#cordell x reader

[apocalypseornaw]

Sheriff, Ranger & Marshal

Beau Arlen x Female Reader x Cordell Walker

When a resort comes onto a few agencies' radar a task force is formed and 3 people are chose to go undercover. You, Beau and Cordell

I have no excuse. This is smut yall. J2 makes my brain go to mush.

A Sheriff, a Marshal and a Ranger walked into a hot tub. Sounded like the beginning of a joke but it was very much your current reality.

When a joint task force had been propositioned to infiltrate a resort that was marketed as “An unconventional getaway for people who didn't live by society's standards” you knew you would be on the list for potential undercover. You had a decent track record and usually only took a couple weeks to decompress after assignments before you'd be completely back to normal as if it had never happened.

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You however didn't know that Liam's older brother Cordell would also be on the list along with Beau Arlen, a Sheriff from Montana that had worked well with the bureau in the past. The resort was suspected of being a front for money laundering, weapon and drug smuggling.

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When each branch of the task force which consisted of the Marshals, the Rangers and the FBI had picked their undercover the three of you met. It was basically a chemistry read like they did for movie roles. Had to make sure it was believable that the three of you were together.

You'd met Cordell in passing so you knew he was a good looking man and feigning attraction to him would be easy. The moment you laid eyes on Beau you nearly bowed out of the assignment. No one would believe these two men had chosen you.

When you'd voiced your concerns to Captain James who was overseeing the meeting Beau and Cordell had exchanged a look before Cordell moved up to your back while Beau moved to stand in front of you, effectively trapping you between their larger frames.

Beau gently brushed your hair behind your ear, green eyes holding you place while Cordell trailed his fingers over your arms “Now darling,we've talked about this. If anyone's lucky it's me and Eric. You know we love you”

Cordell leaned down to where his lips were almost touching your ear when he spoke “David's right Nessa, so just get those thoughts out of your head”

You felt your face warm so in one fluid movement you punched Beau in the stomach then threw your elbow back into Cordell's. Both men fell away from you, painful laughter falling from them as Captain James clapped “See? Proof to point you're the woman for this job because that? Really looked like you're their wife”

You walked into the safe house the task force was using as the “home address” for your thruple. Jesus you'd gone under cover solo and as a couple with a few guys and a couple women but you'd never gone under cover with two men and had to act as if you were deeply in love with them both.

Beau and Cordell were already there considering Cordell had picked Beau up from the airport and you'd been meeting with the contact you'd formed through a few yoga classes that was in with the owner of the resort. You'd parked your persona's little yellow beetle next to Cordell's persona's range rover.

When you made it past the entry way you let out a low whistle “Honeys I'm home” you heard laughter as your response before Cordell called out “in the kitchen baby” your stomach flipped a little at his voice.

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You walked into the kitchen and both men were sitting at the small breakfast table, a cup of coffee in front of them both. You walked over to stand between the two of them and placed the envelope you carried down on the table “We got an invite to the resort. Bianca came through”

Without warning Cordell pulled you down into his lap, you started to protest but he whispered into your ear “We gotta get used to acting all the time” Beau winked at you “Eric quit hogging Nessa before I spank the both of you” “Promise?” You and Cordell teased in unison. Yeah this was going to be the most interesting assignment you'd ever undertaken.

The resort was beautiful, you had to give it that. Set back in the mountain side of Colorado the scenery was gorgeous. You, Cordell and Beau had been there for a few days but so far no one was really opening up to the three of you and you were starting to feel guilty having a California king to yourself while one man slept on the couch and the other slept on the floor in your suite.

A few times housekeeping had taken you by surprise so blankets and pillows had to be tossed around and one of them joined you in the bed while the other answered the door. You'd told them they could share the bed with you; it was plenty big enough and all of you were adults.

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Cordell had apparently woken up first and ordered room service. You woke up to him and Beau testing everything on the tray to ensure nothing was drugged before you all ate.

You sat up in the bed, leaning back on your arms and admired the sight of your “husbands” Cordell was wearing a pair of jeans, hung low on his hips. He was barefoot and not currently wearing a shirt, the muscles of his back flexing deliciously in the sunlight streaming in from the high window.

Beau was wearing the gray sweatpants he wore to bed, that left little to the imagination (not that you'd looked) and he was also barefoot and missing a shirt. His light brown hair was still tousled from sleep and the way the muscles in his arms moved was damn near hypnotizing. Fuck, when was the last time you'd had sex to have you drooling over your temporary partners like this? You needed a cold shower.

Cordell glanced over his shoulder at you and grinned “Nessa you're finally awake” you smiled and tossed the blanket off your legs. You were currently wearing one of Beaus shirts or well “Davids” and panties. It fell far enough on your thigh neither men saw anything but should something happen it looked better if you were wearing one of their clothes to bed.

You walked over to stand next to the room service tray, running your nails across Beau's bare back as you leaned into Cordell's side “We need to talk” Cordell whispered in your ear. At your confused look he motioned to the tray then his ear. Your eyes widened and you nodded “What's a girl gotta do to get you fellas in that big Ole shower with me?”

Cordell laughed “Darling you know all you gotta do is ask” you grabbed Cordell's ark and then Beau's “well come on then”

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Once the three of you were in the bathroom you shut the door and rolled up a towel to put under the crack before going to the corner where a shower as big as your first apartment sat. You turned the cold on full blast so there would still be hot water for your showers but enough noise you could talk freely.

Once the shower was going you beckoned them closer to it where it would drown anything out “They bugged the room service?” You whispered and Cordell nodded “From what I gather they don't trust us. Apparently everyone else here has an exhibitionist streak. We're the only people that hasn't had sex loud enough you can hear it down the hall or publicly enough anyone can see it”

You looked from him to Beau, both men close enough you could touch and sighed “Then we have to put on a show” they exchanged a look, clearly letting you take the reins on this “What do you mean?” Beau asked.

You rolled your eyes “You've both been undercover. I had to make it to third base with my last partner's wife one time to keep us from blowing our cover. If they want a show we give them one. That hot tub right outside our room would be a good place because we turn it high enough no one knows what's actually happening under the water as long as it sounds believable”

Cordell nodded slowly, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips. “The three of us need to make sure we're comfortable together. Our personas have been together for nearly eight years” you nodded then reached up to hook your arms around his neck, pulling him to you.

When your lips met his he didn't even appear to have been taken off guard, instead he backed up closer to the wall caging you between it and his body. He slid a clothed knee between your legs keeping them open as he flicked his tongue into your mouth, tasting all of you. You could feel your knees weaken from the kiss before you gasped lightly and pulled back trying to get air so he moved from your lips to your jaw then down to your neck, working the sensitive flesh there between his teeth gently as his knee pushed up into your dripping center causing a light moan to escape your lips “Fuck” you whispered when he pulled back with a grin “Good enough?” He asked and you nodded “Very”

He turned his eyes from you to Beau who was watching the two of you intently. He readjusted himself and your eyes slid down to see he was half hard under those sweats. He'd apparently enjoyed the show “Come here” Cordell spoke, pulling Beau to him.

You watched as the two men shared a kiss that was all tongue and teeth and rolled your hips against Cordell's thigh that was still between your legs, trying to soothe the ache forming there. Once the two of them broke away from each other Cordell nodded towards you “She makes the sweetest sounds doesn't she?” Beau nodded, green eyes full of hunger.

Cordell moved and let Beau in front of you. Beau grinned before he leaned down to catch your lips in a bruising kiss. Your hands went to his shoulders, gripping tightly. Damn could he kiss. He moved your hands from his shoulders to hold them both in one of his large hands before pressing them to the wall above your head.

His other hand moved to tease your hardened nipple through the shirt you wore, devouring the moan that escaped you. He kissed down your jaw opposite the side Cordell had but worked the sensitive flesh the same, enough to bring you pleasure but not to mark. Just when you felt like you might explode he placed a final kiss on your lips then backed off, dropping your hands and bracing your hips to help keep you upright as your chest heaved like you'd just ran a few miles.

You swallowed hard twice to keep from whimpering. The two men in front of you both smiled slightly “Believable that we both chose you?” Cordell asked, throwing your words from the chemistry read back at you. You nodded stiffly, finally finding your voice “Believable. I'm gonna um I'm gonna shower. I'm supposed to go to yoga with Bianca”

Beau grinned “Want us to join you or?” You felt your face warm and shook your head “Go eat breakfast. Save me some though. Tonight after dinner in the dining hall we'll give em a show to make sure they don't doubt us” Cordell tipped his head “Yes ma'am” you weren't even the senior agent here but they were letting you lead for the undercover part. Why you weren't sure but you kind of enjoyed it.

Beau started to walk out then shook his head and walked back over to you, catching your lips in another hungry kiss. Not to be outdone the moment Beau released you Cordell pulled you into another kiss. You groaned when they both finally stepped away “Later” you needed the entire day to prepare for the show you'd have to put on tonight. You had gone to third with Lindsay to keep you both safe and you'd simply been friends with her. Those two?

They could easily ruin you and if you didn't keep a hold on yourself you might just let them.

The ground rules that had been set was no penetration and always remember that it was your peronas. Not yourselves.

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Easier said than done. You'd chosen a simple back two piece because while you trusted the men you were with, the rest of the resort didn't need to see everything.

You stepped out of the bathroom and laughed at the fact that they were both leaning against the doorframe leading out to the deck area where the hot tub sat. Cordell had on dark blue swim trunks while Beau wore dark green ones. The moment they heard the door open both of their eyes landed on you and you could see them darken. “Sorry to keep you fellas waiting”

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You walked past them outside and they both followed you closely. Beau had set the tub to high, like you'd said. You stopped at the edge and both men offered you a hand to help you get in. You took Cordell's and worked at Beau.

Once you were in they both climbed in “Where do you want us Nessa?” Beau asked and you grabbed Cordell's hand first “I want to sit in Eric's lap” you pushed Cordell down in the corner and once he was settled with his long legs bent at the knees you settled yourself between them, your ass brushing against his crotch as you did so and heard him stifle a groan.

You reached a hand out towards Beau “C'mere David” he grinned and dipped himself down to be kneeling in front of you, he leaned down close to your ear to whisper feather light “How far are we going darling? Me and Cordell discussed it. This is your ballgame”

“They have to think we've had sex” he nodded and glanced over your shoulder at Cordell. You'd laid back against Cordell's chest which meant Beau could easily lean over you. Him and Cordell shared a heated kiss and when they pulled away Cordell nodded towards you “Make our girl fall apart in my lap David”

Cordell shifted you higher up in his lap so Beau wouldn't have to crouch to reach you. He gripped your chin with two fingers, tilting your head “Look at her. So damn gorgeous and all ours” when his lips met yours you didn't try to swallow the whimper that escaped you. He smiled against your lips “and always so eager for us”

You felt one of his hands come up to cup one of your breasts while Cordell snaked a hand around you to cup the other. You moaned lightly and that seemed to spur them on. Beau moved down to your neck, kissing and biting gently and Cordell leaned up to claim the other side of your neck, both of them still working at your breasts, tweaking the sensitive buds and making your back arch off Cordell's chest pushing you into Beau's.

