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ttuesday · 1 year

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The Feller’s Love Languages <3

Arthur -> Acts of Service

Arthur’s love language is definitely acts of service, it’s something he’s done his whole life to show others he cares for them. He knows how time-consuming chores can be, so by doing them for you, Arthur hopes it’ll show you just how much you mean to him.

If you ever need anything in town then Arthur will go and get it for you, even if it’s first thing in the morning. Sure, he might complain sometimes but no matter what, Arthur always gets it done for you.

Even if there’s any jobs you don’t feel up to, Arthur will gladly take your place if it means you having some time to relax. Hell, you could ask him for the moon and I’m sure Arthur will do everything in his power to get it for you.

The best way to show your appreciation is by doing little tasks that Arthur might not have the time for. We all know how busy he is fixing everyone else’s problems so sometimes he doesn't have the time to brush his horse thoroughly, declutter his satchel or donate some money to the gang fund. Honestly, if you do any one of these things, Arthur will feel like the luckiest man alive.

Charles -> Quality Time

Charles is a person who really wants to get to know someone before getting into a relationship with them so even when y’all were just friends, quality time together has always been essential.

Charles loves being around you, he even waits to do his chores while you’re busy with your chores too. That way, doing the chores is more fun and it’s kinda like an in-camp date, both of you so captivated by each other that doing the dishes doesn’t seem that boring anymore.

Of course Charles likes more intimate quality time too, whether that be hunting together or having a picnic and watching the sunset. Yet no matter where y’all are or who else is there, as long as you’re by his side then Charles is happy.

The best way to show Charles you love him too is by asking him to teach you how to make arrows, bait and traps. That way he gets to teach you a useful skill and spend more time with you, full of innocent touches as he softly instructs you on how to set the trap.

Dutch -> Receiving Gifts

Although Dutch loves going on about Evelyn Miller and the ruthlessness of the upper class, he can be quite materialistic. He loves getting presents because he can judge someone’s character by which present they give him; if it’s something he likes, then they must pay close attention to him which makes him feel even more loved.

But when it’s Dutch who’s buying the gifts, expect many bouquets of flowers. He likes getting the pre-made bouquets just because they’re a bit pricey and he loves spending money on you.

Whenever he leaves early in the morning for a con or robbery, he leaves small, more personalised gifts nearby for you to find, just in case the job doesn’t go according to plan.

Even if you don’t give him any physical gifts, just by making a big deal out of anniversaries or any gang events gives Dutch that same feeling of love.

Micah -> Physical Touch

Micah is so goddamn touch starved. Do y’all really think this guy has ever gotten a hug? (without paying for it). While it takes him a while to accept some genuine physical affection, it’s something he quickly clings to and holds on to dearly.

As much as he refuses to admit it, he’s a sucker for some skin on skin contact, even if you brush past his arm or let your hand linger on his for a few moments, he’ll think about it for the rest of the day.

When you’re in a relationship with Micah, he’s not afraid to get a lil touchy feely just to make sure everyone within a 25 metre radius knows y’all are an item. Basically, he’s always manhandling you, with one hand on the small of your back or wrapped snuggly around your waist.

While Micah is quite handsy, he doesn’t exactly make out with you in public (if people wanna see that, they’ll have to pay) so the best way to show him you care while simultaneously riling him up is by giving him a quick yet lingering kiss randomly throughout the day before continuing on your way again.

John -> Acts of Service

Similar to Arthur, John is kinda an errand boy (though he does complain a lot more). Don’t get me wrong, he doesn’t necessarily enjoy doing things for others but he sees it as showing you how dedicated he is.

Like I said, you will hear a fair few complaints but John eventually gets the job done, whether that be making you coffee in the morning or doing some laundry for you.

If John ever hears you complaining about a recon job you have to go on or some boring task given to you by Dutch, he’ll offer to go instead or to tag along with you, hoping to make it somewhat fun.

Honestly, most of the time John ends up doing your chores at camp and completely neglect his own, so to return the love, the best thing to do is his chores for him before Miss Grimshaw starts berating him.

Javier -> Words of Affirmation

Javier is a big believer in communication being key in any relationship and so he’s always quick to praise you and encourage you in all aspects of life.

He’s basically your hype man, there to remind you how attractive you look, how talented you are and how you constantly make his day better simply by being there. And if he thinks you’re feeling a little down, Javier really amps it up and will spend the day whispering sweet nothings to you.

Seriously, Javier will take almost any opportunity to remind you just how grateful he is to have you in his life. Even when tensions get high at camp, Javier normally pulls you aside to gush about how lucky he feels to have you as his partner.

The best way to return the love is by telling Javier whenever he impresses you; whether it be on a job or playing the guitar, whenever he gets a compliment from you, he’s on cloud 9 for the rest of the day.

