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archangelofzion · 2 days
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literally me with all my comfort characters
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master-of-the-stars · 18 days
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On my longmire train 🤠🔫🐎👮‍♂️
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zigzagziggyyy · 4 months
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Lou as Henry standing bear in Longmire 🐻🧸
@younggunsfan Thank you for the request! Hope these are ok 🌺
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Crazy Horse was a 19th century Lakota war leader of the Oglala band who took up arms against the U.S federal government against intrusion by settlers on Native American land and to conserve the traditional lifestyle of the Lakota people. Furthermore, Crazy Horse Memorial (6,532 ft high) which is still a work in progress was started by Sculptor Korczak Ziolkowski in 1948 who was commissioned by the Lakota Chief Henry Standing Bear and a few other of his fellow Lakota leaders.
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hoidn · 1 year
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Henry Standing Bear (being dragged across the desert on a makeshift stretcher while suffering from exposure and dehydration after being assaulted, kidnapped, and staked to the ground): Are we there yet?
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quanticowrites · 3 months
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Night Terror (Henry Standing Bear x Reader)
•• This isn't very long, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! For my Henry Anon! 😘 ••
Waking up in a cold sweat was nothing new to you. Frankly, it was rare that you didn’t. That first intake of air after waking up always seemed the hardest. Your lungs refused to cooperate and only allowed you to take short and shallow breaths. Tears found themselves at the edge of your eyes as you helplessly stared up at the ceiling. You couldn’t call out to Henry, but you knew he was right there, next to you. It wasn’t long into your panic attack that you heard Henry sigh before rolling over in bed to face you.
“Easy.” He said, voice rough from being his first words in hours. “Breathe with me.” He took in a deep breath and you tried your best to follow him, but your breathing just wouldn’t slow down. His shoulders relaxed. “Do not force yourself.” He took another breath. “Try again.” This time was more successful. He smiled and reached out a hand, wiping away the few tears that had managed to fall down your face. “Good.” It was an intense ten minutes as you and Henry breathed in sync. You finally turned to face him fully, searching for his hands under the covers. He rubbed his thumb across your knuckles, and you sighed.
“Thanks, Henry.” He smiled, eyes blinking sleepily.
“Are you alright?” You nodded.
“No more than usual after one of those.” You chuckled, but Henry didn’t seem to find it funny.
“I mean it, (Y/n). That one lasted longer than usual.” You shrugged.
“I feel fine now.” He gave you a look that said he didn’t quite believe you before pulling you towards him. You let him snake his arm underneath you before wrapping the other around you. This close you could feel Henry’s breath on your face. It was making your face hotter than the panic attack.
“You are not a very good liar.”
“What do you want me to tell you, Henry? I feel like shit and I’m hot as hell?”
“It’s a start.” You laid your head down by his chest and he traced a heart on your back. “I know you know you can tell me these things.”
“Yeah, I know Henry. I just figured you could care less at 4 am.”
“Do not think I do not care, (y/n).” He bent down and kissed the top of your head. “I care about you more than life itself.”
“What movie did you pull that line from?” He paused.
“It was a book.” You laughed. “Go back to sleep. I will keep the monsters at bay.” You smiled. You knew he would, if they ever came physically. Unfortunately, Henry still couldn't do anything about the ones in your head. But he helped you deal with them the best he could.
“Henry.”
“Hm?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, (y/n). Now, go back to sleep.”
“I'll try.”
“That is all I can ask.” You felt Henry’s heartbeat as your head lay against his chest. You found the pulse reassuring. Henry would always be there for you when you needed it. That gold band on your finger reminded you of that every day. He reminded you of that every night.
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green-ajah-aes-sedai · 11 months
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Henry Standing Bear
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tincankam · 1 year
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The many faces of Henry Standing Bear
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urfavesarequadranted · 7 months
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Walt Longmire and Henry Standing Bear from Longmire are Moirails
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Walt Longmire and Henry Standing Bear from Longmire are moirails!
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eric-raleigh · 1 month
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I live here now. 😌❤️
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just finished watching Longmire and it was a process, let me tell ya. but Henry was the absolute best part of the show.
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bkwormkate · 3 months
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LONGMIRE: Resolved | A Longmire Fanfic
The sequel to Unresolved picks up right where things left off, in the aftermath of the showdown with Malachi Strand. This story follows Cady Longmire and Jacob Nighthorse as they attempt to move forward with their lives together. Will Sheriff Walt Longmire accept his daughter’s apparent betrayal? How will things be resolved when so much is at stake? 
