#walker yellowstone x reader

[bullet-prooflove]

Could I request Yellowstone boys looking after a drink significant other please?x

Ryan is probably the one that got you in trouble in the first place and he assumes complete for responsibility for that. He's the one giving you a piggy back if your feet hurt or carrying you from the truck to the house because you took your shoes off in the car. You always get a little frisky and Ryan's always a gentleman, kissing your fingertips and telling you tomorrow, when your sober. He tucks you into bed, kisses your forehead before collecting your shoes and any miscellaneous items of clothing you’ve slung around and making sure they’re in a place you can find them.

Travis thinks you’re fucking adorable when you’re drunk. It doesn’t happen often but when it does he’s there for it. You always get super affectionate, flirty and silly and he loves it. Gives you entire attention even if you are chatting shit. Travis is very protective and keeps an eye on you, not because he doesn’t trust you but because he’s spent years on the rodeo circuit and he knows assholes, hell he’s been that asshole. Anyone shows to much of an interest, he’s literally getting between the two of you and telling that fella you’re taken and to fuck off.

When the two of you get home, he helps you get into one of his t-shirts and climbs into bed alongside you. You spend the night curled up against him as his fingers comb through your hair.

Rip’s experience of drunks before you was Beth. You are far more easy to handle. You’re a lot more controlled and don’t go completely off the rails. When Rip is picking you up, he always requests that you stay inside the bar because he hates the thought of you being out in the cold, and he also knows that bad things happen to woman in dark parking lots.

When he steps inside he usually watches you for a minute. If your dancing, he’s coming over to join you before he takes you home, if a guy’s anywhere near you he’s stepping in to protect his territory. He has no chill when it comes to you.

When he gets you in the truck, he has the music low because he knows you like to sing a long and the heating on because it gets cold. He asks you about your night, if you had fun.

In the house he makes you drink some water, give you a snack and tucks you into bed before making sure the house is completely locked up and joining you.

Walker thinks you're the cutest thing. The two of you dance and sing together in the parking lot, he doesn't give a shit who sees, he just likes having you in his arms. Let's you wear his hat because he thinks you look adorable in it.

The dancing continues at home and ends up with the two of you falling you asleep on the couch together, Walker singing you to sleep.

Kayce is all smiles when he comes to pick you up especially if it looks like you’re having a lot of fun. He drapes one arm around your shoulders and kisses your temple.

“Oh hey darlin, you ready to go…” type of thing.  

Keeps you tucked into his side in the parking a lot, it’s a territorial thing he doesn’t even realise he does, a way of keeping you safe. You usually fall asleep in the truck in the way home. He tucks his jacket around you for the journey, checking on you as he drives. He hates waking you up so he carries you into the house and puts you to bed, leaving a glass of water on the night stand.

Jamie loves to see you have fun, he’s addicted to your smile, your happiness. When he comes to the bar, he sticks around a while, watching you dance and laugh. He discreetly pays your bar tab before cutting in for a dance. Jamie just loves around you, so one dance turns into three more.

When he does get you home he’s very sweet and tender as he undresses you. Lingering teasing kisses as he helps you into your pyjamas. When he climbs into bed a long side you, the two of you stay up laughing while you tell him about your night. You fall asleep, draped across him, mid-sentence and Jamie just hugs you close.

[supergirl000983]

Yellowstone How you Kiss

Rip

Kayce

Lee

Travis

John

Ryan

Colby

Jimmy

Walker

Jamie

[hxad-ovxr-hxart]

rattling the bars of my cage why must I be attached to characters no one writes for 😭

[rewrittenreality]

Protective Cowboy

Pairing: Rip Wheeler x Reader

Word Count: 920

Warnings: Cursing, Walker getting his ass beat

Summary: Nobody disrespects Rip Wheeler's woman, Walker obviously doesn't get that and runs his mouth.

A/n: Hello! So sorry for the large time gaps between posts! Life has been very crazy! But I have a few different works to write so I hope to get those out fairly quick!

If there was one thing practically all of Yellowstone knew about Rip Wheeler, it was that nobody messes with his woman. Messing with his woman is equivalent to committing a war crime, punishable by death. Or a major ass beating, whichever Rip chose in that moment. 

Rip had met you on the ranch when you were helping out with the work load. Being a close friend to the Dutton family, you always had a place to stay on the ranch. Your love for ranch life keeping you close to the ranch and all of it’s residents. The moment Rip laid eyes on you, he knew you were the one for him.

He was protective of you, especially when you moved to the ranch to live in his cabin with him. Rip knew how some of the men on the ranch could be and he would make sure they knew to respect you as much as they did the Duttons. Hell, you were practically a Dutton yourself. You were family to the Duttons, you were born and raised on the ranch. John always calling you his niece and you calling him “Uncle John.” 

Some of the ranch hands didn’t always respect you like they did the rest of the family. Rip wouldn’t have any of it, always shooting them death looks as a warning. Constantly trying to get it through their thick skulls that you were as much of a Dutton as the family was. 

This exact thought ran through his head when he overheard Walker talking about you after you had just left. Rip already hated Walker, it was no secret to anyone. Hearing him talk about you just added to his burning hatred for the man. 

“Why the hell should we listen to her? Because she’s close to the family? She’s a bitch is what she is.” Walker complained to Jimmy, stacking hay in the process. 

Jimmy looked up, his eyes wide with fear. He dropped the hay and backed away after seeing the look on Rip’s face. The way Rip tensed up immediately caught the attention of Lloyd, who was quick to start paying attention to what was happening.

“What the fuck did you just say?” Rip growled, dropping what was in his hands. 

Walker looked at Rip, a smug smirk growing on his face. He continued stacking hay, eyes locked with Rip’s. Lloyd stopped what he was doing to watch the situation closely, knowing damn well it wouldn’t end well for Walker. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. She’s YOUR bitch. How could I forget?” Walker said, stepping closer to Rip.

