#western au anon

[halfblood-princes-crown]

Please enjoy some Snape body-swap AU ideas that have been rattling around my head for a week; I do like body swaps with Sirius, but imagine the possibilities if it was someone else. - Severusish's "Western AU" Anon

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During the 2nd War/Harry's era:

Petunia "I CAN'T HAVE MAGIC!!!! I'M NORMAL!!!" Dursley and Severus "Tuney is going to ruin everything! Got to get back to Hogwarts now!" Snape (ft. Snape chewing out Vernon and having to navigate by muggle means while Petunia is just having a crisis)

Remus "it's a full moon and I'm not in pain, but damn you live like this Severus???" Lupin and Severus "I'm downing a whole gallon of Wolfsbane as soon as I can" Snape

Rubeus "everything is so large and heavy :( " Hagrid and Severus "everything is so small and breakable >: ( " Snape

Narcissa "I'm off to the Ministry to make history" Malfoy (in Lucius' body), Severus "do I really have to attend all these parties?" Snape (in Narcissa's body), and Lucius "your quarters at Hogwarts are spartan and all you have is four cloaks in the same color and style in your wardrobe; this is an intervention" Malfoy (in Severus' body)

Gilderoy/Severus "You're not taking my body anywhere dressed like that" Lockhart/Snape (ft. Lockhart trying to steal Snape's potion ideas)

[5th/6th year] Tom "an opportunity has fallen into my lap" Riddle and Severus "NO! NO! NO! NO!" Snape (ft. several failed attempts to kill Harry through increasingly stupid dumb-luck means)

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During the 1st war or Snera:

Lily "what do you mean I can't kill Voldemort at the DE meeting?!" Evans (in Snape's body), Severus "if I have to spend one more moment with Black/Lupin/Pettigrew, I'm committing murder" Snape (in James' body), and James "I think we might be pregnant! What do I do?!?!" Potter (in Lily's body)

Peter/Severus "HE'S THE TRAITOR!?" Pettigrew/Snape

Severus "I've never been this popular (derogatory)" Snape and James "I've never been this unpopular (derogatory)" Potter [though, this is funnier if one of them is having a good time and the other is not, or they both end up having a good time and are uneasy about that]

Remus "Sirius! James! Peter! Stop! It's me!" Lupin and Severus "Unlike some people, Lupin, I'm not going to just stand here doing nothing like a coward" Snape

Regulus "Stop making my body slump! Blacks don't slump! Have some decorum!" Black and Severus "I am taking full advantage of your family's dark arts library while we're stuck like this" Snape

Petunia "SUCK IT DUMBLEDORE! WHO CAN'T COME TO HOGWARTS NOW!?" Evans and Severus "She's going to get me expelled or, worse, murdered!" Snape

Albus "Severus, my dear boy, it is critical that we return to our original bodies" Dumbledore and Severus "Potter, Black, Lupin, Pettigrew, you are expelled!" Snape

New obsession

I love this so much omg 🤣🤣🤣

The Lily, Snape, and James one is so *chefs kiss*

Also, Remus and Sev switching bodies is a MUST SEE😭😭

I never considered body swap aus until now. Thank you, Western au anon 🙏🏽

[princessbrunette]

bounty hunter Rafe grabbin ur face and getting all mean, he calms down for a second bc he thinks ur getting scared but then he sees that u ain’t scared…ur feeling…freaky…

this would be after this occurs me thinks

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“s’why these fuckin’ hillbillies keep thinking they can come up to you and start shit with us— alright? because — cause you keep lookin’ around, not minding your damn business, giving them the god damn fuck me eyes... yeah? gotta learn to keep that curiosity in check, alright ‘cos — hey,” he clutches you by the jaw, turning your head when you curiously stare off across the bar to identify who had him ranting and raving in such a way.

you’re taken aback by the action, staring up at him sweetly as he as he keeps his grip on you, continuing to tell you off.

“m’talkin’ to you, right— show some damn respect. you’re giving these suckers the wrong idea. eye contact is a fuckin’… marriage proposal to some of these guys and — and you’re mine, ‘kay so quit lookin’ around, eye fuckin’ every tom, dick, n’harry that walks in this place alright infact just keep your eyes on me. yeah? can you handle that shit?” he exasperates, giving you a little jostle with his grasp to keep you alert. your hand instinctually flies up to his wrist where he holds you, blinking a few times in surprise.

usually, this kind of possessive treatment would make your stomach hurt— but in your mind, there was something oddly romantic about it all, despite how sick you knew it was. he’d deflowered you in a rickety motel bed, told you he wouldn’t take no for an answer to his own marriage proposal, that he had to have you, make you his own and not just a hostage… it was a reminder of his unwavering devotion. your teeth sink into your bottom lip, and your pupils swell your eye.

