#walker fanfic

[blingblong55]

Smooth- David 'Hesh' Walker NSFW

Based on a request:

Hello!! Do you think you could write some smut for Hesh, gn!reader, pretty please? <3 you have all artistic freedom

F!Reader, smut, MDNI, 18+, face sitting, unprotected!sex, oral!sex, rough!sex, after care, fluff?

A/N: I love it when I get artistic freedom :) and like last one, we are going straight to the smut part

Your moans muffled by the cock in your mouth, his tongue teasing the sensitive skin of your wet cunt. His hands keeping your down, slapping your ass once in a while so you would clench around his tongue. He loves the taste and feeling when you get sensitive. Your drool making his tip and cum become more messy. You were drunk on his cum, barely being able to create a coherent sentence.

His balls in your hands and you licked and gave them the special treatment he needed. Your skirt pass your hips, the image in the mirror anytime you looked at it was more than pleasing. "H-hesh!" you whimper, unable to take this much pleasure. Your ass littered with his handprint, all red and stinging at each contact his calloused hand gave.

Your thighs shaking but also warming his face. Once he had cum inside your mouth enough times, he slaps your ass once more and makes your get on your knees. Tongue sticking out waiting for him to stroke himself in front of you. He places a small clip on the cock ring and a then on your necks collar. To keep his dick warm as he answered some emails and read mission files.

Your couldn't take his cock out of your mouth, the proximity of the cock ring and your collar making it impossible. You gag and choke multiple time, his cum leaking from your mouth after you couldn't swallow fast enough. Anytime he would be close to cumming, he would slap your face and spit in his hand and then slap you again.

The aftercare was the best part though, after he had unclipped you from that position, his arms wrapped around you as he carried you to bed. A warm and damped cloth cleaning your body, you would whimper when he would get to sensitive areas of your soft and smooth skin. He would kiss the reddened parts of your body, "You did so good for me, R/N." His lips meeting your thighs then stomach.

He handed you a bottle of water, and covered you in the softest blanket you two owned. He kisses your cheeks and caresses them, "I love you, my beautiful girl." More kisses on your cheek and forehead. His embrace so warm and in now way had a trace of the man that made you scream his name minutes before. You snuggle into his hold, such tranquility that he brought you after a much needed time.

A/N: brings me joy to say I'm excited my dear anon asked for him

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[moosealecki]

𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 ( 𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 )

| Warnings; denial, angsty fluff, mentions of touching, kissing, aggression, smut, confessions of love, comforting after sex.

| Pairings; Cordell Walker x Reader

| a/u; Hi again, it's me. I had a brain fart and decided to type out everything exploding in my head right now. Small dribble drabble for the love-sick romantics. Enjoy :)

| Summary; Cordell wants you, he needs you but he doesn't want to admit it.

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"Say that to my FACE then!" She spoke in a harsh tone of voice, Cordell wasted no time grasping her wrist before she could walk away from him again, turning her around and pushing her back against the wall this time, leaving her no room to run away from this conversation. the tension was evident enough between the two. They had been on and off with each other for years, and (Y/N) was certain she was over it this time. But was she really? Cordell and (Y/N) were only mere inches away from each other, her back was pressed against the wall. She had turned her head slightly, but Cordell only moved her face back towards him. Their breathing was labored, after just having a yelling match. She would roll her eyes, moving to try and wedge herself free of this dangerous zone of being this close to him. But Cordell would take a step forward, hazel hues consuming every little detail on her face. "Cordell, please... you know just as much as I do that this isn't working. We are not working Cordell. Just move--" "Wha--What does that even mean? I'm here arent I babygirl? I just can't--you know I.." Cordell didn't have any excuses, at first, she was only just that. a distraction. He didn't want this to end, whatever this exactly was. He would gently move his hand up to the side of her face, leaning slightly closer, his lips slightly brushing over her own. He needed her, but was he ready to admit he was ready to move on from his past? " Cordell stop..." "(Y/N) just listen to me, for a second--" "Why? Why are you doing this Cordell? I don't mean anything to you! Just a convenient fuck whenever you want... Do you want me to be honest? I fell for you... I--I did, and I know we said this didn't mean anything but things change...I've changed and I want more than just a good fuck every now and then..." Cordell's hues never fell from her own, he was baffled, speechless, and felt he had done this. But another part of him couldn't admit that maybe he felt the same way about her. For a moment there was an awkward silence between them. He could see how much this hurt her deeply. Shifting his hand up to gently brush against the side of her cheek. Leaning down he pressed his lips against her own but gently this time. Intertwining their taste with one another. She felt the slightest tear roll down her face. But she couldn't help but melt into that kiss, to just give into him entirely all over again. Parting slightly, he rested his forehead against her own as he whispered against her lips "Maybe I've felt the same way about you too (Y/N)..."

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His hands moved in sync with the movements of her body. He knew her answer to wanting this at the way she yanked him inside her home without hesitation. Their tongues fought back and forth in each other's mouths, the taste intoxicating, it was what got her blood boiling beneath her skin. But only this time she wasn't the one pulling away, feeling Cordell gently brush his large hands over her arms. "Babygirl--hold on...hold on.. listen to me.. I want this I do, but I want to do this the right way this time." (Y/N) eyes fluttering open, a slight whimper leaving her lips as she taken a breath. He wasn't wrong, they were sex driven, but maybe taking a step back was what they needed.

Both of them stood there, looking at one another in another yet awkward silence. Bodies were clearly saying something entirely different, eyes were hungry. "Fuck....Fuck it, bring your ass here." Cordell spoke in a growl as he leaned down to pick her up by her ass, placing her up onto the dresser piece in the living space. His hands ventured through her hair, tangling his fingers into it. Her hands moved to quickly pop the buttons of his shirt, practically tearing it off of him. His teeth grazed across her flesh, and slight whimpers of pleasure left her lips. Cordell wasted not another second as he forcefully yanked her shorts from her waist, sliding them off her legs, following to tear the lace from her as well, soon he did the same to his jeans---then boxers. Until he was left in nothing but the nude. His fingertips bruised into her inner thighs as he pulled her forward, taking two fingers to hook deeply inside her wet core. "Oh fuck babygirl'," He let out a groan of pleasure, his fingers pumping vigorously deeper each time. She wrapped her arms around his neck, as she let her moans of pleasure pore from her lips. "Cordell please... fuck baby..." She begged him, not even sure what for at this point. Whether to keep going or to give her him entirely. Cordell would pump them faster and deeper into her, groaning as his own erection started to form, aching to be inside of her. Finally giving up, he would remove his fingers, taking a hand to pull her head back with a fist full of her hair. "Open" He demanded, her lips parting as he placed his soaked covered fingers inside of her mouth. She would suck on them taking in the taste of herself."That's my girl." Cordell worked his other hand around his member, lubing it with her wetness as he spread her legs with ease. Sliding the tip in first slowly before finally moving his entirety deep inside of her. He started off at a slow pace before finally picking it up, (Y/N) would arch her back slightly as she clung to him. Nails digging deep into the flesh of his back. He trusted hard and deep, her core aching and throbbing as her walls enclosed around his member. She was on edge, "Fuck, baby right there-- oh fuck" She felt herself close, "Cum for daddy baby.." after a few moments she felt the damn of her orgasm explode around his member, coating every inch of him. But he wasn't finished with her, he would grasp her by the waist as he picked her up again, shifting to the bedroom as he laid her on the bed on her backside, lifting her leg up against her chest. He would thrust himself fast and deep inside of her, he leaned down against her lips to capture them deeply, and his hands moved up to pin hers above her head, interlocking them together.