Bill -> Receiving Gifts

In fairness, Bill likes to love in a number of different ways. He loves spending quality time with you, touch you in places only he’s allowed to, listen bashfully as you praise him but if you really want to make Bill’s heart flutter, get him a gift.

Bill knows how important cash is both in the gang and in general so if you spend some on him, he feels sincerely honoured. Hell, you could simply pick him a wildflower from the outskirts of camp and Bill will act as if you’ve just brought him a gold bar.

Even when Bill doesn’t have the money to spoil you, he always brings you back little trinkets he finds while on random jobs or bring you a bottle of beer so you can both drink together and unwind after a long day.

If you buy him something snazzy for one of your anniversaries, Bill falls in love with you all over again. Even when money’s tight, leaving him a love note in his jacket pocket or some photos of the two of you together will almost bring a tear of happiness to his eye.

Sean -> Physical Touch

Sean absolutely loves touching you, whether that be playing with your hair, holding your hand, giving you a hug from behind and the list goes on and on!

He likes how reassuring your hand in his feels or how relaxed he becomes when you lean into him. You’re not doing much, but just to know you’re there is very soothing for Sean.

My god this man will use any excuse to give you a massage. It’s possibly his favourite excuse reason to touch you, slowly running his hands along your skin before he begins applying pressure to wherever it is you say.

To be blunt, literally any form of physical touch with you is enough to make him feel special but if you really want to spoil Sean (or if you want him to stop talking for a while) then run your fingers through his hair and watch him quickly turn to putty.

Hosea -> Quality Time

Hosea adores having some time alone with you, finally being able to unwind and give you all of his attention. Having a break away from camp and some quality time with you honestly keeps Hosea sane.

Date nights are absolutely imperative, no matter what’s going on, Hosea always plans a date night each week. It’s something he looks forward to and Hosea adores planning out each date night, wanting to keep the details as a surprise for you.

He’s always very hesitant to cancel a date night but if the law is snooping around and it’s too dangerous to go out, he can settle for spending the night planning cons on the outskirts of camp instead.

Hosea is quite the bookworm so something he loves doing with you is stealing buying 2 copies of a book and discussing each chapter together. It’s like your own private book club and it’s only one of the many things you do that makes Hosea’s heart warm.

Trelawny -> Words of Affirmation

Trelawny likes to talk and he likes to be open about his feelings, never hesitating to give someone a genuine compliment or try to uplift them with his words.

Honestly, when isn’t Trelawny gushing about you? Josiah can’t help but sing your praises whenever you’re near, telling everyone how amazing you did on a recent con and raving about how ravishing you look.

Sometimes he fears he may embarrass you with his constant praise but once you give him that cute smile of yours or a quick kiss on the cheek, he sees that as your permission for him to keep boosting about you.

Trelawny practically remembers every compliment you’ve given him. He holds your opinion very highly so whenever you praise him or simply tell him you love him, he can’t help but turn a light shade of red and wonder what on earth has he done to deserve someone as magnificent as you.

Kieran -> Physical Touch

Once Kieran feels comfortable with his partner, he absolutely loves physical affection. Touching you and knowing your close makes him feel so safe and relaxed.

Whenever Kieran’s going through a stressful time or fretting over the O’Driscoll’s, cuddling with you makes him feel like everything will be ok. He’s pretty sure you have some mystic calming ability cause no matter what the circumstances are, the instant you touch him, Kieran feels 10 times better already.

Kieran loves giving you small touches throughout the day. He knows if he does anymore then the gang will tease him so for the most part, he sticks to some playful nudges, squeezing your hand, rubbing your shoulders or giving you a quick peck on the lips if he’s really feeling daring.

Kieran loves it whenever you initiate physical affection, especially when you boldly kiss him in front of the others or sit on his lap. Although it always makes him flustered and stumble over his words, he gets a massive boost of confidence every time you do this.

Lenny -> Quality Time

Dating Lenny means you’re basically joined at his hip, always together whether it be in a job or just relaxing at camp. He adores spending time with you, although he usually gets distracted flirting with you and never gets any work done.

Whenever Lenny’s supposed to go on guard duty, he brings you out with him to keep him company. That way, going on guard duty is actually fun and y’all can get some alone time.

Even though you both spend a lot of time together, neither of you are ever bored. Lenny is an expert at making up silly games for you both to play throughout the day. For example, his latest game is putting his hat on your head and vice versa, with whoever’s wearing the hat by the end of the day being the one who has to buy the drinks the next time y’all are out.

Lenny’s dream would be a weekend away from camp, just the two of you at some old cabin, cooking dinner together and acting like a couple that aren’t wanted by bounty hunters. Even if living a relatively normal life is very unlikely, Lenny always likes to daydream about your future together.

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lukeskqwalker · 1 year

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I'm replaying rdr2 rn and usually I leave every micah mission for the last possible moment just so that I can have as much time with him gone as possible. this time I didn't. doing that made me notice that Micah????? Tried??? To get more people to like him?? Arthur included?

