#outlaw au

[strlingsav]

Ride

– Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader

— Western AU: You have a run-in with notorious outlaw, Ghost.

Explicit sexual content under the cut. Read at your own risk.

Boisterous laughter and loud conversation made it difficult to hear John beside you, though you were hardly listening. You were too preoccupied with surveillance; scanning the crowd for a familiar face- or mask, more appropriately. It seemed most folks had let loose for the evening, but your eyes and ears remained sharp as you peered around the room.

Nightfall had come, cooling the hot sand of the desert and bringing with it the expectation of drunken patrons. Candelabras, oil lamps and a roaring fire tinged the saloon red and camouflaged the smell of cigar smoke. It was the usual for the small town, the only source of entertainment and drinks within a hundred-mile radius.

It'd been a while since you had the privilege of relaxing, even if you were still hyper-vigilant. Your exhaustion came from sleepless nights while on your travels. Unable to let your guard down under the stars, you'd hardly slept in the last few days. Sleeping on buffalo pelts and red dirt; your eyes were weary and tired, though there must've been a look of contemplation in your eyes.

"What's got you quiet?" John asked, leaning in closer. "Worried?"

You looked over at him; in all his drunken relaxation and exhaustion from the day's ride, he still read your expression with ease.

"Not worried," You shook your head once- unconvincingly. "Watching."

"Think you're waitin' for somethin' bad," He joked, elbowing you a bit harshly for your liking.

"Think you're a bit too drunk," You tossed back, watching him grin.

"Loosen up, kid," He scolded. "Only here for the night."

You were about to respond, when the saloon went dead-silent; the clinking of lost coins falling as patrons froze in their footsteps, the low shuffle of chairs while they searched for their pistols- likely dropped carelessly in a drunken stupor. The tune from the piano abruptly stopped, and all heads turned to the swinging parlour doors.

You lifted your gaze and there he was. Ghost.

Your jaw clenched, sitting up straight as you watched him slide in effortlessly, like he was unaware he'd stopped the world for a second. His boots hit the floorboards with heavy thuds, his spurs clanking and spinning with each step. You watched him tip his cowboy hat to the barkeep, who appeared no less than terrified.

"No trouble, alright? Hardly finished cleanin' up from last time," The barkeep said, stern yet wavering.

"No trouble," He nodded, taking a seat at the bar.

Most of the activity had resumed, though more than half of the townsfolk had escaped the moment he stepped inside. You didn't blame them; he was an intimidating man, and his stoic nature left questions and whispers at his back. You perched up further on your seat, eyes locked on the mass of muscle that made himself comfortable on the foolishly small stool.

"Ghost," John hardly whispered- disbelief, fear, a combination of both. It ran a shiver down your spine. "Never thought I'd see him here again."

You remained silent, studying the cowboy as he hunched over the bar and nursed his drink. He peered over his shoulder, finding your prying eyes and staring right back. You swallowed harshly, wondering if he recognized you. If he knew it was you, sitting mere feet from him.

Of course he knew it was you.

"Let's get out o' here before the shite hits," John swallowed the last of his beer, throwing his coat over his shoulders.

"I'll catch up," You nodded.

John was hesitant; he knew well you'd handle your own, stand your ground, but stray bullets have no name and he worried for your life. Ghost's reputation was not one of gentleness and kind deeds- he was an outlaw.

"C'mon," He ushered.

"I'm finishing my drink. I'll catch up, John," You insisted.

He finally conceded, pulling his arm through his sleeve before nodding curtly.

"I'll pay the barkeep and stablehand. I'll come lookin' if I don't see you in the mornin'."

You nodded in response, watching him stride past the masked man, head turned as he investigated. Finally, he disappeared from the saloon, leaving you to your own devices as you sipped your whisky. It wasn't without your appreciation- but unbeknownst to John, you knew Ghost better than anyone.

Your eyes drifted around the room, not noticing him stand from his stool and approach your table until you heard the spurs hit the floor. You lifted your head then, and watched as he pulled the chair out across from you to sit down.

