#not just haha i'm riding a horse

[richardgrimes]

it’s crazy to me that i used to ride horses i feel like i’d be scared to today

#and when i say ride i mean like. ride. as a sport #not just haha i'm riding a horse #at my first show i got second place and idk who the girl was that got first place but i've just decided that she's my sworn enemy #like i was a good rider too. but then i fell off my horse at a show and it scarred me even tho i'd fallen off before?? idk that was just a #nerve wracking day #and then i was too scared to ride anymore. mostly cause my horse just was not meant to be ridden basically

[pawsitivevibe]

Someone give me $4000, and then ... Many more monies for boarding ... So I can get this super cute Percheron cross yearling filly.

Bit wonky right now but she's a yearling.

One day. One day I will get a cute Percheron X mare. My absolute dream would be to start one from this sort of age, almost completely positive reinforcement trained (some things would have to be done more traditionally for safety if other people are handling her).

Everyone always thinks it's weird that my dream horse is a Percheron X mare ... But my two absolute favourite horses were that. So. I don't want the fanciest jumper or whatever. Just a sweet, reliable lady whose comfortable to sit on and can play around with different disciplines. I'm a larger person, so I do need a bigger horse, and I have been the most comfortable on draft crosses in general. I'd do a Clydesdale X instead of Percheron, since I've ridden and loved some of those too. But I think Percheron X would still be #1. Heck I'd go straight Percheron, but doubtful I'd find a quality affordable one.

If I'm ever in the position to actually buy a horse, it will really come down to the individual horse though, more than breed. I will probably only look at draft crosses, ideally mare but I could go gelding if I found perfection. The personality and conformation are going to be most important. And good feet. Drafts have trash feet in general. I want a pleasant horse whose going to stay sound.

#horse talk #gosh I miss working with horses #But also I don't because I'm still in pain haha #But my horse buddies ... Miss them #And I miss riding too. But honestly mostlt just being around horses #It's weird going from you know spending Monday to Friday handling horses for 2 years to ... The only time I see horses is driving past them

[leclercdream]

tell me who i am pt.1

pairing: daniel ricciardo x reader

when in austin everything comes crashing down on reader because people on the internet are mean af

author's note: this is going to have multiple parts! english is not my frist language so bear with me

tw: slut shaming

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

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danielricciardo: yeehaw

danielricciardo: god you're gorgeous

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user1: she is so cringe

user2: cowboy danny lives on

user3: i still don't see what he sees in her 😬

user4: sooo pretty!! hope to see you at the paddock on friday

↳ yourusername: i'll be there 🫶🏻 come say hi if you see me

↳ user3: who does she think she is 💀

friend1: cota bound 🤠

↳ yourusername: everything is bigger in texas babyyy

lilymhe: my love!! lets meet this weekend❤️

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yourusername: hey guys! i'm taking a lil break from social media and from life haha took off early to mexico and i'm having an amazing time already :)

just as a little reminder, i'm a human with feelings (also reallyyyy sensitive) and some of your comments are SO hurtful. u don't know me apart from a few pictures and interviews, so please refrain from being mean to me or anyone online!!!

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↳ user2: right? she always finds a way to make a gp weekend about her

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[heavencanbeaprisontoo]

Hi I hope you’re well 😊 I’m here to request your thoughts on Tommy Shelby as a father. Like how many kids you’d think he would have had if he only had one love interest (no falling in love with Grace or marrying Lizzie). Or if you think he’d be a girl or boy dad (personally i’d like to think he’d be a girl dad and have a big family haha). You can make this headcanon or just simply respond to this ask however you’d like! Thank you for taking the time to read and answer 🥰

Thomas Shelby as a Father

Tommy x Fem!Reader

Trope: Wait till your father gets home Warnings: Angst, spoilers for most of the series, period-typical sexism, references to past ab-se.

What we see of Tommy as a father is that he's distant and seemingly detached. This, I feel, is because of his trauma in losing Grace and his growing obsession with obtaining power.

We do see that Tommy is aware of his children's emotional state but seems unable to comfort his son. He goes as far as to have Arthur be the one to talk to his son about why he had to shoot his horse.

Tommy clearly cares about his children. He runs through a field of landmines to save his son, when he had almost stepped on one to purposely end his own life. Tommy goes nearly mad when he finds out Alfie Solomons was involved with the enemy that kidnapped his son. He shot Alfie for that betrayal with the intent to kill.

When Ruby became ill and he thought was all due to a curse, Tommy hunted the woman down. He went on a bloody rampage because he thought it would save her. With all of this, we know he is a loving father. But without Grace, he doesn't seem to know how to show that love.

Let's say that there is no Grace, only you, and that no sapphire is ever put around your neck.

That Thomas might be different than the one we saw parenting Charles and Ruby. I think he would want more than two children. I think he would be the sort of man who would say "one is enough," but really he wants four.

He would never raise his voice in his home without good reason. Tommy knows what its like to have a father that rules through fear and honey. He won't be kind only when he wants something. He won't make his children afraid of him.

Personally, I do see him as prime girl-dad material. Like he would have one son and three girls. Regardless of the birthing order, he calls the boy his "heir," but spoils the girls. They each have their own horse, a wardrobe of beautiful clothing, and freedom to do literally whatever they want. He has opened his briefcase to find dollies and teacups from your youngest girl's tea set before. She thought he would be lonely at work.

His girls would be the sort to follow around staff and ask them intrusive questions. Tommy would not be immune. His daughters would probably ask him questions like: "Do you not grow hair on the back of your hand daddy? Is that why it's only on top?" At least one of his daughters would have a "I'm totally a witch," phase where she's flinging curses just like he used to. Only with her, it's cute because she's only nine.

The only son of Thomas Shelby would be safely tucked under his wing. At your imploring, he would take your boy on long car rides or out into town without his sisters to bond. The boy has a lot of pressure on him to succeed, Tommy doesn't always sympathize with that.

All four of his children would be little hellions. He would be dragged to see their school's headmaster on a near weekly basis. To the point where he isn't always sure which of his kids is in trouble sometimes. He just drops a donation to the school and the problem goes away. That's not to say your children are bratty or terribly spoiled. Well, they are, but not unbearably so...

Tommy makes sure his children understand where he came from. He brings them all to the Cut to watch the ships come through. Loves to leave them at Charlie's yard for an afternoon of mischief and bonding time with "Grandpa Charlie." They also get dropped off at Aunt Polly's home for weekends every now and again. The girls always come back with a new swear word.

They are new money, not old money. There are those who will look down upon them based on this alone. He makes sure his children are educated and well-rounded individuals. Tommy often worries about the state of the Shelby Empire after he dies. You remind him that he "isn't allowed to die," before you say so.

Tommy is still more distant than you would like him to be. He's so focused on his goals, it's like he forgets all about Arrow House and the family that lives there. The oldest two girls have said as much to his face once before. He took the family on holiday after that. You knew he would go right back to long nights in the office, but it was still sweet.

Life with him is hardly perfect, but it's closer to it than you could have with anybody else. And that's enough.

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders x reader #thomas shelby #peaky blinders headcanon #peaky blinders imagine #thomas shelby x reader #tommy shelby #thomas shelby headcanon #thomas shelby x you

[madlittlecriminal]

I dont know if your requests are open but yk yk... I'm here.. for alejandro 🥰 Can I have a little smut with the theme "save a horse ride a cowboy" or basically just the cowboy hat rule...

If you don't know what it is its basically if you take off the hat on a cowboy and out it on your head you have to ride..... a horse!! Haha... that horse being the person you took the hat from

Saving Horses ↠ Cowboy!Alejandro Vargas × Female!Reader

@shadofireshinobi because "Salva un caballo, monta un vaquero" (Save a horse, ride a cowboy)

Warnings: smut, riding, cowboy hat, one mention of rudy because he's also my baby, unprotected p in v

You could lie and say you didn't know how it happened, but you knew exactly how it happened.

You stole his hat as a joke after he took it off from the heat of the Las Almas sun to wipe his sweat off his forehead after cleaning his horse's hooves. When he noticed you running off with his hat, he chuckled and chased after you. "¿Por dónde vas, cariño?" (Where are you going, darling?) You laughed softly before continuing your run, heading towards the barn. When you got there, Alejandro caught up and shook his head as he closed the barndoor. "Give me my hat, cariño." You shook your head and giggled softly. "Why not?"

"Because I said no." Alejandro reached to grab it, but you moved it away from him and he sighed with a smirk. "That's what you want to do?" You shrugged. "Try to get it." You began running down the barn and Alejandro chuckled before chasing you. When you leaned against a wall, he stopped himself and rested his hands on either side of you while looking in your eyes. You smirked before placing the hat on your head. His eyes widened at your action before chuckling.

And that's how you ended up on his cock, grinding your hips against his as he bit his lip. He didn't understand why a few of the men he worked with on the farm said they hated when their partner did it. He and Rudy were the only ones to disagree and say they enjoyed it because as he sat on a bench in the barn, watching you get off with his cock, he was enjoying every second of it. "That's it, baby. Use me." You moaned at his words. "Fuck, Alejandro." He reached up and kissed you, resting his hands on your back. "¿Te gusta?" (You like that?)

You nodded before beginning to bounce. He threw his head back in pleasure and gripped your hips. "Such a good girl, you know that? Always so good for me." You rest your hands on his shoulders as you moaned loudly while still bouncing on him. "Oh god, Alejandro! You feel so good inside me!" He groans and thrusts up into you while letting one of his hands trail down to your clit and playing with it. You gasp out moan as your hands grip his shoulders tightly. "I'm gonna cum!" He nodded. "Go ahead, baby. Cum all over my cock like the good girl you are." You moaned loudly before cumming on his cock.

Alejandro came shortly after, riding out both of your highs and letting you both catch your breaths. "You alright?" He asked while rubbing your back. "Yeah, just the first time I've been fucked by a cowboy like you." He chuckled and pecked your lips softly. "And I'm your cowboy, mi amor." (my love.) He fixed the hat on your head with a soft smile. "Also, I think you should wear my hat more often. You look absolutely breathtaking in it." You snicker before nodding. "I'll keep that in mind."

#alejandro vargas #alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro vargas x you #alejandro vargas x y/n #cod x reader #call of duty #cod mw2 #cod mwii #mw2 #alejandro vargas cod #x reader #reader insert #smut #alejandro vargas smut #asks #ask

[the-cookie-of-doom]

Kim and Chay Accidentally Develop A Pony-Play Fetish

So I saw this post:

And I thought to myself, you know what would be really funny?

Chay is the first one. Kim goes okay. I'm willing to work with this. A warning would have been nice. But he's going to power through any awkwardness, swallow his giggles, and ride his ass. And Kim gets into it. Not like, personally, but he's going to make damn fucking sure his boy is satisfied.

Kim is saying some dumb pony-play shit trying to play into what he thinks is Chay's suddenly-revealed fetish, grabs his hair and tells him to neigh, or says he's gonna break him in like the wild stallion he is.

Chay thinks Kim is the freak.

They're both like Okay, This Is A Bit Weird, But If You're Into It.

They're both very supportive boyfriends. Goals, honestly. One drops a buckwild (haha) fetish in the middle of sex? Fuck it! Guess we're doing that, now!

Afterwards goes something like this:

Chay: so you know how we talked about discussing kinks before, like, doing them? Kim, judging him: oh so now you remember? Chay: EXCUSE YOU??? Kim: ME??? Chay: you're the one that started the pony play!! Kim: You said you were a horse!?!?!

Once they figure out the misunderstanding they're going to die. Rolling on the floor laughing, can't breathe, haven't even put their clothes back on yet. Chay is wheezing.

Chay: you told me to neigh! Kim: and you did!!

Kim committed to the bit (haha) so hard. No hesitation. He just fkn went with it. If Absolutely nothing else, that man is RIDE or die.

But then it gets better. This could easily be a one-time occurrence. Something to laugh at later. But then they get kinky another time, Kim brings out a riding crop, and Chay just. Loses it. Then Kim loses it. He can't even defend himself! He's laughing to much to remind Chay that they already owned the damn thing, and he wasn't thinking of That Incident at all!! It takes him at least half an hour to clam down enough to even try fucking, and they're still giggling the whole time.

After that, one of them buys a gag that looks like a bit. Once again, on the floor cry-laughing for at least ten minutes. (But actually it's so much more comfortable than a ball-gag, may as well use it!)

One night Kim is tying Chay up and Chay goes, "Are you gonna lasso me?" grinning like a menace, then honest to god knickers. He's been practicing. He's going to kill Kim.

All that to say- they eventually, accidentally, end up with a full kit of tack, complete with Kim in this outfit:

thank you @snickerdoodlles for not immediately blocking me when I started this nonsense 🤣💛

#cookie speaks #kimchay #im SO sorry #im not into crack #but this got away from me #i was fkn DYING #it's about the devotion!!! #Kim is so ready to whatever insane shit chay throws at him #whatever you want baby lets make it happen #🤣

[malusokay]

30 things to make life more memorable

Making memories is such a beautiful thing; what I had to understand is that those memories don't have to be major things like vacations or events. Small things, happy moments, and loving interactions are enough to make life more memorable. <3

Going for walks in the rain. I recently got caught in the rain while on a long walk with my dog, and we had so much fun!!

Exploring cozy coffee shops and cafes. One of my favorite weekend activities you can also read or study while there.

Turning off your phone. reconnecting and focusing on yourself.

Learning about things that you care about. Even if other people say it's a waste of time.

Celebrating the holidays more. I used to be a holiday hater until I just decided to go all out on holidays and celebrate them to the extreme; now I really look forward to them and love the planning process!!

Baking your own bread. Tried and failed many times, but when I succeed, the bread feels special and makes me a little bit proud.

Visiting museums and art galleries. You can also bring a sketchbook and collect inspiration (and look mysterious hahah).

Saying 'yes' to spontaneous ideas. Spontaneous adventures are always the most exciting ones.

Making a Bucketlist for each season. I'm currently working on my autumn bucket list, so stay tuned for that!! :)

Trying something new. I recently made ravioli from scratch and had such a good time; they also were delicious.

Watching sunrises and sunsets. A great way to catch a calm moment; I prefer sunsets.

Learning to be alone. Enjoying your alone time is so important; I love doing my skincare, writing my blog, watching cozy shows, and reading when I'm alone.

Going to a farmers market on the weekend. I have a tradition of having brunch with my dad on weekends, so I like to buy some fruits at the market for that!

Lighting scented candles and wear cozy knitted sweaters. I'm all about the cozy vibe; it makes me feel safe and comfortable.

Annotating books. Annotating while reading really helps to focus; you can also write down your thoughts while reading and look back at them later!

Cooking your own meals. It's such a simple and sweet act of self-care. You can also try making your own Jam or something.

Doing things that you enjoyed as a child. My favorites are horse riding, swimming, baking, and bubble baths.

Buying flowers for yourself. It doesn't have to be an expensive e and fancy bouquet, just some pretty flowers for your room.

Taking more Photos. You can also buy a cool vintage camera (I recommend looking on eBay!) to make it more aesthetically pleasing.

Trying crochet, knitting, or sewing. I'm trying to crochet a sweater for my dog right now, haha.

Planting a plant. I already told you about my avocado plant, but I really recommend it!

Making plans with your friends like going on a picnic. You could plan some themed picnics like cottagecore, homemade, food from your culture, strawberries, and so on; also a great opportunity to take some pictures!