Im not saying that in a "aw poor guy" kind of way. It's very obvious that it's slimy. The girls he wants to like him for obvious reasons. Anyone who's not white he Doesn't do this to and is actively antagonistic towards. But Micah tries to get Arthur to like him in the same way he gets Dutch to like him. He tries to talk to Arthur friendly MULTIPLE times, and every time arthur (rightfully) shuts him down. He showers him in compliments and thanks and good job opportunities. He even donates pretty decent money to the camp funds. Not as often as other people, but when he donates it's like 10 dollars as opposed to other peoples 1 dollar. (Funnily enough, I noticed this bc I always donate 10 dollars at a time no matter how much money I have, just so I'm not harassed for not donating in 4 days when the last time I donated 1000.) It's only after arthur shuts him down so often that Micah tries to get rid of him.

But here's the thing. Micah is shitty towards the people arthur loves, and that's a deal breaker for him no matter how much micah tries to butter him up. Charles and lenny are both people that Arthur shows massive respect and appreciation for. They work hard, don't escalate situations in a way that endangers the gang, and they don't consider some lives as fundamentally above others. and micah, who does none of those things, is just a racist asshole towards them. Arthur feels a responsibility towards the girls, and micah harasses them. EVERY time you talk to one of the girls after micah does, arthur asks them to let him know if they want him to do anything about it. (I actually have no idea what he's like towards Tilly, as I've never had an interaction between the two, but I highly doubt it would be good.) He's creepy towards jack, but I'm genuinely not sure if he's like that from the start or only after arthur had turned him down so much. AND: hosea doesn't like him. Hilariously I think that alone would be enough for arthur to hate him as well.

Funnily enough, all this combined makes me think of Dutch more than anyone else. For Arthur, fucking with the people he loves is a deal breaker. For Dutch, it's not. At least, it's not until it's too late for anyone to be saved, Dutch himself included.

#rdr #rdr2 #micah bell #arthur morgan #sorry don't mind me I'm falling into madness again #for those curious (0 people) I released him early bc I picked out which horse I was gonna ride in the mission where Arthur is tortured #bc his horse saves him and I like picking out which horse does that narratively #I had freed a nakoda from the murfree brothers and she's scarred to hell and back #thought it'd be narratively fitting for them to save eachother dhgsgshdjfj #OK BUT I AM GENUINELY EMO ABOUT DUTCH #him in rdr1 is agonizing to see #he's so goddamn tired

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fatal-fart-attack · 8 months

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listen listen listen i love them

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yeehawpurgatory · 7 months

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I wish Black Belle pegged John 👊🏾😔

#john marston is so fuckable leave me alone #I just know he’d ride black belle like a horse yo

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wristglitter · 8 months

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#save the horse ride this nigga.#╳ — a j a n i 🧜🏿‍♂️#xian bell

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pallanophblargh · 2 years

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State of the bike-bling. Installed some new leather bar tape, which is awesome, but I botched the wrapping on the inside of the curves so I will need to redo it at some point. No matter. Got a new bell and new bottle cages as well, everything is copper because I have a problem. The rear wheel which was bent in last months accident was replaced, but otherwise she’s doing just great and gets me through the 29 mile round trip commute most days!

#bike stuff #bike commuting #bicycle #all-city space horse #april rambles #I love this stupid bike so much #yes it’s ridiculous but I don’t care it’s my car!#I love the bell because now people respond appropriately when I approach #and the bottle cages are bird shaped hahaha #I think I’ve decided to name her Cirrus #because she rides like a cloud and she’s a horse lol #we joke that this bike makes me look like a hipster #oh well #currently isolating because poor j has covid #I’m fine at the moment but it would be highly unlikely I wasn’t exposed

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pate-can-get-around · 1 year

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I want to darken in the skies, open the floodgates up

#imogen temult #cr3 #critical role #critical role fanart #my art hehe #can you tell I too am a horse girl #let her ride free!!#bells hells #critrole #this is the most self indulgent thing I’ve drawn in a very long time

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nizzysam · 1 year

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#micah bell #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #baylock #micah and baylock #I'm gonna take my horse #to the old town road #I'm gonna ride #'til I can't no more

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tenth-sentence · 1 year

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Clearer and nearer the bells jingled, and clippety-clip came the quick trotting feet.