The rage was boiling up inside of Rip, his fists clenching so tight he could feel the sting of his fingernails digging into his palms. Then Walker came closer again, seeming to be taunting Rip. The smirk on his face looking extremely punchable. 

“I’m gonna kill you…with my bare fucking hands!” Rip raised his voice, lunging at Walker. 

Rip punched Walker with enough force to knock him to the ground. Punch after punch landed on Walker, causing enough commotion to upset the horses in the stables. You heard the commotion and ran out of the stables, your eyes landing on the fight taking place. 

Lloyd pulled Rip off of Walker after a few seconds, knowing Rip would and could kill Walker if he wanted to. He had to hold Rip back from going after Walker again. It was then that Lloyd noticed you standing there, your eyes wide in surprise.

“That’s enough, Rip! Take a walk!” Lloyd warned, pushing Rip away.

“If you ever say anything about Y/n again, I will kill you. I will kill you without any hesitation, Walker.” Rip threatened Walker, shaking out of Lloyd’s grip. Lloyd proceeded to help Walker to his feet before going off on him about what he did. 

“Rip, stop. He learned his lesson.” You said from behind him. 

Rip whirled around, eyes locking onto you in an instant. He knew that look on your face, worry and amusement? He gave you a confused look, walking closer to you. You didn’t look directly at him, instead you were glaring at Walker.

“Y/n, Darlin��, I promise you Walker deserved it.” Rip said, his large hands finding their way to your hips.

“Oh, I know. I heard everything, heard him talking about me. Heard him taunting you. He had it coming.” You looked up at Rip, his relieved smile making you chuckle. 

“You really are something, Woman. You know that?” Rip smiled at you, squeezing your hips gently.

“It’s been mentioned a few times, Cowboy.” You giggled as he kissed you. 

You looked at Walker, who was still being ripped a new one by Lloyd. You walked over to them, nodding at Lloyd, giving him a look that you wanted to say something. Lloyd stepped back politely, letting you take over. 

“Listen Walker, you might think you are a badass, but you're not. You’re an ex-convict with an attitude problem. And you are on the wrong ranch if you think that will fly. Rip might have beat your ass, but that was nothing compared to what will happen if you speak like that to anyone again. Don’t push your luck.” You said, turning to walk back to Rip. 

“Damn Sweetheart, seems you don’t need me around to defend yourself.” He looked down at you.

“We knew that, but you know how much I like seeing you so protective.” You smiled, fixing Rip’s jacket as he left a kiss to your forehead. 

[thebiggerbear]

FANFICTION FRIDAYS

I increased the # of recs from 10 on the last post to 32 on this one. There are just so many incredible works out there! (and it's the holiday season so I'm making my own rules this month lol, I'll go back to 10 or so in January)

Here are my picks for Dec 6th 2024, please go give them a read:

Protective Cowboy by @rewrittenreality - Nobody disrespects Rip Wheeler’s woman, Walker obviously doesn’t get that and runs his mouth. (Rip Wheeler x Reader, Yellowstone)

Lost In Translation by @zepskies - Living with this man isn’t easy, and you’ve absolutely had it with him. Supe or not, you’re one step shy of kicking him out. Will he try to make it up to you? (Soldier Boy x Female POC!Reader, The Boys)

BuckTommy/Tevan by @peppermintquartz (911)

Snow Day by @bullet-prooflove (Terry Bruno x Reader, Law & Order: SVU)

I'm Not Sick by @lost-between-letters - someone’s got the flu and is not happy about it (hint: it’s Dean). Naturally, Y/N has to convince him to take care of himself. (Dean Winchester x Reader (she/her), Supernatural)

Just Roommates by @luci-in-trenchcoats - Request: one where the reader is in love with Dean and one day he brings a girl to the bunker and introduces her as his girlfriend and the reader is kinda mean to her, but later on tries to move on from Dean with Crowley and Dean finds out and you decide how it ends? (Dean Winchester x Reader / Crowley x Reader, Supernatural)

The Feeling Was Mutual by @lanadelnegan - You and your former friend and co-star, JDM, pick up where you left off years ago when he joins you on set of TWD. Starting with a dinner date and ending with a quickie in the elevator. (Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Female Reader, RPF)

Day 7: Thankful by @gay-dinasaur (Destiel, Supernatural)

Lucky You by @caplanbuckybarnes - you stay awake worried about bruce after you return home from a gala in the city (Bruce Wayne x Reader, DCU)

Rover by @justagirlinafandomworld - The Age of Ultron did not last just a couple of days. It lasted years. The Avengers are the face of humanity’s rebellion against the machines. But, even they are not prepared for Ultron’s next move. You are. And there may be nothing you can do about it. (Steve Rogers x Reader, MCU)

Baby Spoon by @deanwanddamons - A Dean x reader mini series. Y/N is pregnant and Dean is the father. (Dean Winchester x Reader, Supernatural)

New Blood by @wayward-dreamer - The executives at Vought American are enamoured by the new supe at the annual shareholders party, hoping to make her a new addition to Payback. Soldier Boy isn’t pleased with the idea, as he’s the only one who gets to decide who joins his team. He tells her this fact, and braces himself for a fight, but gets something much better out of their encounter. (Soldier Boy x Female Supe!Reader, The Boys)

Roadhouse Rendezvous by @nightxcreature - Reader and Dean have a little fun in the Roadhouse Bathroom. (Dean Winchester x Reader, Supernatural)

smalltown shit by @encasedinobsidian - “You’re a little young, aren’t you?” he asks, and it isn’t with a scowl but it’s something of the sort, a narrowing of his eyes and a dryness to his voice. It’s no better than a scowl anyway, his skepticism like a concrete wall between the two of you under the dim lights of the bar where Charlie is stuck with you, just where you want him. (Charlie Swan x Female Reader, Twilight)

helping beau relax after a stressful day at work by @figthoughts (Beau Arlen x GF!Reader, Big Sky)

