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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

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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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

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”

#yandere cowboy #yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere x reader #yandere x male reader #male yandere x male reader #x male reader #x reader #male yan #cowboy yan #tw yandere #yandere blog #oc yandere #yandere x darling #yandere oc

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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 . . .

✎ 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."

#tw yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere blog #yandere hcs #yandere headcanons #male yandere #male yandere x reader #yandere cowboy #yandere cowboy x reader #yandere cowboy headcanons

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silassinclair · 2 months

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Introduction!! Yandere Wild West Outlaw x Reader

CONTENT WARNING: Guns, Violence, Fem Reader, For 16+ Readers Preferably (Ik i cant stop you younger little shits from being here)

Mayor John L/n should have known better than to attract the attention of Maddox Graves; the West's number one most wanted criminal and outlaw. But Y/n L/n's Father, John L/n, is a fool.

It all started when John L/n rode into town on his fine horse. Tonight he was going to drink at the bar and chat with the other townspeople about some small town drama. When John arrived outside the saloon however he noticed all of the posts had horses tied to them already. John looks around and sees a free spot! Just as John hopped off his horse to tie the rope around the wood post another man beat him too it.

The man shoulder checked John as he tied his black horse to the post.

“Hey I was about to tie my horse there you brute! And how dare you hit me!” John says angrily.

"I had my horse tied here first old man. Go find some place else to tie yours." The Mexican American man says; his accented voice rich and deep. The bottom half of his face is concealed by a dark red bandana. His cowboy hat is a dark brown color, a contrast to the black attire he adorns.

"Do you know who I am young man? I own this town! Now get your filthy horse out of my way before I teach you a lesson!" Mayor L/n shouts aggressively.

The outlaw frowns disapprovingly under the cloth of his bandana. This greedy old fart dare insult his stallion? And threaten him?

The outlaw brings his masked face close to the older man, making the older man back up nervously. Bringing his rugged hands to his hips the outlaw moves his long black leather jacket to the side, revealing one of his two revolvers. Each revolver being a stunning silver color with black metal engravings. No other gunman in the west had such weapons, no one other than Maddox Graves.

The mayor notices the shining gun and he gasps in fear for his life. "Those guns! Y-You’re M-Maddox Graves!" He shouts in newfound fright.

"That's right old man. You fucked with the wrong guy. Telling me to move my horse and insulting him in such a way? You're a real old fart I tell ya. Ya had some real balls o’ steel to threaten me too." The outlaw says as he pats the back of his midnight black stallion.

The mayor doesn’t waste a second as he goes to his horse as quick as possible. He gets on it's saddle to ride off. Luckily, he escapes the outlaw. However the outlaw already knows where the mayor lives.

And he will not let him get away with what he has done. No one disrespects Maddox Graves unless they want to end up in their own grave.

"Father? Are you alright?" A young woman says. The woman's name is Y/n L/n, and she's the one and only daughter of Mayor John L/n. In this shit stain of a small town that is on the bottom corner of maps, she brings light and joy. The townspeople adore her presence and work ethic. Though she is wealthy and the daughter of the mayor she does volunteer work in local farms and helps look after the town’s children.

Though Y/n L/n has no Mother, not anymore. So John L/n protects her with his life. She’s all he has left and he may have just lost her tonight for what he has done.

"How can I be so foolish?! Oh god what have I done!" The old man says in despair as he rushes over to his daughter. He embraces her in a desperate hug which she returns gently with a pat to his sweating back.

"Father whatever is the matter? What has you in such a stress?" She asks with genuine concern.

The old man holds her plush face gently in his wrinkled palms. He gazes into her eyes, for it may be the final time he get to do so.

"I have made a mistake Y/n... I insulted a dangerous outlaw and he may come here to our home. I need you to hide okay... Whatever you hear, do not leave your hiding spot."

Y/n feels her Father tremble. "Father I don't understand! Please whatever it is let me hel-"

"NO! I CAN HEAR HIS HORSE OUTSIDE! GO UPSTAIRS AND HIDE NOW!"

