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bellarkeselection · 9 months

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Giving Second Chances

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Wattpad request from Silverose365 Reader is a trouble teen the state is having trouble with so after multiple failed foster families the state calls John. The reader accidentally messed up on a job and gets called out until Rip makes a different choice than her previous foster family's.

John and Rip followed Sheriff Haskell out into one of the barns on the ranch. The three stops in the entrance seeing someone peaking their head over one of the hay bails. John slowly walked forward trying to not scare the girl off that looked to be a young teenager reminding him of meeting young Rip. “Hey there, kid. I ain’t gonna hurt you. Do you wanna come talk with us?”

“Where’s the girl from?” Rip crossed his arms looking at Sheriff Haskell.

He responded to John’s right hand. “She’s been bounced from foster home to another. She’s got a bad streak of breaking the law. I got a call saying the foster system was sending her to him until she bolted. Thankfully she ended up where they we’re taking her. Bringing her to John.”

Lifting my gaze up to the older cowboy guy wearing a tan cowboy hat I watched him bend down to her level. “Are you going to send me back to foster care….I don’t do good in that place. They all say I’m too old and reckless.” I had been moved around where I just started running away every time they sent me back in the system.

“I ain’t sending ya back. My name is John Dutton, what’s your name darlin’?” The rancher asked me offering his hand and I allowed him to pull me to stand up with him seeing another guy by the sheriff that was dressed in black with dark hair and hard eyes staring at me.

I nervously responded back to him. “Y/n. My name is Y/n, sir…what are doing now?”

“You come work for me.” John said looking at the man calling his name so I could put it with his face before he left us in the barn together. “Rip, you’re gonna teach her the way I did you.”

It had been a few months since that day and this is the longest that I have ever been in compared to my other foster homes. Placing a dark brown hat on my head I slide my brown boots on heading to the Yellowstone barn. Throwing a saddle on Lioyd’s horse I started tying it on until I heard one of the bunkhouse cowboys coming over to me. I believe Walker was his name. “It looks like a a cowgirl doesn’t know how a saddle goes on a horse.”

“What…what did I do?” I panicked beginning to twist the sterups and the back sinch backwards before I ran my hands through my hair.

Walker came over on his horse. “You put the saddle on backwards kid.”

“Crap, crap.” I mumbled under my breath quickly fixing it until John came over to me seeing that I avoided his gaze mumbling to myself unknown that he could hear me. “How could I put the entire saddle on backwards. That was stupid. I should have known that.”

It wasn’t the first the older rancher had seen her be hard on herself after she made some mistakes or didn’t be s quick as what the cowboys had told her to do something. And she would end up beating herself up over failing. John just hoped the girl saw that she was a good hand like he did. Because she was almost the same way when he found Rip years ago.

Walking through the barn I nodded to my boss Rip Wheeler who was walking with his horse when he noticed me. He climbed up on his horse addressing in my direction. “Y/n, got saddle Mr. Dutton’s horse. You’ll be riding it today with us to learn how to ride.”

Running inside the barn I took the reins of the boss’s horse tying the rope on the side of the wooden fence. Tossing the saddle over the horse I quickly tied it together. Putting me foot in the stirrups up Rip called my name. “Woah you think you’re forgetting something kiddo.” Shifting my gaze down to the ground I hadn’t noticed my hat fell off during the process.

“Ah shit…sorry sir.” Snatching it up I placed it on my head quick climbing back on the horse knowing he didn’t like wasting daylight and I always followed his instructions as fast as he said them.

Rip had me following behind him where I griped the reins in my hands bouncing with the horse watching the others herding the cattle in front of us. Normally he was leading the pack but not today. “Go herd up the ones on the side that get loose. You got that?” He kicked his horse to go when I nodded in understanding.

Running down the valley I followed after one cafe that got loose leading it back to the group. Staying close to the group another one got loose where I grabbed my rope throwing it over it head trying to lead it back but it just picked up sped. I screamed when it managed to pull me off my horse and I fell into the dirt. “No, no,…ah fuck!”