I know it's been over a year, but three new chapters are up on AO3! The final two chapters are in the editing phase...
@callforhelp @cady-nighthorse @whatamess @lifegetsdandruff (If Jady is still y'alls' jam 😉)
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zigzagziggyyy · 3 months
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Longmire S1-E1&2 🐻🧸
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ninimackbrews · 7 months
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Guys… i have officially fallen from grace… I started writing and Expendables fanfiction.
Put me out of my misery🤦🏻‍♀️
BUT - for anyone interested, I have started working on Lover again!!! Eeeeppp! Hopefully part 2 and 2.5 will be out by Halloween!
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namnworb · 8 months
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Henry Standing Bear from Longmire
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quanticowrites · 7 months
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This is a fine mess we're in Pt. 2 (Henry Standing Bear x Reader)
•• I hope there's at least one person out there enjoying this story! Find Part one here! Thanks! ••
He turned off all the lights in the bar, except for a rotating Rainier Beer sign, leaving the place just lit enough for the three of you to see. If you tried looking in through the windows though…you’d have no luck. Henry installed Rain Glass windows to keep the atmosphere of the bar quiet. Especially if a brawl broke out outside. That way it wasn’t his problem. When the sun hit the windows just right it made such a beautiful pattern across the dining area.
“Justin, come out with your hands up.” Walt’s voice boomed. The Absaroka County Sheriff didn’t get to use that MegaPhone of his much. You supposed that was a good thing. “If you come out right now I can talk with the DA about taking the death penalty off the table.” The phone started to ring. “That’s me. Pick it up and we’ll talk.”
“Sheriff Longmire,” Justin put the receiver to his ear. “A pleasure. Let me tell you how this is going to work.” He pulled up a bar stool and made himself comfortable. “First, you’re gonna get me an ambulance to the hospital. No replacing EMTs with any police officers. After that, you get me a helicopter to fly out of there, and maybe I won’t kill these two.” He chuckled. “Unlike that security guard at the bank. You know he got a round-off on me?” He took a deep breath. “Hurts like you wouldn’t believe.” Walt could believe it. He’d been shot before, more than once. “You go ahead and work on that then.” He put the phone down. “Let’s see if he makes me kill you two or not.”
Justin smirked before looking over. His eyes met yours and you felt a pit in your stomach. You found yourself leaning into Henry’s side more. “How about we have a little fun, sweetheart? I won’t be as rough as usual.” He rounded the bar and Henry jumped up, stepping forward and putting himself between you and Justin.
“You touch her, you will die where you stand.” Justin blinked, surprised by Henry’s outburst. Then he smiled again.
“Ah, she must be your honey, huh? Well, you’ll find it, Mister, that I do what I want.” He went to brush past Henry, but Henry wasn’t going to let that happen. He gave him a sucker punch right to his bullet wound. The noise that came from him didn’t sound human as he stepped back but managed to stay on his feet. The gun dropped from his hand. Henry went for another punch and was able to force him back against a table, sending chairs you’d put up earlier to the ground at their feet. Justin tripped backward on a chair and landed hard on his shoulder. Your eyes went for the gun and back to Justin. He started to try and stand while you found yourself rising to your feet and heading for the gun. He saw what you were doing and dove for the gun too, both your hands wrapping around either end of it. You didn’t know what to do as you and he started to fight for it, hands going over hands, not paying attention to where it was pointed, or if anyone’s finger was on the trigger-
BAM!
It was like lightning had struck your hand as you screamed, dropping the gun and pulling your hand back from where it had been around the barrel. You hissed at the pain before reeling back.
“(Y/n)!” Henry sounded like he was almost a mile away with how fast your blood was roaring through your ears. “(Y/n)!” You jump as you get turned around. Henry looked you up and down. “Were you shot? Does it hurt anywhere?” You tried to take a deep breath so you could answer him, but your lungs wouldn’t cooperate. They felt heavy and it was as if they’d sunk deeper into your chest. You brought up your hand and he sighed, leaning back on his knees. He looked behind you and you went to turn before he grabbed your wrist and kept your gaze forward. “He is dead. You do not need to see that.”
“I’ve got some burn cream back at the station if you and (Y/n) are up for a ride.” You jumped again. When had Walt gotten in here? Was it when you were fighting for the gun? Henry looked back at you.
“Are you up for that?” You flexed your hand and hissed before attempting another deep breath. This time, your body cooperated.
“Yeah.” You stated, and you could see Henry’s shoulders physically relax.
He stood up and offered you his hand. He smiled and you felt the blush return to your face.
“This is a fine mess we are in.” There was no doubt about that.
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