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castercassette · 2 years
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Bleh Maybe one day I'll do something cooler than a stationary background It's 3 am I'm going to bed woosh
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castervhs · 1 year
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Day 3 - Hug - of @bloo-the-dragon's november promt list
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lazydreamartryn · 1 year
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Its been a while I wanted to do that.. Cant believe I did it in a few hours.. while being sick even. Shows that Im bored because I work so fast.
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Cowboy Au by @castercassette I love this so much, I love their art style so much, they are so amazing. I tried going into the same style, going with the same colors too. Nothing close to how cool are the originals.
But hey, I tried!
I think I have most of their art in my gallery-
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crazycatkatetrap · 2 years
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Gift for @castercassette
Took me a bit, but I hope ya like it<3
(Posted also on my DeviantArt account with credit and link back of course☺️)
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Merry Christmas from your secret santa @celinolesunshine
Cowboy Sun and Moon belong to @castercassette
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ruetheabyss · 2 years
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just wanted to draw something cute-ish, i like to think the sheriff was screaming their head off until they literally couldn't fight anymore, moon of course wouldn't let them sleep directly on the ground, what a gentleman...
the yelling is bound to start off again at sunrise xD
( @castercassette 's cowboy au)
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Part 6
Alright this is it!! THE FINAL TWO
Sheriff vs Child y/n
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@castercassette CHILD Y/N WAS JUST TOO POWERFUL
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@sorveteir 🎉🎉🎉🎉CONGRATULATIONS CHILD Y/N WON ROUND TWO 🎉🎉🎉🎉 With 5 kills
But honestly, Sheriff wouldn't be able to bring themself to kill a kid
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RIP @paper-lilypie @madame-mongoose @sycopomp @opudont-donut @bamsara @castercassette @xitsensunmoon @badiwikiwi @starrspice @naffeclipse @jack-o-phantom @luneytoonss @chlorenw @laurzzz @lavenoon
That concludes the rematch
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knightcorqueen · 1 year
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Wild West AU Snippet (WIP)
Alesyin pushed open the doors to the saloon, pulling a toothpick out of her mouth and gaping in surprise at Sun who had a revolver pointed at a man behind the bar. Her gaze dropped lower and widened as she took notice of Moon, who was also behind the bar, pulling wads of cash from drawers and dropping them into bags.
Moon looked up and grinned when he saw Alesyin. “Why, Sheriff, ain’t this a pleasant surprise…."
Sun turned his head over his shoulder, smiling as well once he caught sight of Alesyin’s expression.
Alesyin’s eyes narrowed in suspicion at the town’s most wanted criminals.
“I better have not just stumbled upon a robbery in progress…”
Sun switched his gun to his other hand, keeping it trained on the owner as he leaned against the bar’s counter, giving the Sheriff his full attention.
“It was a peaceful robbery, Sheriff- No one was hurt."
Alesyin arched an eyebrow.
“Peaceful robbery- my ass. You have a weapon pointed at that poor gentleman while your partner robs him blind."
Alesyin gestured towards Moon's form from behind the counter. Moon stopped what he was doing and leaned foward, resting his faceplate on his chin while he grinned in amusement.
“And yet I don't see any injuries~"
The comment earns a small tug at Alesyin’s lips, before she flattens them into a firm line.
“Nice try, but playtime’s over. We can do this the easy way or the hard way, your choice.”
A sly grin spreads across Moon’s face and his eyes lower temptingly.
“Well, since yer offering sheriff, I think i’d prefer the hard way, myself~ Moon winked.
Sun began to nod his head in agreement.
“As would I.”
Alesyin’s face flushed in embarrassment and she smacks a gloved hand over her face.
“You two are utter menaces-”
“You know you love us~”
A grin spreads across Alesyin’s face before she lifts up a small section of her poncho to cover the lower half of her face.