Do volunteer work. You could help out at a shelter, for example.

Writing a diary. Writing down things that have happened and looking back at them feels really lovely to me.

Writing letters to your friends. Letters just feel more personal than text; you can also keep them as a memory.

Dressing in a way that makes you feel happy. Wearing outfits that make you feel confident will definitely make life better.

Petting stray cats. I love cats.

Starting to collect something. You could collect something small like jewelry or postcards!

Playing music in the background while doing stuff. I can't stop listening to the lofi girl stream on youtube, haha.

Going on gloomy walks in the Forrest. Name something more comforting. I will wait.

Please feel free to add more suggestions in the comments! <3

✩‧₊*:・love ya ･:*₊‧

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[linderosse]

Hi there! Id like to ask a question.

I like your idea that the kingdoms Legend went off to adventure to (Holodrum, Labrynna, Hytopia and Lorule) are all in the same place or era rather haha, like they all coexist. Its rather genius!

But that makes me curious, do you have an idea where the kingdoms are located? I know Lorule is a whole other place entirely, but what about the others? Which kingdom is from the north? South? Etc. I'm just curious how far or near each kingdom is, and where Hyrule is between all of them. (Also am I missing other kingdoms?)

Thank you!!!

Yep— the five kingdoms currently entering an alliance in Legend and Fable’s era are Hyrule, Labrynna, Holodrum, Lorule, and Hytopia.

Technically, Legend (and sometimes Fable) have seen even more: Subrosia is a separate kingdom beneath Holodrum, past Labrynnans can visit the present with the Harp of Ages and have canonically traveled to other countries, and Koholint… was as real as a dream can be 🥲. And that’s not counting independently governed countries that are part of the larger conglomerates, like Hyrule’s river Zoras ruled by Queen Oren, or the Tokay island beside Labrynna.

So, background— as you may know, there are four types of non-Hyrule worlds in the Zelda franchise.

Independent government, but owes allegiance to Hyrule (Ex: Every Zora’s Domain and Gerudo Town in the series)

Actual, independent other country (Ex: Spirit!New Hyrule, Hyrule!Calatia (Calatia is not canon to the games, but is a popular fan-canon based on Link’s homeland in the Valiant Comics adaptation))

Parallel world (Ex: Time!Termina)

Dream world (Ex: Wind!Ocean King’s Realm)

The question is: which of these are each of the kingdoms Legend has visited, and if they’re physical, where are they located with relation to Hyrule?

Koholint is a dream world, and is therefore not in this alliance. However, I love Link’s Awakening too much to ignore it entirely in the Wisdomverse. What happened to Koholint will be addressed in The Secrets We Keep :).

As you said, Lorule’s different. No need to place it geographically; it’s a parallel world to Hyrule.

Hytopia seems to be confirmed North of Hyrule according to the (admittedly non-canon) Hyrule Encyclopedia. Apparently it’s also confirmed in ALBW? I don’t remember that, but it’s been a while since I’ve played ALBW so I believe it. According to the Encyclopedia, the Hytopians wear frilly clothing to brave the cold northern climates. That’s hilarious and I love it. I’m going with north for this one.

Hyrule is where Hyrule is :)

Finally, Holodrum and Labrynna are claimed by the Encyclopedia to be parallel worlds, but I disagree with this. The Encyclopedia is non-canon, and iirc also says Termina stopped existing after Time left, which I refuse to believe as well. Sure, it looks like Legend gets teleported to Holodrum/Labrynna by the Triforce in the beginning, but later, Impa, Fable, and a bunch of Hylian knights make it over there just fine and I doubt they did so using anything other than normal physical means. In the Hyrule Historia timeline (which I pretty much mostly follow), the Oracle games happen before Link’s Awakening, which means Legend sails home from Holodrum/Labrynna. But Legend is also pictured riding somewhere on a horse at the beginning. Therefore, we can deduce that perhaps one of the two countries borders Hyrule on land, and the other is a separate continent— or both are connected by land, but you could take a boat back to Hyrule if you wanted. My money’s on Labrynna being off to the West so far— the eastern Labrynnan forest border connects to Hyrule’s woods, and this leaves the southeast ocean of Labrynna open for Legend to sail back to Hyrule to, through the Sea of Storms where the storm at the beginning of Link’s Awakening seems like it could work (Legend has already shipwrecked there once before, but he’s totally the kind of guy to want to brave those waters again either as a test of strength, challenge, or punishment.) Jury’s still out on Holodrum!

I’m actually playing Oracle of Seasons for the first time right now (on Wednesdays and Fridays! 😇) and just finished Oracle of Ages last week— so I may update my views on Holodrum as I unlock more of the game’s map!

Tl;dr: Fable’s got a whole intricate mess of a chronospatial geopolitical situation to deal with here. Mad respect to our diplomat Zelda <3

#lin responds #wisdomverse #lu wielders of wisdom #linked universe #lu wis #wis fable #lu legend #lu fable #lu hyrule but like the country and not the person #hytopia #hyrule #holodrum #labrynna #lorule #loz #zelda

[cevansbaby-dove]

Safe Haven Ranch 1

Pairing: Cowboy!Glen Powell X OC!Amber Dawson

Summary: After the death of Amber's father you come back to Texas to care for the horse ranch your father left for you in his will, then you meet your ranch hand and You catch someone's eye.

This will be all in Amber's Pov.

I step out of my truck to see the big medal sign above Safe Haven. I sigh as i open the gate.

I climb back into my truck and drive down the dirt road and i look out to my left to see the horses i grew up with one of my favorite is there too Rose is her name and i adore her.

I park in front of the house and smile. "Welcome home Amber"I said as I shut the door to my Ford pickup.

Walking to the front door I stop myself when i hear a horse let out a small neigh. I turn to see Rose at the front gate.

I smile walking to her. "hey Rose i missed you too" I pet her nose then hear someone ride up. "Careful she's a biter"

I look over at the person and say shading my eyes from the sun. "She doesn't bite sir i know her from my teen years"

I rolled my eyes then say. "who are you anyway?"

The man walks to me after he gets off the horse. "Glen...Glen Powell" he holds his dirty gloved hand out and i say. "umm no hand shakes till you take that off"

He looks at his hand. 'Sorry" He takes it off and then holds it back out to me. I shake his hand. "Amber Dawson"

"your Jake's daughter? Wow he never told me how cute his daughter was"

I fold my arms. "Charming" I turn on my heel and he says. "City girls..." I stop in my tracks and turn around facing him. "excuse me!?"

"I said...City....Girls...you seem like one"

I walk over to him. "Listen here Powell....if you want to keep working here then do not call me a city girl, i know this place better then you ever will got it?"

He smiles. "feisty too..Look Miss Dawson i work here and i have been working here for the past eight years and i have not once ever met you in those eight years...sorry if i come off as a dirty cowboy..."

He pretends to tip a imaginary hat. "ma'am" He walks away and climbs back on the horse and rides away.

My jaw drops then i shake my head. this Glen guy might be the first one to go...there is something you couldn't stand!

I walk into the house and look around with a smile, my father didn't change anything since i left.

I grab my bag from your truck then walk back into the house and head into my old bedroom and change into this outfit

I put my Blonde hair into this ponytail then grab a hat and put it on.

I walk outside and I gasp when I hear my best friend Lauren say. "Amber!?"

"Lauren Hey!" I walk over to her give her a hug and she pulls away saying. "Omg what are you doing back here?"

"My dad left this place to me...I'm sorry i wasn't here for his funeral i got busy" She holds my hands in hers "no no don't say sorry we understand"

I smile. "is it just you and charming here?" "oh you met Him already...uh nice nickname for him"

She said with a wink. I shake your head. "haha no way girl he's not even good looking plus he called me a city girl..which i am far from!"

"aww he doesn't mean that he's a sweet man he's great with the herd too" I smile. "sure he is"

"hey Amber i forgot there is a party tonight! Maybe he'll be there" she smirks. "Setting us up so soon?" i said.

"You never know!" She smiles and says. 'Come on he's out with the recuses"

She Drags me by the arm and soon we walk to a field of horses. "hey glen"

Lauren said waving. He looks over at us two and he lightly kicks his heels on his horse making it run to the gate Lauren and i are at.

"hey Lauren, Cowgirl" He winks at me making me roll my eyes he's charming but i didn't like him.

"So there is a dance tonight...you going?" he thinks then says. "I might..why?"

"Amber needs a date" She nudges at me and I say. "No i don't Girl I'm not going"

Glen frowns. "that's a shame i need a plus one...oh well" Lauren says. "She'll go with you as your plus one"

I look at Lauren. "I will not go to a dance especially if he's going" Glen smiles at me. "You sound so sure cowgirl"

I fold my arms. "please don't call me cowgirl the name's Amber" He gets off his horse and walks to the gate. "Okay cowgirl Amber i love that name better anyway" he smiles.

I drop my hands and scoff. "oh please" Glen smiles he is impossible. "later girls" Lauren smiles. "Come on Amber we have to catch up"

Lauren and i head back to the house. "Why is he like that? Does he know i am the owner of this place now?"

We stand in the hot Texas sunlight. "i don't think he knows that but damn that'd be a cute lover story don't ya think? Ranch owner is in love with the ranch hand!"

I shake your head. "No thanks i don't need a Toby kind of guy"

"Toby? I haven't heard that name since you broke up with him he was an ass anyway" I chuckle.

Toby Arlen you and him dated back in collage and then you broke it off after he cheated on you and man your glad you did.

Later that day i am getting ready for the party hoping Glen won't see me. i grab this dress with boots.

I walk downstairs and See Glen in this outfit.

"Whoa cowgirl Amber you sure know how to dress up" he smiles taking his hat off. I blink feeling my mouth dry up. "Uh right thanks you don't look to bad too"

Lauren walks out in this dress.

"Well you two look so cute matching!" She smiles at me and I shake my head. "don't think it" Glen chuckles. "We don't match this time"

"we won't ever match Powell don't flatter yourself" I said as i grab my purse and say. "Let's go"

we three head to the party and we walk in and scan the place. "whew he's not here"

Glen stands by me. "who's not here?" I Jump. "Shit Glen don't do that"

"Who's not here?" he asks again. Lauren says. "Her Ex bf Toby" I sigh and say. "it's a long story"

"Uh...never heard of him" Glen says looking around. I mumble. "Hopefully you'll never meet him" Just then I hear his voice. "Amber? Amber Dawson is that you?"

I press my lips together when Toby walks over with a blonde chick on his right. "i had to talk" Glen says in my ear. "hold my hand" I look at him. "what no thanks"

"make him jealous of you" Glen says in my ear. I roll my eyes. "Jesus" I take his hand. "Toby! hey"

"Wow you look great" He smiles making me want to throw my fist in his face. "You look like the same cheater i left"

"Oh amber i'm not the bad guy but i can if you want me too" He looks at Glen. "And you are?" "Glen Powell her Boyfriend"

"Damn didn't know she could love anyone but me" he says with a glance at me. I lean my head on Glen's shoulder. "Yea two years right baby?" I fake a smile at Glen.

"yea amazing two years" He smiles and Lauren's jaw drops and she smirks. "Hey toby how are ya? oh who's the new chick?"

"This is Hannah" She smiles and waves. "Hey nice to meet you three Toby never told me about you Amber I'm sure we'll be besties" Lauren says. "The only bestie she has is me so back off bitch"

I laugh softly and Glen says "Oh and I am her bestie right cowgirl?" You nod. "yea...my two favorite people"

Lauren smiles and Toby says "well see you around Amber good seeing you" Hannah smiles. "We should hang out tomorrow if your free"

I nod and they walk away.

I let go of Glen's hand and look around. Lauren says as us two walk around. "Since when were you two this close?"

She teased. I shake my head. "He said too!"

During the Party there is a song that comes on and Toby pulls hannah on the dance floor with everyone else and he looks at me with a grin. "fuck" I say under my breath.

My phone goes off and i look at it and see it's my boss Jake. "even better"

I said as i pick up. "hey jake" I walk out of the party outside and he says. 'Amber my darling how are things on the Ranch?"

"Good just getting everything ready"

I chew on my lip. "Is the deal still on?" "yes as long as you do what you were told to you'll have this deal day by July" I nod. "got it" I see Glen and say. "I have to go talk later" I hang up and flash him a smile. "Hey cowgirl Amber, everything ok?" I nod. 'Yea sorry my friend was checking on me"

He says. "Well they are playing my song...care to dance?' He holds his hand out to me. I look into his green eyes. "uh..sure"

We walk into the barn and Glen wraps his hands around my waist as we dance to this song.

I look at Toby who is smiling at me. Glen whispers. "eyes on me and look happy" I look at Glen and smile lightly. "Like this?" He looks at me and smiles. "yea"

His eyes land on my lips then looks back at my eyes and grins. "Your good dancing cowgirl Amber"

I chuckle. "Your not to bad too Charming" I look over at Lauren and she claps with a huge grin. I laugh. "guess she's happy" Glen looks at her and smiles. "She's a great person Amber...she's also setting us up, she asked to dj to play this song"

I look up at him. "She's dead!" I laugh. Glen chuckles. "i don't mind dancing with you"

We dance a few more songs then it's the end of the night and Lauren and i head to the truck and Toby walks over to us. "Amber...are you on your way home?"

I turn and look at him. "yes? why?" He smiles. "I thought we could...um..catch up sometime" Glen opens the door for me and says. "Amber come on" I look at Toby. "Not in your life" I take Glen's hand and he helps me into the truck and Lauren says. "Loser!

Toby says. "ok then" he walks away and i smile at Glen and he shuts the door.

We get back to the ranch and I get a text from My boss.

Jake-July 3rd that's your deadline Amber.

I look at his text and Glen opens my door and i turn my phone off and say as i hop out. "thanks" I haven't worn boots in years so i twist my foot and Almost fall on my face but Glen grabs my waist holding close to him. "Hey easy cowgirl"

I look at him. " um..sorry i rarely wear boots i like flats" I mentally kick myself for my words Nice one Amber!

I stand up and Lauren says. "hey you two coming?" I look at her and let go of Glen and say. "yea" We walk into the house and i say. 'i'm going to head to bed night you two."

Glen smiles. "Good night cowgirl Amber" I flash him a smile then head into my room and i lean on the door. "amber what is going on? We have this deal with have to do think of the deal and not some handsome cowboy"

I get ready for bed and slip under the covers and lay there smiling before i fall asleep.

tags:@angelbabyyy99 @cutedisneygrl @patzammit @armystay89 @nicoline1998enilocin

#Cowboy!Glen AU #Safe Haven series #glen powell fanfic #glen powell #glen powell fic #glen powell fluff #glen powell series #glen powell smut #glen powell x ofc

[krash-and-co]

haven't done this in a while, so here !! l&co as stuff I've heard/said in the past few months, bc I don't remember exact exchanges before then 👍👍

arguably more unhinged for reasons unknown. fate of Gods favorite clown idk

Lucy: I thought Billie Joe Armstrong went to the moon for a long time, honestly.

~

Lucy: [calling Barnes] there's a stranger at our house. she tried really hard to get in, and--

Lockwood, in the distance: we broke all the stranger danger rules.

Lucy: we broke all the stranger danger rules.

~

Holly: Lockwood, you have the coolest style.

Lockwood: thanks!

Lucy: what?!? she just tells me I look gay.

Lucy: and homeless.

