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munsonology · 3 months
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I’m ovulating rn and so horny and also hardcore craving chocolate and all day today I couldn’t stop thinking about what it’s be like ovulating around cowboy Eddie🫢 being so insanely horny and needy and just clinging to him all day
oh jesus this is from may i am so sorry fren 😭 but imagine hanging on to every move cowboy!eddie makes. you follow him around like a filly stuck under her mothers shadow.
“girlie will you cool it? i have a few more tasks to do and then i’m all yours.” the way the muscles in his back stretched across his suntanned skin.
and then imagine he’s done with chores and goes into the house to see you humping one of the pillows in the living room 😭 “just couldn’t wait could ya.”
you shake your head no. eddie strides over and gets down on his knees next to you.
“you gon’ finish for me?”
“mmmhph, yes! fuck!”
you grind your hips harder into the pillow. the fabric sticky from your sweat and arousal. the gentle scrape of the threads was enough to tease you and bring you to the edge of orgasm.
eddie leaned forward and kissed you. his tongue invading your mouth. he tasted of minty toothpaste and the marlboros he said he stopped lighting.
never lifting his lips from yours, you rode out your high attached to him.
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sanguineterrain · 11 months
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here’s a cowboy eddie thought inspired by listening to the dracula podcast. thinking about how eddie would totally say “that’s my brave girl”, about just about anything. learned a new skill? that’s my brave girl. did something you were nervous about? that’s my brave girl. had a whole nervous breakdown and are now all watery eyed in his lap? that’s my brave girl… he’d probably punctuate it with a kiss on the head, too.
anon ur brain is so big... full of incredible thoughts... luv it 🫶this one kinda got away from me lmao but i hope you like it anyway | fem!reader x cowboy!eddie, kind of suggestive at the end
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"Missus, Missus!"
Henry skids to a stop in front of the bar, where you've been scrubbing at a sticky spot for the last five minutes.
You drop the rag into the bucket and wipe your forehead with the back of your hand.
"Ain't you s'posed to be in school, Henry Sherman?" you ask, hand on your hip.
"Aw, it's too hot for school, Missus," Henry whines. "'Sides, Mr. Porter gave me a dime to be the lookout for today. Guess who just rode in?"
"I dunno. Mr. Leland?"
Henry makes a face. "The postman? No, no. That ain't exciting. Guess again. You got one more guess."
You smile and lean against the bartop.
"Hmm... fastest gunslinger in the West?"
Henry nods eagerly. "Uh-huh! Mr. Hellfire's back!"
Your smile drops. "What? Henry, are you sure?"
Henry bounces on his toes. "Yes, ma'am! He just rode in ten minutes ago. Asked specifically for you. He's at the inn right now."
"Oh." You pat your skirt down like Mr. Hellfire's just walked in. "Uh, thank you, Henry. Here's a nickel."
You flip him a coin. Henry catches it happily.
"Alright! 'M gettin' a peppermint stick."
"Don't spoil your dinner," you say distractedly, sliding off your apron and walking around the counter to get your bag.
Henry hangs behind, drumming his fingers on the stool.
"Are you gonna marry Mr. Hellfire?"
You miss a step on your way out the door, catching yourself on the side of the building.
"What—why do you ask that, Henry?"
"'Cause you hang out with him a lot, even though people say he's bad."
"He ain't bad," you say softly. "People just talk too much."
"I know that," Henry says. "He brought me real cowboy boots for Christmas. Bad people don't give Christmas presents."
You chuckle and pat the top of Henry's head.
"No, most don't."
"He gives you lots of gifts too," Henry continues. "And Mr. Porter told me that men only give gifts to women they're gonna hitch their cart to."
You shake your head. "Henry, please don't repeat anything Mr. Porter says."
"Is it true?"
You roll your eyes. "I'm sure he thinks it's true."
"So you ain't gonna marry Mr. Hellfire? 'Cause I think it'd be real fine if you did. He's got a good horse and a big hat, and he's nice to me an' the other kids. And he brings us caramels!"
"Caramels? Don't buy peppermint sticks if he gave you caramels, Henry."
"I'm savin' those for later," he says, and you know he won't.
You go inside the inn. Eddie's hat is on the table next to him. His dark curls are pulled back into a ponytail. Sweat has gathered on his brow and in the dips of his collarbone. Your heart lurches. It's been a month since you'd seen him; you were starting to think Eddie would never come back.