Red Sunflowers by @kickingitwithkirk - Jensen has fallen for his best friend’s best friend. A long buried scandal jeopardizes their friendship and his feelings. (Jensen Ackles x Wife!Reader (Ginger), RPF)

Never Forget by @bullet-prooflove - Joe asks for something in the heat of the moment. (Joe Velasco x Reader, Law & Order: SVU)

Shades of Him by @zepskies - You make sure Beau isn’t alone this Christmas. (Beau Arlen x Female!Reader, Big Sky)

Headcanon: Gettin' Down and Dirty with Dean by @waynes-multiverse - Request: I was hoping you could write some smutty head canons about dean (Supernatural)

Red Crown by @syrma-sensei - The rightful sovereign of Westros is lonely abed at night. She yearns for her absent king consort's warmth. You decide to take matters into your hands and bring her some comfort.(Rhaenyra Targaryen x Reader, House of the Dragon)

Snow Globe by @jessjad - A visit from Dean and Sam in the week around christmas is a nice surprise, but will it bring more than just presents? (Dean Winchester x Reader, Supernatural)

Cold Kisses by @caplanbuckybarnes - The winter soldier always comes to you for help after a mission. He hardly speaks, let alone kisses you after a treatment… (Bucky Barnes x Reader, MCU)

NFSW Alphabet: Joe Velasco by @escapingrealtiylovinginsanity (Law & Order: SVU)

Devour by @storiesofsvu (Joe Velasco x Reader, Law & Order: SVU)

Mexican Food + Traffic Light + Teddy Bear by @bullet-prooflove (Jake Seresin x Reader, Top Gun Franchise)

Sleigh Ride by @zepskies - Yet again, you convince Ben to indulge you in a new Christmas tradition. (Soldier Boy x Female!Reader, The Boys)

Scar by @winchesterszvonecek - Prompt: “How did you get this scar?” (Joe Velasco x Reader, Law & Order: SVU)

a line drawn in red by @angel-eyes05 - you and your across the door neighbor have a complicated relationship with each other. things only seem to grow more murky after you invite him to a work party to embarrass your ex. (Wade Wilson x Reader, MCU)

cherry lipgloss by @sapphistically - buffy and you have a fight while patrolling, you get hurt and she can’t help but realise you were right, she does love you. (Buffy Summers x Female!Reader, Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Untitled by @imyourbratzdoll - you and clark lose your virginity together. (Clark Kent x Reader, Smallville)

Long As I Can See The Light by @lamentationsofalonelypotato - The last thing that you wanted was to be woken up in the middle of the night by Colter Shaw for a favor, but when he shows up toting a ruggedly handsome man with green eyes you decide to forgive him. (Russell Shaw x Female!Reader, Tracker)

Willing To Break by @godmadeaterribleerror - With the Mark of Cain getting out of hand, you and Sam convince Dean to try something different. A spell that won't fix the Mark, but will change it. Make Dean crave good things, things he likes, instead of death and blood. It doesn't exactly go according to plan. (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader, Supernatural)

And please don’t forget when you come across any and all creative content on here:

divider by @saradika-graphics

[dameronscopilot]

I don’t know anything about Yellowstone besides it’s yeehaw cowboys…but I’m gonna assume someone needs to do bookkeeping. And I just would love your thoughts on someone lucky enough to be doing the books along with keeping some cowboy’s cock nice and toasty warm.

write off

kayce dutton x f!reader

18+ — thigh riding, cockwarming, p in v

"Kayce," you whine, the pen nestled between your fingers clattering onto the surface of the kitchen table as the man beneath you shifts in the chair you're both seated in.

"Hmm?"

His chin rests in the gentle curve between your shoulder and neck, stubble scraping against your soft skin as he lifts his head to nose at the corner of your jaw.

-

Admittedly, when you ran into Beth Dutton in town and caught up with her over coffee a few months back, you hadn't expected to find a job less than a week after moving back to Montana—as a bookkeeper for the Yellowstone, nonetheless.

And you definitely hadn't expected your years-old, dormant attraction to her younger brother to come flaring back to life the moment you ran into him—literally—on the house's familiar, old covered porch.

You'd felt a little pathetic at the time, realizing just how quickly you'd taken stock of the empty expanse of skin where a wedding ring used to sit as Kayce reached a hand out to steady you, catching the papers that slipped from your arms in the process. But the embarrassment swiftly transformed into something else entirely, because despite John's gravelly warning to the gaggle of ranch hands and their wandering eyes not to bother you during your weekly visits (in which you were to sift through years worth of questionable paperwork and eye-watering numbers galore), one particular cowboy deemed himself exempt from his father's words.

Somewhere in between quietly shared coffees as you poured over the mess of books and impromptu trail rides when Kayce cajoled you into taking a break when the furrow between your brows had grown too deep, you found yourself working out of the foreman's cabin that he was living in, rather than the living room at the main house.

At first, it was for the quiet. No interruptions from people coming and going, bustling about.

But it became something else entirely when Kayce brushed a kiss across your cheek in the doorway as you clutched your car keys in your hand one night.

When you found yourself pressed up against a wall days later, his breath fanning across your lips before he leaned in to slot his mouth over yours.

When Ryan and Walker both tried their damndest to flirt with you while you were saddling up horses in the barn, thus delaying your plans to ride as Kayce cornered you in an empty stall after they left with a tick in his jaw. The annoyance had quickly faded as you kissed him though, his mouth hot on yours, hands tightly grasping your hips as you shamelessly rode his thigh until you were whimpering against his lips while you trembled with your release.