~

holly: I want to help disabled kids ride a tricycle. wait, I meant to say horses.

lockwood: you want to help disabled horses ride a tricycle??????

~

Lucy: I don't have mommy issues I just don't like my mom.

~

Lucy: you gave me a framed photo for my birthday

Lucy: and within thirty minutes you stepped on it.

Lockwood: but then I bought you a new frame!!!

Lucy: and then I opened it, and it looked like you stepped on it.

Lockwood: well I'm not buying you another one.

~

skull: ugh, theyre so obsessed with how they look.

lucy, nodding: yeah, they're all "oh I'm so perfect!" preps. they definitely shave their legs.

~

Lockwood: I need to work on my swearing problem, cuz there are adults around and they don't li-- *drops thermos* ow FUCK

~

Lockwood: shut the windows. shut the fucking windows, I feel like we're being watched.

Lucy: hahaha, this is fucking terrifying.

Lockwood: here are the knives.

Holly: do you have any baseball bats? I don't want to stab people.

George: no, but we have crutches. we can hit people with them.

Holly, nodding: that's good.

~

Lockwood: I'm stupid.

Kipps: no you're not- yes you are. I don't know why I said you're not, so I had to correct myself.

~

holly: if we kill someone, we'll get in.... trouble.

~

George: shit!! I mean fuck!!! I mean crap!!!

Lucy, hitting him repeatedly: stop CURSING YOU FUCKING-- DANG IT!!!!!

~

Holly: do you ever get the urge to be randomly violent, like-

[loud clatter as lockwood and kipps beat each other up in the background]

holly: yeah like that.

~

Kipps, on searching for Bobby: I used to just grab any kid I saw about his height with brown hair, but that caused problems.

~

Lucy: what's your biggest fear?

Lockwood: what? spiders.

Lucy: no the other one

Lockwood: change.

Lucy: no the-- the other one.

George: what do you WANT FROM HIM-

~

lucy: you're going to make me have a gambling addiction.

skull, nodding: that's the idea.

~

George: pff my mom says im special.

Lockwood: im also special! they put me in classes about it.

[Lockwood and George burst out laughing while everyone else stares]

~

[Lucy and George are punching each other, screaming, and spewing out profanity in sign language]

George: literally nobody even looked up

Lucy: we're at the point where it's normal

George: yeah, haha!

Lucy: haha!

[a moment of heavy breathing and grinning before they begin fucking attacking each other again]

~

George, to Lucy: ugh im so sore. why do you keep punching me.

[Lucy punches him]

~

ok last one but this was a hell of a fucking convo and it was so funny everyone just jumped in with random twists 😭😭

[kipps crew, l&co, and flo are all sitting in barnes otherwise empty office]

George: kipps sounds terminally online, but I can't figure out yet if it's the normal kind or if he has. like. a kin list.

Lucy: the two extremes. normal or homestuck.

George: I read all of homestuck but it's okay I'm normal now

skull: im-

lucy: skull YOU'RE terminally online, but like the video gamer kind. kipps sounds like he had a my hero academia phase.

Lockwood: I was friends with someone who would roleplay mha all the time.

George: like pretend to have powers or something?

Lockwood: no, like pretend to be the characters. interact as them.

bobby: I don't roleplay, but I like to imagine I'm a different person with powers sometimes :)

ned: ha, furry.

flo: furry? one of my friends knows a furry who got her tail stolen, and she's in the office right now.

Lockwood: like today??

flo: yeah today. she's there right now.

Lockwood: [silence] oh.

flo: yeah they just. yoink.

[silence]

bobby: .....im not a furry but--

Lucy: aaaand gonna stop you right there before you make things worse for yourself

kat: why can't we EVER have normal conversations

#pov the most insane person you know has friends and theyre just as bad #bonus points if you can guess who was me bc a lot of these things i said some of lol #lockwood and co #anthony lockwood #lucy carlyle #holly munro #quill kipps #george cubbins #george karim #bobby vernon #ned shaw #kat godwin #flo bones #montagu barnes #lockwood & co #incorrect quotes #sort of lol

[soullessdianthus]

Could you make something with a reader having a stupid habit of flirting without noticing that they did and one day they moaned into bo's ear as a joke and could it have end up in smut

Author's note: Happy Valentine's Day! I hope you like it! ^u^ I'm sorry for the short length, to be honest I struggled lately to do literally anything, so haha

Warnings: smutty smut (praising, dirty talk?, sprinkles of mommy kink, save a horse, ride a cowboy yeehaw)

Word count: 1.7k

Summer heat was getting unbearable in the southern towns like Ambrose. Steamy air bouncing off the asphalt, burning wanderer’s feet through the layer of soles. Nonetheless, you valiantly made your way down the main road with a plastic package in your hands. 

You took a walk in a pastel sundress Bo had bought you some time ago. But only now was the right weather to wear it. 

The garage doors were elevated and his truck stood halfway in the workshop. Dark haired man was leaning above the opened mask of the vehicle as he wiped out oiled hands in a rug, hanging from his pocket. 

━ What on Earth are you doin’ outside during heat like that, doll? ━ He said surprised by your appearance at the gas station. You rarely visited him here. 

━ Lester told me, you’re staying in town today, so I’ve brought you some lunch.

━ Ain’tcha the cutest, huh? 

You placed the package with food on the metal counter and came closer to the mechanic, who looked at you from head to toe. His eyes often revealed many of his secrets, this time was no different. But somehow his specific, steamy thoughts slid past you.

In a delicate manner, almost briefly, your fingertips brushed the exposed flesh  of his biceps, as he was wearing a sleeveless undershirt that day.

Your hand shot up to touch him instinctively, didn’t think much about it - just a sign of affection. Almost like you forgot what a slightest touch does to him. This man was always horny.

━ Don’t overwork yourself, handsome. See you at the house.

And with a simple kiss on his clean shaven cheek you said your goodbyes, turned around on your heels and started to walk away. But for the rest of the sunny day his thoughts were occupied by the beautiful sighting of a woman in a skimpy dress he bought.

When the evening had finally come, bringing some solace from the scorching heat, so did Bo Sinclair returned home. You two ate dinner together and he even helped you clean the plates afterwards. 

The house on the hill was fully at your disposal, as Vincent preferred to stay at his workshop and the youngest brother went on a road trip. Whatever that meant. 

Bo sat down with a loud huff on a couch, a glass bottle of beer in his right hand. He was still wearing his coveralls he worked in, but the upper part was unbuttoned and tied up around his waist.

When you were done in the kitchen, you slowly walked up to the sofa and sat beside your boyfriend. One of Bo’s arms was lying on the backrest of the furniture, so you leaned into his shoulder searching for some affection. 

━ Could ya pass the remote, darlin’? ━ He asked kindly, before you settled in his arms. 

Quickly, but nicely you stood up from the cushions. Then while bending over to reach the pilot from the coffee table, the loud smack on your ass interrupted and made you whimper. You quickly straightened up and pulled the hem of the dress down.

━ Bo! 

━ What? Didn’t you do that on purpose? ━ He laughed in a flirty manner, after taking a sip from the bottle. Your face was flushed with blush, just like the place where he spanked you. 

━ What on Earth are you talking about? ━ You formed a question, sitting back at the spot you left a moment ago. He took the remote out of your hand and turned on the TV. 

━ Teasin’ me in that lil dress of yours, no? I could see your panties. Fuck, I could see everything. 

━ Then don’t look.

━ Don’t look? You fuckin’ wanted me to ━ with his free hand, Bo harshly grabbed the side of your exposed thigh. ━ After you showed up at gas station, barely wearing anything, I couldn’t focus on my truck anymore. And the noise you just made? Fuck, you’re a nasty thing. 

You leaned as close as you could to his ear and with a cheeky smirk on your lips, you whispered.

━ What sound? Like this?

A sensational, short and almost quiet moan escaped your parted lips, as you slightly grinded against his side. The first one was intentional, the second was just an accident. 

━ Oh, eager ain’tcha? ━ Bo very swiftly peeled off the couch and put the beer on the coffee table in front of him. Then he sat comfortably, spreading his legs apart. ━ Come, sit on my lap, darlin’. 

━ I was just joking.

━ I’m serious. Sit ━ he ordered strongly, patting on his toned thigh ━ sit and find out how worked up you made me. And take off your underwear, honey. 

Bo’s demanding tone made you weak in the knees. For a moment you were thinking about the situation you got yourself into - either Vincent or Lester could be back anytime, technically. But from the autopsy you knew, it’s not likely to happen. They all liked to spend some time alone.

Slowly you slid the panties down your legs, letting them fall onto the carpet. Bo’s trousers already formed a shape of tent near his crotch. Clumsily you straddled his lap, while his hands guided your hips down. 

━ See? Told ya, doll. 

He said, while you tried to ignore his member pressing into your thigh. 

━ Bo, I was only joking, really. Didn’t mean to-

━ No? Well, now ya have to take care of it, huh? You did this. 

Biting slightly on your lower lip you grinded against him a few painfully slow times. He let out a few muffled groans, digging his fingers into your skin through the material of the dress.

Bo pressed his lips against yours, stealing your breath. He was greedy and eager to taste you. The scent of yours mixed with the flavor of strawberry sorbet, sparkling champagne on his tongue. Oh, his sweet girl. 

The man unzipped his coveralls further and yanked them down to the half of his thigh. Beauregard’s actions became careless, mind focusing on one thing in particular - you. 

You lifted your hips from his body and helped him with lowering the boxers. Your fingers entangled around his shaft and began the sensational, gentle movements up and down the length. You leaned in the way that his hard cock was pressed against your stomach and your breasts almost spilled out of the dress’ cups - right into his face. 

━ I’m not sure if it’s gonna fit, sweet boy. You’re so- so big. ━ You whined into his face, thumb smearing the glossy liquid on his flushed tip. Bo tried with all of his strength to stay patient, but just couldn’t. He placed a soft kiss on your neck, before he spoke again. 

━ C’mon, mama, take it. 

You obediently guided his shaft between your wet folds, covered in arousal. And when it was positioned at your entrance, Bo’s hands found themselves in a strong grip again on your hips, making you take him entirely in a pace he wanted to. 

And that day he wasn’t patient especially, because he believed you teased him intentionally. Bo made you take him at once, forcing your mouth open and a set of pitch, short noises left your swollen lips.  

He pressed your hips all the way down until you sank on his plush thighs. You breathed heavily for a moment, before you got accustomed to his pulsating cock stretching your aching pussy.

━ That’s a good girl ━ blue eyed man lowered the cups of the sundress that they dug into the ribs, forcing each breasts out. Bo placed wet, sucking kisses on each one of them, leaving a trail of hickeys behind. 

And when you finally got comfortable, you climbed onto the heels of yours and began to roll your hips in a slow rhythm. At first, the movements were a long type of sway, well-thought-out all the way. 

But when Bo took a fist full of your loose hair and forced your neck into an angle that your spine arched - you couldn’t think straight anymore. 

Your tits bounced in a clumsy rhythm, while you were riding your lover boy. Sinclair lowered himself on the couch, comfortably resting his head on the backrest of the sofa. 

━ Bo, you must be so tired after work, huh? Oh, darling, let me help you. 

Your hands were propped against his chest, helping you to stay in division. As your mind was to cock-drunk to be thinking straight. 

Bo began to pump his hips upwards, when he began chasing his own release. Your mouth watered with a fresh portion of saliva, when the pornographic sounds of yours became louder. You were close too. 

Then he came back to the sitting position and entangled both of his arms around your waist, bringing you closer to him. Blue eyed mechanic kept his face buried into your neck. You could feel his heavy breath on your skin and the smell of his, which you adored so deeply. 

━ My sweet girl, takin’ such a good care of me. ━ Bo praised you between his groans, while his fingers began to circle your lower back. ━ Christ ━ he hissed through his teeth ━ I love you so much. 

━ I love too, Bo. 

With a couple more rolls of your hips, Bo reached his high and filled your needy cunt with his cum. You didn’t need much more invitations from him to climax too. You sank deeper on top of him and swayed a few, rough times. The pleasant warmth filled your body, a tickling sensation spreading through the lower abdomen. Sinclair trembled beneath you, still holding you secure in his grasp. 

Your hand slipped between your bodies and fixed the cups of the dress. Its hem sank over your thighs, covering all the private parts of you both.

When your lover rested his head upon your chest, your hands began to stroke his messy, dark hair in a comforting manner. His curls, you loved them. 

━ No more teasin’, alright? ━ Bo said after a moment of silence, collecting himself from his high. ━ I seriously couldn’t focus on that damn car.

#bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #house of wax #request #reader insert #slasher x reader

[riveranova]

(A/N): Because CHRONOS might take a little longer I come bearing this gift as an apology, hehe. Some go' ol' Licht smut!

Riding Lessons - Licht Klein x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Smut | minors DNI, riding (obviously lmao), mentions of bruises

Character: Licht Klein, Ikemen Prince

Word count: 1.540

"I'm telling you; he hates me!"

''You just don't try hard enough''

,,I beg your pardon?!''

"He can feel it"

,,Licht! Why aren’t you on my side here?!''

You have been practicing riding with Licht since the early hours of the morning. You've been wanting to try it for a while but didn't want to bother Licht because he already had enough work to do as is. However, one day when he saw you practicing (and failing) alone with a rather wild mare, he forced you to practice with him, so he could watch over you.

Licht found a stallion who was generally quite calm and saddled him up for you. However, after you mastered mounting up, the disaster began. The otherwise calm animal didn't seem to like the idea of you on his back at all and tried to get you off him in every way possible.

Luckily there was Licht, who usually caught you immediately.

"I'm not on his side," he defended himself as he picked you up off the ground and took the horse's reins. "you're just too nervous for him".

Grumbling, you stood up and brushed the sand from the training ground off your new breeches. ,,Oh I’m sorry. I'll try to fall off his back calmly. That surely makes it easier'' you sighed and grabbed the reins. Licht smiled softly and patted your head, "Don't give up. Come on, I'll help you up again''.

It was getting late when Licht and you went into the stable together to clean the horse and put him in his box. You managed to stay on the horse’s back for an entire five minutes. After that, the animal probably got bored and threw you to the ground, only to trot out to Licht and stood behind him – looking awfully smug.

Licht insisted that you rested while he combed the horse's brown mane and coat. It wasn't until you sat down on the wooden box next to the two that you realized how much your limbs hurt. You whimpered softly as you pressed on one of your fresh bruises. Licht looked over his shoulder "You went through a lot today, huh?" he gently brushed some hair off your face and cupped your chin in his hand. He slowly turned it towards him to kiss you on the forehead. "Wait, I'll take you to my room. Then I'll take care of you'' with a last little smile, he turned back to the animal and led it into one of the empty boxes. Your cheeks felt like they were on fire. Licht had always been a bit reserved - only recently, since the two of you were a couple, did he start opening up to you. Small gestures like kissing your forehead or random headpats were becoming the norm now, but they would always be special to you.

A little later, Licht closed the stable doors and, without warning, lifted you into his arms. "I can walk, it's fine-!" came your protest, Licht looked down at you "I know". With a sigh you accepted your fate and Licht carried you into his room.

