#cowboy!reader

Hashtag, luh you

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there was a saying: save a horse, ride a cowboy. almost everyone knew the saying and would repeat it to you. but, instead of riding a cowboy, the cowboy is doing the riding instead. years and years of riding horses, being in bull riding competitions, have taught you everything you needed to know in this very moment right here.

teaching robert how to tie up someone with a laso seemed like a funny idea. he was a natural too, it brought a smile to your face. you didn’t notice the glint in his eyes though, before he pulled an innocent smile and asked; “can i try trying you up?” you hesitated before nodding, nothing wrong with getting some practice in. what you didn’t expect was for robert to use your laso to tie your hands in a very tight knot. you laughed it off before complaining, “aye roberrt, this ain’ part of the deal. go on n’ untie me alright?”

you didn’t think robert had it in him, well you didn’t think he would be on the dominant side with how he acted around you. he was completely in control as he had you laying on your stomach, edging you with his fingers. he took your stupid cowboy hat off, putting it on as he held on to the laso with a right grip, leaving your wrists red. he had this devilish smirk on his face while leaving red marks on your plump ass. every smack caused you to whine and try and hide your face, seeking comfort in the floor. he noticed and grabbed your shoulder, yanking up as your back hit his chest. robert smiled and kissed your neck and left a gently kiss on your cheek. “cmon now cattle boy, you were acting up earlier on call with chase? but you were so obedient and nice for me.” you whined softly, this wasn’t tough cowboy behavior. you were your towns beloved protector of bandits, yet you were reduced to a common prostitute who sold her body.

robert had you bent in half, your back in a mean arch as you pant and tried to pull away. he held your head as he lead you towards his cock, opening your mouth at his command before making you gag. all that was in the air were the heavy pants coming from you, and the loud sounds of your choking. you were breathing in robert’s musk as you struggled to take him deep inside your throat. he let out soft grunts and gentle words or encouragement; “you got this cattle boy, fuck yeah, that’s it.” or “go on and breath that cock in baby cow, look how well your choking.” his favorite part was seeing his precum drink down your lips, the way your eyes stared up at him with tears rolling down your cheeks. he wanted to take a picture to save the moment.

no matter how well he prepared your hole, nothing would’ve prepared robert for how well you swallowed him. only the head was inside and he had you squirming and shaking, begging for him to go slower. you claimed his head was “too much for lil’ ol’ me to hand.” but that didn’t stop robert for wanting you to take him half way, that’s as generous as he was going to get. he watched as you whimpered and sobbed, how harsh he slammed as he pulled in and out of your stretched out hole. he eventually stopped and make you back up onto him, wanting you to show him your riding skills. he knew you were so keen on flexing how good you were at riding bulls, so he forced you to show him. the way you slowly backed up make him smile, before he tugged on the laso and spoke in a teasing voice “that’s not how you said you rode bulls, baby cow. try again please.” the whimpers you let out were heavenly to robert’s ears. he watched as you tried again, this time it was faster as you forced your body back and for the onto his cock.

the way you were absolutely destroyed afterwards was picture worthy, robert still looks back at the photo he snagged of you on the floor, your wrists tired up still and a cowboy hat laying on top of your cum filled ass. the way his juices leaked down you thighs made him hungry for more.

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“don’t think that just because you were the sheriff will make me be nice to you.”

Wonderboy!reader helping Cowboy!Jon at the Kent farm, both are dressed like cowboys, Jon tries to warn the Amazon male about the horses. But reader doesn’t care, he knows what to do. Jon worries for the male who tries to wrestles a horse. Jon goes over to help only to have his jaw dropped. The Amazon boy lasso a rope he had around his belt, reader lasso’s the horse’s nuzzle shut and stands his ground. The horse is stubborn like a mule, trying to pull away, which was a mistake as the Amazon male is stronger. Reader smirks, a charming smirk that almost made jon’s knees buckle. The sun hits reader’s face at the right moment as well. With a swift move, reader is on top of the horse, guiding it to the stalls as Jon watches amused and flustered. The cowboy moves his cowboy hat down, covering his flustered face.

For Anonymous

Who asked: Heyy, recently spotted ur blog and ur writing is really cool, keep it up!

I was wondering if I could request HCS with a male cowboy yuu reader, whose extremely chaotic and rowdy, fears nothing and no one, that's also pretty flirty (Calling people nicknames like honey, sugar, darling etc)

(All the cowboy jazz basically, guns, a well taken care of horse, etc) with the octavinelle trio, Malleus and Vil? But you can reduce it to just the octatrio if you'd like.