“Woah girl, are you alright?” Lioyd came over on his horse holding the reins of mine since it ran off towards him so he brought my horse back over to me.

Holding my right wrist I winced when I tried to bend it a little. “I think I just tweaked my wrist a bit….I thought I roped it the right way.”

“You roped it around the neck when it should have been around the waist so he wouldn’t run on ya. Climb back on your horse and help us finish this out.” Rip responded sternly beside his older friend.

Scurring to my feet I put one foot in the stirrup using my left hand to support most of my weight than my right. I should have done better, sir.” I apologize when Rip glared at me watching me ride off with Lioyd figuring that she meant well.

Once nightfall had come and everyone had their horses up for the night I didn’t come down to the bunkhouse for dinner since I was staying in the spare room of Rip and Beth’s house. Brushing my hair away from my face I had banded my wrist as best as I could and put everything I had in the duffel bag foster care had given to me. I just needed to wait until everyone went to bed to run rather then wait till morning already knowing what would happen. I had messed up way more than someone my age should. “I’m too old to get adopted….I will be better off just waiting until I’m eighteen. Only two more years left being someone else’s problem..”

“When I said don’t think you deserve this. I meant it literally but I didn’t you’d run from it.” Whipping my head around I gasped through tears seeing Rip was leaning in the doorway of my bedroom.

Croaking through tears I scooted up against the pillow and headband avoiding his gaze. “How did you know I’d be here?”

“Cause you didn’t come down for dinner and you ain’t missed a meal since the day you came here. You want to tell me what’s going on with you?” He presses on with his tone being both stern but went softer when he could hear me lightly crying in front of him.

Hugging my knees to my chest I buried my face into them sobbing even more when I struggle to get the words out already sensing what he was going to say next. “I’m a screw up here, Mr. Wheeler. I can’t do half the jobs you give me right…I don’t have great confidence even when I put in as much effort as I can. You see me exactly like everyone else does…a reckless teenager who won’t make it any longer in getting adopted. Cause I don’t follow directions good….so you’re done with me. You’re going to send me back tomorrow.”

“Where the hell did you get an idea like that, sweetheart?” He blurted out raising his voice in shock.

Peaking over my knees with my hair in my eyes I whispered back to him. “That’s what every family I have been with does. Why would you be any different to me?”

“Because you are the hardest working foster kid I have seen. You’ve got good manners and put in almost more effort than any of those bunkhouse boys do. And you ain’t any reckless than most teenagers are.” He came over and sat beside me on the bed removing his black hat when he went to take something out of his jacket. He unfolded a paper and handed it to me. “You are a darn good kid, Y/n. I am hoping to help you improve your confidence in time being here.”

Scanning my eyes over the paper in my small hands I couldn’t hardly believe it. “You want to adopt me..but I….thank you Rip.” Flinging my arms around his neck he was taken back not used to seeing me giving any kind of emotion like this.

“You’re welcome, darling. But promise you will still work as hard as you would if you weren’t gonna be my kid.” He hugged me briefly until he made me look in his eyes when he barely broke the embrace.

Nodding through happy tears I grinned up at the cowboy and lead hand of John Dutton. “Don’t worry I will..uh dad.”

Footsteps came down the hallway where we both glanced over over shoulders noticing that it was his wife. “You better call me mom and come eat this hamburger helper otherwise you’ll face the bear.”

“Yes ma’am.” I jumped off his lap rushing down the hallway making it to the kitchen table almost shoving food into my mouth overjoyed to actually have a place to call home.

Beth smiled at her husband when he stood by her in the hallway watching you. “She’s our kid now, baby.”

“She’s our second change at one and I gotta say she’s a pretty good one.” He responded looping his hand with hers giving her a gentle and the pair joined you at the dinner table.

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ericaand · 2 months

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i am so sorry for the comment i left, i was jus too excited!! no seriously though, i apologize. but since your taking requests for Kayce Dutton…

I would love it if you could write a bsfs to lovers??

