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yandere-writer-momo · 4 months
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As a follower who is also fatherless over the past few years, yes please, more Jack Henry. I want to make him my new daddy. And I want him to make me a mommy… 🙈🙈🙈🍆💦
Is this who we are as a society? 😭😭 because me too.
@amisalami03
First piece: You Are My Sunshine
Yandere Head Canon: Hold Onto Me
Yandere Dilf Sheriff x Afab Reader
TW: breeding kink, body worship, dubcon (alcohol), etc
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His calloused hands eagerly ran over the smooth skin of your stomach and hips. His lips fervently pressed against your navel, his scruff lightly scratching your delicate skin like tiny knives. It tickled
Earlier you had downed so much beer until your head rested on his shoulder and your hands squeezed his biceps. You told him he was strong and handsome… didn’t that mean you wanted him too?
Jack ignored the way you drunkenly tried to push his head away. You’d want this… you cried on his shoulder about how you couldn’t find a husband and he was more than willing to take that spot after he made you his woman tonight. And every night that followed
Jack ran his tongue down the fabric of your panties. He was undaunted from the way your body instantly recoiled at the touch.
“These have to go, darlin.” Jack huskily whispered, his fingers hook around the band of your underwear before he teasingly slid them down your thighs.
A low whistle escaped his lips as he eyed your bare body up and down. “Such a pretty thing you are… can’t believe you was hidin this under all yer clothes.”
You can only whine when he pressed a lingeries kiss to your lower regions before he dove right in. His lips eagerly sucked and licked you like you were his last meal.
Your head spun from the alcohol and the tumultuous lust that began to be built up in you from his ministrations. Your fingers tangled in his brown locks as you arched your back.
“Taste so fuckin good… ya’ve probably never had a man do this to ya.” Jack chuckled before he pulled his head away, his lips covered in your juices. “But I can take ya to new levels of pleasure.”
Jack guides your hand to touch the thick bulge in his boxers. You could feel him twitch in your palm in excitement.
“I’m gonna make ya my wife but first…” Jack guided your hand to pull down his boxers. His erect cock nearly jumped out to greet you. “I’m gonna make ya a mother.”
Jack scrambled to kneel between your legs. The sheriff spits a little on his palm to rub it up and down his shaft. The precum and saliva mixed together for more lubricant. “I’ve been wantin to do this fer so long now… ya have no idea how much a I want you.”
You try to scoot back but Jack grabs your leg and yanks you back towards him. A chuckle left his muscular chest. “No need to be so shy… I ain’t gonna bite ya… not yet at least.”
You gasp when you feel him slide the tip up and down your slit. Your eyes wide and your lips slightly parted as fear begun to over take you. There was no way he’d fit in you… he was so big.
“(Your name)? I love ya.” A scream erupted from your lips when he fully sheathed himself into you in one thrust. Your nails dug into his back to try to deal with the pain of the stretch. Your body trembled as it stretched to accommodate him. A hiss escaped Jack’s throat.
“So fuckin tight! I knew yer pussy would be good…” You just hold onto him as he stayed still and peppered your face with tender kisses. “My wife’s so perfect…”
You gasp when he gave one shallow thrust. Pleasure consumed your body from how deep he was. How he hit spots you didn’t even know you had… and Jack noticed your shift in mood immediately. A smirk now on his lips.
“Ya like that? Well,” Jack leaned down to whisper, his scruff tickled the shell of your ear. “This ‘ere is just the beginnin. Haven’t even started yet, darlin.”
And that’s when he begins to thrust. Your hands held him close as the mattress creaked beneath the two of you. You could see the bulge on your stomach from where his body met yours. The older man mumbled incoherent curses and praises as he began to fuck into you like a wild animal
“I’m gonna get your fuckin pregnant. Gonna give you a baby.” Jack hissed as his thrusts became sloppy. “Won’t let ya say no to bein mine. Gonna fuck this ‘ere perfect pussy every fuckin day till you know who you belong to…”
You only moan and gasp as he throws your legs over his shoulders so that you’re in a perfect mating press. His lips pressed against yours in a searing kiss as you felt your high slowly start to approach.
“Love ya so much… just be mine.” Jack hissed as he moved his lips to press hot kisses on your neck. “Yer all mine… my beautiful darlin.”
And that’s when he bit down on the junction between your shoulder and neck. The coil within you unraveled as you screamed out his name.
“Jack! Jack!” And that’s when you feel him shudder as a hot, sticky substance fills your womb. The sheriff whined as he continued to fuck into you , desperate to keep his and your high going for as long as possible until he inevitably goes soft.
“Fuck… fuck.” Jack collapsed on you and kissed the angry red mark he left on your neck. His mark. “That was amazin, darlin.”
You gasp when he suddenly flips your body on top of his. A smirk on his rugged face. “But it’s not over yet. Gotta make sure yer gonna be bearin my child.”
Jack rubbed your lovehandles with a smirk. “Now ya gonna ride this cowboy all night, darlin. Till the neighbors know my name and whose god damn baby yer gonna be havin.”
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yxami · 11 months
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Pls give my cow man something, I, the lone cow stan is dehydrated
I’m also a Leon lover !!
He wears shorts 24/7 on the farm. And he likes collecting fruits and little critters on his way back from being outside all day.
He’ll bring you crickets and mice he caught with his bare hands, almost acting like a barn cat rather a cowboy.
Sometimes you’ll have to save him out of a fence or two because he thought he could slip through but his plump lower half would always get him stuck.
His favorite fruit is strawberries so when they’re ripe, he’ll shove a few in his pocket and mouth. He gets caught 75% of the time with pink residue on his mouth with his messy eating.