Once there, he sat you down on his small sofa and opened a drawer. He glanced at you when he noticed you were staring at him, ‘’Get undressed’’. You blinked at him, and Licht sighed, "How else am I supposed to put lotion on your scratches?" Slowly you came out of your stupor and started to laugh a little ,,Hahaha... haha, right! That makes sense! Haha…''. Licht turned back to his closet, a grin on his face "You weren't thinking of anything else, were you?" He closed the drawer and came back with a small bag. You slowly began to undo the buttons of your jacket, while Licht's gaze did not leave your body. "You... could wear pants more often," he murmured. Your eyes shot to his. A light, rosy tone made itself present on his cheeks and he cleared his throat, ,,...What?''. You pushed your jacket off your shoulders "I usually wear dresses or skirts...I think that suits a prince's girlfriend better than-" you couldn't finish your thought because Licht grabbed your arm and started putting cream on your bruises while grumbling, "What are you talking about? You can wear whatever you want. It's nobody's business what you wear.''. Smiling sightly you turned your head to the window ,,You're right... if you don't mind, then I'd like to wear some more often...!''. Licht cleared his throat ,,I said wear what you want. I… am all for it,” he mumbled the last part, putting the bag on the table and looked down at your legs. ,,Your pants. Take them off too''. With red cheeks you unbuttoned them, Licht's gaze was heavy on your thighs.

When your pants were lying next to the jacket on the armrest, Licht pulled one of your legs up onto his lap and started putting cream on it. "There aren’t as many on your legs as on your arms… '' he murmured and you gave a short laugh, ''Yeah, lucky me I fell on my face rather than my legs, huh?''. Licht looked up, his features unsure, "I didn't mean it like that...''. You giggled, pulled him towards you and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I know, don't worry" you giggled as you wanted to lean back, but Licht's hands wrapped around your waist and with a jerk you were sitting on his lap. "L-Licht?" You stopped giggling, cheeks flushed and you turned slightly to face him. Burning red eyes looked down at you, something hungry in them. "I still have to take care of your thighs"' even his voice sounded a lot lower than before as he started treating your thighs. You notice that he was squeezing much harder than he had to - almost as if he was massaging hem. His touch alone made you feel heat between your thighs. Licht's breath was hot on your neck as he placed small kisses on it. "All day I see you running around in those pants... Do you know how hard it was not to drag you into the stables and fuck in the hayloft?" his voice was as low as a growl. You caught your breath as his fingers wandered higher and higher up your thighs. You clenched your thighs and turned on his lap, "Why didn't you say anything?" Licht blinked briefly and then laughed, ‘’So I could have just told you?'' Suddenly he stood up with you on his lap and sat down on his bed with you. "You're not very good with horses yet, but I know you're pretty good at riding other things." Your face grew hot - you were sure your face could rival a tomato. That statement was so unlike Licht, it certainly did something to you. It was clear what Licht was getting at and the longer you sat on his lap, the clearer your own arousal became.

Licht seemed to notice this as well, as he sat himself in the middle of his bed only to have you sit directly on his already hard cock, which was making itself  present in his pants. A shiver ran down your spine – partly because you were almost completely naked. Licht cocked his head to the side, "And? Are you ready for part two of your riding lessons?''.

Licht's hands were heavy on your thighs, the sounds of skin slapping against skin was all you could hear. With one hand in front of your mouth and your eyes half open, you rode him up and down in an uneven rhythm while Licht's hands made sure you stayed on your lap so that you didn't just tip over to the side. His eyes took in the sight of you, never leaving your body once. Except for a slight growl here and there, he hardly made any noise. He preferred to listen to your moans, which almost sounded like whining, because you were so full of lust that you couldn't manage to get out a moan.

One of Licht's hands left your thigh and wrapped around your waist lead you down onto his chest. The hand you held in front of your mouth left and clawed at the bed sheets next to Licht's chest. You buried your face between his neck and shoulder. Licht kept letting you set the pace, waiting for you to start moving again. You were both close to your climax when he started thrusting into you from below, making you emit a loud moan. He matched your rhythm and grabbed your ass with his still free hand while the other began massaging your thigh.

A little while later, you came with a long groan, giving Light enough time to pull out of you and come between your stomachs with a deep growl.

With shaking arms, you sat up and looked at him. His head was laying slightly sideways on his pillow and he looked at you with half-open eyes. He pulled you in to kiss you on the lips, only to pull away a little to whisper against them.

"Our riding lessons are really paying off, aren't they?"

#cybird ikemen #ikemen prince #ikemen series #Licht Klein #Licht Klein x Fem! Reader #Smut #Licht Smut #IkePri #IkePri Smut #Fem! Reader

[yuurei20]

Sebek Fact Sheet

(Did not rank on any of the seven different character-ranking surveys held for the jpn-server throughout 2021)

Sebek’s day-to-day life revolves around Malleus Draconia, whom he serves in the role of a guard alongside Silver. He sees Silver as a rival, and they often argue.

Both Sebek and Silver have confirmed that they were the only two children of similar age in their homeland, but Sebek insists that “Silver is no friend of mine!”.

Translations of the notes in the image above. Left side: “Haha.” - “Waka-sama~!” - “Hehe” - “Mean” - “Eh” - “Angry!” - Right side: “Just woke up. He would never appear before Malleus looking like this. He can never forgive Silver’s messy, bed-head hairstyle! 'It's rude!', is the general feeling.” - “He is growing his hair out so as to be able to slick it all back.”

Very serious and focused, Sebek is also very passionate, and will fly into a rage if he perceives someone is not treating Malleus with what he deems to be proper respect. He can be recognized from afar by his loud, projecting voice.

According to Lilia, he inherited his quick temper from his grandfather, who immigrated to the Briar Valley from Sunset Savanna. Overflowing with respect and admiration for both Malleus and Lilia, he hangs upon their every word, and as a result is constantly falling for Lilia’s pranks.

Sebek is constantly in awe of Malleus. When Malleus once gifted a child-Sebek with a cookie, Sebek carried it around rather than eat it, and cried when it accidentally broke.

When asked, by Lilia, what he wanted for a gift in celebration of his admittance to Night Raven College, Sebek requested a portrait of Malleus. It hangs in his dorm room. He greets this portrait, audibly, multiple times a day.

Perhaps as a result of being born and raised in Briar Valley, Sebek has a bad habit of talking down to others. But he does not mean to offend, and he is certain to heap praise upon those whom he finds impressive.

He also may be something of an airhead, as evidenced by when he became confused during the opening ceremony and followed a line Scarabia students to their dorm rather than following Lilia to Diasomnia, much to Jamil’s annoyance.

Sebek enjoys reading (occasionally borrowing rare books from Azul) and exercising, and is proud that members of his dorm often call for him when they need to move large objects.

Silver once gave him a dumbbell for his birthday, which set off Sebek’s temper, as he assumed it was Silver insinuating that he does not weight train enough.

Despite expressing surprise at Grim’s gluttony in the story, Sebek has a similarly large appetite and enjoys similar foods.

He is in the equestrian club (“As a knight, I must be able to ride a horse”), but has confessed to being afraid of horses. He joined without any research into any of the other clubs available after being impressed by Riddle’s riding skills.

Left: "To be unable to tolerate even this much cold--humans are such weak creatures." - Right: "I'm not suited for the cold."

There are conflicting reports on Sebek’s tolerance for cold temperatures. In the May, 2021 release of “Vargas Camp” Sebek claims that he is fine in the cold, and Ruggie not being able to tolerate the cold of the camp is because "humans are such weak creatures".

In the February 2022 “Harveston” event, however, he claims he is not suited for cold climates.

Riddle: "The extreme cold of Diasomnia right now must be very hard on Sebek, who does poorly in cold weather…He even had a heavily running nose, but still refused. I'm going to have a difficult time dealing with that level of hard-headedness in our club activities."

In April 2022's "Fairy Gala If" event, Riddle repeats that Sebek is ill-suited to cold weather (the wording he uses is "寒さに弱いセベク", which literally translates as "Sebek is weak to the cold"), so maybe he was putting on a show for Vargas camp to disguise this weakness?

"I love the environment of the greenhouse. Warm, moist and relaxing."

As he also claims to enjoy the greenhouse for being "warm, moist and relaxing", there is an ongoing debate amongst fans as to whether his Vargas Camp claim makes sense, as the cold of the spring night in that event might have been tame enough that he was sincerely not bothered, or if it was a continuity error.

Floyd refers to him as “Wani-chan”, meaning crocodile (as does Leona, with "Wani-yarou"), and Rook, too, calls him “Monsieur Crocodile”. This is possibly in reference to the Egyptian god “Sebek” (sometimes also spelled “Sobek”).

From Brittanica.com: “Sebek may have been an early fertility god or associated with death and burial before becoming a major deity and patron of kings in the Middle Kingdom (c.1938–c. 1630 BCE). He was merged with Re, the sun god, to constitute a crocodile form of that God known as Sebek-Re.”

Sebek will refer to those around him as “human” rather than by their names, for which he has been cautioned by Riddle and others, though he ignores them.

Sebek himself is, however, half-human, born to a human father and fairy mother. It is said that Sebek’s mother fell madly in love with his father despite the disapproval of everyone around her, though Sebek himself expresses confusion about what could have possibly attracted her to his father in the first place.

In Sebek’s birthday vignette we learn that his mother is from a race of nocturnal fairies. Sebek is happy to speak about his mother—mentioning her bite force—whom he clearly respects. He appears to be somewhat at a loss when trying to discuss his father, however, who is a dentist instead of a magic user.

Sebek describes him as “eccentric” for choosing to live in Briar Valley despite his utter lack of magical ability, but also a pleasant man who was happy to provide him with treats without having to be asked.

Sebek has an older brother and an older sister, and his memories of family fishing trips are the basis for his love of salmon carpaccio.

He strongly dislikes black coffee, which Silver is constantly drinking in an effort to stay awake, and often with Malleus. This is a point of jealousy for Sebek.

He will refuse sugar in his coffee if offered, out of stubbornness, and his efforts to overcome his aversion are slowly paying off: he is quite proud of his recent ability to drink coffee with milk.

Lilia shares a story about a young Sebek being so easily scared that he would wet the bed every Halloween but, according to Malleus, Lilia was so frightening at the time that Malleus, too, found Lilia off-putting.

Another Halloween story we learn is from ten years prior, when Silver promised to stay awake and be by Sebek’s side for the whole of Halloween night. Silver proceeded to—predictably—fall asleep, and Sebek accuses him of being a traitor for it.

It’s kind of difficult to pinpoint exactly how much Sebek counts as one of Lilia’s adopted children. Lilia insists that Sebek is a part of their family despite having a family of his own (unlike Silver), and Sebek does seem to have spent a significant portion of his childhood with Lilia as a figure of authority in his life, though perhaps not as a formal guardian.

Sebek himself explains that he and Silver were both Lilia’s “pupils” growing up.

This theory is wholly my own conjecture and not confirmed officially in any way, but maybe it’s possible that he was regularly sent to Lilia as a child for training and general tutelage while still retaining his connections to his own blood-family, splitting his time between the two households, kind of like a boarding school situation.

In Disney’s 1959 Sleeping Beauty, Maleficent’s “goons” are simple-minded, supporting antagonists that serve as her misguided minions. They draw inspiration from a variety of animals (bat, pig, hawk), including a crocodile, and it may be this character that inspired Sebek.

Some great artists for Sebek fan-art and more (SFW, no story spoilers)

・Wearing a Malleus T-shirt (bonus: child-Sebek)

・He’s an emotional man

・Ancient-Japan Style

・One Sebek and then a variety of characters

Voice Sebek is voiced by Ishiya Haruki (石谷 春貴), whose other work includes Akiba's Trip: The Animation (2017),The Price of Smiles (2019),  Kono Oto Tomare! Sounds of Life (2019), Do You Love Your Mom and Her Two‑Hit Multi‑Target Attacks? (2019), Hypnosis Mic: Division Rap Battle: Rhyme Anima (2020), Idoly Pride (2021) and The Night Beyond the Tricornered Window (2021)

More seiyuu information available here

Additional Fact Sheets ・Riddle Rosehearts ・Trey Clover・Cater Diamond ・Ace Trappola・Deuce Spade ・Leona Kingscholar ・Ruggie Bucchi ・Jack Howl ・Azul Ashengrotto・Floyd Leech・Jade Leech ・Kalim Al-Asim・Jamil Viper ・Vil Schoenheit・Rook Hunt ・Epel Felmier ・Idia Shroud・Ortho Shroud ・Malleus Draconia ・Silver・Sebek Zigvolt・Lilia Vanrouge ・Sam・Crewel・Trein・Vargas・Crowley

#sebek zigvolt #twisted wonderland #twst #ツイステ #twstcharactersheet

[piosplayhouse]

SSO: Guide to Shared Moments

Since many people are still confused on how shared moments work in the new horse progression update, I thought I'd compile some information to help people that haven't figured it out yet!

Shared moments become available roughly every 30 minutes you are consecutively using the same horse. It doesn't matter what you're doing on the horse so long as it is your main one-- for example, you can be AFK for 30 minutes and so long as your game doesn't close, you will have a shared moment. If you switch your horse before a shared moment pops up, the timer resets. Bringing up the radial menu via Q gives you this message on the shared moment icon if you do not have one available:

When a shared moment becomes available, your horse will whinny. IF your horse is under level 15, the horse icon on the left will turn purple, indicating that you can get hxp from the shared moment event. If your horse is max level, this icon will not change, and you can only visually see the moment by manually opening the radial menu.

On horses UNDER level 15, opening the radial menu via Q will show a purple shared moment icon and the amount of hxp you will gain from clicking the event. The hxp scales depending on how high your horse's level is-- lower level horses will gain less hxp from shared moments, and higher level ones will gain more.

On horses AT level 15, the purple glow and hxp icons will not be present, and the shared moment icon will just be opaque like the other icons around it. As shown in the picture above, you can also trigger the moment while bypassing opening the radial menu by just pressing the hotkey Z.

Other notes:

Shared moments also don't transfer between horses. If you have a moment available on one horse and transfer onto another horse, the new horse will not have a shared moment available

If the horse you're riding has a shared moment available and you transfer to a new horse without triggering the moment, leaving the stable on the new horse will cause the shared moment opportunity to disappear. So basically, check to make sure your horse doesn't have a shared moment available before changing horses.

Some people have mentioned moments triggering on their own, but I've only had this happen upon entering certain locations (like Pandoria). I'm unsure if the dialogue prompts and coding are location-specific, but I assume at least some of them are. I can try to compile a masterpost of all the shared moment dialogue if people want me to but I'm sort of worried that might ruin the magic of finding it on your own haha.

If anyone else has something to add please feel free to!

#long post #long posts #really long post #really long posts #sso #ssoblr #star stable online

[crikeygatormate]

Tied Down (Part Two)

Cowboy!Bakugou x AFAB Reader

Summary: You’ve been trying to become number one for so long, but just when you thought you would become a Champion Reiner, Bakugou Katsuki steals the spot from beneath your nose and becomes your number one rival. While on your way back to the top you find out there’s more to Bakugou than meets the eye.

This is was so long lmao, lets hope it makes sense plot wise I did not plan this story out haha we just writing blind. Also POA is a breed of pony they are very cute :) Lmk if I didn't tag anything right, I'm still bad with the new system smh

Warnings: all my grammar errors, self-loathing reader, feelings of depression, guilt, and shame mentioned, dead-parent mentioned, general discourse, fingering, oral fem receiving, praise, degrading if you squint ;)

Part Two

It was cool in the room you were in, the fan above you was lazily pushing air around the room. You pressed your face into the pillow as you started to wake up, regretfully so. The first thing you began to notice was your pounding headache, dry mouth, and rolling nausea. 