Like maybe reader grew up on the ranch with the Duttons bc she had some connection to one of the ranch hands or jus was bsfs with one of the Dutton siblings so she became Kayces bsf. Maybe he and Monica split up or they were never together (you decide) and maybe some SERIOUS AMAZING TENSION WITH THE BEST LOVE CONFESSION😍

again, thank you! and i’ll keep requesting as long as this writers block is here bc i need me and love me some Kayce!!

Seriously had a ton of fun writing this. Enjoy, and send MORE! Please.

Pairing: Kayce Dutton x Fem!Reader

Words: Almost 2k.

Warnings: slight mentions of blood. underage alcohol use. That's about it.

"You know, I hate how much I care about you." Kayce's eyes burn into yours, scanning from right to left continually.

He balls his hand into a fist and speaks through clenched teeth, "Because I know..."

He pauses, loosens his stance, and hangs his head sighing, "I shouldn't."

Earlier that day:

Driving down the familiar driveway, you began to reminisce on all the time you spent on the ranch as a child. With each spin of your tires, the car filled with dust; the smell taking you back to a time when things were easy, and playing with boys was just that: playing.

You hadn't returned to the ranch since your best friends, Kayce and Monika, married. It was too much. Too much pain. Too much hurt. Too much love.

In fact, you weren't even sure you could consider them your best friends anymore. Now, they were each other's best friend. And you? You were just the third wheel now. Sure, you talk to Monika on occasion, mostly through texting. But even that hadn't happened in months. There hasn't been any contact with Kayce at all. Except for the occasional grocery store visit. But even then, it's not like it used to be. Your hellos now feel hollow. But at least the goodbyes don't hurt as much anymore.

You weren't really sure what to expect when you got to the ranch. You knew John and Beth, and Rip would probably be happy to see you; you never really saw them at all anymore. The ranch hands were always fun to spend time with. But now, it feels different. Now, the childhood magic has drifted away, not just from the ranch but from you.

You continue to drive, spotting the tall white silo. Instantly, you're envisioning three little kids chasing after each other, round and round the silo. The side of your mouth curves into a smirk.

You put it in park and take a deep breath, leaning your head back and closing your eyes. When you've conjured up enough courage, you step out and make your way toward the corral. Your steps are slow, hands in your back pockets, head down; until you hear someone yell.

"Y/N! That you?"

You look up to see Rip, slowly trotting over to you with a smile. You tilt your head and smile with a shrug.

"Well, I'll be damned! If it ain't little Y/N." He swings his leg around the horse and graciously hops down. He wraps his arms around you, as you wrap yours around his waist.

He grips your shoulders and pushes you away from himself. "Let me get a good look at ya." He clicks his tongue a few times as he shakes his head.

"You look just like your momma. Beautiful. Whatcha doin' here, kid?"

"Well, looks like you and your boys are obviously starving." You say sarcastically, waving your hand toward the horse corral. "You're lookin at the new Dutton Ranch chef. John called me a while back and asked if I could come help out while Gator was away. I couldn't turn it down. I mean, who says no to John?"

"I sure as hell don't." Rip lets out a quick breath. "See ya later, kid. Can't wait for dinner. I always miss your mommas cooking."

You make your way to the house slowly, letting the wind flow through your hair. You stop dead in your tracks when you spot the small circle of Adirondack chairs in the front yard.

You recall it being the last weekend of summer, all those years ago. A soda bottle filled with whiskey from John's stash was being passed around between the three of you. The fire gently lights the faces of your friends. All that was heard was the crackling, the laughter, and the crickets.

"Dance with me?" The boy with dusty blonde hair reached his hand out to you. You took his hand as he delicately helped you out of your chair.

You draped your arms over his shoulders, as you began to sway slowly. Although the musk of whiskey was strong, you could smell faint bits of his cologne; pine began to fill your nostrils.

"I've gotta pee!" Monika shouted, stumbling toward the house.

You rested your head on his chest as you both continued to sway in sync, his hands resting on your hips.