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vaguely-yandere · 2 years
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Can we have some more cowboy yandere?
yeehaw babes!!!!!! safe a horse n ride cowboy yandere instead <3
i like to think of cowboy Yan as like.... kind of a blushing bride but also a giant perv, ya know? stalking you all the time and with this heat... well, they just wouldn't be able to stop themselves from staring from time to time! but they're a romantic about stuff, ya know?
if you ever did decide to get down n dirty with em, they'd try so hard to make it romantic. incense, candles, quiet music, massage oil, warm bath before everything, really taking their time to please you and make you happy. they scrub the oil and sweat out of your scalp, they gently exfoliate your back, they massage all the knots and aches out of your body and jeez!!!!! just imagine their cute face when they get to your more "delicate" areas (their words)
avoiding eye contact, tugging on their collar, audibly gulping, it's kinda comedic in a cute way! and i bet theyre obsessed with you riding them, whether their face or their strap/dick or hell, even their thigh, they don't care as long as you look down at them and smile!!! so cute!!! just imagine their face squished in between your legs, wrists bound to their bedposts (which they made themselves), hips bucking up as they eat you out with a rabid desperation so intense you can't even think !!!!! cheeks squished, nose bent, eyes barely open, so cute!!!
and you KNOW they have a thing for getting teased in semi public areas!!! flirty touches, bending over in front of em, unbuttoning ur shirt and/or pants, pressing your hips against theirs, all while someone is only a few feet away? fastest way to get them to make a mess in their wranglers
and i know the whole town is weird. if y'all ever get married, i just know they'd lie down on the altar and have you ride em till the sun sets with the whole town watching, seeing your pretty little petticoat (what kinda cowboy doesn't appreciate a good skirt?) fluff up and out as you work yourself to orgasm over and over
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yanderemommabean · 1 year
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Do you think August would ever get physical/restrain his darling if they tried to leave him?
Oh absolutely, but he'd be as careful as he could the entire time. He knows his own strength, and he has to wrangle animals on the farm a lot as well, so his speed and stamina are quite high.
If he thinks you're trying to leave him, or if shit hits the fan and you try to escape, he'll be more than able to restrain you with his strength alone
-Mommabean
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wordsbymae · 2 years
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Eli Finch Alphabet 18+
Bastard, feral man! I literally conjured this man into my mind involuntarily and now he's stuck there. First time I've done something like this so hopefully you guys like it! I've based this on an alphabet template I saw credited to @/dear-yandere. I will probably do a much more in-depth one, about how he met the reader and some background info, but I thought this would be a good starter! Also, there is a bit of an NSFW section but I'll warn you before :) Also swearing!!! I see him as Jack O'Connell but see him as you like! 18+
Also, I haven't published the majority of the story yet so most of this is just can be seen as a character study as I have left some things a bit vague to not spoilt potential future plots. If you want to read the beginning of his series go here!
Okay before we get into it, let's cover the basics.
Eli is a bastard through and through. His early years were not kind and in order to survive, he did what he needed to do. Stealing, lying, cheating, violence, manipulation, etc. Now I know what you're wondering, but why does the reader care so much for him? Why do they seem to not care about his more violent tendencies? Simple, he refuses to let you see that side of him. Ever since you showed him a crumb of kindness he vowed to always protect you and that means protecting you from the sides of him that border on monstrous. That doesn't mean he won't use his skills for your benefit. We've seen that he is more than willing to lie, cheat and steal to get you whatever your heart desires.
Those jewels look real pretty on you sweetheart
Also, he is a naturally charismatic person and while he hates the idea of physically hurting you or you seeing him be violent, he has no moral objections to using his charms to manipulate you. In fact, he's been manipulating you since the first moment you met. Although it has been in small, innocent-seeming ways, he's been in control of your friendship since the beginning. Not that you had any idea though.
You wouldn't want to break my heart now would you darling?
NSFW:
This man is a fucking massive perv. He's been thinking of fucking you since the day he got an accidental sneak peek down by the river (okay so maybe it wasn't an accident as he claims). But I'm not just talking about just thinking about it, I mean he takes active steps to get as much intimacy from you as possible (even before his change). Whether it be from you yourself, hugging a bit too long and too tight and leaning a bit too close behind you when you are kneading dough.
But sweetheart! I'm just giving you a hand! Don't you want me to give you a helping hand?
Or the way he forces intimacy with you via your things.
You two are sitting up in your room, teaching him to read
You are doing so well!
Do you really think so darling? With all this hard work I think I deserve a reward. How bout a kiss?
When you suddenly get called away by your parents. Hogs to be fed, chickens to be plucked. He doesn't mind, it gives him some alone time with your things. Your soiled clothes, your pretty undergarments and all the time in the world to imagine what you would look like bent over your desk in the corner.
He may love and cherish you but if you think that's gonna stop him from fucking your undergarments (I hate the world panties and we use the word undies in Australia, so argue with a wall, also it's the 1800s) and putting them back like nothing happened your dead wrong.
Then there's the brothel (let's all ignore the existence of STI/Ds please and thank you). After a particularly hard and restless day of trying not to fuck you like an animal bent over the closest surface he can find or hell even the floor, Eli is forced to look elsewhere. He'll take a nice stroll down to the brothel, there he'll find whichever worker looks the most like you
(Also I just want to say sex workers deserve respect. fun fact sex workers in the wild west were often quite rich and would build a lot of the infrastructure of a town, that was why prostitution was outlawed to stop them from gaining a lot of money.)
He'll imagine fucking you the entire time, and will definitely cry out your name throughout the entire thing. The first few times he got the worker to say things like how much you loved him and how you would let him take care of you, but the voice didn't match up so since then the only sound that can be heard is his grunts and moans, and your name being cried out. The worker doesn't mind, they get paid well with all the money Eli stole from the other patrons at the bar.
And this was all before he got turned.
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A = Affection (How do they show their love and affection?)
Oh boy. If there is one thing that defines Eli, it's the length he would go to show you affection. Quite a large part of this is his belief that it is right and proper for a man to provide for those they love. While Eli didn't have a very good childhood, he did have a good father. A strong and devout man who would do anything for his family (even get killed). So this idea of providing for someone was heavily ingrained into Eli from a young age.
However, he missed the lesson about right and wrong. I spoke before about his criminal ways, most of which he keeps hidden away from you. But he will use his skills to pinch small shiny trinkets to place just outside your window when you get mad at him. Blackmail to make sure you are crowned Autumn harvest Queen/King, and his disregard for personal property when he rips pretty flowers from Mrs Colton's garden to give you when you came running to tell him you were to be crowned the Autumn Harvest King/Queen.
Did you hear Eli! Can you believe it? Me!
Of course I believe it, sweetpea! How could they choose anyone else?
And that's not even getting into the amount of physical affection he gives you. Kisses on cheeks, surprise hugs from behind, playing with your hair as you lay along the bank of the river and all the while oblivious you thinking that's just what friends do.
B = Blood (How messy are they willing to get when it comes to you?)
man oh man, you have no idea. Before the change, Eli was already a violent man. Constantly picking fights with anyone who got in his way. Most of the time there wasn't even a good reason for him to break jaws or noses. He just wanted a fight. But if he needed to defend you? If you were threatened in some way? It would be a bloodbath. He would have either just gone straight for his revolver or if he knew he could win, his bare hands would do. Thankfully there had never been a reason for him to defend you. You would never be seen in the areas where Eli lurked looking for trouble, and those you were in the company of were good God-fearing folk.