“you better not be thinking of cryin’, okay kid — not in the mood.” he lets go, wondering if he’d scared you as he leans his elbows back against the sticky bar, staring at the back of the bartender, watching him pour a regular a shitty beer with too much froth. rafes brain is already preoccupied with his next complaint, being about how shitty the beers were at your current location.

you shuffle closer to him gingerly, gently slipping your arm through his to hold him there, eyes still on his profile unsurely. he did say to keep your eyes on him.

he glances at you from the side, parted lipped and grumpy. where he sits on the bar stool, you step even more into his space until your hot breath is on his cheek.

“only eye fucking you. yes?” you clarify and it takes him off guard, though he tries to cover that. rafe clears his throat a little, turning his head toward you.

“yeah. m’not asking too much you know.” he defends himself against no one, because you’re staring at your captors mouth.

“mm.” you agree in a low hum, and he stares back at your suddenly aroused body language.

“fuck it, c’mere, yeah?” he pulls your body to him with a huge hand planted on your backside, the limpness of you falling straight onto him so your lips land on his. “s’all fuckin’ mine, and you know it too, huh.”

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[eyra]

[jessythebunny]

Monty is such a cutie duckling🐤😍

Yes he is, I love him sm!! <33

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

Cowboy Touya has had a lot of vices in his lifetime.

God knows he smokes and drinks more than he should, and he’s earned his reputation for being an adrenaline addict. But the one vice that really turns him inside out, the one that really knocks him off his feet is you.

It’s so easy for you to settle in his veins, your soft voice and even softer hands reaching for him in the dark. A hot mouth pressed against his, fingers sliding over his skin, sticky with sweat.

You go down smoother than any whiskey he’s ever put to his lips, but god, do you burn worse when it’s all over. When he wakes up alone, your side of the bed cold and empty.

When it’s all over he can hardly see straight, can hardly take a step forward. His heart aches, and he searches for you in the dark only to be met with a quiet loneliness. Try as he might, nothing chases that loneliness away, not a heist, not a smoke, no amount of alcohol numbs it.

Nothing except you.

Maybe that’s why he keeps coming back to you, begging for a fix that’ll save him, even when he knows you’ll leave him a worse wreck than how you found him.

[anonymous-dentist]

idk if ur still taking questions, but i wanted to ask more about the wild west au :D the premise is rlly cool and i’d love to hear u talk about any other ideas u have about it!

The au in question: HERE

Alright, so the first thing to know is that every single legend about these mysterious bandits is true. Magic is real, and its name is the desert.

Richarlyson is a little Brazilian boy miles and miles away from home that just so happened to be born with a cow's head instead of a human one. Bad is a demon from Hell (real, not clickbait.) Foolish stole an entire state's worth of gold and he doesn't regret shit. Jaiden steals cattle 'cause she doesn't give a shit about the law. And Roier? He'd never admit he's a good shot, but he's the best the town has got, not that anyone but Jaiden knows it.

The thing about the West is that you went there to become someone new. Nobody moved West to be the same person they were in Virginia or New York or even goddamn Ohio, you were to reinvent yourself.

Or, rather, you moved West so the land could reinvent you. Nobody comes out the same as you go in.

So color Cellbit surprised when stories start popping up about a feral cat-man wandering the hills around Perfection with knives for claws. Rumor has it he eats little children who wander too far from the town too late at night, but that's ridiculous, right? There's no such thing as monsters, just men whose reputations have gotten ahead of them.

But then Cellbit wakes up one morning and accidentally cuts himself on his own fingernails, he's forced to wonder if, shit, maybe the stories are a bit more than just stories.

[shih-coulda-had-it]

I DID NOT EXPECT THE HIGH SCHOOL AU TO BLOW UP LMAOOOOO IT WAS A DUMB LATE NIGHT THOUGHT BUT IM GLAD and I put Nana as a cheerleader so she could be a flyer!! But she can be whatever anyone wants her to be :)

truly, the AU variants are endless! i argued otherwise mostly because i wanted her to wear a letterman jacket, and from my memories of high school, the cheerleaders didn't get 'em

anyways. if i were a junior in highschool again and i saw this girl, i would be crushing so so bad.

