#walker texas ranger

[padaleckigallery]

Walker - 2.17 Torn

[mysharona1987]

Texans when they get thrown under the bus for being dumbass hicks.

Because Israel have to justify bombing colleges. Hey, Palestinians, like Texans are dumb and don’t need an education anyway!

[immodestly-marina]

Looking for something...?

(psst... so is Sammy, see how he's looking <3. around with his dumb lil' flashlight?)

Here's my masterlist, where you can find all things Sammy :)

Anything marked with * includes mature themes (smut), you have been warned!

SFW Sam Winchester Headcanons - What Sam would be like as a boyfriend (Alphabet hcs), very lovey dovey, Sammy's a cutie, Soft golden retriever coded

Taking care of a sleepy and drained Sammy - Sam needs some love and care after a particularly stressful hunt, fluffy and whumpy

Syncope - Where reader faints after an injury, Sam and Dean panic because god forbid they think rationally, Sam takes care of you like the gentleman he is

*You Ruined It :( - Sammy being so riled up from just your hand palming his jean covered cock, only for you to ruin the orgasm he'd been longing for

*Needy Sammy - Riding Sam into the floor after a hunt as he begs you to fuck him

*So Soaked - Soulless Sam coaxes you to sleep with him to pass time, completely unfazed by you cheating on his brother with him

*Prettiest thing - (Transfem) Sam thought she'd lost you on a hunt, you show your gratitude and appreciation for each other by riding her on an old motel chair

*Wet! Wet! Wet! - (Boypussy) Sam is hesitant to try something new in bed, initially nervous when the words "Do you wanna try riding my face?" leave your mouth

*Lick you like a lollipop - Spending V-Day with Sam's face buried between your legs

Will be updated with each work!

[e1izaaxkles]

The prettiest sight to him

Synopsis: mirror sex with Jared, based on how he gets teased for loving his reflection

Warnings: Pure smut, p in v, nicknames but no y/n.

Pairings: Jared Padalecki x afab!reader

My requests are open!

Minors do not interact!!!! You will be blocked!

You had just bought a full body mirror for your room, immediately taking a picture and sending it to Jared. He hearts the picture, replying with;

"You're so pretty, baby. I love you."

Of course, you had to reply with telling him thank you and that you love him too, he let you go shopping without any restraint of how much you could spend.

He gets home, immediately coming to your shared bedroom. He's tensed, he's been thinking about everything he could do to you in front of that mirror since you sent him a picture of you in one of your cute new outfits.

You're sitting on your bed, laying on your stomach. You look up from your phone, smiling when you see him. His jaw is clenched which makes your eyebrows furrow in confusion. "Jared, are you okay?" You ask, your smile faltering. He comes and sits beside you, his hand coming to rest on the back of your thigh.

"Yeah, I've just been thinking."

"About what?"

"About you, in front of that mirror, on your hands and knees with me behind you."

A pink hue of blush rises on your face, not knowing what to say. His hand goes back and forth on the back of your thigh, leaning down to kiss you softly on the cheek. "So?" He starts. You nod slowly, then eagerly, moving to sit in front of the mirror which makes him chuckle.

"You're such a good girl for me." He praises as he stands, moving over to stand before you. You look up at him with big, doe eyes, your cheeks still pink with blush.

There's a devious grin on his face before he licks his lips, his hand threading into your hair. His hand leaves your hair, and he silently tells you to strip, his face looking down at you expectantly.

You nod, standing up and immediately stripping eagerly. The grin that was on his face comes back when you get on your hands and knees, your glistening pussy on display for him.

His middle finger comes to circle your clit, an airy moan leaving your lips. His finger leaves your clit, his hands working to get his belt off. Once its off he throws it aside, taking off his shirt. He throws that aside as well, taking off the rest of his clothes.

You watch him in the mirror, admiring his every move. He lines himself up with you, pushing the tip in, making you moan out. He smirks when he hears this, his hand going to your back. His other hand goes to your hip, his grip hard.

He pushes in a little bit more, a louder moan leaving your mouth. His hand moves to grip your hair, making you look at him in the mirror.

"Look at me while I fuck you, I want your eyes on me."

You nod the best you can, looking into his eyes that are dark with lust. His hand that isn't in your hair moves to circle your clit, making you writhe as he starts to thrust in and out of you.

"Jared- please."

"What're you beggin' for sweetheart?" He asks, a smirk on his face.

"Faster." You whine.

His smirk grows into a wicked grin as he begins to thrust faster, some quiet moans leaving his lips as moans leave yours.