“Better get up sweetheart, Katsuki doesn’t like waiting. Sure you know that already,” Kirishima’s deep voice filled the small room.

You blinked, lifting your head as you rubbed your eyes, “what?”

“You’ve got that lesson in about fifteen minutes,” Kirishima said as he checked his watch and shrugged on his jean jacket.

You shot up, practically scrambling to detangle yourself from his sheets, “shit, where are my keys?”

“Momo took your car home before we left, one of your friends was sick,” Kirishima answered coolly as he ran a hand through his hair and tied it back, “you sort of blacked once we got back to my place.”

You sighed heavily, that would explain why you were still in your clothes from last night. Well at least Kirishima was a good guy, not that he wasn’t but it was apparent nothing else had happened after you got back to his place. “This is so humbling,” you muttered as you adjusted your top.

“Here,” Kirishima said as he tossed you one of his shirts, “you can wear that for your lesson.” He was looking rather smug as he watched you yank off your crop and shimmy his shirt on. He knew that would piss Katsuki off.

“Thanks, I owe you, really,” you said quickly as you hopped out of his bed and put your boots on. 

Kirishima gave you a lopsided grin as he grabbed his keys from his dresser and twirled them around one large finger while he watched you scramble around his room. “Of course, sweetheart.” He did think you were cute, definitely worth chasing, but he was never one to stick around for long. 

You sighed and rubbed your eyes as you came to a stop by Kirishima, “do you think you can drop me off at Katsuki’s ranch? I’d drive but-”

“Don’t worry about it,” Kirishima said as he shook his head, “we better get goin’ though.”

You nodded as you held your crop top tightly in your hands and you followed him out of his home. It was pretty small but cozy. He lived on Crimson Ranch, which made sense, he was a ranch hand. Off to the side of his house, you could see a big cattle dog sniffing around what you assumed was Kirishima’s horse. 

You frowned as your nausea hit you again, you had no idea how you were going to get through a lesson this morning. Riding hungover was never smart, and you would hate for Bakugou to see you looking weak. He’d probably make some smart comment, that asshole. Again though, you were starting to grow angry at the fact your uncle got you a lesson with Bakugou in the first place. Why did he do that?

Thankfully the drive to Bakugou’s ranch was pretty quick, or you were sure you would have had to ask Kirishima to pull over so you could calm your rolling stomach. As you came to a stop outside of Bakugou’s arena you were in shock at how big his facility was. Guess being champion for three years meant that he had gotten rich fast.

Your mouth turned sour with jealousy as you looked at his two outdoor arenas and large indoor arena. He had two huge stables and at least five or six pastures right by his office building, all of them currently filled with Dynamight foals. 

Dynamite, you huffed, that horse no doubt had strong genes, almost all of his babies were roans like him. Or maybe Bakugou just had a preference for breeding roans. 

“It’s impressive isn’t it,” Kirishima said with a sigh as he leaned back in his seat, causing it to creak under his weight.

You nodded, “it is.” Your father’s ranch was like this, not as fancy, but big enough to create a legacy. One that you let slip through your fingers. Something you’d never forgive yourself for. 

In the distance, you could see Bakugou out in one of the outdoor arenas riding his horse, and another was tied off by the fence. It was small, and looked almost like a POA, due to all of its red spots. You narrowed your eyes, he was putting you on a pony? In fact, was he putting you on his old childhood pony?

Kirishima started to laugh from next to you, apparently, he saw the pony too, “he must really hate ya to be putting you on Peach.”

You lifted a brow, “great.”

“Can’t believe that old thing is still kickin’ she’s gotta be at least twenty two now,” Kirishima said as he shook his head, “she’s mean as hell, hates the bit big time. Better be gentle or she’ll buck ya off,” he said with a slight glimmer in his eyes. Seemed like Kirishima had his fair share of time with the pony. 

You huffed, guess Bakugou was making sure you did have soft hands after all. “Well, thanks for the ride, Kiri-”

“I’m gonna watch,” Kirishima announced as he got out of his car, leaving you in the passenger seat.

“Okay,” you said to yourself, feeling a little more self-conscious now. You didn’t know Kirishima very well. You had heard of him through the grapevine, saw a photo or two on social media, but now after last night, you didn’t want to embarrass yourself even more.

With a disgruntled sigh you got out of the truck and followed Kirishima to the gate of the arena. The sun was already hot on your back and you plucked the oversized shirt you were wearing. You squinted as Bakugou rode up to you and Kirishima and came to a stop, his vermillion gaze cutting between the two of you.

“You’re late,” he said, glancing at your attire and the dark marks that lined the side of your neck. “The hell are you wearin’?”

“We didn’t have time to stop by her place to get changed,” Kirishima quickly answered for you, giving Bakugou a nasty smirk as he suddenly yanked you close to his side.

You yelped almost tripping over your own boots as you collided with Kirishima’s side, “right,” you added, feeling your face heat up as Bakugou clenched his jaw.

“Whatever, go get on Peach, don’t wanna hear you complain if you get a saddle sore,” Bakugou snapped before glaring back at Kirishima.

You rolled your eyes, “I ride in shorts all the time, I’ll be fine.” That part was true, but you were more worried about your hangover. You haven't eaten yet, not like you could stomach food right now, but bouncing around on a pony was the last thing you wanted to do.

“Tough isn’t she?” Kirishima said as he squeezed your side with a big hand before letting you go. He was still looking at Bakugou with that nasty smirk that was only growing larger by the second. 

Your eyes widened in shock as Kirishima chuckled before giving your bum a harsh smack as you walked past him. “Kirishima,” you harshly whispered, as your whole body seemed to become aflame with embarrassment. 

He shrugged, “I like those shorts.”

You didn’t even dare to look up at Bakugou who you sure was mocking you. With a disgruntled sigh, you walked past Bakugou and towards Peach who looked pissed to be tacked up.

—------

“The hell do you think you’re doin’?” Bakugou snapped once you were out of earshot.

Kirishima smiled, “what? She’s a catch, can’t let that slip through my fingers, man.” He gave Bakugou another knowing smirk before he shoved his hands in his jean pockets. “She’s pretty wild too, ya know.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes, “I don’t wanna hear it.”

Kirishima shrugged, “wasn’t plannin’ on tellin’ ya anything.”

Bakugou huffed, turning his head away from Kirishima who started laughing again. “Fuckin’ prick.”

“What? I’m just havin’ fun, she is too. Just relax man,” Kirishima shot back.

—-----

Once you reached Peach you were surprised to see how well she looked for being so old. Granted she was always a cute pony, about 14.1 hands, and had a kind eye. However, you knew better so you approached her nicely, trying to tune out the two men arguing behind you.

“Hi pretty girl, you gonna be good for me today?” you said as you patted her neck.

Peach’s ears swiveled towards you and she gave you a soft nicker, which in your book was pretty good. Perhaps you would be okay. Honestly, the way this morning was going, you’d be surprised if it could get any worse.

With a sigh, you untied her reins from the fence and put them over her head. With a small bit of struggling you managed to pull your tired body into the saddle and let out a breath as you got comfortable. “Okay, soft hands,” you told yourself as you moved Peach away from the fence.

You figured you go on and walk over to Bakugou, but it appeared Peach had a different idea. In your tired mind, you weren’t sure what happened but you might have pulled back on the reins just a tad when she picked up the pace. Instead of her stopping, she took off with a screech so full of anger you instantly woke up scrambling to find your seating. “Oh shit,” you yelped as she turned her head and shot you the gnarliest glare a horse has ever given you.

“Use your body to stop her!” Bakugou shouted as he kicked his stallion to chase after you.

You furrowed your brows as Peach started to buck, squealing and huffing while you tried to tighten your abs and deepen your seat to get her to slow down and stop. Although it seemed like she had it out for you now. “Not working!” you shouted back, suppressing a groan as the horn of the saddle struck you in the stomach.

“Damn it Y/n, she’s a fuckin’ pony, just ride!” Bakugou sneered from next to you as his stallion flared his nostrils, not exactly happy to be next to the bucking old pony.

“I am!” you snapped back as one of your boots came out of the stirrup. Of course, Bakugou would put you on the pony from hell. He probably thought it would be funny watching you struggle. With gritted teeth you grabbed the reins and pulled Peach’s head up from her chest to stop her bucking and kicked her forward, making the pony start to gallop now instead of bucking.

“Easy, easy,” you hissed as you held your hand up by her neck, trying to keep your hands soft so she would calm down. After a few laps around the arena, Peach started to slow down until she came to a stop near Kirishima who was looking rather entertained. 

“Phew, she’s a fuckin’ bitch, but gotta love her, huh,” Kirishima said as he patted the pony’s neck, “gotta nice seat too, darlin’, you could be a good bronc rider, ya know?”

You managed to give him a wobbly smile as you tried to control your nausea. “Thanks.”

“Hmm,” Kirishima looked at his watch, “I better get goin’, but thanks for the show. Catch ya later?”

You nodded, unsure as to why he would want to see you again considering everything that just happened since you had woken up this morning. “See ya,” you said, watching the tall redhead saunter back to his truck and peel out of the ranch, leaving a cloud of dust in his wake.

“Wonder you made it this far,” Bakugou’s voice cut in, “you ride like shit.”

It felt like ice had run down your spine at his words. He told you the same thing three years ago after his stallion kicked yours. “What did you say?”

“I said,” Bakugou began, nostrils flaring with anger, “it’s a wonder you made it this far.”

You locked your gaze with his feeling your temper flare something fierce. It was almost like every nerve in your body became ablaze with fire. He was watching you stew, getting ready to feel the wrath of your venomous words that were on the tip of your tongue. Your blood was practically boiling and you opened your mouth to call him something vile, but beneath that anger, you came to quickly realize you were feeling shame.

You were ashamed. 

Ashamed that you weren’t as good of a rider as you thought, and despite all the hard work you’ve been putting in you haven’t been able to catch up. Even three years ago when everything you knew hung on the edge of a knife, you would have lost because Izuku would have won, and in fact he deserved to win and so did Bakugou. 

Shame was then closely followed by guilt and you felt your anger morph into a sickly feeling that was sitting like a heavy stone in your stomach. It made your limbs heavy and your bottom lip wobbly as the blame you placed on Bakugou for years came crashing down on you.

You were the reason you weren’t able to keep your father’s ranch, his legacy. It wasn’t Bakugou’s fault. You still blamed him for Izuku’s accident, but you couldn’t keep blaming him for something you lost yourself. 

“You’re right,” you said finally, your voice was small.

Bakugou did a double-take. What did you say? You were agreeing with his insult? “Huh?”

You sighed and pressed the heels of your palms into your eyes as your fragile little world crashed down around you, “you heard me.”

Then Bakugou huffed, watching you slump in the saddle like a lesson kid who just got told her lesson pony didn’t belong to her. “Quit moping and ride, dumbass. I got shit to do.”

You shot him a glare, still very much upset, but that didn’t mean you liked Bakugou any more than you used to. “I’m stayin’ for thirty more minutes and I’m not comin’ back here again.”

“Fine by me, princess,” Bakugou sneered, clearly annoyed with you. “Probably do poor Peach a favor not havin’ you bounce around on her back.”

“Oh fuck off,” you shot back, “says the guy who has his horse do all the work for him.” That was a lie, he was a great rider, but you needed to have the last word. So you urged Peach forward and began running your pattern around the arena, trying to keep your hands soft.

—------------

After your lesson with Bakugou, the next week or so something inside of you seemed to change. You weren’t as excited to ride and you found yourself putting off training more and more. In fact, you were avoiding it so much that you decided to start jogging in the morning. 

You hated jogging, it was terrible and your poor knees felt like they were gonna tear every time you took a step, but it seemed to be better than going back into the arena and facing the ugly monster called shame. 

Your dog, however, loved that you started to run. He easily kept in stride with you as you ran down the road. A few more horrendous minutes passed and you came to a stop, panting as you wiped sweat from your forehead. 

It was still early enough to where you could see the sunrise start to creep above the horizon, illuminating the country with a soft glow that you loved to watch. In fact, your fondest memories were when you watched the sunrise with your dad. You both would be tired and sweaty from hauling hay and alfalfa around the ranch to your horses and grain to the cows. The best part was that by the time you finished the sun would be rising. 

You both would carry your tired bodies to the front step of the house and you’d plop down, almost ready to fall back asleep. Your dad would go back into your house, and you watch him through the dusty window. He’d press two fingers against his lips and then place it on the photo of your mom by the doorway and then disappear into the kitchen. He would return with a cup of lukewarm coffee for him and a glass of orange juice for you. 

You’d both sit on the steps of the porch in silence watching as dawn turned into morning and admire how much the sky changed from deep purples to pink, and then to a clear blue. 

You missed him dearly, and you missed your ranch, the home you grew up in. The home that held your last memories of your mom and your dad. 

“Damn it,” you muttered, feeling tears well up in your eyes. It had been years since you last cried. You refused to let yourself cry since you lost the ranch, it didn’t seem fair that you got to be sad about something you caused. 

But it was too late, the dam had burst and you were standing smack dab in the middle of a back dirt road crying as the sun rose. 

You were so lost in your tears and sniffles that you failed to see that there was a loose horse trotting down the road, and you didn’t even notice when it stopped in front of you snorting as it started to inspect you.

You hiccuped, wiping tears from your cheeks as you looked up to see the horse in front of you. Of course, it was a fuckin’ roan, “of course,” you laughed coldly. You wiped your eyes again as you inspected the horse and quickly came to realize that this horse wasn’t just any horse, it was Bakugou’s prized stallion Dynamight.

“What are you doing out here?” you asked as you grabbed a fistful of his black mane and looked around for any sign of Bakugou. You knew that he would be losing his damn mind to find that his horse was missing.

You whistled to your dog to keep up as you walked down the road from where Dynamight came from. It was starting to get secluded and thick with trees and other foliage. “Got a summer home?” you asked the stallion, trying to pull yourself out of your rotten mood. “No?” you said aloud again, shaking your head at yourself.

After a good fifteen-minute walk you came up to a house. It was modest, newly built, but definitely a ranch-style home. In the driveway was Bakugou’s huge black truck and what you assumed was Cami’s red sedan. 

There was a single pasture and small barn off to the side of the house where you could see a few other horses including Peach who raised her head to look at you. “Well, you probably have a special place to go,” you said aloud again, knowing there was no way Bakugou would place his stallion in with other horses, especially mares. 

You looked around again, letting your gaze take in his property, there was a small garden in the yard as well as some chairs by a fire pit. Further in the distance by the barn was another pasture that you could see had a small pond behind it. It was empty and the gate was wide open, “nice place,” you muttered as you headed towards the back pasture. 

However, just as you passed the front door it came flying open and you could hear shouts from inside, causing Dynamight to spook and step on your foot. “Oh shit,” you hissed as you pushed on his shoulder to get him to move off. 

Suddenly Cami came flying out of the door, hauling a bag behind her as she pointed her finger at Bakugou who was chasing after her. He had clearly just rolled out of bed as he was only in his boxers.

“Don’t you dare!” Cami hissed, “I don’t wanna hear it anymore, Katsuki!”

“Yeah? Then tell me who the fuckin’ guy on your phone was!” Bakugou shouted, his voice cracking at the end.

“I told you, he’s just a friend! If you can’t get that through your fucking thick skull then I’m not sticking around!” Cami shouted as she fumbled for her car keys.

