your words were firm, no space for him to think twice about the truth behind what you were saying. 

Simon’s brows hiked in delight and disbelieving relief at your response. A brilliant, boyish grin broke across weathered features - for once unburdened by ghosts of his bloody past. 

“Then I’m yours, darlin’. Mind, body and soul.” He pledged fervent promises between peppered kisses. “Gonna make you so happy you’ll forget I was ever nothin’ but a no-good outlaw.”

Rolling fluidly, Simon maneuvered your form beneath his bigger one, caging you safely in rough hands and walls of corded muscles. Gazing down at your beauty with something akin to wonder in whiskey eyes, he pressed his brow to yours. 

“My light. My home,” he rumbled, pure affection sending shivers down your spine. Happiness felt strange on features so used to scowls - but by God, Simon was going to savor every sweet moment for all he was worth. 

You giggled softly at his words and the ticklish feeling of his hasty kisses on your skin, a warm smile near permanent on your lips as you soaked up all the love you had missed out on these past years. 

With a brain too fuzzy with pure affection, you spoke words you’d been wanting to for years, “I reckon we head North.” You said, heart once again speeding up as you realized the gravity of your words, you continued, though with waning confidence, “We could find a small plot of land - build ourselves a nice little home and a small barn and coop.” You were rambling as you reached under his arm to grab an envelope tucked into the bedside drawer, “these past couple of months without you here..I’ve been takin’ extra shifts at the saloon. Reckon I’ve got enough here for all that if we’re careful,” you said, hands shaking with fear of rejection as you held out the envelope as if worried he wouldn’t believe you. 

Simon’s eyes widened into saucers at your proposition, heartbeat stuttering to a gallop in his heaving chest. For a long moment he could only stare in disbelief - scarcely daring to hope this was real. But then your shy explanation sunk in, washing over him with such a profound surge of pride and love he thought surely his seams would burst. All this time spent in your light, you’d been preparing your future without him even having a clue of knowing. Trusting that in hope when he’d scarcely trusted in himself. 

Without warning Simon was clutching you tight against his pounding heart, raining desperate kisses across your sweet face near frantic with tender emotion. “Darlin’ you- this is more’n I ever dreamed could be mine,” he choked, rough thumbs wiping away tears he didn’t remember shedding. 

Pulling back just enough to claim your lips in a long, slow glide of unbridled joy, Simon poured every ounce of reverence, gratitude, and love into the kiss for your blessing him so. “North it is, my light - and I’ll spend the rest of my days makin’ you proud of me.”

You would gasp at his sudden movement, holding on tight to him as he peppered kisses across your smiling face before eventually catching your lips with his. 

With a soft, relaxed sigh you melted into the kiss, body melting in his hold as you looked up at him with shining eyes. You would cup his face, his cheeks squishing under your hold to create an almost laughable look as you moved your thumbs gently across scarred cheeks with loving ministrations. 

“Was hoping you’d say that,” you whispered, giddy with the thought of starting a new life with this man. 

Simon grinned unrepentantly down at you, “and what would I say but yes to the sweetest darlin’ this side of creation?” he rumbled, nuzzling fondly into your palm like some great, affectionate bear. 

“North we’ll go then, just as soon as you’re on your feet,” Simon declared, pressing a lingering kiss to your brow. His hands swept reverently down your sides, lingering protectively over the slowly healing wound before tipping your chin up to meet his steady gaze. 

“I’ll start preppin’ for the trip straightaway, and you just focus on getting your strength back, y’hear?” Low and intent, brooking no argument - but shining with a tenderness to disguise any threat in his words. 

You would nod at his firm words, tucking yourself under his chin, “Can’t wait to see the mountains… and the pretty trees.” You said with a happy sigh, “oh! And snow! We’ll have to get cold weather gear - add that to your list.” You said as you grinned up at the man.

Simon listened with rapt attention, holding you close as vision of your bright future danced before his eyes. 

“Snow, eh? Can’t say I’ve seen much of that white stuff before…” He mused thoughtfully, already calculating additions to be made to your little home to withstand Northern winters. Wool blankets aplenty, a sturdy chimney, thick oak doors - he’d ensure not a single draft could creep past your cozy walls. 

“We’ll have the warmest cabin this side of the mountain, darlin’ - not a soul we’ll envy, I promise ya that.” Calloused fingers carded gently through your hair. 

“Cabin or not, there ain’t a soul I envy as long as I have you, Simon.” You said almost immediately, words tumbling out so fast you didn’t remember even thinking them first. 

Simon huffed a soft, affectionate laugh at your sweet words, cupping your cheek to brush a grateful kiss to your lips. 

“And I you, darlin’. More’n any future this wanderin’ soul coulda dreamed.” 

He would follow you to the end of the earth. 

“Now, you just focus on healin’, Sunshine. I’ll go rustle us up some supplies proper,” with a soft parting kiss Simon crawled out of the warmth of the bed. With a soft promise to be back quick he left the cabin, boots crunching surefooted trails into the dusty streets. Townsfolk surely sensed the change in their resident outlaw. 

True to his word, within quick hours supplies were stacked neat as you please - all necessities for your healing, the journey north, and simple homestead pleasures. Duty was done. Gently slipping back into covers rosy with sleep-warmth, he curled protectively around your rested form, home again at last where he belonged. 

The next few days were spent with careful planning, mapping out safe routes and stops for supply refills should you need them. 

The morning you were set to leave you were giddier than a child in a candy shop. While the wound still had tender healing to go through, the worst part had healed. There were a few aches here and there should you move too quickly, but nothing like the searing pain it once was. 

“I’m ready, Simon!” You said, nearly skipping over to where he was packing the carriage. 

Simon grinned wide as a cheshire at your bouncing excitement, spirits lifting further at your every sweet sound. You shone brighter than the rising sun, lighting his heavy heart like dawn breaking on winter’s gloom. 

Gently steadying the horses with practiced care, he turned brown eyes alight with warmth and promise upon your rosy face. “Then let's be off to our future, Sunshine - I got a feelin’ It’s gonna be brighter’n any we left behind” 

Kicking the team into a steady amble after climbing on, Simon settled back with a content sigh, surveying the dusty trail unfurling ahead like a red carpet rolled out just for their feet. Nothing but open sky and promise as far as the eyes could see - and each mile would bring them closer to simple joys he’d never dared dream. 

Calloused fingers found yours, tangling together in bonds stronger than any chain. With your light to lead him true, Simon swore not a demon from either hell nor earth would tear him from you. 

The journey was tiring - days spent riding along dirt roads and nights spent tucked away in the back of a little cart, straw bedding doing little to cushion against the splintered wooden planks. 

Yet you wouldn’t trade it for the world  - not with Simon by your side to keep you warm and safe, to regale you with tales of his past life and adventures. 

As you made your way through the northern mountains your body seemed to relax even more than it had been, gazing out upon the sacred land as you inched ever closer to your destination. 

Each mile marker fell away like shackles, yet still Simon was loathe to see the journey end - if only to keep your radiance shining beside him a moment more. 

Nights found him awake long after your restful breaths smoothed to dreams, watching over your slumber as stars wheeled endlessly beyond paper-thin walls. You were here, smiling still as dawn kissed snow capped pines in greeting, two weary souls near to their destination and all the hopes therein. 

By mid-morn a cheer went up as a familiar clearing broke through evergreens. Turning brown eyes bright as brandy, Simon rumbled softly, “ Welcome home, darlin’.” He said, voice near a whisper as he took in the magnificent sight in front of him. 

You would gasp as you finally reached the little plot of land, eyes wide as you took in the scene of gorgeous mountains behind and trees abound ahead. 

The plot had been cleared just enough for all you talked about, including a little garden. A perfect dreamy homestead just waiting for your caring hands to create. 

Simon let loose a rare, boyish whoop of delight at your awestruck expression, every hardship and dark deed weighing his heavy soul suddenly justified a thousand times over. 

“I know it’s a sight a bit rougher than your sunny smile, but just you wait’ll I get my hands to work!” Brown eyes gleamed with fierce passion and promise, already thinking about feats of forestry and framing his calloused fingers itched to create.

With care belying his bulky frame, Simon quickly began unpacking essentials for a cozy camp - sparse but sufficient until more permanent lodgings could be raised from rich wood. 

“For now let's get you fed and rest all proper,” he rumbled, pressing a doting kiss to your cheek. 

After a humble meal of game Simon caught and red wine from a nearby town, you both fell asleep that night happy and looking forward to the next day when you could find helping hands to start making your perfect home. 

It was about a month and a half later when you were done, with the help of many new kind folk, there standing proud and bright was a quaint cottage big enough for the two of you with a bit of extra room for hobbies. It was painted a soft shade of blue, a red wood door adorning the front and a cute little wrap around porch protecting your new shared home. 

You stood outside, hands now rough and calloused from hard work resting on your hips as you stared at the building. 

Simon slotted the final beam true, wonderment stealing his breath away as months of toil melted beneath the aching brilliance of your smile, every callus and strain of muscle well repaid. 

Striding to your side, broad hands gently encircled your waist until foreheads met in shared bliss, eyes aglow with all the tender hopes this home’s thick walls now sheltered. 

“Darlin’, I do believe we’ve gone an’ built us our own corner of heaven here,” he rumbled softly, thrilling to feel your heart swell against his in answer. No finer reward than seeing the light in your face nourished by comforts his hands had wrought. 

Too choked with tears to respond, you took his hand and stepped inside the new home. The fresh scent of cedar and pine filling your nose as you explored each and every room with child-like wonder. Simon watched with a gentle smile as you explored your new domain, following dutifully behind as he too studied each detail with a sharp painter’s eyes, mentally furnishing each bare space with memories and comforts yet to be. 

Turning you gently in well worn hands when the tour came to an end, Simon gazed upon your sweet face with all the devotion of endless skies. 

You all but smirked up at him, planting a soft kiss on his lips before encircling your arms around his neck to press warm bodies together. 

“Reckon we need to uh… christen that new bedroom of ours, hm?” You teased, a hint of something mischievous in your voice as you batted long eyelashes up at him. 

Simon let out a low chuckle, eyes already turning dark as rich barley fields at your siren’s song. Fingers trailing feather-soft along the flawless planes of cheek and jaw long dreamed of, he peered deep into eyes overflowing with all he once believed himself unworthy of. 

Scooping you up with practiced care, never breaking contact save to brush a reverent kiss to willing lips, Simon turned towards the bedroom with a purposeful stride. 

“An’ why darlin’, I reckon that’s the finest idea I’ve heard in many a year,” gently shouldering through freshly hung door to deposit treasure of beyond calculating worth amidst downy rumples waiting to cradle your joinings, Simon gazed upon the angel fate had seen fit to place within his blessed and devoted keeping. 

The night was spent with soft moans filling the room, Simon near worshiping your body as he pulled every whine and whimper he could out of your sweet lips. He was intent on showing you just how deeply he loved you, no doubt leaving you nearly unable to walk the next morning because of it. 

As you lay in the bed, the only furniture in the house, you gazed out the window with a weary yet blissful gaze - body content with the pleasure it had been blessed with before you fell asleep with a happy hum, spent bodies pressed against one another as you drifted off into a peaceful slumber. The next days and weeks would bring their own hardships, but here in this moment you were safe and full with love. With Simon holding you close and protective in his arms you were happier beyond belief, and you felt more than lucky that you would get to feel this same way for the rest of your new shared lives. You had saved Simon from damnation, your golden light pulling him from the dark. You were his salvation, his everything. 

end~

[treedaddymcpuffpuff]

"Save a horse, ride a cowboy" - Tex "Oatmeal" Johnson asking for his.. "breakfast" and some exercise to wake them both up 😌

Spooky, here’s your breakfast. Tex Johnson x Fem Reader. Gif by @cristinaricci. TW: somnophilia, dub-con, Tex, spanking, anal play, really nsfw

You should really know better by now; sleeping in Tex’s big flannel and that little thong (or, as he likes to muse, a scrap of cotton on elastic) he loves… just to get him riled up? Tsk.

That’s how you end up with him kissing and nibbling your cheeks while he knuckles over your pussy.

You’re all weak and jello, unable to protest properly when he slaps the band of stinging elastic against you, pulls it aside and flicks your little asshole with his tongue.

“Nah, nuh-uh,” you growl, hands going back to stop him, but not before he catches your wrists and holds them flat against your back with one unfairly big grip—your own personal pair of handcuffs.

“You don’t like that?” He asks, grinning a kiss into your plump left cheek, only letting his teeth graze just a little bit. 

You giggle, and it’s stupid that you honestly think you can get out of this by saying, “go away.”

“Oh yeah?” He muses, nuzzling his beard into your pussy lips, sucking and slobbering. The underwear does little to deter his sneaking, slippery, silver tongue.

You try a different bargain. “Tex, I can’t -“ 

He gives your butt a wicked little slap. “You’re gonna.” 

You groan and bury your face into the pillow while he eats the cum out of you. 

“Fuckin sleeping in these cute little panties to get me hard first thing in the damn morning. You just wanted to tease me, huh, little girl?” 

The generous bastard gifts you two thick fingers curled perfectly.

“Answer me or I’m gonna edge ya til you cry.”

“No no no please. Okay okay yeah. Nah ah ahn oh fu-uh-uck.”

You clench on three fingers without warning, soaking right through those aforementioned cute panties. Fuck, you really liked those.

“Already?” He asks, shaking his head. “Talk about jumpin the gun.”

“Shut uppp Texx—“

“Tell me what I wanna hear.”

“Mmm.”

“Oh, you better fuckin do it.”

“M’ your pretty girl.”

“What honey?” He purposefully ups the force of his fingers to get you louder: “m-mmmmah yuh-ur pretty girlll.”

This is what you get for insulting yourself in front of him that one goddamn time. He had grabbed your cheeks, smushing them between his fingers. “What was that?”

“What?” You challenged, defiance ruined by the comical distortion of your voice.

“Naw, you know exactly watcha said, and if you ever talk like that about my pretty little honey again, you ain’t gonna like me very much.”

You rolled your eyes and batted him away, but he threaded his fingers through your belt loops before you could run. “You hearing me? Only person that gets to be mean to you is me and my cock. Are we clear, pumpkin?” He tugged you chest to chest, usual playful smile turned down into something stern and menacing.

“Crystal.”

And, ever since that moment, he has been making you say it—that you’re his pretty girl. Even in public, around people you know, if he asks, you supply with a bright blush and eyes downcast and pussy clenching.

As he’s stated before, he really likes making you gush around his fingers and then licking it up with his tongue—overstimulate your “poor little kitty kat”. Loves it when you’re swollen and spent, cum dribbling from both holes when he and John decide to make a sandwich out of you. Sure, he can threaten all he wants with edging games, but you know that, if you play cards with this wicked devil just right, he’s going to make you cum many times over, until it fucking hurts—leaves you screaming and crying and kicking your feet, actually missing Wick’s week long edging sessions…as awful as they are.

You’re already sore when he makes you sit on his cock.

“I’m tired,” you whine, draped over his torso so his fat tip isn’t bruising your cervix quite so much.