The poor young woman yelps as her Father pushes her away. She is about to argue but the desperation in his eyes makes her only nod and run up the stairs and do as she's told. Y/n goes to her bedroom and opens the door to her oak wardrobe. She hides behind a few gowns and shuts the door enough for there to be a crack.

There are sounds of talking downstairs. Y/n can hear the voice of her Father and another. The other voice is deeper and strikes fear into her core. She can hear how desperate her Father is as he pleads for his life.

“You got a little girl right? Would be a shame if she lost her Father.” The deep voice says.

“Yes! So please spare me Graves! I’ll give you money, anything you want! So please leave us in peace!” The old man begs on his knees.

“Hmmm.” The dark outlaw ponders.

BANG

Y/n covers her mouth as she yelps in horror at the sound of the gunshot. Her body trembled, the silence now was frightening. No longer did she hear the sound of her Father begging for his life. All that was left was a deadly silence.

Her Father was dead.

“Come out girl! Your Father isn’t dead~ He’s just sleeping.” Maddox taunts as he blows the smoke from the end of his gun before returning it to its holster.

Tears fell from Y/n’s eyes as she struggled to steady her breathing. She could hear his footsteps ascending the stairs. Slow, and taunting. He was taking his time.

“I don’t like playing games. Now come out before I kill you.”

The hiding woman refused to make a sound. Her survival instinct made her once trembling body as still as a statue when she heard his footsteps enter her room. She felt frozen as his steps stopped right outside the closet door.

“I know you’re in here little girl. Now come out.”

She didn’t.

“Okay, you asked me to do this.”

Light flooded into the wardrobe as Maddox nearly ripped the doors off the hinges from swinging it open so hard and fast. Inside he heard the scream of a woman and suddenly a boot clad foot coming out from behind gowns kicked him in the groin. Keeling over in pain he clutched his jewels and fell on his knees.

“OO- YOU BITCH!” He yells. His eyes widen when he sees her though. She peeks her head out from behind the dresses and gowns. Her face is soft and stained with dry tears. Rather than a young girl who he thought, it was a pretty woman who looked to be a few years younger than him.

“You’re a disgusting man!” She says angrily and runs out of the closet past the kneeling outlaw. Dashing down the stairs she sees her Father on the ground, bleeding from his side.

“Father!” She calls to him desperately as she kneels by his side and cradles his head. He’s still breathing, thank god. But he’s losing a lot of blood. So Y/n grabs the hem of her dress and tears off a strip of the fabric and ties it around his torso.

“I-I’ll run to town and call for a doctor Father.” She says with a weak smile. His eyes are closed, he seems to have passed out from shock.

Just as Y/n stood up to run out the door to get help a gunshot rings out and the bullet hits the doorknob she was just about the grab. Whipping her body back in shock she looks up and sees Maddox at the top of the staircase, his smoking gun aimed at her.

“You’re a wild one aren’t you missy?” He says with a smirk. A freshly lit cigar hangs from his mouth.

Y/n stands by the door as still as a statue as Maddox comes down the stairs. Now standing before her the height difference is very stark. Her head only reaches his shoulders.

“Let me leave… My Father is dying. I need to get to a doctor.” She says with a wavering voice.

Maddox blows smoke in her face and laughs.

“He may as well be already dead girly. He’s lost a lot of blood. And besides, even if you did make it to town you would come home to him dead. There ain’t enough time for dilly-dally.”

He was right, unfortunately. Y/n tried her best to hold back her tears. She had to stay strong, she couldn’t show weakness to this bloodthirsty killer. But she could only handle so much.

She looks behind the outlaw and sees her Father grow more pale as the seconds tick by. The moment she noticed her Father’s chest still… and a final breath escape his lips.. Y/n felt like her life was over. Her Father was dead. All hope is lost for her as she crumbles like an ancient statue.

“F-Father, my Father is dead! You killed him-!” She breaks down and grips her hair in her hands, sinking to the floor. Maddox only watches with a small grin as he tosses the cigar to the side.