[scorchedhearth]

anymore jk thoughts?👀

when do i not have jk thoughts. i think they are drawn to each other because despite the layers of deception and manipulation and resentment, they make things easy for each other. there's no mind game, no goal, no city or universe to save, no complicated past nor hazy future. there's just anger and violence that opens up deeply set impulses and needs, and when they're too tired to throw fists, an understanding that they'll never get each other, get how they see the world and yet they still get it but don't care for it, which makes it all easier

[rotthepoet]

I’m BEGGING you to give us western!AU Mattheo, begging on my KNEES

(No pressure ofc☺️)

tRUST its been the only thing on my mind all day. I already have a Spotify playlist LMAOOO lmk if y’all want me to drop it

And guys

Im gonna be real with you

I think cowboy matty has to be a multi part series. Its the only way i can make it work 🤩🤩

[halfblood-princes-crown]

Please enjoy this silly interaction. - Severusish's "Western AU" Anon

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Lord Voldemort: That is what I want done, Severus.

Snape, blatantly wearing a '#Team Order' pullover at the Deatheater dinner table: Yes, my Lord.

Bellatrix: My lord! He's wearing their merch! He's a FILTHY TRAITOR! Don't leave this mission to him!

Snape: This attire is for my cover, my lord.

Lord Voldemort, studying the pullover and highly amused: Leave the man be, Bella; I trust Severus' choices, even if they are a tacky eyesore.

LMAOOOO NOT THE ORDER MERCH 😭😭

I feel like this is accurate, this would totally go over Voldemort’s head💀💀

And Bella..she’s gonna have a heart attack trying to get Snape caught 😭

[princessbrunette]

at some point bounty hunter Rafe would let you go cause he feels bad but then two hours later you’re showing up back at the hotel room because you want to suck dick 🤦‍♀️ this would me at least

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he’d screwed up. with his dad, with the money he had, with you — he’d just screwed it all up.

he was midway through a breakdown, having left you alone in the motel room to angrily walk about with his hat low, huffing and puffing out his nose. you jumped when he returned, the door vibrating the walls with the way he slammed it. you thought he might’ve turned the anger round onto you, perhaps deciding that today was the day he would finally lay his hands on you properly. instead, you’re faced with the unexpected. he marches over to you curled by the radiator, squats down and seethes:

“get out.”

you blink, tired from the long day so it took you a second to process things.

“wh—get… out?—”

“get out, alright — don’t make me repeat myself.” with that, he stands back to his full height, gripping your arms as he does and lurching you to stand too, your dress riding up slightly with the movement. your legs nearly don’t support you as he places you back on your feet and you stand infront of him like a lost puppy, blinking rapidly to try and make sense of things. it’s then he’s zipping around, throwing the small amount of your things strewn around the motel room into a little packing case, barely fastening it as he shoves it to your chest, making you stumble. “alright? before i change my god damn mind. get out, go — you wanted freedom? here’s your freedom. out.” he drags you to the door and throws you out like you meant nothing, like you hadn’t been travelling by his side for months now.

you turn around, still unable to speak, clutching your brown leather packing case to your chest with one of your shoes still hanging off your foot a little. you couldn’t help but wonder if you’d done something to upset him so greatly. really you should be happy — rafe stole you from your land, this is what you wanted right?

digging hurriedly through his back pocket, rafe produces a fistful of notes and grabs your hand, forcing your fingers open to press the money into your clammy palm.

“shit, s’all i got okay? should be enough to get you far from here. i’m done.” he gestures you to run along before disappearing back into the motel and shutting the door. it was all just so… sudden.

truthfully, he felt bad. you didn’t deserve this life. he knew that from the start but now he really understood it. he’d fallen out with his father, who’d lost all interest in having you taken anyway — so it seems rafe’s efforts went under-appreciated. he was getting paid like he should be, because he’d been spending all his money on playing house with you. you had to go, for all reasons above you just… had to.

you silently waddle through the dusty streets, blinking into thin air as your brain wracks all the reasons he could’ve rid of you so abruptly. heading into a diner, you perch awkwardly in a booth for a few hours, sipping at milkshakes and eating fries as you ponder a map that you’d snatched from what had been left at a vacant table. the nearest motel was a fifteen minute walk, you could stay there until you get your bearings.

you don’t make it to the motel, infact — you sit in the diner until it’s dark, the only visitors being the odd lone traveller, making no effort to engage with the world around them, bandanas covering faces and dust kicking inside from their boots. you didn’t feel particularly safe anymore, and in that moment you realised that you hadn’t felt unsafe in a while. infact, you felt the most safe pinned to rafe’s side when he’d drag you about location to location— he made sure not a hair on your head was ever harmed unless from his own roughing up.

lip quivering, you feel conflicted. rafe took you from everything you ever knew, and up until this point you’d lived a comfortable life. but you’d grown attached to him in ways you couldn’t explain. seemingly— you had a choice to make, because you could start to make your way back to where rafe took you from. or…

three knocks sound at rafe’s door, and for some reason — despite there being no one else it could’ve been — he was surprised to see you. you looked dishevelled, lost, tired — still clutching the packing case to your chest as if you’d never moved from the spot he’d left you.