“Baby,” he murmurs, kissing your hair. “You’re always tired. Nappin like an house cat every time I see you.”

“I’m sleepy,” you protest, huffing into his chest. And it’s probably because we fuck like rabbits every six or seven minutes, you think to yourself.

“Aw, poor sleepin beauty.” He gives your ass a sharp smack. “You better start workin on this cock before I do it for you.”

[halestrom]

#38, A kiss while one party is carried and based around the idea that, people who work on farms, are a lot fucking stronger than they look.

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“You chase tornadoes,” Kate repeated for the third time, huffing as she struggled under Tyler’s weight, doing her best to take all of it so he wouldn’t put any on his, most likely, broken ankle. “And a casual hike is what does you in.”

Tyler took another top, bracing himself against her shoulder as they continued to struggle along the path, her supporting him as he took small hops. “I don’t think losing cell service during a hike makes the hike casual.”

She huffed again as they rounded the bend and they could finally see the car in the distance. With the cow grate between them and the car. The cow grate that was the reason their drive out to some local spot Kate knew about had turned into a casual hike. At some point in the last five years, half the grate had gotten damaged and Tyler’s truck, while sturdy, hadn’t been able to drive over it, leaving them to walk the mile to the spot. It had been worth it. A small watering hole, with a sandy beach and enough trees that swimming naked would’ve been an option if Tyler hadn’t stepped into a hole in the ground and went down, something cracking loud enough a bird took flight. He wasn’t ashamed of the scream either. That sent the rest of the bird following.

“No way in hell,” Tyler said, face a mask of pain as he looked at the grate. “I’ll crawl.”

“Good lord, please do me a favor and use what God gave you between your ears to listen,” Kate snapped for the third time. “You ain’t crawling.”

With a huff, she started walking again, and Tyler had no choice but to let her drag him until they were standing at the edge.

“What now?” he asked, trying not to be in a snit, but his ankle was swollen, and he could feel the sides of his boot pressing against it and he knew it was going to be painful getting the boots off because he would be damned if he let someone cut them off.

“Now, you get a piggyback ride,” she said, shifting and standing in front of him. “Hop on up.”

He stared at her, and then at the grate. “We’re both gonna break our ankles.”

She glared at him over her shoulder. “Giddy on up, cowboy.”

That sent another kinda image into his brain that was negated as his ankle throbbed. He knew they had to get to a hospital and had to get it looked at. “This is a bad idea,” he said, even as he shifted forward.

“I helped my Mama with the cows, you’re nothin’ compared to one of the calves throwin’ a fit,” Kate said, crouching slightly and shooting him a glare he knew better than to fight. “Let’s go.”

All Tyler could do was trust her as he hopped forward and let her pick him up. He couldn’t remember the last time someone gave him a piggy back ride. Probably back when he was a kid and his brothers used to carry him around when he got too tired from trying to keep up with them. To his surprise, Kate stood with his weight with ease and walked slowly, but carefully across the grate.

He half expected her to put him down, but she kept walking, huffing, her cheeks bright red and he could see the trembling in her arms. All he could do was hold steady and press a kiss against her cheek, knowing words wouldn’t fully express his gratitude but he was already beginning to come up with a list of things he needed to do to tell her how much he appreciated her.

Kate didn’t stop until they were next to the passenger side of the truck and only then did she let him down carefully. She turned, and he snagged her arm before she could step away, leaning down to kiss the corner of her mouth, wondering how in a hell this woman could be real when it felt like she was ripped from his dreams.

“Anyone ever tell you you’re a hell of a woman?” he asked, even as he pulled open the door so he could pull himself up carefully, slumping back into the seat.

Kate grinned up at him, cheeks bright and smile happy, flushed and sweaty but not looking annoyed at the slightest that their day off was ruined. The only upside was that it was the off season. “Nah, but I could stand to hear it again.”

“You’re a hell of a woman,” Tyler said, seriously, seeing her bright smile soften into something delicate, something that made him want to reach out and brush fingers over the curve of her cheek, but the moment was gone but Tyler knew they’d find another moment later. They were good at that. Missed moments they made up for later.

“And don’t you forget!”

“No, ma’am. I won’t forget this at all.”

[thestraycat]

Damsel in Distress

So uh, this is a short? But I got carried away. I haven't written in a long time so be patient. Maybe send more prompts so I can practise more.

Cooper saves Y/N who is a vault dweller who is attacked by raiders.

Under the hot desert sun, a vault dweller limped away barefoot. The sands burnt their already swollen feet as they did their best to escape whatever was behind them. Their vault suit had seen better days, so had the vault dweller themselves. Busted lip, black eye and dried blood from a wound that had long since become infected. 

They had escaped from a bounty hunter who was paid to bring them back to their original vault alive. Of course, the overseer didn’t care if this meant beating the hell out of them  as long as they weren’t dead. The bounty hunter had made it very clear that he would break every bone in their body if needed. Not that it was always like that, they had been travelling together for a while, yet when escape became an option – they took it. They didn’t want to return to the vault. 

The wounds that marked their skin wasn’t from the bounty hunter this time, they were from a particularly nasty group of raiders. It was the best, Y/N could do to escape. But they were barely alive. As proven when they collapsed. They couldn’t bring themselves to give up, dragging their broken body along the scorching floor. 

A blooded boot stomped down on their back, preventing their further escape. The same boot lifted before kicking the vault dweller onto their back. Standing over Y/N was the raider group’s leader. Another kick from another raider cracked the vault dweller in the cheek, a cry escaped their dry lips. 

Half an hour passed as the raiders tied them up and dragged them along. Too tired to fight back, Y/N let them, wishing that they just let their bounty hunter take them back home. 

The vault dweller had zoned out until everything came to a sudden stop. They did their best to look around before eyes focused on a familiar tight. A cowboy ghoul holding a gun. It was their bounty hunter. 

“Coop…” Vaultie mumbled as a greeting. 

“Jus’ when I thought we were becomin’ friends, little rabbit,” The bounty hunter ignored the raider’s existence as he walked towards the group. He stood in front, blocking the way to the raider base, “Guess today jus’ ain’t your day, is it eh?” 

The raider’s had snapped out of whatever daze they were in before they started shooting, only to be taken down with ease. Too much ease, the cowboy was making a show of doing trick shots that he wouldn’t usually make the effort to do. He was showing off to his vault dweller. 

When the last raider was dead, the ghoul knelt down next to the dweller, holding their chin in an attempt to look at their broken face. He tutted as he examined, “They certainly made work out of you didn’t they? I could kiss it better.”

A chuckle left his lips as he put his water bottle to their dry, cracked lips. He untied their hands and helped them up, only for the vault dweller to fall against him. The ghoul held them up. A mumble escaped from their lips, but their face was pressed against him so he couldn’t hear what they said. 

“Huh, rabbit?” 

Y/N looked up at him, “I thought you were gonna kiss it better?” Speaking was a struggle worth attempting. 

Cooper shrugged, leaning down to peck them on the mouth, “I’m a man of my word.”

[starry-eyed-adam]

For the ask game hehe

“I loved you. With everything I ever had. Why was it never enough?”

The words seeped vulnerability, pain, as much despair as Leo could muster. Eyes swimming, he met his husband’s own dry. Never, in all of his years of loving Yuichi so much, had he ever thought he’d see such a stony expression, such a cold, uncaring stare. The rabbit yokai’s face didn’t even twitch as a tear spilled down Leo’s cheek and his shoulders began to shake.

The silence went on, neither of them saying a word, neither of them looking away.

And then Yuichi cracked a smile, and told him, “Because, as much as you try, kisses and cuddles aren’t adequate subsitutes for actual medical treatment.”

They both burst into laughter, the sound unburdened by age or chest pain or infection, and instead free and weightless as their souls.

“I said I was sorry! An’ you’re the one who didn’t wanna go to the doctor anyway!” Leo grinned and shoved the other man’s shoulder.

“God, you’re too good at that! I wish I could cry on cue,” Yuichi lamented, arms crossed, sighing heavily with clear lungs as he laid on his back beside his husband.

Leo rolled over on the bed and propped himself up on his hand. “The things ya learn to do to survive as a middle child,” he dramatically gestured to himself. “Attention’s always on the youngest. So you gotta snag it for yourself somehow.”

“Oh, poor you.” Yuichi giggled, and settled back into the mattress, stretching out without pain. “I wish hugs and kisses were enough. It’d save a lot on medical bills and hospice.”

“Hey, your ghost was gonna hafta make a lot of trips to visit me if you wanted to try lovin’ me back to health,” retorted Leo. “An’ with all that ‘eternal rest’ talk, I dunno if that’s what you wanna do after ya die.”

“Seriously? Being dead is so boring.” Yuichi rolled his eyes. “Nothing to do but sit and wait for everyone else to. Going first sucks. Especially when you need to wait years and years for your partner to follow.”

“At least you could see me when ya wanted,” Leo spoke, voice suddenly softer. “I missed you, a lot.”

Yuichi sighed and shifted closer, pulling his husband into a cuddle as the blankets wrapped around them. “I know.”

The two shared a comfortable silence for a while, before Yuichi kissed the top of Leo’s head and glanced down at him. “Are you sad? That you died?” he whispered.

Leo shifted under the soft bedding, every texture exactly the way he liked it, the mattress more firm that the way it used to be at home, the comfortable warmth that Yuichi just radiated into his bones. Breathing didn’t hurt. His arm wasn’t full of IVs and monitors. It wasn’t cold, and lonely.

He had his husband again.

“No.” Leo lifted his head to return the kiss, taking it slower, holding on a bit longer. “I ain’t sad.”

“Are you sure?” the rabbit yokai asked, softer. He remembered being alive. He loved it.

“It was my time,” replied Leo, nuzzling his fluffy cheek. “I wish I coulda spent more of it with you. But now we got an eternity together, don’t we?”

“That we do.” Yuichi grinned down at him. “You wanna take me dancing tonight, like you promised?”

Leo returned it. “Hell yeah, cowboy.”

oops! they’re dead. it’s still bittersweet though :)

[allzelemonz]

Gunslinger, Cowboy, Simp II: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Pronouns: None Mentioned, reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘sir’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Violence, Sex Warnings: Micah Bell is his own warning, Micah is a sucker for a good gunslinger, crime, death, clothed sex, grinding, kissing, wall sex, running from the law Summary: After a bad train job, things escalate between you and Micah. Part 1, Part 2

It’s been weeks since something’s gone wrong. Months since you’ve been on the job that actually turns. But this train must be the most well guarded thing in the world. The entire gang is pinned down, separated between the engine, passenger, and cargo cars. Bullets have been flying for a while now, but no one can get a good enough position to make a difference.

“We ain’t gonna last like this.” Lenny mutters, hugging his rifle to his chest as bullets zip above his head.

Arthur sighs, looking through his bag. “I’ll give ‘em somethin’ ta look at.”

From his bag he pulls a few sticks of dynamite. Lenny’s eyes go wide when Arthur nods towards the passenger cars.

“Ya can’t be serious, Arthur!” Lenny says.

“Nearest car’s empty.” You tell him. “Bill and I cleared it earlier.”

“Stay here.” Arthur says, carefully stepping past you to the door.

You and Lenny draw the law’s attention so Arthur can sneak to the other car. There is no telling how the rest of the gang is doing, but there are other shots hitting men off of their horses. At least you know they’re alive. The explosion catches you off guard, Lenny too. You both scramble back before gathering your senses and running out of the train. The rest of the gang seems to have gotten the hint, running into the trees while the law is preoccupied with ‘saving’ people from the explosion. They had no way of knowing the car was empty.

As you wind through the trees you find Charles who looks back at the train, watching closely for pursuers. He waves you and Lenny on, so you run deeper into the trees until you hear a voice. You hold an arm out to stop Lenny as you catch sight of a single law man holding out his gun. In front of him are Micah and Sadie, hands raised. This situation should be nothing to them, but then you see Micah’s guns on the ground. The quickdraw doesn’t have his weapons. Sadie’s shirt is stained red on the side. The ruffian is injured.

Very carefully, as quietly as you can, you raise your gun and shoot the lawman dead. He drops to the ground as you step out from the trees. Sadie lets herself fall to her knees as Lenny runs over to her. She clutches her side in pain, groaning as Lenny tries to help her apply pressure. Micah stares at you for a moment, his eyes moving from the gun in your hand to your face as he registers your action. For a moment you recall an image of him from months ago that you have to push out of your mind for your own sake. The way he ended it made it seem like a one time thing, it’s not gonna happen again.

Micah retrieves his guns from the ground as you help Lenny get Sadie on her feet. You get through the trees together, Micah keeping his guns up and watching for the group until you reach the horses and the rest of the gang. Arthur takes Sadie from you and Lenny, he and John getting some fabric to tie around her wound.

“Javier?” Dutch asks. “The take?”

Javier fishes the money from the bags around his shoulder, taking the stacks from Bill and Sean as well before handing it all to Dutch.

“This…” Dutch grins. “Is very good, boys.”

“We should get back now, Dutch.” Arthur says, nodding to Sadie.

“Of course. Mount up, boys. Let’s get Miss Adler home safe.”

The gang rides hard, splitting into groups to ensure the law doesn’t follow. Arthur, John, and Charles take the straight route back for Sadie’s sake while the rest of you take winding trails. Sean talks most of the way, Bill yells at him to shut up on occasion but he never does. Micah is quiet the whole way, giving you the occasional glance.

“Hold on, boys.” Bill says quietly. “Up there on the hill.”

You look up to the left to see lights moving in the slight dark of the evening.

“Tha’ don’t look good.” Sean mutters.

Micah is the first to steer off the road, leading Baylock into the trees. The rest of you follow, all eyes still on the lights. When you’re concealed you stop and watch as the lights stop at a crossroad, several lawmen taking up posts. At least twenty, too many to shoot with the ammo you have left and the exhaustion from the shootout.

“We’re gonna have to hold up somewhere.” You look back at the boys. “Unless any of you have a full round left in your gun.”

Bill shakes his head.

“We can take ‘em!” Sean whispers.

“If ya wanna get yerself killed, kid, go on ahead.” Micah sighs, clearing his throat. “Saw a cabin a little while back.”

You nod. “Any objections?”

“Fine.” Sean mutters.

Micah leads you all back through the trees. Lawmen cover the roads now, so you stay deep in the woods until the cabin comes into view. There’s one horse hitched outside, no sign of any law.

“Sean should go first.” You say, hopping off your horse to meet the others at the tree line. “He can talk, catch them off guard.”

“Damn right I can.” Sean grins.

“And if they just decide ta shoot ‘em?” Bill asks.

“He’s not that intimidating.” You nudge Sean. “Go.”

“Not tha’ intimidatin’! I’ll have ya-”

“Go!” You shove him.

Sean stumbles out, giving you a sour look before he walks to the cabin. The door opens and a man steps out, not much bigger than Sean. They talk for a moment as Sean learns if the man has anyone inside in between meaningless conversation. As dumb as he is, Sean knows how to get people’s guard down. When he has the opportunity, Sean slits the man’s throat and guides his body to the ground. The rest of you come out of the trees and make your way to the cabin. Bill carries the man over to an enclosure of pigs behind the cabin and drops him. No evidence.