“He was an old man who was gon’ kick the bucket soon anyway. I only sped up the process a lil’ princess.” Maddox says with a mocking coo. But Y/n looks up at him with a piercing glare. Her hands turn to fists and she strikes. Her fist collides with his face, causing him to whip his head to the side. Y/n stills as she awaits his reaction. He is eerily silent and his downcast gaze is dark.

But then she is suddenly met with a chuckle. His deep, rich laugh radiates throughout the home. Like an infection that invades the young woman’s eardrums. She can’t stand it.

“You hit hard little lady, I like that in a woman.” Maddox grips her chin, squeezing her face and puckering her lips.

“Such soft lips… Wonder how they’d feel against mine. Poor lil thang like you needs a strong man in her life.” His condescending tone sparks rage in Y/n. This man, no… this beast. This murderer. She needs to take revenge. To kill the man who killed her Father in cold blood. But not now. No, she would have to wait. She needs the right moment to strike.

And she doesn’t mind playing the long game. She’ll play along for now.

Hey yall, it’s me. I’m SLACKING so hard. School and work has been busting my balls and writers block is eating me alive. But this Oc got me out of the gutter. Hopefully yall like him! I plan to write for him more.

#yandere #yandere x reader #x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere cowboy #yandere outlaw #fem reader #obsession

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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 🥹🥹👌👌

#nectar's rambling #anon message #♡ anon #should probably do a farmer/cowboy yan fr #also another part for jock #this message was 10/10 💪💪🫶🫶#godnectar #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere jock #yandere farmer #yandere cowboy #yandere professor

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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'~"

#yandere x reader #yandere cowboy #yandere concepts #male yandere x reader #yandere imagines

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yxami · 8 months

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Can we get a little more Leon? I miss him 🥺

BTW love your work I always look forward to reading anything you post ^^

Hope you enjoy & thank you that’s so sweet 😭

Description: yandere cowboy x gn farmer reader, general fluff, why did I write so much omg, fluff with yandere, yandere cowboy, not a yeehaw cowboy though!

You were woken up with the usual feeling of Leon spread across your chest, draped over you like a blanket rather than the actual one disregarded on the floor. You sat up a bit, causing him to stir in his sleep, a tighter grip placed across your lower torso.

You grabbed your phone, missing the sightless grab a few times before managing to find it. You were still a little sleepy so your eyes instinctively shut close at the bright light in your face. You softly groaned but continued scrolling through. Something has to give you entertainment while he had you trapped here.

You wrote down all the chores and necessities you had to go grab. Water the plants, add some richer soil to one of the gardens, make sure there’s no bugs chewing at the fruits, last thing on your list was to stop at the town’s food market. You were missing milk, bread, and some seasonings.

All easily provided by the town market and cheap to stock up on! You were about to instinctively get up but you it left your mind that Leon snoozing on top of you, so you laid back down.

You still held your phone in your hand and wondered what you should do, it’s not like you wanted to be stuck here all morning like last time, that would mess up with your schedule that you already barely dedicated to.

You attempted to sneak out of the hibernating bear hug but he possessively wrapped his arms once more, almost like a sign that you were going to keep losing this battle. You sighed before sitting up once more but this time with him in your lap.

You got on your feet, fully standing up with his body weight resting on your hip as he stared with his half lidded eyes. He purred in delight that you still allowed him to be so clingy and just held onto you.

You were just glad that all the handy work for the farm has you able to carry heavy things, at least enough to carry the tall and plump cowboy that refuses to sleep without your presence.

After stopping right in front of the shed, you grabbed the usual watering jug and began walking plant to plant, giving them much needed nutrients with refreshing water that rejuvenated the sad leafs. The blaring sun had no affect on Leon unlike the plants, he just rested his head on your shoulder while inhaling your strawberry body wash from yesterday.

He loves strawberries, likely why you could feel him sucking on your neck and giving you love bites, which you paid no mind to, of course, this was the usual display of his neediness.