But after his change? Even a man looking at you for too long would cause him to snap. Not only was he more aggressive now, but he was also a downright predator. Before the change, he would have just started the fight then and there. But now? He would watch and wait, stalk his prey until the opportune moment to strike. These moments were often along dark alleyways or narrow pathways along the outskirts of town. His favourite moments to attack were out on the plains, that way he could take as long as he wanted and didn't have to worry about anyone hearing the screams.
C = Cruelty (How would they treat you? Would they mock/tease you?)
Eli is definitely someone who would tease, but not mock. He's not a very cruel person, at least to you. To you, he is the almost perfect gentleman. Almost, because he looks through his fingers when you ask him to cover his eyes when you get changed down by the river. But other than his less-than-savoruy ways, he truly is a gentleman to you. He is kind and sweet, always pushes in your chair, opens doors, and pays for anything you buy when you go out together. He definitely teases though. He will tease you about anything, what and how you say things, what your wearing, how you act around people
Careful darling, keep acting like that and that boy is gonna think he has a chance at the heaven between your legs
Aw, come on sweetheart! I'm only telling the truth! It's not my fault boys like him are dimwits who think they have a chance. We both know he's never gonna get between your legs. You're too good for a man like that, I mean you're as pretty as a Georgia peach and twice as sweet!
Pretty much all the time his teasing could be called flirting. Which it is, he is flirting with you. Unfortunately for him, you've been friends for so long that you've just decided that it's just his way of being friends.
That is the extent of his cruelty with you, sometimes he does take it further but that's for another time. On the other hand, his cruelty to others has no limit. I mentioned above he enjoys when he can take his time with those he kills. I won't say much, but I will say he is pretty handy with a knife.
D = Darling (Would they do anything against your will?)
Fuck no, not outright forcing you to do things. I mentioned previously he had a good father figure and that was the first thing his father ever taught him. Real men don't force themselves on others. But let's be real this is the 1800s and consent wasn't as black and white as it is/should be today. While a maybe isn't a yes today, telling him maybe is like giving him a free pass. And I don't exclusively mean sexual or intimate things. It can be as simple as jumping from the rope swing by the creek or sneaking out with him to much much bigger things. I mentioned before he doesn't mind manipulating you to get what he wants from you.
However!!!!!! As soon as a no or a stop leaves your mouth he is stopping instantly. He takes his pleasure in being able to make you say yes of your own accord, not forcing it.
I think there are instances when he might manhandle you a bit to rein you in but they are when he is at the end of his rope and has run out of patience.
E = Exposed (How much of their heart do they bare to you? How vulnerable are they when it comes to you?)
Eli acts like a very confident and arrogant person, which he is, but there is sadness within him on the act of his childhood. You know hardly anything. He refuses to tell you anything other than the very basics and even then he has shifted than a bit. It is the 1800s so anything seen as a weakness in emotion is looked down upon. Although Eli knows you wouldn't do that to him but it is so ingrained in him that it would be many more years before the whole story is revealed.
F = Fight (How would they feel if you fought them?)
Physically? He would just laugh. Even before his change, this man was working as a ranchhand and stockman. He has spent years working hard and fighting anything that looked his way. So when play fighting began it wasn't long before you were calling for mercy, although he often pretends to not hear you so he could spend a few more moments pressed up tight against your ass and hands gripped tightly round your waist or chest. You always get mad that he keeps his switchblade in his pocket when you wrestle (it isn't his pocket knife). After the change, there was no question he would win, even if you threatened him with a gun or knife that the same laugh would come through and you would know that you were in for a long night.
G = Game (How much of this is a game to them?)
This man's whole life is one big game. He is constantly looking for ways to joke around and have some fun but don't be mistaken. He may tease and cause mischief but this man can switch between fun and games to a steal-hearted killer in a moment. It all depends on who he is dealing with.
H = Hell (What would be your worst experience with them?)
I have some things in the works regarding this, but one that sticks out is the moment you realise that he isn't the same Eli you knew and loved and that there was no way for him to change back. It would involve lotta blood and gore and the crumbling realisation that you might never have known Eli at all.
I = Ideals (What kind of future do they have in mind for/with you?)
Eli has it all mapped out. A fancy homestead on a hill with white shutters and pretty blue doors. A few 80 acres for some steers and some mares. A pretty garden out the front for you and a large red barn for him (filled with chains and shackles). He wants enough room for all the kids he plans to have (he has yet to ask you how many if you want any at all). He wants you to name them all, he thinks it's only fair since he's gonna change your last name (oh how gentlemanly). He really just wants what was taken from him when he was a child. This time is gonna be different though, this time he will be strong enough to protect his family (like his father should have been)
J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?)
Oh yeah, this boy gets jealous. I went into it a bit above. After the change, it really only takes someone looking at you wrong to set him off. He'll stalk them all the way to their home, and just before they set foot on their property he's dragging them off into the wilds for a quick lesson in manners.
K = Kisses (How do they act around you?)
He is constantly checking you out. Always watch what you're doing and offering to help in any way. Teases like it's his fucking job. Joking around about how your father hasn't married you off yet (never gonna fucking happen, there's a reason your father doesn't ask suitors over anymore) and if both of you are still without spouses by a certain age you should just marry each other (wow so subtle)
I think it's a great idea sweet cheeks. I mean think about it! We're already the best of friends, why can't we just be the best of friend's in our marital bed!
ow! No need to hit so hard darling, if you wanted me to get on my knees you only had to ask.
L = Love letters (How would they go about courting or approaching you?)
This man has been courting you since day one, you are just too much of an oblivious idiot to see it. I have said this before and I'll keep saying it until the cows come home, this man would steal the crown jewels for you. He's been leaving you trinkets outside your window for years now, sometimes wildflowers and sometimes whole clothing he's nabbed from someone's laundry line.
Oh, how you wound me, darling! Refusing to try on the fruits of my hard labour! Come on sweetheart, for me? I promise I won't peek.
He definitely peeks and has to excuse himself to take care of a situation behind the stables.
M = Mask (Are their true colours drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?)
Oh yeah, I think I've explained it enough so I won't go too in-depth but it's really night and day. You get all the best of Eli, all his kindness and love. Those who aren't so lucky get the worst.
N = Naughty (How would they punish you?)