The cabin has two bedrooms aside from the kitchen and living area. One of them looks like a shrine dedicated to a child, untouched and perfectly spotless compared to the messy state of everything else. Bill doesn’t seem to notice or care as he collapses on the bed. Sean rummages through the cabinets until he finds a bottle of whiskey. You all settle in.

Sean eventually finds his way to the bed in the other room while you fall asleep on the couch. Micah being Micah, he doesn’t sleep. Instead he watches your chest rise and fall with each breath as he tries to contemplate things. You saved his life a few hours ago and it didn’t seem like you hesitated at all. The last time he was impressed with you he sank to his knees and he very much wants to do that now but things keep interrupting. He doesn’t know how else to express how impressed he gets with you, how grateful he is that you’re the one that’s usually by his side.

A knock at the door wakes you up. It’s the dead of night and someone is at the door. You look over at Micah and an unspoken plan passes between you. He closes the doors to the bedrooms while you shed the most outlaw parts of your attire and hide them under a table. Micah draws a gun and takes a spot behind the door while you open it. Standing in their own lantern light is a group of lawmen.

“Sorry to bother you so late, sir.” The one in the front says. “We’re scouting the area for some train robbers.”

You put a concerned look on your face. “Train robbers?”

“Yes, sir. Have you seen anyone around?”

You shake your head and glance back at the doors. “I got my kids here, mister.”

He nods. “Just stay inside and everything will be fine.”

“Was it the tracks over there?” You point. “T-That’s awfully close.”

“Everything will be fine, sir.” The lawman says. “Lock your doors and windows and have a nice night.”

He tips his hat to you and he turns to leave. You close the door quickly, locking it like a scared civilian before you peer out of the window to watch them leave. Before they’re even past the trees you’re shoved against the wall as Micah presses his lips to yours. His hands pin your waist as he presses against you. You press back, wanting to feel the hard pressure against your leg. Micah ruts against you and you bend your leg for him. He breaks the kiss to bury his head into your shoulder as he pants from the friction. His hands grip tightly at your waist, holding you still as he fucks against your leg. You watch him intently, getting that same rush in your heartbeat as you watch how desperate he becomes. And when he unravels you have to hold him up because he almost collapses against your knee. Your hands clutch his sides to help him stand and he leans into you.

“Shit…” He breathes as his hand finds a place on the wall to steady himself.

His eyes meet yours before his face turns red and he looks away. You know he must be embarrassed. Sucking you off is one thing, but rutting against your leg with the desperation he had is something he probably didn’t plan to do. You enjoyed it nonetheless. You quickly put a hand to his cheek and press your lips together again. Micah presses into it and starts acting more like the man you know as his hand roughly grips you through your pants. He rubs at you intensely and you buck into his hand, both wanting to show him that he’s not crazy and because his hand feels almost as good as his mouth. You spill a lot faster than he did, your mouth falling open in a noiseless gasp and he kneads you through it.

“Fuck, Micah.” You groan as he takes his hand away.

“Ain’t nobody-”

“I know, I know.” You mutter. “No one, I promise. Just-Just please do that more often.”

You lean your head back against the wall, trying to catch your breath. Micah presses his lips to your neck, sucking a mark into it before he rests his head against your shoulder.

“Sure thing, cowboy.” He mumbles.

[lilyoffandoms]

My Art ish Tag: @storyofmychoices @aallotarenunelma

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Untameable (Visual Novel) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kit Jackson/Main Character (Untameable) Characters: Kit Jackson, Main Character (Untameable) Additional Tags: Fluff, marriage talk, kids talk, Picnics A/N: @choicesjanuary2024 “The first time you you talk about being with them for the rest of your life.” Summary: While on a picnic date, Kit and Jules discuss some important aspects of their future.

[sky-kiss]

Okay, your OC is a love interest, what does their first romance cutscene look like?

A/N: Sassy, this is such an amazing question. I hope it’s alright that I did it for my three main idiots (I have another, but he’s just an old man for Jaheira lol). 

Scrungus: (Cowboy lizard)

Being an Oath of Redemption paladin, Scrungus isn’t overly romantic. He’s very kind, but he’s more focused on the wellbeing of the group. The incident with the goblins leaves him a little down, so he’s melancholy post party. The PC has to seek him out. He gives you a little smile, tips his head. If you offer him wine, he politely declines. 

“Had to be done. Couldn’t have ‘em running along the coast, know that. Still…ain’t sitting right. Coulda done more. Shoulda, I reckon.” 

If you mention you would have liked to dance at the party: “Would have been good to see…ain’t much point killin’ if you’re not enjoy living.” 

If you ask him if he knows how to dance, or would have danced with you, he gives you a little grin. Yeah, he picked it up somewhere along the line. In a little village, years back, after a fight just like this. Used to be pretty good. But don’t hold him to it. He’d hate to step on your toes. 

If you point out that the goblins and the Absolute left you no choice: 

He agrees, but finds it unfortunate. Worse folks have turned their back on evil. 

If you go to hold his hand, he chuckles and moves it away. 

No offense meant, but he’s got one responsibility. Gotta see you through the city. No use muddling things. 

You spend the night talking about your past, his, maybe he tells you a story about some absurd devil or demon he talked round to redemption. It’s ridiculous. He lets the PC lean against his shoulder and doesn’t move them when they doze off against his chest. 

Evoi: (Evil, evil, evil AU!Joi; it’s early, and she’s…untempered) 

Goblin-party only. She’s turned on by the stink of carnage and the way you looked while slaughtering the Grove. She makes this very evident, very early into the party, sidling up to the PC, nosing their throat. 

Blood-slick, hunter-kin—soak in carnage, baptize her in your sweet cries. 

She’s going to fuck you. Consent is optional, sorry. Will lick every drop of blood off your character. It’s a lot of kissing and biting. Going to absolutely devour/go down on the PC. You’re her pet now (and she’s obsessive, crazy, generally the worst). 

Joi: (Amnesia Girl)

Joi still has no idea what’s going on or who she is at this point. The scene will have more variance compared to the above, based largely on player input. Most of  her reactions are going to be emulating the PC’s drive. I.e if you’re interested in talking, she’ll be softer and happily talk, but consistently direct the conversation away from her. If the PC is more forward and wants sex, she’ll fall back into that role. 

Is likely very similar to Astarion in that she’s unsure she wants to have sex at that point, but it feels natural, normal, and a way to like…establish rapport. And since she has nothing personal to offer, why not sex? It’s the best she can do. 

If the PC opts to take things more slowly, she’s comforted. Wants to hold the PC’s hand or sit in their lap/beside them. She’s naturally very physical, and the slow!route still reflects that. If the PC asks whether she enjoyed the party, Joi is puzzled and admits that she doesn’t know. Saving the tieflings felt strange, almost wrong, but she likes it. 

Platonic/Slowburn route: Joi asks your PC to tell her about their life, stroking their hair. She thanks the PC for sharing and kisses them. 

Sex route: Joi is enthusiastic, but distant. Leads the encounter, focused on pleasuring PC. The morning after, she is more conflicted and admits she did not sleep well.

[justanotherboringwriter]

||Something Stupid.||

Summary; Kano has to go and spoil it all and say something stupid like “I love you”.

A/N; my scrunkly scrimbos!!!! They’re the sole reason I adore the “I hate you (not really)”, tired x energetic, cocky x unimpressed, and “They don’t know I love them, if they did, they’d reject me.” “I know they love me and I love them too.” Dynamic,,,,,

Word count; 896.

Kano sat beside Erron. They were sharing his bed as Erron recovered from a recent mission, covered in bandaged scraps, bruises, and cuts. Erron was facing his boss, sleeping peacefully, with his cowboy hat on the headboard. Kano looked to the hat, remembering

Kano took Erron’s hat, placing it on his own head. “Look, I’m a Jackaroo!” He chuckled, smiling brightly as he adjusted the hat and tilted it back, a hand on his hip. “Am I a good-lookin’ Jackaroo?” He raised a brow jokingly, posing a bit as Erron stood unimpressed, his arms crossed before he strolled over to the much younger man.

“A Jackaroo? English, Kano.” He teased.

“A cowboy, of course. What else?” Kano tilted his head as Erron shook his head. “Well, you sure are a handsome ‘Jackaroo’. But you’d certainly not be a good one–Bet you’d upset the livestock.” Erron replied, taking his hat back and placing it on his head before brushing Kano’s hair down. “Now you just look crazy though I guess you are, yeah?” He added. Kano chuckled, “At least I know I’d make all the Jillaroo’s swoon! That’s female cowboy for you, Red.” Kano responded. He called Erron ‘Red’ as a reference to The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly.

He loved teasing the man because he was a cowboy but in all honesty, when he was younger, he’d always adored cowboys. It was his first introduction into the world of male attraction and being around a true cowboy who’d lived through the era of The Wild West was absolutely ecstatic.

He remembered bombarding Erron with questions about ‘How to be a true cowboy’ for a Halloween costume but he really just wanted to hear stories from Erron’s time.

He pitied him, yes, since they both had shit families. Though Erron’s bad family history was more public while nobody knew Kano’s past. He was abandoned as a baby on the side of the New Mexico road, was taken by a couple, and brought to Australia to live what he called ‘The 16 years of Hell’. Eventually, he ran away at 16 but not before killing both of them. He couldn’t kill Basil, his at-the-time baby sister, so he cleaned himself up and gave her to a group of neighborhood boys with instructions to “Bring her to some adults” before leaving the trailer park and never looking back.

He still had nightmares from those 16 years, even now at 35.

Kano reached over and pulled Erron close, hugging him. “I missed ya, Erron..Why’d ya even leave in the first place? Know how much I depend on you. You’re my second-in-command, you idiot.” Kano muttered, rubbing Erron’s back lovingly and placing a kiss on his head.

Erron stirred, groaning and mumbling something under his breath. Kano froze, panicking and trying to figure out what to do before the mercenary woke up. Erron looked up with lidded eyes, surrounded by many decades of dark eye shadow, “Boss?” He sat up, now leaning onto his boss and putting his hands at Kano’s sides. Kano stuttered, embarrassed and nervous. “Go back to bed, Black. ‘s not mornin’ yet. You should get s’more sleep, y’look like shit.” The Australian said.

“So what if it ain’t mornin’? ‘m more focused on what you were doin’ huggin’ me like I was your favorite teddy bear.” Erron responded, sitting back on Kano’s lap and making his boss tense up even more. Kano sighed, “Just wanted to hold ya, is that so bad? You’re one of my favorite mercenaries, I can’t hold you for a little bit?” He grumbled. Erron chuckled.

He settled his head on Kano’s chest. “If ya wanted a lil cuddlin’, could’ve told me, boss. I don’t mind–Bein’ an outlaw gets lonely.”

Kano relaxed, wrapping an arm around Erron and rubbing up and down his back slowly and gently, as if he were trying to comfort Erron. “For such a ruthless man, you sure are a lover. Never heard of a lover and a fighter..” The cowboy chuckled tiredly. “You sound exhausted, Black. Try ‘n get some sleep.” “M’kay..” He sighed, getting comfortable on Kano’s chest.

Erron closed his eyes, his arms wrapped around Kano’s chest as Kano pulled a blanket over them, stroking Erron’s hair and giving him another kiss on the head.

There were a few seconds of silence–Silent contemplation from Kano.

“Erron?” He spoke softly, nervous.

“Mhm? I’m listenin’, big guy.”

“I love you.”

Silence.

Erron sat up and gave Kano a kiss. “Finally got the confidence, hm? Took ya long enough.” He smiled lazily. “You knew?” “Basically since I got here. I see how you look at everybody else compared to how you look at me; all soft and lovely-dovey. Followin’ me like a love-sick puppy, always tryna take up all my attention with those rants and questions.” He brushed his hair back, sitting up a bit to look Kano directly in the eyes. “You’re not as subtle as you think.” He added.

Kano put his hands on Erron’s hips, his thumbs stroking his waist. “So, you wouldn’t mind bein’ my boyfriend then?” He asked a bit meekly. Erron nodded, “Sure.” “Good..Can I get another pash?” Erron raised a brow, “Kiss?” “Mhm. Kiss.” Erron leaned down and kissed Kano again, then peppering his face with kisses.

Kano chuckled, his cheeks reddening.

He was a damn lucky man. “Love you boss.” “Love ya too, Red.”

[anabdaniels]

Drinking mulled wine

Paring: Agent Whiskey x Female Reader

Word counting: 630

Rating: +18

Warning: Kinda dirty talk, nasophilia is in the room with us once more (I can't shut up about Jack's nose, I'm sorry), drunk reader trying to hook up with Jack.

Main Masterlist | Cowboycember Masterlist

Four cups of mulled wine probably wasn't a good idea, but who could blame you for it? Jack had decided to do his mother's recipe on that cold afternoon and somehow, he was even better than her on it.

“I can drink a full liter of this.” You said with a silly smile walking around the living room, starting to be touched by the alcohol.

“I can see it.” Jack answered after taking a sip of his wine, smirking slightly. You laughed and walked towards him, letting your empty cup on the coffee table and mounting on his lap, resting your forearms on his shoulders. “What's it?” Jack questioned holding your face between his hands, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs.

“I can't want my husband anymore?” You inquired in a slurred voice.

“Of course you can. Even though you're way too drunk for anything else.” He answered in a gentle tone, still caressing your cheeks.

“I still remember my SSN and the safe code of your bank card, so I ain't that drunk.” You did your best to sound convincing.

“I can argue on that.” Jack chuckled and kept caressing your face.

“You're such a killjoy sometimes.” You mumbled resting your hands on his face, taking a good look at him and smiling “You’re so gorgeous.” You sounded highly tipsy and leaned forward, kissing his forehead, then the space between his eyebrows and his nasal bridge. Realizing the thoughts going through your mind, you giggled and rested your forehead against his.

“What’s it?” Jack asked curious.

“I like your nose.” You admitted without a single crumb of shame thanks to the alcohol “Unquestionably your best feature.” You leaned slightly back, running your index finger down his nose.

“The best?” he raised one eyebrow, slightly doubtful.

“I mean, not that I ain’t a total sucker for the rest of you, especially your neck, and hands, and arms, and cock, but I have thoughts over your nose that I wouldn’t dare say out loud.” You chuckled while still caressing his nose.

“I’ll make you clarify this when you get sober because you can’t be for real.” Jack chuckled and shook his head, softly massaging your shoulders.

“I am.” You retorted promptly “If you only had an idea of the dirty thoughts I have every time I look at your side profile…”

“I suppose the girls in my high school times didn’t think the same.” Just after having said it Jack realized that he might have just put himself in trouble.

“What was it? Pinocchio, toucan, or oxygen thief?” you asked already laughing.

“All them.” He shrugged and laughed.

“My poor toucan cowboy.” You said with a fun tone, leaning forward and planting a kiss on the tip of his nose.