“I can carry you until I have to add some soil to the new plants I got, then you have to get up, kay?” You reiterate your words once more once you felt a tired sigh against your skin.

“Kay” He mumbled, enjoying the affection you spoiled with him for now, even though he wanted this to last much longer.

You swiped your hands together, effectively getting rid of soil clinging onto your palms after you added it to some flowers in desperate need for the nutrients. It was blooming season for this garden so you were watching it like a hawk everyday.

Crossing out that task, all that was needed was make a quick trip to the market for some groceries. You recalled the three item list and made a mental note of it as you got ready.

“Going somewhere?” Leon peered from the door frame, effectively taking in the view of undressing until his view was blinded with a shirt thrown upon his face. “Yeah, I gotta go get some things, you wanna tag along?” He nodded, running over to his room to go change before you could joke about leaving him for taking so long.

By the time you were finished dressing he was already out in some casual pants and white tank top. His bright golden curls perfectly groomed with a matching tail tip that curled slightly at the end. He was well presented, maybe too much for a simple market but you didn’t question it.

Your pretty cowboy just kept looking at his appearance in the car mirror with the little light that flickered on once he opened the sun visor for the 5th time in a minute. You inquired about it with a simple question. “Why do you keep looking at yourself? You look nice”

The butterflies in his stomach swirled around a little too much, he almost forgot how much he loves your praise. “Just making sure I look okay, I don’t go into town that often after-all” He closed the mirror and pushed back the sun visor.

You glanced once more but decided not to push, maybe he does just want to look nice.

The wide variety of milk has you little confused, more so than usual. Sometimes you’d just pick out whatever looked regular but everything looks the same other than the titles being a little different. 2 percent, low fat, skimmed, whole, what do some of these even mean??

You placed your sights on two options, the ones that you’ve picked out before, and while you were distracted with that, Leon whined and groaned at how long you took. He gained the attention of few, maybe by how nice he looked, or how he looked annoyed.

“Um.. sorry to bother, but can I get your phone number?” A meek girl holds her head up to look at Leon, placing her phone in between them if he was up to typing in his number.

“My number?” Leon looked at you, expecting you to respond for him, he never really spoke to strangers unless you introduced them as a friend or something. But this stranger was approaching him, not you.

“Y-yeah! If you’re single, I get it if you’re taken” She awkwardly laughed, smiling now that she gained some confidence with the conversation still going further than a simple no.

“I dunno.. hey, do I have a number?” He nudged at you, taking you away from zoning out at two milk labels. Your eyes quickly observed the situation, understanding what was happening with the look on her face.

“Oh, yeah, remember I taught you 2 weeks ago how to use your phone, I didn’t buy it so you could leave it at home” You sighed, looking through your contacts to look for his. While girl awkwardly stood, now having her phone closer to her, he peered over to look at yours, wondering what it even meant to give his phone number.

Something he asked you.

“It’s like.. wanting to get to know someone, and to go on dates” You mumbled to him while finally finding his number. You were about to read it out loud before he shut your phone off.

“Oh, sorry, I’m actually taken, I just wasn’t sure what you meant” He made an attempt at a light hearted laugh, crushing the girls hope at getting his number after being so close to it. “It’s okay! I understand” And with that she was out the market faster than she came.

“Huh? I had the number right here, why’d you turn her down? She was a cow girl too!” You emphasized that important fact, knowing that a partner for him would definitely help with heats, more so then you trying to order the milking machine just for it be canceled for the 3rd time in a row even though you never recalled doing so.

“Well I didn’t know she wanted to go on dates, I only want to do that with you!” He huffed, upset that you were suggesting to get with someone even though he’s already told you that he doesn’t want to the last two times.

Something that clicked in your head.

In this stupid little food market you realized Leon loves you. This random little moment made you remember all the moments he’d reject the idea of another mate, of a machine, and of her. Anything that didn’t involve you, he couldn’t give two shits about.