Feeling his member throbbing inside of her, he planned to fill her up to her very core. After a few more deep thrusts, the hot spurt of his cum puslating deeply inside of her, both would let out a series of moans, and cries as they slowly were coming down from that epic high. He would move to lay beside her, pulling her against his chest. "I love you...." he spoke as he planted another tasteful kiss upon her lips. The sheets were pulled over them. "I love you too Cordi.."

#spn fanfic #supernatural fan fic #cordell walker x reader #cordell walker fanfic #supernatural #jared padalecki #walker texas ranger #walker fanfic #cordell walker

[walker-extended-universe]

Balance

Relationship(s): None

Tags/Warnings: Episode: s04e03 Lessons from the Gift Shop, Angst, Emotional Hurt, Growing Up, or trying to at least, Missing Scene

Summary: August's thought process in 4x03

Taglist: @theladywyn, @ihavepointysticks, @klaatu51, @itsjessiegirl1, @neptunium134

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This is a good idea, August tells himself as he packs up his vinyls.

I barely use this stuff anyway, he reminds himself as he winds up the cords for his mics.

I have other plans for my future, he tells himself as he dismantles his speaker set up.

It’ll make so much money for the animals, he tells himself as he packs up his keyboard.

It’s just a hobby; not like it’d make me much money, he tells himself as he loads the last of his equipment into the wagon.

It’s not just because of what Trey said after bootcamp. Sure, that was a big wakeup call to the commitment he was making, but it was so much more than that. He was growing up; he’d be 18 by the end of the school year. He needed to start shaping up if he wanted to prove to everyone that he could do this.

And he did need to prove himself. Dad and Gramps could give him platitudes all day, but he knew they didn’t believe it. He knew they didn’t actually want him to go, that they didn’t think he could handle the responsibility they once shouldered. He could see it in their eyes, hear it in every There’s still time and You have plenty of options.

But he could show them. He could show all of them how serious he was about this. He was growing up, getting rid of distractions, making plans. They’d have to take him seriously now.

They’d have to.

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August dropped the vinyls he backed out on selling in the corner of his room. They looked stupid sitting there without a player to put them in, but it was too late for that now.

He sat on his bed and looked around his room. His starkly empty room.

It had all seemed like a good idea earlier. Get rid of all the childish, stupid distractions, make way for adulthood. It was the right thing to do. He needed to focus, needed to be present for his team, need to prove to everyone he could do this.

Of course he screwed that up. Of course he took it too far, made a mistake. His room is basically empty and he doesn’t even have any money to show for it. And for what? Some false sense of adulthood?

Maybe his dad was right. Maybe he wasn’t ready for this. Maybe he never would be.

Trey’s words from earlier came to mind. It’s just practicing different muscles.

He looked around the room again and saw his mother’s camera sitting on his dresser. After a few moments, he grabbed it and left his room.

He needed some time to think.

#walker #walker fic #walker fanfic #august walker #walker spoilers #s04e03 #lessons from the gift shop #my writing #my fic

[crashdevlin]

Gone Girl Masterlist

Author’s Note: Here we go, down the Walker hole! Written at the beginning of season 1, so…keep in mind.

Summary: Y/n is the new bartender at Side Step bar. She’s polite and proper (and uptight according to Geri). She’s definitely an interesting addition to the bar. As Cordell learns more about the woman and her unfortunate past, he finds himself in an all-too-familiar position: caught between what’s right and what’s expected.

Pairing: Eventual Walker x Reader

Story Warnings: mentions of homicides and abductions (Cordy is law enforcement, after all), domestic abuse, faking death, fear, identity theft

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Proper Manners

Fight Club

Missing Persons

Running Empty

Walker Ranch

Compelled

New and Better

Whiskey, Neat

Horses > People

Triple Date

The Kids Are All Right

Take a Minute

Can't Wait

Found and Out

No Choice

Hidden

Sometimes You Have To

Epilogue

#walker fanfic #walker x reader #series masterlist

[the-slythering-raven]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Walker (TV 2021) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cassie Perez & Cordell Walker Characters: Cassie Perez (Walker TV 2021), Cordell Walker Additional Tags: Nausea, Vomiting, Copious amounts of it so be warned, Graphic Depictions of Illness, Sick Cassie Perez, Sickfic with emphasis on comfort, post walker 3x15 Summary:

Cassie Perez really really should have stayed home today. She even had all her medical leaves intact because she never got sick. Until now, that is..

Been working on it for a while, hope y’all like it :)

#walker fanfic #cassie perez #cordell walker #sickfic #because the walker community needs more of 'em #hope yall like it

[sisterofthetrickster]

Apple Tree

Genre: Alternate Universe, Fanfiction

Summary: When life brings back together a Texas Ranger & a Equine Veterinarian.

Pairing: Cordell Walker (2021) X Original Character

Trigger Warning: Yes! Use Caution!, 18+

Disclaimer: It will also contain bits & pieces of political views and beliefs of the character; Jana, I know 🙄 but please just keep a open mind. It's also not a way for me to push or discard what anyone else thinks or belief. As well as a revision of well known historical information, which I'll use quite often in my books and please remember it's just a story.

Please don't shoot me, I want to write a story that makes me happy, without criticism of my ideas.

But I do hope you'll show love & support of this story, as I rearranged a few things before posting the chapters again. And if you want to learn more? Just ask questions. And don't forget to check out the story as well 😊, remember I'm not Shakespeare so don't expect perfection ;).