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Just when you were damn near too overwhelmed they changed tactics. Cordell moved his hand to your chin so he could tilt your head back and claim your mouth while Beau slipped one of your breasts free from the swimsuit top, flicking his tongue over the nipple. Cordell swallowed every moan that you gave as Beau finished with one breast and tucked it back into the top before going to the other.

You rolled your hips back against Cordell and felt his erection pressing into your back. You slipped one hand between you and he hissed when your fingers slipped below the band of the shorts he wore, wrapping around his hardened cock. Damn he was big and thick. You began to jack him slowly, moving at the same rhythm as your lips moved against each other.

After a moment Beau reclaimed your lips from Cordell, one hand slipping between your legs to tease at your clothed core. A moan escaped your lips, one from Cordell joining you. “Do fingers count?” Beau asked low between gritted teeth and you shook your head. With your go ahead he moved your bottoms to the side plunging two fingers knuckle deep inside of you.

You moaned loudly as Beau curled his fingers finding that spot deep inside of you. A rhythm fell of your hand moving at the same speed of his fingers as he worked you towards an orgasm and you worked Cordell. You bucked your hips against Beau's fingers and he broke from your lips to move down your neck “Just like that sweet girl. Fuck yourself on my fingers while you jack Eric off”

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The names didn't matter, the fact that you were technically working didn't matter. All that mattered was how amazing Beau's fingers felt and how fucking wrecked Cordell sounded behind you. You felt yourself getting close to that edge and knew from how Cordy was moving his hips to meet your movement he was close too. Beau twisted his wrist slightly and your vision went soft around the edges as your orgasm washed over you. The feeling of Cordell's warm cum coating your hand anchored you in the moment as both men bit down on your shoulders.

Beau gently slipped his fingers out of you and grinned “You're looking a little gone darling” then looked behind you at Cordell “You both do” Cordell was breathless as he said “That was intense” you turned to pull him down into a kiss, his tongue rolling against yours. When he pulled back he kissed the tip of your nose “Baby he didn't come”

You looked at Beau and smiled “C'mere David” he moved closer and placed a quick kiss on Cordell's lips before pulling you out of Cordy's lap and into his own. He moved so your back was against the side of the hot tub and your legs were wrapped around his waist. He dropped his head to your neck and whispered “I'm not gonna fuck you,don't worry”

He moved a hand under the water and if anyone nearby looked it probably appeared he was freeing his cock but instead he just tightened his grip on your hips. He gave a hard roll of his hips into yours and your head fell back with a low moan “Fuck” you gasped and he did it again. You looked up to stare into those gorgeous green eyes “Can you come like this?” You whispered against his lips and he chuckled “Fuck yes”

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The feeling of his hard cock rubbing just right against your clit with every thrust of his hips were pushing you closer and closer to that edge. You wanted to feel him without the layer between you, but you'd set the rule. You looked over at Cordell who was now stroking his semi erect cock, working back up himself at watching the two of you. A silent conversation happened between the two of you and when he nodded you grinned before slipping a hand between you and Beau.

He stopped his movements and watched you with hooded eyes as you slipped your hand into his trunks to free his cock then pushed the bottoms of your swimsuit to the side. He looked from you to Cordell and when you both nodded he rolled his hips forward again this time sliding into you. Fuck he was wide and long and felt so damn good.

Your head fell back at the feeling of being stretched around him. After a moment he gave a tentative thrust and when you tightened around him he buried his face in the bend of your neck and started fucking you in earnest.

You knew it wouldn't take long for you to hit that high again and judging from how hard and fast Beau was slamming into you he was chasing his own orgasm as well. “Fuck, harder” you begged and he groaned “You're killing me darling” his thrusts got deeper and harder and when Cordell moved to slip his hand between your body and Beau's, rubbing tight circles on your clit you came hard clenching down around Beau's cock. He groaned as he gave a few more sloppy thrusts then came inside of you, you bite down on his shoulder to keep from screaming with pleasure.

He stilled with his cock still inside of you and searched your face, no doubt wondering if he crossed a line but when you simply smiled he crashed his lips against yours in a rough kiss.

You gasped when he pulled out of you then looked between him and Cordell. They were both watching you so you took a few steadying breaths before saying “How about we break in that California king?” They both grinned “Yes ma'am”

You woke up the next morning curled up to Beau's chest with Cordell's tall frame wrapped around you from behind. You were sore everywhere, both of them were big men in every way and damn their stamina.

You considered trying to get up but both had vice grips on you. You decided to try to go back to sleep but right before you dozed back off the memories of them both whispering your real name and each other's last night came flooding back along with the fact that you were fairly certain you'd done the same. What the hell had the three of you really gotten yourselves into?

#beau arlen x reader x cordell walker #beau arlen x reader #cordell walker x reader #jensen ackles fanfiction #jared padalecki fanfiction

[cheynovak]

Masterlist

* = implied smut or sexual tension

**= 18+/smut

Jensen Ackles

A new addiction Series -> Parts 1 to 9

Supernatural

Dean Winchester Crush Series -> Part 1 to 4 Sweet child o' mine Series - Part 1 to ? (NEW) My brother's best friend ** Brotherly Betrayal ** Brotherly Betrayal Part 2

A Demon's Kiss A Demon's Kiss Part 2 (NEW) Somewhere only we know ** (NEW) Somewhere only we know Part 2 **

Sam winchester Tides of Temptation (NEW) **

Castiel Forest Green eyes Series -> Parts 1 to 6 Misha Collins A new beginning **

The boys

Soldier Boy Family business Part 1 ** Family business Part 2 The Assistant Series -> Parts 1 to 3 Extra Credit ** Tale as old as time ** Another, other Cinderella story ** Happy ever after? ** Forbidden Hearts Series -> Parts 1 to 3 Shadows of the past Shadows of the past Part 2 ** A Soldier's Story Series -> Parts 1 to 3 Payback ** Payback Part 2 **

Sugar (NEW) **

Billy Butcher A light in the darkness Part 1 ** A light in the darkness Part 2 **

Ten Inch Hero

Boaz Priestly Coral and Clover

Walker

Only you **

MCU

Bucky Barnes From Russia with love ** Shadows of the past Shadows of the past Part 2 **

Dawsons Creek

Guiding Light  **

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[winchestergirl2]

February Reading Recs

To show some love and appreciation to all the amazing writers here on tumblr, here are all the fantastic fics I've read this month. 💖

Many of these fics and blogs are 18+ only, and NSFW please heed the author's individual fic warnings and requests regarding no minors. I am not responsible for your media consumption.

2023 Reading Recs | 2024 Reading Recs

Walker

Cordell Walker

Quieting the Demons Inside @idreamofplaid

Authors Summary: Cordell opens up to the reader, and his vulnerability takes their relationship to the next level.

Privacy @idreamofplaid

Authors Summary: Cordell is a passionate man, but he’s a dad too. It doesn’t mean he has to choose between the two.

Texas Nights @stefanmikaleson1864

Dawsons Creek

CJ Braxton

Something Like This @thebiggerbear

Authors Summary: A Nor'easter hits Boston and luckily for you, you don't have anywhere you need to be except right here snuggled up with CJ.

My Bloody Valentine

Tom Hanniger

Lonely Dancers @mind-empty-just-fictional-people

Authors summary: when your boyfriend cheats on you, it leads you to tom hanniger

10 Inch Hero

Boaz Priestly

Code Red @zepskies

Authors Summary: When you call him for help, Priestly realizes that he finally has the relationship of his dreams.

High School Never Ends Part 1 | Part 2 | @illshakeyouallnightlong-dean

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Hollow @thoughtslikeaminefield

Authors Summary: @winchesterxfamilybusiness​ submitted this prompt to @cabin-fever-bang​ “Would anyone be willing to write something with Dean [or Jensen] x reader to the song Love on the Brain by Rihanna -xx”

Fire & Rain Masterlist @writercole

Authors Summary: When a fire destroys her place to live, Y/N and her daughter Lana are left with nowhere to go and no one to count on, except the kindness of a beautiful, green-eyed firefighter that saved their lives. Will the pair of them make it through the obstacles life has dealt them or will they crash and burn?

Just Another Day @1000roughdrafts

Authors Summary: Fluffy Dean x female!reader Valentine's Day post

Don't Forget It @hintsofhoney

Authors Summary: While working a case with Dean, he gets jealous of the way you interact with a suspect and decides to remind you who you belong to.

Sam Winchester

You're On Your Own Kid Part 1 @my-proof-is-you

Authors Summary: You’re used to being on your own. You’d been on your own as long as you could remember. Could Sam show you that it isn’t the only way to live?

Untitled Sam Winchester Fic @supernaturalfreewill

Big Sky

Beau Arlen

Febuwhump Day 10 @luci-in-trenchcoats

Febuwhump Day 14 @luci-in-trenchcoats

Febuwhump Day 21 @luci-in-trenchcoats

Whole Lotta Love @deanbrainrotwritings

Authors Summary: beau finds a way repays the reader after taking care of him when he’s injured, but also to apologise for worrying her. but most importantly, to prove he was okay.

The Way We Fall In Love @smellingofpoetry

Authors Summary: This is the story of how they fall in love.

The Boys

Soldier Boy

Febuwhump Day 12 @luci-in-trenchcoats

Side Effects of Soldier Boy @tom-whore-dleston

Authors Summary: Soldier Boy tries to keep you quiet during sex.

Smallville

Jason Teague

Febuwhump Day 7 @luci-in-trenchcoats

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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.."

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[saxxxology]

In the Barman’s Bed | Oneshot

PAIRING: Cordell Walker x Reader

WORD COUNT: 2,100

WARNINGS: implied future family planning, committed relationship, smut, face riding, fingering, Cordell has a dirty mouth, rough sex, creampie

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Cordell loves good. He’s smart and sweet, a little awkward getting back into the dating game but he’s gotten better, bringing you flowers and taking you to all the local farmers markets and craft festivals. He’s still getting used to loving another woman after Emily, learning all the things you do differently just as much as what the two of you have in common.

Cordell loves steady. It’s hard at first with his kids and working on the family ranch full time, but he’s gotten better at keeping a schedule: dinners with the family on Friday nights, date nights on Saturdays, and sporadic after-school ice creams with his kids. It’s a sweet little rinse-and-repeat that’s made the last six months heaven.

Cordell loves hard, whether it be casual brushes of the back of his work-calloused hand against yours in public or the surge of his body against yours when he’s got you naked and open, on your back with your legs spread for him. He’s sweet and tender when you want him to be, kissing all your sensitive spots until you’re blissed out, and rough when you need him to be, bruising your flesh with his fingers and saying all kinds of filthy things as he fucks you into orgasm after orgasm.

Needless to say, you’re happy with him. And he’s happy with you. Thinking of the post-breakup night you’d decided to head to a bar you’d never heard of before and found yourself in the ex-Ranger-turned-barman’s bed the next morning feels like a fever dream. You’d expected a one night stand, but here you are, six months in, and you haven’t left.

Your six-month anniversary lines up perfectly. You’d planned to go on a road trip to Yosemite anyway, and with the kids being out of school for the summer, it’ll be a good opportunity to get a little more involved with them.