"This is so perfect, Kayce. I don't want it to end. The stars. The fire. You." You mumbled.

Kayce stopped moving and lifted your chin with his finger. "What?"

"You heard me." You smiled.

Kayce slowly began to dip his head down, until you both heard Monika assert herself by asking when it was her turn for a dance. Kind and caring Kayce pulled you back into a hug and kissed the top of your head, barely whispering, "Me neither."

"You gonna stand there all day? Or are you gonna come cook some supper?" Someone hollared from the porch.

You blinked to reality, seeing John leaning on one of the stone pillars. You smiled as you began to walk towards him, him now walking toward you.

"How are ya, darlin? We sure have missed seeing you around here." John says, pulling you in for a hug. "I'm sorry about your Mom. She was my favorite chef, you know. Well, you might change that."

"Thanks, Mr. Dutton. I missed it here, brings back a lot of memories though." You spoke into his chest.

"Its John, especially to you. You know that. Where's your stuff?"

"It's, uh, in the truck. Should I -" He cuts you off.

"Eh, well have Rip grab it later. Let me just show you where you'll be staying real quick."

John escorts you up a log staircase and to one of the bedrooms. After informing you where everything was, he motioned for you to follow him to the kitchen. Nothing had really changed in the Dutton home. Maybe some updated furniture, but that's about it. You almost felt like it was a time capsule.

The kitchen was small but extremely functional. You walked through, gently grazing your fingers across the beautiful stove. You turned to meet John's gaze.

"Things have changed a bit, but this will work for you, right?" He asked.

"Absolutely." You said with a smile.

"I'll leave you to it." He said, turning and walking away.

You pulled ingredients from the fridge and various cupboards, chopping and prepping. You began to feel the frustration build in you from not knowing your way around the kitchen. You grabbed a bottle of beer from the fridge, popped the top, and chugged as much as you could down in one gulp.

You tilted your head back to finish the bottle and turned to put it in the sink, only to be met with another body next to you. There stood Kayce with his back and hands leaning on the counter, smiling cheekily at you.

"Just like I remember." He said.

"Hi, Kayce." You replied, placing the bottle in the sink and going back to the stove.

"You know, I thought I was seein' a ghost." He laughed. "What're you doing here?"

Not taking your eyes from the stove, you replied. "You're looking at the new chef. I'm filling in for Gator while he's gone."

He nodded with pursed lips. "Well, I'm gonna go get washed up."

You turned and nodded with a smile, as he began to walk away. Why was Kayce here? Last you heard he was living on the reservation with Monika.

You filled large serving dishes with the meal for the night and began to place them in the middle of the table, in front of John, Kayce, and Beth.

"Enjoy, guys." You forced a quick nod, wiped your hands on your apron, and moved to leave the room.

"Y/N, stay. Eat. Please. You're not just a chef here. You're family." John spoke.

"Oh...okay. Uh, thank you." You said meekly, pulling your apron over your head and laying it over the back of a chair. Kayce slid the chair next to him out and gestured for you to sit. You obliged.

As you sat and ate, everyone caught up with each other's lives and reminisced about the good times that were had years ago. You noticed that your wine glass never seemed to be empty, but you didn't mind. There were a lot of emotions going on, so a little numbness was welcomed.

You couldn't help but notice that Kayce continually touched your shoulder with his, and you seemed to be the focus of his attention tonight. During dinner, you found out why Kayce was here, and not with his wife and son. He expressed that Monika wanted nothing to do with the ranch and didn't feel it was a good place for Tate. She told him she needed space.

As dinner finished, you piled the family's plates on top of yours and began to balance them into the kitchen, only to realize upon standing that you were much more inebriated than you thought. Before you could even stop it, one plate fell right after the other; shattering on the ground.

The tears began to flow, out of embarrassment and fear combined. You quickly dropped to your knees and attempted to pick up the tiny pieces scattered all around. Unknowingly, while picking up the shards of plates, you were also cutting small slices into your hands. You felt hands on your shoulders.