When your work was all but forgotten the following week after you playfully swiped his cowboy hat off of his head and put it on yours, paperwork sliding off of the coffee table and fluttering to the floor as Kayce fucked you right then and there on the couch.

-

So the position you find yourself in now has now become a regular occurrence—the skirt of your dress bunched up, panties pushed aside, Kayce's cock nestled thickly in your wet heat as he slides down one of the thin straps resting on your shoulders, lips feathering kisses along your shoulder blade you're in the middle of working.

You can't say you don't love the challenge of trying to pick your way through millions of dollars worth of transactions while your body blisters with periodic tremors of pleasure at the feeling of your cunt clenching down on Kayce's shaft as he patiently waits for you to finish.

Sometimes you're able to get it all done.

But other times—

"Baby..." he murmurs, hips rolling upward as his teeth graze the sensitive spot at the back of your neck.

"I'm almost done."

A sound of protest leaves his lips. "Finish it later."

"But—" You gasp slightly as he pulls downward on your hips while he presses deeper inside of you, the feeble argument dying in your throat.

"Please."

And all it takes is the subtle gesture of you pushing aside the paperwork for you find yourself being lifted up and bent over the table as Kayce nudges your thighs further apart before sinking right back into your dripping folds.

[bellarkeselection]

Don’t You Have Anything Better To Do

Wattpad request mackleann Rip and reader get married and they get teased by the bunkhouse guys

Rip and I stood underneath the Yellowstone barn door where he had his hands on my waist with my arms around his neck while we shared our first kiss as husband and wife. Breaking the kiss I tilted my head towards the bunkhouse hearing the bunkhouse roaring with laughter. “What do you think those boys are doing at four in the morning?”

“Nothing good I imagine. This is when they act like dumbasses. Let’s go investigate.” He nodded looping his arm through mine while we walked towards the bunkhouse.

Opening the door we walked in on the cowboys and Jamie drinking and spinning on a baseball bat. Colby stopped spinning before he ran jumping away from the rope but Jake wrapped the rope around his foot making him land on the floor. “Don’t you boys need to be sleeping?” I put my hands on my hip eyeing the group.

“There’s the newlywed Wheelers. Care for a beer Y/n Wheeler?” Ryan raises up his beer reaching into the fridge holding one out for me.

Rip tilted his head at his offer when Jimmy asked. “Wait what time is it?”

“Jimmy it’s four in the fucking morning. Now what are you dumb asses doing?” My husband asked when I removed my arm from his taking the beer from Ryan and doing almost half of it.

Jake eyed me swinging the rope in my direction. “So are we expecting a mini Rip in the future?”

“Oh I don’t know about that. My daddy would be happy to have more grand babies I know that for a fact.” Shrugging my shoulders I noticed the x mark on the floor, kicking it with the tip of my boot. “What exactly were y’all doing with this?”

“Ya stand on the x and spin around three times. Then run and we try and rope your ass down on the ground. Do you want to give it a go?” Walker suggested nudging me as he walked past me to get another beer.

Rip crossed his arms over his chest sending me a light concerned look that only I would see in his brown eyes. “Even though she’d kick all your asses. I don’t think Y/n has to prove anything to you.”

“Fine let’s change the subject then. Do you ride her like a bull?” Ryan teased Rip where I swore he might get into a fight with him over it.

Rip stomped up until I got in between the pair trying to ignore the fact that they were asking about our romantic envolvment before we had been married. “You want me to prove something fine I will. Just warning ya my sister says she’s a beer. Well I’m a buffalo.”

“Woah I think we found out who the real boss is behind closed doors.” Colby smirked leaning back in one of the chairs at the round table.

Downing the rest of my beer I threw it on the ground taking the bat calling out to Rip. “Rip, let’s prove them wrong right. I bet that I can do this hood and you can rope me with your eyes closed.”

“Y/n, let’s not entertain the idiots.” Rip shook his head no not wanting me to get hurt.

Lloyd sat his hat down on the table. “That’s something I’d rather like to see.”

“Look we can either watch you herd her like cattle or we can talk about you sleeping with her.” Jake shrugs handing my husband the rope moving out of the way.

Rip moved his gaze back toward his wife seeing her give him those puppy dog eyes that he could never say no too. He walked forward over to his bosses daughter who was now his wife tuckings hair behind her ear. “Fine but if you get hurt I’m making them go to clean the barn after this from top to bottom.”

“I’ll be fine, baby…Ryan hold this.” Removing my light brown hat from my head tossing it at his face he almost dropped it onto the floor and fell out of his chair.

Placing my hands around the handle of the baseball bat I did three spins before I drew my head up and started running in the opposite direction of my husband. Rip followed the rules and shut his eyes slowly swinging the rope around giving me time to get some distance away from me. He then throws the rope and it tightened around my waist yet instead of getting thrown to the ground I squealed when he spun me back into his arms. “Woah hey there cowboy.”

“What do you say we leave these boys and finish this night alone together.” Rip smiled down at me with him holding me against his chest but he had me dipped down to the floor slightly.

Gripping the fabric of his black jacket I whispered up at him pouring my heart into his deep brown eyes. “Hmm some beer and time with you is the best ending to this night I could ask for.”

Rip and I started learning forward about to kiss until Jimmy asked nervously. “Are you two going to kiss…do we need to like give you the room or something?”

“Don’t you have anything better to do!” Rip growled tugging me up to stand on my feet laying my head on his chest.

Lloyd put his hands behind his head smiling. “Not at the moment boss.”

“Hey let’s go. I’ll take that.” Leading Rip by the hand that was intertwined with mine I reached over snatching my hat back from Ryan’s hands. Placing it on my head we exited the bunkhouse hearing the boys making kissing sounds when we shut the door in their faces.

Rip finally kisses me on the lips again when I pressed my body against his, gripping his shoulders underneath my fingertips. “I think it’s time we go to bed, Mrs. Wheeler.”

