#cowgirls & dinosaurs
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A cowgirl and her Allosaurus.
#dinosaur#dinosaurs#dinosaur art#paleoart#paleo art#cowgirl#western#western art#fantasy art#western fantasy#cookisugarrart
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Hey! So I can't believe I forgot to post this here but I have a book coming out. My first graphic novel, in fact!
And it's out soon! Like, the 5th September soon!
Pre-orders help a whole lot, and especially so if it's via your favourite local bookshop.
And for folks (like me) not in the US, you can still order it no problem.
Here's some previews! (Colours by Boya Sun)
"A Western-inspired graphic novel for young readers who love crime-fighting, gutsy girls, and of course, dinosaurs! For fans of Hilda and the Troll series and Witches of Brooklyn! In the town of Little Spittle, dinosaurs and cowgirls live in harmony. Abigail, who has always dreamed of becoming a detective, lives on the outskirts of town with her pet dinosaur Rootbeer. Meanwhile Clementine, daughter of the sheriff, was born into the life of fighting crime. But when the Bandit Queen gets a hold of some dark magic, the town and the sheriff are nowhere to be found. It's up to Clem, Abigail, and Rootbeer to team up, defeat the Bandit Queen, and save their beloved town from bandits, dinomagik, and undercover attacks. In a hilarious tale of two unlikely friends, Clem and Abigail show us how to be our authentic selves while simultaneously kicking some butt."
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Wishing everyone Happy Holidays and a Merry Christmas! Hope you are all staying warm and finding time to relax (I know I needed to after this year).
#illustration#dinosaur art#Christmas card#holiday card#paleoart#parasaurolophus#parasaur#cowgirl#western#dinosaur western#storyboard artist#ocs#winter scene
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A new challenger approaches for my upcoming comic series! This tournament takes place with contestants from across the multiverse! this one comes from an old webcomic pilot me and a friend started doing the Rebel Cowgirls! Dinosaur riding warriors who liberate planets from dictatorial rule! She's based on our hypothetical leader Agnis. only she doesn't ride the dinosaur she IS the dinosaur!!!
#Female OC#OC#original character#OC art#digital art#digital drawing#digitalart#cowgirl#dinosaur#hybrid dinosaur
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Cowboy Tattoo
Source: @ ar.bel on instagram
#cowboy#cowboys#western#cowboy hat#wild west#country#cowgirl#horse riding#horseback riding#horses#dinosaur#lasso#tatoos#tatoo ideas#tatooart#black and white#rodeo#gunslinger
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SLW&SH Characters ( 36 - 50 )
Fact about my characters:
The naori guardian's species are known as the Light Star Islandia's version of dinosaurs.
Amber and his wife ( Marine ) used to be Irish humans.
Also these are the rest of the guardians! ( except for amber, he isn't a guardian )
#sunlightwarriors#sunheart#drawing#ghost#dinosaur#cat#skeleton#fairy art#fairies#wolf#bat#tiger#gemstone#shape#goat#cowgirl#dog#fox#wasp#shark#furryart#furry#zetathelata
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Walking in the Ischigualasto Formation
"Walking in the Ischigualasto Formation" a Argentinian cowgirl beholds the amazing fauna of the Triassic Period.
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#adobe photoshop#argentina#artistatwork#Commissions Open#Cowgirl#Digital Art#DigitalPainting#dinosaurs#early mammals#early reptiles#Environment Art#Environment Design#environmental art#herbivores#paleontology#Palo Art#Triassic Period#Wacom Tablet
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Commission from BM_Kaijusaur on Twitter Three NPCs from an upcoming #dungeonsanddragons game, Zetsuken, Claire, and Skizzle #raptor #cowgirl #dinosaur #ttrpg #ttrpgart #rpg #rpgart #commissionsopen #artistforhire #commissionme #illustration #digitalart #digitalartist #characterart #characterillustration https://www.instagram.com/p/Cd-ziONOuJ-/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#dungeonsanddragons#raptor#cowgirl#dinosaur#ttrpg#ttrpgart#rpg#rpgart#commissionsopen#artistforhire#commissionme#illustration#digitalart#digitalartist#characterart#characterillustration
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This is a real movie that actually exists
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cowboy!ellie headcanons
pairing: ellie williams x afab!reader
music: roses are falling - orville peck
word count: 1.2k
warnings: fingering (briefly), drunk sex-ish, guns??, yearning and just sappy shit mainly im in a vulnerable state
an: this is shit brainrot bc i've played too much rdr2 and i want ellie to let me ride her cowgirl style. this took me for-fucking-ever because i got acrylics and dropped my wpm from 108 to 67. also if i put out a poll asking what fic to post next would people vote
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
✷ cowboy!ellie having the most pornographic, velvet-laced southern accent known to man. drawling out words in a whisper, that reassured wit sitting in her throat with a lopsided smirk. she’s such a tease, knowing how it gets to you, that ‘c’mon, sweetheart, you gonna make me wait f’you?’ after she trots ahead, glancing back at you under the wide brim of her hat. please, trying to make eye contact with ellie after a long day of riding (ifykyk), seeing just a glance of the veins in her neck, beads of sweat sitting in the little crevices as she leans down to her saddle bag. god, her hands!! and she looks at you, that knowing impatience and ‘okay there, darlin’?, and you can’t look at her, your head swimming and drowning in the molasses of her voice and too focused on the up, down, up, down, up trot of your horse.