His scent immediately washed over you- gunpowder and rolled cigarettes. The fresh smell of whisky emanated from his lips as he spoke through the black mask over his face. The deep, inviting accent made your body shiver- already planting arousal in your womb without any effort.

"You here on business?" He asked.

"Pleasure," You replied, finishing a gulp.

You feigned relaxation, letting your shoulders fall and your back hit the chair as you leaned further away. This was your game, your routine- you enjoyed the part you played, even if it took an astounding amount of willpower not to climb onto his lap.

"Seems you're in the right place," He said back, raising his head to look at you.

"Thought so," You added. "Wasn't sure when I didn't see your face plastered around town."

You watched the fabric of his mask move- a grin. You smiled softly, smugly.

"Reason for the mask," He responded. "Lucky few get to know my face."

You raised a brow.

"Colour me flattered."

"You interested in a ride, sweetheart?" He asked, thighs spread as he leaned back in his chair.

You swallowed again, this time finishing your drink. Your hand held your chin up as your eyes met his with a glimmer of sadistic enjoyment. He watched your hat tip, and you brushed a stray lock of hair from your face as he stood to his feet.

He lead you upstairs- a room he'd rented for the evening while in search of you. You'd met a handful of times, always finding each other in the chaos of the saloon and ending the evening in whatever bed was available.

Since then, he'd come to terms with the fact that he'd ride to the ends of the earth to find you. The laws he had to break hardly mattered, neither did the "wanted" posters or the townsfolk cowering in fear at his very appearance. None of it mattered as much as finding you. You left him chasing the very hint of you, the smallest pieces he could get his hands on just for the chance of relief.

He risked his freedom every time he strolled into town. It was common knowledge everywhere he went; his previous crimes still kept him labeled as a wanted man. He could've ridden off, started a new life under his true name, but you brought him back every damn time.

"Y'were hard to find," He muttered, his lips haphazardly pressed against your neck.

He'd corralled you against the wall while his fingers worked open the buttons on your breeches. He'd ditched his hat and mask, thrown recklessly on the floor as you danced around each other in an attempt to disrobe.

"Maybe I didn't want you to find me," You answered, your arm wrapping around his head as you pulled him closer.

"Doubt that," He answered as his calloused hand dove beneath your pants, and was welcomed with warmth and wetness. "You like knowin' I'll find you wherever you go, sweetheart."

You grinned, your ego slowly shattering as his fingers teased between your thighs. Warm, calloused fingers slid through your folds, eliciting a jolt when he purposely evaded your clit. You huffed softly, humming amusedly in his ear.

"Nowhere to hide from Ghost," You whispered in his ear, making him groan. "I think you like the chase."

"I do," He grinned against your neck. "But now that I've got you- there ain't nowhere left for you to run."

You shivered as he circled your clit, the softness in his touch a stark contrast to his other hand; an iron-like grip on your waist, keeping you pinned against the wall.

The room itself was quiet and dark, lit by only a few candles and the smell reminiscent of the fire roaring beneath you. You could hardly make out his face in the orange light, but your head turned to meet his gaze, and his lips upturned subtly.

He missed you; most everything about you. Truthfully, you weren't very hard to find. You left every possible clue and trace, in hopes he'd track you down. You never stood a chance against a man like Ghost, anyway. He could practically smell you from the town over.

His cock was pressed against your thigh, a sense of anticipation creeping up your spine. You grasped at his vest and work shirt as he slid two fingers inside you, lips against your neck again as he hid his soft grunts from you.

Long fingers stroked firmly inside you, his thumb caressing the bundle of nerves above. Your knees had weakened, pushing your hips against him in an effort to get closer- to get more.

"Ghost," You muttered softly, hands planted against his chest. He was still nipping and kissing at your neck, still driving his fingers into your pussy. "Get on the bed, cowboy," You said- firmer this time, and it caught his attention.

He pulled away slowly, withdrawing his fingers before placing them in his mouth and sucking softly.

"Beautiful," His lip twitched, removing his holster from his hips while he backed up.