#fanfiction #walker smut #walker fanfic #jared padalecki #cordell walker

[peachyaliien]

Dating Cordell Walker would include...

Because that man deserve happiness and love. 

For @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone​ hope you like it!! ♥ 

Reblogs greatly appreciated!! 

This poor man.

The day he saw you for the first time, he swear his heart missed a beat.

You had to be an angel. 

You were so damn gorgeous, it made him kind of nervous to get the courage to finally talk to you. 

Micki had to give him an encouraging push.

Of course, with his friend’s help, he eventually started talking with you and he was so glad he did. You were a smart girl, funny as well and your heart was so big. 

You made him feel something he was sure he had lost the ability to feel. He was in love with you and he fell HARD for you.

It took him a while to finally decide to not only accept his feelings but to tell you how he felt.

After all, he didn’t want to lose you because of his job and honestly? He felt like he was betraying Emily.

Liam and his parents were the one reassuring him. Telling him that Emily would want Cordell to be happy and she would probably be happy that he found someone as amazing and kind as you.

Spoiler: it worked.

So he finally told you how he felt as anxiety was filling up his veins and brain until you admited you felt the same way and never, in months, he had felt so happy.

He almost kissed you right away but he restrained himself. Yet to his surprise, you jumped in his arms and kissed him.

Of course now he couldn’t resist anymore and kissed you back.

August and Stella were a bit... weirded out by you at first. But just leave them some time and they will warm up to you.

They understand you are not here to remplace their mom, you told them as well. Plus, you make their dad happy and that makes them happy. 

Cordell really love to have his hair played with. After a long, hard, stressful day at work, he love to lay his head on your thighs or chest as you run your fingers through his soft locks. Sometimes he even fall asleep on you and it’s a very cute sight. You can’t help but take a picture of him... 

He is a very loving boyfriend. 

VERY protective as well. He wouldn’t survive if something ever happened to you. So in NO way he would ever want you to get involved in one of his missions, wether as Duke or just to help him with the Rangers. He is just so terrified to lose you.

Please don’t do anything stupid and dangerous. This man wouldn’t handle it.

I swear, this man is SO touch starved. The first time you both slept in the same bed, you cuddled up to him and he couldn’t help the tears from falling on his cheeks as he held you closer, his arms around your smaller frame as his voice broke the silence. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think I would... miss this so bad.”

“It’s okay, no need to apologize Cordi. I love you.”

“I love you too Y/N. So much.”

NSFW

Let me tell you... He is SUCH a passionate and romantic lover.

He would 100% do those romantic stuffs we see in movies and series. Y’know, rose petals on the carpet and bed, some candles on your desk and night tables, dim light and romantic music.

Anything to get you both in the mood.

And this man is a KING at foreplay. Doesn’t even have to be fully sexual, but it’s pretty hot. A good make out session while he is over you, or you’re sitting on his lap, his hands wandering over and under your clothes. An oily massage as you are laying on your stomach and can feel his crotch rubbing against your ass. A surprise strip-tease for you...

When it comes to more than just teasing, he loves to finger fuck you. The way you squirm against him as his fingers goes in and out of your needy hole, your moans, the way you shake when an orgasm hits you.

“You’re so hot baby- so hot for me. Fuck- keep making those noises for me.”

“Shh, lemme take care of you- I need your pussy to be ready for me. I wouldn’t want my baby to hurt as she take my cock.”

“C’mon sweetheart, one more, just one more- Fuuck, that’s it. Good girl Y/N, you’re so good to me.”

Really love when you tease him even though when it’s in public and he tells you to stop. 

So please. Go on, keep wearing that pretty crop top and short skirt that makes him want to push you against the wall and take you rough and fast right there in front of his coworkers and boss.

Jealous sex happens a lot. He doesn’t like when others men (*cough* Hoyt *cough*) flirts with you, even if it’s just for a laugh or fully platonic. Hence you can expect that when you both go at Geri’s bar to hang out and Cordell sees men flirting with you, he’s right on you. Wrapping an arms around your shoulders and french kissing you until you moans to show them who you belong to.

Expect LOTS of hickeys and lovebites. He likes to see the marks after your lovemaking sessions. He also loves to have you marks him, it makes him feels like you’re always with him.

That also reminds him how much pleasure he can give you.

He can rough, but if you want him to slow down, he will. That goes for the other side too... Want him to pound faster into you? Use you rougly like a toy and makes you cum again and again? Oh darling, he will.

Cordell really love to experiment and explore new kinks with you. But in NO WAY he would those hard nasty kinks or hurts you.

Except spankings. He know how much getting your ass spanked excited you and he loves to spank you as well. That reminds him- he highkey wanna try to paddle you...

90% of the time, he is the dominant one but from times to times, he loves you to be in control. 

You once tied him up while he was still wearing his ranger uniform. You had put a blindfold on his eyes and pulled down his pants and boxer, just enough to free his cock. Only being in that position made him hard and twitching in needs. He even remember thinking how impatient he was to feel what you were gonna do to him.

And he didn’t expect any of the things you did to him. Suck and licking him off while using a vibrator on his cock before you decided to sit on him and ride him like a very needy and horny cowgirl.

Since then, he loves that position, you had been so confident and bold. It was such a turn on. He also loved the ways you used your toys on him...

Sex with him is honestly just amazing and you can be sure to feel loved as well as very satisfied.

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[lecsainz]

A headcanon of Percy Jackson x reader daughter of Zeus, where he has been in love since the first day he saw her, and he had also recently arrived at the camp, please

˒ ⌕ SHE IS LIKE THUNDER

parings: percy jackson x zeus!reader

an:I know I disappeared, forgive me 🤧, but picture me writing this at 3 AM, dying of sleepiness after watching the last episode of PJO, AND ANNIE USED THE NICKNAME 😭 THIS EPISODE IS STILL TOO MUCH FOR ME TO PROCESS!!!!

summary: the one where you're a daughter of zeus, exploring your relationship with percy.

( my last work || my last work for riodanverse || go to main masterlist )

You and Percy crossed paths during one of your training sessions. Luke was giving Percy a tour of the camp, and when Percy laid eyes on you, he halted abruptly, as if struck by lightning. For some inexplicable reason, he felt an urgent need to know who you were, as if the gods themselves demanded it.