Henry's sister, Sally, is sat at Eddie's feet, alongside a few other children. Eddie has his guitar out, quietly singing. You lean back on a table and listen to his crooning.
Henry eventually loses patience, though, and goes up to his sister hallway through the song.
"Sally, c'mon. Momma said we needa be home by supper."
Sally glances at her brother and pouts.
"He singin'," she says.
Eddie catches your gaze. You wave awkwardly. He beams and winks at you.
Lord, you're hungry for this man.
"I'll sing again tomorrow, Miss Sally," Eddie tells her sweetly, and drops a wrapped caramel into her tiny palm. "Any song you want. Alright?"
Sally seems to find this trade acceptable and holds Eddie's knee to stand. She walks to you and gives you a quick hug, then leaves with her brother.
"We wanna hear another song!" one boy shouts.
"Yeah, play it!"
Eddie looks at them, and you can tell his resolve will slip. Horses and kids, his only weaknesses.
"Y'know, last I checked, school isn't over," you say, brow raised. "Don't y'all have somewhere to be?"
They turn to you with wide eyes.
"Don't tell Teacher, please!"
You tilt your head at the door. "Then you'd all best get a move on, hm?"
They scramble for the door and you only feel a little guilty at the empty threat. But then Eddie stands, body long and lean, and you don't feel so bad.
"You run a tight ship, peach," he says, striding over to you.
He's always dressed in black. You've never seen him in any other color. If you'd been given any good sense, you might take that as a warning. Might heed the whispers that fly through town every time Eddie returns.
But you hadn't come into this world with any damn sense, and you don't intend to find any now.
"I've got to when Mr. Hellfire's in town," you say, leaning back on your hands. "You've made quite the reputation for yourself."
"Oh, I know," he purrs, leaning in close. "Brave girl, going toe-to-toe with the no-good devil that sweeps through."
Your heartbeat soars at Eddie's honeyed voice. He lightly presses his mouth to yours; barely a kiss. It leaves you breathless all the same.
"Ed—" you start, reaching for him.
Eddie takes your wrists in his hands, rubbing the insides with his thumbs, one leg between yours.
"Hm, baby? Whatcha need?"
"Want you to—"
He tilts his head. You anxiously look around, not wanting the innkeeper or anybody to catch you tangled up with the one person you definitely shouldn't be.
"Go on," Eddie says, breath tickling your neck. "My brave girl's gotta ask for what she wants."
"Want you to–to love on me."
"Ain't you sweet," he whispers, gently cupping the back of your neck. "Well, since my brave girl used her words so nice, of course I'll give her anything she wants."
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thegoblinboy · 1 year
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Ride — 🔞
Description; This is just smut 👀 Eddie and Steve meet in the hayloft
Warning; this is my first time writing smut in a very long time so don’t expect steamy lmao
Eddie was chewing on a piece of straw as he lays back on the small pile of hay that laid in the small corner of the barn. He could hear the animals moving around in their own stalls and on a occasion he would randomly start talking to one of them. Shockingly getting some form of response back. A weird noise, or a wall being kicked.
Wearing a black flannel over a band t-shirt that was slightly tucked into a pair of black ripped skinny jeans he was the complete opposite of what the other help looked like. That and he was supposed to be gone a hour ago. Instead he was hidden in the farm waiting for his boy. Smirking to himself he hears footsteps coming towards him. He tilts his head up lazily and has a grin on his face as he catches sight of Steve. Who was currently wearing skinny blue jeans, cowboy boots, a button up flannel and a cowboy hat.
No words are exchanged as Eddie moves to stand up. Picking up his own hat that he had bought as a joke. Placing it on top of his curls as he chews on the straw a bit more excitedly. Silently following the other up to the old hay loft that was now abandoned . Eddie would most times call it the gay loft knowing it would cause a pretty blush on his lovers face. Carefully they both walked up the creaky steps. Eddies already starting to unbutton his belt. The clinks of the chains the only noises heard from the upstairs. There was a occasional noise coming from a bird but it was easily ignored.