You have to get involved with them — you and Cordell had decided a long time ago that your relationship, albeit relatively fresh, is headed in a strong direction. No summer fling, no on-and-off-again bullshit, no jokes. You’re serious, enough for you to consider the fact that, at some point, Cordell’s kids might just end up being your step-children. Hell, the two of you might just pop out a baby of your own, if you have the opportunity.

You’ve been so busy packing and getting ready for being gone for two weeks that you and Cordell have barely had time to see each other in several days. You decide to stay with him the night before you leave, just to make things a little easier for leaving in the morning. The kids go to bed early, so you decide to head out to your renovated guest house for a couple drinks and an episode of whatever before you hit the hay.

“You know,” Cordell says, watching you toss the spare pillows on your side of the bed to the floor, “we’re not gonna have much alone-time for the next couple weeks.”

“Oh?” You crawl up onto the mattress. “That so?”

He hums, allowing you to crawl on top of him. “Figured we could have one good romp to keep us good and happy.”

You giggle when his hands slide up your sides, teasing your robe off your body until it flutters to the bed behind you. “I think I got enough for a good quickie in me.”

Cordell grins, pulling you down against him until your mouth meets his. He tastes warm and minty-sweet, and when you lick at his lower lip, he lets out a playful moan that makes your cunt throb. His hands dig into the cheeks of your ass, and you arch your back when he moves his hips up, rubbing his growing erection against your belly.

“Gotta get you ready,” he murmurs, “get up here.”

You hold your breath when he tugs you up, scooting down just enough to get far enough away from the headboard and get his head between your legs. He pulls you down when you don’t move fast enough, kissing the inside of your thigh before licking through your folds. A hoarse sigh escapes your throat, and you brace one hand against the top of the headboard to keep yourself steady as his fingers dip into the soft flesh of your hips.

“Y’taste like sugar, baby,” he praises, smirking like the devil himself as he buries his head between your legs. Your hips roll, guided by his hands as you reach for the headboard for support. He hums, kissing the inside of your thigh before returning his attention to your clit. It’s all you can do to keep your composure, gently rocking your hips back and forth as Cordell squeezes handfuls of your flesh, moaning with satisfaction.

“Oh, fuck…” you tilt your head back, one hand sliding down to tangle in his hair, “Cordi… holy shit, please—”

He makes a muffled groan between your legs, lapping quicker and harder until you start to shake. His hand falls on your ass, the sting of it earning him a whimper of pleasure from you. Two fingers curl up between your legs, pressing at your entrance until you rock down and take them in. He’s gotten real good at doing this, massaging the sweet spot deep inside you while he licks your clit in perfect rhythm.

He has you cumming in minutes, eyes sparkling wickedly as he watches your body move under the force of your orgasm. Your mouth opens in a wide O, your breaths getting higher and faster until you pull away, pussy hovering just out of reach as you shudder through the blissful aftershocks.

“That’s m’girl,” he purrs, pressing and squeezing on your thighs. “Get on down there, baby… wanna see you ride me.”

You hum, rubbing your hands over his chest as you settle over him. He reaches down, grabbing himself firmly to guide himself right up where it’s warm and wet, and you let out a high, breathy sigh when he pulls you down on him. His hips press into your inner thighs, warm and firm against soft flesh, and where he’s splitting you open, throbbing deep inside you… it feels so fucking perfect that you can’t even let yourself stretch out to take him properly before you start moving.

“Fuck,” you whisper, “baby…”

Cordell lets out a raspy groan, pusing his pelvis up into yours at the same time you rock down. You take his hands, guiding them up your sides until he takes over. The flesh of your breasts curves soft in his palms, and you arch forward, giving him a show as you start to ride and grind on him.

“Fuck, that feels real nice,” he praises, “c’mon, baby, ride a little harder, this bed ain’t gonna break.”

You let out a breathless moan, digging your nails into his chest until he lets out a soft huff and tips his head back, eyes squeezed shut. You’ve figured out what he likes best, all the little tricks that make him lose every ounce of control, and when you give your hips a little twist and roll, his palms slap down on your hips, fingers digging in hard enough to surely bruise.

“God, you little fuckin’—” his voice cuts off when you do it again, and he cranes his neck, teeth bared up at you. You lean down, arms stretching over his shoulders as you hold your hips down on him, and he claims your mouth in a fierce, heated kiss.

“You love it, don’t pretend you don’t,” you murmur.

Cordell laughs, the sound breathless against your mouth, and his fingers dig into the soft flesh of your hips. “Damn right… go on, baby, grind that pretty little cunt on me.”

You hum, leaning back slowly and pressing your palms against his chest. He tugs you roughly back and forth, eyes unblinking and fixed on the bounce of your breasts. He lifts one hand, sticking his thumb between his lips to wet the pad, and sticks it down between your legs, rubbing firmly on your clit.

“Fuck,” he gasps when you squeeze around him. “That’s it, baby girl, faster… fuck, you look so goddamn pretty…”

You let out a soft whimper at the praise, allowing your lower jaw to go slack as Cordell braces his heels in the mattress, meeting you thrust for thrust. He fucks you into a different rhythm, setting a rough, steady pace that makes the scoop of your hips on his feel even more delicious. His thumb slips back and forth on your clit, earning high-pitched squeaks and moans as the pressure helps your orgasm creep closer and closer.

“Shit, I can feel you,” he mutters, “g’on, baby girl, cum for me. Wanna feel your pussy cummin’ on my dick.”

You don’t need to be told twice. Your head falls back, mouth open wide as your body takes over. The rough movement of your hips coaxes his cock against your sweet spot, and just when you think you can’t take any more, and your thighs are burning with the effort of moving, you shudder through a wave of heat that has you slumping forward, pelvis dragging hard against his as you fuck him through your climax.

“Yeah, that’s m’girl.” Cordell grunts when your movements stutter. “C’mon, ride it outta me, I’m almost there.”

“Can’t,” you gasp, “fuck, Cordi, I can’t…”

He takes over without protest, wrapping one arm around your waist and rolling over to dump you right on your back. He takes advantage of your proximity to the headboard to reach over, wrapping nimble fingers around one of the sturdy rungs for leverage. You have to bite your lip to stifle a cry of overwhelming pleasure as Cordell takes what he wants, fucking into you with long, desperate strokes that have your eyes rolling back into your skull.

He wasn’t lying about being close — he only makes it a minute or so, and you cling to him when he shoves forward, looking down between your legs so you can watch his cock throb and pulse. He loves cumming inside you, especially when you squeeze him extra tight and get his orgasm to last a little longer.

He pulls out with a hiss, sweeping his fingers through his hair as he stares down at you. “You’re fuckin’ perfect,” he whispers, “I’m gonna miss fuckin’ you, you know that.”

“It’s only two weeks,” you reply, grinning up at him as you press your thighs together. “We should clean up ‘fore I wreck your bed.”

“Wouldn’t be mad if this is the reason.” He kisses you, deep and hard, and kneels back to help you off the bed.

The shower is quick, just enough for you to scrub away sweat and slick and as much of his cum as you can. Cordell leaves you to wash up a little longer, and when you pad back into the bedroom you find him dressed in a tee shirt and a pair of ratty sweats, arranging the little fan on his dresser turned towards the bed. The room smells like sweat and sex, and you giggle when he reaches for the lavender and vanilla room spray you’d bought him a while back.

“Stella’s on the couch,” he whispers, “she came in while we were in the shower. Don’t want the whole house smellin’ like this.”

You offer him a soft smile. “Is she okay?”

“Yeah, she’s good.” Cordell sprays a few pumps of mist into the air. “Sometimes she can’t sleep in her own room, she sneaks in here and camps out on the couch. Besides, it’ll be easier getting her up earlier.”

“Mmm.” You reach for a nightshirt and drop it over your head before climbing underneath the covers. “Get in here, don’t let me get cold.”

He chuckles, turning off the bedside lamp and snuggling in beside you. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

You stretch out when he slings an arm over your waist, his head resting on the large pillow you’ve figured out how to share. “I’m excited.”

“Well, hold on now, missy, we just—”

“Not like that,” you reply, “I mean about going on this trip. August and I are kinda on the same track, but I think Stella’s a little more anxious about it. It’ll be good.”

Cordell hums in agreement. “Can’t argue with that. Get some rest, we got a long day tomorrow.”

You can’t help but smile when he leans in, kissing underneath your jaw. “I’m trying to, go to sleep.”

He chuckles. “All right. Night, darlin’.”

“Night, Cordi.”

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[thesillestluxeandcastiel]

Don't!

Cordell Walker x Suicidal!Child!Reader

Author summary: Reader suffers from self harm and Cordell is blind enough to ignore the warning signs untill they fully try to commit.

Tw: Cursing, Heavy agnst, Heavy Fluff, Self harm mention, and Suicide mention.

S/C = Selected Clothes

W/J = Wanted Job

So, here we are folks! As much as I'd like to send all of you to therapy myself, I cannot. As someone who struggles with the same things, if you can, PLEASE get help. Either that, or call the suicide and self harm prevention hotline. (988) thank you for listening to my rant as someone who goes through the same things, and has lost quite a few people from these things.

Also, the x reader (romantic) will be out shortly. Probably the same storyline, just adjusted.

Thank you for reading my rant lovelies. Looks like I've kept you long enough, so let's get movin on, shall we?

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You groaned softly as you woke up. Smelling Grandma and Grandpas 'famous' bacon. You smiled, and got up. Quickly realizing the blade you had used yesterday was still left on your counter. 'Shit, shit what if dad saw? What if August saw? Stella?!' You thought, rushing over to lock it in one of your drawers. You sighed, hoping it was none of the above.

See, you were the middle child. August was the youngest, and Stella was the oldest. Obviously, you were different. Y/n Walker. 'What a wonderful name,' You thought sarcastically as you got up to look into the mirror. Last night you had only worn a S/C and some underwear, so you lifted up the sleeves of your S/Cto see the damage.

'Holy shit. That...that might be permanent.' You thought as you stared at self-inflicted scars with wide eyes. Then, suddenly Stella bursted into your room. "Hey, dad sent me in here to wake you- oh your already up!" She smiled at you. You quickly pulled down your sleeves, smiling back at her. "Yes Ms Blue, I am. Nowww I would like to get dressed, if you don't mind." You retorted, smiling and leaning your head towards the door. She groaned, and walked out the door with a smile.

'Now, what the fuck do I wear to hide all this shit?' You thought, staring at yourself in the mirror again.

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You had chosen a simple sweater and jeans. Also a belt. Only problem was it was a very hot day in Texas, so you were sweating bullets. Especially because you were doing chores with your dad.

Cordell quickly noticed something was wrong with your outfit. It was what, 90 degrees? Why are you wearing a sweater??

"Yknow, it might be easier if you just took the sweater off, N/n." He stated, focusing on carving the new post just right.

You bit your lip and mentally panicked because what the fuck were you supposed to say?

"Uh- well, it's my favorite sweater so... I'll just wear it for now!" You knew that wouldn't keep your father away for too long, especially sense it's... Him. But he brushed it off for now, making conversations here and there as he worked. You let out a quiet sigh of relief.