You followed, shrugging off your blouse and stepping out of your breeches while he unbuttoned his work shirt.

Usually, Ghost wasn't one to allow a woman control, but the way you looked riding his cock was enough of an incentive to listen.

He collapsed on the bed, taking hold of your waist as you climbed on top of him, straddling his wide hips and setting your palms on his chest. His eyes were drawn to your chest, then your stomach, then your pussy, where he felt his cock rest between your folds and shifted your hips to feel the slick wetness seeping from your pussy.

"C'mon, then," He grunted, jerking his hips up to earn your attention. "Ride it, love."

You smirked- abiding his pestering by gently coaxing his cock inside you, a slow descent to fullness, earning an airy exhale as you found yourself seated on his hips.

He groaned, aggressive hands guiding your hips back and forth, up and down. He watched as your head fell back, toes curled beneath you while your hips strode forward.

"Ghost," You exhaled again, fingernails digging into the muscle and taught meat of his chest.

He sat up, his hand finding the small of your back, matching your rhythm with short thrusts. His other hand used heavy pressure against your clit, head tilted up while he watched your eyes squeeze shut with pleasure.

Your stomach twisted, pace increasing while you fell deeper and deeper, closing in on your orgasm with ambition. Your hips retreated, desperate to ease the over-stimulation and try to bring yourself back to present, before he tugged you closer and rammed his hips up into you.

"Don't run from me," He chided, eyes face-level with your bouncing tits, he brought one of your erect nipples to his mouth and sucked hard. "Take it, love."

You gasped, your body pushed over the boundary of stubbornness and finally allowing your orgasm to pass through your insides. Your entire body filled with heat, flushing red-hot blood through your womb as your pussy clenched around his cock.

"So good," You managed a whisper, jaw clenching before you sucked in a sharp breath to regain clarity.

"No cunt as good as yours," He grumbled, his hot tongue running across your breasts and circling your nipples. His fingers dug into your soft flesh, your body nearly crumbling in his hands. "Keep goin' sweetheart."

Your laboured breaths spurred him on, leaning against the wall as he sat up to finally kiss you, harsh lips enveloping yours. He sneaked his tongue inside your mouth, teeth nipping at your bottom lip.

"Y'want it in you?" He asked, nearly breathless.

You nodded, eyes glazed over and too exhausted to answer. He released inside you, muscles tensing and cock twitching as warm spurts of cum coated your walls.

You took a moment to catch your breath, before dismounting and collapsing next to him with a huff.

"You onto the next after this?" He asked.

"Gotta be," You tilted your head to smile softly at him. "Can't stick around for long- people get suspicious."

"Come with me," He said, less of a question and more of a suggestion.

"You wanna run away together?" You asked, grinning.

"I'd turn myself in 'for I let you get away again."

You let out a short chuckle, "Alright, outlaw. Get your rest- we're gone at dawn."

#cod mw2 #simon riley #ghost x reader #cod mwii #ghost smut #mwii #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley smut #strlingsavwrites #western AU #western Simon Riley #gunslinger AU #outlaw AU #outlaw Simon Riley

[k3nnyonly1]

I remember someone asked me to draw frank and his horse to mcdonald or drive thru 😂

#wally darling #welcome home #sally starlet #howdy pillar #julie joyful #frank frankly #welcome home au #partycoffin #artwork #welcome home arg #welcome home meme #horses #outlaw au #wild west au #welcome home y/n #y/n

[syrinide]

He thinks he's funny

#bakugou #outlaw au #my hero acedamia #bnha #mha #my artwork #katsuki bakugo #bakugo katsuki

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

The first time Outlaw!Bakugou sleeps with you at one of your gang’s hideouts, you think that’s all it is. A single night spent together after a long heist, a stress reliever, nothing more.

You can’t help but feel a little sad at the thought, denying that maybe, just maybe, you’d fallen for the pretty blonde more than you’d meant.

You’re laying on your stomach in his button down, absently thumbing through a book when he comes back from cleaning himself up, tugging on his underwear as he goes.