*good girl/boy is used*
Not physically, unless you did something he really didn't like, but in small (toxic) ways. You no longer get little trinkets outside your window, he isn't waiting at the river for you and he won't talk to you when you do see him. He acts like you don't exist. After a few days of this torture, it's too much for you. You've been crying yourself to sleep and you can't take any more. You sneak out in the middle of the night to confront him. As soon as you see him you burst into tears. All he does is take you in his arms and slowly pat your back.
Have you learned your lesson now sweet pea? No more talking with that boy, alright? We don't want him getting ideas do we peaches? Good girl/boy
Oh my goodness I nearly forgot!! This man would have a thing for spanking you. I mean you bent over his knees with his hands all over that ass? Say no more. But I think this would only come in when you do something that could have ended in you getting hurt.
I thought I told you to never do that without me, darling. Stop your crying now, there's no way you're getting out of this one. So be a good girl/boy for once and do as your told
O = Oppression (How many rights would they take away from you?)
*primarily female reader*
Welp, it's the 1800s so if you're a woman (or really anyone other than a white man) boy do I have some bad news for you. Can't really take away rights you don't have. If he were to take rights away, it would all be legal in the sense that as your husband (it was bound to happen really) he really has the last say. So if you try and make a run for it, you'll just be sent right back. On the other hand, it could be a lot worse for you. It just wasn't a great time to be a woman in America (or anywhere really).
P = Patience (How patient are they with you?)
For you? He has all the time in the world. He is more than happy to partake in anything that takes your fancy, even if it may be seen as annoying by others or something seemingly pointless like showing him a rock you found. When it relates to you it's the most important thing in the world. However, put yourself in harm's way or god forbid flirt with another man, things will hit the fan. Not towards you though, no his anger is directly targeted at the fucker who thinks it's ok to flirt with another man's claim.
Q = Quit (If you die or leave would they ever be able to move on?)
Nope, no, never. If you die then that's it, game over. He'll probably mourn for you in the wildness of the north in some forest thousands of miles away from anything that reminds him of you. If you leave???? It doesn't matter if you went to the ends of the earth and back, Eli will drag you back kicking and screaming right back to where you belong, underneath beside him.
All in all, it's you or nothing.
R = Regret (Would they ever feel guilty about abducting you? Would they ever let you go?)
Can't really get into this yet, but I think a very very very small part of him would feel guilt but the majority of him is just overjoyed to have you as his, finally.
S = Stigma (What brought about this side of them [childhood, curiosity, etc]?)
Oh, definitely childhood but that's another story for another day.
T = Tears (How do they feel about seeing you scream, cry, and/or isolate yourself?)
It depends on what type of crying. I think some light tears would result in some teasing.
Come on peaches am I really that bad? Here I thought you liked me. You sure seemed to like me last night. How bout we stop these tears and have some fun?
but ugly sobbing? That's a different story. He is a true protector at heart so it would cause some emotional damage to him. Although it does give him a good excuse to get close to you.
Screaming? He would find it a bit silly and ridiculous. You've known each other for years so this is no way friends act around each other. This is where I see the manhandling come into effect
Is this really how your gonna act? Like a child? I think your way past acting like that at your age. But If I need to put you in your place, so be it
Isolating yourself? How? this man is in your business 24/7. You can't even try to ignore him, he's just so annoying
U = Unique (Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?)
I can't really think of anything at this stage. There are so many good writers out there with all their own little quirks added into their writing so I really don't know how Eli differs. If I had to make a choice, it would be that his yandere tendencies aren't really acted upon you but onto those around you. if that makes sense? If he never turned, you might never have known how willing to kill for you he was.
V = Vice (What weakness can you exploit in order to escape?)
Lust for sure! This man has wanted to fuck you for years. He's so horny for you, he couldn't see a trap being laid from a mile away.
Well, would you look at that! Ain't that a pretty sight! And all for me? you spoil me, darling!
(flashforward to him being knocked out by a wile e. coyote-looking trap with his pants around his ankles)
W = Wit’s end (Would they ever physically hurt you?)
Not in an extreme sense but a little punishment for trying to do something dangerous he told you to never ever do? Oh yeah. You'll be bent over his knee quicker than you can say I'm sorry.
X = Xoanon (How much would they revere or worship you? To what length would they go to win you over?)
This man worships the hell out of you. You were the first person to show him kindness after his tragic childhood. Since then you are the apple of his eye. He would do anything for you, no questions asked. You tell him some people have been rude to you, and he'll ask how many graves he needs to dig. Moreover, your body? His temple. That place between your legs? The altar on which he worships you. This man is a simp.
Y = Yearn (How long do they pine after you before they snap?)
This one is quite tricky. If he never turned, I think he might have never really "snapped". I think he would have eventually told you what he really felt and it would have been a happily ever after situation - he had actually planned on telling you before he left for mustering but talked himself out of it. But with him changing everything went downhill, all the raw emotions he had were multiplied and the love he had before exploded into obsession. If we are looking at it as a before and after sorta thing, as soon as he changed he snapped. He had been pining after you for years and now all those emotions, which were strong already, became tenfold.
Z = Zenith (Would they ever break you?)
Break in a physical way? No.
In a mental way? Never, your personality is the one thing he loves the most about you - that and your thighs.
In an emotional way? Oh yeah, he's gonna wear you down until you can't find the strength to say no to the ring he's placing on your finger.
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idanceuntilidie · 5 months
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Can I request a yandere!cowboy x male reader please
I tried my best it’s the first time i wrote a cowboy and in the middle of my research i got distracted by home on the range sobs
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In a small town the news spread like wildfire, it is very typical and you expected that.
Your pa passed away recently, and he passed his farm onto you. Tired from the noise of the city you decided not to sell it but just move in.
It wasn’t easy, getting up at the crack of dawn was hard getting used to and the farm was huge. You wondered how in the world pa was able to take care of everything himself.
Well the answer came to you actually, on a beautiful black horse.
You were running around the farm, trying to find the forage for pigs.
When you noticed someone on a horse riding in the direction of the farm. You stopped in your tracks as you watched a man hop off the horse.
Hm, you have an intruder on your farm.
You should do something, but you only watched as the stranger took off his hat and ran his hand through his hair.
“My my, aren’t ya just a cutie”
Your face burned when his honey brown eyes looked into yours. You didn’t know if it was from the sun of the hot cowboy that appeared out of nowhere.
Noticing your state you saw him chuckle lightly.