"Y/N? What happened? Stop, stop. It's okay." Kayce shouted.

You stood and brought your shakey hands over the sink, small drops of blood dripped into the basin.

"I thought I could do this. I thought I could come back here. I figured it'd been enough time. I didn't know it would hurt so much. Between everything that happened with you. And now with Mom..." You cried.

Kayce stepped behind you, his chest pressed to your back. He turned on the faucet, took your hands in his, and gently rinsed each finger and cut slowly. You leaned your head back against his collarbone, wincing at the water stinging your nerves.

After he finishes rinsing your hands, he turns you around and blots your hands tenderly with clean paper towels.

"You know, I hate how much I care about you." Kayce's eyes burn into yours, scanning from right to left continually.

He balls his hand into a fist and speaks through clenched teeth, "because I know..." he pauses.

He loosens his stance and hangs his head sighing, "I shouldn't."

You rest your forehead on his.

"Why?" You ask.

You both pull away to face each other, the eye contact almost unbearable.

"Because I fucked up...I fucked up a long time ago. And if I didn't, well, maybe things would've been different." He shook his head and stared out the window behind you. "I wouldn't trade Tate for the world. But I don't know why I didn't just speak up. I didn't want to be with Monika. But we were having a baby, what was I supposed to do?"

"Hey, you did the right thing." You cupped his face in both your hands, forcing him to look at you again. "You were having a baby! What else were you supposed to do?"

"I was supposed to be with you. I wanted to be with you. I love you, Y/N. There's no one else I ever saw myself making a life with." He lamented.

You moved your arms to drape over his shoulders, memories of that night flooding back to you again. In the same fashion, Kayce hooked a finger under your chin to align his lips with yours. Warmth flowed to your cheeks. His lips met yours, soft and tender. It felt like home.

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spenceralexdutton · 25 days

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I’m up for drabbles if anyone wants me to write something!

#spencer dutton #spencer x alex #1923 #brandon sklenar #julia schlaepfer #alexandra #alex #spencer x alexandra #alex dutton #yellowstone #my drabbles #drabble #my fics #requests

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green-ajah-aes-sedai · 1 year

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Rip Wheeler x Beth Dutton + Carter

For @hcllfirexxandxxhclywater

#rip wheeler #beth dutton #beth wheeler #rip x beth #beth x rip #carter #carter yellowstone #yellowstone carter #yellowstone #yellowstone moodboard #yellowstone aesthetic #yellowstone edit #my edits #requests

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fable-stims · 22 days

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Yellowstone stimboard for @thatguylainey!

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#yellowstone #nature #water #orange #blue #white #green #gray #stimboard #stimblr #stim #thanks for the request! hope you like it

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vikingstoner69 · 3 months

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#requests are still open btw #reader #please request #reader smut #request #requests #vikingsarmy #Yellowstone #rip wheeler #omfg so sexy

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rhettabbotts · 1 year

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Hi I idk if you are taking requests right now but I love you Ryan Yellowstone smut! It's so good! Any chance you'd write more? Maybe you're a ranch handler living in the bunk house and he finds your vibrator and turns on and wants to use it on you? If not it's okay!

bestie this has my brain screaming rn omfg im gonna write this soon so be on the lookout for it <333

#asks #requests #ryan #Yellowstone #ryan yellowstone x reader

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shameless-girl · 1 year

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Love on the ranch ( yellowstone request)

Summary: a mix of Abby and ryan , teeter and Colby, plus my oc and walker .

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Working on the Dutton ranch was hard work but the people were worth it. Teeter and Colby were like the fun loving couple, they did crazy things together and looked out for each other at the same time. Abby and ryan was a relationship straight out of a romantic novel, basically love at first sight and they never shut up about each other. As for harley and walker it was a different story, they weren't together and butted head over nearly everything but they were the only ones that couldn't see the connection.