Percy's eyes widened as he observed you from across the training grounds. "Who's that?" he asked, pointing a finger in your direction. Luke suppressed a chuckle, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Her? Oh, that's Y/N, daughter of Zeus." Percy squinted, trying to decipher your actions, as you accidentally summoned a small lightning bolt that fizzled out near your feet. His eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Does that happen often?" Luke grinned. "Only when she's particularly excited, which, by the way, is most of the time. You should see her during thunderstorms!" Percy blinked, watching as you waved sheepishly, causing another faint spark to crackle in the air.

You and Percy found common ground in venting about the gods upon his arrival.

"Hey, little thunder, how's it going?" Percy grinned. "Don't call me that," you replied, trying to keep a straight face. "I'm good too, thanks for asking, Lightning Rod," Percy joked, emphasizing his newfound nickname for you.

Attempts at using your powers together proved futile, as water and electricity didn't exactly make for a harmonious combination.

According to Percy, Cabin 3 was way too big for just him, and assuming you felt the same way about Cabin 1, he started a tradition. At 12:00, he'd show up at your cabin, asking to share it, turning into a routine of hosting pajama parties in each other's cabins.

After you discovered that your half-sister, Thalia, had been turned into a pine tree to save her, Percy couldn't resist teasing you about it.

"Do you think your dad would turn you into, what, a fountain? Or maybe a cherry blossom tree would suit you?" Percy grinned, enjoying the opportunity to rib you. "Jackson, shut up," you retorted, rolling your eyes at his antics. Later, when Grover and Annabeth intervened, trying to keep you two from frying each other, Percy couldn't resist a parting shot. He had soaked you with water from a nearby forest stream during the mission, leaving you drenched and fueling your desire to electrocute him. "Next time you want to electrocute Percy, make sure I'm not around," Annabeth teased as they separated you, noticing your soaked state. Grover, being the peacekeeper, started singing the song of friendship, encouraging both of you to hug it out and apologize. Percy, however, observed that you were shivering from the cold as you walked. Realizing this, he handed you his jacket, concerned. "You'll catch a cold if you stay wet like this," he said, offering you warmth amidst the chilly aftermath of your water-based altercation.

Since neither you nor Percy admit to having feelings for each other, you find yourselves in constant teasing and banter.

During a mission, you two start a squabble because you want to lead everything, and he just wants to do his thing or isn't paying attention to what you're saying. Grover and Annabeth exchange glances, seeking a way to mediate.

It takes a long time before you muster the courage to admit you have feelings for the son of Poseidon. You decide to confess first because, knowing Percy, it would take ages if you waited for him.

"Percy, I need to talk in case we don't get out of here." "Spark Plug, we're getting out of here; trust me." "I like you, Seaweed Brain." He stands there in shock, mouth hanging open, unable to believe that you like him back.

After Percy managed to confess that he also liked you, you enjoyed teasing him about his stunned reaction. But deep down, you were terrified that he might have said he didn't like you back.

Percy becomes incredibly protective of you.

"Touch her, and you'll be dead."

You love stormy days and spend hours on the beach with Percy because he can control the water, ensuring you both stay dry.

"Isn't it beautiful?" "What, little storm?" You pause, gazing out at the tumultuous sea, the waves crashing against the shore. "It's like the ocean is in harmony with this storm. It's as if they understand each other, finding peace in the chaos." "Maybe," Percy finally responds, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Maybe storms and the sea have a way of finding peace in chaos because they understand that even in the wildest moments, there's a certain kind of order."

You appreciate the profound simplicity of his words, and in that moment, he wraps his arms around you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder. For the first time in a long while, you feel at home

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[evanchantingpeters]

All my feminism goes out the window when I lay eyes on this man... Uff😬

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[percabething]

when the fandom is so small that everybody knows everybody

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[beforeimdeceased]

dog walker ellie who’s neighbor’s golden retriever tugs her right over to you, excitedly wagging his tail and saying hi. you, in your workout attire prepping for a jog reach down to pet him. taking out your headphones and looking up at the disheveled girl sweatily trying to pull him away. “i’ll give you a treat if you come this way. just go this—no this way.”

she looks down at you with defeated eyes. “sorry, he does this thing where he has to stop and say hi to every pretty girl he sees. then he doesn’t wanna leave.” she laughs. “i don’t blame him.”

and now you feel your face growing hot because that was entirely too fucking smooth and she’s just looking at you with a cocky half smile, finally steering him in another direction with a treat. “can’t promise it won’t happen again.”

#bunnie can speak? ☆ #・❥・ bun’s sweet ellie #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams imagine #dog walker!ellie #ellie williams fanfiction #williams ellie #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams the last of us #ellie x reader fluff #ellie williams x f!reader #ellie x you #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x reader fluff #ellie x y/n #ellie williams fanfic #tlou headcanons #tlou fanfic

[jellyluvr]

The Evans

- their fav position ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

I think spill the t already did this but it's chill 😋

18+

° . • Tate Langdon • * . ☆ · ° . *

Definitely a bitch for doggystyle.

Anal or vaginal, he'd totally like fuck your brains out in that position.

He'd like it so he can pull your hair and get a better grip on you. And for the view of your ass ofc 💋💋

Luvs taking it from the back. Standing up, laying down.. really doesn't matter to him. Probably cup ur tits while it too

° . • kit walker • * . ☆ · ° . *

What an angel.

Based on how sweet he is he'd probably be bottom. Let you fuck him, yknow?

If he doesn't, definitely just a generic fuck. Him on top, u on bottom. Totally kinda rough unintentionally though

° . • kyle spencer • * . ☆ · ° . *

MISSIONARY!!!

He'd love missionary mainly to see your face. Maybe a few touches on your tits but yknow it's pretty chill.

Regardless of how you react to his size the show must go on.

Too big? Comforting. Slower and kisses.

° . • Franken kyle • * . ☆ · ° . *

Any position where he can get what he wants.

He'd probably have trouble even picking.

So his favoriteS would be from the back, and missionary.

Back as in turned over while sleeping until his needy ass comes along.

If it's not him, definitely you fucking him rather than the other way around.

° . • jimmy darling • * . ☆ · ° . *

Against any surface is the way to go for him

Wall, desk.. bed... even the floor.

He'd push your cheek into it while fucking you or put his hands on the wall or surface.

Basically from the back but he has a preference for it definitely.

° . • James patrick march • * . ☆ · ° . *

Missionary. No arguments about it. Missionary!!

He's definitely kinky and teasing, so he'd bring a knife in and possibly fuck you with the handle 👀 (lmk if you want a fic abt that)

Or on a surface as well, but you facing up. He'd make it to where you could see him the whole time. If you tried to look away he'd probably slap you or turn your head and keep it there.

° . • kai anderson • * . ☆ · ° . *

Anything.