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You sat down at the dinner table. Luckily, no one was here currently so you could just relax for once. You sighed, and put your head into your hands, rubbing your temples. 'Today has been one hell of a day,' you thought, chuckling slightly. Then, you felt a figure slide into the chair in front of you. You looked up to see a very serious Liam staring back at you.

"N/n." He started, staring at your arms. Then, the anxiety rushed to your head, fearful of what he could've found.

"Do you mind explaining," he started, and then whipped out your journal and slammed it onto the table. "This? And don't play dumb with me, I read it. All of it." He explained, staring at you with worried eyes.

"U-uncle liam, i-" you started, tearing up. Quickly, you forced the tears back down. After mom, you promised yourself you wouldn't cry.

"I, uhm, have been struggling, a lot recently. As you probably read." You stated, motioning at the journal. He nodded.

"I understand that, but talk to one of us. Me, Your grandpa, hell, does your dad even know?" He asked, staring at you with concerned, but angry/disappointed eyes. Suddenly, Cordell walked in.

"Do I know what?" He asked, looking between you and Liam.

You looked at Liam with 'please, I'll tell him on my own time. Just don't do this!' Eyes, holding a breath. Liam sighed.

"Oh, uhm nothing much. Just discussing career paths with N/n over here. Yknow, it's crazy, they told me they want to work at a w/j!" He responded smiling quickly to cover the act, and you sighed a heavy sigh of relief. He probably got that from your journal. You smiled and looked at your father, nodding.

Cordell shrugged. He knew something was up, but it couldn't be Serious enough that his brother would lie to him about his own kid, right? He smiled, and went to sit next to you.

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It was, what? 3:30 am and here you are. Having a panic attack over cutting yourself. Again. 'Screw it, I'm ending this. Tonight.' You thought, sneaking out of your room quickly and quietly,  trying not to make a lot of noise to wake anyone. Successfully, you had made it out the door.

See, Y/n walker didn't take special classes for nothing. You pulled a little trick, and managed to grab the keys for the mercadi on the way out. You grabbed them carefully, turning on the car and speeding off. Did you even have a license yet? 'No, but who the hell cares!' You thought speeding off. Little did you know, August had seen the whole thing.

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"Dad, DAD! wake up!" Stella shook her dad awake, he groaned and turned over to look at her.

He coughed and sat up, blankets still around him. "Yes, Yes Stella what's up? Why must you wake a tired ranger at, 4:00 in the morning?" He asked, yawning.

"Y/n is gone! August told me he saw them drive off with the mercadi! Dad, they don't even have a license!" She practically yelled at him.

"THEYRE WHAT?!" he yelled, springing out of bed quickly. He ran and put his ranger equipment on quickly, before returning back in front of Stella.

"Stella, listen." He crouched down in front of her. "They'll be okay, we'll find them I promise alright? Now, you go grab August and get him in the car." Stella nodded quickly, running out of the room to go grab August. Truth be told, he was worried. Enough of his family had died already. 'No no, no dark thoughts right now, N/n is more important. ' he thought, and nervously stepped out of the room, practically running downstairs and outside into the car.

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There you were, just peacefully sitting on the not so safe side of the railing. You took a deep breath in of fresh air, staring down at the busy street below you. 'I could just jump now, what am I waiting for?' You thought, and slowly wiggled your way off the edge. Starting to fall, untill a hand grabbed you back. You looked confused, turning around you saw August.

"August?! Wha- what are you doing here?" You asked nervously. Staring at your brothers worried face.

"Oh I don't know, I'm here because I'm not gonna let my sibling KILL THEMSELVES?! DAD! STELLA! HELP!" He yelled.

'Shit, shit, shit. This is not good, holy fuck.' You thought, letting go of his hand. "August, just let me go. I don't have to be a burden anymore." You said, staring at him with upset eyes as you teared up.

"Wha- NO! DAD- STELLA, PLEASE!" he yelled again, grabbing your hand tighter and trying to pull you up untill eventually your dad and Stella bursted through the door. Staring at you dangling off the edge. Cordell looked at you with shock, his mouth making a small O shape. Stella immediately started to tear up, covering her mouth with her hands.

"Uh, a little HELP, please?" August yelled at them, untill they snapped out of their trance. Quickly, you tried to wiggle your way out of August's grasp, but it was no use, as Cordell had a hold of your hand now, along with Stella.  Quickly, you were pulled over the railing. You broke down, watching them all stare at you like some kind of lab experiment. Then, Cordell hugged you, as tight as he could.

You gasped, staring into his chest. Then, August joined the hug, along with Stella.

Shortly after they let go, and Cordell crossed his arms, staring down at you. "I think I can speak for all of us when I say, don't do this again, N/n. We love you. What would this family be like without you? You can always talk to any of us, you know that, right?" He asked, almost crying himself.

"I know, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I just didn't wanna be a burden.." You sobbed out. He sighed, and smiled at you.

"Well, let's take you somewhere where you aren't a burden then. Let's go home, okay?" He asked, smiling down at you. You smiled back, and nodded, still crying.

And eventually, maybe you would get better. Maybe, just maybe, you could actually get better.

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Originally written from wattpad, so if you recognize this from that you know who I am now!

1627 words! My best so far 😈

Bonus: Cordell watched you intently as you emptied your drawers for anything sharp as he held out his hand. You groaned and handed them to him. He frowned softly. "Yknow we all love you, right?" We're all here. Even if your grandpa seems like.. A meanie sometimes, even he'd listen about this. Okay?" He asked. You nodded, tearing up again. He smiled softly. "Alright, alright." He hugged you tightly, and for once, you hugged him back.

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[writethelifeyouwant]

Stuffed

Summary: Y/N goes to visit Auggie during Thanksgiving break because he and Stella have been fighting pretty badly. Her hope is that if she helps him reconcile with his sister, he could have a reason to show Y/N just how thankful he is... but when Y/N arrives at Walker Ranch on Thanksgiving she doesn’t wind up kissing the Walker she had hoped to be kissing, and it turns out nobody is allowed to spend Thanksgiving at the Walker’s without leaving absolutely stuffed. 

Pairing: Cordell x Reader x Trey Rating: 18+ Tags: Crush on August, August’s Girl Troubles, Coitus Interruptus, Taboo Pairing, Inappropriate Relationship, Best Friend’s Dad, Threesome, ​​Manipulation, Age Difference, Sex Tape, Light Blackmail, Degradation, Dirty Talk, Loss of Virginity, Choking, Slapping, Hair Pulling, Rough sex, Implied Double Penetration Word Count: 3,963 Bingo Squares:@anyfandomgoesbingo - Voyeurism | @j3bingo - Falling Out of Love

A/N: Written as a birthday request for one of my wonderful subscribers! If you'd like a birthday fic too, check out my website for more info on how to subscribe 😊

Y/N might have been in the same grade as Stella, but August was the Walker that she’d grown the closest to since the pair transferred to Sacred Hearts High School. August and she had gotten to be good friends thanks to the music electives they shared and the after-school jazz club, but secretly she’d always hoped that one day they might be more. The trouble was that August was still going to Sacred Hearts while she went off to a local college, so Y/N wasn’t seeing the boy nearly as often as she used to. She’d been at his party at the Side Step and they’d had a nice catch-up over an awful-tasting beer, but then he’d had to play host and try to stop things from getting too rowdy. He hadn’t been very successful and Y/N had had the good sense to abandon ship before things got too crazy and the cops showed up. 

The party hadn’t been the reunion she had been hoping it would be, which is why she came up with this plan instead.

Straightening her hair one more time, Y/N knocked on the door to Walker Ranch, the cobbler she had brought with her clutched nervously in her other hand. She was momentarily confused when it wasn’t actually any of the Walker family who came to answer the door. 

“Coach Barnett?” Y/N asked in surprise when her old school counselor and soccer coach swung the door open, its harvest wreath banging against the wood with the force of his pull. 

“Y/N, hey,” he greeted, also a little confused from the expression on his face as he glanced between her and the tin-foiled casserole dish she held. “C’mon in,” he beckoned her inside and stepped back so she could enter, closing the door behind her. “I didn’t realize the kids had invited anybody for dinner. Stella’s still grounded,” he added with a grimace.

“Oh, uh, they don’t know I’m here,” Y/N shuffled awkwardly in place. “I kind of wanted to surprise August.” She could feel herself flushing under Coach Barnett’s gaze as a knowing smile spread across his full lips. 

“Oookay, I see how it is,” he smirked. “Well, I’m sure you’ll be more than welcome. It’s always the more the merrier at the Walkers’,” he laughed, reaching out and taking the cobbler from her. “Come on through to the kitchen and we’ll see where Auggie’s hiding himself.” 

“Thanks, Coach,” Y/N smiled nervously as she followed him further inside the impeccably decorated house. 

“I’m not a coach anymore kiddo, you can call me Trey,” he smiled over his shoulder and Y/N nodded. “Hey, we’ve got a new addition!” Trey announced as they reached the kitchen, and Y/N saw August and Stella’s dad turn around from his position in front of the stove, and their grandmother looked up from where she was chopping potatoes on the island counter. 

“Oh, hey there,” Mr. Walker smiled brightly. “You’re uh, Y/N, right? Auggie’s friend from band last year?” 

“Yeah, that’s me,” Y/N took the hand Mr. Walker offered her and shook it. “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Walker.” 

“Psh, It’s Cordell,” he waved away the title. “My daddy is still Mr. Walker around here. And this is Auggie’s Mawline, she’s Mrs. Walker,” Cordell gestured to his mother and she gave Y/N a cheery wave. 

“I brought a peach cobbler,” Y/N pointed to the dish that Trey had set down on the counter. “I’m sorry for showing up unannounced, I sort of wanted to surprise Auggie, if that’s okay.” She looked down at the hem of her sleeve and picked at the loose thread there in a bit of embarrassment as all the adults in the room shared knowing smiles with each other over her head. 

“That’s very sweet of you,” Mawline said graciously. “Peach is Auggie’s favorite.” 

“The kids are out in the farmhouse, if you wanted to go hang out with them until dinner is ready,” Cordell spoke up, pointing in the direction of the second house on the property. “I would tread lightly though,” he cringed, “Stels and August aren’t on the best terms right now.” 

“Yeah, I know,” Y/N nodded. “That’s why I wanted to come talk to him, I’m hoping I might be able to help them sort things out,” she shrugged again, hugging her arms around her middle. 

“Well that would certainly be a Thanksgiving miracle,” Trey laughed brightly. 

“You go on out there, and someone will come down and get you guys when the food is ready,” Cordell smiled, giving Y/N a bracing pat on the shoulder before returning to the stove, which had several pots that were on the verge of bubbling over. 

“Thanks,” Y/N nodded to everyone as she exited the kitchen and made her way across the yard.

“August?” Y/N called out. She had knocked a few times and no one had answered but the door was unlocked so she let herself in. Once again, there was no answer, but she could faintly hear some music coming from upstairs, so she followed the sound. 

“Stella? August?” she tried asking again when she reached the upstairs hall. She passed an open door and saw what must be Stella’s room, worryingly empty considering Trey had said that she was grounded. There was movement and shuffling sounds coming from slightly further down, so Y/N kept walking, but before she made it to the next door it swung open and a flustered looking August stuck his head into the hall around the edge of his door. 