You felt red pour over your face faster than you’ve ever felt before, you hastily grabbed a jug of milk and placed it in the basket. Too distracted to see which one you picked, it might’ve been whole or two percent, you didn’t care enough to check.

Leon looked puzzled, he peered over trying to see your expression but each time you’d turn and pretend you found something you were looking for even though all you had to get was some seasonings and bread.

“What’s wrong? Did I say something bad?” He tugged on your shirt, his eyes calculating your expression after you gave up on hiding it. “I’m fine! Just thinking about what type of bread to get” You smiled, trying to keep your composure. Yet your ears felt hot, and your face felt warm.

“Kay..” He mumbled, resting his head on yours after deciding to stop asking, he assumed you were upset about something but the two of you would have the car ride back to talk about it.

You put all the groceries in the backseat, it was 4 bags at minimum, and you didn’t want the milk to have a chance at spoiling in the trunk. Leon looks over at the sun visor, hoping he still looked nice. Earlier he really tried his best on brushing his curls while also fixing his usually messy tail.

He wanted to look extra pretty while clinging onto you so people would assume he was your boyfriend and spread it all around that you were his! Even if you haven’t admitted it yet.

“You still look cute, Leon. What did you think of the visit?” You started up a conversation, trying to brush off your earlier embarrassment while still paying attention to the rocky dirt road, watching out for any animals that dared to run across.

“Fun! But I wish we had a date in a cafe or something before we left” He perked up at you talking, glad you weren’t mad, maybe you were just lost in thought earlier!

“How about we go tomorrow? I’ll treat you to some strawberry cheese cake” You grinned at his lost in thought expression fading into an excited one. “I can’t wait!” He wrapped his arms around you, making you have to tear off him off before he started his needy kisses while you drove.

You were ready to prepare yourself for the beaming cowboy dressing up and waking you up bright and early tomorrow.

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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

Yandere Cowboy x reader

Warnings: Yandere themes

A/n: I love cowboys 🫶

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 :)

#male yandere #yandere male #yandere x reader #yandere #male oc #male oc x gn reader #male oc x reader #male yandere x reader #moots #Louie Dayton my oc #yandere cowboy #Yandere cowboy x reader

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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?

#I miss cowboy cow now #yandere cowboy #yandere oc #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #male yandere #Milk farm tag #yandere blurb #yandere hybrid

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yandere-daydreams · 1 year

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Title: Shared Stock.

Pairing: Yandere!Cowboy!OC x Reader x Yandere!Farmer!OC.

Word Count: < 1.0k.

TW: Explicit Cowboy Self-Indulgence, Implied Non//con, Prolonged Imprisonment, and Gun Violence.

Mercy thinks Wren is too careful.

She says he treats you too much like a porcelain doll, not enough like the little spitfire she claims to know you are. She'll scoff when you tell her about his paranoia, roll her eyes when she sees you dressed in his aprons and flannel over-shirts, insist that you're tough enough to handle a few weeks on the open road - even if she never lets you out of her sight, much less far enough from her side to stray into any proper danger. She could spend hours admonishing the way Wren fusses over every scrape and scratch, but in all honesty, she's more selfish than trusting, willing to make-believe that you'd do better on horseback than tucked away in some ramshackle farmhouse if it means she gets to take you with her when she leaves town, on her way to some unnamed city on the edge of the world with only a herd of cattle and her crew. She doesn't think you'd stand a chance on your own, not in earnest, but she's far too possessive not to make your life as difficult as hers.

She's far too possessive in general, really. You know better than to say as much aloud (you can still remember the taste of her pistol against your tongue, still hear the sound of her voice as asked if you wanted to call her 'jealous' again), but there's a reason you're not allowed to talk to any of the other wranglers, that she always makes such a show out of splitting you open on her tongue behind the paper-thin scraps of material she calls a tent. One to spend every coin she earns and drain every bottle she comes across, Mercy's not the kind of woman who stand not to use what she has, and she does what she can to wear you down to the bone. Whether that means one of her fraying ropes is rubbing the skin of your wrists raw because 'you look like you've gotten it into your pretty little head to do somethin' stupid again' or you're sobbing you're eyes out because a man from her crew scowled at you the wrong way and, well, Mercy's always been faster to draw her gun than second-guess her own assumptions, she always finds a way to bleed you dry. She could afford to be a little more careful with you, all in all.