Anything to feel your pussy around him.

Missionary, or against the wall.

He'd fold you and put your knees over his shoulders most likely.

Kai'd like it so he could see his dick in you, and the cum oozing out when he was done.

He would definitely nibble on your tits while fucking you too. Like no doubt.

° . • Jeff pfister • * . ☆ · ° . *

Over something.

From the back anal or vaginal like tate.

He'd like it because he wouldn't have to see your face. As mean as it sounds, you're probably just his side chick.

If you're not, he'd fold you as well. Quite rough too.

° . • Austin Sommers • * . ☆ · ° . *

With you on top of his lap.

He'd hold you and fuck you pretty rough.

Whisper in your ear occasionally, give you no mercy on your clit. 🙈

And of course, he'd definitely cum inside. Everyone knows that.

° . • peter maximoff • * . ☆ · ° . *

Ohhh...

He's not the rough type, but also not the gentle type.

Missionary. Definitely.

He'd go to your liking, take your moans and face expression as a hint to slow down or go faster.

He'd probably kiss you a lot during it. Along your neck, face.. chest. Leave a mark on you 💕

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I probably left out a few things so I apologize if so lmfao

Taglist: @kaismanwich @tatelangdonsgirll @daylas-life @hyperharlz @kaiju-superstar @howtobesasha @luttic @spill-the-t @ima0nahlol

#evan peters #evan peters characters #evan peters fanfic #evan peters x y/n #evan peters smut #evan peters x reader #evan peters x female reader #tate langdon #kai anderson #tate langdon smut #tate langdon x y/n #tate langdon x you #tate langdon x reader #kit walker x reader #kit walker x you #kyle spencer x y/n #kyle spencer smut #kyle spencer x you #kyle spencer #kyle spencer x reader #jimmy darling x you #jimmy darling #jimmy darling x y/n #jpm x reader #jpm x y/n #james patrick march x reader #kai anderson smut #kai anderson x reader #ahs smut #evan peter

[moosealecki]

𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖

(𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

| Genre; comforting, compassion, kindness, flufffff

| Warnings; alcoholism, lots of comfort being needed. Mentions of loss.

| Pairings; Cordell x Reader

| a/n; This is my first attempt at writing fan fiction, and I feel quite nervous about it. However, I hope that whoever reads this small piece of writing enjoys it. I would be more than happy to receive requests for specific pairings or writing styles, and I welcome any tips and writing advice. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy reading my work. :)

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“ Another. ” Cordell had spoken in a low tone of voice. He was now on his fourth glass of whiskey, probably more than he should consume but he didn’t care. After losing Emily, and just returning from being undercover for what felt like months. That wound he tried to cover with a band-aide was slowly resurfacing rapidly.

Every night he find himself in the same place, same time, and same drink. He didn’t even notice the bartender that had served him for several nights was even new.

“that’s your fourth one for the night, you sure you want another?” (Y/N) had asked the already somewhat intoxicated ranger who sat before her. She had noticed him from previous nights. He had became a regular at this point, knowing exactly what he wanted before he even ordered. But this time (Y/N) was just slightly curious what his story was, why he came here at the same time, every night.

Cordell would lift his hazel colored hues up at the woman, as he rolled his eyes. “I’m paying aren’t I? Just serve me suga’”

(Y/N) wouldn’t hesitate to get the man what he wanted, but this time she poured it and stayed.

“Is there something else I can get you? Maybe a bottle of water?” She knew she was stepping on thin ice. Cordell’s eyes didn’t leave the liquid in that small glass. “Why is everyone so worried about what I do? I said I’M FINE.” throwing back the liquid that burned its way down his throat. Clenching his eyes shut for a moment, he took a deep breath, shaking his head. “I—I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to raise my voice. I just—I lost my wife around this time last year, my capt already put me on probation and here I am rambling away my problems to a complete stranger... I'm Cordell.” (Y/N) didn’t leave the spot she stood in, taking a breath as she listened to the man. She didn’t say anything only reaching to refill his glass. From the sounds of it, he needed it. "well Cordell, we all have a story. I'm (Y/N) by the way, let me know if there is anything else I can get you."

Cordell couldn't help but slither a smirk along his lips. He knew at that exact moment he was definitely intoxicated, he couldn't help but check her out as she walked away. Maybe a distraction is what he needed, or maybe he just needed to let out what he felt. A few shots later, the ranger would be stumbling to his truck before falling against it. (Y/N) would hear the sound of him crashing against his truck, she would finish locking up the doors to the bar--walking over, arms folded across her chest. She bent down near him as she shook her head. "Let's get you home." She spoke in a soft tone of voice. She wasn't about to leave him intoxicated in the parking lot of the now-empty bar. Being the person she was, she cared deeply--even for those who didn't deserve it.

After figuring out his address, she pulled into the gravel of the driveway. Helping him inside before plopping him down onto the couch in his living room. Cordell would mumble under his lips. "Please, don't go. Don't leave me." She felt uncertain of this, taking a seat next to him anyway despite how she generally felt about it.

Cordell rolled over onto her lap, resting his arms and head against her legs. She didn't know what to do, so she just stayed. Her fingers moved through his locks of curls. Maybe he just needed a little comfort, from the looks of it he had seemed like he was all alone.

"Shh, Shh, I'm not going anywhere. Just relax, sleep." She cooed into his ear. Cordell relaxed further into her lap. His hands rested against her legs. It felt comforting to have someone there, even if he didn't recall exactly what was happening. "Thank you, thank you for not leaving me, I never want you to leave me again..." and with those words spoken the ranger fell asleep. At that moment, she knew he had to be referring to his wife. But she continued to brush her fingers through his hair, as she let him fall into a slumber with her there.

| a/u; I'm open to writing a part two to this post. Let me know if you're interested, and I'll make it happen!

#Cordell Walker x reader #spnfamily #spn fanfic #walker fanfic #Cordell walker fanfic #au cordell walker #cordell walker #jared padalecki #walker texas ranger #au!cordell

[walker-extended-universe]

We Need To Talk About Henry

Relationship(s): Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, August Walker & Emily Walker & Stella Walker

Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Wakes & Funerals, Family Reunions, First Meetings, Awkward Conversations, Angst

Summary: A Henry Winchester Verse spinoff in which Cordell was the one that died and Sam and Dean have to pass on hunting knowledge to the next generation.

Written for @whumpuary prompt 5: "Stay. Please."