“Excuse me?” he raised his eyebrows, trying really hard to seem serious.

“Since you think I’m too drunk to fuck, I’ll disturb you for my entertainment.” You shrugged still caressing his nose.

“Don’t get me wrong, I just don’t feel comfortable with you being so tipsy, especially when I’m completely sober.” Jack admitted rubbing your arms.

“You’re the best husband in this world.” You said with a silly smile, leaning to kiss the space between his eyebrows “Your decline because I’m too drunk just turned me on even more. I mean, you got unfairly hot being responsible and serious.” Once more you admitted your thoughts with no shame left.

“My god, you’re a piece, honeybee.” He chuckled and kissed the tip of your nose.

“You’re the one to blame for all the alcohol I consumed today.” You raised your eyebrows and squeezed his cheeks

“Only fair that I deal with the consequences of it.” Jack smirked and leaned back on the sofa, more than happy to let you entertain yourself by squeezing and nudging him.

[21witnokidz]

IN THE GHETTO

Chapter 9

Warnings: Angst, Almost rape, long chapter

“You all got the plan?”

You, Arthur, Hosea, and Bill were getting ready to rob a mansion. Everyone who lived in the mansion were gone. Dutch even decided to tag along when he heard how big the house was.

Fuck you were excited. Everyone was here and ready to cause trouble.

Hosea pulled Arthur aside.

“Please look after Y/N. Make sure nothing happens”

“Hey what do ya think I’ve been doing all this time?”

You all, one by one, sneaked through the back doors. Arthur insisted he stay in front of you. You hadn’t killed anyone yet but you had surely shot someone. You looked through drawers and chests. Boxes underneath beds and everything. They had so much jewelry you were gonna sell some and keep some for yourself.

“Y/N lookie”

Arthur called out

He was holding a fancy hat.

“Oh this is a nice hat but I want something a rough cowboy would wear”

You two started looking through the closet. Arthur pulled out a fancy suit and began to throw it on. You found a nice dress and slipped it on. You two looked at each other in the mirror and started laughing.

Arthur put on a few rings and hooked your arms with his.

“Yes my name is Arthur Morgan of the royal family and this is my duchess Y/N the fourteenth”

Arthur said in a silly British accent.

“Oh my dear darling shall we go for some tea?”

“Oh yes we shall”

Dutch knocked on the door and opened it only to find you and Arthur goofing off.

“When you two are finished we’re gonna be going back to the camp. You’ll be alright here?”

“Yes yes go on Sir Dutch leave us be”

You said still with your fake accent.

He just had a confused look on his face but decided it was best he’d not ask so he closed the door and left.

“We’ve got this whole mansion to ourselves now Y/N! Who knows what trouble we could get up to”

Arthur said in his thick southern drawl as he crept up to you putting his arms around your waist.

“Arthur I’m not gonna fuck you right now!”

Arthur had a disappointed look on his face.

“We gotta do it in the master bedroom first”

Arthur’s face lit up and he grabbed your hand and booked it to the master bedroom. There he threw you on the bed and got rid of that dress. Although he was struggling with his suit he got it off eventually. He kissed you and even though y’all had no condoms he had gotten used to the pull out method.

“Sex in a rich man’s house. Can’t get any better than this!”

As you two did your thing you couldn’t even hear the front door opening. In walked a group of goons. About 4 of them. Not like your type of goons but real nasty ones.

“See I told you this house was empty. Let’s hurry before they come back”

As one of the goons walked up the stairs he could hear the noises and the things Arthur was doing to you in the master bedroom. He kicked open the door and startled both of you.

“Ohhh lookie here. We got two lovers enjoying each other. Hey… hey I know you! You’re that dancer girl from the other town! And you’re that boy she was with. Now that I think about it when I left that saloon I had 10 dollars missing from my pocket. Wanna tell me how that happened?”

You were frozen but Arthur was alert the whole time.

“Y/N run!”

You thought about how your mother told you to run when she got killed and you like to think you not listening to her is what made you survive. But that was a year ago. You’ve changed. As soon as he told you to run you bolted out the door not caring you were naked.

The goon tried to catch you but you slipped out the doorway and all his other goons came upstairs to try and see what was going on. All of them went into the room where Arthur was in but one of them saw you and ran after you.

You ran into the room where your gun was but before you could grab it the goon tackled you to the ground.

“That was some show you put on back in that saloon. How bout you give me another one? You’re a little whore ain’t ya? Or how’s about I make you and your little boyfriend fuck each other while we watch and we’ll kill ya afterwards. You done fucked up for stealing our money and now yer gonna pay”

The goon pulled his pants down and rubbed his dick on your ass and you’ve never felt more disgusted in your life. You reached as hard as you could for your gun but just couldn’t reach.

You scratched the goons neck and he pulled away in pain. You lunged forward and grabbed the gun and the goon ran towards you. You shut your eyes and squeezed the trigger.

BANG

You felt his body fall on top of you and you opened your eyes and pushed him off quickly.

Arthur ran into the room half naked, covered in blood with no shirt on looking all over. His eyes finally found you and you were naked, covered in blood, and crying. He then saw the dead body next to you surrounded in blood.

“Oh my god Y/N”

He got down and hugged you.

“It’s ok. You’re ok”

You shook in his arms and he grabbed the cover from the bed and wiped the blood off of you.

“Arthur he- was gonna- he pulled his pants down”

“But he didn’t!.. But he didn’t”

Arthur pulled back and grabbed your hands.

“You killed him. It’s over. You protected yourself”

He picked your clothes up and gave them to you to help you put them on. You guys rode back to the camp and you immediately ran into your tent.

“What happened? What took so long?”

Bessie asked

Arthur ignored her and followed you.

“Y/N-“

“WHYD YOU ASK ME TO DO THAT STUPID LITTLE STRIP TEASE? YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MAN CALLED ME? HE CALLED ME A WHORE! A WHORE!”

“Y/N I’m sorry-“

“Just get out”

Arthur walked out and went into the woods to clear his mind.

“I’ll go talk to him”

Dutch followed him

Arthur knew Dutch was following him so he decided to quicken his steps and walk faster.

“You need to tell me what happened back there son”

“Just leave it alone Dutch”

“You can’t just ignore it”

“Dutch I swear to god I’m not in the mood”

“You gotta say something-”

Arthur turned around and snapped

“IT WAS ALL MY FAULT!! If I hadn’t asked her to do that stupid strip tease back then none of this would’ve happened. If we never stayed behind to be childish instead going with y’all back to camp everything would be fine! Y/N was about to get seriously hurt and it’s all because of me! I’m supposed to protect her! Make her feel safe! Me!”

Dutch had never seen Arthur cry before so he knew this was serious.

Arthur was breathing hard at this point,  pretty much hyperventilating. He grabbed his hair and started pulling at it. He fell to his knees and started punching the ground till his knuckles bled.

“Arthur stop!”

He didn’t listen and kept going.

Dutch grabbed his hands and pulled him into a hug. He’d never done that before. Arthur was full on sobbing, wetting Dutch’s shirt.

“I wanted to marry her. Now I can’t do that because… I’m not worthy”

“Now you listen to me Arthur. You two are gonna get through this. Believe me. I know it seems impossible now but if you truly love each other you’ll get through this”

“No Dutch I’m worthless. She’s not gonna love me after this”

“That’s not true”

“I’m never gonna be good enough for her Dutch.”

“Arthur! What would you think Y/N would say if she heard this?”

“She’d agree with me and call me trash”

“If you truly think that then maybe you really aren’t good enough for her”

“Dutch… I just wanna make everything right”

“And you will you just need time”

Arthur hugged Dutch.

“No matter what happens. You stay with me through thick and thin okay? You’re like a- a father to me. I mean that”

“I know son. I know”

-

It was the next day and Hosea decided to stay with you while Dutch, Arthur, and Bill went out. Arthur begged Hosea to stay but he insisted he’d leave.

“You know Y/N maybe this wouldn’t of happened if you would stop wearing such revealing clothes like I told you”

Bessie said

You stayed quiet not wanting to yell at this woman. Not for her sake but for Hosea’s.

“Maybe you should just stop going out with the boys and stay here with me instead of going out there. You can now see it’s not safe for girls”

God Bessie used to be so nice. What the hell happened?

“Besides, bein a gunslinger is not ladylike”

“What do you want from me!? You want me to be a lady blah blah blah. I’m doing the best I can and you’re the only one who has a problem with it!”

You got up and stormed over to the men’s shaving area and took some clippers and chopped off a piece of your hair.

“There! That good enough for you!”

You chopped another piece off and another. Soon all you hair was buzzed down but not completely bald.

“Now I look like a boy. Will that finally shut you up”

Bessie just stared at you which caused you to break down.

“Don’t you think I know it’s hard being a girl? I know being a boy is easy especially when you’re in a gang like this. I don’t wanna be a boy but I don’t wanna be ‘ladylike’ or whatever it’s called. I’m just doing the best I can”

Hosea came around to see what all the commotion was to only to see your hair on the ground.

“Oh my god”

“I’m fine Hosea. It’ll grow back. You can call it woman hysteria or whatever but this is what I want”

You went through Arthur’s stuff to put on some of his clothes and walked back out to present yourself to Bessie.

“Well?”

“If that’s what you want Y/N”

She got up and walked away.

Hosea cleared his throat

“Well I guess we should start calling you (boy version of your name)”

You just stared at him.

“I’m sorry”

You heard the boys get back from there whereabouts and saw the shock on Arthur’s face. It made you want to cry. He got off and walked towards you. He just stared at you and smiled.

“I love it”

He had a hat in his hands. A rough cowboy hat.

“I think it’d look better with this though”

He put the hat on you and adjusted it to make sure it fit. He then swiped the rim and flicked it up.

You slowly put your arms around Arthur and buried your face in his chest, closing him in a hug. Arthur’s ring was burning heavy in his pocket but he decided now wasn’t the time.

“Y/N we found out who those men were and we might know how to find the man with the piggie birthmark”

Dutch spoke up. You looked at him and listened attentively.

“They’re apart of a gang called the O’Driscolls”

[wandaluvstacos]

THE ONLY SECONDS THAT MATTER

CHAPTER FIFTEEN IS UP!

Genre: Contemporary Romance Rating: 18+

Includes: Extensive horse nerdery + cowboys, mxm romance (1 trans + 1 cis), some discussion child abuse, some instances of trans/homophobia (it is rural Oklahoma, y'all), depression, occasional sex scene (but it’s a slow burn for sure)

Victor Ortiz-Bennett had some reservations about moving to Oklahoma, but his late aunt willed him a 70-acre horse farm, and he decides to fulfill his dream of running and operating his own training facility. Victor’s been around the reining horse show circuit for a while, and he’s ready to settle down, travel less, and spend more time with the horses he loves and away from the people he can do without. That is, until he picks up a horse at an auction with a bucking problem he can’t fix, and he has to take her to the one guy who can ride anything– Johnny Stearns, a retired professional rodeo rider.

Johnny Stearns is loud, chatty, eccentric, and fears nothing, exactly Victor’s opposite. However, Victor finds himself sinking into an odd friendship with this new foul-mouthed cowboy without a filter, diving deeper into the mess that is Johnny’s life until there’s no way to extract himself from it. Johnny may talk a tough game, but there’s more to him than he’ll let most people see. Victor knows getting in too deep will mean a rough ride, but if there’s anything Johnny’s taught him, it’s how to stay in the saddle.

Excerpt:

“But things are different now, right?” Johnny perked up. “Listen, I think we could make this work to both our advantages. I figure, what happened Saturday night… we could make that more of a regular thing, if you get my drift. You’re probably hard up, and so am I. We both know the pickin’s are slim ‘round these parts. We could figure out some kind of, I dunno, arrangement.”

Victor frowned in confusion. “Arrangement?”

“Yeah. You know. What do they call it? Friends with benefits?”

Victor’s chest clenched again, but this time for a different reason. “You want to just… have sex.”

“We’re friends, ain’t we? Friends do things for each other, make each other feel good. That could be us, you know?”

“I was actually hoping for more than that.”

“More? Like what?”

Victor stared at Johnny a second, appalled that Johnny really couldn’t seem to think up an answer. “Like a commitment,” Victor clarified. “We could actually date each other.”

Now it was Johnny’s turn to stare with lacking comprehension. For the first time, his eyes turned serious and his mouth folded into a thin line. After an awkward pause, he reached up to rub at the back of his neck. “Listen, Vic, you know I care about you and all that but… this is rural Oklahoma. This ain’t California. Ain’t no way you can just walk ‘round holdin’ hands and grocery shoppin’ together, ‘less you want a molotov cocktail thrown through your window one night while you’re sleepin’.”

Victor found his throat constricted, making it hard to breathe and speak. “It can’t be that bad. I just met a lesbian farrier who lives here with her wife, and they’re out.”

“Good for them, I guess, but I ain’t nowhere ready to bring that sort of shit into my life. People in the world of rodeo still know my name, and I got a reputation I gotta uphold. It’s not—listen, I’m still attracted to women, and I plan on datin’ women. I’ve lived a hard life, and I don’t want things to be any harder than they need to be.”

“Just because you make a commitment doesn’t mean you need to be out. I live on a big horse farm with no neighbors. It’s not like I’m regularly monitored. We don’t have to hold hands or kiss in public—that’s not what I’m asking for.”

“And you’d be happy with that?”

“I don’t really have a choice, do I?” Victor asked, exasperated.

“I have a choice, and I don’t want no trouble. I don’t mind messin’ ‘round with men sometimes for fun, but I don’t date them. I just ain’t got no interest in that.”

“You just said we were friends. So if you like me as a friend and you also want to sleep with me—”

“Vic…” Johnny rubbed a hand over his hair with frustration. “This ain’t about you. Ain’t nothin’ wrong with you, I just don’t date men.”

“So you just want a fuck buddy, then."

[broceania]

[ID: A Tumblr post by 's4mm4n'. The post reads: "God I miss the days when you could show up to a stranger’s farm and he’d say “What’s your name, boy?” and you’d take off your hat and hold it to your chest to better let him see your face and reply “Why I ain’t got none, sir, on account of my mammy passed on before she could give me one” and he’d tell you he’s real damn sorry to hear that and ask what he can do you for and you’d tell him that you can’t read nor even write neither but you’re mighty good with horses and can mend them fallen fence posts what you saw on your way in and won’t ask for nothing much more than a hot meal and a warm barn to sleep in and he’d keep his wife and daughters inside but send his boy who ain’t got married yet even though his mama tells him he needs a woman out with a lantern and some stew at night and the two of you’d get to talkin and he’d throw you his flask to take a swig from and watch you drinkin from it while he leant against the door frame and when he finally got called back on up to the house again he’d take a sip from it too real slow-like like it weren’t the whiskey what he were tryna savour". The original post has been deleted.]