Humming Eddie watches Steve turn around and let his persona go. Each limb relaxing and the metalhead swears up and down that he sees light starting to shine from the other when he stops putting a show on. Even though they’ve only been at this for a month, each time when the other smiled like he is now it causes Eddie to stumble a bit. Watching the remaining sunlight hit his boys face. Scratch that, watching his world shine brighter then the actual sun. Each time Eddie makes a fool of himself it only causes the others smile to turn into a cocky grin, like it is now as Steve moves forward pulling the other closer. Taking ahold of the others belt loops as he gets up close and personal. Both their hats bumping against each other their faces going pink from happiness before Steve quickly pulls his own off and tosses it to the side carelessly.
Eddie moves to do the same but Steve stops him. Carefully taking it from the other and setting it over his own hair before he moves forward kissing the other. The kiss is gentle and sweet before it turns sloppy and desperate. Somehow they went from being on both of their feet to now Eddie’s crawling between the others legs. Hands roaming the others body as they kiss. His hat had fallen off the others head in a rush but neither of them cared. They both lazily laid on-top of a blanket that was kept up here for occasions like this. It was of course taken and washed over night to only return mysteriously after lunch the day after. A routine that would never change.
Zippers are being pulled down along with pants and boxers. Shirts are being pulled off and tattoos are revealed. Hands not leaving each other before the first words are spoken. “I want you to ride me like you ride one of your horses big boy.” A cocky grin is plastered on Eddie’s face as he rolls over to lay on his back. Seeing how stunned Steve looked. Though he moves getting up as he gets on his knees and straddles the other. Looking down with a smile as he places his hands on the others vline. Tracing it carefully before he presses down a little and starts to move his hands up the others body. Squeezing the others stomach a little as he appreciated the others chub. Carefully moving to trace one of the others tattoos as he moves his lips down to had his own mark on the others skin. Eddie gasps as he laughs gently. Enjoying the slight pain, but the others hair always tickled his skin.
“Come on Stevie, don’t have all night.” Eddie hums as he slaps the others ass playfully. Hopping to get him moving. Steve jumps at the sting before he pouts playfully as he moves over to the others pants. Pulling the lube and condom out. He’s then moving to get the other situated against his rim before Eddie’s stopping him. Winking as he gets his fingers lubed up and presses them against the others entrance. Refusing to go further as he grins up at the other teasingly. “Want to see your muscles work baby, come on use my fingers love. Last I checked I’m dating a buff cowboy not some pillow princess.” He teases as Steve’s face goes pink. Moving his hips as he starts to press down on the other.
He bites his lip as he focuses on getting the right angle, not expecting Eddie to curl up or spread his fingers apart. A deep airy moan leaves him as he leans forward a bit. Placing his hands on the others shoulders to keep balance. Eddies watching the other with dark eyes and he refuses to move from his spot. Helping the other stretch open for him. He nearly combusts on the spot when he hears that soft voice crack steve gets when he’s feeling to much. They haven’t even gotten to the main event yet.
Smirking Eddie pulls his fingers out carefully as Steve rides air for a second. Whining as he looks down at the other a bit grumpily. Eddie grins shrugging as it to say, “well what are you going to do?” Moving he places his hand up not even bothering to wipe it off as he places both hands behind his head. He wouldn’t be surprised to find lube in his hair later. Steve grunts as he gathers himself together. Getting the other situated before he’s lining the other up and he’s sliding down the other.
Crickets are starting to come out and the moon is replacing the sun as Steve carefully sits down on the other completely. Eddie doesn’t move once. “Eddie.” He whines in complaint as he sees the other closing his eyes. Treating this as if nothing was happening. God was he a dick sometimes.
“Stevie boo.” Eddie whines right back. It’s starting to get dark. The feeling of the other wrapped around him was overwhelming, and he knows that if he opens his eyes and doesn’t just focus on how the other feels and sounds like he was going to get overstimulated in a good way. Steve huffs a little as if he wasn’t a grown man sitting on his dick. Eddie smiles amused before he feels the other nearly knock the wind out of him. His eyes are flying open and his hands are jumping to the others hips with a slight gasp.
“Jesus Christ!”
Steve lets a laugh go, it was deep and shook his chest. Looking down at the other with a amused look. He moves forward a bit acting as if he was going to kiss him but instead he snatches the others abandoned cowboy hat and slides it on his head with a proud smirk. Eddies going to try and say something but the other is pulling up and forcing himself down on the other with just as much force as he did before. Eddies whining in pleasure as he grips the others hips.