Wren thinks Mercy is too rough.

He's not as blatant about it as she is, but you see the way he frowns when she brings you back from a cattle drive covered in dust and cuts and bruise, and you know that, if Wren had his way, you'd spend all day baking apple pies and all night wrapped in handstitched quilts and never so much as cross paths with anything or anyone who might do you harm. There's no rope, when you're with him, no guns when you manage to forget about the shotgun he keeps in the shed behind the farmhouse - just locks on the doors and a few idle warnings that the townsfolk in these parts don't take kindly to troublemakers. When you try to tell him that he and his friends are the ones causing trouble for you, he just frowns and tells you to mind your tongue. You're something to keep safe and stowed away, to Wren, just like you're something to own and flaunt to Mercy. People don't tend to bother arguing with the precious gems they've already decided to hoard.

He doesn't bother talking to you much at all, as welcome as his silence usually is. That might be the worst thing about the farmhouse - how claustrophobic those wooden walls can feel before he comes home and drags you into a hour-long bath, just how suffocating the soundlessness can be and just how much worse it can get when you know you're relying on that monster of a man to break it. For everything you hate about Mercy, you're never bored when you're with her. You're never bored when you're with Wren, either, but Wren's not around very often. The fields have to be tended to, and Wren will barely let you hold a pairing knife, much less a spade. Wren doesn't give you as much to cry about as Mercy does, but sometimes, you almost wish he would. At least then, you'd have something to do.

You've tried to tell them that, if they both think the other's going to be the death of you, they could always let you go, set you free, drop you off on the outskirts of the nearest town with a sturdy pair of boots and enough cash to catch the next train to a more hospitable part of the country, but neither of them have ever taken kindly to your advice. That might be the only thing they have in common - how adamantly they refuse to let you wander farther than the horizon line, how ferociously they respond to any suggestion of a reality where you don't belong to one of them. That might be the only thing they agree on.

Neither of them likes the way the other treats you, but both Wren and Mercy know you wouldn't last a second on your own.

#woman loving wednesday #on thursday #cowboy fucking hours #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #yandere cowboy #yandere oc #yanderecore #yancore

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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

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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reareaotaku · 7 months

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Yandere! Cowboy

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-Freckled face boy loves the hot sun and the acres of animals. -He thinks about growing out a mullet, but thankfully he's talked out of it. He loves his light brown locks and gets angry when people try to ruin it. -He doesn't let anyone touch his hair, expect you. -You compliment his hair and tell him how pretty it is. His face turns a bright red and you mention how it looks so soft and he blurts out asking if you wanted to touch it. -He takes you horse back ridding -At first, you ride along with him -Mainly because he wants you to be safe [He also likes the way it feels to have your arms wrapped around him.] -Though, when you get to ride your own horse, he's a little sad -He teaches you how to be a cattle hand - And by that I mostly mean feeding the animals and taking care of the less aggressive animals [Like Chickens, Pigs, Sheep, etc] -He keeps you away from the animals like Bulls, Cows, Horned Goats -During November, the farm gets Turkeys and he lets you help him take care of them, but keeps you away when they kill them -He lies to you about where they go -He thinks you look so cute in cowgirl outfits -God, you make him so horny -He takes you horseback riding to beautiful areas and sets up picnics -All the food is home made and fresh [He only gives you the best] -He takes you dancing, even though you think it's ridiculous, but you always end up joining in and having a fun time

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere horror #yandere cowboy #yandere cowboy x reader #yander oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere oc x you #yandere x you #yandere cowboy x you

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suiana · 10 months

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I suddenly remembered this thing about the "Cowboy hat rule"

Cus apperantly If you take someone's cowboy hat and put it on your head, then you're supposed to "ride the cowboy"