"The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring" - J.R.R. Tolkien

#book quote #lotr #lord of the rings #jrr tolkien #tfotr #the fellowship of the ring #horse riding #white horse #bells #jingle #jingling #glorfindel #elves #asfaloth

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potterwolves · 4 months

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one time when i was little i got a hold of my dad’s phone and went on twitter and i wanted to search for “jingle bells” but i didn’t know how to use twitter so i accidentally posted simply “jingle” on my dad’s account and his brother replied “jangle”

#jingle bells #jingle bells #jingle all the way #oh what fun #it is to ride #in a one horse open sleigh #hey

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sea-lanterns · 4 months

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RIDE ME!

synopsis: (cowgirl! au) what's better than riding a horse? a cowgirl.

featuring: navia, dehya, shinobu, clorinde, beidou, arlecchino

rating: 18+ smut (men and minors dni)

warnings: sub! afab fem reader, strap ons, riding, reader on top for the most part, teasing, strap ons refered to as c.o.ck and other synonyms, pet names, possessiveness, jealousy, potential poor translation of french from google translate (navia), slight cunnilingus (shinobu), size kink (beidou), handcuffs (clorinde), degradation (clorinde, arlecchino), usage of whore/slut (clorinde, arlecchino), captor x prisoner dynamic (arlecchino), belly bulge (beidou), may be ooc.

art credits: black lagoon

NAVIA

“Oh my, your cute little legs are shaking so much, ma cherie!*”

Navia giggles to herself when you find yourself panting and struggling to take all of Navia’s length inside of you. The thick toy causing your throat to tighten and whine, because Navia just had to pick something so damn big and long to shove up your pussy.

“N-Navia…” you grit through your teeth, some of the air knocking out of your lungs when the woman suddenly bucked her hips forward. “Yessss?” She replies nonchalantly, a smug look on her face when she sees the way you were struggling to properly ride her. “Did’ya…have to choose the biggest toy you could find?” You groan while glaring down at her sarcastically.

“Oh honey, stop complaining…” Navia giggles, grabbing your hips and ripping a moan out of you when she begins bouncing you on her own. “You’re a big girl, so you can take a big dick on your own, hm?”

With each riveting thrust, Navia had you bouncing on her hips like you were some excited little bunny, a look of pure satisfaction on the cowgirl’s face when she got an up close view of your pussy swallowing her cock each time you moved up and down. The sight was utterly breathtaking for the legendary cowgirl of your town, and you saw that she was in fact drooling a little bit from the way your cum was dripping down her shaft.

“Oh, baise-moi, tu es si belle*.” Navia mumbled under her breath, eyes glazing over in a mesmerized way. “I can’t believe you’re mine…”

She chuckles at the way your body twitches from the constant hammering of her hips, so she decides to cut the tension a bit by grabbing her cowgirl hat lying on top of the night stand and placing it over your eyes.

“There, now you look like a proper cowgirl.” Navia giggles, clutching your hips and smiling at the way her oversized hat tilts forward to cover your eyes. “Now ride me properly, you silly cowgirl. No horse is too big for you to tame…”

She lets out another cheery smile and continues to brutally thrust her hips at that.

English translations taken from Google Translate: *my love, *fuck me, you’re so beautiful

DEHYA

“(Chuckle), is the princess unable to tame this bull on her own?”

Dehya smirks cockily at the way you trembled like a leaf on top of her, the look of pure determination on your face as you attempted to get all seven inches of her strap deep inside you. You would’ve gotten all of it fitting snugly by now, but Dehya had been teasing you for the entirety of your session, smirking and gently patting your hips in a condescending manner, that really had you distracted to the point you struggled greatly with even fitting the first few inches.

“Oh, princess…” Dehya chuckles, eying the way your pussy was just drooling over her shaft like it was trying to lube itself as much as it could. Probably because it needed that much lube in the first place, and the sheer amount of precum you were excreting was enough to make your ears go hot in shame. “I’ve never seen you produce so much slick without orgasming, darlin’”

“Shut up…!” you whimpered, giving Dehya a snarky glare. “I’m not used to riding you on top!”

“It’s really not that hard, babe,” Dehya sighs, rolling her eyes playfully. “Trust me, riding a woman is a lot easier than riding a bull, and I know from both experiences.” She clicks her tongue and winks at you. “So why don’t you give it another shot, come on, I know you can do it.”

She gives you an encouraging pat on the ass and leans back, making sure to stretch her stomach a little bit so her abs could shine under the sunset’s rays. The sight of Dehya looking so relaxed and confident in you gave you the little boost you needed to ease up and slowly slide down to the hilt.

With a strangled gasp, you let out a pretty little whine that made Dehya practically groan with pleasure. “Such a pretty noise you made there, princess,” Dehya husks, trailing one of her thumbs to push at your clit. “Can you make more? You’re usually singing like a canary by now…”

She chuckles and helps you ease down the rest of her cock, noting the tiny twitch in your legs as you struggle to ground yourself to reality. “Ah, poor thing’s all tuckered out just from sitting down,” Dehya grins, sitting up slightly to whisper in your ear. “Would you like this bull to help ride for you?”

When you were unable to respond, feeling too unbearably full from her cock, Dehya smirks and shifts her hands to rest on your hips. “I guess that’s a yes from the pretty little lady.”