"Look at your reflection. Look at how gorgeous you are. So fucking gorgeous when I'm fucking you like this. So pretty for me, and only for me." He says, his hips stuttering showing that he's close.

"Fuck, Jared, m'gonna-"

"Go ahead, sweetheart. You've been so good for me." He cuts your sentence off, licking his lips.

You cum on his cock, a loud moan leaving your mouth as his pace doesn't slow down, his grip on your hair only tightening which makes you whine. His hips stutter one last time before he cums inside you, a groan leaving his mouth.

His hand leaves your hair as he pulls out of you, watching your mixed orgasms drip from your pussy. He picks you up bridal style, taking you to the bathroom. He lays you on the counter, walking over to the bathtub and starting it, making sure the temperature is just right.

Once the tub is full, he turns it off, walking back over to you and picking you back up. He puts you in the water before getting in with you. He cleans you up, drying you off and draining the tub once you're done. He picks you back up and carries you to the bed, getting out some clothes for you and him.

Once you're changed, he pulls you under the covers with him, holding you in his arms.

"I love you." He whispers, kissing your forehead.

"I love you too." You whisper back before you fall asleep in his arms.

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[jamjjamm]

CORDELL WALKER

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One of the advantages of engaging with old and old-ish media is the way it gives you perspective on the shifting of political discourse, and the current day weaponization of rage-bait by certain despicable pundits.

This week I had a pretty severe episode of dizziness and was basically bed-bound. On Wednesday I tried to watch the 1979 Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy and I was understanding none of it, so I switched to Walker Texas Ranger because it showed up in my search, and I used to watch it when I was a kid and it was aired on open tv in my country.

I remembered it as being a very 'Murica, Traditional ValuesTM sort of show, and I don't think anyone would have ever called it a liberal device or anything like that. And yet as I was rewatching I couldn't help but think how many choices on this show would be framed by someone like Ben Shapiro if it was airing today. Cfr.

The main cast being composed of a biracial man, a woman, a black man and an indigenous man.

On the pilot, Walker bonds with a rape victim over trauma (his parents were murdered in front of him when he was a kid by drunken white supremacists)

The following episode Alex makes an impassioned speech about how hard it is to be a woman in her job, and how she cannot go into hiding or ask for special protection like others would because it would allow people to call into question her ability to do the job because she is a woman.

Later on a paralytic woman saves the day in a hostage situation and Walker and her briefly date

The following episode spins around dismantling a Christian cult

A few episodes later one of the main players is a young woman determined to see justice for her father, whom she is convinced was murdered and did not die on a drunken driving incident. Walker has a heart to heart conversation with his uncle about why he is attracted to determined, independent, stubborn women, and the conclusion is that they are very much worth engaging with because of those character traits.

That's 14 episodes into the series. And I don't think any of this was in any particular way considered as anything other than run-of-the-mill tropey stuff back when this aired, or as shoving politics down anyone's throats. Someone would say framing is everything, and tbh, it makes you think about the framing and codes rage-bait pundits use to reap engagement from audiences, and how it creates a vicious circle of radicalization (which ties back to what I was saying at the top of the post).

I don't know if I'm explaining well what I'm trying to say about people being radicalized into positions they would have not held 20 or 30 years ago, and how loud the most extremist positions are because of social media amplification, so, hm, try to be kind to this post XD

Another striking example is how tech is framed in the series. Walker, as the most Traditional Man's Man character is very dismissive of new tech, and thinks old fashioned police work remains the best. Trivett, a guy from Baltimore who is very fashionable and hip is all for adopting cutting-edge tech into their work. The series as a whole narratively sides with Walker time and time again. Which is a reminder that distrust of big tech was at the time uncontroversial in a traditional mindset. This right now is a strange innovation (yes, fascist governments like Franco's Spain were technocratic, but we are talking within the frame of the US ideological landscape).

These are my not very well organized thoughts on this, and I'm sharing them because I think it's worth thinking about.

[padaleckigallery]

Walker - 2.16 Champagne Problems

[deanwinchestersgirl8734]

Someone should add the new characters

[justwhisperingfantasies]

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Square Filled: Free Space

@alphabetquest

Prompt: Keep Quiet

Pairing: Young Cordell Walker x Young O.C

Warnings: Drinking, Smut (ish), Losing Virginities, Fluff

Summary: There's never nothin like the first time.

Special Thank To @copperboom82 My Forever Beta Bestie 🫶

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“I think you’ve had enough darlin’.” Cordell teased.