“Y/N!?” He straightened up in surprise and stepped further into the hall, awkwardly stepping forward and accepting the hug she offered in greeting. “Wh-what uh, what’re you doing here?”

“I felt like we didn’t really get to talk very much the other night, so I thought I’d come surprise you for Thanksgiving,” Y/N shrugged hopefully, immediately regretting her plan. This was stupid. What made her think August would want her to stop by for the holidays. 

“Oh, uh, sure,” August stuttered, glancing nervously over his shoulder towards his bedroom door, which he had carefully pulled shut behind himself when he’d stepped into the hallway. “Um, thing is, Y/N, I-,” he glanced behind him towards his bedroom again, looking guilty, and it dawned on Y/N why he was acting so fidgety. 

“Oh my god, you have someone over,” Y/N gasped in embarrassment, feeling her cheeks flame up in humiliation and hurt. “Fuck, I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have come.” She turned on her heel and started back down the hallway.

“Y/N, wait!” August called after her, but she was already running down the stairs and out the front door, trying–unsuccessfuly–to fight back the tears in threatening to spill from her eyes. 

Y/N raced back across the yard, towards the Ranch house, intent on skirting around the edge and making a beeline for her car. She would sacrifice her mother’s casserole dish as another casualty of this whole failed enterprise. She made it as far as the back porch unimpeded before someone shouting her name caught her attention and she turned on instinct. 

“Y/N? Y/N!” Cordell called after her as she tried to keep running past him, but the obscenely long-legged man caught up with her in barely three strides, catching her by the shoulder and holding her back. “Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, crouching down to her level and trying to make her look at him. 

“It’s stupid, I’m so stupid,” Y/N shook her head, trying to pull out of Cordell’s grasp, but he wasn’t planning on letting her go and after a moment she found herself collapsing into the man’s broad chest, being rocked in a big hug. 

“Hey, hey, hey, it’s okay. You’re not stupid, I’m sure it’s not that bad,” Cordell murmured, letting her cry against him and petting her hair soothingly as she buried her hands in the thick flannel he was wearing. “What’s going on? Maybe I can help,” he asked gently, pulling away slightly to look down at her, but Y/N shook her head dejectedly. 

“I’m sorry, my problems aren’t your problems, and I don’t want to get anyone in trouble,” Y/N sniffled and wriggled out of Cordell’s arms, but he wrapped his big hands around her shoulders and locked her in place.

“Woah, there, now you’ve got me curious. Who’s gettin’ in trouble darlin’?” Y/N looked guiltily over her shoulder towards the farmhouse. “What are they doing in there?” Cordell sighed wearily, the weight of a father settling firmly on his shoulders. 

“Well, uh, Auggie, he had, umm, company,” Y/N cringed as she ratted out her friend. She didn’t mention that Stella had been nowhere in sight, she didn’t want them both getting in trouble. 

“Oh,” Cordell blinked, his face scrunching up in sympathy. “Oh, darlin’, I’m sorry,” he ducked back down to her level and squeezed her shoulders in an effort to be comforting. 

“It’s okay,” Y/N shrugged, even though it didn’t feel okay. “Like I said, I’m just being stupid.” 

“That’s not what I’d call it,” Cordell smiled gently. “From the sounds of it, my son is the one who’s being stupid here. You’re a beautiful girl, Y/N. If he’s missing out on that, that’s his problem, not yours.”

“Thanks,” Y/N tried to smile weakly, feeling a little dazzled by August’s incredibly handsome father calling her beautiful, but she knew he was just trying to be nice. “I’ll get going now, I don’t think staying for dinner is a good idea anymore,” she tried to make her exit as Cordell straightened up, but he spun her around and marched her back towards the Ranch house. 

“Nonsense,” he shook his head. “Come inside and hang out for a bit. Mawline went out with Mr. Walker to bring some food to a friend of theirs across town. Me and Trey could use the supervision to make sure we don’t burn down the kitchen.” 

Y/N had no idea why Cordell would want her to stick around but she let herself be led back inside all the same. She was even more confused when Trey and Cordell shared a look over her head as she slid into a chair by the island counter, and Trey then went to the fridge and got out a fresh bottle of beer, knocking the cap off of it on the edge of the countertop and then passing it over to her. She looked between the men with suspicion. They were both Texas Rangers, were they trying to trick her into breaking the law or something?

“It’s fine, Y/N, really,” Cordell chuckled deeply, the warmth of his smile setting a small blaze alight in the base of her stomach. “I know what kids get up to in college, hell in high school,” he scoffed and shared a knowing look with Trey who nodded seriously. “Trouble in love calls for a beer and some distraction, that’s all.” 

Hesitantly, Y/N took a sip of her drink, maintaining eye contact with Cordell the whole time, and he nodded encouragingly at her when she swallowed. 

“Good girl,” he praised, reaching out and patting the side of her head lightly, carding his fingers through her hair a bit under the pretense of tucking it behind her ear. Y/N couldn’t help the shiver that ran through her as the man’s fingers skimmed down the column of her throat while he walked by, heading back to the stove to inspect the pots still cooking there. 

“So, trouble in love?” Trey asked, his full lips pouting in sympathy, and Y/N nodded in dejection. 

“You know darlin’,” Cordell spoke up, turning off the burners on the stove and covering up all the pots. “My son’s an idiot.” Trey snickered into his own beer and Y/N looked at Cordell in astonishment. “I’m serious,” he continued, coming back to Y/N’s side and putting a hand on her shoulder. “He’s got a beautiful older girl like you interested in him and he’s not trying to sneak you into his room right now? He’s an idiot,” Cordell repeated earnestly, and Y/N flushed heavily, feeling her breathing ratchet up as a foreign tension began to thicken the air in the kitchen.

“If you want my opinion,” Trey cut in, coming around to Y/N’s other side and leaning casually against the countertop on his elbow, bringing his face closer to hers. “You shouldn’t be wasting your time with high school boys who don’t have a clue what they’re doing. You deserve a man who can treat you right.” 

Y/N felt like she was about to choke on her own tongue. She looked between Trey and Cordell in astonishment, eyes flitting back and forth and waiting for one of them to break into laughter and tell her they were teasing her. Cordell’s hand dropped from her shoulder to the base of her spine, pressing hot into the dip of her back. 

“There’s so much more we could show you, darlin’,” he whispered hoarsely, his voice deep and gravelly in a way she had never heard from anyone before. “Things Auggie’s never even dreamt of,” he smirked, leaning down and brushing his lips over the shell of her ear, making her shiver. 

“N-no, we can’t,” Y/N whimpered as Cordell pressed a soft kiss against the side of her neck, sweeping her hair aside. “Auggie and Stella would be mortified, they’d never forgive me. It’s– you’re old enough to be my father, it’s wrong–” her rambling was cut off as Y/N gasped when the man’s tongue slipped against her skin on his next slow kiss. This was all so wrong but something about that made it even more tempting. God, she’d never be able to set foot in church with her family ever again. 

“Trey’s not quite old enough to be your dad, would you rather it be him?” Cordell asked wryly, turning her face towards the other man who didn’t wait for an answer before leaning down and teasing his lips over her, the smallest bit of distance between them. “And forget about Auggie, he’ll get over it. I want you to think of yourself for once,” he kept whispering in her ear while Trey simply hovered in front of her, waiting for the okay to close the barely existent gap. 

“We wanna show you what it’s like to fuck a real man,” Trey rasped, his lips skimming against hers as he spoke, his tongue brushing ever so gently against the pout of her bottom lip, and Y/N was lost. She leaned into Trey’s kiss and let his mouth envelop hers. A hand at the back of her head pushed her more urgently against him, and she felt Trey’s arms wrap around her waist as he groaned and opened her lips with his tongue. Y/N had never felt so overwhelmed or so turned on in her life as when she heard Auggie’s dad growl ‘good girl’ against her ear.

The first time Cordell slapped her Y/N reeled back in shock, not quite comprehending what had happened.

“What do you think you’re doing, you little slut?” the Ranger grunted, slapping her other cheek and pulling her by the hair back towards his cock. He slapped her again when she didn’t immediately open her mouth to take him in again, and when she gasped from the sting of his blow Cordell slipped himself back into the warmth of her mouth eagerly. “I didn’t tell you to stop sucking, c’mon darlin’,” he spat angrily, burying his hands in her hair and holding her face smashed into the skin of his hips, choking as his dick forced itself down her throat. The burn of being unable to breathe was terrifying but somehow exhilarating at the same time, and Y/N found herself moaning from the feelings of arousal that were surging between her legs. 

Trey laughed from somewhere off to the side, and Y/N knew he was still pointing his phone camera at her, recording their every move. It was an insurance policy, they said. No one could accuse anybody of anything if there was video evidence that everyone was a consenting adult. No one could blab to anybody, because the video would incriminate all of them–not that they were doing anything technically illegal, but it was certainly immoral, and taboo as hell. 

“Look at the little whore, she loves it,” Trey called from his spot behind the camera. “Auggie never would have been able to give you this, would he, baby girl?” 

Y/N moaned again in answer, not doubting for a second that August never would have been this rough with her. She never would have thought to ask. 

“Told ya we’d teach you about things he’s never even dreamed,” Cordell groaned, now flexing his hips to fuck her throat steadily as he held her in place, his grip on her hair making it impossible to move. “Fuck, you look so pretty on your knees for me, Y/N. Like you were made to take my cock like this.” 

“I bet there’s some other parts of her made for cock, too,” Trey piped up and Cordell threw his head back in laughter, groaning as he pulled out and let Y/N get a proper breath in. She doubled over on her hands and knees, coughing and gasping around the air that was rushing into her deprived lungs. The renewed oxygen racing around her blood stream was making her feel high, and it felt fucking incredible. 

“Yeah, I get the hint,” Cordell chuckled deeply, motioning for Trey to hand over the phone to him. “Get her up on the bed and show her what those holes are for.” 

Y/N felt herself being lifted into the air as Trey picked up on and tossed her onto the bed carelessly, crawling after her onto the mattress. He positioned himself at the head of the bed, lying back against the pillows and headboard, legs spread obscenely to show off his body. His cock was thick, hard, and standing to attention, dark and glistening. His balls looked full and heavy as he slid a palm beneath himself and gave them a squeeze, arranging himself comfortably before he grabbed onto the base of his cock and stood it up straight. Y/N could feel her pussy clenching wantonly in anticipation of having that inside of her. 

“Well, what’re you waiting for, hop on cowgirl,” Trey grinned, stroking himself lazily and beckoning Y/N forward. “Walker, get up here, I want a close up of me taking this baby slut’s virginity. Gonna make her squirt on my dick.” 

“Oh fuck,” Y/N whined, their objectifying talk making her weak with pleasure. Sitting up on her knee and straddling Trey’s lap, she let him guide the tip of his cock through her folds, slicking up the tip before he began to push himself inside. “Oh god, oh my god,” she gasped. This felt so much better than she’d ever imagined. It was nothing like her own bony fingers; Trey was thick and hot and somehow simultaneously hard and soft at the same time. She could feel the give and resistance of his flesh inside of her, carving her apart to fit around him like a mold. 