It was Saturday night, the ranch was quiet meaning they could have a drink and play games . Harley squished next to teeter and Colby on the couch " you guys make me sick " the purple haired women groaned at the kiss her friends shared , teeter pulled away from her partner and turned to her best friend " at least we aren't as bad as them " the short haired women spoke as she pointed towards Abby and ryan who were cuddled up on the bunk , they basically needed their own room " Jesus take it somewhere else " harley shouted as she threw a book at ryan , a few of the others laughed at the slight of the book hitting ryan " oh yeah at least I can get some " ryan joked back climbing off his bunk and threw the book back towards harley but she ducked and laughed " would you children cut it out " walker groaned from wear he was sitting next to the window, harley smirked before for turning towards the rest " someone is grumpy he doesn't get any either " harley commented making Lloyd spit out his drink but walker didn't think it was funny " is that why your so moody " he snapped back making everyone turn to watch what was about to happen, harley was stubborn and never backed down first " obviously your still a virgin then " was the comeback the purple haired women had chosen as her next sentence, by now the pair were face to face " wouldn't you like to know " walker smirked trying to get the better of harley but she was quick with words and already knew how to challenge someone like him " you wouldn't be able to handle me darling " she whispered as she leant closer, all eyes were on them... teeter was sure that harley was to blind to even notice the way walkers breath caught in his throat when the stubborn woman leant closer but it was differently noticeable for teeter. Harley turned on her heel and headed for the door " where are you going " Abby asked from where she was sitting, harley turned towards her other friend " going to the barn " she replied before disappearing out the door and the sound of her boots hitting the ground was heard slightly. Some of the bunkhouse thought walker was a fool if he didn't like harley, she was smart .. funny.. hard working and beautiful.

Harley signed at the thought of walker stuck in her head , truth was she did like him.. she had from the first time they meet but he wouldn't think the same " so stupid " she groaned to herself as she leant against the wall to the barn . She didn't understand why men were so hard sometimes, she was sure men didn't catch her hints or they just didn't like her . Harley was jealous of how her friends had lovely relationships and she couldn't even get the guy she wanted to like her , she wanted what teeter and Colby had or Abby and ryan had . She wanted someone to look at her like the was the beautiful thing they had ever seen " why can't I be beautiful " she said to herself not realizing someone was standing there " you are beautiful " a male voice answered her , Harley slightly jumped at the sudden voice . Her eyes looked onto walkers as he stepped into the light, harley didn't even hear him follow her " don't play with me " she rolled her eyes at the words he had spoken, she didn't believe him and just thought he was joking " I'm not playing" he admitted as he stepped closer towards the confused woman, harley thought he hated her " are you being serious " she questioned him as he was known standing right in front of her body, he smiled slightly before leaning closer " I'm always serious sweetheart " he whispered in her ear , harley couldn't feel her heart beat faster as he kept himself close " you wouldn't handle me " she teased reminding him of what she had said back at the bunk house " I'd like to find out " was the reply she got before walker pressed his lips against her own , Harleys eyes widen slightly before returning the kiss . Walker had his hands against Harley's waist as she moved her hands around the back of his neck to pull him closer, their lips moved in prefect sync before another voice interrupted them " well wasn't expecting this " teeter giggled from where her and Abby were standing, the pair had decided to check on there friend once they noticed that walker was no longer in the bunkhouse but found something unexpected . Walker pulled away turning to see the gigglly woman standing a few meters away " go away " harley groaned and try to make her friends leave " don't worry we are going " Abby replied as she dragged teeter back towards the bunk house " soo , do you still want to see if you can handle me " harley straight up asked walker once her friends were gone " I want to make you mine " walker admitted before kissing harley again.

Teeter and Abby giggled all the way back to the bunkhouse before telling everyone else what they had just seen , of course some were surprised but others agreed it was about time harley and walker actually admitted how they felt. Teeter smiled knowing she could hopefully convince the new couple to go on triple dates now .

#yellowstone #walker #yellowstone imagine #Yellowstone requests #walker yellowstone #walker imagine #teeter yellowstone #abby yellowstone #ryan yellowstone #colby yellowstone #cowboy #ranch #bunkhouse

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roadkill-writes · 4 months

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Hello! My requests are currently paused but feel free to look at my requirements.