You gulped, trying to hide behind Dynamight who had begun grazing. They seemed to not notice you until your dog made an untimely appearance and shot past you towards Bakugou and Cami, barking and wagging his fluffy tail.

Two sets of eyes snapped to you as you peaked over Dynamights back at both Cami and Bakugou, “Hi, um-”

“Shut the fuck up,” Cami snarled at you, her face turning bright red with anger, “you wanna give me shit about my guy friends, yet you have her show up! Real classy, Katsuki!”

“I don’t know why in the fuck she’s s here!” Bakugou shouted, ignoring your dog who had now run into his house. “Don’t think you can turn this on me, just a fuckin’ friend. Last time I checked you don’t fuck a friend!”

Cami froze, eyes wide as she let her hand drop from the door handle of her car. Her face was now pale and she looked almost sick.

Bakugou narrowed his eyes, “yeah, I saw the photos you sent him and the messages.”

Cami gulped and then shook her head, “you know, fine, I did,  but only because I never felt anything real with you Katsuki! You always put your damn job before us! Your ego to be number one? What about me! I was there for you this whole time and you never even saw me!” 

You bit the inside of your cheek, you should leave, this was way too personal for you to be hearing. So as they continued to argue and shout you quietly slipped away to the back pasture. It was sort of shocking to see that Bakugou and Cami were in the middle of breaking up, everyone thought they were the perfect couple. 

They had met at the championship show last year, she was the photographer for the event and she took his winning photos. You liked Cami too, she was always nice to you and gave Bakugou a hard time for picking on you. 

With a sigh you let Dynamight back into his pasture and shut the gate behind you, wincing as you tried to keep weight off your foot. It was probably just badly bruised, hopefully. 

You heard him before you actually saw Bakugou racing towards you, now with a pair of sweatpants on. “Don’t think-”

“Shut your mouth, the hell were you doin’ with my horse?” he snapped as he roughly grabbed your shoulder and pulled you around to face him.

You furrowed your brow and pushed his hand off your shoulder, “excuse me? What was I doing? Saving him! He was running down the road about fifteen minutes away from here.”

Bakugou scoffed, he was pissed, but you didn’t miss that his eyes were starting to water, “you think I believe that?”

You laughed bitterly but decided that he was probably just upset that Cami cheated on him and presumably left. The last thing you needed to do was irritate him more, so you took a deep breath and cooled off. That was new for you. “Look, you’re upset and I’m sorry, really. Someone must have accidentally left his gate open and he got out-”

Bakugou lifted his hand and jabbed his finger into your shoulder roughly, “Accident? I don’t have any accidents.” 

You pushed his hand away from you again, feeling your frustration grow again, “it’s fine, really, all that matters is that he’s back-”

“You think I’m stupid, huh?” Bakugou began, he was practically shaking in front of you from how angry he was, “probably did somethin’ to him to get back to me.” His gaze cut away from you to his horse.

“Are you kidding? I would never, that’s so low, you think I’d do that?” you said angrily, feeling hurt well up in your chest. Yeah, you were rivals, but there was a little bit of respect between the two of you, and to think he thought you’d stoop low enough to hurt his horse? 

“I think you’d do anything to win back your daddy’s ranch after losin’ it,” Bakugou sneered.

“Don’t go there, Katsuki,” you said lowly, your tone dangerous as you watched his upper lip twitch in anger. “Don’t forget where that damn horse of yours came from.”

Bakugou’s anger slipped away as he watched your face contort with hurt. He had overstepped a line, and it was a big one.

 Your dad had raised horses. He was fond of roans, and he had given Bakugou one of his colts to start, that colt grew up to be his prized Dynamight. 

Which also meant you knew Bakugou well enough from practically growing up with him and Izuku that he meant what he was saying. He blamed you too apparently.

“I’m goin’, sorry about you and Cami,” you said dryly as you pushed past him and whistled for your dog to follow you out of Bakugou property. 

—-------

A few weeks had passed since your fight with Bakugou and your motivation for riding was now at rock bottom. Toshinori had to drag you out to the arena to practice. Something you once loved had become something you dreaded.

“C’mon Y/n, just run the pattern, and then we can stop,” Toshinori called from the center of the arena.

You sighed and patted Cowboy’s neck before urging him into a canter. It was too slow, you already knew that, but you didn’t care. 

“Pick up the speed, you know this,” Toshinori said as he folded his arms across his chest. He was worried. The next qualifying show was in a week and he didn’t know if you’d be able to pull through. More importantly, he was worried about you. He was glad to see you had cooled your temper but it seemed that your passion for riding had been extinguished too. 

He briefly wondered if it was his fault, and he glanced at the sky knowing his brother would be upset that you were slipping away from your dream of being number one. 

“Okay, let’s take a break, you need to get out of your head, kid,” Toshinori said as he approached you. “Why don’t you go out with your friends again, maybe see that sleazy bull rider that keeps snooping around here.”

Your lips lifted into a small smile, Kirishima had kept his promise that he was gonna see you after that one night. It was nice to have him as company, but it felt off almost with him like you were trying to put a shoe on that didn’t fit. “Yeah, I can do that.”

“Good, just relax, you’re doin’ great. Your hands look great too, okay?” Toshinori added as he pat you on the back.

You nodded and left your uncle to go put up Cowboy and turn him out for the rest of the day. Because it was already later in the day you were able to grab something quick to eat and get ready. Not that you wanted to, really. 

It seemed like you blinked and then you were at the bar, squished between Momo and Tsu who were rapidly talking about some new band you had never heard of. You sighed, glancing between your two friends as you took a sip of your whiskey sour. It didn’t taste as good as it usually did.

Were you depressed? It sure felt like it. 

“Lookin’ a little down, darlin’,” Kirishima’s voice cut into your dull thoughts.

You looked up to see Kirishima leaning against the table you were sitting at. He was dressed in his chaps and vest, he must be up first for bull riding again. “I’m okay.”

“Bakugou says that your uncle has been callin’ him nonstop, sayin’ that you aren’t riding anymore,” Kirishima said, raising a crimson eyebrow.

You gave him a meek smile, “yeah, just haven’t been feelin’ it, but I’ll come back to it. I always do.”

“Mkay, hate seein’ those pretty lips all pouty,” Kirishima said as he moved around the table to pull you away from your friends, “you gonna watch me tonight?”

You smiled as you rested your hand on his lower abdomen, feeling the rough material of his vest against your fingers. “Of course, sure you’ll be number one, Kiri.”

Kirishima grinned, “oh for sure I'll be, but I think I need a kiss from you for good luck.”

You rolled your eyes and stood on your toes to press your lips into his. He tasted like beer and smoke, probably from the cigar you saw him smoking with Sero earlier. 

“Yup, think I’ll go win now,” Kirishima said as he pulled away from you and gave your cheek a pat. He let his gaze rest on a very drunk Bakugou who had been watching with glossy eyes. “Gimme one more though, just for extra luck.”

“Alright,” you muttered as you rolled your eyes, now smiling as you pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

Kirishima grinned looking back away from Bakugou and to you, “thanks, darlin’.”

You smiled as you watched Kirishima saunter through the crowd that parted for him like the red sea. There was no doubt that he carried a lot of charisma and charm, everyone liked him. Except for Toshinori. 

“Can you get me another jack and coke when you go back to the bar,” Momo asked as she looked at your empty drink in your hands, “which should be now?”

You snorted, “yeah yeah, next time you’re goin.”

Momo ruffled your hair making you grumble as you walked to the bar. Only a few people were at the bar now since everyone had moved to the arena to watch the bull riders. With a sigh, you slid into an empty seat next to someone who had his head in his hands.

“Can I have a jack and coke and a whiskey sour please?” you asked the bartender over the roar of the crowd.

“Tell your uncle to stop callin’ me,” Bakugou slurred from next to you.

You were actually shocked to see that the drunk guy next to you was Bakugou. Honestly, he looked unrecognizable from beneath his black hat. His red eyes were dull and he had dark circles lining his eyes. Not to mention the at least two-day scruff on his face. “You look terrible,” you said without thinking.

Bakugou snorted, the corner of his lips lifting into an empty grin, “thanks, princess.” He took a sip from his glass, hissing as the alcohol burned his throat.

You blinked as the bartender handed you both drinks, not that you were paying that much attention to them anyway, or that the bull riding was about to start. “Why is Toshinori calling you out of all people?”

Bakugou looked at you out of the corner of his eye, “he’s worried or some shit.”

You chewed the inside of your cheek as you slumped in your seat feeling the dark rain cloud over your head that had been briefly broken up by Kirishima come back. “Oh.”

Bakugou huffed as he turned his body towards yours, “why did you stop ridin’?”

You shrugged, not looking into his eyes, “not really feelin’ it anymore.”

“I find that hard to believe,” Bakugou said truthfully as he took another swig from his glass, “you out of all people ‘not feelin’ it anymore.’”

“Well it’s the truth,” you snapped back, “and what are you doin’? Sitting here and moping?”

Bakugou’s smile slipped from his face, “yeah I am.”

You rolled your eyes as you sucked down some of Momo’s drink, ignoring the announcer who was calling Kirishima’s name.

“You gonna go watch him?” Bakugou said, turning his gaze away from you.

“I probably should,” you said, but it felt like there was almost a rope tying you to Bakugou now, keeping you seated at the bar.

“Sure he’d like that,” Bakugou muttered just loud enough for you to hear. “Have his number one fangirl of the month cheerin’ for ‘em.”

“Of course, you’d have to make a dig at me,” you snapped as you set down both drinks again. “What’s your problem?”

“My problem?” Bakugou laughed bitterly, “I have no problems, princess. You’re the one with all the issues goin’ on.”

You narrowed your eyes, “the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Oh like no one has noticed the only reason you’ve been pushing so hard is to regain your honor or some shit,” Bakugou answered hotly, his words were slurring together, “the truth is sweetheart is that you’ll never be able to fill your daddy’s boots and you don’t even know it.”

“You fucking asshole,” you hissed, feeling tears well up in your eyes, “you don’t think I know that, Katsuki? I’m painfully aware that I am never going to be as good of a rider as you or Izuku, but at least I tried. At least I didn’t go around gettin’ in people's heads. If you didn’t tell Izuku all those things before his run, maybe he’d still be able to walk.”

Bakugou abruptly stood from his seat, the stool landed loudly on the floor gathering the attention of a few people. “Take that back.”

“No,” you hissed, “just like I know I’ll never get that fuckin’ ranch back or my fuckin’ honor, you know that you had some part in Izuku’s accident.”

This fight had been brewing for years and your rivalry had been running downhill fast into becoming enemies. 

“You can be a real fuckin’ bitch, Y/n, you know that? Hope you have a fun time fuckin’ shitty hair, your daddy would be ashamed of you,” Bakugou hissed as he slammed down a twenty and left the bar. 

—------

They say the line between love and hate is thin, that was bullshit. How could you ever love someone you hate?

It had been a month since that fight you had with Bakugou in the bar. That night you had gone home alone, crying, as your repressed shame and guilt came to a head, again. It was pretty awful after that, you managed to push everyone away until your close friends insisted on trying to help you, which they did. 

Somewhat.

There was a bit of an empty feeling in your chest that no matter how hard you tried you couldn't figure out how to fill it. Maybe it was always empty though and now you were aware of the hole.

At least Toshinori ran your competition for you and got first, it was the horse that was more important after all. 

“You ready Y/n?” Tsu said from next to you. She was looking down at you with mild concern. It had taken her some convincing but she had planned a trail ride for your birthday that was in a few days. Maybe she was hoping that you’d regain your spark for riding again.

You nodded, smiling as you got onto Cowboy, “yeah, let's go. Hopefully it doesn’t rain, those clouds look a little weird,” you said as you glanced into the distance. There were large black clouds gathering and the air was starting to get heavy with the scent of rain.

Tsu shrugged, “oh well, don’t you have that little fort you built with Izuku and Bakugou somewhere in these woods? We could go there if it starts raining.”

You furrowed your brows, you had honestly forgotten about the little fort you had built with Izuku and with Bakugou actually. It almost came as a small shock to you that there was a time all three of you were friends as children. You’ve been so angry at Bakugou for so long that it was easy to forget your time together growing up. “Yeah, I can’t really remember where it is though.”

“Well I’m not riding if it’s gonna rain,” Momo said with a huff, looking a little uncomfortable on your uncle's red gelding.

You smiled, “oh you’ll be fine Momo. It adds to the experience, maybe you’ll want to start riding?”

Momo snorted as she adjusted herself in the saddle, “I don’t think so.”

You shook your head as you followed Tsu down the trail. You were riding in the woods that were behind Toshinori’s ranch. The woods were shared by four properties, your dad’s old ranch, Toshinori’s ranch, Crimson Ranch, and Bakugou’s. 

It was beautiful really, the forest was full of large old trees, and plenty of creeks, and now that it was spring there were hundreds of wildflowers. You inhaled, letting your shoulders relax as you walked down the trail. 

As you continued your ride you were able to see some flashes of your childhood come to mind. A big log you passed was where you and Izuku brought popsicles out to share during a hot summer day, or the creek you crossed was where you and Bakugou waded through the water trying to catch minnows. 

When the three of you were closest as friends it was when you were about ten. Toshinori had just taken the three of you under his wing for lessons, and that’s when you remembered that Bakugou’s first horse was Peach.

You blinked as a memory resurfaced.

“Aw c’mon, let me and Izu ride her!” you said loudly pushing some stray hairs out of your mouth.

Bakugou shook his head, looking rather smug up on his new show pony, “no way, Peach only likes me.”

Izuku giggled, patting Peach’s cheek as she nuzzled his shoulder with her mouth, “I think she likes me, Kacchan.”

“She just thinks you stink,” Bakugou snapped as he kicked Peach’s sides rather roughly to get her to move out of the way. However, true to a lesson horse's nature she stood still, looking somewhat annoyed at her tiny rider.

“That’s enough kids,” Your father said as he walked up to the three of you, hauling Izuku’s and your ponies behind him. “We’ve got big things to do today according to Toshi.”

You and Izuku raced over to your ponies and easily got on, barely staying still in the saddles as Toshinori rode out into the arena on his famous stud All Might. All Might was probably the biggest horse you have ever seen and was a deep golden yellow with a mane and tail as white as the clouds above your head. 

“You three ready to work?” Toshinori asked, chuckling as the three of you nodded eagerly. 

“Y/n!” Tsu’s shrill voice cut into your thoughts.

You blinked and then saw Momo race past you, screaming as she clung to the back of her saddle. “Momo!” you shouted and noticed a trio of deer prancing by. Her horse must have spooked. “Shoot, Tsu try to go around the creek to see if her horse runs home if she falls off, I’ll follow her up to the field,” you said quickly.

You didn’t wait for Tsu to answer before you cantered away from her and after Momo. The wind was starting to pick up as you broke through the tree line and into the field. In the distance, you could see Momo just about to fall off her horse.

“Momo! Don’t hang on, just try to get your foot out of the stirrup!” you shouted at her as you sped up towards her. You winced as Momo hit the ground with a groan. Her horse spooked again and took off into the forest while you got off, rushing to Momo’s side. “Are you okay?”

Momo grumbled, pushing herself up into a sitting position, “just fine, don’t ever take me on a trail ride again.”

You snorted, “I won’t, we’ll go out on the boat instead.”