Part 2 of Walkernatural Extras

Taglist: @theladywyn, @ihavepointysticks, @klaatu51, @itsjessiegirl1, @neptunium134

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Dean had almost been excited when his phone rang. After taking out God, monster activity had slowed to almost nothing, likely thanks to Jack’s influence on the world. Dean wasn’t exactly complaining about the lack of people dying, but he was starting to get antsy, stuck in the bunker for weeks on end without anything to do or research. There were only so many times he could wash Baby and clean his guns before that got old.

“This is Dean,” he greeted without looking at the caller ID.

“Hi…. Dean. It-It’s Emily. Are you busy? Is Sam there?”

“Ah- Not at the moment. Why?”

“Can you get him? I-I have news.”

Dean had a sinking feeling it wasn’t news either of them wanted to hear. “Yeah, just let me find him.”

He found Sam in the library (of course) and sat across the table from him, putting Emily on speaker and setting the phone between them. “Okay, Emily. We’re both here. What’s your big news?”

“I- Well….. It’s Cordell. He- He’s dead.”

Dean’s stomach dropped and his eyes flicked to Sam. They hadn’t had the best relationship with their other brother since he left all those years ago but it had gotten slightly better over the years, with Cordell helping some of their friends have a normal life. But things had always been different between the twins.

Sam swallowed hard but had no other outward reaction- yet. “What- What happened?”

“It was…. It’s just the job. Just… Just a normal raid,” she said quietly. “There were more guys there than they expected and he got separated from his partner…. He didn't even make it to the hospital.” Her voice wavered on the last sentence.

“I’m sorry,” Dean said. What else was there to say?

“Me too.” Emily sniffled then spoke again. “Look, we’re holding a funeral here in a few days after the DPS has their pony show funeral for their ‘hero’. It’s just gonna be a small thing, family and close friends. People that know about you. I… I think he’d like it if you came. And… I want you to meet the kids. I think it’d be good for them.”

Dean looked back at Sam, waiting for some kind of response. They should go to their brother’s funeral, but he didn’t like how quiet Sam was.

“We’ll be there,” Sam said. “Just text us the time and address.”

“Okay. Thank you. I-I’ll be in touch.” She hung up and Dean slid the phone into his pocket. 

“Sam? You okay?”

“He’s dead, Dean. How okay do you expect me to be?” He pushed himself up from the table and left the room.

Dean didn’t have an answer to that.

—------------

Cordell was dead. Henry was dead. His twin was dead.

No matter how Sam turned it over in his head, he couldn’t quite wrap his head around it.

Cordell was supposed to be the safe brother. He got out of hunting. He got married, started a family, paid a mortgage. Sure, he worked in law enforcement which was only a few steps down from hunting, but they had far better protection than any hunters did.

The idea that something as simple as a bullet could take his brother from him just didn’t seem possible.

“Sam, you ready?”

Sam snapped out of his thoughts and realized they were parked in front of the ranch where Cordell’s private funeral was being held. “Uh, yeah. Yeah, I’m ready,” he muttered, opening the door before he could be questioned further.

There were a few other cars. Emily did say it was going to be a private thing. Sam and Dean still wore suits, just in case.

Sam let Dean take the lead and stood a little behind him as he knocked. They only had to wait a few moments before Emily answered. She smiled softly at them and stepped aside to let them in. “Thank you for coming,” she said. “I- Everyone’s out back. We- Cordell wanted his body burned on a pyre so we set something up in the yard. I guess that’s what you call a hunter’s funeral? He put in his will so… Can’t really argue with it. I was just going to cremate him but this is what he wanted.”

Sam couldn’t look her in the eye, but he could tell she was wrecked. Not that he could blame her. He knew the pain of losing someone he loved. She was handling it better than he or Dean ever did.

“Yeah, that’s a hunter’s funeral,” Dean said. “Kinda surprised he asked for one, but I guess it never hurts to be careful.”

“Yeah, I guess not….” Emily led them out of the back door of the ranch house. There was a small group of people standing near the pyre,

There was an older couple that Sam vaguely remembered from the last time they’d been in Austin almost 15 years ago, when they were looking for Henry after Jess died. They were talking to a man Sam didn’t recognize. Standing a few feet away were two teenagers, the kids Emily had talked about before if he had to guess. They were talking to another couple that Sam didn’t recognize at all.

He had expected more people. True, Emily had said this was going to be private, but he expected close family and friends to include more people. Maybe that was just his imagination running away with him.

Emily led them over to the teenagers first. “Stella, August,” she started, “these are the… extended family I told you about before. Sam and Dean. Sam, Dean, these are your niece and nephew.”

Extended family was probably a better term than they deserved. “It’s nice to meet you two, finally,” was all Sam could think to say, smiling as best he could.

Stella regarded them cautiously. “Glad you could make it,” she muttered. 

Her brother smiled at them briefly. “It’s nice to meet you too. I… I hope you enjoy your stay.”

“Hi, I’m Geri. This is Hoyt,” said the woman standing near them. “We’re friends of Cordell. I’m glad you came.”

“Glad to be invited,” Dean said.

Emily smiled tightly. “Right. Well, I think we’re about ready- Oh, Larry!” She waved at someone behind them. “Larry, Did you bring what I asked?”

Sam looked over his shoulder to see a newcomer. “Ah, yes, I did,” the man said, holding up a gas can. “Still can’t believe he asked for this….” He eyed Sam and Dean curiously, looking to Emily with a silent question.

“Oh, right. Larry, these are Cordell’s other brothers, Sam and Dean. Sam and Dean, this is Larry James. He’s… Cordell’s partner. With the rangers.”

Sam felt more than saw Dean stiffen. He knew exactly what his brother was thinking; Henry’s partner was supposed to watch his back. And he failed. He grabbed Dean’s arm, silently begging him not to make a scene. Not here, not now.

“Nice to meet you. Heard a lot about you from Cordell. Maybe we can get drinks and swap stories together while we’re in town,” Larry offered.

“Not sure we’ll be in town that long,” Dean said curtly.

Emily coughed and took the can from Larry’s hands. “Let’s just do this? Abby’s got lunch made for everyone inside. You can all talk then.”

Sam discreetly kept a hold on Dean’s arm while they watched Henry’s body burn. He was afraid of what Dean might say or do on his own, watching someone else light the body while the man who was (partially) responsible for his death stood there like he belonged. It must kill Dean as much as it was killing him that they, Henry’s brothers, felt like the outsiders here.

The man of the older couple put out the fire as the ashes started to die down and everyone went inside. Emily introduced them to Liam, Henry’s “brother” and Abby and Bonham, the owners of the ranch and the people who had taken Henry in after he left all those years ago.