Holding you close to her muscled body, she begins to thrust upwards at a brutal place, tip hitting so deep inside you it had you bouncing till you weren’t even moving on your own…

SHINOBU

“Having difficulty, sweet thing?” Shinobu whispers in that raspy voice of hers, eyes glinting forwards at you like a cat, as she watches the way you involuntarily jerked at her thrusts from her strap on pounding inside you. Shinobu was by no means a gentle woman of any kind, yet when it came to you, the sweet darling bachlorette of small town Inazuma, the outlaw was considerably generous to you, given by the fact that she could wreck your delicate pussy at any time she wanted.

With that in mind however, Shinobu was being awfully patient with how long it took for you to adjust to her strap. The toy was not even breaking five inches, yet when you tried to stuff it inside you from the top —eager to ride Shinobu like a first time rodeo gal— you almost cried from the sheer stretch you felt of her shaft spearing you open.

“Oh, baby…” Shinobu hummed to herself out of pity, reaching a hand forward to ease your walls a little more by playing with your clit. “You gotta loosen up, babe. I’m about to slip right out again if you’re this tight right now…”

“S-Sorry…” you grimaced, trying desperately to get your body to relax. “I don’t know why it won’t go in…”

“You’re too tense, babe.” Shinobu chuckles, pulling her bandanna down to slip her long tongue out to lick at her teeth. “Do you want me to help you? I certainly can, all you need to do is ask…”

With the way she was licking her teeth seductively and showing off her impressively long tongue, you felt your cunt drip a bit more as just the sight of it had you drooling out of arousal. “Yes please,” you mumble softly, letting Shinobu lift you off her cock and place you back down on the bed. She eased herself lower so that she was now eye level with your cunt, and began licking slow, languid strokes with her tongue until she was able to see your folds loosen up a bit.

“Atta girl…” Shinobu mumbles breathlessly, gripping your thighs to keep you from squirming and pressing deep nail indents into your skin. “Tastier than any ambrosia they serve at that damned bar…”

She groans and pulls you down to kiss at your stomach, playfully nipping the skin right above your belly button before staring up at you hungrily.

“Do you still wanna ride me, doll?” She asks in a husky tone.

You shake your head no.

“Tch, spoiled girl…” she grins and raises your legs up on her shoulders so that she can angle her strap to fuck you. “You should be grateful I’m so lenient on a sweet thing like you…”

And with that, she has you clawing at the sheets as the outlaw prods her tip through your folds…

CLORINDE

“What a naughty girl, unable to keep your hands to yourself…”

Sheriff Clorinde smirks to herself as the jingle of your handcuffs move with every bounce you take on Clorinde’s strap. The sheriff having chosen a curved, purple dildo as a strap for you to ride on, as this was your punishment for provoking the sheriff while on duty for patrol.

How did you provoke her you may ask? Well, let’s just say parading around in a short skirt, casting flirtatious winks at the gunslinger and whispering how much you wanted her to destroy you was a one way ticket to pound town with Clorinde and your hands bound together with metal cuffs.

“But Sheriff, I was only vying for your attention…” you pouted, whining when you felt her hands grip your ass and keep you seated downward on the smooth, warm, toy.

“Vying for my attention, you say?” Clorinde raises a brow, tugging on the chain between your cuffs so that you’d suddenly lurch backwards with a yelp. “Nearly the entire town saw the way you were crooning for me. Don’t you have any shame?”

She gave a particularly hard thrust at the word shame, grinning to herself when she saw the way you began leaking all over the toy and crying. “What’s wrong you needy girl, have you sprung a leak?” She teases, trailing a finger down to scoop up some of your essence. “Weren’t you whining for my attention earlier? Come on, where’s that excited spark I saw earlier…”

She continues to roll her hips —albeit at a slower pace— before tilting her head up at you and sighing. “You know better than to make me jealous, sweet thing.” She sits up to whisper in your ear and holds your waist a little tighter. “Navia, Furina, and practically all the cowgirls in town had seen you parading yourself in such ludicrous ways. Only I have the pleasure of seeing you, alright?”

She grunts and begins to roll her hips a bit faster, practically grinding into you to the point all you could feel down there was Clorinde’s strap rearranging your insides.

“Clorinde…” you gasped when she suddenly pulled you forward to place a delicate little kiss on your mouth, completely contrasting the way she was currently pummeling you with her cock till all you could see were stars.

“That’s sheriff to you, slut.”

BEIDOU

“Well damn, I didn’t know a gal as sweet as you could take a cock this well…”

Beidou laughed as she rested back on the bed frame and placed her arms behind her head. She looked as relaxed as can be while she watched the prettiest girl in town —that’d be you— lazily bounce on her strap with determination. Usually the rugged cowgirl would be on top of you, molding your body to fit hers as she pounded her cock to the oblivion, but this time you wanted to try something different. Something you always wanted to do ever since watching Beidou wrangle some of those wild horses.

“I admit, when you first asked to ride me, I didn’t think you were serious,” Beidou sneers, “But after seeing how determined you are, it seems like you’d make quite the good cowgirl if you keep this up.”