“Holy shit I’m gonna jerk off to this video so much,” Cordell moaned from behind them, and Y/N whimpered in embarrassment at the idea that she was losing her virginity in a threesome on tape. August and Stella’s dad had had his cock down her throat hardly a minute ago, and now he was watching her sit on his fellow Ranger’s cock and filming it for his own personal spank bank. From the sounds of his breathy groans he was really enjoying the view. If it looked as good as she felt, Y/N wasn’t surprised. 

“Oh, you did so good, baby girl,” Trey brushed his hands down her hair as Y/N collapsed forward against his chest, finally seated all the way in the Ranger’s lap, their hips grinding together instinctually as she rocked against him and tried to recover her breath. “Taking me so good all on your first try, knew you were made to be a little slut,” he growled, his hips bucking up against her slightly. 

Without warning, a hand was wrapping around Y/N’s throat and she gasped heavily, sitting up fast and making Trey groan as she fucked herself back onto his cock inadvertently. Cordell’s fingers were long enough to wrap around to each side of her neck easily, and he was squeezing against her veins tightly, beginning to cut off the blood supply. 

“Fuck him,” Cordell demanded, smacking her on the ass to sput her into moving. “C’mon darlin’, you came over to get some dick today, we're giving it to you. But you still gotta work for it.” He tightened his grip in tiny pulses, letting the air and blood make it to Y/N’s brain in small bursts as she began to bounce on Trey’s cock. The younger man’s hands crept around her body and dug bruisingly deep into the flesh of her ass, holding her apart so Cordell could watch her pussy swallowing Trey’s cock. Idly, Y/N wondered what he’d done with the phone, because one of Cordell’s hands stayed locked around her throat while the other one slid down her stomach to her clit to toy with it idly while she fucked herself. 

“You gonna cum for me, baby girl?” Trey grunted, beginning to fuck into Y/N’s thrusts when her pace started to falter. “Can feel you twitching around me. You wanna cum on my cock? Gon’ squirt real good for me and Cordi? Fuck, choke her harder man, she clenches up so tight when she can’t breathe. Fuck yeah, that’s it, shit. So good, darlin’. C’mon now. Cream yourself for us, show us what a good fucking whore you can be, yeah? Yeah, there you go sweetheart!” Trey grunted triumphantly, thrusting up harshly, the sound of wet slapping echoing lewdly amongst the three of them. “Fuck you feel so good cumming on me like that. You gotta feel it, Cordi.”

Y/N collapsed to her side onto the mattress as she regained some of her sanity. It felt like she had blacked out a little when she came, and her body was still shaking as she lay, spent and used on the covers. Trying to focus her gaze, she saw Trey and Cordell looking at her hungrily, both stroking their cocks while Trey pointed his phone towards her, scanning up and down her body to take in just how ruined she was. Y/N bet it made quite the sight.

“You– you didn’t finish,” Y/N mumbled breathlessly, looking at Trey’s still very much erect cock. 

“Oh, darlin’,” Cordell laughed darkly, reaching down and pulling her up towards him. “We’re not boys, and we’re nowhere near done with you yet.” He brought her face to his and kissed her deeply, sucking her tongue into his mouth and apparently trying to suck all the air straight out of her lungs. They both gasped brokenly when he finally let her go, his chest and shoulders heaving as he held her against him, looking down at her with hunger. “And we’re not gonna be finished until we’re both inside that cunt and filling you up with all that cum you’re desperate for. No one is allowed to leave the Walkers on Thanksgiving without being stuffed full.”

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Sweetpea

Summary: You come back to your hometown and meet the Walker family again after years of babysitting for them. Stella and August are happy to see you back. Cordell is surprised to see you all grown. A.K.A: Cordell Walker fucks his nanny. Pairing: Cordell Walker x F!Reader Warning: A little tension. Angst. A lot of slowburn.  Fluff. Sexual tension. Sex dreams. Mentions of masturbation. Smut. Love confessions. Pet names. Daddy kink. Size kink. Praising kink. Degrading kink. Unsafe sex. Size difference. Fluff.

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"Do I know that?" he asked.

You chuckled a little.

"It's Mean Girls," you told him. "2000s classic."

He turned to you, squinting a little.

"Are you speaking as a communicator or as a friend?"

You giggled.

"Both," you told him. "It is known as one of the most significant pieces of work from that decade."

Cordell chuckled, settling on his own seat - a large armchair next to the couch.

"Here," he extended an arm to you. "I got you a beer."

You picked the can from his hand.

You weren't the biggest fan of beer, but it was alright.

"So you're staying?" you looked at him.

He shrugged.

"Yeah, it's... good," he spoke slowly.

You had to hold back a chuckle. It was, but he wasn't exactly the demographic for it.

Still, he sat down and watched, and while you loved Mean Girls, it was pretty hard to focus on it with Walker right there by your side.

He looked so calm and relaxed, completely focused on the screen as he drank slowly from the can.

You couldn't help the way you traced him. His hands, his bears, his eyes... his lips. They all raced through your mind as you tried to get every detail.

"Something on my face?" he asked gently, snapping you out of your daydream.

"Sorry," you mumbled. "Just... looking. Trying to track where you changed, I guess."

And now you had put your foot in your mouth.

"Changed?"

You flushed, looking away.

"I mean, it's been a while. A few years," you tried to explain. "You're not the same guy anymore."

He nodded, and you looked over at him again.

"Stella told me you went undercover this past year," you told him.

Cordell pursed his lips, confirming.

"For ten months," he corrected you.

You rested your head on the seat behind you.

"That's still a lot of time," you told him. "You can make a whole new human in ten months."

He sighed.

"It wasn't easy," he spoke slowly, as if trying to find the words. "I don't like to think about who I was back then. It's not who I am."

You blinked, watching him.

"Well, that's not fully true," you corrected him. "Sometimes when you try to hide yourself, you reveal stuff that you didn't know."

You could see it on his face how uncomfortable he was with the statement, and you could see how he forced himself to smile as he tried to brush you off.

"That's pretty deep," he tapped his beer can. "They teach you that in New York?"

You chuckled.

"Yeah," you confirmed. "I mean, I learned a lot by crashing my friends' classes when I had a couple of free hours."

. . .

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When the past won't let go

Summary: Sometimes there’s more to the story

Pairing: Cordell Walker x Reader

Word Count: 2511

Warnings: cursing, past memories, angst, personal conflict, mentions of death, revealing secrets

Square Filled: Forbidden Relationship @walker-bingo

A/N: This segment is told from Walker's POV

A/N II: part six of Duke x Reader/Cordell x Reader series of drabbles and stories for this bingo.

*Set between 2.05 Partners and Third Wheels & 2.06 Douglass Fir

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*no beta-all mistakes are mine

Walker

“Agent Graves knew Stan Morrison killed your wife...”

Those eight words turned my heart inside out again.

It was a good thing Micki showed up at that moment, she took one look and ordered me to take a walk before I lost my shit and hospital security got called. 

I ended up in one of the city's parks heading down a hiking trail that thankfully wasn’t busy this time of day came to an outcropping near the river, sat down, and took off my hat, letting it dangle between my legs, going back over that year.

The pain was followed by excessive drinking and extended workload, using both to numb me, barely going through the motions of life without actually being in it till the accident at home and decided it was best for all to leave, going undercover on Operation: Watch The Throne. 

After months of trying to make inroads, those two women came; Twyla Jean, who got me into the Kings through a fake relationship, and Y/N, the mystery piece who made me put in the work to crack open the door she used to keep everyone at bay.  

The one my memories, or is it my heart, refuses to release me from. 

Later Stan’s betrayal was exposed after years of friendship..hell, the man was family, sent us all into a tailspin cumulated with us standing upon that spot forced him to confess after Emily stumbled upon a drug haul he pulled the trigger on the kill shot to save his own skin from Northside Nation. 

All this time, now I’m wondering how many other things I’ve missed.

I peered through the view window to see Micki texting on her phone spotting me taps a finger to her lips, and came out quietly shutting the door.

“You cooled off?”

“Yeah, hey, thank you for giving me some time to sort stuff out.”

“Is it sorted?”

“For now. So did Y/N write anything else about Mannon?”

“She wrote down a few places he might be hiding but so far, no sign he’s been to any of them. The doctor came by and said she’ll be out tomorrow. I let Cap know and he’s arranging a safe house.”

“Okay, good.”

“So, you wanna tell me about it?”

“No.”

Micki’s eyebrow arched, “since when?”

I spy James coming down the hall, “how about not right now.” 

“I’ll hold you to that.”

“Hold him to what?” James asked, “Cap, we all set?” Micki deflected.

“Everything’s set but I’d rather finish this discussion a little more privately,” he opens the door for her to enter first, “I called in a couple of favors and got the safe house in Buffalo.”

“That’s not in our jurisdiction,” Micki says and James lowers his voice, “I did some digging. It’s not been substantiated but it’s looking like Mannon may not only have informants in Austin but other law enforcement agencies, so we need to fly under the radar on this.”

“You’re thinking Graves is on the leaks?” 

“I could’ve told you that,” a scratchy voice answered.

“You’re supposed to be writing, not talking.” I sternly say and you give me that particular look hear James stifle a laugh before clapping my shoulder, “good luck with that.”

Next morning 

The nurse had finished going over discharge instructions when James dropped by with the safehouse details and informed us that the landlord had taken what Y/N had of value as payment for damages and tossed everything else. 

“My bag, y’all happen to confiscate it?” James shook his head, “I’m sorry, we didn’t find it.”

“What happened to the clothes I had on?”

“They had to cut your uniform off and you were barefoot.”

“Leave it to that sonuvabitch to take my last sixty-five bucks.” Y/N croaked out.

“I’ve already signed off on a purchase voucher for what you’ll need,” James said, “I’ll reach out to some contacts who can help with getting you back on your feet once we have Mannon in custody.”

Tugging at the robe-covered hospital gown, “wonder if they’ll let me keep this lovely ensemble, maybe get some of those awesome slippers to match since I don’t have a-pot to piss in.”

She broke off coughing and I grabbed the water cup, “that’s what you get for talking too much,” sticking the straw between her lips. “You can borrow my stuff till we get you some.”

“I’m no charity case, Ranger Walker,”  Y/N mumbled around the straw.

“Never thought you were.” 

Buffalo, TX

“Well, this is quaint.” 

Micki’s sarcasm wasn’t far off. 

The safe house turned out to be an older one-bedroom, one-bath ranch in the middle of nowhere with a pull-out and doorways I have to duck through.

“At least we got a clear view of the perimeter.”

“For once I’m happy it’s winter, makes it harder for anyone to hide, even in camo,” Micki commented. “We’ll still need to periodically check around that corpse of trees, looked pretty thick when we pulled in.”

“Let’s hope Mannon hasn’t caught on to our ruse and is following the decoy to Fredericksburg.” 

Micki opened the fridge, “whoever set this up didn’t leave much, I better do a supply run.”

“Why you?”

“Cause an almost 6’5” Sasquatch in Ranger clothes isn’t gonna stand out?”

“Good point. Head out-of-town so locals stay in the dark.”