“You were right that they are dumb asses. But I am tired now so let’s go to sleep, Mr. Wheeler.” Sending him a grin I squeezed his hand in mine with us walking back to the house that my father has given him.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[the-hinky-panda]

Yellowstone: Boss Mare Series

Boss Mare: Part I

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Jamie x Fem!Reader

Summary: Like most people who end up on the Yellowstone, you're running from something. You need to convince them to let you stay and hope that what you're running from, doesn't find you. But things are rarely that easy.

Warnings: Violence, language, sexual situations, mentions of religion, cults, and abuse

The color of the oddly shaped “Y” and the plainer text of “Yellowstone Dutton Ranch” reminds you of the sun. It’s not a bright yellow, but rather a deeper, gold color. Natural, rich. Hopeful. It reminds you of the beautiful sunflowers your mother would grow in the very back of the garden. You trace your fingers over the symbol. It’s a sign, you’re certain of it. God has provided you a path of escape and it’s the Yellowstone Ranch. 

“‘But for you who fear my name, the sun of righteousness shall rise with healing in its wings. You shall go out leaping like calves from the stall.’”

“Can we help you?” 

When you turn around, you’re facing three men. All three are dressed in the standard cowboy gear: boots, well-worn jeans, plaid shirts, and hats. The one in the front, stocky with blue eyes, produces a badge from his coat pocket. You know it means he has some kind of legal authority, that he should be someone to flee from but you stay rooted to the spot. You don’t live that life anymore. 

“I’m Ryan, livestock agent,” he introduces. “Do you need help or…?” 

“I need a job. I want to work at the Dutton Ranch.” You shift the backpack on your shoulder. “Can you give me a ride?” 

One of the men behind Ryan speaks up. “Are we hiring?” He turns to the tall, thin cowboy next to him. “Did you know we were hiring, Walker?” 

“Nah, I didn’t, Colby.” 

You hear the joking in their tone and realize they’re not taking you seriously. “I don’t know anything about horses or ranching but I can cook. And clean. I know how to take care of kids.” 

Ryan seems to perk up at that. “Goats?” 

“No, children. But, I’m a fast learner. And I’m willing to do anything.” 

Colby scoffs and moves towards the truck and Ryan pockets his badge. “Look, you seem nice enough, certainly eager enough. Which, by the way, don’t ever tell anyone that you’re willing to do anything. That’s going to get you in trouble.” 

“Okay,” you nod eagerly. “Don’t say that, see? Learned. Please, give me a chance though.” 

Ryan shakes his head. “Sorry, kiddo. None of us are the ones that do the hiring and hiring women is a rarity on a ranch. You’ll have a better shot begging for a job in there,” he jerks his thumb over his shoulder at the feed store they just left.

“And whatever you’re running from,” Colby says from the passenger side of the truck, “our boss isn’t going to be happy if it catches up with you on our turf.” 

“Besides,” the tall man in the back, Walker, passes close by you on the way to the truck. “You don’t want to get caught up with this motherfuckin’ outfit.” 

There’s flecks of green in his eyes; you’ve never seen that anomaly before and it momentarily mesmerizes you. It takes a lot of concentration on your words to force them out of your mouth. “Why not?” 

“It’s just full of bad luck.” 

You sniff and straighten your shoulders. “I don’t believe in luck.” 

Walker’s lips quirk into the briefest of smiles. “Just because you don’t believe in something doesn’t make it so.” He climbs into the back row of seats into the truck. “Trust me, stay away from the Yellowstone.” 

Ryan gets behind the wheel of the truck and starts it. “Look, you seem like a nice lady but if you don’t know anything about ranching, stick to finding a job here in Bozeman.” 

Ryan and Colby wish you best of luck with a tip of their hat but Walker just shakes his head, a gesture you’re not sure how to interpret. You watch the truck pull away from the feed store parking lot, watch the direction it takes. You take the advice they gave you and you head back into the feed store. But instead of asking for a job from the lady behind the counter, you ask for directions to the Dutton ranch. If they won’t give you a ride, then you will walk. 

According to the lady behind the counter, it will take you three days to walk to the ranch. But as you set out using her handwritten directions on how to get there on foot, you tell yourself that Jesus had to spend three days in the tomb before he resurrected from the dead. It seems fitting that it will be the same amount of time for you to achieve your own personal resurrection. 

[bullet-prooflove]

Every time I see you lying next to me in this room I stop and thank the good lord for blessing me with you

Tagging: @kmc1989 @gatefleet @hal3ynicol3 @racerchix21 @soultrysworld

You’ve fallen asleep, Walker can feel the rise and fall of your chest against his own as he cradles you close, his lips brushing over your hairline. He’s lost count of how many nights he fantasied about this when he was in prison, the press of your bare skin, your limbs tangled up in his.

He’s missed you intensely over the past seven years, you’re laugh, your smile, the way you would always give him that look when you were up on stage playing the, like he was the only man in the world.

You’re the only woman whose ever been able to do that to him, whose seen his scars, lived his journey, who understands him on a level that transcends the man that everyone sees on the surface.

He can’t explain how much it hurt to cut you loose all those years ago, how it felt like he was cutting out a part of his soul but it was the best thing for you he had thought. He was looking at almost a decade in prison and he knew you’d wait, because you, you’d stuck by him his entire life. The drugs, the drink, the stints in rehab. You’ve been the only constant throughout his entire life.

“You have to live a life without me.” He had you told during the first and last visitation. “Go out into the world, make music, find a man who loves you, one that isn’t as fucked up as me.”

You’d tried to fight him, to argue that there couldn’t be anyone else, there was him and only him and that’s when he realised, he had to be the one to let you go. He’d terminated visitation after that, hoping it would give the clean break you deserved. That’s when you’d started to write the letters, one every few months for seven years, detailing you’re exploits out in the world, the adventures you were having playing fiddle around the country, the life you were leading without him. He had never written back, not even he received his release date because he hadn’t wanted to intrude, to disrupt the life you had built without him.