“Alright, hard way it is-”
While one hand keeps the cloth held up, her other hand curls around the handle of a gun that rests in a holster slung low on her hips. It only takes a few moments for Alesyin to whip out the small pistol and aim it straight in the air, shooting up into the ceiling.
Wood, plaster, and other bits of debris begin raining down and the patrons within the bar let out shouts of panic and begin racing for the doors. Alesyin stands still, arm raised up high while people rush around her. She takes notice of the owner using the distraction as an escape opportunity, and nods as he runs past her out the door.
Only once everyone had evacuated the building, did she then lower her arm, keeping the gun out but hanging loosely at her side, finger off of the trigger.
In the silence of the room, the click of a hammer being cocked back causes Alesyin to jerk her gaze towards the solar criminal.
Sun was grinning, reclined backwards as if he didn’t have a care in the world, gun trained on the sheriff.
Moon however, stood up and began walking out from behind the counter.
“Oh dear, Sheriff. It seems you’ve scared away our quarry!”
“I fear you’ll have to make it up to us now~” Sun chimes in from his spot.
“I wonder….” Sun pushes himself off of the bar and joins his brother as they both approach Alesyin.
A mischievous glint shines in Sun’s eye.
“Does the lovely sheriff wear any jewelry?
A raspy chuckle sounds from Moon’s voice box as he takes a hold of the wrist Alesyin was using to keep her poncho up. He leans in closer, breath ghosting across Alesyin’s neck as he speaks in low tones.
“Why don’t we take a look and see~ You won’t object, will you sheriff?”
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gogogodzilla · 6 months
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day 15, keeping quiet
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bigby wolf x reader warnings: nsfw 18+, dirty talk, creampie, afab reader, bigby calls reader doll kinktober ☠︎︎ main masterlist ☠︎︎ read on ao3
Bigby’s apartment is shitty. He knows it’s shitty. You know it’s shitty. 
The walls are paper thin, so you must be very careful about the noises you make. You avoid having sex in Bigby’s apartment like the plague, but when his hands are touching you just right and you feel like you might explode if you wait any longer, it’ll do.
“Could smell just how badly you needed me from downstairs, doll,” he says, and heat rushes to your cheeks. 
The only downside to dating Bigby is that you can never hide when you’re aroused. He’ll either smell it on you or deduce it some other way. He’s good at reading people like that, and he can read you better than anyone. 
You’re sat on Bigby’s lap, fingertips tracing over his stubble as he kisses you. Your pencil skirt is long gone, and your blouse is half unbuttoned. Bigby’s shirt is opened just enough to expose his toned chest. Below you, he is thrusting lazily into you. You sink your teeth into his shoulder, silencing the moans that escape you. He grunts and loses his rhythm just for a moment. 
He runs his fingers over the bare skin of your thighs and over the curve of your ass, pinching lightly. You yelp and he grins against the crook of your neck. 
“Thought you were all bark and no bite,” he jokes, voice low and gravelly. 
The once gentle rain pattering against the window is now a torrential downpour. You jump as a clap of thunder echoes throughout the apartment. Bigby bites back a groan as you clench around him.  
“Scared of a little thunder, doll?” he teases quietly. You meet Bigby’s thrusts with your own, matching his pace. You secretly hope the thunder will cover up the lewd noises you’re making. 
“Fuck off—” 
Your retort is cut short by Bigby grabbing your hips and slamming you down onto his cock. You gasp and arch your back as he continues pounding into you. 
“S’okay, doll,” he reassures through grunts with each snap of your hips. “Big Bad Wolf is here to protect you.” 
You snort and begin to press messy kisses along his neck. He groans as you latch your lips onto his pulse point, your tongue running over the flushed skin. You rock your hips against his, the familiar heat pooling in your core. 
Bigby’s large hands roam your body, fingertips dipping under the hem of your blouse. He tugs at the front of your blouse hard enough for the buttons to pop off, rolling away into the rest of the apartment.