✷ setting up camp for the night, bed mats a good distance away from each other, and you wake up, fire dying, moon high, and ellie is still awake, hands covered in dirt and ash and rust from her old revolver that she cleans too occasionally. the gentle scratch of charcoal on parchment, her body hunched over, protective like a creature, and when you call out to her, she TOSSES her journal into the dirt like it burned to touch. if the moon wasn’t so faint, you’d see the uncharacteristic blush fleeting across her cheeks, but too quickly, she tells you to go back to sleep, she’s just staying up to take care of the fire. you listen in a haze, and ellie tears out the five, maybe 6 pages?? of rough sketches, harsh lines etching out your body, your smile, your eyes, and stamps them into the cooling embers of the campfire.
✷ if we’re talking historically accurate cowboys, ellie is definitely the type to believe in dinosaurs!! it’s this new, fresh, science fad and everybody laughs at her for it, cause omg?? giant lizards?? nah!! but ellie is so adamant, reading every paper and pamphlet on the subject that she can get her hands on (assuming she can even read lets be so real), and she’ll tell you about it! small, reluctant meanders from more important topics, at first, but you’re kind and you listen to words either of you barely understand, and sure it’s a little bit boring, but she’s happy, and for some reason she makes it incredibly dynamic, crash coursing you on lizards that evolved (a buzz word in all her pamphlets) into BIGGER lizards.
✷ cowboy!ellie, the horse whisperer. she doesn’t teach you to ride, but you’ve never had a way with horses, cantankerous and rough, so you need a lil bit of assistance. ellie will take the lead, letting you rock behind her on your horse, your arms draped around her like common occurrence, and she’ll turn, ‘see? be gentle, she’ll listen. you’re a team, y’know?’
✷ ‘she just likes you more than me.’
✷ her laugh is boisterous, loud, it sounds like it belongs amongst the hills and caverns, like wind against rocks, ‘no one likes me more than you, flower.’
✷ one day, you’re just passing through a small town, nothing more than a few shops and scattered farm houses, and ellie spies an outlaw poster, poorly tacked to the community bulletin board. it’s her, badly sketched, sure. her chin is way too big, nose a bit askew, but it’s definitely her. and you laugh as she presses you frantically, ‘i don’t really look like this? do i?’ and it’s got some ridiculous nickname that definitely over-inflates her ego, ‘ellie 'longshot’ williams (no one has called her that ever) that she’ll parade it around like a medal
✷ ‘aw, love, do you need some help shootin’? don’t call me long shot for nothin’.’
✷ you’d get a bit vulgar, a bit defensive because, yeah, maybe ellie is actually good at shooting, and you could benefit from her teaching. but that fucking nickname, lording over your head with that lilt in her voice, and the childish, goading smile, you’d tell her to shove it somewhere the sun don’t shine and just pray luck guides your bullet.
✷ your now-so-serious scowl eats at her, so ellie has to swallow her boyish pride and shut up, simply falling behind you. gently tapping your shin with her boot to get you to adjust your stance, her hands stretching out over yours to feel out the barrel of the foreign pistol. they’re rough, calloused, unmade for this sort of gentle gesture, but you welcome the heat that they give. with a soft push and pull, like a tide she moves your fingers, your hands, to hold the gun well. her voice is a whisper as she instructs, ‘don’t hold it so loosely. stronger grip helps aim.’