You are able to send in requests just please know that they will not be worked on until my requests get opened again.

☆ Tv shows/ Movies I write for: ☆

•Stranger Things

•IT 2017

•Cobra Kai

•Outer Banks

•YellowStone (s1 only for now)

•Call of Duty

•Jujitsu Kaisen

•ChainSaw Man

•The Black Phone

•Free!

•SoulEater

Eventually the list will grow.

Obviously please feel free to message me about anything else. Ideas requests or even just an idea But again understand I will not complete any requests until I reopen them.

Things I do not write/ Will not write:

•Smut (Eventually down the line I’m gonna dabble in trying to write it)

•Following that anything having to do with BDSM, kinks and other things alike. Characters that are minors in a sexual manner, SA.

If there is something you’re wondering if I will or will not write for please just message me and I can clear up any confusion.

#roadkillwrites #request requirements #stranger things #outer banks x reader #it 2017 #x reader fanfiction #fanfics #fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington #henry bowers #eli moskowitz x reader #reader insert #yellowstone x reader #jujutsu kaisen #soul eater #chainsaw man #the black phone

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michelle-manips · 2 years

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Ian Bohen coloring edit

#manip #manipulation #my manip #mine #requests are open #requests are welcome #manip request #requests are always open #manip requests #requests #coloring #black and white #ian bohen #teen wolf #yellowstone #peter hale #ryan yellowstone

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bellarkeselection · 10 months

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hello 🙃this is my first request ever and it's pretty weird but can u do a piece with rip x f! dutton reader when she's pregos with rips bby girl and she either have a little accident with a horse or in danger bc of one of the shows villains like beth and rip goes a little crazy like he how he did it in the car driving to Beth on those 2 guys were beating her.

Comfort from john and rip and fluff at the end also maybe a age gap 😁😁😁plz and thank u

Wheeler's as Tough as a Beer

The rain was hitting the glass windshield harder than I cared for. When I left the doctors office it was only lightly raining and you could hear some thunder in the distance. Gripping the steering wheel I gulped in nervousness feeling the car kind of fighting me when I drove through some puddles. Moving one hand to my phone laying In the cup holder I saw it was my husband calling me. “Hey honey, I’m on my way home now.”

“That’s great. Although the storm is picking up here. What did the doctor say about the baby?” Rip asked through the phone where I could hear the barn door shutting behind him meaning they were putting the horses up before it got worse than it already was.

Using my turn signal I stopped at a red light waiting for it to change to green. "She said everything was good. In about 3 months we should have our baby boy or girl." The ranch was only two different turns and one stop sign before I was back on the family home.

The light finally changed from red to green where I slowly hit the gas pedal. Turning my steering wheel I was making the turn but there was a car coming down from the way I was turning. But the car instead was on the wrong side of the road coming directly at me. “Oh my god, Rip!” I screamed before I attempted to move my car but the wheels hit a big puddle where I swerved and the other car still barreled straight into me.

My head hit the steering wheel harshly before it hit a wooden poll that was for the power lines. My phone got thrown and it shattered the screen. Blinking my eyes I lifted my head when the air bag went off. Looking at the mirror there was blood on my forehead and I gasped feeling sharp pain in my pregnant belly. It would be a few minutes before I blacked out on the wheel. Someone was shaking me lightly making me wake up a few hours after that where I could make out my husband’s voice. “Y/n, y/n! Come on, darling wake up. Don’t die on me.”

“Rip….ahhh!” I winced when I felt him gently picking me up by my knees and underneath my arms. I felt so,e blood running down my side meaning that the air bag or something must have cut me.

He slowly walked me to the ambulance while the medics checked me out. Rip pushed my hair back out of my face crying some tears which he never die really unless we were alone. So the bunkhouse guys knew who was the boss. “Sssh you’re alright now. You’re with me, Y/n.”