“What baby am I going to rough for you? Thought you wanted me to ride you like a horse?” Steve laughs towards the end starting to move his hips as he places one hand on the others shoulder and the other on his hat. Winking at the other playfully acting as if he was riding a bull. Eddie’s face is pink and sometimes he forgets who he’s fucking with. Little moans leaving him as he watches the other pretty starstruck.
What gets him going even more is how Steve suggestively rolls his hips. “Oh baby.” He moans as he tilts his head back into the blanket. Eyes closing as his mouth falls open a little bit. He whimpers as he lets the other use him. They are both sweating equally as they both start to chase their orgasms.
“It looks like you may be the pillow princess here love.” Steve jokes sounding like he was out of breath. Eddie grunts in response taking this as a challenge and quickly flips them around. Steve’s thighs wrapping around the others waist as he pushes up into the other at a rough pace. Steve’s getting louder as his hands claw at the others back, listening to Eddies soft pants in his ear. They were driving each other mad.
Biting on to the others shoulder that’s how Eddie releases into the condom. Still fucking into the other through the overstimulation. Steve’s back arches a bit as his muscles tense and his mouth opens. Cum shooting up his stomach and chest. Both of them coming down from their highs right as the sun officially disappears for the night.
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abibliophobiaa · 8 months
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Smutty cowboys?
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Please tell me there is an Eddie AU wraslin’ around in that noggin of yours…
I’ll get back to you 👀🩷
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imawh0r3-86 · 1 year
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I have a question
I am in the process of writing two Eddie Munson x Reader fics and I want to know if they will be read. I’ll still post them just want to get a feel for if they are flops or not.
1.) EMT!Eddie Munson x Pregnant!Fem!Reader, the couple navigates through the throes of pregnancy and birth
2.) Ranchhand!Eddie x Farmgirl!Reader, heavily inspired by watching so much yellowstone with my father over the years, trying to Beth and Rip vibes, but like poor Beth, and less shagging.
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lokis-army-77 · 11 months
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Cowboy!Eddie anyone?
@munsonology since I know you post alot about cowboy!eddie, what are your thoughts?
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verdiris · 1 year
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You're the Yee to my Haw 💜
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(Cowboy art I drew my partner for valentines day I thought I'd share 🙏)
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xgumiho · 2 days
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Careful now, best not to linger in this town for the air's thick with ghostly whispers and the undead are close behind ⛓💀🗡 ⚰️
©xgumiho | do not repost/steal/edit/crop/sell
Also, imagine 'Preacher' title theme playing in the background.
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oneforthemunny · 2 months
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I heard something about angsty fics around here? Am I right? I'm not sure about the plot, but it has to be cowboy eddie!
Pretty please. Something about sweet girl keeping a secret, but a totally innocent one, just to not concern him. But he found out accidentally, and all was a misunderstanding. He talked to her really harshly, accusing her of cheating and not being trustworthy. Something like that plz plz plz
"Thanks, Gare. I think he's gonna love it." You whispered, cradling the landline to your ear. You could hear the creak of the screen door followed by Eddie's heavy boots on the wood floor, heart skipping.
"I gotta go. Thank you. Talk to you soon." You slid around the kitchen wall's corner, slipping the phone back on the hook as silently as you could, wincing at the small click of the phone settling.
"Hey, honey." You greeted, slinking towards Eddie sweetly. "You done already?"
Eddie grunted in response, stripping his socks, tossing them in the laundry room.
Irritation consumed you, though you tried to mask it. Eddie had been so moody lately. You assumed it was because of his birthday. He always got weird around his birthday, which is exactly why you were determined this year to make it a good one.
"Are you hungry? I kept your sandwich in the fridge, since you didn't come in at lunc-"
"-Who were you on the phone with?" A piercing, furrowed brow gaze met yours suddenly. Canopied by matted curls from a day's work, you could still see the deep lines on his forehead, furrowed.
"What?" You chirped, eyes wide, round in caught surprise. Shit, he'd heard you. How the hell had he heard you? You'd been so quiet, so careful, wanting to surprise him. The look of pure shock, it would be priceless.
You expected to see his lips curl in a smirk, shake his head at you, tell you something along the lines of, "c'mon, baby, can't get anything past me, y'know that".
It never came.
Instead, Eddie's eyes flashed in fury- hurt. Nostrils flaring in a deep breath he tried to swallow down, tried to keep his anger from flaring.
"Who were you on the phone with?" Eddie gritted, an eerie steadiness to his tone that had you shuddering, stomach twisting in fear.