[ID: A tumblr post by ‘thedialup’. The post reads: "you know I couldn’t be a cowboy because I’d be stuck with my partner in the dead cold prairie night and our horses would be tied up and we’d be huddlin around a crudely made fire because it was too far to go back to the ranch and he’d play the sweetest song on his harmonica, the kind that you felt in your bones and your heart and that the hymns had nothin on, and then he’d finish and we’d both lean in a little too close and my hand would be on his bandanna and his whiskey-breath would be hot on my lips and I’d realize that maybe it wasn’t the touch of a woman i’d been hankerin for". A reblog by the same author reads: "yeah I’ll be honest I don’t know wtf possessed me here".]

[ID: A tumblr post by ‘maybecowboycore’. The post reads: "The preacher may never marry us and my mama may never know you but I can kiss you over a flask of whiskey and dance with you under the stars and if that isn’t marriage I’m not sure what else God is looking for." The original poster’s handle has since changed to 'cowpokeprose', and then deleted.]

the ghost of one specific homosexual cowboy regularly possesses Tumblr gays

[or-something-better]

Ghost Riders

August 23, 2022   

Donna

Helllllz yeah we did it!!!

Sam

Walking over and sitting against the hood of one of the cars in the High School parking lot, I rested my hands on my knees and took a deep breath. Gotta admit, I think I’ve completely lost any affinity I ever had for the color green… St. Patrick’s Day next year is gonna have to be canceled.

Ruby

"It was touch and go there several times!"

Ellen

Oh man! Hey guys that was great! I'm happy we got you all back! smiling excited yall wanna cone back to the bar with me and jo and celebrate? looking at everyone's faces

Gabe

I’m just glad those crack head cowboys are gone. Walker they ain’t

Mary

Sure.

Eileen

I lean against the high school and heave a big sigh. +guys, great job tonight. it was tough but we made it!!! so glad everyone’s back safe+

Gabe

( someone caught it 😂)

Donna

laughs softly and my hand slips in yours! agreed my sweets!

Eileen

+Ellen, that sounds great. I could use a vodka coke right about now+

Sam

After the ordeal we’d all just completed, the last thing my tired, abused body wanted to do was go to the Bar and throw back a few. But I couldn’t deny that this was a WIN after it felt for a while there that we weren’t going to pull one off. It made perfect sense that everyone would want to be together and celebrate having come through it all. And why the hell shouldn’t they? Sucking it up, I smiled over at Ellen and stood back up. I’m IN for going to the Bar. I think we’ve all earned it.

Gabe

Belle?

Donna

Yes my beast?

Dean

Just glad to have everyone back we should celebrate!

Gabe

As much as I love a good party I’m afraid our tinies might eat the clones Or put them in a home

Mary

Yeah

Donna

Oh very true! laughs!!!! Yes sweets, I think we should get home and check on the kids!

Alex

Wahoo! We did it

Gabe

Good idea wrapping my arms around you we’re heading home guys . Ready gorgeous?

Jo

Yeah. Everyone needs to come back to the bar with me and mom!

Ellen

See yall later. waves bye to them

Ruby

Sounds like a plan

Jo

Yes, let’s do this!

Donna

Mmm ready sexy! I kiss you deeply!

Dean

heading back to the impala I could definitely go for a drink

Gabe

kissing you back abracadabra we vanish *

Sam

Watching Gabe and Donna vanish, I pull out the Charger’s keys, which by some miracle of its own, were still in my jeans pocket, and head towards my car. Ruby, you riding with me?

Dean

Bye....

Ellen

Sounds like a plan yall! Come on jo. starts to head for the truck

Ruby

Yep, right behind you!

Dean

Who’s riding with me?

Mary

I will

Jo

Coming mom

Eileen

+uhhh… guys? where’s Henry?!+ looking around for him

Dean

What the hell?

Ruby

Looking around for Henry, but not seeing him

Sam

Still, I do a quick head count and Eileen is right, I don’t see Henry. I try to think back to where we were the last time I did actually have eyes on him.

Crowley

What? Henry is missing? I start looking around we have to find him now!

Sam

Crowley, when exactly did you give up you’re only looking out for number one motto?

Crowley

I glare at Moose Oh you want to do that now? The kid is missing!

Dean

Since when do you worry? Now you woeeg?

Gabe

(tf is a woeeg?)

Dean

Worry

Sam

(do you smell toast?)

Dean

(Shhhhhh)

Gabe

(I’d worry about a woeeg too!)

Dean

(It was supposed to say worry lmao)

Crowley

Wow? Me caring about someone else had destroyed your pretentious vocabulary.

Dean

We need to fan out and find him

Ellen

looking around panicked hey someone should reach back out to Gabe and Donna, they're gonna wanna know. secretly freaking out that our cookie monster is missing

Sam

Holding my hands in the air I’m not the one to be placing this call, Dean maybe you should do it…

Ellen

Not it holding my hands up

Dean

Yeah...Gabe’s gonna kill us all for losing henry. I agree we need to tell him though

Eileen

+I value my life, now that I’m resurrected. I will not be the one to tell Gabe that Cookie Monster is missing. nooo way+

Ruby

Throwing up my hands! Fine! I'll do it. I get ready to reach out to Gabe, letting him know about Henry being missing .

Sam

Sighing when Ruby volunteers, I can’t let he give Gabe that kind of information without support. Come on Ruby, we can reach him from the car.

Ruby

Following behind Sam, I am dreading this call

Dean

We will all be here while you tell him...

Ruby

I look back and give Dean a one finger salute.

Gabe

appearing at home with belle

Donna

I look into your eyes for movement after appearing

Gabe

seeing our babysitting clones rocking and holding their heads muttering to themselves

Donna

but it is short lived!

Gabe

clone one no one said he walked in water and we couldn’t bathe the baby ……

Donna

Ohhhhh dang!!! I go around checking on the kids!

Donna

You’d think they have this down my now!

Clone 2

Antonio ……Antonio….,,Antonio …..Antonio …….

Donna

shakes head!

Clone 3

Angels my ass these things are DEMONS!!

Gabe

Watch yourself

Clone 3

They all take after YOU!!!

Donna

Wow!

Gabe

Thank you

Clone 3

Not a compliment

Clone 2

I need a safe space

Donna

I pick up Jesus! you’re not too bad are ya?

Clone 1

Jesus….Jesus ….aptly named …..

Gabe

Sam did better we need him to baby sit again!

Gabe

making the clones vanish

Donna

I tell 3T to get ready for bed, and hearing my voice he obeys! Lol I do think he will

Gabe

as bell gets the kids ready for bed I hear Ruby & Sam where the hell is HENRY

Sam

Sitting in the car next to Ruby, I try to center myself and connect to Ruby’s direct angel-line energy, I hope that Gabe will get that we are trying to reach out to him.

Donna

I call to the kids who aren’t, to get ready for bed! And starts to take our youngest son into the bathroom for a bath!

Gabe

what’s going on?

Sam

Gabe? Hey, I hate to already be laying something else on you. I’m sure that you and Donna have enough going on there… but I thought you’d want to know. We did a head count outside the High School and we were one short.

Gabe

who did the counting? It wasn’t Dean was it he can only count to 20 and a half completely naked

Sam

No, we all pretty much took a look...

Gabe

and you found him, because, I know none of you want me to show the vengeful god side of me riiiight? hoping for good news

Sam

Henry’s not with us. No one saw anything happen, but we haven’t been able to locate him yet. We all thought that you’d want to know that.

Gabe

we’ll be there in a moment hold onto don’t go anywhere we don’t need anyone else wondering off

Sam

Got it...

Gabe

turning to belle darlin we gotta go back, kiddo wandered off!

Donna

I pop my head back out of the bathroom The what???? Henry? He probably just followed a famous Amos truck down the nearby street.

Gabe

Who else do I call kiddo darlin? Gotta make sure he’s ok, you know I’ll lose my mind if anything happens to him pacing And found pennywise, that kid would hug him! Henry’s gonna float!

Donna

calling into the bathroom! As naked little Jesus starts to circle himself in toilet paper! no don’t make robe out of that, toilet paper is not for that! I look back with a soft soft smile Not quiet getting it! I’m sure he’s okay! But if you want go check on him!…. I’ll take care of the little ones!

Gabe

Ok I’ll go check it out you can stay here ok darlin kissing you softly  back soon

Donna

MISSY ….. make 3T get in bed!!!!

MISSY

Kay mom!

Donna

kisses you softly good luck sweets Jesus! No!

Gabe

I hear that a lot vanishing

Donna

Lol

CREATURE

walks around circling Henry with an evil grin

Henry

what? How am I still alive? ok ok I need to not panic I’m sure everyone is looking for me. what is that thing keeping my eyes on the monster I try to use my telekinesis that’s not working I should pray to them prays to Dad, Crowley and Ruby whoever gets this message I‘m a human statue in the gym on display send help

Ruby

Crowley! Did you hear that? It's Henry!

Crowley

I freeze in my tracks hearing Henry's voice in my head Yes, I heard him. We have to get to the gym. Now!

Gabe

appearing that’s him why is he still in the school? And alone?

Crowley

Pup said he's a human statue. We didn't intend to leave him there.

Sam

Wait, what? You can hear Henry? I didn't hear anything

Ruby

It was in my head

Gabe

He’s praying Let’s go get him heading towards the school fuming  who’s idea was it to let him be in there alone?

Dean

We didn’t know he ran back in

Sam

Can you tell from where? I begin to hope maybe we can just go and get him... then stop myself. When were our lives ever that easy.

Crowley

No one's. We left as a group. He must have fallen towards the back or split off.

Dean

run back towards the school

Crowley

I hurry towards the school just hoping the others follow

Mary

follows

Ellen

follows Dean and crowley back into the school

Gabe

I can hear him

Alex

Follow her team

Patience

following the team

Eileen

I follow after Crowley into the school, always searching for Henry

Dean

run through the halls looking for Henry

Gabe

Careful Dean No idea what’s in here he said he was in the gym Let’s start there

Crowley

What else matters than getting to the gym where Henry is

Dean

slow down and head for the gym

Gabe

Apparently reliving your saved by the bell fantasies

Mary

sees a statue that looks like Henry running past the gym

Dean

I was going to the gym

Gabe

Oh here’s our screech now

Sam

Keeping a watch around us as we move back into the school

Crowley

Saved By the Bell? Really Squirrel?

Mary

Hey Dean. You guys have to see this

Dean

That was Gabe Kinda reminds you of screech doesn’t he? What’s going on mama Winchester?

Crowley

But you're the one reliving it.

Mary

There's a statue that looks like Henry in here

Gabe

I was more a love boat guy 😉

Dean

Yeah yeah

Gabe

What ?!?!?

Dean

A statue you have GOT to be kidding me

Crowley

Mmm M*A*S*H is quite good.

Jo

That statue was r here the first time we came through

Gabe

You know the more I’m around you the more I understand why Noah only took animals on the boat

Ellen

looking around the gym neither were all these creepy ass spiders! I feel like throwing up at the sight of them

Patience

stomping as many spiders as I can oh shit I'd rather fight a monster. still stomping and the sounds of the crunch makes me cringe

Gabe

Really ?

Donna

SPIDER CRAWL ALL AROUND THE STATUE OF HENRY …. AND AS SOON AS THE THEY SEE AND SENSE THE TEAM THEY START TO SCURRY … CRAWL TO YOU ALL!!!

Ruby

Checking out the statue of Henry, I look closer. It looks like solid stone. Giving it a couple of raps with my knuckles, I listen next to the statue

Sam

At Ellen’s announcement of spiders, I jerk around in the direction she indicated and see a huge mass of spiders coming at us. I begin to aggressively smash the ones that get close, all the while mumbling to myself. Spiders, great… really great… eight-legged clowns is all they are… shit! Even with several of us stomping, more keep coming. We gotta get out of here guys!

Crowley

I try to step on the while conjuring a fire ball hoping they'd retreat from the sight.

Mary

looks at the spiders

Ellen

start stomping on spiders

Gabe

stomping on the spiders o knocking them off me I can feel them bite, I slap them off Alex and Crowley’s backs if I don’t get to shoot webs out of my wrists after this I’m going to be pisssed

Alex

Look over ahhh! Stomp on spider

Dean

seeing the spiders coming I start trying to stomp them as they keep coming 8 legged freaks! Fuck! No dont lick them Gabe!

Henry

what is taking everyone so long. I just followed a voice that sounded like sissy. I need to use the bathroom. Look who decided to show up. I’m hungry. random thought sounds this reminds me of that part in the hobbit with the spiders Ruby stop knocking on me before I scream in my thoughts! I’m not a door

Gabe

Maybe they are like psychedelic spiders??? Like the frogs?

Alex

Ahhhh!! Thank bud Scared that was scary I don’t like spiders

Ruby

I look at Gabe and Crowley to see if they heard it too!

Patience

still stomping spiders

Ruby

Gabe

Sam

I can see everyone stomping spiders, looks like we’re doing some weird kind of tribal dancing

Crowley

That's only in the Tobey Maguire ones Gabe I turn and smack one off Ellen Can I light them on fire?

Gabe

looking for this GABE guy

Ellen

kicking a spider off my leg after it bit me

Dean

Ew gross dude! Kill the bastards! stomping as more jump on me I scream loudly I HATE SPIDERS! Stomping the spiders and knocking them off me

Gabe

You’ll light everyone on fire they are everywhere

Ellen

Thanks!

Mary

knocks spiders off and shoots them

Gabe

I heard Henry too, he got scattered brained for a sec though

Sam

jumps as Mom's gun starts firing

Gabe

What the FUCK ELLEN ?!?

Jo

I’m still stomping on spiders!

Gabe

You’re more trigger happy then tweedle de and tweedle dumbass

Crowley

Converge on Henry! I shout watching them

Gabe

That’s Henry in there alright!

Sam

Chooses to think he's talking about Dean and Crowley

Dean

stomp on more spiders trying to get to henry unsure of what we are gonna do

Patience

hearing the shots I dive for cover in a pile of these creepy ass spiders jumping back up stopping the shit out of more of them

Crowley

Who do you think they got it from?

Donna

SPIDERS—-The many many many spiders start to crawl all over the team! And start to bite where everyone they can

Dean

stomping the spiders as they start crawling on me

Gabe

Ok crow I was wrong let’s blow these bastards to hell my hands starting to glow

Sam

I feel a sharp stinging pain on my arm Ouch! and slap a spider off of me. Damnit! We’re not making any headway here!

Jo

Stomping all over the place like a mad woman

Crowley

NO! You could kill Henry! I argue

Alex

Ow! Ow ! Bear yelp scream

Ellen

Ow ow ow!! You little bastards! spiders biting me

Ruby

Becoming concerned I have to ask, "Are they are hurting Henry?"

Gabe

Damn it I really do hate when you’re right

Henry

dad please no screams my thoughts I officially hate spiders

Dean

Their just spiders guys its not that big of a deal I’ve dealt with lots them before OW SON OF A BITCH MITHER FUCKER! As I get bit roo

Donna

THE SPIDERS START TO CRAWL OVER HENRY’S SATUTE!!!

Eileen

ouch! I curse inwardly as a spider bites me. I slap it and it falls off my arm, very very dead

Gabe

are you ok though? Are they biting you

Crowley

I swear in Gaelic as I'm bitten

Jo

As I cock my gun, I start shooting at the gyms floor boards were all the spiders are.