Honestly, Sam was happy for his twin. He’d managed to do something none of the rest of the Winchesters did; he built a life and a family of his own and kept them safe in every way he could. But, all the same, he was hurt that he’d essentially be replaced in his brother's life. And he knew Dean felt that too.

Sam was glad they came to the funeral. He just wished it didn’t hurt so much.

Larry James was the first to leave, not without promising to follow up on that drink offer. Sam smiled because Dean wouldn’t and they were left with the rest of the Walker family. Listening to them tell stories about Henry only served to make Sam and Dean feel more outcast and unwelcome.

They braved the stories and inside jokes they couldn’t participate in for as long as they could before they took their leave.

Emily stopped them before they went out the door. “You could stay,” she said, almost desperately. “There’s plenty of motels in town but I’m sure Abby and Bonham would let you-”

“We don’t want to outstay our welcome,” Dean muttered.

“Please, stay.” Emily's hand rested on his arm. “I- Maybe it’s not fair of me to ask this but you being here does help. And….” she sighed. “If you need a real reason to stay, Cordell never got around to telling them about monsters. I wanted him to tell them sooner but…. He always said he wanted them to have real childhoods and monsters weren’t part of that.”

Sam looked at Dean and knew what his answer would be. Whether they were welcome here or not, those kids were family. Family that was very much at risk without a skilled hunter around to protect them. If Henry couldn’t pass on the family business, they would have to do it for him.

“We can do that,” Sam said.

Emily smiled and thanked them. “I’ll- I’ll talk to the kids and let you know when to come by and give them the talk.”

“Sounds good.” Sam could only hope the conversation would go as well as Emily hoped it would.

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Dean drove them to the Walker home in the suburbs two days after the funeral. “I’m still not sure this is a good idea,” he said, looking at the deceptively picturesque house from their spot on the curb.

“Someone has to talk to them,” Sam said. “They need to know the truth before they learn it the hard way.”

“Yeah, well, they won’t wanna hear it.”

“They never do.”

Emily greeted them at the door and led them into the living room where Stella and August were waiting. Again, August smiled at them but Stella refused to make eye contact.

There wasn’t a single universe within anyone’s imagination where this conversation wasn’t going to be awkward. No matter how much Emily smiled or how gentle Sam and Dean tried to be with it or how interested August tried to look. It was never going to go well. No one ever reacted well to hearing monsters were real. Dean could only imagine how much more awkward it would be when you were also learning that most of what you knew about your Dad was a lie.

But, as Sam said, someone had to tell them. It may as well be their family.

They didn’t get much further than ‘Monsters are real and we need to teach you how to kill them’ before Stella stopped playing nice. “This is bullshit.”

Emily stared at her. “Stella-”

“It is!” Stella pushed herself up from the couch and glared at her mother. “You can’t expect us to just go with this. You randomly tell us Dad has two brothers we’ve never heard about before, then they come in and tell us monsters exist so they have an excuse to hang out with us, and we’re not supposed to think that’s weird? No. I’m not doing this.” She stormed out of the room and Emily followed on her heels.

August stayed sitting at the table, staring at his hands. “You guys should probably go,” he muttered. “It’ll be a while before she calms down and she still won’t listen to you.”

“Right. Okay. Tell your mom ‘bye’ for us,” Dean muttered.

It probably could’ve gone worse, he thought to himself while mindlessly flipping through tv channels in their motel room that night. He tried not to think too much about why he and Sam weren’t packing up yet, when it was so obvious they didn’t belong here.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

Dean exchanged a look with Sam and cautiously approached the door. It was too late to be housekeeping and there was no one else who would bother them here.

Dean checked through the peephole before answering the door. “...August.”

The kid stood in front of the door, hands shoved in his jacket pockets. “Can I come in?” he asked in a small voice.

Dean stepped aside to let him in. “What are you doing here? Isn’t it past your bedtime?”

August glared at him. “I’m 15, not 5. I don’t have a ‘bedtime’.”

“Curfew then.”

“It’s not until midnight. I have time. And Mom knows I’m here anyway; she told me where you were staying.”

“That’s all well and good, August,” Sam said from his spot on the bed. “But that doesn’t answer the question. Why are you here?”

August unhunched his shoulders and looked at them with a determination that reminded Dean a little too much of Henry. “I want to learn how to kill monsters.”

“You sure about that, kid?” Dean asked. “Your sister didn’t seem too jazzed about the idea.

August looked down. “Yeah, well…. She doesn’t get it.”

“What doesn’t she get?” Sam asked gently.

August shrugged, looking away from Dean. “It’s just….Dad’s always protected us,” he said quietly. “From people and… I guess monsters too. But he’s not here now. Someone has to look after us since he’s not here anymore. Uncle Liam is going back to New York soon and Gramps is getting older and you two won’t be here forever. So…It has to be me.”

It has to be me. Practically a Winchester motto. He didn’t even need to look at Sam to know what he was thinking. “You’re a little young to be thinking that way, kid,” Dean said.

August deflated. “...So you won’t teach me?”

“Didn’t say that,” Dean said. “We will teach you. We’ll teach Stella too if she’ll let us. We owe it to your dad.”

“But it’s not gonna be easy,” Sam warned. “Fighting monsters is dangerous. There’s a reason your dad kept it a secret for so long.”

“I know. I’m ready for that.” But he didn’t know. And he wasn’t ready. Not yet. Not by a long shot.

“Right. Well, either way, we’re not starting your lessons now. Go home and get some rest. We’ll start in the morning,” Dean promised.

August nodded and left, leaving the brothers alone again.

Dean sighed as the door clicked shut behind him. Guess we’re staying in town for a little bit.” He only hoped they’d stay welcome.

#walker #walker fic #walker fanfic #supernatural #supernatural fanfic #walkernatural #henry winchester verse #walkernatural extras #my writing #my fic

[crashdevlin]

Gone Girl 3- Missing Persons

Author’s Note: Here we go, down the Walker hole! My beta for this is Miss Cupcake (@petitegateau991 on tumblr)

Summary: Cordell goes looking for info on Y/n.

Pairing: none yet

Word Count: 1331

Story Warnings: not much just felonies to get info, mentions of death of a 

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Cordell looked around the office before sitting down. He wasn't strictly allowed to look into the woman using Ranger resources, but Y/n was too suspicious. He put her name into the system, but nothing came up. No court records in any Texas court, no speeding tickets, not even a vehicle operator's license or state ID. Y/n Salama didn’t exist according to Texas.