Bigby cut off your protests by pulling you into a kiss. He swipes his tongue across your bottom lip and you let him taste you. His fingers dance up your back and unclip your bra, and you pull away long enough to throw it elsewhere. 
He runs his fingers through the hair at the base of your neck and tugs, pulling your head back and baring your chest to him. 
“Fuckin’ love your tits, beautiful,” he breathes before trailing kisses over your chest. He thrusts into you again as he kneads your breast, rolling your nipples between his fingers. 
You throw your head back, moving your hips along with his. You can’t help the noises that escape you as Bigby takes your breast into his mouth, swirling his tongue around your nipple. His free hand reaches to where you’re joined and draws tight circles on your clit. Neighbors be damned.
You cry out Bigby’s name as your release hits you like a lightning strike arcing across your body. You clench around Bigby, your pussy holding him in a vice grip, and he soon follows after you. 
His release coats your walls, and you continue bouncing on his cock, milking him for every drop. He let out a low whine, overstimulation settling in. 
Finally, you decide to grant Bigby mercy, and your hips still. Bigby leans his head on the back of the armchair, panting. 
“I hope your neighbors aren’t too mad at you,” you grin, only slightly embarrassed. 
Bigby snorts, “They’ll get over it.” He rolls the hem of your blouse between his fingers, looking sheepish. “Sorry about your shirt.” 
You shrug, “It’s fine, I’ll just wear one of yours.” 
Bigby’s cock twitches within you, and you shudder a breath, arousal heightening once again. You made a mental note to yourself to wear his clothes more often before you ground your hips against his. You weren’t through with him just yet.
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castercassette · 1 year
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Hey so...
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castervhs · 1 year
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captain-fantasy-fk · 2 years
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IT BETTER FUCKING HABBEN
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grimesgirll · 2 months
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rick grimes
being with rick imagine
constable rick
time to go to sleep
impatient
shane’s girl (ft. daryl)
housewife! reader | pt. 2 (ft. daryl)
car rides with rick
crm!rick
deanna’s daughter
the favor | pt. 2
horseback rides with rick
a helping hand
join me
yogi!reader
shickxandria (ft. shane)
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lanabuckybarnes · 13 days
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💳💳💳 take all my money but pleeeeease write more about dirty big boy Lee who wants to give you his son because that small drabble had me sweatin already😮‍💨
Ask and thee shall receive!
Breeding Bitch
18+ MINORS DNI
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(I do not own any photos, Credits to original owners)
Uhhh so this is fucking….maybe the warnings would describe this a bit better hehe 👀.
Pairing: Lee Bodecker x Reader
Warnings: Dark Lee!, LEE BODECKER!!, Dub/Non-Con Themes, Unestablished Age Gap but there is definitely one (Reader 20s, Lee late 30s/40s), Cheating (it's Lee), Teeny Size Kink if you squint, Names: Darlin, Good Girl, Baby, Slut, Bitch, Whore, Heifer, Girl. Handcuffing, Good ole Gaslighting, Degradation, Gagging, Dirty Talk, Cervix Abuse, Voyeurism? (Your father is in the next room), He uses the fact that your Pa is so close to his advantage, Mentions of Breeding, actually Breeding, Alcohol (Again, It’s Lee), Marking, Biting, Slapping, Bleeding (from yer cooch), Spitting, Daddy Kink, Rough P in V, Threats (Lee threatens your teeth), Dacryphilia, Panty Stuffing, Absolutely zero aftercare— if I’ve missed anymore, especially in a story like this one, please lemme know!!
DO NOT PROGRESS IF ANY WARNING(s) TRIGGER YOU PLEASE!!
Word Count: 1.2k
This is a doozy. I’ll put a lil palette cleanse at the end for you my loves ♥️
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“Augh shit you’re fucking tight” Lee growls above you, cock head pushed uncomfortably against your cervix, your hands cuffed above your head and your panties in your mouth.
You would never admit this to anyone. The almost nightly occurrences of Lee ending up in your little cottage on the hill, his pants round his ankles and his cock wherever he so chose.