You’re so focused on ignoring him, ignoring your bubbling feelings, that it’s a surprise when his heavy weight lands over you, his hands tugging the collar of his shirt away from your skin so he can press soft kisses along your shoulder.

“What’re you reading?” He rumbles between kisses, the sound sending vibrations through your body.

You let out a puff of air, partially because of the way he’s crushing you, and partially in surprise that he’s being so tender still.

“Honestly? Not totally sure,” you admit, flipping it around to look at the cover. “Just kinda picked it up.” He chuckles at that, moments before his teeth sink into your skin and you hiss in surprise, jumping in his arms. You can feel the bastard grin against your skin as he releases you, running his tongue over the raw mark.

You open your mouth to ask what the hell that was about when he rolls off to the side, gathering you in his arms and taking you with, his large frame curled around yours. Your lips twitch into a smile, never having pictured the great outlaw Dynamight as a cuddler before, but here he was, nose buried in your neck, his legs tangled with your own.

“You smell good,” he sighs quietly and you snort in amusement.

“I smell like sweat and sex, Bakugou,” you dismiss and he’s quick to tilt your head back to look at him as he leans in close.

“You smell like me.” He corrects and your heart leaps into your throat at his words as his mouth presses against yours softly. You lean into the kiss easily, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of his soft lips.

He pulls away first, settling back behind you, and it takes everything in you not to touch your lips, a soft grin gracing your features.

“And it’s Katsuki,” he adds quietly, pressing another kiss to the crown of your head. “I think we know each other intimately enough by now,” he teases and you’re glad he can’t see the blush dusting your cheeks at his insinuation.

“You’re being awfully sweet,” you comment, without thought, and he pauses, his shoulders stiffening behind you.

“Tch. Should I not be sweet on the woman I care about?” He huffs and now it’s your turn to stiffen, twisting in his arms to look at him.

“You care about me?” You ask in surprise and he rolls his eyes, shaking his head as he mutters under his breath about you being blind.

“Not sure how much clearer I could’ve made that, darlin’,” he huffs in annoyance, but you can see the blush beginning to rise in his face, and tilt his jaw down to look at you again, his eyes widening slightly in surprise.

“I care about you too,” you murmur, initiating the kiss this time. It’s deeper than the last, his fingers digging into your hips as he tries to pull you even closer against him, your fingers tugging on the hairs at the base of his neck. You sink your teeth into his bottom lip and tug, watching him struggle to regain control of himself.

He finally peels open his eyes again, chuckling softly. “Fuck, woman. Gonna be the death of me,” he admits. “Should’ve told you how I felt a while ago, I suppose.”

You laugh, and he feigns annoyance, nipping at the skin on your throat as he buries his face in your neck again. “Oi. Don’t laugh at me,” he growls. “You’re mine now, so you’d better get used to this,” he adds quietly, lips ghosting over the marks his teeth left in your shoulder earlier.

“Is that what the bite was all about?” You tease and he presses a firm kiss to the mark, voice lowering with a possessive undertone.

“That’s just so everyone back in camp knows to keep their hands off what’s mine.”

#outlaw!katsuki #outlaw bakugou #outlaw au #Bakugou blurb #bakugou katsuki fanfic #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou #bakugou x you #mha #cowboy anon writes #t writes #thecowboyanon writes #mha bakugou

[luwyv]

Just some guys

#zelda au #loz link #loz ganon #loz ganondorf #outlaw au

[ursifors]

clay made this joke to me when talking about wanted posters so

#achievement hunter #gavin free #outlaw au #logan draws

[sigg-vbj]

MHA wild West AU: Outlaw Vanessa She's an outlaw who gives back to the people. She's their hero, their hope.

#my art #art #artists on tumblr #digital art #oc #original art #original character #mha oc art #my hero academia #bnha art #bnha #boku no hero acedamia #illistration #mha oc #bnha oc #wild west #mha au #mha au idea #bnha au #outlaw au

[rinniiart]

Outlaws AU Adora & Swifty

When Catra returned from out West she didn't recognise her old best friend. She has changed a lot, not to mention Catra thought she was dead...