“I’m Cassidy, I helped your pops when he was around, my condolences by the way” “Oh OH it’s fine really uh uh I’m Y/N”
And thus that’s how your friendship bloomed, Cass helped you around the farm and in return you cooked for him. It was peaceful, almost.
The only weird thing that happened was people in the town thinking you two were together, when you asked Cass about it he laughed and said it’s just some rumors that people liked to spread.
Haha yeah there is no way he could be feeling something towards you right? Right?
The question buzzed in your mind as you groggily opened your eyes to see that you weren’t in your room but in the kitchen tied up to a chair.
What in the world happened to you?
The sun was shining brightly at your face, making your furrow your eyebrows and eyes gloss over, then you heard a familiar chuckle.
“Cass..?” You croaked, feeling so tired.
“Hi Sweetpea, slept well?”
“What did you..” you groaned in pain, you heard Cass get closer to you, grabbing your face
so you would look at him.
“ ‘m so sorry that it had to come to this sweets, you’re so dense it was cute”
His grasp was harsh, painful even. It made you whine in pain.
You closed your eyes out of pain.
Cassidys hot breath tickled your face, as you felt him lean in and kiss you.
“You’re mine now sweetpea”
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suiana · 1 year
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Here me out.. cowboy yandere, he’s his towns sweetheart lending a hand to everyone he knows. Perhaps reader moves to his small town to get away from all the chaos the city holds. He takes an interest in them and shows them around town, helping them get used to their new surroundings and then begins growing an obsession with them… ( I just love southern men and their accents 😮‍💨 )
✎ yandere! cowboy headcanons . . .
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✎ warnings . . .
― obsessiveness, stalking etc.
(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)
✎ yandere! cowboy who is the town's sweetheart! always so charming and kind, he's the model citizen :)
✎ yandere! cowboy who takes notice of a newcomer in his small little town of his. oh? a newbie, he should definitely show them around!
✎ yandere! cowboy who is immediately hooked the second he comes face to face with you. oh dear... you're so adorable... and he has an unfortunate obsession with cute things you know?
✎ yandere! cowboy who speaks to you with that accent of his that has you melting in his hands. it's just so attractive! you can't help yourself :( worry not, your dearest cowboy adores your cute behaviour <3
✎ yandere! cowboy who has the citizens of his close and connected town keep a watchful eye on you. he knows that he can't be with you 24/7, he'll try to though, so he will just have to rely on the others to help him care for you!
✎ yandere! cowboy who can't help but develop an obsession over you that is constantly growing. he can't help himself... you're the first person to attract his attention in this town of his!
✎ yandere! cowboy who is always by your side, showing your around town, telling you about legends... you should know more about this town after all! you'll be staying here for quite some time :) hopefully for the rest of your life haha!
✎ yandere! cowboy who loves listening to you talk about your old life in the big city. he absolutely adores the way you get so worked up over the littlest of things! it's so cute~
✎ yandere! cowboy who is just so smitten with you that it's cute. imagine a big strong man following you around like a lost puppy, yup, that's him. and it'll be like that for a while. so get comfortable or you'll be in for a hell of a time!
✎ "you're so good to me sugar."
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silassinclair · 1 month
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It’s my first time requesting, so I’m sorry if you don’t understand my bad english ;-;
May I request a GN readerx Yandere Wild West Outlaw (my brain can’t remember his name) with a reader who sleeps anywhere on anything? There will be one time this man has seen his darling somehow out of the ropes and is sleeping on the roof.
I understand if you don’t wanna do this request, but if you do it thank you from the bottom of my heart! <3
Always take care and take a break when needed~
This request is so silly I have to do it. Also your english is great, don’t sweat it!!
Yandere Wild West Outlaw x Sleepy Reader
CW// Nothing, just wholesomeness
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It’s yours and Maddox’s first night together after he took you from your home. You two are camping out in the desert by a cave. There’s a small fire lit and Maddox’s horse Jasper is munching on some carrots.
But it’s been awfully quiet, the outlaw thinks. Why is it so quiet?
He realizes it’s because of you! You’re usually always thrashing and screaming at him and now you aren’t!
He also realizes that you’re no where to be found… It makes him panic slightly. He shoots up from where he’s sat and he looks around the camp. The desert is dangerous, what if you got stung by a scorpion or bit by a rattlesnake!?
“You come out from where you’re hidin’ missy! Or I outta shoot-”
He nearly trips and falls flat on his face. Looking down he sees you taking a dirt nap, quite literally in the dirt. How did you get so far away from camp? Did you sleep walk? Fall asleep while trying to escape? Whatever it is Maddox doesn’t give a damn, he’s glad he found you.
“You’re a dumb little thing. What would you do without me?”
From this moment onward Maddox sees a repeating pattern. You sleep anytime, anywhere. And on occasion you can even “teleport”. He thought about calling a priest to perform an exorcism on you once.
“Sweet Jesus, this ain’t possible… How’d ya get out here!?”
When you fall asleep while on his horse he sits you in front of him so he can act as a back rest. He doesn’t want you falling off now.
Loves it when you fall asleep on him. You’re so vulnerable when you’re asleep like this. He can touch you without getting yelled at or smacked. So he takes advantage of it.
Combs his hands through your pretty locks of hair and caresses your plush cheeks. Sometimes when you squirm in your sleep from a nightmare he shushes you like a baby and rocks you back and forth.
Stays by your side from now on when you’re asleep after… the incident.
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The Incident:
After over a week of being on horseback and foot Maddox finds an old house for them to settle in temporarily. It’s a cute house with victorian architecture. It’s definitely abandoned and all the owner’s belongings are still there. They most likely fled due to the Native American tribe near by but Maddox isn’t afraid of them. He actually gets along with the tribesmen better than the whites who hate him for being half American and half Mexican.
“This place is nice. It almost the same size as my old home.” Y/n mutters as she admires the decor. But her eyes feel heavy, she needs to sleep. This past week has been exhausting.
Maddox notices how worn out she is. She’ll be no good to him if she’s a mopey, tired slug. So he brings her upstairs to the main bedroom. The bed is dusty but it’ll have to make do.
“You’ll sleep here sweetheart. But I’m gonna have to tie ya’ down. I don’t need ya’ escaping now.” Maddox ties a rope from the bed post to her ankle.
Y/n doesn’t even bother to yell or fight back from being tied down. She just falls asleep immediately like a hibernating bear. When she’s asleep Maddox unpacks some supplies down in the living room. He also cooks up a can of beans and digs in.