✷ she’s shaking in her boots. a moment like this, tender, with you is scarcely shared. the closeness burns her chest as she feels you breathe against her, skittish but assured, ellie’s finger snaking around yours to settle on the trigger. you go to fire, and the recoil sends you backwards in a shock, ellie having to move her hands from the gun to your waist to keep you steady. you laugh something coarse, leaning back into her without a thought. adrenaline intimacy.
✷ ‘okay, maybe y’need a few more lessons before you get it right.’ it’s a selfish thought, but it cements ellie in that moment, with you just in her reach, and her revolver. she’d clean it for you.
✷ cowboy!ellie doing stupid shit, like taking longer detours to show you the scenery, the stretching fields and great mountain waterfalls, stopping to pick wildflowers (she’s a sap), or taking the extra care to saddle up your horse for you, securing the girth and not letting you touch it because ‘i don’t need you slippin’ on me.’ she takes care of you, out on the road, it’s not an official thing, but you’re off limits.
✷ ellie is kind, but sex with her isn’t. the first time, she’s terribly drunk, playing away her night in a saloon, at a poker table (she’s losing), and you’re sat at the bar, wearing that, and it’s violently throwing her off her game, so she decides to make it known that your presence is an interruption. dragging you upstairs, she’s unkind. ‘you’re not helping my luck, looking like that.’
✷ ‘how do you need me, then?’
✷ she tastes like cigarette smoke, and bourbon, and she smells like the sleek of rain on dry dirt, and feeling her all over you is intoxicating, rough. she’s quick, her lips aren’t soft but rather, a grating possession on your skin, a feeling that swallows you, melts you down in the heat of her hands. she swears, a lot, it sounds like disbelief but really, it’s a bribe. a prayer. ‘dear god, give me this, let me have this, and i will be devout.’ it’s primal, something uncontrollable. drunk, it’s worse. she loses herself in the haze, becomes complete disregard, her fingers inside you without hearing you, just feeling you. lost in you and she keeps pounding into you simply because she’s enraptured by the feeling of you clenching around her.
#ellie x fem reader#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams x female reader#ellie williams x you#ellie williams x y/n#ellie williams smut#ellie williams blurb#ellie williams headcanons#ellie the last of us#ellie williams#ellie tlou#ellie x reader
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What would Halloween in the happiness household look like 🫣🫣🫣🫣
OH MY GOSH DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED
happiness series 🫶🫶🫶 some suggestive content below the cut
Missus will always coordinate Simon to match her, but the parents and the kids will never match on Halloween. Missus will dress up Mellie to be whatever Winnie wants her to be when she’s a baby, but as soon as Mellie can speak and decide what she wants, Mellie gets to pick her own costumes.
Winnie and Mellie definitely have a good relationship so Mellie ends up matching Winnie anyway, because she loves her big sister and wants to be included.
Simon has stamped a hard no on wearing his fatigues, to which Missus understands completely. He could jeopardize the family wearing it, so it’s usually him mentioning a costume casually and Missus running with it.
“Cowboys would be cool.” He would just be scrolling through his phone, looking for Halloween costumes for the girls and just say it out loud.
“We can do cowboys.”
“Up to you.”
So cue Soap’s yearly Halloween party after trick-or-treating, here comes a cowboy and his cowgirl, then a fairy princess and a dinosaur. Gaz will always grab at the chance to get some time with one of his nieces, so he snatches up the fairy princess Winnie while Price takes dinosaur Mellie. They’re both tired, Simon and Missus always never stay longer than twenty minutes because they don’t want to make the kids stay awake if they’re sleepy.
Missus was just going to grab a slice of cake when Price strolls up, gently bouncing a sleepy Mellie in a dinosaur on his shoulder, whispering, “I can take the kids tonight.”
Her eyebrows furrowed. “I can’t ask that of you. They’re gonna be hyper in the morning and out of control, you don’t need to-“
“Y/N,” He said, nodding behind you, you looked over your shoulder to see your husband watching you. His gaze was one you could recognize from a mile away. You turned back to Price. “I will take the kids tonight. You take care of him.”
“You’re a good man, John Price.” You patted his shoulder, turned around and made your way through the living room to your husband. With a brown vest, button up underneath with blue jeans, he looked very handsome. It wasn’t his style at all, but damn, did it make you sweat. You waltzed your to him, he gave you a quizzical look as you reached up and plucked the cowboy hat from the crown of his head - and placed it on your own head.
“You know what they say, save a horse.”
Your husband just looked puzzled. “Wot?”
You gave Soap a wave bye as you dragged Simon out of his house, Gaz and Soap could only watch as you dragged your lovesick husband behind you.