#catradora #Adora #swift wind #spop #shera #she ra #she ra princess of power #fanart #artists on tumblr #outlaw au #spop au #cowboy #horses are hard to draw #Cocky Adora my love

[yoitsjay]

Wilder West

Pairings: Ghost x Gn! Reader

Summary: you left your old life behind, you had a new purpose... but your past would come up eventually.

Warnings: cannon typical violence, wild west shiz. No specified gender, can be male or fem

Word count: 2388

Render credit: @ave661

1870, what a time to be living, where women were fighting for the right to live and vote and men were off running wild on horses, robbing folk who deserved it or who didn't. You were a lawman in a small town on the border of California and Nevada, practically the only form of law the small town you were in had. Everyone came and went, and of course the locals stayed and made your life either miserable or enjoyable, it all depended on the day really.

At the moment, your deputy in training was watching over the office and town while you were on a small patrol on the perimeter. Lately, there has been talk of robberies on the roads leading out of the town, and you suspected they would be heading in your town to rob folk and shops. It was all local and there wasn't a bank in the town, you'd have to travel to the nearest city which was several days away, There wasn't even a trolley station to store money in. You honestly had no idea why these outlaws would wish to rob your town.

However as you make your way back to the town you hear two gunshots from the middle of the town, followed by shouts of the locals and then shouts from strangers. Your eyes widened and you kicked the side of your horse and got him into motion, galloping back into town as you showed up behind several outlaws who now held your people at gunpoint. Your horse reared up on his hind legs as you pulled your revolver from its holster, pointing it at the back of the supposed leader's head. "I suggest you get the fuck out of my town." You drawled out, the sound of your gun loading filling the dust filled air. The outlaw slowly turned to you with his hands raised, and you quickly noticed that he was wearing a red skull half mask, with a bandana hiding the rest of his face underneath. He wore a vest and a cowboy hat with several teeth sewn into the fabric. Though his appearance was intimidating, he did not scare you.

"I will repeat myself. Get out of my town." You ordered, hearing the chuckles of the other outlaws. You gripped your weapon tighter, your eyes flickering around as you took in your surroundings, and the fact that two outlaws had snuck behind you, and had you surrounded. The leader spoke up, tipping his hat to you. "I think we found our pretty bounty boys." He drew out, however his accent was strange, it wasn't american. It was british. You scoffed, however as you looked to the sheriff's office you saw your young deputy get dragged out by the scruff of his neck. Once again your eyes went wide, and in your moment of vulnerability the leader shot forward, grabbing your arm as he tugged you down off your horse. The stupid beast ran away of course, not before kicking one of the outlaws to the ground. "stupid horse!" You shouted, struggling against the large man as he hogtied you on the ground. You huffed and you turned to lay on your back, staring up at the skull faced man with narrowed eyes.

"You will be comin' with us Sheriff Y/n… or should I say Bluebird? fastest draw from Louisiana to Montana? you should've known you'd be found one day." The man explained, grabbing you and hauling you over his shoulder before he placed you on the back of his horse. you grunted, staying silent as you stared at the ground. It had been years since you put down that name, you did not kill anymore, you didn't rob innocent people. You thought you had flipped your life around but… Your past caught up to you.

"Come on boys. Let's take this pretty thing back to camp, leave the rest, we got what we came for." The skull faced man announced, pulling himself up onto his horse before riding off. You grunted at the sudden jolting. shifting your body slightly as you tried to grab onto something to hold you more still as the man rode out of the town with his fellow outlaws behind him. "So who are you then? some outlaw wannabe?" You asked him, closing your eyes so you didn't get dust in them. The man chuckled, however he didn't answer you. The sun glared down on the back of your head, making you sweat more than you had before. "I turned my life around, I did good and I am good. I bet you can't say that about yourself." You sneered. You felt the man's horse slow to a walk, and then his hand in your hair as he yanked your head up so you looked at him and into his eyes through the mask.