Sam

I don't think they understand that any better than English!

Ellen

Ooooowwwww!! kicking another spider off me

Dean

continue to stomp at the spiders

Gabe

For fucks sake psycho dicing out of the way they’re just spiders not vampires !

Crowley

Well The kid doesn't know what that means."

Henry

I don't think so I can't tell. I can't feel or move just my eyes though

Dean

kicking and stomping at the spiders around henry

Gabe

then you’re safe

Dean

There’s too many! We need to run and come up with a plan!

Sam

I have to agree with Dean on this one We’re not helping Henry by staying here and getting eaten alive!

Gabe

Let’s go!

Dean

head to the door out of the gym

Ellen

yelling to henry well beack for you!! It's gonna be ok!!!

Gabe

starting to burn the ones on the floor RUN!

Patience

kickin' and knocking these little birches off me

Gabe

(attacked by small angry trees)

Sam

Running with the others, I get back to the Charger  and look around for Ruby.

Eileen

(stupid little birches 😂)

Ellen

getting back to my truck

Patience

running with the others to the car

Ruby

I'm right behind you Sam!

Henry

at least get me a cookie please! yells after them. Jeopardy music

Dean

get back to the impala knocking any extra spiders off me before jumping into the car waiting for whoever is riding with me

Mary

Follows to the cars

Crowley

I look back at Henry We'll save you Pup. I promise. I turn and join the others.

Gabe

waiting for the others to get out of the gym I look at Henry once more  we’ll be back kiddo vanishing

Sam

We get in and I drive Ruby and myself back to the Bunker

Eileen

I run to the vehicles and jump in pushing in the clutch, I start the truck and me and jo take off

Mary

gets in the car

Patience

gets in the car

Dean

I drive myself Mary Alex and Eileen and patience back to the bunker

Gabe

appearing in the bunker waiting on the team  I’m their very own heals on wheels

Ruby

Pacing the floor, I wrack my brain, trying to think of some solution for this mess.

Sam

Back at the Bunker I’m starting to feel a little feverish, and I can see red blotches starting to appear all along my arms where I was bitten by the spiders I’ve never had an allergic reaction to a spider bite before, but holding up my arms to show everyone I’m thinking these weren’t ordinary spiders.

Gabe

Sit down, all of you and take hands, hurry

Alex

Feel sweating fever groan I don’t feel good I am hot too hot turn up AC up

Ellen

feverishishly I'm not feeling too hot guys. start sweating

Gabe

Menopause

Mary

feels feverish it feels like I have a fever

Sam

I quickly sit down and take Mom's hand

Gabe

It’s 12 degrees in here and Alex has the flop sweats

Eileen

+uh. yeah not feeling too great.+ feel my forehead +yeah I definitely am a little hot+ I sit in a chair and grab Sam’s hand

Dean

pull into the bunker and head in as I get inside I start to start getting hit as blisters appear on me everywhere I pull my flannel off as I’m too hot

Alex

I am hot I have a fever I sweating I feel dizzy

Crowley

I look at the group unsettled and turn to Ruby Do you have any idea what's going on here?

Gabe

as the others take hands I put my hands on Sam  Shoulders and send power through Sam and into the others healing them

Ruby

I stop pacing and answer Crowley "I've heard of this type of thing happening before during the Revolutionary War."

Sam

Gratefully accepting the Healing offered, I slap Gabe on the shoulder Thanks, once again…

Dean

grab Alex hand

Gabe

Any time Sammy anytime

Sam

Collecting my laptop from my room, I sit at the table and start it up

Eileen

+thank you Gabe+

Mary

sees I'm getting a rash why am I breaking out in a rash

Gabe

Because the healing hasn’t reached you seeing the glowing power hit you  better now?

Alex

Look over Gabe Gabe? Feel dizzy

Mary

Yeah. Thank you.

Gabe

Yeah bear bear? Anytime

Alex

I feel dizzy fever

Jo

I don’t feel well either. And I think I’m Burning up

Dean

slowly start to feel better thanks Gabe

Crowley

I check on Ellen and Eileen while Sam and Ruby research

Gabe

walking over putting my hand on your forehead healing you better?

Ruby

Pulling Charlie's laptop over, I quickly pull up an article, finding just what I need to explain what I'm talking about. "YES! I've found it!!"

Gabe

You got it Deano

Sam

What have you got Ruby

Gabe

looking over at Ruby

Jo

Much. Thanks Gabe!

Alex

Can you heal me?

Dean

What? looking over drinking water

Ruby

"It’s called an 'Anuk-ite'."

Gabe

Of course giving you a hug you get a full blast of healing power

Sam

I quickly add the name into the search program to see what I can find.

Eileen

+I’m good Crow. thanks for checking+

Gabe

Bless you

Alex

Thank you Hugs back

Dean

Come again?

Ellen

I'm alright crow. Thank

Crowley

I nod and turn hearing the name of the creature

Mary

What the hell is that

Ruby

"It’s the oldest shape shifter known that destroys villages and towns through fear and chaos feeding on the fear."

Gabe

The thing is it’s not just that but it can turn you to stone…. Like Henry ….if you just look at it

Crowley

I nod in agreement with Gabe before interjecting They can also mimic the sounds or voices of anyone it’s been in contact with, almost always completely indistinguishable from the person they're pretending to be.

Patience

sitting in the chair I get a vision knocking my ass right out of the chair my head pounding what the fuck

Gabe

turning worried PAY!

Ellen

watching patience being knocked back I rush over to her patience are you ok? What did you see?

Dean

Pay you ok?

Patience

holding my head the anuk-ite has been in contact with All the stinking spiders

Sam

I think we’re going to need to get back there…

Jo

The only one it was in contact with was Henry, so we should be ok.

Gabe

We don’t have time to drive I’ll teleport us there

Patience

grabbing my go bag ready to go fight this son of bitch

Alex

LET GEAR UP!

Ellen

grabbing my gear I'm ready!

Dean

grabbing my duffle seriously?

Alex

Hold on to Gabe

Mary

gets my gear

Crowley

Meet you all back at high School. I vanish from the room

Eileen

+ugh I hate teleporting… I just got over my nausea too.+ grabs a hold of Gabe

Dean

Always with the teleporting

Gabe

Only think of himself figure

Sam

Dean, quit being such a baby... think about Henry in all of this. We said we’d be back for him and we need to get there as fast as possible.

Dean

It wasn’t even that actually

Gabe

grabbing Sam’s jacket and Ellen’s jacket we ALL vanish

Eileen

+Shut it Dean. let’s just go save Henry+

Dean

You even said as we vanish

Gabe

we all appear back at the high school

Dean

as we appear at the school how the hell do we fight something we can’t see?

Gabe

I’ve got a plan Dean

Dean

Really Gabe....what plan that dont get YOU killed?

Gabe

You aren’t going to like it …, I’m heading to the gym you guys heard the anuk-ite my way

Sam

Get it to the gym? Why am I thinking that this doesn’t sound like much of a plan?

Gabe

Just do it Sammy I’ll take it from there

Sam

You better be right about this, I’m not going to be the one to try and explain all this to Donna….

Dean

I’m with Sammy

Gabe

smirking I vanish

Ruby

Shaking my head, I remark "I hate that look. It always means trouble!"

Dean

Great! Just fucking great!

Mary

What do we do

Dean

What we gotta do to get this thing to Gabe

Alex

My suggestion is to spilt up!

Henry

it's on the move. I don't know where though calls out to them with my mind

Crowley

I hear Henry in my mind and turn Squirrel! Hurry, It's on the move!

Dean

I hate the idea of splitting up nothing ever comes good out of it but.    What other options we have? Mom come with me?

Eileen

+I’ll go check out the cafeteria. Alex, coming with?+

Sam

Splitting off from the rest, I walk beside Ruby and the first room we come to is the Men’s Locker Room. Looks as good as any don’t you think? Pulling my gun out, I wait for Ruby to open the door and I lead us into the room with it.

Ruby

Opening the door for Sam, I let him go in first

Ellen

Jo and I will check out the library with jo at my side we go to check the library come on hunny let's go. I put my arm around her

Mary

Sure thing. I don't like the idea of splitting up either

Dean

Always one of the main rules in every horror movie DONT split up! heading down the hall

Gabe

appearing in the gym next to statue Henry  longest I’ve ever seen you in one spot not eating a cookie kiddo

Crowley

I shake my head at splitting the party Come on Pay, let's check out science.

Patience

Right beside Crow

Mary

goes with Dean.

Alex

+Yes ma’am+ walking with Eileen

Henry

let me out! My thoughts are starting to annoy me!begging to be free

Gabe

As soon as we kill this thing kiddo I promise you know I’ll never let anything happen to you . I’d give my life for you . Do you trust me?

Henry

why can't you turn me back? Your God you can do everything

Gabe

Because I have to kill it kiddo . And this isn’t going to be pleasant to watch . I’m sorry

Henry

what do you mean getting scared but can only watch

Gabe

not saying anything the SHINK of my blades being unleashed the only sound

Dean

I continue down the hall slowly

LISA

Dddddddeaan!!!

Mary

follows closely

Dean

LISA! hearing the voice

LISA

ghostly at first! Deaaaan!?! Is that you??? gets for upset down the hall

Dean

Lisa? Where are you??? starts walking faster down the hall

LISA

Hellllp .. Dean! The thing …. It … it…. Took Ben!!!!

Mary

Dean stop. It could be a trick

LISA

This way Dean!!! Help!!!! Room 113!!!! Deannnn!!! HELP!

Dean

Son of. A bitch! LISA! IM COMING! Sprints down the hall keep yelling! run to the sound looking for the room. As I watch the numbers 100....105.....110...111...112...113! I’m coming baby! I open the door and run inside LISA! BEN! tears streaming down my face in worry

ANUK-ITE

eyes glint brightly looking directly at the Winchester turning Dean to stone!

Dean

LI..... As I look at the thing I turn to stone

Mary

Runs into the room

ANUK-ITE

looks to Momma Winchester the instant she enters the room, and turns her to stone too!

Mary

turns to stone as about to pull the trigger

Alex

Tap Eileen +I am hungry I haven’t eat+

Eileen

+yeah seeing all this food makes me hungry too. tell you what bear bear. if we all make it out of this alive, I’ll have Dean make us all steaks.+

Eileen

+why don’t i take the lead now?+

Alex

+That is sound so good Yes ma’am+

Eileen

+since I can’t hear anything the Anuk-ite can’t get to me with a loved one.+

Alex

+Agree+ Smiles

OLIVIA

Mommy!!! MOMMY!!!! Help… I’m scared!!! It���s going to get me mommy!!!

Alex

Suddenly heard Olivia voice turn around Olivia? Princess? Went look for Olivia mommy coming baby Run and see anuk-ite

ANUK-ITE

the instant Alex goes to turn and look for Olivia, it meets Alex’s gaze and immediately turns Alex to stone!

Alex

Turn into stone

Donna

a figure in the distance catches Eileen’s eye! Is that your mother??

Eileen

I keep walking, not even noticing that Alex isn’t with me anymore. I keep a sharp eye out for the monster, but I never see it. I see a sudden movement down the hall, and look up. “Mama?!” as I’m saying that, I think, shit it’s the monster and turn to stone

ANUK-ITE

and with another evil glint, Eileen turns and looks  into the eyes of evil, turning to stone!

Sam

The Locker Room appears to be empty, but I continue to clear the spaces I pass.

Ruby

I take a stance, covering Sam with my glock.

CHARLIE

calling from inside the locker room! Ruby? Sam? Is that you!??

Ruby

Carefully watching everything around us, I hear Charlie. It sounds like she's just outside the locker room. How odd. How did she get there?

Ruby

Charlie? I'm in the locker room. I'll be right there!"

CHARLIE

Hurry! I think found it!

Ruby

Looking around, I don't see her  "Where are you Charlie?" Hearing her to my left, I look over, trying to find her, and suddenly am turned to stone

Sam

Finally, stepping out into the gym area, I turn back to tell Ruby we should probably split up and notice that she’s not behind me. Ruby?

MARY

Sam???! Sam you in here??? from inside the locker room

Sam

Just as I start to retrace my steps, I hear Mom call from across the gym towards the female lockers. Mom? I didn’t see you and Dean come this way, did you find anything?

MARY

Sam?! I’m on here… the ladies locker room! … Sam, … Dean has been turned to stone!! Sam?!?

Sam

Adrenaline floods my system at the mention of Dean being turned. I sprint across the gym floor towards where I heard her voice, but I don’t see anyone. Mom! Where are you?!

Jess

Up here Sam! from above!

Sam

My feet stop on their own, seemingly glued to the floor, at the sound of the new female voice. It’s been a lot of years, but I know that voice. Jess….

JESS

Up here!!

Sam

I look up to the gym ceiling and can see Mom and Jess appear to be plastered against it. My heart is racing and it's hard to breathe, I’ve seen part of this vision in real life before! NO!

Donna

MARY AND JESS FLOAT AGAINST THE TOP THE CEILING AND CATCH ON FIRE!!!! 🔥

Sam

Just as I scream, both of them burst into flames. NOOOOO!!!!!!

ANUK-ITE

GRABS SAM FROM BEHIND AND TURNS HIM, Looking in his eyes… turning the youngest Winchester to stone!

Sam

The stiffening begins at my feet and rapidly runs up my legs. It wasn’t until I couldn’t twist myself away from the sight before me, that this thought pierced my grieving brain and I realized I was becoming…stone.

Ellen

busting in like the kool-aid man through the library doors with my shot gun in front me

Jo

I rush in next to my mom. I’ll go o the left. Mom, you go to the right.

Ellen

Ok hun. Don't believe your ears though. I'll let out a bird call for your attention!

Jo

Ok mom I raise my gun as I head Thru the Children’s section

Ellen

I start heading down the adult section of books when I see a man. I call to him. As he turns I see it's my husband Bill. He looks gray and skinny and DEAD...he starts to blame for letting him DIE! this can't be true! I start to turn and run away

Jo

did I just hear my mom scream Mom! As I go racing to where her voice came from. I see my father and raise my shotgun.

ANUK-ITE

the turns you and looks to you turning you to stone!

Jo

I see my father and raise my shotgun again!

ANUK-ITE

grabs Jo, turning her, looks to her and turns a her to stone!

Crowley

I walk through the halls of the science wing looking in each room Oh look at all those posters. Jobs, Zuckerberg, Musk. Praised as pioneers of their industry, all on the payroll for hell. Cut a deal and reap the rewards as well as more souls sometimes. I push into the next room Oh, Einstein, the rare exception of real talent.

Patience

hearing my grandmother calling and yelling at me for wasting my power Crowley do hear what I hear it's my grandmother Missouri calling out for me and cursing me

Patience

talking to my grandmother grandmother I’ve done the best I can what is you want from me?