It’s quiet. All his life he’s been alone, but he’ll never admit he feels lonely. He’s never had anyone to trust or rely on. Most nights he’ll sleep under the stars and talk to Jasper. But he’s a horse so talking to him is one sided.
Even though Y/n is sleeping just upstairs he misses her. Misses her snarky comments, creative insults, and the way she smacks his chest when he gets too close.
“What are you doing to me woman..” The outlaw mutters to himself as he trudges himself up the creaky wooden stairs. He’s in front of her door and he opens it slowly, peeking his head in. But then he slams it open when he sees she’s gone.
“Y/n?” He shouts, looking around the room and searching every corner. She’s missing again! Maddox runs like a cat out of water as he searches the whole house. What if she got hurt!? He could never live with himself.
He kicks open the front door and looks around the property. What if the tribe found her and thought she was a threat? Every negative outcome of what could happen to her comes to his mind. Getting eaten by a coyote is a possibility too.
Maddox takes his hat off and grips his black hair.
“FUCK!” He shouts and kicks the dirt on the ground, the cloud of brown blowing with the wind. Maddox walks back to the house in defeat where he tells Jasper that Y/n’s gone, and she is never coming back. But the horse only exhales loudly and shakes his head back and forth.
“She’s gone buddy. I know you liked her but she’s probably dead in a fuckin’ ditch somewhere!” The man snaps.
Jasper slams his front leg down and neighs loudly. His nose is pointed up towards the house.
“What are ya’ on about you?” Jasper never behaved like this before unless he wanted to try and tell him something. He’s a smart horse, so any sound or motion me makes is usually when he tries to convey a message.
Maddox looks up at the house where Jasper is looking and squints his eyes. He puts his hat back on to cover his eyes from the beating sun. Looking closer he sees a familiar head of h/c hair on the roof!
“Y/n!?” Maddox says in disbelief. How the fuck did she get up there!? Does she even know she’s up there? Probably not.
“Shit boy, what do we do?” He turns to his horse. Jasper neighs louder and Maddox looks back up and sees that she’s about to fall off the roof!
“SHIT!”
Y/n turns in her sleep and falls off the roof. Maddox feels his heart drop and he breaks off into a sprint. Just before she hits the ground he catches her, making them both fall to the dirt.
“Y-You?” Y/n wakes up and sees she’s outside and that god forsaken outlaw is beneath her. His head is under her dress making her squeal and scramble away.
“W-What in the hell!? What do you think you’re doing? Why am I outside and why was your ugly mug up my dress!?”
Maddox groans and rubs his head. He turns to her with a glare and grabs her wrist, pulling her up.
“I ain’t ever takin’ my eye off you again! You ought to be a witch or somethin’!”
From that moment onward Maddox sleeps next to Y/n in a bone crushing cuddle. When he feels her move in the slightest he wakes up and tightens his hold. No way in hell will he let something like that happen again.
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godnectar · 5 months
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British yan: Blimey, I've got to admit, I proper miss having you around, mate. It's like a right dull day without your banter and all that. Reckon you should come back soon, yeah?
Farmer yan: Well, doggone it, I gotta spill the beans – I'm really hankerin' for your company, partner. It's like a tumbleweed rollin' through a ghost town without ya. Reckon you best mosey on back, y'hear?
(2000) jock yan: Hey, homie, gotta spill it – I'm majorly missing your vibe. It's like, the day's straight-up whack without your banter and all that. You best roll back soon, cool?
(1980) jock yan: Yo, my dude! I gotta lay it out — I'm totally buggin' without you around. It's like a mondo dull day without your rad talk and all. Think you can cruise back soon? Tubular!
Old English speaking Yan: Hark, dear companion! Verily, I must confesseth, mine heart longeth for thy presence. 'Tis as if the day becometh somber without thy merry discourse. Pray, return anon, and bringeth cheer to these halls.
Shy yan: Uh, um, you know, I, uh, I kinda, uh, gotta admit—st-st-stuttering here—that, uh, I really miss, um, having you around, yeah. It's like, you know, a r-r-really boring day without you and all that. R-reckon you should, um, come back s-s-soon, yeah?
this is the best way to tell me "imy come back" after I've went off for some hours 🥹🥹👌👌
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ghouljams · 6 months
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im so curious.... what wouldve happened if bee knew those were königs bugs? like does he go full kidnapper? saying she just up and left to the people who ask, meanwhile shes barely waking up tied nice and comfortably secure to a bedpost in a somewhat familiar bedroom
im always down for some darker content<3
OK UH problem here is that Bee is insane and reads exclusively dark romance. I wanted this to be dark but she is so silly, and charming. König is charmed. That's why he kidnapped her. You know, once again you're not trapped with him, he's trapped with you. This isn't canon...
If you'd put the pieces together, if König had said something a little more suspicious, what other choice would he have had but to take you home? You try to ask him why he bugged your home, who he's working for, but he's fast and something sharp stings your neck.
You wake up in a room with bars on the windows and a nasty hangover. The sun is too bright through the gauzy curtains. You snuggle deeper under the heavy blankets, hug your arms tighter around your pillow and try to remember what you drank last night. Except you didn't drink anything you remember with a start. König hit you with something. You force your eyes open and sit up to take in the room. It's nice, cozy. Heavy blankets cover the bed, plush throws and old quilts. Thick carpets hide the wood floors you know flow throughout König's house. There's art on the walls, a bookshelf, an armchair.
This place is way nicer than the cells the leads in your favorite books get thrown into. You sniff, rub at your sleep laden eyes, as you take stock. This is just like when Rebessica got kidnapped by Dextros in "Kidnapped by a Crime Boss". You should probably be more panicked than you are, but the splitting headache makes it hard to think that far ahead. They never mention that part in the books.
You know if König wasn't a fed this might be hot. You always wondered what it would be like to be kidnapped by a guy who was so in love with you it bordered on obsession. You knew it was too good to be true, a handsome cowboy living next door to you, doting on you. You should have known he was a CIA plant. Weird they'd make him German, but you suppose it works for him. There's a button next to the bed, right next to the lamp. You hardly hesitate before pushing it.
König opens the door a second later, you wonder if he was waiting for you. "Can I have some asprin?" You ask, "And do we have time for coffee before you give me to the cops, or..." König blinks at you. You can see the gears turning behind his eyes grind to a halt.
"What? Why would the police be involved?" He makes no move to get you anything for the headache. Cruel and unusual punishment.
"You're a fed? I assume?" You pick at the bedspread, "Tellin' me you're retired, getting me to lower my guard, bugging my house, I thought you liked me."