Momo gave you a wobbly smile as she stood to her feet and brushed dirt and grass off of her jeans, “well I guess your uncle's “bulletproof” horse ran off, do you think he’s lost?”

Your face heated up at her comment, honestly, the horse you put her on was super broke and old. Momo just had bad luck with riding today it seemed, “yeah it’s alright, I’ll find him, you’re more important though.”

“How are we gonna get back?” she asked, looking back behind her. The three of you had been riding for about two hours and the walk back would be pretty miserable.

You frowned as you pulled out your phone and held it up, you had a missed call from Tsu. Your phone buzzed and a text came through from her, she was back near the barn already, and didn’t find Momo’s horse. You sighed, “well I guess you can get up on Cowboy and we can head back.”

Momo nodded and was about to get onto Cowboy when stopped, “looks like we aren’t the only ones out here.”

You looked past Momo to see that Bakugou and Kirishima were racing across the field and they both came to a sharp stop arguing about who had won their race before Kirishima noticed you and Momo. They exchanged some words before heading right towards you. It was almost shocking to see that Kirishima’s draft horse was keeping up with Bakugou.

Upon seeing Bakugou,  your rival, well, whatever he is now after a month it felt weird. The words he said to you resurfaced and you bit the inside of your cheek. Your shoulders rose in mild discomfort as they came to a stop in front of you and Kirishima instantly got off his horse and walked towards you and Momo.

“Y’all okay?” he asked with mild concern as he looked both of you over.

“My horse threw me and ran off,” Momo said with a heavy sigh, “we were about to head back.”

“What about the horse?” Bakugou spoke up. He was still on his horse, resting his hand on his thigh while the other loosely held his reins. 

“I was gonna head out after him once I got Momo back to the barn,” you said, keeping your gaze away from Bakugou.

“I can take Momo back, my horse can take the extra rider better than Cowboy,” Kirishima said, “plus, he’s gotta win a championship soon anyway.”

You rolled your eyes playfully at Kirishima, “alright, just be careful. Don’t think Momo wants to fall off for a second time.”

Momo scoffed as she looked up at Kirishima’s gigantic horse, “especially not from that height.”

“Don’t worry, Rocky is a good boy, he doesn’t even buck when I try to get ‘em to,” Kirishima said with a hearty laugh as his gaze slid over to Bakugou who had grown quiet, “you should help Y/n look for Momo’s horse, at least before it starts raining.”

Bakugou’s eyebrows shot up in mild surprise. “I guess,” he replied, letting his surprise settle into something you couldn’t pin.

Kirishima smiled and patted the side of your cheek, “don’t let his rotten mood get to ya darlin’. All he needs is a good pick me up, ya know?”

You furrowed your brows in confusion. What did that mean? Honestly, you’d rather go look for Momo’s horse with Kirishima, then you could maybe try to get a better read on what he thought about you, or maybe you were just upset that Bakugou was right about Kirishima’s fangirl of the month comment. 

In all honesty, the bull rider had been pulling away from you slowly over the last week or so. It didn’t bug you that much because you weren’t anything, but you were a bit upset at the loss of what could have been. 

You sighed as you watched Kirishima help Momo get back on his horse and he followed suit, giving you and Bakugou another one of his famous smiles before setting off back towards the forest. 

“I think he went this way,” you said dully as you got back onto Cowboy and pointed towards the forest on the opposite end of the field. 

Bakugou nodded, deciding to keep quiet as he rode behind you. 

It was awkward, to say the least. There was an angry tension between both of you. You both had said some terrible things to each other that night at the bar and it was obvious both of you felt at least somewhat guilty. 

The rain clouds were beginning to gather above your head now, rumbling with thunder and threatening to drop the water within them. You looked up above you, squinting as a few raindrops started to fall, and then the sky opened.

“We shouldn’t ride in this,” Bakugou said loudly above the rain, “can’t have him slip,” he said referring to Dynamight. 

As much as you hated to agree with him, he was right. The ground was quickly becoming muddy and both of you needed sound horses. “Okay, should we head back?”

Bakugou shook his head, looking around the woods till something seemed to catch his eye, “nah, look. That shitty fort is still standing.”

You narrowed your eyes, trying to see what he was looking at through the rain. You blinked a few times and then the fort he was talking about came into focus. It was a bit overgrown, but you could stay there till the rain died down a bit. 

Bakugou rode past you and led the way to the fort. You could see the log you dragged to tie your ponies at was still there too. As you got closer to the fort you were met with a nostalgic feeling of when times were simpler, and things weren’t so complicated.

You both came to a stop and dismounted your horses and tied them to the log, quickly taking the saddles and pads off before they got too wet. As you hauled your saddle and pad into the fort you noticed the wheel marks in the dirt, Izuku must still visit here, and it made your heart ache.

The fort remained almost unchanged from the last time you saw it. There were dusty blankets stuffed into a corner by some pillows you had stolen from your old house. A feed bucket sat by the window catching stray raindrops while an action figure of a superhero still was seated on the makeshift window sill. 

A few of Bakugou’s comics were strewn across the floor, now discolored and torn. You could see your stack of books by your little corner of the fort as well as your favorite stuffy that you thought you had lost.

Without much thought you set down your saddle and moved over towards your corner and grabbed a book from the top of the stack. You ran your fingers down the spine of the book, gathering some dust on the tip of your finger. “This was a good book,” you said aloud mostly to yourself.

Bakugou huffed as he sat down against the wall, crossing his legs at his ankles as he watched you mull around the tiny handmade cabin. “You were always stuffin’ books and shit in the walls. Probably why that old hag at the library hated you.”

You shot him a playful glare as you sat down across from him, “well they were all horse books and I doubt she really cared.”

“Right,” Bakugou said as he watched you thumb through the pages. There was a pause in the conversation before he spoke up again, “I heard your uncle ran for you at the last show.”

You paused, looking up at Bakugou, “he still callin’ you?”

Bakugou shrugged and looked away from you, “no.”

You furrowed your brows, if your uncle wasn’t calling him then who was? Then it struck you. Izuku must have reached out to him. While you’ve been so hyper focused on avoiding riding all together you failed to notice Izuku keeping a watchful eye on you. He always has. “It was Izuku, wasn't it.”

Bakugou nodded, “yeah.”

You sighed as you set the book down and leaned against the wall, the wood creaked under your weight. “What did he say?”

Bakugou ran a hand through his wet hair before looking at you, “he asked me if I knew anything about it, I told him I didn’t. I haven't seen you in a month.”

You chewed the inside of your cheek, a terrible habit, but it was something you did when you were uncomfortable. You were uncomfortable because for a moment it sounded like Bakugou was worried too, just for a second. “Suprised he called you,” you finally said.

Bakugou looked away from you, looking frustrated. “He knows I care at least on some level.”

“You care?” you snorted, “that’s funny.”

Bakugou’s gaze shot back to you and he narrowed his eyes, “of course I care-”

“Don’t tell me you’ve cared this whole time,” you began cutting him off as you started to breathe more heavily. “How could you, after everything you’ve said to me. Don’t even get me started Katsuki-”

“What about what you’ve said!” Bakugou quickly countered back as he stood up, the top of his head was practically flush with the ceiling. “Blamin’ me for Izuku’s accident, you know I never wanted anything to happen to him, or to you!”

“Then why do you act like this,” you said, your voice was starting to shake. “Why did you turn so cold and mean, Katsuki. Once you got that damn horse of yours six years ago when we were seventeen you changed, and not for the better.”

Bakugou’s face was starting to turn red with anger, and his eyes held a certain rage that you were shocked to see. “I’ve alwasy been like this.”

You shook your head, “no you haven’t! Izuku and I, damn it, we missed you,” you admitted, feeling that hole in your chest start to feel a little less empty at your confession. “Izuku still misses you, Katsuki. He still comes here, just look at the damn floor.”

Bakugou looked down to see that Izuku’s wheel chair had left marks in the dirt that's been gathering in the fort for years. “He’s always been a sap,” he said bitterly. 

“So fuckin’ what! Are you even listening!” you shouted as you suddenly grabbed at his shirt, “don’t tell me you don’t miss how things used to be, we were friends, rivals too and it was good, it was fun! Then it all went to shit and we started hating each other, why?”

“Why?” Bakugou said, his deep voice was starting to waver too, “because it has always been you two, always.”

You rolled your eyes, “don’t tell me this is just because you were jealous of Izuku and I? That’s bullshit, Katsuki and you know it. We never left you out. In fact we looked up to you, and I know you knew that.”

Bakugou looked away from you again, he was trying to step back, away from you. You were too close.

“Don’t you dare walk away,” you hissed, fighting your tears.

“I’m done,” he said lowly.

“No you’re not,” you snapped as you stepped into his space, “you don’t get to do that. You don’t get to tell me that bullshit and expect that I’ll believe it.”

“Just stop,” Bakugou almost pleaded, “look I’m sorry for what I said at the bar, it was shitty for me to do-”

“Katsuki, please,” you said, your voice was heavy with desperation. You weren’t even sure why you were pushing him so hard for the truth, just hours ago he was your worst enemy but in this fort, your inner child was crying for her best friend.

Bakugou swallowed thickly, his eyes shot back to you then to the wall before they settled back on you again. “I-” he cleared his throat, “I couldn’t be around you, not after your dad died. He gave me that colt -Dynamight- that was his legacy and he should have been yours. Then you lost the ranch and Izuku got paralyzed - it was my fault. If I never got that horse, never won, never tried to get in Izuku’s head, none of that would have happened. I couldn’t be around you, or Izuku. Every time I’d see your faces I felt like complete shit, so I pushed you both away.”

You stayed quiet, watching as Bakugou clenched and unclenched his jaw after confessing to you. It was almost ironic hearing how Bakugou felt because you felt that everything was your fault too. “That’s not your fault,” you said softly, “I lost the ranch, just me.

And my dad loved you, he wanted you to have one of his colts. It’s why he gave Izuku one too. He wanted you to have Dynamight, Katsuki. I think he’d be really proud of how well one of his colts has done, and of you too. I’m sorry I blamed you for Izuku too, I shouldn’t have, I just,” you shook your head, “was jealous I think. Wanted to make you out to be the bad guy, just so I didn’t have to see the truth myself.”

Bakugou nodded, seeming to accept your words. He glanced down at your hand still gripping his damp shirt and then to your tear-stained cheeks, “is that why you quit riding?”

You nodded, “I feel ashamed to even try anymore, I guess.”

“You shouldn’t quit, princess,” Bakugou said softly, “your dad wouldn’t want that, I know Toshinori and Izuku don’t want that either, and I don’t too.”

You gave him a wobbly smile, that hole in your chest was slowly mending itself and you felt lighter. The room seemed brighter too, not as grey as it used to be. “Thank you.”

Bakugou gave you a quick nod and broke his eye contact with you. He felt lighter too, but he still was feeling weighed down by the weight of his thoughts.  He moved slow, lifting his hand to pull you away from him, out of his bubble so he could breathe.

You furrowed your brows as Bakugou pulled your hand off of his shirt and looked past you and out the window. It was still raining and turning dark now. Which meant it was going to get colder too. 

“Think we’re gonna have to spend the night here,” Bakugou said as he pulled his phone out of his back pocket. It buzzed loudly and he sighed, “flash flood warning, Kirishima also said Toshi’s damn horse showed up just as they got back.”

“That would happen," you said as you walked past Bakugou to look at your horses tied outside. They were both under a tree standing a few feet apart looking somewhat miserable, “think they’ll be okay?”

Bakugou came up behind you, grabbing the top of the old windowsill as he popped his head outside to look at the horses, “they should be, pretty sure we built this piece of shit cabin or fort, whatever the hell it is, on a hill.”

You nodded, that sounded right, “yeah, let's hope.”

Bakugou muttered something under his breath as he took a step back heading to the other side of the small cabin. The floorboards creaked loudly and he grinned, “well we can pass the time with this,” he said as he yanked up the floorboard next to him revealing some alcohol.

“No way, you snuck alcohol in here?” you asked, shaking your head as he opened the bottle of tequila and took a hefty swig. 

He hissed at the burn before handing you the bottle, “yeah, snuck some in here years ago, can’t remember what for.” That was a lie, he brought his prom date back to this cabin a couple of times.

You took the bottle and winced as the tequila burned your throat. “That’s terrible, this is the cheap stuff.”

Bakugou chuckled as he took the bottle back and took another swig while he turned on an old camping lantern that was set on a cardboard box. “It’s not too bad.”

“It’s bad,” you countered as you sat back down and pulled out your phone. You frowned, there was no reception for you, guess it was good that Bakugou’s phone got reception. A few minutes of silence passed between you as you shared the old bottle of tequila. It was obviously watered down, but it still gave you a good buzz.

“Cowboy’s got a few foals comin’ this year right?” Bakugou asked, breaking the silence.

You looked towards him and nodded, “a few, Cowboy makes good babies,” you said proudly.

Bakugou snorted, “more like ugly babies.”

“Take that back,” you snapped, “Dynamight has ugly babies, they all have huge heads like him.”

Bakugou frowned, “at least he has better stops than Cowboy.”

“Well Cowboy has a smoother lope than Dynamight,” you shot back

“You’ve never even ridden him,” Bakugou countered.

You snorted, “whatever, I can tell, that’s because I’ve been riding longer than you.”

“Only by a month, plus we all know I’m the better rider,” Bakugou said, but then he froze, eyes wide with worry that he said the wrong thing, hurt whatever small bit of normalcy you both had created here.

If this had happened last month you would have gone for his jugular, seething, and spitting. However, things were different now, you had some answers, and you were more sure of yourself. “Only sometimes,” you said with a small smile, “plus I’m gonna catch up to you, take your spot as number one.”

Bakugou returned your smile, and his shoulders relaxed, “you can try, princess.”

You rolled your eyes, “just wait, got that workshop comin' up next week, and we’re gonna easily take your spot. Then there will be pretty Cowboy foals everywhere you look, Kats.”

Bakugou laughed, it was warm and made you almost forget how cold the small cabin was starting to get now that the sun was gone. He shook his head, letting his gaze meet yours. In the time you two were bantering you and him had moved closer, so close that he could see that your hair was starting to dry at the ends, and that funny shaped scar you had on your collar bone when you got thrown in a gate. 

He took another swig from the bottle, feeling it warm him as he took you in again.

You froze, why was he staring at you? You watched his red gaze travel down your body and occasionally flick back to your eyes or your parted lips. “What?” you said, a little breathless.

Bakugou shrugged as he set the bottle down, it was loud, making you jump.

You blinked, still confused, “what?” you asked again. His tanned skin was starting to flush from the alcohol and he ran his hand through his hair, pushing it back from his forehead. You swallowed thickly as an unpure thought ran through your mind, at first you were horrified that you even had a thought about Bakugou like that. But then you looked at him again, and for the first time, you realized how pretty he was. 

In fact, he was stunning. 

Tall and built, strong from working on the ranch all day, tanned from being in the sun. His hair was soft, and light at the top but his undercut was darker and needed to be shaved down again. There were a few freckles that ran over the bridge of his nose, and his lips were full and pink, and soft.

Lightning struck outside making you jump a little before you turned your attention back to him. He was watching you again, his pupils were blown, almost covering the rest of his red iris’.

“Ya know,” Bakugou’s voice was raspy and low, just quiet enough for you to hear, “I always thought you were pretty.”

That was all it took for you two to rush into each other embrace, he was tugging you onto his lap, running his hands through your hair, across your cheek, down your back. He finally settled on keeping a hand on the side of your jaw and the other on your hip as he pressed his lips against yours.