Makes me wanna go swiper go swiping on Yan! Cowboy's hat 😩✋

🐄

"yeah, that's right my sweet... just like that..."

he smirks lazily at you, circling his thumb around your bruised hips as you bounce up and down of his hard cock. your hole clenches around it, making it harder to move as you whine and tug on his shirt, begging him to stop being so damn lazy.

he laughs at your attempt, kissing you passionately as he adjusts the hat he usually wears that was currently on your head. and that hat was the reason you were in this situation. you hadn't known of such a rule! you honestly just wanted to try it on! it's not like you minded though. because you'd ride this cowboy anyday.

"you're wandering darlin'. focus on me."

he mumbles, nipping at your neck as he begins to thrust up into your hole.

"don't worry, I'll teach you how to ride me."

#suiana's sinners #🐄 anon #yandere cowboy #yandere drabbles #suiana brainrotting #suiana rambling

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silassinclair · 1 month

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Hi!

Can I request Maddox with a darling who lives to read, maybe he catches her reading some old romance books in an abandoned house they shack up in or something like that

Btw I live your writing ♥️

As someone who loves to read I am obligated to write for this req 😤🫡 Thanks for the request tho!! Hope you like it :-)

Yandere Wild West Outlaw x Bookworm Reader

CW// Maddox is annoying, Reader being a little perv Masterlist Here!!

The new house Maddox found was lovely. It had decently okay furniture and a vast collection of old books on the shelf. It's small with only two bedrooms and one bathroom but it was charming. But what caught your interest was the big oak wood bookshelf. You couldn't even remember the last time you picked up a book. Being on the run with Maddox made time fly.

"Who would leave all these books behind? They're all in great condition." You mutter to yourself as you take a blue and purple book with gold trim off the shelf. Tracing your fingers down the spine of the hardcover novel you appreciate the craftsmanship. It was clearly expensive, something you could no longer afford. Your Dad bought you many books like these but now you were pretty much broke. You only had Maddox to rely on now.

Speaking of Maddox you had no clue where he was. Which you didn't really care, he always disturbed your peace. Cracking open the book you sit down on the loveseat and start reading. It was a romance book about a huntsman who fell in love with a duchess. The story was beautiful as it was exhilarating.

"Oh wow, you into that kinda stuff?"

You snap the book shut instantly, a mini cloud of dust poofs from the pages. Maddox chuckles huskily behind you, leaning down and resting his chin on the back of the loveseat.

"Oh don't be embarrassed princess, it was getting to the good part. What did it say again? Oh! Ahem-"

Maddox coughs into his hand and smirks. Deepening his voice he quotes the passage in a deep, British-like accent,

"He caresses the duchess' milky thighs, her womb felt of silk wrapped around his ma-"

"OH HUSH!" You whip around and smack the outlaw's head, his hat nearly flying off. But he only laughs at your flustered state.

"You're filthy." You groan and put the book back on the shelf where it was. But Maddox follows behind you and takes the book into his own hands and opens it up. Skimming through the pages he smirks.

"I'm filthy? Sweetheart you're the one readin' this junk." Maddox shuts the book and puts it back. Putting his hand up on the shelf he leans against it while looking down at your shorter self.

"Well it is a romance book." Rolling your eyes you choose a different book. This time you pick a title you're familiar with, Pride and Prejudice.

"Now leave me alone you brute. I'd like to relax for once." With that you walk away and go outside. Finding a nice tree you sit beneath it and read the book. Reading reminded you of home, the home that was ripped from you. In a way it was escapism which is unhealthy but a girl can dream right?

Hours pass and the sun begins to set, casting an orange glow across the cloudy sky. The words on the page become harder to read as the sun sinks lower and the moon rises. You didn't want it to end. You know you could read inside but that damn outlaw was inside. You just wanted to stay out here forever with the natural ambience of wind and birds.