"What?"
"And I want my phone call. I won't say a word without my lawyer present." You cross your arms over your chest to stare him down. König looks like he's completely lost.
"I am retired." He tells you, picking up at least part of your griping.
"You're holding me prisoner," You remind him, in case he forgot. His eyes dart away from you, glancing at the room before landing on you again.
"A very cute prisoner." He tries. You're not buying it. His expression changes, hardens into something cruel and unreadable. You shiver, some sick excitement dripping down your spine. "This is for your own good Schatz, it's dangerous for you to be on your own, and I couldn't have you trying to leave me after you found-"
"Oh I wouldn't leave you over that," You cut him off. König deflates a little, stalks into the room so you're forced to tip your head back to look at him. He looms over you, menacing.
"What?"
"Bugging me, you're not with any government or police force, right?" He nods slowly. "Then I don't see what the big deal is, I bugged you."
"You what?" The tone in König's voice is dangerous. You really don't thin he should be so upset about that, turnabout is fair play.
"Put a worm on your phone, keystroke tracking, location tracking, app usage, battery data-" König holds up a hand to stop you, taking a deep breath.
"Ok," He feels out the word, absorbing the new information. You take the moment to push the blankets back, he put you in pjs, they're cute. This should not strike you as romantically as it does. It's just like one of your books, awww. Your forum friends are going to freak over this. You watch König process, as much as you think this is kinda hot you really should feed your cat.
"Can I go home now, or do you want the worm off your phone?" You ask, as sweet as you can manage. König hums.
"You're not mad."
"You like me enough to kidnap me," You giggle, kicking your feet, "it's kind of cute." The look of horror on König's face is quick but noticeable. He pinches the bridge of his nose and heaves a sigh.
"We need to talk about the books you are reading meine Liebe," He shakes his head, "Ja, alright, run along home. I'll be by later to check on you."
"I know," You grin, "You have it on your calendar, including walk time."
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pandas-pandemonium · 10 months
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You know what's better than one cowboy yandere? TWO yandere cowboys, and make them twins or brothers!
note: this isn't proofread. I just typed this out in one go so uh yeah enjoy lol
Consider this:
Yandere!Cowboys who fall in love with the new fellow from the city, who's come down to spruce up an old farm that was apparently part of their family's inheritance
Yandere! Cowboys who decide, hey! Why not give a hand? They're initially just being friendly but as they get closer they realise- for sum reason, they don't really like all the talk you've been havin about leaving once the farm renos have been done
Yandere! Cowboys who start putting on moves, they do get into a short quarrel over who should be the legally wedded husband on the papers, but in the end they realise that it don't matter, you're stilll theirs at the end of the day. The law don't matter none at all
The country is real nice, y'know. Everybody knows everybody. Folks all got each other's back, not like the cold, ever-movin city of yours... why wouldcha wanna leave your new pals?
It all happens so quickly... one moment you're enjoying your farewell, the next one of 'ems barricading the door with their own body and the other's lifting up your dozing self and carrying you back to your new home, with your new husbands.
"Welcome home, darlin'~"
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yandere-writer-momo · 5 months
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Yandere Head Canons: You Are My Sunshine
Current brain rot: Yandere Sheriff from the Wild West. An older man has captivated me.
Jack Henry, the forty year old bachelor and Afab Reader
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Yandere Sheriff who’s devoted to locking criminals away. He’s never given relationships much thought. His life was too dangerous for anyone else to be a part of it long term so he’s had his fair share of one night stands but never true love… Jack Henry has lived a hard life and he was getting old. His chocolate hair and stubble was covered in gray hair. And his face and body littered in scars from the outlaws he arrested. Jack knew he was a terrifying man to gaze upon. His face alone struck fear into people.
Yandere Sheriff who meets the new resident in town. A sweet young woman with big eyes filled with innocence. A shy expression on her (skin color) face as she introduced herself to him. The lovely woman was named (your name), a pretty name for a pretty girl. She was a lamb amongst wolves… Jack was immediately smitten with her. He’d be her shepherd dog that would keep her safe in this wild world… wait. Why did he like her so much? She was just a lass…
Yandere Sheriff who would often see (your name) at the post office or at the general store. He caught himself constantly sneaking glances at her whenever he was in town. Jack thought she was attractive… maybe he could talk to her?Jack ignored the flirtatious stares of old flames in favor of talking to the young lass who was the apple of his eye.
Yandere Sheriff who began to court (your name). Jack is sweet with his words and he does his best to be gentle and soft for her. He brings her flowers and meals from town. His green eyes are filled with so much adoration for her. He swore she was sweeter than molasses. The more time they spent together, the more he wanted to be with her. Jack has never felt this way in his life. He wanted to protect her from everything. Jack wanted to come home everyday from work and see her waiting for him. For the first time in his forty years of living, he craved domesticity.
Yandere Sheriff who tries to take things slow but he starts to get touchy. Jack often holds her soft hands in his large, calloused ones while he shows her the town. His green eyes never leave his sunshine. The stubble on his chin tickles her shoulders when he rests his face on her shoulder while she wears his sheriff hat. Jack loves her… he loves (your name) so very much, it hurts.
Yandere Sheriff who can’t get her out of his head even when he dreams. Her face creates butterflies flutter in his stomach and her smile… her smile was just like sunshine. She was his sunshine… and he never wanted her to be taken away. The fear of his enemies harming her started to keep him up at night… he had to make it official so they could get married and he could keep her locked away and safe.
Yandere Sheriff who took (your name) out on dates on the weekends. Jack enjoyed taking her on rides on his horse, Gunsmoke. He adores how much smaller her body is than his. Their bodies fit together so perfectly… it was when Gunsmoke brought them up a hill where the sunset looked most beautiful that Jack felt like he should confess his love for her. The setting sun made her look like some sort of goddess on earth… a goddess he wished to worship until his final breath.
Yandere Sheriff who is shocked that she doesn’t feel the same way. They spent so much time together… why didn’t she love him too? Jack was upset that she didn’t feel the same way. Couldn’t she see herself with him? He saw an entire future with her… he saw children and a wedding. They were meant to be in his eyes… and he would teach her to love him.
Yandere Sheriff who doesn’t budge when (your name)’s fists beat against his chest while he kissed her. His stubble tickled her face and she could taste cigar smoke on him but his arms firmly held her against him. Jack was on cloud nine from the kiss. He sore lightning shot through his very being… she was so perfect. How could she not want this? How could she not want him? It wasn’t long before his lips moved to her neck to press hit kisses all over the soft, tender skin. His sweet whispers of love made her skin crawl.
