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daughtersofthesun · 3 months
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mother said it’s time for the yeehaw agenda
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chaneajoyyy · 1 month
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Again
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She done did it again y’all!
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tchallasbabymama · 2 months
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I finally went blonde last week, and it’s really putting the YEE in my HAW 🤠
I gotta get the most out of the big hair before I start my loc journey next month, but this born-and-bred Nashville girl is .5 seconds away from storming the Opry stage!
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uzumaki-rebellion · 18 days
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homiehugs · 2 years
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my daddy warned me ‘bout girls like you...
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What a combination 😂
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seasonofthewitch06 · 2 months
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You can find me out where the corn and the cotton grow
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daughtersofthesun · 3 months
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chaneajoyyy · 1 month
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BOUNCE ON THAT SH*T NO HANDS
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texasbama · 3 months
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🤠🤠🤠
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uzumaki-rebellion · 1 month
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2024 Yeehaw Agenda Activated
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neongreenllama · 8 months
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Prompt: Lazy
Cowboy Remus Agenda?
@wolfstarmicrofic - 630 words
“Are you gonna tell me where you’re taking me or will you just murder me in stoic silence once we get there?”
They were riding their horses along the edge of the field where the herd was peacefully grazing in the afternoon.
He didn’t respond, which he knew was driving Sirius mad.
“Ah well,” Sirius sighed heavily and continued in an exaggerated Southern accent and an air of ancient wisdom which were most definitely not his own, “You know what I always say. No hour of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle.”
Remus fought off a smile and remained silent. Sirius’ pony was the most docile one Remus had ever seen in his life, but despite the fact that Trigger literally did not care where he was going or what was happening to him, ever, Remus still had him tied to the horn of his own saddle. Just in case he decided to buck or run away for the first time in his life.
Because Sirius could not ride a horse to save his life, nor had he ever sat in a saddle until a few weeks ago.
They continued along the fence for a few more minutes until they’d left the cows and the farmhouse far behind them, when Remus stopped their horses and dismounted.
“This is where you’re taking me? A field? Why that’s so refreshing after all that field we’ve been through. You really know how to make a girl feel special.”
He turned to hold Trigger still by the halter so Sirius could get down as well, not that the gelding would ever move on his own volition. Sirius did, and not ungracefully for someone who’d lived his whole life in the city, and Remus tied both their horses to one of the nearby trees.
“I thought we were gonna do some cool cowboy stuff,” Sirius pouted, not helping him at all.
“We are,” Remus just said and laid down in the shadow of another tree, tipping his head forward as he leant against the trunk. He crossed his ankles and folded his hands over his stomach.
“You’re taking a nap,” Sirius pointed out from where he was standing.
“Exactly.” He closed his eyes.
“We should get back on them horses and round up them damn cows down yonder. Yeehaw,” he said in that accent again, adding that ‘yeehaw’ in a pointedly monotone voice, still not making a move to join Remus.
“I don’t sound like that,” Remus halfheartedly defended himself from under the brim of his hat, but trying hard to hold back his laughter at the ridiculous nonsense Sirius was saying.
“I don’t sound like that,” Sirius imitated him promptly, laying it on way too thick in Remus’ opinion.
“Just shut up and c’mere,” he murmured and moved from his comfortable position to grab Sirius’ jeans around his ankle and pull.
The other man finally complied, and Remus managed to pull him down half on top of him, losing Sirius’ hat in the process.
“So this is what you cowboys do all day? Nap?”
“Mhh.”
“Mhh.” He removed Remus’ hat to kiss him on the lips. “I think I might be warming up to it.”
Remus pulled him back in for another one.
For the rest of the afternoon they laid lazily in the shadow of the tree, drifting off to sleep in between kisses and watching the horses graze, enjoying the slight breeze in the heat of the afternoon.
The view from the farmhouse was obstructed by the steep of the hill and the trees, and no one was around to tell them what they could and couldn’t do. The horses didn’t mind, and neither did the cows that slowly wandered to this side of the field for fresher grass.
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generalsmemories · 5 months
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jing yuan with a cowboy hat and boots with a with a mullet and a HEAVY south accent while munching on a brisket and repeatedly saying "well butter my ass and call me a biscuit y'all it is hotter than Satan's ass crack out here YEEHAW🤠🤠"..
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slumbie bestie are u okay where did Texas Jing yuan generate from is this a call for help or a personal belief that he would very much enjoy Texas
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