Patience

shaking my hand at her Gran how have I wasted my powers? I don't understand worried now that she berated me so much

Crowley

I stand beside Patience watching the woman before hearing her say Pay's consorting with demons I'm no ordinary demon you old crone. I'm the King of Hell

Patience

shit thinking I can't do anything right now she's yelling at me telling me I should not be consorting with demons grandmother I'm not they help us so much.

Lucifer

Are you sure about that pipsqueak? Last I knew, you're just my seat warmer.

Crowley

Turning around I expect to see the taller arch angel sneering down at me

Patience

trying to understand all of this knowing it has to be either some kind of worry vision or apparition.

ANUK-ITE

looking Crowley, turning him to stone

Patience

looks up at grandmother

ANUK-ITE

turns patience to stone!

Patience

standing still pain in my feet moving all up through my body

Crowley

My eyes grow wide as I meet the cold stare of the creature in front of me. It's gaze strikes more fear into my stone heart than the day the hounds came to drag me below. The cold touch of the stone seems to seer into me like the winds of Everest, so slow and yet over in an instant. I'm stone before I even have the chance to scream

Gabe

the last of my teams screams tearing through the core of my very being , every instinct of every fiber of my very being crying out to them , to run to them to save them I force myself to stay put , knowing the only one left between them and being stuck like this forever is making sure I kill this abomination

Henry

Why don't you go help them? You need to do something besides standing here.  thoughts rush through my head of being sick and tired of being stuck

Patience

yelling for Gabe screaming in pain

Gabe

I know what I’m doing kiddo. ignoring the scream as it rips through me

Henry

what do you mean?  really confused

Donna

Sweets Help …. help!!! It’s found me!!! HELLLLLP!!!

Gabe

Belle! How did you … NO! ITS NOT HER !

MISSY

Ahhhhhhhhhhh DADDDDY!!! Helllllppppp ahhhhhhh

Gabe

falling to my knees hearing my first born , our first miracle calling to me every instinct calling out to save my baby , my claws dig into my chest ripping through my shirt my skin, reminding me it isn’t real

ANTONIO

Aggggggggghhhhhh owwwwww …… AGGGHHHHHHHHH

Gabe

tears leaking from my eyes the struggle to hold back the fury , the doubt , the self-loathing tearing me apart with in, the claws dig deeper shredding what’s left of my shirt clinging to my hold on my plan

ANUKITE

raspy voice nearby! llllloook at mmmmmme!!!

Gabe

closing my eyes kiddo I’m going to need your help to fight this thing

Patience

yelling at Gabe this is all your fault

Henry

what do you want me to do?

Anuk-ite

this is all your fault Gabriel. the mightiest of the archangels we have left. you have staked your claim as our new “god”, which makes you all-knowing, yet you know not that your team is falling! you could have saved us all! yet you stand here doing nothing. COWARD. shame on you. we will never forgive you for this. you will live with this on your conscious for the rest of eternity. we will haunt you.. you have murdered us all.

CROWLEY

Wow Gabe just wow. You spent all that time telling me 'You're part of the team.  You're useful. Open up to us and we'll care for you.  I start doing that and when we needed you most, you left us to die for you. Your worse then Lucifer

Dean

Gabe! How could you! I thought you love us! All of us! This family! You turned your back on all of u! I trusted you. You told me not to let you down with protecting this family! I tried so hard to not disappoint and you got us killed! Your fault everything we've been through! You let us die!

Anuk-ite

why did you let this happen!! Why did you kill my family!!!

Gabe

the guilt burning through my lashes from a whip knowing Eileen is right

Gabe

Crowley’s words burning through my veins like hell fire driving the guilt and rage I didn’t ….I didn’t…..Dean…..I’d never *the heart in my chest seeming to be squeezed tighter with every word Ellen …., you… jo … you ATE family *the blood pouring through mg eyes closed red surging through them in waves of a fury like never before NEVER !

Henry

dad? What do you need me to do?  trying to help snap him out of it

Gabe

Henry SPN you tell me where that son of a bitch is so I can END HIM ! with a cry of fury that makes the eruption of volcanic explosion feel like a low rumble, threatening to rip the earth itself apart , I raise my hands , blades gleaming, and shove the cold, hard, sharp , celestial metal through my eyes the cry of pain growing louder, as I feel the sharp deadly metal tear through my eyes, blinding me the blood pouring down my face. I reach down ripping the remains of my shirt, and wrapping it around my dead sightless eyes

ANUKITE

YOU SON OF A…. starts to run right for Gabe!

Gabe

hearing the footsteps rushing towards me I dove out of the way rolling to my feet claws extended back to the anuk-ite  Henry where is he!

Henry

ok I can try to do that but I have no sense of directions watches and tries to figure out where it is buckle up because this a real life version of a video game. To the right hoping to heaven we get out of this alive

ANUKITE

coming from his right going to grab tackle you again!

Gabe

spinning to the right my blades at the ready fighting to ignore the tearing pain in my head I get hit and go down as I can’t move fast enough

ANUKITE

connecting hard as I go to grab for your throat!!

Henry

oh sh- stopping mid-way throat grab

Gabe

turning at the last moment I shove my blade upward through your chest leaning back and pushing with my legs throwing you across the room and against the wall

Gabe

hearing you I jump through the air and bring both blades down towards you

ANUKITE

flies and hits the wall hard, cracking it. Falls to flow. Gets up. Shakes it off and runs at you full steam!

Donna

Floor

Henry

wall straight ahead and a good one too adding on all the details and then stops heading right towards you

Gabe

heading Henry I home my hearing the sound of the anukite approaching I launch myself at the anukite, my blades connecting  for Henry! again Eileen my claws tearing through the anukite SAM! RUBY ! ELLEN! Jo ! my blades flying faster and faster tearing ant the body of the anukite DEAN! ALEX! CROWLEY! My blades thrust your through it jaw, I can feel the tendon drip and the blades pierce the bones of its skull as they rip through the top of its head and I thrust my arm upward ripping its head from its body  and for impersonating My WIFE AND CHILDREN!

ANUKITE

Gatling in blood and pain…. Goes limp… and dies

Henry

its dead good job. Now how long do we wait to come back

Gabe

the death of the anukite making the adrenaline crash out of my body the pain, fury blood and grace loss, the destruction mf my body making me collapse in a heap, a gargled whisper from my lips, SHARKY nearly soundless words  bellllllllle…..

Sam

Suddenly able to move freely, I run back across the gym to find Ruby Ruby!

Ruby

No longer a statue, I look for Sam. Spotting him and tucking my glock into my waistband, I run to him.

Henry

feels myself being free dad!!!  screams louder than I normally do* dad!!! Guys!!!

Eileen

the stone releases me from its cold hard grip, and i turn around to make sure Alex is ok

Sam

You okay? Let’s find the others! Rush with her back the way we came.

Ellen

feeling the statue break around me I start looking for jo jo jo!!! Let's go find the others!

Dean

suddenly I’m able to move again and I run to Mary Mom! checking you over make sure you’re ok then running for the gym where I hear henry scream joining the others

Eileen

I walk into the hallway and see the others running to the gym. I don’t know what’s going on, but I grab Alex’s hand and take off running to find out

Crowley

I feel the stone falling away and sink to my hands and knees shaking some from shock going to patience Are you alright?

Patience

starting to feel again I'm loosening up I make my way to where the rest of the team is

Ellen

seeing the others in the hallway we run to them

Dean

run into the gym seeing Gabe GABE! SHIT! FUCK!!! DAMNIT! SON OF A BITCH!

Henry

screams for the others dad! Please no no no!

Sam

Finding the other’s, I can see that they are gathered around someone on the floor. Gabe!! Dean, what happened?

Ruby

Running over to Henry, I lean over and quickly grab one of Gabe's arms and wait for the others to gather around.

Eileen

I enter the gym, and see Gabe lying in a crumpled heap on the floor, bleeding and motionless. I look around at the others. but.. he can’t be …. can he? I think. I grab his other arm

Dean

How the hell do I know besides he’s fucking hurt I was a pile of rubble fashionably shaped!

Ellen

hope he gets through this and touches his shoulder

Crowley

I grab Patience before warping us back into the gym where the others are and finally stand going briskly over to Henry and Gabe What......he can't be......How?

Dean

Ruby Crowley lets get him back to the bunker!

Patience

No no say he's going to be ok!! We just can't lose him

Alex

Blink look around and look at herself and look up at Eileen +Are you ok+

Ruby

Let's go Crowley. You ready?

Henry

He saved us by stabbing himself and killing the monster blinding. I had to give him directions

Gabe

the Dean statue

Crowley

Of course I kneel beside Gabe and carefully touch his shoulder and grab Ruby's wrist so that we can focus our power together.

Eileen

+I’m ok Alex+

Sam

Putting my hand on Dean's shoulder and my other on Ruby, I wait for the feeling of vertigo that teleporting always gives me.

Dean

EVERYBODY GYM NOW LETS GO!

Ruby

Ok, Crowley let's do this

Alex

(What the heck)

Dean

WAIT NEED ALEX EILEEN JO ELLEN

Alex

Run to gym +Come on Eileen we need to go to gym+

Crowley

Then hurry because building our power like this can't be held long

Dean

Lets do it

Crowley

I close my eyes and focus on the Map Room and warp us there quickly as possible

Dean

soon as we land I grab Gabe with Sam and Ruby’s help we rush Gabe to med bay. I’m worried about him

Sam

Helping to get Gabe into the MedBay, where we get him hooked up to IV’s to replace fluids and monitors to watch his vitals. I clean the wounds on his eyes and apply fresh bandages.

Ruby

Setting sterile gauze and wrappings out on the table, I get alcohol swabs to clean his wounds. I also set out suturing paraphernalia just in case

Patience

going to the bar poor myself a drink

Crowley

I walk to one of the Bunker library's to get some silence as I to attempt telepathically reach Donna

Dean

watch you and ruby grabbing any other things that may be needed i really hope he pulls through. He’s just as much family here as the rest of us and we just CANT lose him!

Eileen

+ok, was it just me or were those visions incredibly real?!+ I sign to Ellen, Jo, and Mary +I mean, what did you guys see?+

Ellen

back at the bunker I'm talking with some of the others about what we saw and what happened I saw Bill.

Ruby

Taking care of some of the lesser cuts with bandages, I suture up the worst, then cover them.

Ellen

What did you see? Mary?

Crowley

Donna, Hello, Donna. Am I getting through at all? Christ this feels stupid I keep trying to extend my mind powers to reach the woman as well as trying her cell

Eileen

+I saw my Mother. I don’t know how I recognized her. I haven’t seen her since I was a baby. she didn’t say anything though. she just .. stood there +

Henry

sits on the couch and waits for donna. I hope he pulls through I don't think anyone will make it if we lose him

Sam

Ruby, he looks bad, I think is the worst I've seen him

Ellen

It's crazy! She made me see Bill And it wasn't very pleasant! mad

Ruby

I placed my hand on his arm "He's Gabe, Sam. He'll pull through this too. We've done what we can. It's up to him now."

Dean

sitting in the med bay no no when we put those blades in him he was about this bad. .. Only this is bad cuz he hadnt stabbed himself in the face when we put him under to put the blades in

Donna

kissing Jesus’s head, as the last of kids finally fall asleep Crowley? the heck? everything okay? why are you calling me? walks out of the littles ones room, closing the door!

Crowley

Sweet hell I finally got through. No, Everything is most certainly not alright. Gabe is, well, he wont wake up...

Patience

pouring myself a drink

Donna

WHAT??? suddenly pops into the bunker right next to Crowley! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!?!? glaring at the king of hell … it was just suppose to be a find Henry trip!!!

Crowley

Yeah, well, it was an ancient monster that turned the entire team to stone. It was a shitshow Donna. It got every single one of us. He.....it was taunting us. My guess is it was pretending to be you, or the kids

Henry

I was a statue I'm sorry starting to feel guilty he will pull through like he always dose

Crowley

I turn and shake my head Pup, No. This wasn't your fault.

Donna

Temperature growing, not really listen half way through! Turns looking around* where is he? My ArchAngel! It’s not your fault Henry! looks around! where?? Med Bay??

Crowley

Donna you shouldn't.....He wouldn't want you to see him like this. I try to block her way to the med bay.

Henry

But you are angry let's try to calm down  not knowing how to calm someone so I end up sitting there awkwardly

Donna

eyes flash white! Crowley move! I’ve seen him burnt to a crisp!! Used a pin cushion bleed out grace and blood all over the place! …. I seen him ever way! ….., MOVE!

Crowley

But the shock could risk the babies Donna

Donna

hairs start to float CROWLEY!!!!!!

Crowley

DONNA!!! I shout back spitefully

Donna

eyes start turn bright white! Crowley …. MOVE!!!!

Sam

Hears the shouting and comes out form the MedBay Hey, let's all calm down, huh?

Ruby

Once Gabe is stable, I head out with Sam to the others.

Sam

Donna... We’ve done all that I we can think of for him. I hate to not be able to give Donna better news He’s going to have to take it from here. But Donna, he’s strong and has a lot of reasons to fight… 28 counting you and then all of these 12 new ones to come… I realize I’m rambling and just shut up and squeeze her arm

Ruby

Donna, we all know Gabe's too stubborn to die. I give her an encouraging smile.

Dean

follows Sam grabbing a bottle of whiskey out of the cabinet

Donna

vanishes

Patience

taking a seat

Henry

There she goes let's hope she's doesn't harm anything grabs a plate of cookies

Crowley

I walk over to Dean and pluck the bottle from Dean and starts to chug

Donna

appears in the appears in med bay, my hair stops floating …. My eyes back to normal… I run to my loves side …. Tears in my eyes grabbing his hand! no no no  no no!!!! We had a deal no dying!! … noooooo holding you hand tight I start to cry! god damn it!!!!

Dean

grab a bunch of beers and other drinks from the fridge and carry everything into everyone passing them all out

Ellen

grieving seems to be never ending is all I could think as I think about what that bitch did to me and the others. And what she caused Gabe to do to himself thanks Dean. I take the drink from him barley noticing he handed me a drink just lost in my thoughts

Sam

Accepts the beer from my brother Thanks, Dean I twist off the cap and sit down at the map table thinking that all we can really do now is wait.

Eileen

I accept the beer from Dean and take a seat by Alex. +thanks Dean+

Alex

Look up guys! I have vision of Olivia I heard her

Eileen

+bear bear what did you see? or hear+

Patience

taking a beer from Dean and I hang my head thinking this can't be it Gabe has just got to pull through

Alex

+I heard Olivia my princess I saw her+

Patience

Thanks Dean you're One of a kind

Eileen

+aw. I’m sorry bear. that’s sooo dumb that the monster could make us see and hear people we love+

Henry

I hope he wakes up  takes a sip

Alex

+Right and I will always protect my children+

Eileen

+that’s good Bear bear. you’re a great mama bear to your babies+

Alex

Smiles

Dean

it sit the rest of the drinks on the table they are here if anyone else wants anything. I take my bottle of whiskey grabbing a glass thinking Lisa and Ben and the fact the thing used them against me even more reason as much as it hurts, to keep them out of this life, then now Gabe.... Why.... Everything he does for us...all of us. He’s done a hell of a lot for me too why is he the one laid up right now?