A whine escaped you as he roughly nipped your lip before he started to lift the bottom of your shirt up. His hands were rough and warm against your bare skin as you lifted your arms up as your shirt slipped past your head, and he threw it off to the side. He ran his hands back down your side and over your bra, practically tearing it in half.

“Katsuki,” you somewhat scolded, out of breath as your now torn bra fell to the ground too.

“It was in the fuckin’ way,” he growled as he roughly grabbed your jaw with one hand and pulled you against him again.

You whimpered into the kiss as you ran your fingers through his undercut, grabbing at his soft hair, and making him hiss. He pulled away from you and started to run his lips down the side of your face along the curve of your jaw, then down your neck.

His hands began to move up your stomach and to your chest, squeezing hard and making you gasp. “What?” he said breathlessly against the side of your neck, suppressing a smile, “that hurt?”

You huffed, you knew he was teasing you. “Shut up,” you said as you moved your hands to pull off his shirt, making him chuckle.

Bakugou yanked off his shirt and tossed it next to yours before moving his lips back to your chest, harshly nipping at your skin, and grinning at your little whines and gasps of pain. 

Your hands headed straight towards his belt, and you hastily undid the buckle and pulled it through the loops of his jeans. Once you got it off you were suddenly caught off guard as he quickly wrapped a thick arm around your waist and flipped you both over.

You let out a breath as he roughly yanked your hands above your head and pinned them to the floor. A wicked smile graced your lips as you stared up at Bakugou, “sure you don’t want me to be on top?”

Bakugou huffed as he used his free hand to yank off your belt and pop open the front button of your jeans, “not this time, princess.”

“Not this time?” you countered, raising a brow as you lifted your hips to help him pull your jeans off. “Think this is gonna happen again, huh?” you challenged, hoping he’d get a little rougher with you.

Bakugou bared his teeth, “knew you’d be a fuckin’ brat.” He pushed your hands into the ground harder, making you wince as he promptly threw your jeans and panties to the side, leaving you bare beneath him.

You smiled, about to say something smart back when he suddenly ran two fingers through your slit, making a soft whine escape past your lips.

“You know how I know this is gonna happen again,” Bakugou harshly whispered into your ear as he brought two fingers down to your entrance and pushed them in, making you gasp loudly and your hips jerk up. “Because you’re fuckin’ dripping for me, princess.”

You bit your lip hard as he started to move his fingers, making you squirm. You wanted to be able to touch him too, run your hands down his chest, over his shoulders, feel the muscles in his back ripple.``Lemme go, wanna touch you too” you panted, wiggling your wrists under his palm.

“No,” Bakugou snapped as he pressed his thumb down hard on your clit, hard, grinning when you let out a long keen.

You could feel him grinding into your thigh with every pump of his fingers in you, and you were starting to become desperate, writhing against him. You could feel yourself start to tighten up and you pushed it away, not wanting him to know how good he was with just his fingers, “c’mon,” you hissed, tears starting to well up in your eyes as he started to rub tighter circles around your clit with his thumb.

Bakugou chucked meanly, “aw, you already gonna cum, huh? Can feel ya, sqeezein’ my fingers.”

You shook your head, growing frustrated that he was winning again. There were words just on the tip of your tongue, ready to make him break for you, but he pushed in a third finger and those words melted into another moan.

“Ya sound real pretty for me princess,” Bakugou said as he nipped at your earlobe, “bet you’ll sound even better when I fill you up with my cock.”

“Fuck,” you whined fighting back your orgasm again, but he was too good.

Bakugou was breathing hard, watching your face contort in pleasure as he kept a consistent pace. “You gonna cum, princess?” he asked, his deep voice breathy.

You nodded, grabbing at his hand that was wrapped around your wrists with yours, and digging your nails into his skin. 

Bakugou grinned as your hips started to buck and just when you started to call out his name he pulled his fingers out and sat back on his heels.

You let out a frustrated cry, “the hell ?” Your body was shaking as your pleasure started to fade, leaving you frustrated and needy. Instead of answering you, you watched as he ran his tongue along the length of his fingers, and he moaned.

The sound of his voice sent a jolt through you, making you lean up on your elbows, pupils blown as he locked his gaze with you. You were breathing heavily letting your eyes wander down his bare chest, seeing the tattoos that adorned his body, down to his cock straining through his boxers turning them dark with pre. “Katsuki,” you said softly, your voice was thick with want. 

He started moving back towards you with a fervor you’ve only seen a few times before. His hands were hot on your hips as he yanked you towards him and began settling down on his forearm in front of you. Another pitiful whine escaped you and he spread your legs, watching your arousal string from your parted thighs. 

“Never wanted,” Bakugou panted using his thumb to get a better look at your glistening pussy, “to eat someone out so bad, fuck,” he groaned as he turned his head to bite your inner thigh. 

Your legs were shaking around his shoulders as he stretched one hand up onto your stomach, grabbing at your skin, searching for a place to anchor himself as he licked a long stripe up the center of pussy, cherishing the way you shake against him. 

Your hands grab at his hair, pulling softly as he starts to run his tongue around your clit, glancing up at you with hazy eyes, loving the way your chest is heaving with each broken breath. The more you whine above him the more aggressive he gets, digging his nails into your skin and taking his time to make you come undone.

“Shit,” you cried, nearly in tears again. He was too good, and honestly, at this point, it didn’t surprise you. “Wish you weren’t-” you let out a sob as he moaned against you, sending vibrations up your spine, “-so good at everything,” you said, barely able to push out the last part of your sentence.

The storm outside was growing more violent, thunder crashed above and you both didn’t notice the little feed bucket by the window was starting to overfill with water.

Bakugou let out breathy whimper when you yanked on his hair, “fuck,” he panted pulling away from you for a breif moment before going back in and sucking on your clit, hard.

You were nearly there, shaking and crying above him. All cares of wanting to beat him were the last thing on your mind. The only thing you could think about was cumming on his face, and squeezing your thighs around him.

“Go on,” Bakugou said, his voice muffled, he could tell you were close, “be a good girl and cum for me, princess.”

It felt like something in you had snapped inside of you and you let out a whine, biting your lip hard as you came. Your nerves were tingling as you shook against him. He held you down, pushing your body into the floor as he continued to suck and lick you through your high. 

Once you came down, still sighing and shaking, Bakugou pulled back, licking his lips as he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh. Thunder rattled the handmade fort and then you both started to feel the rain. 

“Shit,” Bakugou panted, wiping his eyes as the rain opened a hole in the part of the ceiling that was above you both. “C’mere,” he muttered, easily pulling up your weak body against him as he moved to the other side of the old fort. 

You were almost too tired to even care about being rained on, “guess we need to fix the ceiling,” you said, glancing at Bakugou. You were definitely disappointed that the rain cock blocked you before you could have your turn with him. 

Bakugou chuckled, nodding as he shrugged on his shirt and tossed you yours. He grabbed his phone checking the time and the weather quickly before standing up to shine a flashlight on your two horses still tied outside. Now they truly did look miserable. “Probably should get some sleep,” he said, clearing his throat a bit.

You nodded, grabbing your panties while he wasn’t looking and pulling them on before grabbing the old blanket in your corner of the fort. There was some sort of tension between the two of you now and it was awkward. Suddenly you wished you could bury yourself in the earth and never look at him again. “Uh, night, Kats,” you said softly, adjusting yourself under the blanket so you could lean back against your saddle. 

Bakugou huffed, shaking his head as he settled next to you, “don’t hog the damn blanket, brat.”

You rolled your eyes as you held up a corner of the blanket, letting him scoot in next to you a bit, “happy now?”

“Yeah whatever, night, princess,” Bakugou replied, flipping over and dragging more of the blanket away from you.

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The next morning you both acted like what happened last night did not happen, it simply did not exist. In fact, you both refused to look at each other as you got your horses ready to ride back.

At least you were able to admit that you couldn’t stop looking at him after seeing him in a new light. You felt almost creepy at how intensely you were watching him, watching his biceps bunch as he lifted his saddle onto his horse, or watching his hands. You gulped, his hands were so big and strong, and his fingers looked good covered in your slick, they'd look even better in your mouth-

You shook your head, averting your gaze away from him as you got on Cowboy. You couldn’t get involved with Bakugou, you two were rivals. Yes, you had made up last night, but going beyond anything but rivals, wouldn’t work. It couldn’t.

You needed a rival, someone to push you to work hard, and he hasn’t really been your rival for a long period of time before you two became enemies. Not to mention he really just broke up with Cami, and you frowned. Were you just a rebound? 

It was for the best to just assume last night was a moment of weakness, and it wouldn’t happen again. 

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Part Three!

#tw. death #tw. talks of depression #cowboy!bakugou #tied down

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The Archer

4. Fucking Scars

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Once all in the truck, Y/n sat down next to Abby and they started off towards the gates of the stadium. It was just silence until Mel spoke. "How've you guys been sleeping these days?" She asked both of them. "Could be better." "Not too great." Abby and Y/n replied. A couple seconds went by with silence. "You want me to get you guys anything from the pharmacy or something?" Mel asked, trying to make the air less dense." "Nah, I'm good." Abby said swiftly after the question.

"What can you get?" Y/n asked, interested in what Mel could get for her. "Well I can try to get you Diphenhydramine but that's for allergies like symptoms, but it does make you drowsy so I guess that could help. There's also Doxylamine, it's kinda like Diphenhydramine but it lasts longer, meaning it would keep you asleep for a couple hours more." She said looking over at Y/n in thought. She thought about it for a bit then said, "I'll have whatever the second one is that you said."

"Great, I'll swing by the pharmacy when we return and get some for you." Mel said with a soft smile on her face. "Thanks Mel." She said smiling at her then looking around, taking in the beautiful scenery. As wrecked as it looked outside the walls that were guarding her home, the stadium, some parts of the city looked breathtaking, especially from the tall buildings. After a couple minutes of Abby and Mel talking Alice suddenly barked loudly. Gunshots and arrows soon hit the truck, every bullet putting another dent in it.

"Ambush!" Mel yelled. "Fucking Scars!" Y/n said reaching for her bow, then Abby grabbed Y/n out of the way by her bicep, pulling her into her chest avoiding an oncoming arrow. "Thanks." She mumbled to Abby. "Don't sweat it." Abby said going back to killing the Scars. Y/n pulled out the .44 Pistol, pulled back the loading gate with her thumb, aimed it at a Scar riding on a horse and fired. She hit the dead center of their chest, knocking the Scar off their horse.

"Fuck yeah." She said, letting out an unsteady breath she'd been holding in. Manny made a quick left making Y/n topple on top of Abby, they both let out groans. Y/n mumbling an apology. "Are you okay?" Abby asked quickly, helping Y/n to a sitting position. "Never better!" She replied sarcastically. The truck had made a couple more turns, weaving through trucks that were in the way.

After passing the small almost semi like trucks, one of the Scars on top of a van threw a molotov at the truck making Manny veer to the right. "I can't see!" He exclaimed, now making a sharp left throwing Y/n to the other side of the truck. After being thrown to the other side, a Scar came running up to the truck, swinging a handmade machete right to her face. "Oh shit!" She yelled as the blade lightly grazed her cheek, making a medium sized, jagged cut. It could've been the whole left side of her cheek if Abby hadn't pulled her out of harm's way for the third time that day.

"Manny!" Abby screamed, holding Y/n tight as they went hurling down the hill. A couple seconds of rolling down the bumpy hill they landed quite the opposite of gracefully at what looked like the back of a big building. "You guys okay?" Abby asked Mel and Y/n. "Yeah." "No." Y/n said after Mel. "How far are we away from the FOB?" Abby asked getting out of the now useless truck in which Mel responded, "It's a hike." "We gotta go guys." Y/n said as she went to get out of the truck. Abby, unthinkingly, held her hand out for Y/n to grab to help her down. She looked at her unoccupied hand then said, "I'm not a princess Abs, I can help myself down." sarcastically, taking Abby's hand in hers, jumping out and quickly following Manny and Mel in pursuit to the loading dock.

They run to Mel and Manny as he gets in first, then Abby, helping Mel up. "Your Majesty?" Abby said sarcastically, holding her hand out again for Y/n to take. "Haha, fuck you too." She said, taking her hand and getting pulled up. Abby quickly shut the overhead door with a slam and turned to Y/n. "Hey, you should get your cheek patched up." She said handing her some Alcohol and a small rag. "Thanks." She said and cleaned her wounds. "Hey Abs." Manny said, making Abby turn from you, placing her attention on Manny. "There's enough stuff here to make a pipe bomb." He said drawing Y/n's attention now.

"Is there enough for two?" She said walking up to the rest of the group. "You know how to make one?" Abby said, staring up at Y/n. "I mean, kinda, it's similar to a nail bomb I made years ago so it should be easy." Y/n said opening her backpack up and grabbing some supplies out of it, along with taking some from the ground, making a pipe bomb. "How do you know how to make a nail bomb?" Manny asked Y/n as she worked on putting the pipe bomb together. "Magic." She said quickly finishing the pipe bomb and throwing her back pack over her shoulders.

They soon went into the main part of the warehouse and started looking for an exit when they heard muffled groans coming from the far end. Alice growled then Y/n listened closely and heard what she was growling about. "Infected!" Y/n whisper yelled to the group making them all crouch behind the counters. From what they could see, there were only three. "Y/n, Abby, you guys take those ones down there, I'll get the one to the right." Manny whispered to them. Y/n snuck up and grabbed one by the throat, taking out the knife she kept in her pocket and stabbed the runner in the head, slowly bringing it to the ground and taking her knife out when it stopped moving.

Once everything was silent they got up and went back to looking for an exit. Y/n stopped looking on the ground and started looking above everything. "Hey, look up there." She said pointing to the light coming through. "Nice job Y/n/n." Abby said, coming to stand behind her. "I'll go check it out." She said walking up to the big shelves. "Be careful Y/n." Abby said to her with slight worry behind her voice. "Psh, careful is my middle name Abs." She said, making her way to the top. She looked around and found an opening on one of the big shelves. She thought for a moment if it was safe to jump over to it. She walked back to the edge of the shelf, looking straight ahead and started running, jumping at the edge in front of her, slamming onto the metal shelf.

Pulling herself up, she realized it was starting to move forward. The sound of metal on metal could be heard throughout the whole building as she fell forward, tumbling onto the floor. As she got up a heavy piece of plywood fell on top of her, making her fall back down. Trying to push the plywood off her, Y/n started hearing a clicking noise getting closer to her. "Shit." She said, not bothering to be quiet since it was already hurling towards her. She took out her gun and fired it at the clicker only to realize she was out of bullets. "Guys!" She yelled watching it get closer and closer to her. Alice then jumps on the clicker bringing it down. Soon Mel, Abby and Manny came rushing in, Abby grabbing the plywood and holding it up for Y/n to crawl out.

"Here they come!" Mel yelled as more infected came rushing in every which way. After they killed most of the infected a shambler slowly came out, you noticed before anyone else. "Guys! we got a shambler!" She said lighting the pipe bomb she made, throwing it at the shambler. Once it was down and dead, it went silent for a few moments until Y/n walked up to the shambler staring at it, wiping infected blood off her forehead as she spoke.

"I want tomorrow off." 

"You and me both."

#abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #the last of us #the last of us part 2 #tlou 2 #tlou