He'd been out three months when you turn up at the bunkhouse, you’d heard from a another musician who’d seen him playing at an open mic night in Bozeman, his first one since prison.

He’d known the moment he’d laid eyes on you, that nothing had changed, not for him and not for you. You’re both still as recklessly in love as you’ve always been.

His fingertips trail lightly over the tattoo on your left shoulder, a heart with two music notes, one for him and one for you. He has the same one inked upon his chest, a symbol of a love that will never die.

You stir in your sleep, nuzzling into the curve of his throat and he closes his eyes sighing contently. His road it’s always been a hard one and you’ve always been right there, holding his hand, walking it with him.

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Like My Work? - Why Not Buy Me A Coffee

[shameless-girl]

Masterlist

Bts

Midnight lovers : series

Jungkook x oc

Parts Intro part1

Yellowstone

Love on the ranch * walker x oc *

Love like yours * kayce Dutton x oc

Stanger things

Kisses and whiskey * billy hargrove x oc

All that I need * billy hargrove x oc

Shameless

You look happier * carl Gallagher x reader

Keep it in your pants * carl Gallagher x oc

[callmemana]

Yellowstone Fanfics : 1

Key: smut -🍓/ fluff -🌼/ angst -🐂/ personal favorite -👓/

Kayce Dutton:

Cowboy Like Me 2 @smashedrose 🍓

Better Eating Turkey Together @bellarkeselection 🌼👓

Country Rancher Series @countrymusiclover 🍓🌼🐂

Falling For My Bestie @bellarkeselection 🍓🌼🐂👓

Good Day @kayceduttonswh0re 🍓

Hidden Talent @lady-writes20 🌼👓

Married To My Best Friend @countrymusiclover 🍓🌼🐂👓

Secret Relationship @bradleybeachbabe 🌼🐂👓

The Weight Of Memories @softlikesilkchiffon 🌼👓

Your Cowboy Will Protect You @bellarkeselection ��👓

Jimmy Hurdstrom:

Jimmy’s Girl @bellarkeselection 🌼👓

My Boss @bellarkeselection 🌼👓

Lee Dutton:

Bad Hiding Spot @bellarkeselection 🌼

Cowboy Survivor @bellarkeselection 🌼

Changing My Enemies List @bellarkeselection 🌼🐂👓

Don’t Back Down @fortheloveofthefic 🌼🐂

Rip Wheeler:

A Dutton In Love @eddiemypuppetmaster 🍓🌼

Cold @lady-writes20 🌼🐂

Dinner Table @lady-writes20 🌼

Forehead Kisses @basiccortez 🌼👓

Long Hours @lady-writes20 🌼

I’m Finishing It @lady-writes20 🐂

House Of The Rising Sun @cockscombpalace 🌼

Ryan:

Bunkhouse Twin 2 @bellarkeselection 🌼🐂👓

Horse Dance-Around @bellarkeselection 🌼🐂👓

My Girl @bellarkeselection 🌼👓

Ranch Friend @bellarkeselection 🌼🐂👓

Returning Cowboy @bellarkeselection 🌼🐂👓

Yellowstone 2 3 4 5 6 @taleighajuliedern 🍓🌼🐂👓

Walker:

Keep Him Waiting 2 @softlikesilkchiffon (+Kayce) 🌼🐂👓

[countrymusiclover]

Country Rancher

Years before kayce married and had Tate. He had a first love Y/n L/n whose been raising his daughter and lives on his family's ranch. His father allowed, yet what will happen when Kayce returns back home and sees Y/n and her kid. Y/n is still in love with the cowboy and he is dealing with feelings that he buried deep down inside. So the question is will they run back to one another or will Kayce choose to stay with his wife?

1 - Dutton's 10 years ago

2 - Bree Kayce's Baby

3 - Leading Ranchers

4 - Parenting Fun

5 - Family Attacked

6 - Bunkhouse Memories

7 - Everybody's Revenge

8 - Mother's Promise

9 - Marriage Disupte

10 - Change of Scenery

11 - Relationship Fights

12 - Moving On

13 - Little B's Birthday

14 - Positive Suprise

15 - Second Baby

16 - Kayc and Y/n's wolf bark

17 - Ruined Peace

18 - Ranch Kingdom

19 - Dutton Twins

20 - Dutton's Legacies

21 - Young Country Love

22 - Great Father-in-law

23 - Sisterly Advice

24 - Living up to Past

25 - Governor John Dutton

26 - Choosing What We Want

27 - All Riding Together

28 - A Cowboy Kinda Life

29 - The Ranch Legacy

30 - A Positive Family Day

31 - We’re So Done For

32 - Kick Carter's Ass

33 - What's Enough Proof?

34 - Dutton Life Goes On

35 - Letter Storm

36 - Love Ain't Complicated Anymore

37 - You're my Evelyn, and I'm your John

38 - Tough Scars and Scares

39 - The Slow Side...You're Wrong

40 - Newest Dutton Baby

Tags @hcwthewestwaswcn @whateverthecostner @eddiemusonsgirl @rosie-posie08 @kaycejdutton @kayceduttonn @kcloveswrestling @the-morning-star-falls @kaymudd @artoldfartsandunicornhearts @princessviseyna @hcllfireandhclywater

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Yellowstone

Masterlist

Smut: 😈 18+

Rip Wheeler-

:barn-noises. 😈

:little-shoes

:show-a-little-respect

:cooling-off-in-the-creek 😈

:little-sneak

:the-protector

: doesnt-always-goes-as-planned

: nsfw-alphabet-rip-wheeler 😈

: not-all-family-is-blood

: just-doing-my-job 😈

: camp-fire-confessions

: just-friends?