"Shut up. Just stay quiet and once we get to camp you can talk all you want. We ain't bringing you in friend." He stated, however, that made you all the more confused, what did he mean by he and his ruffians were not turning you into the law? you were sure you had a massive bounty on your head, they could get a pretty damn big paycheck if they handed you in… maybe they were lying to you.

regardless his words shut you up and he continued riding, knowing well you were trying to figure out what he had meant. After a few more hours on the road, he pulled into a little forest clearing by a lake, it was cooler here, because there was more shade, and it was definitely relieving. however before you could bask in any more of the coolness, you were lifted off the back of the horse and dropped on the ground by a tree. you were untied for the most part except for one hand being tied to the tree so you couldn't go anywhere. The outlaws talked amongst each other before a different one approached you. This man had his face revealed, but he had a mohawk and a red cloth tied around his neck, he wore a white button up that was unbuttoned slightly down the collar with a dark brown vest over. he sat down in front of you and you both just stared each other down for a few minutes until you noticed a smile grow on his face.

"I've read newspapers about you, Blue Bird, only two years ago you were robbin and killin' west of arkansas. Now you're a lawman of a small town in Cali. How fast things change hm?" He questioned, however you simply narrowed your eyes. "get to the point mohawk, what do you want?" you asked him, watching as the scotsman stood up, gesturing for the others to come forward. Skull face approached and he handed you a bounty poster, but it didn't have your face on it. No it was an old friend of yours that you had long abandoned… "König?" You let out a shaky breath as you stared at the poster before looking up at the men around you. "You know him then?" a new voice spoke up, and you turned your head, staring at a dark skinned man with shorter hair, also wearing a button up but with no vest. You nodded your head.

"I do… König and I were an item, an unstoppable team, with him and his lackeys…" You trailed off, handing the bounty poster back to skull face. "What do you want with him?" You asked, balling your hands into fists as memories resurfaced in your mind. "We want you to join us and help us track him down. We know your skills as an excellent tracker, and on top of that you could be the person who knows where he was last… and as for König, he is an excellent hunter, big bounty, and an even bigger ego to match… we think he could be useful for a much bigger picture."

All of this was explained by another new voice, he had a beard and a cowboy hat resting atop his head, however it was different from skull face's hat, more fitting to his clothing style as well. a sigh left your lips as you stared down at the ground for a moment, eyebrows furrowing in thought before a conclusion finally came up in your mind.

You looked up at the men, shifting your hips in a more comfortable position. You nodded your head, running a hand through your hair. "I'll help, as long as you promise that he won't be harmed." You stated, and the better dressed man nodded before he cut the rope around your wrist. "What are your names?" you questioned, looking around at all of them. They were all much taller than you, not to say you were short or anything, you were average height, they were all just giants.

Mohawk stepped forward first with a big smile, and began gesturing around to the men in camp. "Im John, or Soap, our leader is Price, and that's Kyle but we call him Gaz, and then this big guy is Ghost. Just Ghost.." Soap was introduced, and you shook his hand firmly before shaking Price and then Gaz' hand. You stared at Ghost, narrowing your eyes as you stared at him before shaking his hand. He gripped your hand tight for a moment, even as you tried to pull away he didn't let go until he was ready, giving your hand one last squeeze before dropping your hand. Ghost then tipped his hat to you, leaving in silence. a huff left your lips and as the men scattered around to busy themselves you wiped the dirt off your pants. If you were back in the outlaw gig, you might as well look the part.

You walked up to Soap and you tapped him on the shoulder. "Soap, will you take me to my cabin outside of town? my gear is stored there and i'd like to get it." You requested, and he nodded with a grin. "Sure i'll take ya friend! just- don't do nothin' stupid alright? I'm not afraid to put a bullet in your head." He stated, and you nodded with a nervous expression. "I don't plan on stabbing you in the back." You explained as you followed him to his horse which was tethered up to one of the trees.