She smiles and tilts your chin up to look at her, an endearing grin on the cowgirl’s face as she continues letting you “take the reins” so to speak.

“Like I’d ever want to ride a horse though,” you chuckle jokingly, barely hiding a moan as it slips past your lips. “I’d rather just tame a woman…”

“You already did, darlin’” Beidou smirks, pushing you down a little further till there was a slight bulge in your stomach from her cock. “You could tame any woman out here if you could, ya little rascal…”

Your body involuntarily shuddered when you felt her tip push so deep inside you, the ridged edges of her strap feeling so good against your walls, as they milked her for everything that she was worth. “Gentle now…” you groaned, feeling stuffed to the brim from the way she was handling you. “Is this how you treat all the ladies you bed with?”

“No, just this lady.” Beidou chuckles. “Am I too rough?”

“Not…exactly.” You whimpered, steadying yourself as Beidou bucks her hips a bit harder. “I just need to get used to it, that’s all…”

Beidou smiled softly at this, before murmuring a curse under her breath and pushing her bangs back in amusement. “Oh fuck me little lady…you’re absolutely precious…”

She can’t stop herself from grinning before grabbing your hips and helping you bounce up and down her shaft. At the extra pressure and boost in speed, you nearly creamed yourself and cried while Beidou kept you upright in her arms.

“Well if you’re so lenient on me being a bit rougher, then perhaps I shouldn’t be so gentle on you anymore, little lady…”

And she kept her word, having you eyes roll back in bliss as she leans forward to suck a nipple into her mouth.

ARLECCHINO

“Tch…I see why that small town of yours was so angry at me for taking you…” Arlecchino husks, the smoke from her cigar fogging up your senses while you sit upright on her lap with her cock buried inside you. “You’re quite the sight for sore eyes, aren’t you?”

She slips the cigar out of her mouth and puts it out on the ashtray beside her, blowing some smoke into your face and watching as you grimace and cough with a frown. “Sensitive too,” she remarks, smirking and caressing your face with the sharp nails you were oh so terrified of.

“A-Anyone would grimace if they had smoke blow back in their face…” you grunt, glaring down at your captor while you rode her strap with need. “It’s rude to do that anyhow, y’know.”

“I think you’re forgetting I’ve done much ruder things,” the bandit leader chuckles with amusement. “For example, kidnapped you and kept you for ransom. Isn’t that much worse than blowing smoke in your face, doll?”

Your face scowled down at her and she only grinned at the way you were pouting. “Oh, don’t make that face sweet thing. It’s not like I have you tied up and chained to a post in the desert. You willingly came in here to fuck me, so don’t act so innocent now…”

She flashes you a sneering look before moving her hips a bit rougher so that you could really feel how hard and perfect her cock felt inside you. The way your lips part and glisten with barely contained drool had Arlecchino stroking her ego faster than you could come undone. The sight of your town’s prized jewel now drooling and riding her cock with pathetic need was sending the bandit leader into another state of superiority.

“Oh how I wish that sheriff of yours could see you now,” Arlecchino chuckles, “Clorinde was it? My, she was seething at the way I had you gripped in my arms. She looked like she would shoot me dead right on the spot if I hadn’t been carrying you.”

She was on a power trip, a glistening of madness in those red, X-shaped pupils of hers, as she began bouncing you harder against her strap.

“You like that though, I know. A whore like you just loves being the center of attention amongst all those rugged cowgirls…”

She scoffs and sits up to bite a hickey onto your neck, enjoying the way you squirmed and clung onto her shoulders immediately once you felt her teeth on your skin.

“Tell you what, once that sheriff of yours comes up with the sum of money I want, you send her back a little message for me, m’kay?” She growls and practically grips your ass into her clawed hands. “I want you to show her every little bite, hickey, and scratch I leave on your body, so she knows you had fun with me in my tent. Got it?”

You nodded enthusiastically before whining at the way she was now speeding her thrusts.

“Good whore.”

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nimaanila · 5 months

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Slow Down, Cowboy (Part 1)

Pairing: Billy the Kid (Tom Blyth) x reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: None. This will probably be the first part of a three or four part series. Establishing the pairing. More fluff to come!

Synopsis: Reader is a server/bar keeper at the local saloon. Billy and the guys come for a drink after a long day of horse stealing and cattle rustling. It doesn’t take much for Billy and reader to take an interest in each other.

A/N: So, no surprise I’m on the Tom Blyth train after watching TBOSAS. I needed more so naturally I watched Season 1 of Billy the Kid and let me tell you, I was not disappointed. He is SO FINE in this series!! Kicking my feet and twirling my hair fr. Also a very good series!! Please watch if you love Tom and love a good story. This was born out of disappointment from the lack of writing on Tom’s Billy on this app as well as a craving for more Tom 😅 Enjoy!!