: take-her-hand

Rip Wheeler/Kayce Dutton

: im-the-right-one-for-you

: been-here-the-whole-time

Kayce Dutton-

: wrong-foot-romance

: coming-home

:nature-proposal

:the-new-cabin 😈

:some-like-it-rough 😈

Walker-

: what-love-is

Walker\Colby-

: a-fling-with-a-surprise 😈

Lee Dutton-

: photograph

: written-in-the-photograph

: second-chance

:I-feel-a-sin-coming-on

:camping-scares

:slime

:why-you-gotta-be-like-that

:over-the-moon

John Dutton- 

:sunrise

:judgement 😈

:nurse-dutton

:disappointed (Daughter/Father)

:the-real-mr-dutton

Ryan- 

:ranch-hands-mistake

:ranch-hands-proposal

[rhettabbotts]

Any chance you’d consider writing one about Yellowstone Ryan, for smut prompts 10 (“you need a place to stay for the night”) or 21 (“Bite me.” “If you insist”)? I can just picture the war between his snarky humor and being a gentleman!

i started giggling and twirling my hair when i saw this

pairing: ryan (yellowstone) x fem!reader

w/c: 1.4k

warnings: 18+ only. friends to lovers. drinking. heated make out session. dry humping. ryan’s sexy beard and long hair.

a/n: i know this is very niche but i adore ryan sm and i loved writing for him 🥺

“You’re a dirty little cheater!” You shouted as you threw your cards down on the wooden surface and pointed your finger towards the man sitting at the end of the table.

“And you’re a sore loser,” Ryan muttered, a smug smile spreading across his face as he took another swig of his Budweiser. Teeter was grabbing your arm before you could stand up, pulling you back down into your chair before you could lunge towards the cowboy.

Ryan was one of your best friends, truly, but he made you want to pull your hair out sometimes. He was the first one who welcomed you when you started coming around with Laramie. The one who would keep you company while her and Walker were off god knows where doing god knows what. He was the one that picked at you and took your jabs with stride, usually smarting off right back. To an outsider, it would look like you couldn’t stand each other, but you knew that wasn’t the case.

You never envisioned her little fling would lead to you spending your weekends at the Yellowstone Ranch, playing poker with a bunch of half drunk cowboys. Ryan took the time to teach you how to play, even though he was terrible at it himself. Which is probably why he looks so proud that he beat you, never beating anyone that usually participated in a game. You slumped down in your chair, arms crossed over your chest and a prominent pout on your lips as you looked to Ryan.

“Quit lookin’ at me like that,” he expressed, “I’m not feeling sorry for you.”

You stuck your tongue out at him as he shuffled the cards for the next round. You sat and watched Ryan’s hands as they moved along the cards, completely tuning out each voice. He had nice hands, a feature you caught yourself eyeing more often than you’d like to admit. You would never voice this out loud but you sometimes daydreamed about how it’d feel to hold his hand, how they’d feel roaming over your body. How they’d feel grabbing your thr-

“Hello??? Did you hear me?” Ryan’s questioning shook you out of your inappropriate thoughts and you felt like a deer caught in the headlights. You shook your head, waiting for him to repeat himself.

“Do you wanna play another round?”

“No. I’m- I’m okay, I’ll sit this one out. Maybe I’ll learn how to win.” You said jokingly, hoping he wouldn’t question why you spaced out. You found yourself doing that more and more the longer you were around Ryan. You had conflicting feelings, you adored him as a friend, but you also couldn’t help the fluttering butterflies in your stomach every time he looked at you softly or when he went out of his way during the week to text or call you. Sure, you teased each other to no end, bickering at every chance you got. That seemed to make your feelings that much worse.

“We’re gonna go out to Bozeman, grab a few drinks,” Colby said as he stood from his seat, “who all wants to come?” Each person nodded in agreement except for you. You were tired, not up for the excitement of what going to a bar in Bozeman might bring. You politely shook your head, getting up to grab a glass of water and busy yourself with putting away some of the empty beer bottles. The others got ready to head out for their night out as you sat on the couch. Teeter stopped before walking out the door to check on you. You told her you were fine, that you’d probably put a movie on and crash. The door shut behind her and you were finally alone - or so you thought.

Ryan plopped down on the couch next to you, letting out a long sigh and spreading his legs just a tad. You sat there and stared at him until he finally acknowledged you.

“What?”

“What do you mean ‘what?’ I thought you were going out?” You spoke in a hushed tone.

“Eh, didn’t feel like it. You don’t mind me crashing your movie night, do you?” Ryan nudged you slightly, smirking at you.

“I guess I don’t have another choice,” You said, moving a minuscule amount closer to the cowboy. For someone who just watched rodeos, Ryan was very picky about what movie you put on. He claimed he didn’t want to watch any ‘chick flicks’ and you told him he had no opinion since it was supposed to be your alone time. You finally settled on ‘When Harry Met Sally’.

Ryan surprisingly stayed quiet for the majority of the movie, making random comments here and there. You don’t know how it happened but when you realized it, you were pressed into his side. His arm was resting along the back of the couch, his fingertips brushing against the nape of your neck absentmindedly. At the love confession scene, you couldn’t help but tear up. No matter how many times you had seen the film, it still hit you hard.

“Awe, are you crying, sweetheart?” Ryan asked, tone light mixed with slight concern.

“Oh, bite me. It’s such a good confession, okay!” You exclaimed, pulling away slightly to look at him as the end credits rolled.

“Well, if you insist…” He said, so low you almost missed it. He had a look on his face that you could only describe as wanting. His eyes flickered down to your lips and you felt your breath catch in your throat.

“Ryan,” you breathed, voice barely above a whisper.