“fuck are you doing back here, huh? didn’t i tell you to leave?” he’d lost that aggression from earlier, now just tired — bordering on exasperated, sad.

you can’t find the words, so you throw your case inside the room and wrap your arms around him, rubbing your cheek into his warmth. he stares down at you, arms by his side.

“i don’t want to go.” you whisper, and with the motel door still wide open, blowing in sandy draft — you sink to your knees, big watery eyes staring up at him. “i wont go.” you reiterate, pressing kisses to his crotch, the one way you knew how to ‘apologise’ because that’s what he taught you.

“kid…”

you didn’t know what you were apologising for, you were just making up for whatever the hell it was that made him throw you out in the first place. you had nowhere to be. nowhere to go. you just wanted to be here, with rafe, making him happy enough to keep you as his like before.

he leans over to shut the door, scoffing in disbelief as you clumsily work at his thick leather belt. you mutter something desperate and slurred but he doesn’t understand you.

“shit i uh… guess it’s true what they say about caged birds. you keep one caged up long enough and it’ll never wanna fly again.”

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[thetypingpup]

Honestly I’m not sure what I want more, saloon gal Jaehyun bending over a bar or table and taking a strap from behind or being the saloon gal for gunslinger xiaojun and getting back shots after a show.

literally stared at this and said "oh fuck!" just like this

i mean, both are their own type of enticing for sure. on the one hand, the idea of knocking glasses off the bar as you pound into jaehyun and listen to his slutty moans is great. on the other hand, feeling the energy in xiaojun's thrusts as he fucks you, high off the adrenaline and just pounding you into next week, is also great.

what's a switch to do?

[johaerys-writes]

Hey, don't cry. Patroclus in chaps, okay?

🙏🙏🙏 LORD AMEN 🙏🙏🙏 In Patroclus in chaps I BELIEVE

[tokillamockingbird427]

Another good Urban County song for the ghost is Gonna Need a Grave

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:0 Nice

Jokes on you, I'd already listened to it before you sent this ask. Two steps ahead, I am always two steps ahead... good excuse to listen to it on repeat again tho. Lol

Mmmmm *cowboy au's intensify*

[helsex-moved]

hey there! I know you've only talked about it twice but i'd love to hear about your exhels western au!/nf

HI. HELLO

Okay it's been sooo long since I talked about this to anyone let me remember

If this sounds incoherent that's because I've only talked with one person about it at length, months and months ago

Where we start Ex is on the run from England for treason (what they did is unimportant, just a coup) and runs to the very edge of civilization, the heart of America. But in getting there they used all their money and has to turn to stealing, they get pretty good at it to, becoming a bit infamous.

Meanwhile Hels is deputy in a small town with Wels who is sheriff and he's so tired of it. It's boring, a stifling job under a brother he's always been seen as second best to.

So maybe when Ex comes to town and Hels happens to catch them he lets them go, maybe several times, because at least this is something new - someone new. And so maybe they fall in love and maybe they meet in the dead of night, until Wels catches them and throws Ex in jail. This is the deciding moment Hels has been waiting for, so he breaks them out and agrees to run away with them and join in on their life of crime

But there's an issue

The scar on Ex's face, under their mask. A Cheshire grin that never healed quite right the cruel reminder of why Ex will never be accepted by most people ever again.

Infection sets in quick, they didn't make it far before Ex's injury had gotten bad. Really bad. With them at deaths door and no other options Hels swallowed his pride and fear and took them back to his town.

He begged Wels not to throw them in jail or turn in Ex, to harbor them just long enough for Ex to heal and live. Wels almost didn't want to, the reward money for turning in Ex dead or alive would be enough to fix up this little town and give it new life.

But looking at his little brother on the verge of tears over this criminal, this stranger, he realized he just couldn't do it. Even though Hels had betrayed him and run away.

He called for their doctor and kept their existence in his house secret for the weeks it took Ex to heal. When he woke up one morning and they were both gone he knew chances were he'd never see either again, but he still felt like he'd made the right choice.

From there I have less of a coherent plot and more general stuff, they do have two horses a Clydesdale and an unknown breed (I know what you're thinking but there is a story reason behind the horse types), and on their journey to who knows where they slowly decide they'd like to stop being on the run and settle down for once.

Then it turns into mostly domestic fluff about them and their ranch/animals. They'd also run into other hermits too though I won't name names until I have things more thought out.

[misswoozi]

Top 5 idols whod look best in a cowboy/cowgirl aesthetic 🎮

Sungjin

Kun

Seulgi

Mina

Wonho