“I’ll change and go to Palestine or Mexia,”  Micki grabs her bag and goes into the bedroom leaving the door cracked, “gotta feeling we'll be stuck here for a while, so I’ll double up on the groceries, especially with how much you pack away.” 

“Funny, where’s Y/N?”

Micki walked out slipping on her jacket and crossing her arms, “locked herself in the bath muttering something about preferring the hoosgow then stuck in an ace in the hole with a tenderfoot and blatherskite. She’s got quite the mouth on her.”

“Y/N tends to be colorful when stressed.”

 “What’s she like normally?”

“Sarcasm on a shingle.” Y/N sarcastically quips.

My breath hitched seeing you in my flannel and faded jeans, the type so worn in they’re almost too comfortable to take off, accentuating your curves that’ve haunted my dreams spot toes peeking out under the rolled cuffs.

“What’re you grinning at?”

“You ahh, you still wear that purple polish.”

“Right. I’m gonna get going,” I felt Micki’s scrutiny, mouthing behave, making mine downturn in response.

“I see Ramirez doesn’t tolerate any of your bullshine either.” 

Not giving me a chance to respond, you walk off to the cupboard finding the extra set of bedding and pillows come back, cocking your head for me to move.

“What’re you doing?”

“Making up the pullout.”

“Okay, but you’re not sleeping out here.”

“Why?”

“What’d ya mean why? You’re doubling up with Micki..”

“You two can double up in this dice house, I’m parking it out here!”

“The hell you are! Look, your ex has proven he can slip in and out of places undetected so until he’s in custody, we’re going to need to keep you within eyesight 24/7.”

“Ranger Walker, does that mean you’re personally gonna join me in the bath and scrub my back?”

“I..you..you know that’s not what I meant!”

“I’m not going to argue this one,” your voice is wearing out from overuse, “Y/N you probably aren't gonna believe me but I understand what a traumatic..”

“How am I supposed to believe anything coming from that mouth of yours?” Shit, the sheer vitriol in your voice.

 “I know this is my only chance at earning any trust from you again, and I‘m gonna be one hundred percent open and honest.” Sitting down I looked up at her with no filters, “remember me telling you about my wife?”

“You said she died in an accident.”

“Her name was Emily. The last time I saw her, she and a friend headed for the border, restocking supply stations. She called..she was so scared then I heard gunshots..I tried calling her back but I knew.”  

Fuck, feel like I’m gonna choke on my tongue.

“After the funeral, I buried myself in the job and the bottle. Finally, my family, James, and Stan Morrison did an intervention. I couldn’t be there anymore so I told them I was taking the undercover job outta town..and lost myself in those months. ”

I wasn’t expecting you to sit down next to me, let alone place your hand on my leg, and took the risk of placing my hand on top of yours.

“I’ve made a lot of mistakes and have no right but I am asking you to give me, Cordell Walker, a chance to prove you can trust me.”

Days later

“How much more time does she need?” Micki snapped.

Y/N’s indecisiveness was wearing on all our nerves, seriously thinking of hitting that bottle I’d snuck in. 

Of course, it didn’t help this morning Micki decided to try talking, okay, she tried some psychoanalysis learned from Adrianna, leading to one helluva blowout that had me physically hauling Y/N outside like a sack of taters. 

Glancing away from you angrily pacing outside to an equally angry Micki, “as long as she needs. Look, we’re all tired and cranky..”

 “You think?” 

“We can’t push..”

“.. then implement those charms of yours Beau so we can..”

“Wrap this up and move on to the next case?” 

We both startled not hearing you come in, “gee, wish it was that easy for me, I’d love to be able to move on from this.”

“You’ve had ample opportunity to tell anyone in law enforcement..”

“If I had, I'd been dead a long time ago.”

“What?” 

“There’s a shitload more to this than you’ve been told.” 

“Walker, grab that bottle I know you’ve got, and let’s all get real comfortable,” Micki retrieved three cups and sat down.

“I don’t wanna discuss my personal goings-on so let’s start with what brought him here.” Y/N threw back her drink, “ya know why I ditched my real name?” 

“Your file wasn’t clear.”

“Because I wouldn’t play their reindeer games.” Not entirely sure where she was going and Micki appeared as puzzled as me. “Wait, you two really don’t know who my family are?”

“No.”

“Daddy got his start by helping certain elected individuals with their less-than-legal activities. In appreciation, they made him Senator Y/D/L/N.”

“One of the Senators who confirms PSC appointments,” Micki states, and I add, “PSC oversees DPS,” some more pieces click, “he found out about Stan’s illegal activities.”

Y/N tapped the side of her nose.

 “The mysterious appearance of pension funds also blipped on the Secret Services financial investigations radar but they didn’t have enough tangible evidence against Morrison.  It was sheer coincidence Eric was sent at the same time the Kings started robbing banks.” 

“The Kings started a few months before Walker went undercover.”

“No, they’d started small a few years ago, Clint wanted it down to a T before moving on to bigger game, that was Eric’s in. He came up with partnering with Northside; in exchange for laundering the money, they’d make a delivery or pickup while on the circuit, that’s how Clint, Crystal, and Jaxon got misdemeanor drug charges. When Twerp came in, Clint persuaded her into giving Northside banking information on the businesses they were interested in, like The Side Step and Carlos Mendoza's family businesses.”  

“Wow, gotta give it to Graves,” Micki interjects, “she’s better at burying shit than I’d given her credit for.” 

Y/N gave me a curious look, “you didn’t know any of this?”

“No, but it makes sense, what Stan said, this can’t go on. I thought it was my screwing up at home but I was already getting too close before going under, why he hoped that the Rodeo Kings would end me.”

“Just like Clint, might’ve called you family but didn’t stop him from turning if he thought you were a threat.”

Micki pointedly glares at Y/N, “and you blithely went along with them, not caring who got hurt..” 

Y/N shot outta her seat and disappeared outside.

Shit! 

I sat down next to Y/N and leaned back against the same corps trees that half circled a small pond hand her one of the mugs I’d brought. 

“Been out here awhile, thought you might need a warm-up.” She took a sip and smiled, “you’ve never forgotten what I like since that first time you offered me coffee.”

“My daddy told me before I got married, ‘son, the key to a happy marriage is never forget what a woman likes to drink’.”

Y/N sighed, “Clint always was crazier than a Kiowa Paint Mare, somewhere along the way, he got twisted. I never believed he’d take things that far, or hurt your family as he did.”

 “How’d you..”

“Trevor. He told me everything but your real name.”

“Clint blamed me for Crystal, for what happened that day, wanted me to understand what it was to suffer. If Trevor hadn’t interfered, I’da killed him with my bare hands.” 

“Then you’d have become him.”

“Hmph, I’ve been on the edge of that precipice more than once.” “But you didn’t jump,” she said, “your Jimmy Cricket didn’t let you.”

“Let your conscience be your guide Jimmy Cricket?”

“No, don’t know what else to call it. That something that stops you from stepping off the ledge of not coming back,” she shrugged.

“For me, it’s my family. No matter how hard it gets, they never gave up on me.”

Y/N starts playing with the chain for my dog tags, making the rational part of my brain holler at me this is wrong, she’s under my protection and off limits.

Irrational desire flames in me as her feathery touch makes my skin tingles, accept the invitation of tasting her sweet lips.

A hand covering my mouth instinctively made me grab their arm.

“Walker, it’s me,” Y/N whispered before removing her hand, “stay quiet, there are people moving around outside.”

“How many?”

“Not sure but I saw three night-sights.”

Shit, not good hear Micki stirring, “hey, we’ve got company.”

***

“Slow down but don’t stop,” I reach for my duffel from the floorboard.

“Walker, whatever you’re thinking, don’t.”

“Stick to the plan..”

“..you bailing out of a moving vehicle wasn’t..”

“He’s right,” Y/N grabs hers, “sticking together gonna get you killed. I’ll split, you two can say it was during the firefight and..”

“..I’m coming with you..”

 “..the hell you are..”

“..you are in my custody and my responsibility. Micki, got any extra cash on you?” 

I rifled through the wallet she tossed me, “get Liam to discretely look into Graves’s recent activities, got a feeling Mannon’s sudden appearance wasn’t random, and tell James I’ll be in contact in a few days.”

“Walker..”

“I know. Be careful Flor, we don’t know who to trust inside the circle anymore.” 

Glancing in the rearview mirror, “on three.”

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Sam/Jared: @idreamofplaid

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Cowgirls Don't Cry

Cordell Walker x Sister!Magnolia Rae Walker (OC) Warnings: Mentions of death and grief, but mostly fluff and emotional conversations.

Author note | This is very rough in terms of editing, and any and all types of feedback is greatly appreciated.

There’s this feeling when the glue dies, when it becomes clear that someone important and special dies and the mark, they left of the rest of the family becomes clear. That feeling permeated every aspect of life and everybody dealt with the grief in different ways. Maggie threw herself head long into her work, she tended to the horses in the stables all hours of the day and night. Her brother Cordell left and fell into a dark hole, Liam became the glue and voice of reason. That was until Liam proposed the idea of him filing for custody of Stella and August, that broke Maggie’s hold on all that was sane.

***

The room was still as Liam’s proposal sank in, his words shaking Maggie’s resolve as she tired her best not to lash out. As much as she wanted to reach across the table and punch her brother in the face, she couldn’t do it, not in front of the kids.

“How dare you,” Maggie seethed, her face not hiding the anger she held for her brother in that moment. The rest of the walker family simply stared at the young brunette women as she uncharacteristically fought with the middle Walker sibling.

“What do you mean, Stella and Auggie need stability and a Cordell isn’t here to do it so why not” Liam spoke, trying to reason with his little sister. While normally the only daughter of Abeline and Bonham Walker would join her brother in being the voice of reason in the family, today it seemed Liam’s words were the straw that broke the camels back.

“Don’t talk like he’s gone, Cords not gone like that” Maggie chastised her brother trying desperately to not raise her voice in front of Stella and August, but she couldn’t help it. In her mind, Liam’s suggestion was him talking like Cordell was dead and the family needed to move on.

“Maggie, Your brother isn’t suggesting anything,” Abeline tired to sooth her only daughter’s rage. “Not in front of the kids” she urged her child.

“No Momma, He’s…He’s talking as Cord’s never coming back” Maggie said teary eyed. While Maggie always told people that she loved both her brothers equally, something about Emily’s death and Cordell leaving that in this moment she despised Liam.

“Magnolia Rae Walker” Bonham’s firm voice cut harshly though the impending fight. Maggie looked at her father in teary silence. Without another word Maggie left the room, the house and escaped to the only place she’d ever felt at peace, the stables.

Liam found his sister sniffing away and rubbing her eyes with her head in her hands, tucked away in the corner of an empty stall. She had dug up a blanket the siblings had kept in the barn for moments just like this. Stepping into the stall, Liam sat down pulling his sister in his arms.

“I’m sorry, we all miss him you know” Liam spoke into his sister’s hair as sobs racked through her. Her walls crumbling as she was enveloped in the safety of her brother’s arms. While she might have hated Liam for his suggestion, the comfort she felt in his arms was something she was craving as her emotions got the best of her. The siblings sat there in the silent night, Liam letting Maggie cry.