“I love you… I love you so much.” Jack whispered into her skin, his hot breath tickled. “Let’s get married... my sunshine.”
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yxami · 11 months
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can we get any cute facts abt Leon plz he’s so adorable 🙏🙏
He likes potatoes, eating strawberries from the garden, stealing reader’s clothes, wandering around on the farm, cuddling, watching birds fly around on the farm, catching mouse and insects as if he’s a barn cat, pulling his weight around farm, and he likes reader A LOT.
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vaguely-yandere · 2 years
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Hi Chamomile! I wanted to say that I just LOVE ur blog and ur portrayal of yanderes. You don’t know how deflated I get when finding ONLY harmful yanderes in the tags. Ive always loved submissive yanderes and the like because they are SO CUTE!! U make them so LOVABLE AND CUTEEEEE!
Because u are my 1# favorite blog I wanted to share a yandere idea with u that I can’t stop thinking about:
Cowboy yanderes/southern yanderes. LIKE OH MY GAHHH😍 the southern accent, their polite manners (except for when they get rid of their rival and place their body all over the wide open fields they help maintain), the COURTINGGGG. I have this fantasy of like just a darling moving to a southern town because a. They are introverted as heck and don’t like the city and b. They want to live a quiet life by themselves (no family or friends). Just a cute darling that wants to live peacefully until…. The towns sweetheart falls in love with them. Good looks, lovely manners, church goer and helper to all! They are the total catch with suitors just hounding them down! It’s amazing to know that yandere stayed single for so long claiming to be waiting for the “right one” and while their MAY have been a potential suitor that was the best fit for yandere, yandere decided on the anti social newbie. Everyone BEWILDERED as to why yandere claimed this mess of a person as the love of their life, nobody can say it straight to their face tho(yandere SEETHES if anyone speaks I’ll of their darlin’) just this cutie following you around town, helping you carry your bags, opening every door for you, talking to the sales clerk if they have anything in the back if they don’t have it on shelves. I’m sorry I don’t know how to write as good as you do it buuuuuttt I hope I got you into it! Btw is it possible to be heart ❤️ anon? Thank uuuu!!
....... how did you know im southern ┬┴┬┴┤(-_├┬┴┬┴
but i can totally see cowboy yan being an absolute sweetie!! always gushing about you, always trying to help out around your house, inviting you to church or the bar, just so sweet!! and of course people are jealous but everyone knows not to mess with the sweet little cowboy who carries a knife around all the time, owns a few acres of land and is basically the town sheriff.. i mean, not unless you want all the aunties to shame you!!! and also end up tied up to a tree and left for the wild hogs to eat alive.
and theyre just so so nice, gardening for you, taking care of pests, teaching you about the local environment and such, scolding anyone who talks bad about you, basically teaching you how to be southern! you kinda struggle with it at first but with cowboys sweet nature and patience, you get the hang of it! and if you offer to help them with their chores, they might actually faint from happiness (and a bit of heatstroke)
speaking of heatstroke, i imagine youd struggle to adjust to the weather and end up wearing some less than conservative clothes and, well, there isnt anyone close enough to spy on you so why not just hang out in your backyard in barely anything? its hot, theres a nice breeze going, the sun is shining and if you end up falling asleep, no issue! it just gives cowboy yan the perfect opportunity to memorize how pretty you look, maybe try to secretly relieve some of the arousal they feel and get to church to confess how bad they feel, kneeling in front of the stained glass, sweaty with a hot face, hands clasped as they quietly admit their sin. no, not stalking you, silly! you were a gift to them from god! they just felt bad about touching themselves so close to your half naked form and giving into temptation! but they dont feel bad enough to stop themselves from doing it again and again and again!!!
eheheehe and i love imagining you putting their hat on, trying to be flirty and/or funny and just them trying so so hard not to combust as they try to explain what that means! so so cute!!
and gosh, i just love imagining this usually very tough looking, rugged yandere being absolutely whipped for you. fixing things around your house, taking you where ever you want, hell they'll even give you their jacket if you vaguely mention being chilly! and just imagining them getting on their knees in front of you, looking up at you with so much want... its hard not to give em what they want!
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a-dark-abyss · 5 months
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Can I just have some soft! Yandere Louie (your cowboy OC) headcanons?? I've read your first headcanon, and I need more 😭
Love you and stay well <3
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Yandere Cowboy x reader
Warnings: Yandere themes
A/n: I love cowboys 🫶
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Okay, so Louie as a yandere is actually pretty laid back
He trusts you and due to his own adventurous nature, he doesn’t want to trap you in the house
Of course he’s still protective but he also trusts that you know how to defend yourself
Though he doesn’t let you go out to town or anywhere on your own
He always likes to hold your hand or keep his arm around your waist
He gives little glares at people that talk to you in town
As much as Louie would love to just lock you up in his house, he knows that’s wrong
But, if you want to be his house spouse, he is over the moon
He loves walking into the kitchen after a hard days work in the barn and seeing you cooking dinner in a cute apron
He’ll wrap his arms around your waist and softly kiss your neck, muttering sweet nothings
At night he prefers to be the big spoon while his border collie, Sadie, lays by your feet
Louie has also taught Sadie to herd you back to the house if you ever try to run off
She’ll come running to your heels and nipping at them, barking at the same time to alert Louie
Louie does let you help out around the farm though he is scared of you overworking yourself
He usually has you stick to feeding the animals, brushing the horses, or watering the garden
The only thing that would really set him into yandere mode would be if you tried leaving him
If that does happen, he’d knock you out and tie you to the bed
He’ll install multiple locks on every door, window, and any other possible exits
It’s a good thing that his farm is up in the mountains, around an hour or two away from the closest town
After you wake up, he’ll be right there to comfort you
He’ll apologize but won’t let you go
He also doesn’t like you doing any work
You’re the most precious thing to him, you shouldn’t have to lift a finger!
Just stay with him, and everything will be great :)
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heartfullofleeches · 10 months
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Can we convince Riley to wear his glasses if we tell them that if he can read x thing we blow them?
Root Beer Milk: I don't need glasses - I'm the best shooter in this whole god damn town
Reader: If you read this entire dictionary I will give you head.
Root Beer Milk: Pfft-
Reader: And a guaranteed kiss every night before bed
Root Beer Milk: ....'cuse me [turns and calls Apple Milk] Hey, doc. It possible you could give me a prescription over the phone?
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