"I-I was- I was just calling to check on my prescription." A stuttering of a lie fell from your lips, nails digging into the palms of your hands. "Just calling to see when I needed to go into town to pick it up-"
"-Y'know," Eddie huffed, standing to his full height, looming over you. "If you're gonna fuck around on me, you could have the decency not to do it in my home."
My home. The words, the tone of his voice, it sent icy waves of fear down your spine. The last time Eddie had called the home "his place" was before you moved in, since then it had been shared with the two of you. Our home, our place, ours.
"What?" Your own brows furrowed this time. "I'm not fucking with you-"
"-No, no, no." Eddie shook his head, taking a striding step towards you. "That's not what I said. I said fucking around on me." There was a beat, your face falling in hurt, his steeling in fury. "Because that's what you're doin'? Aren't you? Fucking around on me?"
"Are you out of your goddam mind?" It was your turn to scoff, angry and insulted. "Did Medusa kick you in your fucking head or something?"
"Don't!" Eddie's voice boomed, hand smacking against the doorframe, a loud echoing of a hit. You stilled, eyes wide, he'd never been this angry- not with you at least. Not at you.
"Don't you come in my fucking house, fucking around on me when I've done nothing-nothing but love you!"
"I'm not fucking around on you, Eddie! Christ, have you lost your mind?" You shouted back, taking a furious step towards him, the two of you in a stand off. "I mean, what is the matter with you? You think I-I'm cheating on you?"
"You think I'm stupid?" Eddie sneered, jaw tight. "You sneakin' around, makin' phone calls all day? Runnin' off into town? I might be a lot of things, honey, but dumb ain't one of 'em."
"You are dumb." You snapped bitterly. "Stupid, even. If you think I'm cheating on you. What the fuck is the matter with you?"
"Who is he?" Eddie's hands gripped the door frame. "Huh? I deserve to know. Who is he?"
You gawked, baffled, furious, embarrassed. Eddie thought you were cheating? Cheating? How did something so kind, so thoughtful that you were trying to do for him, backfire to this? It made you feel hurt, insulted.
"Who is he?" You scoffed. Eddie's face didn't move, expression not softening, not falling. You could feel the burn filling your chest, your nose, suffocating you.
Stomping over to your purse, you flipped it upside down, dumping the contents of it out. There, amongst the change and hair ties, you snatched the receipts you'd shoved to the bottom of your purse. Business cards, a small neon invitation, and wadded receipts from the party stores, balling them in your hand, flinging them at Eddie's face furiously.
"You want to know who I've been talking to?" You sneered, watching Eddie scan the receipts, face slowly falling as he read the item- a birthday cake written confirmation note order with the small note added, "Happy Birthday, Eddie!" in red piping. The date for next Saturday, his birthday.
"I've been on the phone with Gareth." You spat, trying to swallow the tears already brimming your waterline. "I've been sneaking around and trying to plan you a surprise party, because I wanted you to have a good birthday for once."
Eddie felt sick, a wave of nausea crashing over him, head spinning in a dizzying ache. A small invitation, "Shh! It's a secret!" in bold, funky lettering on the invitation, Gareth's address written below.
"Oh." Eddie croaked. His eyes met yours again, though this time, he wore the rounded look of shame. "I, um, I-I didn't me-"
"-You're a fucking asshole." You spat, blinking through tear stained vision, stomping up the stairs in a hurt fury, ignoring his cries and pleas that you cut off with the slamming of the bedroom door.
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melonalemonade · 9 months
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oh to be a cowboy and make out with your cowboy boyfriend :)
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munsonology · 10 months
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Cowboy!eddie counting how many moles Girlie has on her legs. His favorite place to count is between her thighs.
“I think this little one here needs closer inspection,” he drawls from below her.
Eddie’s lips meet your warm skin and in that moment you wished you never agreed to having your wrists tied to the bedposts.
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disjointed-art · 7 months
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I wanna be a cowboy baby
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Bi/trans colour Stevie cowboys anyone?
Had a fun time playing with colors and technique here a bit.
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arimakes · 1 month
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Another one of my pieces for the @strangerthingsreversebigbang
I was so fortunate to collaborate with @waldosakimbo and @cranberrymoons for this one!
Each has done such an amazing job of weaving unique and thrilling stories from the artwork, and I'm so excited for you all to read both of them!
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morganbritton132 · 10 months
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Eddie, shoving his phone in Steve’s face: Let’s try this again. Who is the most metal person you know?