“He’s definitely getting laid.”
“With a beaut like that, I’d want to get laid all the time- OW! PRICE!”
Price snapped at Soap, “She does a lot for you. Give her some respect.”
Gaz and Soap were right, but all you did was show Simon what the Hat rule meant. And may have been in bed for hours after showing him what it meant.
PLEASE the happiness asks are so cute please send me more i beg
#happiness series#lethalchiralium#lethal chiralium#simon ghost riley#simon riley#call of duty#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley x f!reader#simon ghost riley x wife!reader#simon riley call of duty#simon riley x wife!reader#simon riley x f!reader
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Would it be possible to get some more Sasaki and S/O? Hardly anyone writes for him and it’s a crime!
I fuck with that big papa dinosaur
He's naturally cold-blooded due to being a Fishman, so he likes having Darling around to warm him up. Not that he needs an excuse to grab you and put you in his lap...
He can be a horny drunk sometimes, and his Darling can tell he's in one of those moods when he starts groping you with one hand and squeezes you closer to him with a leery grin on his face. He can still get it up when drunk, but he's pretty damn sloppy and thanks to his fangs he even drools a little.
He's a pretty chill yandere. No real rules for you or guards unless he needs to go out for a long time and has some underlings he trusts to update him if anything happened to you. If you try to escape he knows he can stop you, so he doesn't get super angry unless you're somehow put in danger. At most he's usually a little annoyed and scolds you for trying to do something stupid when you should know he can easily take you back if you try to run off.
He isn't fond of missionary since he's so big and doesn't want to crush you on accident. Instead he likes something like Cowgirl/Reverse Cowgirl, holding you up and fucking you while he stands, etc. Sometimes if he's drunk and horny enough he'll forgo any sense of boundaries/privacy and just start eating you out or rubbing you up and down his cock in full view of everybody.
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warnings : oral , smut , mdni
pairing : boyfriend!jay x afab!reader | established relationship
𖤐 kinktober masterlist 𖤐
you and jay lay comfortable together in bed as you watch netflix. but the heat coming from your core wanted more then a cuddle session and some soft kissing here and there.
“babe.” you blurt out catching your boyfriends attention.
“hm?” he replies looking down at you.
“on a scale of one to ten, how willing are you to experiment in our sex life.” you ask.
jay chuckles, “why? are you getting bored of the same vanilla missionary sex we have?” he asks back jokingly.
you laugh, “no, but i just wanted to try something new.”
“well, what do you have in mind?” he asks sitting up against the headboard properly.
“it’s kind of silly, and it’s a pretty big joke with everyone. but i’ve always wanted to, you know… sixty nine.” you tell him with slight embarrassment in your voice.
“i mean, im game.” he tells you with a smirk.
you laugh, “are you sure?”
jay nods, “just give me a second.”
he stands up from the bed and closes the curtains, he turns off the tv and dims the bedroom lights. he gets back into the bed with you and pulls you into his arms kissing you, and laying down.
at first he positions you in a cowgirl, so he can see your face. “are you sure you want to do this yn?” he asks pulling the string of his sweatpants to loosen them.
you nod and bend down kissing his lips. you turn around and straddle him the other way.
your clothes pussy above his head and his clothed dick below your mouth.
you pull down his shorts as he pulls down your shorts along with your panties revealing your glistening pussy. he cock was hard and leaking of precum already. you spit on his cock slightly to lubricate it further and begin to give him a handjob first.
you feel jay’s bread hit your core and you take in a deep and sharp breath. you slip his cock into your mouth and you feel kitten licks against your clit.
you prop yourself up with one arm while the other is. against him as your hand is on the base of his cock.
“you okay?” he asks making sure you didn’t feel too weak to hold yourself up.
you give him a quick, “mhm.”
and continue to bob your head up and down as jay slips his tongue into your core leaving you as a moaning mess.
he adds a finger to stimulate your clit as his tongue works wonders in you. you could feel his cock twitch and you go a little faster and deeper having his cock slightly touch the back of your throat.
jay squeezes your thighs as his tongue moves aback onto your clit clicking it quicker and quicker as he feels himself ready to come. “fuck, y/n.” he moans as a sign he’s about to cum.
you quickly become a moaning mess and cum i onto jay’s tongue as he finishes off in your mouth. you plot down besides him, your head next to his feet and swallow. “so…” you say laughing. “how was that?”