Crowley

Crowley lurks in the corner having an existential crisis. Everyone else saw someone they care about deeply. Often someone with a romantic or deep familial connection with. What does him seeing Lucifer mean?

Eileen

I hope that Gabe will make it thru the night… I’ve never seen him this bad off, and I can only hope that having Donna nearby helps him. I hope he can feel her presence.

…………………………………………………………..

1. Alex, Sam, Donna, Mary, Dean, Eileen, Jo, Ruby, Ellen and Sam are celebrating the fact the ghost riders are gone. Jo and Ellen saying they’re ready to head back to the bar and asking if everyone wants to join them to celebrate getting Sam, Ruby, and Alex Back as well as vanquishing the ghost riders. Donna and Gabe say they are heading home but they’ll catch the others later they have to get back to the kids before the clones get torn apart and they vanish. The rest of the team starts to climb into their vehicles when Eileen notices that Henry is missing. Crowley becomes concerned telling them they need to find Henry. The team seems confused about Crowley being so confused about someone other than himself. Sam comments and Dean tells them to fan out. Ellen tells the team they should probably reach out and let Gabe know that Henry is missing. The team looks at each other each saying they don’t want to be the one to tell Gabe, they know it won’t go well. Finally relenting Ruby reaches out to Gabe letting him know about Henry being missing.

2. Donna and Gabe arrive home finding the place a mess, the clones pulling their hair out and rocking back and forth on the couch muttering to themselves about Jesus, 3, and Zack. Donna checks to make sure they are ok when Gabe here’s Sam. A quick conversation between Gabe and Sam ensues with Gabe telling Sam he’ll be there. Donna asks what’s going on and Gabe explains. Donna tells Gabe to go and she’ll take care of the house. Gabe asks if she’s sure and Donna tells him that everything is likely fine. Henry is likely either chasing a cookie truck down the street or got lost in a bakery somewhere hiding eating all the goodies. Gabe tells her she’s probably right and he’ll be back after they find Henry. Gabe vanishes.

3. Henry realizes he can’t move at all but is somehow still alive. As he watches the hideous beast walk around him, he tries to use his telekinesis but nothing happen. Quickly reaching out to Gabe, Crowley, and Ruby hoping one of them can hear him . He tells them where is in the high school gym.

4. Crowley and Ruby hear Henry just as the Gabe appears. Crowley and inform the others and as one they head into the school Henry calling out for help spotting them. Mary spots a statue that looks just like Henry. Jo tells them that the statue wasn’t there the last time they were in the school and Alex agrees. Ellen looking around the gym says that neither were all these spiders. All but Ruby turn to find an army of spiders crawling towards them. Jo, Ellen, Patience, Gabe, Alex, Sam and Crowley try to stomp on the spiders as Ruby checks out the statue of Henry. Solid stone. Knock on the statue Ruby Crowley and Gabe can hear Henry scream telling Ruby to stop. They are shocked to find that the statue IS HENRY!

5. The spiders start to crawl over the team. Alex, Jo, Ellen and patience crying out as they’re bitten. Dean tells them it’s just spiders and not to worry, then he’s bitten and curses. Gabe Sam Eileen and Crowley are bitten shortly after. The team wants to stop them and tries but they swarm over Henry the statue. Gabe’s about to blow them to smithereens when Crowley tells him to stop he could blow up Henry. Ruby asks if they are hurting Henry as the others stomp and kick at the spiders Jo using her shot gun to blow holes in the floor of the gym to kill spiders. Dean tells everyone to run Ellen telling Henry they’ll be back for him. Making it to their cars the team rushes back to the bunker.

6. Getting back to the bunker, the team heads in Gabe does his best to heal the team as Ruby paces the floor. Alex, Jo, Ellen, Eileen, Dean, Mary and Sam all getting fevers and rashes from the spider bites Crowley asks what Ruby is thinking. Ruby says she’s heard of this type of thing happening before during the revolutionary war. Healed Sam pulls out his laptop as the others grab drinks sitting around the table wondering what to do about Henry. With a shout of triumph Ruby says she found it! Sam asks her what it is, and Ruby explains it’s an anuk-ite. Mary asks what the hell that is and Ruby explains it’s the oldest shape shifter known that destroys villages and towns through fear and chaos feeding on the fear. Gabe speaks up stating that one look at it can turn you to stone. Crowley adding that it can mimic the sounds or voices of anyone it’s been in contact with. Jo mentions the only one it’s been in contact with is Henry so they should be ok. Patience is struck by a vision knocking her out of her chair. Rushing to help her, Ellen asks what she saw and Patience tells them it was the spiders. The anuk-ite has been in contact with them all. Sam says it sounds like they’re going back. Alex tells everyone to grab their gear Gabe tells them theirs no time to drive. He’ll teleport them. Dean starts to argue but Sam tells him to shut up. Eileen agrees. The team gears up and Gabe teleports them to the high school.

7. Appearing at the high school. Dean asks how they fight something they can’t see. Gabe tells him he has a plan, but they aren’t going to like it. He’s heading to the gym, their job is to get than anuk-ite to him. Sam makes sure he’s not doing anything stupid. They don’t want to have to explain it to Donna. Gabe just grins and vanishes. Ruby tells them all she hates that look it means trouble.

 8. Alex suggests that they split up. Henry calls out that it’s on the move using his mind and Crowley hearing them calls for them to hurry. Dean doesn’t like splitting up but agrees it’s the best way. Dean and Mary head down one hallway. Alex, and Eileen head into the cafeteria. Ruby and Sam take the locker room. Jo and Ellen take the library. Crowley and patience take the science wing. The team spreads out.

9. Gabe appears next to Henry’s statue and can hear Henry begging to be let out. Gabe promises him he’ll have him out soon. Henry asks why he can’t just save him and turn him back. Gabe explains the anuk-it’s has to die for him to be released. Henry tries to ask Gabe what he’s going to do. Gabe only lets his claws out.

10. As Dean and Mary head down the hallway, Dean hears Lisa’s voice calling to him saying the anuk-ite took Ben. Running towards the voice Mary tries to stop him. As Dean enters the room, he’s face to face with the anuk-ite and turns him into a statue. Mary hearing her son scream rushes in aiming at the anuk-ite, it’s turns to her turning her to stone before she can pull the trigger.

11. Alex tells Eileen she’s hungry she hasn’t eaten and looking at all the food reminded her. Eileen tells her if they get through this, they’ll have dean make them steaks. Eileen stops Alex and tells her she’ll lead the way. Alex asks why and Eileen tells her that since she’s dead the anuk-ite can’t mess with her. Alex agrees. Suddenly Alex hears Olivia’s voice calling for her mommy. She turns around to look for Olivia and finds the anukite immediately turning to stone. Not hearing it Eileen keeps going until she sees her mom from a distance startled she looks up to see the Anuk-ite being turned to stone.

12. Sam heads into the locker room with Ruby covering him. Ruby heard Charlie calling out from outside of the locker room. Finding it odd Ruby calls back wondering how she got there. Heading out of the locker room Ruby calls for Charlie asking where she is. Charlie calls right here from her left. Looking over Ruby is turned to stone. Sam turns to see Ruby missing then hears Mary call out from further in the locker room. Sam calls out asking why she isn’t with dean and Mary calls back dean got turned. Sam runs towards her voice and not seeing her asks where she is. Hearing jess’ voice say up here. Sam looks up to see Jess and his mother burst into flames. Sam cries out the anuk- ite grabbing him from behind and turning Sam towards him Sam immediately turns to stone.

13. Jo and Ellen kick in the library doors there shot guns out in front of them. Jo says she’ll go to the left as Ellen goes right. Ellen warns her not to believe her ears. She’ll let out a bird call to get her attention. Jo agrees heading into the children’s section. Ellen takes the adult section and as she looks she sees a man she calls out and as the man turns she sees it’s her husband bill. He turns towards her his skin gray and rotting blaming her for letting him die. Ellen says it’s not true she turns to run as the dead image of her husband rushes her and runs into the anuk-ite being turned into stone. Hearing her mom yell out jo rushes over seeing her father she raises her shotgun. The anukite turns to her turning her to stone.

14. Crowley looks around the labs making jokes about guys like bill gates and Steve’s jobs being considered geniuses when in reality they all cut deals. Patience asks him about it when she hears her grandmother. Turning she sees Missouri standing there. Missouri berating her for wasting her powers and consorting with demons. Crowley pipes in correcting her that he’s the king of hell. Suddenly Lucifer’s voice is heard behind Crowley asking if that’s so as patience tries to explain to her grandmother she’s doing what she thought was best. As Crowley turns, he sees not Lucifer but the anukite and is turned to stone. Missouri grabs Patience turning her telling her she’s disappointed in patience and she deserves what she gets. Patience looks up tears in her eyes seeing the anukite and gets turned to stone.

15. Hearing the last of the teams’ screams, tearing through his soul wanting to run and help them, Gabriel forces himself to stay put. Henry asking why he doesn’t help them. Gabe only tells him he knows what he’s doing. Suddenly Gabe hears Donna’s voice pleading for help. Followed by Missy screaming in pain and 3t yelling out in agony. Gabe refuses to look and the anukite yells for Gabriel to look at him. Closing his eyes Gabe tells Henry he’s going to need his help as the anukite takes on the voices of the team telling Gabe their deaths are his fault, he could have saved them. (everyone take turns guilting Gabe) Gabe blocks them out only hearing Henry ask what he needs to do and Gabe tells him he’ll need to know where the anukite is. Henry asks what he means and Gabe taking a deep breath shoved his blades into his eyes blinding himself and letting out a scream that shakes the earth.

16. The anukite and Gabe fight with Henry giving Gabe directions as to where the anukite is. (free run for a bit until Gabe kills the anukite)

17. They all are released from their statuesque states - including Henry. Henry runs to Gabe screaming for the others. The team gathering themselves finds Gabe unmoving in the gym  Dean tells Ruby and Crowley to grab Gabe and the team coming together vanishes with Gabe Crowley and Ruby.

18. Arriving back in the bunker Dean Ruby and Sam rush Gabe to Med Bay. Crowley reaching out to Donna telling her what’s going on and that Gabe won’t wake up. Donna vanishes leaving clones behind. Appearing in the bunker, she tries to head to Med Bay but Crowley and the others tell her she doesn’t want to see Gabe that way. Patience gets her a drink as Henry and Alex comfort her. Mary, Eileen Ellen and jo talking about how real the visions seemed and discussing what they saw. Soon Dean, Sam and Ruby appear from Med Bay. Donna demands to know how Gabe is as Dean goes to grab a bottle of whiskey. Sam says they’ve done all they can and now it’s up to Gabe. Ruby tells her they all know Gabe’s to stubborn to die. The team sits, Dean handing out drinks to everyone and they drink their drinks silently lost in their own thoughts.

[allzelemonz]

Colors: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘man’, ‘boy’, and dresses masculinity Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Near sexual encounter, language Warnings: Admiring each other, kissing, references to sex, Micah being possessive in a loving way, sharing clothes, the etiquette of cowboy hats but it’s gay Summary: Micah really can’t think straight when you wear his colors, let alone his clothes.

The rush of wind on your face hits all at once as you face forward in your saddle again. The law is gone now, fallen behind, and you can focus on keeping pace with Micah and Baylock. You holster your weapon as you follow them into the trees and dismount in the safety they provide. Micah chuckles as he comes over to you, placing one hand on your waist while the other pulls your mask from your face. He pulls you in by the thin red fabric to kiss you, letting his hand move to hold your face as his lips attack yours in the rush that comes on from a successful robbery.

He looks over your face when he pulls away, his hand going back to your mask to run the fabric between his fingers as he hums. “Quite a color on ya, darlin’. I like it.”

“That right?”

Micah lets a lopsided grin cover his face. “Ain’t sure if I wanna stare at it er rip it off…” He trails his hand down to your chest, covered by a familiar black dress shirt. “Yer still missin’ somethin’.”

You admire him as he does you. Micah is certainly the possessive sort, the kind to claim what is his without apology. Usually it takes the form of protectiveness and public displays of his intimate affections, but it’s also making sure you look like you’re his. That means wearing his colors, sometimes his clothes. You have no problem with it, especially in moments like this when he looks at you like he wants to take in the dirt without a care in the world. He bought you the bandana, it’s his shirt you’re wearing, but he still thinks there’s room for more. So, in a fluid motion, he swats your hat off of your head and replaces it with his own.

Micah steps back, admiring you as you adjust his hat to fit properly on your head. It’s not the first time you’ve worn it. He came onto you, like he does with many people, but you took his hat off of his head. Not in the way most men would, to irritate him and start a fight, but to carefully put it on yourself and give him a look that made his breath hitch. So seeing the sight again makes him feel just the same way. You settle it crooked, like he does, and meet his stunned eyes. The implications of taking a man’s hat are clear, but Micah just wants to look at you.

There you stand, wearing his usual colors. His shirt, his hat, a bandana around your neck that he bought you. He can feel that growing need as shivers shoot through him, but he doesn’t want to take a single thing off of you. He wants to stare at you like this forever. You are so undeniably his that he can’t believe it’s true, but when you smile at him he’s reminded that he is also yours. He may have you clad in defining clothes that hide marks he’s made all over your skin in moments of passion, but you have him so completely subdued. That’s why he doesn’t move an inch when you pick up your hat and carefully place it on his head. He watches you every inch of the way and his chest tightens when he can feel the snug grip around his skull.

“Shit…” He mutters, mind racing at what he really wants to do with all of this.

He wants you, he really wants you. He doesn’t care if he takes you against a tree or you take him down in the dirt, he just wants to feel you. But he doesn’t want to ruin this. The intimacy of this moment is different from any he’s ever had. It’s belonging, it’s care, and it’s such a new feeling to Micah that it scares him a little. He doesn't want it to stop. So he’s glad when you step back instead of pulling him closer because he couldn’t have held it in if you had.

“Y-Ya look real nice…” Micah finds himself lost as you tilt your head, hiding your face with his hat just like he does.

“Wow, Micah.” You chuckle. “Not going soft, are you?”

Micah shakes his head, trying to get a thought that isn’t you to the front of his mind and hiding his red face from you. “Watch it, cowpoke.”

“I love you, even if you are.”

Micah snorts when he laughs. “I ain’t soft.”

“Look at me then.” You say, taking a step closer to him. “If you’re not yellow.”

He looks up, fast, and is met with a devilish smile on your face. “Ya tryin’ ta start something, darlin’?”

“With you? Of course.” You shrug, turning to your horse. “A race. To the hotel in town”

Micah gazes at you for a moment, your sheer audacity hitting all of the right places. “I love ya, but I ain’t losin’ just ‘cause ya look nice in my stuff.”

“Whatever you say, Micah.”

“Damn right, whatever I say.” He pulls himself onto Baylock and turns towards the road. “I win and yer in fer quite a night, cowboy.”

“Promise?”

Micah grins, taking off before you can start anything properly. You follow behind as closely as you can, not really wanting to win this time anyway.