The trip to your little cabin didn't take that long, and in no time you had your sheriff's clothes off and you were back into the clothes that held so much history for you. Once you were dressed you had just one final touch, and as you exited the cabin where soap was waiting you slowly raised your arm, and you placed your signature hat down on your head, a light smile gracing your lips as you walked over to him. "I ain't no killer no more, but i sure am back in business." You told him, before putting your fingers up to your mouth, whistling loudly. It took a few minutes but you eventually heard the sound of galloping approaching closer and closer, and out of the tall brush emerged your horse. "You stupid boy" You scolded as you walked up to the fine steed, patting his broad neck before getting up onto the saddle, making yourself comfortable as you turned to Soap. "Ready? let's head back to camp." you requested, and with that you and soap rode- more like raced back to camp, and luckily enough for you, you had memorized the way out and you beat soap in the camp, skidding to a stop as he entered the clearing with a defeated look on his face.

Your boisterous laugh carried out through the camp as you tethered up your horse with soap, making your way to everyone else gathered around the campfire in the center of camp. the skull faced man- Ghost, piped up upon your return. "You seem like you two had fun… nice clothes sheriff." He pointed out, nodding his head to you in a quick motion before lifting his mask down just enough to take a sip of tea, pulling the mask up right after. A hum left your lips and you found a seat beside him and Soap, immediately being handed a cup of coffee by Price, you thanked him immediately, taking a sip as you stared in the fire.

"so, the last time I heard from König was about a year ago maybe? He sent me a letter after we parted ways, and he told me he would be heading up to Montana for some work. He also used to stay in a hovel in Oregon. I doubt he is still there hence the letter, but he could have left some clues behind to tell us where exactly he is." You explained, sipping your cup of coffee once more, Price hummed in agreement, liking the idea you proposed.

"Alright then, we leave at the crack of dawn tomorrow morning." He stated, standing up and leaving the fore which left no room for argument. The sun was already setting, and because of the trees blocking the sun it was significantly darker in camp, but lamps were strewn about as well as the light from the campfire. Ghost then stood up, gesturing for you to follow him. And follow him as you make your way to a large tent. He opened the flap for you, and you went inside first with him close behind. On the ground there were two bedrolls, one was a bit cluttered with items and trinkets while the other was completely empty. "You'll be sharing a tent with me. So I can keep an eye on you, understand?" He asked and you nodded, setting your hat down on the top of the bedroll. "Understood Ghost." You answered, turning around only to see that he had disappeared. a huff left your lips, however you wasted no time to get comfortable in your bedroll, you were tired and it had been a long and hot day.

So with your head resting upon your arms you let your eyes flutter closed and you fell asleep. And by the next morning you knew the hunt for König would begin.

#fanfiction #call of duty: moderm warefare 2 #outlaw au #simon “ghost” riley #simon riley x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #john soap mactavish #john price #kyle gaz garrick #cod könig #cod ghost #cod soap #cod gaz #wild west

[ashafox]

Bounty hunter Ivan x Outlaw Alfred

#myshit #hetalia #aph #hws #rusame #aph russia #aph america #hws america #hws russia #outlaw au

[trueraven560507]

Outlaw AU? Outlaw AU.

#moondrop #fnaf moon #sundrop #fnaf sun #fnaf #fnaf eclipse #outlaw au

[daywalkers-fic]

some otp outlaw banter:

“What's up with you?” “The way you’re looking at me (swoons) it’s like you’re staring right into my soul...” “Nice try: you don’t have one.”

“Morning, love. Anything new for me today?” “A bullet between your eyes if you call me that again.”

“I'm more of an 'actions-speak-louder-than-words' kind.” “Don’t worry, if the explosion wasn’t clear enough, you screaming 'FUCK YOU!' into the fire definitely sent a message.”

“You said you’d take me shopping!” “No—I said I’d take you to the market to scout our next hit.” “Fine. I guess that still counts.”