He tried a few different spellings and anything that might be a long form of the name, but nothing came up.

So, he went to Google. The search site gave him no more than searching through official channels. She didn't seem to have an online presence, either.

"Who doesn't have social media these days?" he asked himself before pulling out his phone. The phone rang twice before it connected. "Hey, Geri."

"Cordell Walker. What in the world are you doin' callin' me at 7am?"

"Need a favor." He waited for her to get her moans and groans and complaints out before he continued. "New girl, Y/n, I need to know who she is."

"What? Why?"

"Just a feelin' I have. Can you get into the file cabinet in the office and get me some info?" He cleared his throat and looked around the office again. "Maybe her Social Security number?"

"Ranger, are you asking me to perform identity theft?"

"No. Not that far, just...gather information."

"Personal information. Wha-what's this feeling you have?"

"That she's not who she says she is. I mean, she says she went to one of the toughest schools in Dallas. White has, what, four gangs and some of the lowest test scores in the state and more kids that get locked up each year than graduate...but she speaks like a debutante? She's got tan lines on her left hand, but I can't find any record of her being married. I can't find any record of her, at all. So, maybe she's lying about her name for some reason and I can look her up based on that social yer gonna get me?" He didn't mention the way she treated his cuts and bruises.

Geri sighed heavily, sending static through the phone. "Fine. I will try to get in and get your information."

“Thank you ever so much, Geraldine,” he teased before slumping a little in his chair. “Seriously. Keep an eye on her for me, too. Something’s not right."

"Right," she responded dryly.

"What?"

"If you're doin' this because she's cute, you could just-"

"She's not cute. Jesus, just...let me know what you find out."

"Whatever you say. I'm goin' back to sleep."

Cordell rolled his eyes as he set his cell on his desk. He would investigate her more later.

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"I've got a soccer game tomorrow. You aren't planning to get kidnapped before then, are you?" Stella asked as Cordell sat at the dinner table that night.

Auggie and Bonham chuckled but Abilene shook her head. "That isn't funny, Stella. Your father could have been killed."

"He's always almost getting killed," the teen sassed back.

"But at least he's almost getting killed in Austin," Bonham chimed.

"Thanks, Dad," Cordell said, picking up a roasted potato with his fork. "I have no plans on being abducted or almost gettin' killed between now and your next soccer game, Stel. I'll be there."

"Good, because I'm starting forward and I'm gonna kick butt."

Everyone except Auggie smiled, proud of the young athlete. "Of course you're gonna kick butt. Can't wait to see it." Stella smiled at her father's words and focused on her plate.

"So, they got all the guys who were running that fight ring?" Auggie asked.

Cordell's eyes went to his mother's. Abilene was blatantly unhappy with the conversation choice. "Yeah. Pretty sure. I mean, my head was a little fuzzy in the debrief but I think they did. How, uh, how's school comin'?" he asked to switch subjects. His mother smiled at him as she listened to Auggie talk.

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"Okay, so she's not just awkward and uptight," Geri said, leaning across the bar closer to Walker. "I started askin' her 'bout her family...normal shit, right? 'How's yer mama an' them?' kinda stuff and she suddenly remembered she had to go clean the Men's room. I asked if she had any friends in town, she said 'not yet' so I asked her what kinda crazy she is to move somewhere with no job or support system waiting for her and she clammed up." Geri shook her head. "She ran out to get something from her car and didn't come back until we hit a rush and I was too busy to ask her any other questions."

Walker shook his head. The theory forming in his head was a sad one. "You get that information for me?" he asked quietly.

"Yeah, but...you didn't get it from me, cowboy." She dug into her apron pocket and pulled out a paper coaster, folded in half.

"Thank you."

"You'll tell me when you figure her out, right? I'm invested now."

.

Walker chuckled and nodded as he tucked the coaster into his pocket. "Yes, ma'am."

"You want a beer?"

He shook his head as he stood. "Nah. I'ma head back to the office and look this up. I'll talk to you later."

"Well, I'm off at 7, so if you don't make it back here before then, I'll call you tomorrow."

Walker figured he could make it to the office and back, checking the Social Security Number quickly in what was sure to be an almost empty office, so he just nodded and left. Dodging janitorial staff and the odd Ranger, he made it back to his desk and input the number into the search.

'Ann Maria Salama

DOB: 04/19/1986

Deceased: 08/11/1988'

"Seems Y/n's a dead girl. Interesting." He checked his watch. "Geri gets off in ten minutes. Dead girl should be on by the time I get back."

The trip back to the bar was spent figuring out the best way to approach the woman about her use of an alias and a dead girl's social. He adjusted his hat and headed into the bar. She flinched at the sound of the door opening, then smiled brightly. "Hello, Ranger! Those bruises seem to be healing nicely."

Walker nodded as he moved to sit at the bar. "Yeah, I think I can thank you for that."

"Well, you're ever so welcome. Thought you might be upset at me for makin' you drink Shirley Temples all night."

"Not as upset as I am about you lying to me about your name," he said nonchalantly. Her eyes went wide and snapped to meet his. "And where you went to school and probably that story about your great great grandaddy coming into Angel Island, since 'Salama' is a name that belongs to a little girl who died of leukemia at two years old." Her jaw dropped and trembled, and he could see her body tense as she debated fleeing. "Now, don't run. Pretty sure neither of us want me to chase you."

"Ranger, I...please, let me-"

"You're gonna explain," he interrupted. He made his expression soft, putting as much empathy in his eyes as he could manage. "Because you've broken some heavy federal laws here and I get the feeling it's not because you wanted to."

She broke immediately, sobs wracking her body as she dropped her elbows to the bar top and buried her face in her hands. "Please, don’t take me in! I had to! I didn't have a choice. I had to get away!"

Every theory he had about why she was lying was confirmed in that last sentence. He reached out to put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it's okay. I'm not gonna take you in...but I need to know everything."

She sniffled as she stood up, eyes red and lids puffy as she wiped tears from them. "Okay. I'll tell you."

#cassie writes stuff #walker fanfic #walker x reader

[the-slythering-raven]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Walker (TV 2021) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Cordell Walker, Cassie Perez (Walker TV 2021), Larry James Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Emotional Hurt/Comfort Summary:

Aka the first time Cassie Perez meets Emily Walker (or her grave)

Cassie's monologue to Emily's grave has been taken from @theladywyn 's lovely fic at my door the leaves are falling, with her blessing.

#walker fanfic #cordell walker #emily walker #cassie perez #larry james makes a brief cameo or two as well