“Can I- Can I kiss you?” One big, callused hand cupped your cheek, stroking your cheekbone with his thumb. You were afraid of your voice failing you so you just nodded, whimpering slightly as his lips attached to yours. It didn’t take long for the kiss to turn needy. Your hand found their way into his greying curls, tugging lightly on them which earned you a groan from the man. His hands wandered down to your hips, pulling until you were seated in his lap. Your mouth opened in a gasp as you felt his hard cock against your core, causing Ryan to slip his tongue inside. Your hips moved on their own accord as his kisses moved away from your mouth and down your jaw, biting at the tendon in your neck.

“Been thinking about this for a long time, baby,” He said, words muffled against your skin. You moved against him that much faster, the denim of his jeans causing a delicious friction against your thin panties. The skirt of your dress fanned out below you. You could feel the cool metal of his belt buckle press into your pubic bone, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Ryan, we need- oh, god- we need to talk about this,” your words coming out in near whines. You angled your hips just so and moaned loudly into the empty bunkhouse. Ryan was grunting into your skin, hands roaming up your back and tugging at your hair, causing you to arch against him. You were nearly there, so close you could almost taste it. That was until you heard a truck door slam, and loud laughter coming from outside the door. You froze in Ryan’s lap, panic washing over the both of you. Quickly moving off of him, you straightened your dress and fussed with your hair until you felt like you looked presentable. He grabbed one of the throw pillows and placed it over his very obvious bulge, shooting you an apologetic look as everyone filtered back inside.

“Well, that was a quick trip…” Ryan said, clearly annoyed.

They all spoke at the same time, the only thing you caught was that Teeter suggested body shots and that was their cue to leave. You willed your heart rate to slow down, avoiding eye contact with everyone - especially Ryan. While everyone busied themselves with their nighttime routines, you found your pinky interlocked with Ryan’s on the couch. He looked over to you and smiled, causing you to bow your head shyly. You didn’t know what all of this meant for your relationship, but whatever it was, you were ready to face it head on. What you didn’t see was Colby smiling to himself, eyeing the mark on your neck and the lovesick look in his best friend’s eyes.

[bellarkeselection]

Falling for my Bestie (Kayce Dutton x reader fanfiction)

Kayce's childhood friend Y/n ends up pregnant with someone's child who is in prison, Walker. The youngest Dutton child has been crushing on her for years. So he decides to help her raise the baby as his own. But on the Yellowstone ranch life can't be that simple for the two.

@stellarosedutton is helping me write this story.

Also posted on my Wattpad = ActionInfinity

Posted @countrymusiclover on my side blog

Part 1 - Loss on the Ranch

Part 2 - Teen Riders

Part 3 - Prison Baby

Part 4 - Telling John

Part 5 - Dutton Spoils

Part 6 - Ex Reunion

Part 7 - Baby Born

Part 8 - Ranch Home

Part 9 - Lover's

Part 10 - Cowboy Party

Part 11 - Dutton's Wedding

Part 12 - Home is where the Heart is

Part 13 - A Long Road

Part 14 - Memories at Camp

Part 15 - A New Arrival

Part 16 - Home Sweet Home

Part 17 - Legal Battle

Part 18 - The Road to Recovery

Part 19 - Sister in Laws Bonding

Part 20 - Love and Betrayal

Part 21 - Twice as much Love

Part 22 - Coming Home

Part 23 - The Newest Addition

Part 24 - Littlest Dutton

[the-hinky-panda]

Yellowstone: Boss Mare Series Part III

Boss Mare: Part III

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Jamie Dutton x Fem!Reader

Summary: Like most people who end up on the Yellowstone, you're running from something. You need to convince them to let you stay and hope that what you're running from, doesn't find you. But things are rarely that easy.

Warnings: Violence, language, sexual situations, mentions of religion, cults, and abuse

Walker can’t believe his eyes. He frequently comes to sit by the small stream that runs to the west of the bunkhouse. It’s quiet, solitary, far away enough for him to practice without anyone hearing him. Tonight, his spot by the stream is occupied by a new, but oddly familiar, face. You’re sitting on a rock, your jeans rolled up to your knees, and your feet are in the cold, mountain water. 

“Well, look who didn’t listen to me and showed up anyway.” 

You’re on your feet immediately, wobbling to find your balance in the middle of the stream. He sets his guitar down against a tree and reaches out to offer you a steadying hand. His intention wasn’t to startle you into a complete submersion in the stream. You grab his elbow and allow him to help you further up on the bank where you collapse on the ground. 

“Sorry, my feet went numb.” 

“Yeah, that happens when you soak them in barely above freezing water.” He looks down at your narrow, almost blue colored feet and realizes why you had them in the water. There’s blisters all over them. “Looks like you did a lot of walking in new boots.” 

“I did.” 

He waits for you to elaborate but when you don’t, it gives him time to put together the pieces as he sits down next to you. “Tell me you didn’t walk from Bozeman to here?” It was over two hundred miles from Bozeman.  

You pull your knees up under your chin. “Maybe not all the way.” 

“Fucking hell, woman.” He shakes his head. “I’d hate to come across whatever it is you’re running from. Shit.” 

“Well, something brought you here. What are you running from?” 

“Bad decisions and even worse luck.” He picks up a stone and skips it across the narrow stream to the other side of the bank. “I’ll tell you again, you should leave this place. It’s evil.” 

You pluck a small blue flower from a small mound next to you and twirl it in between your slender fingers. “I know all about evil places.” You hand him the small flower. “This isn’t one of them.” 

Walker’s written a lot of songs about loneliness, wasted lives, the unfairness of life. He’s never written a love song though. He didn’t believe in soulmates, true love, or even a long-lasting love. All he’s ever known of life has been its sharp edge, the sting of injustice. As he takes that small flower, watches the slow smile creep across your face, he feels a shift that starts in the middle of his chest. He wonders if this meeting awakens a new part in his heart and mind because he feels as if he could write nothing but love songs for the rest of his life.