#otp prompts #dialogue prompt #dialogue #outlaw #outlaw au #writing prompt #writing #writeblr #otp dialogue

[k3nnyonly1]

Just want to draw some Cowboy 🤠

YEE HAWWWW 👢💥 also can help me practice drawing horse anatomy :)

#welcome home #barnaby b beagle #julie joyful #wild west au #welcome home art #welcome home arg #partycoffin #artwork #outlaw au #welcome home outlaw au #This is my au! #I called it Outlaw AU! #Waiit… WHERE WALLY? #Bro is robbing howdy agagain!!!

[iggydabirdkid]

Thank you @just-a-tiny-goldfish for giving me the wonderful idea of an Outlaw AU which beamed this almost fully formed scene directly into my brain. I may write more to this at some point, after I finish writing all my other stuff 🤣

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Ah! There she is! Not that the Marshall was a hard woman to spot in any circumstance but you were starting to wonder if she’d show up today at all given the late hour. The false smirk finds itself sitting comfortably upon your lips and you saunter over to where she sits in the booth in a darkened corner of the saloon, looking ever bit a brooding heroine.

“Well howdy there Marshall,” you purr as you lean a hip against the table and tilt your head, showing off the pale stretch of your neck, “What can I get for you today?” You lean in towards her far more than would be modest if this place was anywhere else, “The usual?” your practiced smile is firm and it turns into something a tad more playful when her eyes very briefly flick down to where your bodice reveals the freckled tops of your bosoms. Your smile turns into a grin when you watch her face darken before she quickly looks away.

She clears her throat, “The usual. Yes. Thank you Annabelle.”

“You’re very welcome,” you lower your voice as you lay on the charm and brush your fingers over where her hand rests against the grainy wooden table. She doesn’t shift away. You look towards the bar and placing two fingers in your mouth you blow a short yet sharp whistle and the woman standing serving drinks gives you a short nod. You don’t know her name. You never bother to ask, “So then Marshall,” you withdraw your hand and step back before sitting in the seat opposite, “Any luck so far catching that Outlaw?”

“Which one?” she laughs, finally turning her attention back to you. You raise an eyebrow but otherwise stay silent, “Ah, Firecracker then.” You adjust the bandana atop your head, “No luck as of yet no. Fortunately.”

“Fortunately?” you repeat, lowering your voice conspiratorially as you place you palms on the table and lean in. You fight to keep the smirk from your face but when the Marshall looks at you with eyes dark and uncertain, the small smile that your lips had started to form is dispelled, “I know that look,” you lean back into the not very comfortable booth. You have no idea why she keeps coming back here just to sit in the same horrid spot each time, “What is it?” you ask, “What has you thinking so?”

“Annabelle have you ever doubted yourself?” she asks and the question catches you by surprise.

“How so?” you squint and your words leave your mouth in a hesitant manner. She places her arms on the table and stares down at her hands as she laces her fingers together.

“Sometimes I’m not sure if what I’m doing… the path I’m taking… I just wonder if I’m doing the right thing.”

#Outlaw AU #everytime I am presented with new ideas #i have to write the scenes that form in my mind immediatly #otherwise they will be lost forever #Annie Kane #julia ortega

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

Outlaw Katsuki who’s crew is frequently hired by the upper class to transport goods across states but he certainly doesn’t expect his highest paying job to be taking you to your new fiancé across rough country.

You’re a pain in the ass, and entirely too smart and pretty for your own good. It’s one of his most annoying jobs, despite how well its gonna set up his crew for winter.

But somewhere between arguments about riding ahead, and that one time you both got separated from everyone else during a rough storm, those irritated glares turned softer and those scratchy blankets shoved in your shivering hands became his limbs wrapping around you.

And all too suddenly it’s become his hardest job for a much different reason

#outlaw Katsuki #mha #t writes #cowboy anon writes #thecowboyanon writes #bakugou #Bakugou x reader #cowboy! Katsuki #outlaw au #Wild West au

[luwyv]

Your Ganon and Link enjoying some sweets?

I’m having the biggest craving for pudding so that what they are eating

#asks #loz au #loz #outlaw au #i have been working on this AU in the shadows and I’m very exited on how the story is turning out