“Frist Emily and now Cordi, I don’t know if I can do it any more Liam”.

“You’re not alone Rae”.

“Is he dead?” While her question was not out of the realm of possibility, the fact that his teary-eyed sister had timidly asked it anyway shook Liam a little. Liam didn’t respond for a minute; he didn’t know what to say to console her. In the end Liam only whispered a simple ‘no’, causing a new, fresh wave of tears to flood down her blotchy cheeks.

For the following months Liam regularly checked in with his sister and soon persuaded her to talk to someone. While Maggie still threw herself into her work, her conversations with Dr Levitt helped her redirect her pain and loss into healing via her interactions with her family. Maggie invested deeply into both Stella and August’s life and schooling, she encouraged both teens to came and talk to her when they needed or no one else would listen, Aunty Maggie would listen. The Walker family learned to move forward, to understand their feelings relating to Emily’s death, even with the dark cloud of Cordell’s absence looming over them. Magnolia never wanted to take Emily’s place as the family’s glue, but when a void appears in the family, someone must fill this important role.

When Cordell returned it was like the last few months never happened. The moment Maggie laid eyes on her brother, and she saw the worn look in his eyes, the stone walls and supports she’d built crumbled within seconds. She became distant once again, throwing herself into her work on the ranch once again.

***

The sun was slowly rising over the family ranch when Cordell drove back up the drive. His brain foggy with memories of Emily. The ranch was quiet, at this time in the morning, he didn’t think a single soul would be up yet. Then he saw Maggie walk across the yard and towards the stables. Even from this distance, Cordell could see the sag in her shoulders and the sluggishness in her walk. Sat in his truck a little longer and watched as a small smile graced his sisters’ lips when she opened the stable doors and greeted the horses housed within. Later, when he entered the family kitchen, his sister was notably absent.

“Morn’ Mamma,” Cordell greeted Abeline Walker, embracing her and kissing her head.

“Morning Darling” Abeline gestured to the pot of coffee on the counter and flipped the pancakes.

“Where’s Nolia?”

“Probably out with the horses, why don’t you go rangle her in for breakfast” His mother asked as Cordell downed his first coffee of the day. Cordell merely nodded and ventured out to the stables. The family’s large stables oak doors were swung wide open, and Cordell could see his sister tending to an young Tennessee walker colt.

“He’s new” Quipped the Texas ranger.

“Yeah, Daddy and I found him injured wondering the Davison’s old land” Maggie answered absentmindedly, stroking the nose of the chestnut-coloured colt.

“What’s his name” By now Cordell was leaning against the door to the colt’s stall.

“Cordi”

“You missed me that much huh”.

“Yeah, I guess mamma sent you” Maggie quipped turning to her brother, Cordell once again merely nodded in response, “You want to see something”. Cordell raised his eyebrows in query, Maggie mentioned for him to follow her. The pair walked further down the stables.

“You remember Pop tart the Appaloosa mare daddy got me for my birthday a few years ago,” Cordell hummed, that horse had been Magnolia’s pride and joy, she rode the mare any chance she could come rain or shine, “Well a few months ago she had a filly”.

Maggie leant against a new stall, this one was occupied by a large white and grey speckled appaloosa and a smaller almost identical filly. “I couldn’t help myself and named her Emily”.

Cordell watched as the small filly crossed the stall and left the comfort zone of her mother. Reaching his hand into the stall, the filly gave a tentative sniff. Maggie nudged her brother’s arm and handed him a small carrot, which he offered to the foal. Emily excitably munched on the treat before pushing her head into Cordell’s hand once more, searching for more carrots.

“Why Emily,”

“She was born a week after you left, everyone was so lost, when daddy asked me what we should call her, Emily was the only name I could think of. The kids seemed to brighten up a little when I told them her name. Stella even helped me tend to her those first few months” She answered as she refilled the feed and water buckets in the stall.

Weeks past before Cordell got the courage to talk to his little sister again, this time he came armed with the knowledge of Liam betrayal and how defensive the young women had gotten. Once again, he found her tending to the horses in the barn.

“Maggie” Came Cordell’s voice, laced with an unusual mix of uncertainty and confidence for the Texas ranger. The women in question simply hummed in acknowledgement as she brushes the stallion’s coat. “I know what Liam did”

The barn remained silent; it was as if the few months that Cordell had been undercover were a period that his sister mere wished to forget now that he has come home.

“We were all grieving Em’s death and then your disappearing act really rocked to boat” Magnolia’s voice was soft as her hand stilled, Adonis – the stallion maggie was tending to whined slightly at the lack of attention. “Then Liam suggested petitioning for custody of the kids, i…I just couldn’t believe he even thought about it…to me it felt like he thought you were never coming back and…I…I thought he was suggesting y…you…were…dead” She stuttered around her tears. Cordell didn’t respond both his brother and Stella had recounted the pain and anger in the usually soft and understanding women when Liam brought up his idea at family dinner. Instead, he simply stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Magnolia.

“I know, thank you for defending me”.

“Always”

“Now,” Cordell said after separating from the hug and clasping his hands together, “Whatever Momma is cooking smells absolutely amazing” Magnolia smiled and followed her brother back into the family home, linked at the elbows like they use to do as kids.

Abeline’s smile grew when she saw her children walk into the kitchen, Magnolia giggling loudly, seemingly at something Cordell had said. For their mother, it sparked joy to see her baby girl smile a genuine smile, something that hadn’t graced her lips since the family received the news of Emily’s death. She hoped and prayed that night that the smile on Magnolia’s lips never had to leave ever again.

#cordell walker #liam walker #stella walker #august walker #Cordell Walker x Sister!OC #cowgirl #country girl #cordell walker x reader

[fandom-hoarder]

This is so sad

#cordell x stella #i know I've only contributed 1 but damn :'( #reader problems #shipcest

[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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September Reading Recs

To show some love and appreciation to all the amazing writers here on tumblr, here are all the fantastic fics I've read this month. 💖

Many of these fics and blogs are 18+ only, and NSFW please heed the author's individual fic warnings and requests regarding no minors. I am not responsible for your media consumption.

2023 Reading Recs

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Escape Chapter 61 | Chapter 62 | Chapter 63 | Chapter 64 | Chapter65 | @soaringeag1e

Authors Summary:  A serial killer is reeking havoc around Lawrence, Kansas, and Detective Dean Winchester is getting really sick of finding more and more bodies. But one day, he gets a call about another victim. But instead of the location of another body, he gets news that this one escaped the hell of this mans actions.

Worth It @rizlowwritessortof

Authors Summary: Of course Dean doesn't mind if you go hang out with some guy you knew in your civilian life. You know, the kind of life he never had. It's fine.

Smoke Eater Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | @zepskies

Authors Summary: Dean Winchester is the cocky, but well-respected Lieutenant at Firehouse 25. He leads by example, but he’s also known to break a few hearts. He’s starting to crave something he’s never had, though. Something stable. Something real. 

The One That Got Away Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | @pink-sparkly-witch

Authors Summary: Childhood sweethearts, Dean and Y/N, are very much in love with each other. When she accepts a full scholarship to an out-of-state college, she finally gets to leave behind her traumatic childhood and abusive father, but it means leaving Dean behind too.

Over a decade later, Y/N returns to Lawrence, Kansas, and finally tries to heal the only wounds she has left… the psychological and emotional scars her father gave her and the heartbreak she endured by Dean Winchester, the one that got away.

Sam Winchester

Decision Making @poyopng

Authors Summary | In the midst of his coma after the God Trials, Sam's brain becomes overwhelmed by the conflicting opinions of Dean and Bobby. Luckily, his brain knows the perfect person to conjure up and help him with that.

No Vacancy Day One @bunnysbrainrot

Authors Summary: Separated from Dean and Castiel, you and Sam are on your own. Now paired up, you spend a few days in a motel. The only problem? The last room available only has one bed.

No Vacancy Day Two @bunnysbrainrot

Authors Summary: In day two of your one-on-one case with Sam, you gather intel together. Once things settle down for the second night, Dean reveals some news. Sam realizes he’s made a huge mistake involving a lust spell.

No Vacancy Day Three @bunnysbrainrot

Authors Summary: After the discovery of the lust spell placed on Sam, you quickly learn that he can’t control himself. In fact, you don’t want him to.

Empty @waywardxwords

Authors Summary: Ten months ago, Sam threw himself and Lucifer into the cage. While Dean went off to live happily with Lisa and Ben, you couldn’t bring yourself to live a “normal” life. While on a hunt, your trail leads to Lansing, Michigan where you get your hopes up when you stumble upon the Sam Winchester in a dive bar. Instead, bumping into the man you had fallen for years before leaves you feeling empty.

Healing Wounds @waywardxwords

Authors Summary: Sequel to Empty - It had been close to a year since your run-in with Sam Winchester. You had spent the time hunting recklessly, which landed you in a predicament you didn’t think you could escape from. This tells the story of seeing Sam once more after his soul has been restored. 

Idiots At First Sight @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

Authors Summary: Sam and Y/N are each sure their feelings are one-sided? Dean is sure they're both idiots? Who's right?

The Boys

Soldier Boy

Checkerboard @zepskies

Authors Summary: You’re not a supe. You’re breakable. Soldier Boy sometimes forgets that.

Imagine: How Ben reacts to his girlfriend having cramps during her period. @zepskies

Strong as Blood Part 1 | Part 2 @zepskies

Authors Summary: After you accidentally break through a solid wood table, you know there’s something wrong with you. You begin to have your suspicions, but can you keep it from Ben long enough to find out? 

Walker

Cordell Walker

Kinktober 2021 | Day 6 | Overstimulation @writethelifeyouwant

Big Sky

Beau Arlen

Under The Montana Skies @spnbaby-67

Imagine: Beau gives you the support you need. @zepskies

Authors Summary Beau gives you the support you need.** ❤️‍🩹

After getting home from a terrible day at work, he's able to lighten your mood.

Something Serious @jessjad

Authors Summary: Beau and Y/N spend a summer evening together. But do they both expect the same thing?

Smallville

Jason Teague

The Art Of Stealth @mind-empty-just-fictional-people

Authors Summary: Jason doesn’t seem to understand the art of sneaking into your dorm room quietly

Promposal Dilemma @mind-empty-just-fictional-people

10 Inch Hero

Boaz Priestly

Anyway That You Want Me @deanbrainrotwritings

Authors Summary : he’s clingy and doesn’t know how else to feel close to her. even though it gets them both riled up, it’s nice while it lasts.

#winchestergirl2 recs #winchestergirl2 reads #fic recs #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester fic #soldier boy x reader #soldier boy fic #cordell walker x reader #cordell walker fic #beau arlen x reader #beau arlen fic #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester fic #jason teague x reader #jason teague fic #boaz priestly x reader #boaz priestly fic

[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

[all-alone-he-turns-to-stone]

Walker - Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Here’s the masterlist for Walker!

NSFW = 18+ ;)

DO NOT REPOST ANY OF MY WRITING. NEVER. NOT TODAY. NOT TOMORROW. NEVER.

Geri Broussard

Do You Feel Me Now? 

Summary: You have way too much fun teasing Geri. Then one day, she has enough and let you know the effect you have on her...

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