It was his wife’s fault, he’d told you; she was sick, old and unable to give him what he wanted. That’s why when you moved into town, bright-eyed and innocent, he had to have you.
His head rolled with his eyes, a strained groan flowing from his lips as his tummy jiggled softly at the tightening of his core.
“Never get over a tight little pussy like this” You whined as he pushed further, sheathing his dick fully inside you.
What would your daddy say if he saw you like this, legs spread akimbo for a married man, the Sheriff no less? Your hands pulled against the cuffs attached to the headboard, the rhythmic clanging had Lee’s eyes shooting open.
“Hey now! Darlin” a huge hand smoothed over your metal clasped wrists before running down your arm to your left breast, he squeezed firmly.
“You wouldn’t want your daddy waking up now would you?” that fucking smirk, the dark look in his eyes— he had you, right where he wanted— the reminder of your feeble old Pa in the next room keeping you tamed, Lee didn’t care about him finding out about your little secret, he’d fuck you right in front of him, but he knew it would keep you pliant for him.
You stopped, hands hanging painfully from the cuffs.
“Good girl, knew you’d come around…now you let me breed this little cunt, loosen up a bit, enjoy it” The brandy on his breath had you queasy as it mixed with his residual cologne. His thick lips peppered marks all over your breast, tongue licking the flesh before biting down with a force that had your toes curling and you crying out into the cotton of your panties.
“Oh don’t be dramatic” he chuckled, slapping the reddened mark lightly. He groaned as he pulled his length out slowly, letting you feel each inch run over the stretched flesh of your heat until his cock head fell from you in a sickly squelch, his precum mixed with your blood.
“God baby, you’re fucking soaked…you like me doing this to you? Course you do you fucking slut” Lee gleams wickedly before launching a huge glob of spit over your clit and his head, his thick fingers circling your clit once, twice and then rubbing the saliva over himself.
He keeps your head still, forcing you to look at him as he pushes in again, making you watch as his dark eyes swim with amusement at your pathetic little whimpers.
“Mmmn…you know, if I didn’t have to do this, I’d feel bad for your stupid little face” Lee laughs, slapping his fingers against your cheek mockingly.
His patience had worn thin, you were lucky enough to get this much prep from him but he was over it now— the growing itch to fill your fertile little hole with his cum becoming too overwhelming.
He slams in, hitting your already abused cervix painfully. His pace is brutal, the only thing stopping the headboard from clattering off the wall being the pillow he’d so ‘generously’ placed between them.
“Oh shit! you fucking little breeding bitch, ahh I ain’t ever had a pussy this tight… fucking made for me, wasn’t it? Yeah, it fucking was” Lee rambles, as he usually does. You could do nothing but take whatever he was giving you, you wouldn’t dare fight back— did you even want to at this point? He had you all cock drunk, stupid little baby so you were.
“Mmm, baby you like this” Lee spoke assertively, punctuating each word with a hard thrust “Push me away as much as you want but at the end of the day you’re still gonna take my load happily… I mean look” he laughs as he pushes your legs from his wide shoulders, they fall open on their own. “You fucking hold yourself open for my spunk, you fucking want this, you need it… you want my son ya little slut”
The quick yank of your panties from your mouth made you gag slightly, the drool that had gathered falling from the corner of your mouth and into your tresses of hair. It amused Lee, watching you stare off into that little space you ran to, unable to control your body— you let him fuck you however he wante— no, however you needed.
Lee’s hand clasped around your face painfully, his thumb hooking behind your teeth “fucking answer me whore, or I’ll pull these out” a firm tug to your lower jaw warned you before he spat again, the hot liquid falling right on your tongue.
“I want this… wan you! Want your baby! Please Lee gimme your baby” you wailed, no longer caring about your volume.