She jumped up off the lowered tailgate, kicking the dirt as she took a couple steps “Come dance with me Cordi,” she shouted as her hips started to sway.

He smiled as he stood. “You gotta keep quiet,” he warned. “Your daddy will kill me if he catches us.” staggering over to her, mind hazy, maybe he had enough too.

He wrapped his arms around her as he approached, her hands resting on the nape of his neck.

“You’ll call right?” Her brown eyes gazed up at him, glistening a little more than usual.

“Every day.”

“Promise?”

“I Promise,” he guaranteed as he dipped his head, tasting the sweet hint of watermelon as he captured her lips in his.

Her fingers twisted in his hair, deepening the kiss, he heard a little whine as he pulled her body close to his.

Giggles erupted as she stumbled, trying to walk backwards over the uneven farm ground. She hopped up on the tailgate again once the back of her thighs hit it.

Grabbing the lapel of his jean jacket she pulled his lips back to hers, she guided his hand to her chest, whimpers echoed into his mouth as his hand started to knead.

She scooted back into the truck bed, resting her head on the pillow as she laid in the makeshift bed he'd crafted for them.

He climbed in as she gestured with her finger.

“I love you Cordell,” she told him as he loomed over her.

“I love you too,” he breathed

He felt her breath hitch as she bucked her hips, making their jeans rub against each other.

His hips started to roll making a wave of heat pool in his stomach. Soft coos floated around them as he trailed kisses down her neck.

Her hands gripped as his sides, drawling him closer as the pace of the friction increased, pleasure rippled through his veins as he moaned into the crook of her neck.

“Cordell,” she whined, bringing his attention back to her face. “I'm ready.” She whispered.

“Baby, are you sure?” he asked, searching her eyes for any doubt.

“Yes, I'm sure.” He reassured him. “Do you have a-”

“Uh. Yeah. Yes.” He stammered cut off her words. “I have one.”

He rose to his knees, spreading the spare blanket over her bottom half once it was exposed.

The silver wrapper gleamed in the moonlit when he pulled it out of his pocket. She giggled as his finger fumbled, making him smile. He made sure the thin layer was secure as he rolled it on.

He hovered over her, still searching her eyes, she nodded giving him one more confirmation.

A tear rolled out of her eye as he pushed in.

He stopped. “Hey, you ok, sweetheart?” he asked as his thumb wiped away the glistening trail.

“It hurts a little.” She murmured.

Her hands caught him as he started to push up. “No Cordi, I swear it's fine. Keep going.”

She smiled at the memory, sitting in the parking lot of the bar they used to sneak into, almost 30 years later.

With a deep breath she reached for the door handle.

Her eyes skimmed over the walls as she walked in. The interior has changed quite a bit, but the feeling she had was exactly the same.

She walked up to the bar, finding a cowboy kneeled down, tinkering with something underneath the counter. Completely unaware of her presence.

“Hey cowboy, you got any moonshine back there?”

Cordell looked up his face beamed as he realized, it was her.

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One Time Thing: Cordell Walker x Reader (NSFW)

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Walker makes love to you in front of the fire, his hands chasing all over your skin as the glow from the flames illuminates you, in the midst of all the shadows. You’re the first woman he’s been with since his wife died and even then it was never like this with her. She was always calm and steady, the soothing flow of water over a rocky stream bed. You, you’re raw, you’re passion, you’re heat. Everything that Walker should be avoiding but that’s the problem with him, he doesn’t run from danger, he rushes right into it.

His Mama tells him, it’s both a blessing and a curse.

His mouth covers yours, stifling your ecstasy as your thighs tighten around his hips, drawing him deeper. You’re close now and so is he, the pleasure sears through his synapses as he moves harder, faster, his cock raking over that filthy little spot deep inside you, the one that makes you call his name.

He chases your release, the hitched breathing, the throaty moans. He’s never heard God invoked so many times outside of a church, not until tonight with you. When you come you take him with you, the euphoria erupting though his veins like an IED, blasting through his senses like a wildfire as he spills himself inside you.

His forehead comes to rest upon yours, his lips brushing over the corner of your mouth as he murmurs.

“This is just a onetime thing right? I can’t make any promises, I can’t give you more than that.”

He means it, he’s struggling enough as it is. His job, his family, his life back here, he barely has his feet underneathe him. He doesn’t need an extra responsibility. He doesn’t need a girlfriend, someone else to fail or disappoint.

“Yea.” You mumble as your fingertips trail over the scars etched into his back and he sinks back into you. “Just one night.”

It doesn’t stop at just one night, in fact it doesn’t stop at all.

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