“Everything hurts, Rip. And I…I was on my way home and the storm….it got worse….where this car was on the wrong side of the road.” I began sobbing through heavy tears.

He wrapped his arms around my body after the medics had went off to read the tests that they had done. Wrapping my arms around his neck I buried my face in the crook of his neck crying. "Excuse me, Mr. Wheeler. But we need to get your wife to the hospital. The baby she is carrying is in distress." One of the medics came over to us explaining with concern.

Rip immediately got in the back of the ambulance with me laying down on the cot. I grasped his hand tightly in mine while we rushed there. The second that we got there I was rolled in with a wheelchair and a doctor bursts into the room. "We will have to do a C - section if we want to save the baby in you."

"Okay...I love you." I croaked up at Rip squeezing his hands before I was rushed into surgery. I'm not sure how long I was out for but I moaned blinking my eyes feeling the medicine they gave me wearing off. Lifting my head up from the pillow I saw Rip sleeping at my bedside. "Rip...Rip wake up."

He rubbed his eyes where I instantly saw tears in his brown eyes. "Oh my gosh, Y/n. Thank God I was so worried...I love you." He kissed the crown of my head tucking hair behind my ear.

"Rip, where's the baby. Is it okay?" I asked him when he brushed his fingers through my hair that was sticking to my forehead.

He sucked in a breath resting his forehead against mine when he spoke his next words. "The baby is in the nick-u. She came out a premi. But she's beautiful. The doctor said she'll have to be monitored for a while. But she's alive honey...she's here."

"I love you...and I'm glad she's okay." Wrapping my arms around his neck I began crying happy tears. Rip wrapping his arms around my waist holding me as close as we could get. Releaved that his family was alright.

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Hey! Saw you’ve joined the Kayce train!!

If you’re open to writing for him could you please write something where he and reader are in a relationship, she’s doing online uni, and maybe poor Kayce can’t understand the whole concept of not sleeping to get an assignment in… or just the whole working from home thing?

No pressure if you don’t wanna write for him though 🤍

I'm more than thrilled to write for Kayce! I love his character a ton, he's the sweetest. Sorry it took so long, but here you go. Hope you like it!

You slowly blink your eyes open, the fogginess fading. As you begin to come to, you notice that your neck is incredibly stiff and tossed back against the back of the chair. You groan as you slowly lift your head, feeling the pain subsiding. You rub your eyes and stare forward at your computer, reading the last words you were able to type out.

Therefore, this is why I believe...

You yawn and lift yourself off your chair, making your way to the kitchen. As you pour spoonfuls of grinds into the small, white paper filter, you bring the can of coffee grinds to your nose, hoping it will help you to wake just a bit more. You lean against the counter next to the coffee pot, listening to the slow drip. Gazing over, the glow of the small clock on the stove reads 2:24 AM.

Grabbing the small handle on the cup, you make your way back to you and your husband's bedroom. Walking in, you spot your husband sitting in the chair adjacent to where you were, fire blazing brightly illuminating the room, where there was none before.

Kayce had your laptop settled on his lap, and a hand massaging his chin as he read the words on your screen. As you walk further into the room his eyes slowly lift to yours.

"Baby, I don't get it." He shakes his head, a soft smile curving his lips upwards. "It's two in the damn mornin' and your writing a bullshit paper about some crap you don't even believe in."

"Kayce, baby, I know you don't get it." You say, exchanging your body in place of your laptop, straddling him. "And I'm not asking you to, I'm just asking you to love and support me."

You plant soft kisses on his cheek, down to his neck, and to his collarbone. You place your hands on either side of his cheeks and look him in the eyes. "Okay?"

"Darlin', I'll do anything you ask of me, you know that. But I hate seeing you so exhausted all the time." He grips your waist in his hands and pulls you to him, dropping your head to rest on his shoulder.

"I know. But this is really important to me. I love you. Thank you for being there for me." You whisper into his neck.

He places a hand on the back of your head, gently running his hands from root to tip of your hair. "Always, baby." He says before placing a kiss on your forehead.

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