Footsteps approach you and you already know who it is. Looking up you see him. Black denim jeans, a burgundy vest, twin revolvers around his waist, and a dark brown cowboy hat on his head. And of course that bandana covering the bottom half of his face. Anytime you asked him about his face he got ticked off so you avoided the subject. But you couldn't help but be curious.

"You're starin' sweetheart." His husky voice breaks the silence. There’s a hint of a Spanish accent mixed in with his Southern drawl. You can't help but think about what it would be like if you and him met under different circumstances. Would he save you from bandits? Offer to buy you a drink at the saloon?

Would you two have a storybook romance just like in the books you adore?

"Hey."

He's right in front of you now, crouched to your height. His gloved hand pets your hair and you're frozen. He has you in a trance that you make no effort to free yourself from. His dark amber eyes are crinkled in slight concern over your unusual silence.

"What..?" You say softly.

"It's gettin' dark. Unless you wanna be dinner for the coyotes then I suggest comin' back in. I'll cook up some beans so hurry your little bum up."

Well there goes the moment. You groan and get up off the grass, your back cracking as you stretch. Your eyes watch as Maddox walks back into the house. His hips sway as he walks, you never really payed attention to that before. His ass looks pretty round in those pants to-

"Ugh, what is wrong with me.." Groaning, you follow after him.

#yandere #yandere x reader #x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #obsession #maddox graves #yandere cowboy #cowboy #western

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kachowder · 1 year

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Just figured out “pink lemonade cowboy” meant so I added a blood sucker twist to it since I donated blood today and am in that mood I guess

I haven’t named him yet so y’all can be my guest if you come up with something

#yandere #x oc #vampire oc #cowboy oc #vampire cowboy #Yandere vampire #Yandere cowboy

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yanderemommabean · 1 year

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August is such a sweetheart lol, but god imagine city reader who comes out to the country to relax and enjoy all the sights it has to behold. she’s luckily able to work from home and enjoy the bountiful sights and home grown food. August takes immediate notice that you’re different than everyone else. from your accent, to the way you dress. the town talks about you being a godless woman, which is sorta true since you never really show up to practice their faith, but August doesn’t mind, maybe if he’s lucky he can get you to go to a few services with him and his family. funnily enough, your house is near his, which prompts him to be “neighbourly” and invite himself over with some cold drinks. the house you moved in was relatively nice for the area but desperately needed renovations. when he first found you, you were painting the outside of your house. you had your hair up, a t-shirt, and short shorts on which made the southern man thickly swallow and the exposed skin made August’s trousers tighten. August prayed to the lord that you wouldn’t turn around and notice his predicament. but unfortunately for him, whatever God that was out there apparently revelled in his torment. as you turned around, he quickly covered himself with package of the drinks and waved your way.

(I have august brain rot and i must spread it, but unfortunately don’t know how to continue this lol, feel free to use it if you like)

Oh that sweet smile you give him doesn't help his shame. He clutches the drinks for dear life as you come closer and take one from his hand, asking of he would love to sit and chat.

He wants to wipe sweat from his brow at that saving grace, a chance to cross his legs and act like the bulge was just some weird fabric fold in his jeans.

The entire time you and him chat, he's thinking about ways to kiss you. Ways to hold you, hold your hand, kiss your knuckles, sweet talk you. When you laugh at his story, he pictures himself with you on long nights, holding you tight while you both share your thoughts and past experiences.

He suddenly pictures his lips kissing lower on you, maybe having a nibble at your shoulder while you moan and grab his hair-

Oh no. No no no. He can't get this mess to go down, he needs a way to leave! You're such a sweet little thing you don't need something so raunchy to be revealed!

He'll find a way to excuse himself, but his problem doesn't stop when he gets home. It doesn't stop when he takes a cold shower. It doesn't stop when he thinks of church and tries to pray. It only stops after he's made three messes in his hand and he's breathless and filled with a whirlwind of emotions.

-Mommabean

#August my oc #my ocs #yandere cowboy #oh no #yandere scenarios #yandere smut #yandere lemons #yandere imagines #mommabean #yandere male

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