Steve: Oh, it’s this guy that danced to a Bon Jovi song at of his wedding, you know.
Steve: You know the guy? He’s got big brown puppy dog eyes and great hair, wears all these rings. Big personality, love of my life, you know him?
Eddie:
Eddie: I can’t believe you publicly outed me as a guy that likes one Bon Jovi song
Steve, to the camera: He sings Bad Medicine in the shower!
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munsonsfairy · 8 months
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🍒🥧🤎 MY COWBOY • EDDIE MUNSON
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ib layout: @beforeimdeceased
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ sfw
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who sees you pulled over to the side of the road looking into the hood of your old truck. he sees you standing in front of it with no clue of what is wrong.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who’s voice is sweet and warm like apple pie. his dimples have you giggling like a high school girl.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who refuses to take your money after fixing your truck, but does say, “i think a home cooked meal will do the trick, sweet girl.”
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who shows up to your door in white shirt and blue jeans that hug his legs in all the right places. he has a bouquet of wildflowers wrapped in newspaper and you swear you could kiss him.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who could instantly melt seeing you in an apron with a floral dress underneath. the porch light shines the color of your eyes just right and he wishes he could stare at them forever.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who blushes when you pull him into a hug giving him a chance to smell your perfume.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who sits at the table and watches you do your things in the kitchen. you’re babbling about your job at the local nursery and he can’t help but admire how animated you get while talking.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who wishes he kissed you that night after dinner, but he promises himself next time.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who talks real slow ‘cause his uncle is in the other sleeping before work.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who takes you driving through the backroads. you’re sitting shotgun with your hair undone in the front seat of his truck.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who lays with you in the back of his chevy truck to look up at the stars. when he looks up, he just stares at you with love and whispers, “the way your eyes shine puts these indiana stars to shame.”
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who promises to build you the life you dream of. he probably can’t buy it but he will try his hardest to give you everything you deserve.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who kisses you that night under the stars. it’s passionate and breathless. his rough hands hold you close to him as if he’s scared you’ll disappear.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who’s favorite thing to do after a long day is sit on the porch swing with you cuddled into his chest. he will sometimes smoke a cigarette or sip on some warm honey tea you made. (it’s usually the tea lol).
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who stopped his truck during a tim mcgraw song and dragged you in front of the headlights just to slow dance. your head laid on his chest and it suddenly felt like home.
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ꕥ cowboy!eddie who has you pinned down in the back of his truck. his mouth leaves sloppy kisses on your neck while he thrusts deep inside you.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who whimpers when you pull his hair while his tongue laps around your clit. his rough fingers fill up your hole having you cry tears of pleasure.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who makes you rub yourself against his bulge when you give him an attitude. he sits back smoking a cigarette while you cry and leave marks all over him — begging him to have his way with you.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who ties you up in the barn and has his way with you when he needs a break from working. the warm breeze hardens your nipples making eddie lose his mind.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who is the sweetest man ever to your parents only to have you bent over the sink while you’re washing dishes. you see his reflection in the window with his shirt unbuttoned and sweat dripping down his chest.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who wants to make you barefoot and pregnant so always finds a chance to fill you up. loves to watch his cum leak out of your abused pussy then uses two fingers to fuck it back inside. doing this only makes him hard again, “gotta make sure it stays inside sweet girl.”
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who watches you from across the ranch. you’re wearing your a cami with your panties — his favorite too. he has his hands on his hips with a smirk on his lips. you’re “watering the flowers,” but he knows damn well what you’re doing. “saw you lookin’ so cute from other there. think i don’t know what what you’re doing?”
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who isn’t giving you enough attention so you lay in his truck with nothing on. he hears your whimpering along with your wet pussy being fucked by your dildo. he’ll stand in front of the door and lean in making his muscles more prominent only sending you over the edge. eddie eddie eddie is all he hears. he licks his lips when he sees you cum all around the toy.
ꕥ cowboy!eddie who sits you at the edge of the tailgate with your legs wide open for him. your fingers are buried in his head of curls. his hand reaches up for your tits when his tongue flicks your clit. when you try to hide your moans, he squeezes your cheeks open with his rough hand then slaps you. “next time it’ll be harder if you don’t let me hear those pretty noises.”
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resande · 9 months
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1/2steddie cowboy comic
A brighter version that i think it's better.
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