Part 2: Here

Part 1: A Sight for Sore Eyes

The saloon was already hustlin’ and bustlin’ on a Friday evening. The cacophony of chatter, laughter, and glasses clinking, only to be amplified by the 5 or so pairs of cowboy boots you heard stomping into the saloon, accompanied by the incessant ringing of the bell above the entryway door. The scuffed boots belonged to a group of rowdy cowboys coming in for a drink, or three, after a long day of horse thievin’ and cattle rustlin’, no doubt. You eyed up each one of them, noting their greasy hair underneath tattered hats, dirt caked around and under their fingernails, and revolvers strapped to their hips for easy access. You had been around town long enough to know that these guys were up to no good during the day, but that was none of your business. A paying customer was a paying customer, no matter how they got their money.

You carried on serving customers who were already at the bar until you heard the bell above the door ring again, signaling the entrance of another patron. Normally you wouldn’t give that sound a second thought, but something compelled you to glance up in the direction of the noise.

The saloon was small, so there wasn’t much distance between you, working behind the counter, and the door. You were surprised to be met with striking blue eyes underneath curly brown hair and a dark brown top hat. He was tall. Lean. Young. Very handsome. You had not seen him before… at least not in person. Wanted posters with his face and a handsome reward for his capture were plastered all over every county east and west of Lincoln. None other than the infamous Billy the Kid had just stepped through your saloon doors, reputation preceding miles before him.

Despite what you had heard about him, you couldn’t help but let your eyes linger on him as you memorized his appearance. You noticed his eyes sparkle as they met yours. Perhaps it was from the lights hanging overhead, you thought. He stopped as the door slammed to a close behind him. Without breaking eye contact, he removed his hat and held it to his chest, giving you a polite nod and a slight smile, acknowledging your innocent exchange. He then wandered off to find the loud group of men that had entered the saloon moments before him.

So, Billy the Kid was riding around town with these guys. You knew to keep your distance from guys like that in your personal life, but at work, money was money. The group of guys came up to the bar, eyeing you up and down before placing their drink orders. They weren’t original; Whistles and cat calls accompanied by orders for straight vodka or whiskey for the lot. You handed out drinks with a smile, graciously accepting their tips. Then, they were on their way, hootin’ and hollerin’ over to a table in the corner to drink until they got dizzy, celebrating their accomplishments of the day. All that was left behind was Billy.

“How can I help you today, sir?” You asked him, quickly realizing he was a man of few words. He had not made a single comment like his buddies had when they approached the counter.

Billy had put his hat back on shortly after entering the saloon, but he took it off again as soon as you addressed him, making eye contact. A sign of respect.

“Hi there. Whiskey, please.” His slight southern drawl was charming, you had to admit. But it seemed newly acquired. He wasn’t from here originally. You didn’t know much about him aside from the daily town gossip, but something told you he was different. Misunderstood, maybe.

You nodded your head and smiled. “One whiskey, comin’ right up.” You set a glass down in front of him and poured the amber liquid into it. He picked the glass up and drank it down in one gulp. Must have been a hard day, you thought to yourself.

He tapped the rim of the glass with his index finger a couple of times before meeting your gaze again. “Another, please, ma’am,” he asked softly. You obliged and poured him another. This time he decided to sip instead of down it in under three seconds.

“You got it. Holler if you need anythin’ else. Okay, darlin’?” He nodded and dropped his gaze down to the glass in front of him. Perhaps it was the warmth of the alcohol, but you could have sworn you saw a blush creep up on his cheeks. You smiled to yourself once your back was turned.

The night went on as you carried on taking care of the patrons at your bar, drinking themselves to sleep or until their buddies helped them stumble home. You and Billy stole glances and sweet smiles throughout the whole night. Eventually, the saloon cleared out leaving only you and Billy, who had joined his friends at their table shortly after getting his third whiskey from you. As you were wiping down the bar counter and cleaning glasses to start closing up, you watched Billy talk to his group of cowboys. They seemed to be egging him on to do something, but he kept shaking his head and laughing, declining politely. Eventually they got the message, clapping him on the shoulder and exiting the saloon, claiming they would see him back at camp.

You kept your head down as you continued to polish glasses and silverware, ears perking up at the sound of his boots scraping the hardwood floor in your direction. Billy gently set the glass on the counter in front of you with a thud before resting his elbows on it, leaning in your direction. You looked up at him through your lashes. “Not headin’ out with your buddies?”

Billy shook his head, noticing your clean nails and the absence of a wedding ring. “No, ma’am. I don’t partake in their late night activities,” Billy told you in a soft voice. You wondered what activity he was referring to. It could be one of two things: drinking, or women. Since they already had the drinking part taken care of, there was only one other thing it could be. You weren’t sure why, but learning this about him made you feel happy. Relieved, almost.