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i can’t believe the best characters in the jurassic franchise are:
-a trauma infused dinosaur obsessed child
-a bisexual disaster introvert
-a corporate spy cowgirl child
-a vlogger with pink hair and pronouns
-a rich kid with daddy issues and no math skills
-shaggy rogers
#camp cretaceous#jwcc#kenji kon#ben pincus#darius bowman#yasmina fadoula#sammy gutierrez#jwcc brooklynn#i miss them sm
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Woso Prompt
Hi guys!
I would like to try something new with you and I hope it will work x)
Here are some numbered phrases that you can select (one or two) and give me a player name with which to write this. It won’t be long stories, but I thought it could be fun :)
It's possible that you have seen some of the sentences before, I was inspired by several ideas found everywhere on Tumblr.
You can ask me any player, maybe I will refuse depending on who you propose because I don't know her enough, but don't take it wrong ♥
Feel free to invade my DM, it's open!
You are snoring. Terribly.
Did you slept with her?
I knew you were trouble
You're lucky you're cute
You little cheater
I thought I lost you forever.
Do you realize how crazy that sounds?
I'm not doing this again
Let me guess, I should "Try another girls"?
So... About what happened last night...
I don't bite. I mean, not unless someone asks me.
Friend's don't do things like that.
So can I invite her on a date?
Was she good?
You’re beautiful, you know that right?
What the hell are you doing?
Please. Please don't leave me.
Is it me or does it smell like something's burning?
You have a crush on my sister?!
Do you want something for the pain?
Go inside and lock the door. Don't open it before I tell you.
I won't anyone lay an hand on you.
I thought you left.
Is she dead?
I never want us to forget why we fell in love in the first place.
The house doesn't matter, you are my home.
When was the last time we spent an entire day together, just the two of us?
Why are you bleeding?
Will I see you again?
The last time I did this alone, it didn't go well.
Everything always looks better when you’re with me.
How do you hate winter? Snow is so beautiful.
Snowmen are so 2020. Let's make place to Snow-dinosaurs
Keep your pant on, cowgirl.
Have you ever do this?
I would rather die than betrayed you.
Well. I will never let you do that again.
Well. That was... Unexpected.
I didn’t even touch her.
Can you shut the fuck up for a minute? I'm trying to think here.
It’s nothing special, but I did it for you.
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Daffodils
Secret Flowers, Part 3
The daffodils had arrived, and in Dean’s head Doris Day was Calamity Jane, singing to them.
Now, I'll shout it from the highest hill,
Even told the golden daffodil…
He had come across the movie one rainy motel afternoon, when Dad, for a change, wasn't on a hunt but had instead taken himself off to the nearest bar in the face of Sammy's whining.
“Dean! I wanna go to the playground!” For the eightieth time.
“Please, Sammy, just shut up and watch the damn cartoons.”
“You shouldn’t say bad words! And I don't wanna watch stupid cartoons!”
“Fine.” Dean lurched up from the bed and stabbed the stiff button on the old TV. Remote? Yeah, right. This thing probably had a dinosaur inside, like a Flintstone TV.
News, more news, a soap with subtitles, more shitty cartoons, cowboys. Cowboys? And cowgirls. Cool.
He flopped back on the bed and shot his brother a sidelong glare, daring him to protest. But Sammy was already hooked and he didn’t kick off even when the singing started up.
Dean was hooked too. Doris Day was cute, especially in her old buckskins, cracking a bullwhip and shooting a rifle or a six-gun with equal skill. The guys were cool as well, of course. At the time, Dean couldn’t decide whether he preferred Bill Hickock or the Lieutenant, but thought the Lieutenant's uniform gave him an edge, for some reason.
It was an awesome movie, even if it did end with a double wedding (yuk) and Dean didn’t see why Calam’ shouldn't have a pistol tucked into her wedding gown, or even why she had to wear a stupid gown at all when she looked much more like herself in her buckskins.
Anyway, now swathes of daffodils surrounded Sunrise like a golden moat, but Dean wasn't singing to them about his secret love, sadly. Instead, he crouched on the ground, holding one of the flowers so he could look down its bright yellow trumpet, and told it all his troubles - his troubles, which he couldn’t tell to his not-so-secret love, because they were about his love and Cas's stupid idea that he needed to fly a different plane which they had at an airfield somewhere up in Nebraska.
“He even tried to tell me all about the stupid airplane. Why would I want to know that? Why does he need a different plane anyway? More powerful, he says, as if that's gonna fill me with confidence. And do I want to go too? Like hell! And hang around, waiting to see him loop-the-loop over my head? Son of a bitch!”
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