“Good little slut, always begging for daddy ain’t you? You take this fucking baby, you take everything I give you” Lee’s pace stuttered, only for a second, but it told you everything you needed to know and you were disgusted at the way your body pled for it. The way your back arched, your pussy squeezing and frantic cries fell from your lips as your orgasm slammed into you like a train.
“Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Lee practically screamed as he sank himself into one last time, releasing spurt after spurt of his thick, hot, cream against your bruised womb entrance. You don’t know how long his dick sat in your throbbing canal, only falling from you once he was fully soft.
“God, who’d I fucking bless to get a little heifer like you hmm?” He spoke eventually, kissing your cheek, allowing his tongue to poke out and lap at the salty tears falling freely from your big sad eyes.
“Don’t look so fucking upset at this, it’s a good thing, you’re being used for something great…I know girls that would have their panties round their ankles in no time if I let them” He chuckled while standing, fingers gripping your discarded undergarments to wipe along his cock, gathering his cum, and your slick; which had a tinge of red from the tear in your fragile skin he caused by stretching you out.
Once he deemed himself clean enough, he ran the panties through the mess pouring from your core.
“This won’t do, you’re supposed to keep it in” He tutted before pushing the soaked material into your stretched hole, his fingers stuffing the scratchy fabric into you carelessly. He made quick work of the cuffs digging painfully into your wrists, placing a quick peck over each dark mark around them.
“Tomorrow, I don’t want none of this fighting bullcrap you hear? No panties, no bra, no attitude— just you, alright girl?” He pushed your cheeks together, puckering your lips in the process.
You knew that what you said to him wouldn’t matter, he’d take you all the same so you just nodded like you would every single time his cerulean stare flickered over your much smaller structure.
“Atta girl” His lips grazed over your own, and then like a ghost, he was gone, leaving you to sob in a pile of your own mess.
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I’m so sorry for him, he’s not usually like this, I promise he’s a nice guy 😔 🚩
Here’s your payment~
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sweetercalypso · 5 months
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Can you write something about sheriff!Joel or officer!Joel or something like that please
(also made him dbf!Joel because I thought it was fitting) suggestive ending but no smut <3
Joel Miller is a broad-shouldered, smoldering menace whose surly demeanor only gets worse when he’s in uniform.
You’ve known Mr. Miller your whole life, but when he pulls you over late one evening and sidles up to your driver’s side window, it’s like you’re meeting a stranger.
This isn’t the Southern charmer you know, the man who plays poker with your father and spends his weekends grilling in your parents’ backyard. The red and blue lights flashing behind your car glare across his face, distorting his features in a way that makes his expression hard to read. You swallow thickly as you roll your window down to speak to him.
“What seems to be the problem, Officer Miller?”
“It’s Sheriff Miller,” he grunts, one hand on the roof of your car and the other resting snugly on his belt. His voice is clipped and more blunt than usual, like his patience is already worn thin by the weight of your blunder. When his dark eyes meet yours under the brim of his hat, a nervous pit settles in your gut.
“My apologies, sheriff.”
He leans down so that his face is level with yours, badge gleaming with the reflection of the patrol car’s headlights. “You know how fast you were going back there?”
Your heart sinks in your chest as you realize that this isn’t a friendly stop or some ill-conceived joke your dad had convinced him to make. The air seems to shift now that you’re aware of the smug power he holds over you.
“I’m so sorry, Mr. Miller,” you lament, sudden tears threatening to spill over your lashes. “I didn’t realize I was speeding – please don’t give me a ticket. My parents’ll kill me.”
He chuckles low in his throat and the sound rumbles up your spine. “Don’t worry darlin’. I’m sure we can work somethin’ out.”
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silliemop · 11 months
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couldn’t decide if i wanted the dialogue off or on so have both
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AT FIRST THE PORTAL WAS WEIRD BUT I THINK I DID GREAT ON IT!!! IM PROUD OF IT VIGILANTE Y/N BELONGS TO @naffeclipse​ SHERIFF Y/N BELONGS TO @castercassette​ hope its okay to tag you!! 
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