You placed the glass you were cleaning back on the shelf underneath the bar and threw the rag you were using over your shoulder. With a hand on your hip, you asked, “well, in that case, is there anything else I can get you this evening, cowboy? We are closing right about now.” You waited for him to answer, taking the opportunity to appreciate how well his plaid dress shirt fit him, the top two buttons now open to reveal a new patch of skin you had not seen upon his arrival. You pulled your eyes away when you realized you had been staring a second too long.

“No more drinks for me, ma’am. Thank you, though. There was one other thing I was hoping to get from you, if you don’t mind me asking.” You leaned forward yourself, really meeting his eyes this time. With him leaning across the bar like that, he was the closest he had been all night. The bright blue of his eyes couldn’t even get lost in the dim light of the saloon. You hated how your breath caught in your throat when you realized how close you two actually were.

You cleared your throat and took a second to steady yourself before asking with a playful smile on your lips, “and what might that be?” Billy smiled in return, dropping his eyes to his hands before returning them to you again. “I was hoping I might learn the name of the beautiful woman serving me drinks tonight. So I know who to ask for when I come back tomorrow.” There it was, that smile again, that threatened to leave you speechless. Honestly, you were pleasantly surprised by his manners, especially for a man so young and to be riding around with gunslingers all day. You had heard he was dangerous, but you seemed to have forgotten that. Although you were nervous to be alone with him, you also felt safe. Safe enough to share your name with him.

“Y/N,” you told him with a smile and a nod. “It’s lovely to make your acquaintance.”

“Likewise, miss Y/N. My name is William but folks call me Billy. I sure do hope I’ll be seein’ you again real soon.” His voice was smooth, like it was dripping in honey. His charm was effortless and completely disarmed you. Those goddamn cowboys.

“Well, I’m here pretty much 24/7 so, drop in whenever you like. Now I know who to look out for.” You smiled at him again, holding his gaze for a second. He nodded and made his way to the door, stopping to turn around and look at you one last time before exiting the saloon. He tipped his hat to you as he said, “you sure are a sight for sore eyes. You have a good night now,” and was whisked away by the evening breeze.

You stared at the door where he stood just moments before, simultaneously smiling to yourself like an idiot and cursing yourself for being so smitten by a cowboy upon the first interaction. He left you breathless and with only one thought:

In a world of boys he’s a gentleman.

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emilybeemartin · 6 months

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Just to tie in my two themes this month----

Additional notes, because poll options apparently limit their characters:

Frodo finds great peace in watching the tides rise and fall throughout each day. He attends all the ranger programs on birds and seashells and fills pages with sketches and poetry.

Sam meticulously selects postcards in the gift shop for each of his friends and spends a whole morning writing and addressing them. He also buys Junior Ranger hats for his kids and a variety of Appalachian jams for Rosie.

Park rangers launch a Missing Person search for Aragorn when they realize his car's been parked at Avalanche Creek for three days. The search runs for almost a week before he comes strolling out the opposite side of the park, supporting one of the SAR techs who twisted an ankle during the search.

Legolas is first drawn to Olympic for the towering, mossy temperate rainforests, but the ground goes out from under him when he steps onto Second Beach for the first time. He spends an entire day watching the light and tides shift on the sea stacks, and he leaves feeling both full and hollow, like a bell that's just been rung.

Mammoth is only Gimli's first stop on a cavern tour, followed by Jewel and Wind Caves and Carlsbad Caverns. Wind Cave is his favorite for the unusual formations. He makes an obnoxious tween boy cry in Carlsbad for breaking off a speleothem.

Boromir is on a tour of military parks. He asks so many questions to the intern working the info station at Fort Sumter the kid has to go find the park historian. His favorite site is Vicksburg because that place was buckwild, though he silently judges one of the reenactors for his clumsy handling of a black powder rifle.

Merry also makes stops in Jurassic and Dinosaur National Monuments. He watches every park video, takes selfies in front of all the fossil exhibits, and earns his Junior Ranger badge at each one. He buys a keychain for Pippin.

Pippin actually gets four citations, mostly for trying to stick his hands in mud pots. He doesn't mean anything by it---he's just so delighted and curious about the bizarre landscape. He winds up with several thermal burns and dumps a king's ransom in the donation box on his last day.

Gandalf gets dinged by rangers for not paying the $5 fee for Trunk Bay, but he acts senile until they eventually decide to drop it. He gets postcards from everyone and responds to none of them.

Faramir and Eowyn are traveling together and do many of the same hikes and rides, but they do have some different preferences off-trail. Eowyn drags Faramir to a rodeo and the Million Dollar Cowboy Bar in Jackson Hole, and he goads her into Ranger Shelton Johnson's living history programs on the Buffalo Soldiers in Yosemite.

Eomer is bike-packing on his sport cruiser motorcycle. He goes to Roosevelt south unit for the wild horse herds but ends up spending half a day watching a prairie dog town. He takes 400 photos of them, mostly blurry, and texts them to Eowyn.

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