No rush, thanks a lot! 🙂

POV: First Person

Characters: male!cowboy!reader, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Malleus Draconica, Vil Schoenheit

Relationship: Azul, Jade, Floyd, Malleus, Vil & male!cowboy!reader (platonic)

WC: 459

Decided I’d write some head cannons for Cowboy!Reader with our main boys either that haven’t written about yet or have but are so cute I wanted to reiterate <3

Task Force 141 x Cowboy!Reader

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(sent in by you guys)

Stars of the Midnight Range - Johnny Bond

Our Song - Taylor Swift

Gold Rush - Taylor Swift (🦆 anon says it's JJ and Cowboy's theme son)

Cowboy Like Me - Taylor Swift

Speak Now - Taylor Swift

Labyrinth -Taylor Swift

All of Girls You loved Before - Taylor Swift

Can I Sleep in Your Arms - Wille Nelson

(shoutout to the absolute legend who made the mood boards, 🦦 anon)

-Scene DJ anon

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roberts seen a lot of things with his time as mecha man. he’s seen mutants, hybrids or normal people trying to do good. but he’s never once seen a cowboy. and fuck him in the ass was this cowboy the hottest thing he’s ever seen. flamabes fire couldn’t even burn as bright as you did in the summer sun.

you’d come behind him whenever he’s dispatching, and your accent? he folds, but he hopes you can’t see how much you affected him. “yer workin’ hard or yer barley workin’ roberrt?” he stopped typing on his computer before spinning in his chair to look up at you. your hat was tipped, a greeting you did to others. robert cleared his throat “i’m working very hard, cattle.” you smirked, putting your hat back in place before crossing your arms. “i ain’ no cattle, im the goddam bull roberrt. meanest thing any boy ever said to mah face, i recon’ you need to be taugh’ some manners.” you joked, but holy shit did robert want you to teach him some manners. he smiled but he was trying so hard not to seem like he was losing himself, especially in the office. there was a moment when the two of you stared at each other, smiles on both of your faces.

chase popped his head up, barking at you. “listen here you cowboy son of bitch, leave robert the fuck alone he’s got some goddamn work to do. he’s falling behind and you keep pestering him with your rodeo talk, so do us a favor and get your ass back out there and wait to be dispatched.” you paused before clearly your throat and standing up straight. “mah apologies sir, won’t happen agan’. my sincerest apologies to yah too roberrt, i’ll see yah alone.” you tipped your hat once more then left without another word.

robert watched, he hated to see you leave but loved it as well. he got to watch the piece of meat walk off and go into the break room, he watched it jiggle before shaking his head. work, remember your at work. he thought to himself, he needed to remain professional even though others don’t. he still had a team he needed to dispatch so robert quickly got back to work. he’ll find another time to talk with you, maybe during his break.

unfortunately robert didn’t see you during his break, that was until he was notified once he sat down that you’ve been on a mission. chase transferred the call he had with you, before wanting robert. “careful, this one keeps misbehaving. if i wasn’t old i’d beat his ass.” robert smiled and thanked chase for the advice.

“aye, this goddam’ thing on? sir you bettah not be playin’ any jokes. i’ll have yah know im very respected n’ feared back in mah town.” you grumbled, holding onto your laso threateningly into the camera. “i gotta get back to mah horse n’ you’re playin’ games sir.” robert snickered, clearing his throat; “chase isn’t here anymore cattle, take it easy.” he watched as you visible calmed down, your laso quickly raised down and buckled back on to your hip. you clearly your throat before speaking “evening roberrt, how’d yer lunch go?” he smiled “went pretty well, i’ll be take over for chase so i’d appreciate some more obedience.” you nodded into the camera. damn, and you listen like a good boy?

there’s been times where you miss home, standing outside in the sun during your breaks. other times you’ll ride your horse around SDN’s building, getting some steps in. you’re not used to feeling so small, you were on top of eveyrhting yet things changed over the years. robert noticed, he saw how you’d stare at the sun longingly, despite his warnings you’ll go blind. once robert played country music and you stared at him. he turned off the music immediately before you spoke up, “i ain’ listen to them country folk, roberrt. we don’t do singin’ where im from.” prism walked past, leaving a comment. “we get it your fucking ancient cow hustler, find new music taste.” you bit your tongue, never disrespecting a woman. you were raised to be respectful to all females, your mama raised you better and shed turn in her grave if she ever saw you disrespected any woman. you sighed “i appreciate the efforts yah made.” before walking off.

the Z-team actually took you to a county bar for your birthday, yknow to make you feel ‘at home’ or attempted to make you feel home. you stood around, nursing the beer you held. you didn’t want to outshine anyone, even on your birthday. this wasn’t the younger days where you’d clear out your towns saloon, so you tried to limit your drinking to one. that was until sonar came up to you, his hand on your ass. he had a rough grip as you arched your back, looking down at the bat hybrid. he hiccuped, and pointed at the bar before slamming down 150 dollars. “look dude, HIC!, i know you’re like really fucking ancient, HIC!, but i bet you all this money i’ll floor you on your birthday.” you rolled your sleeves up before hollering at the bar tender for 10 rounds of beer.

safe to say you won, but the beer went down harder. you didn’t get wasted until half an hour after. you ended up on a plastic chair in the middle of an apartment. you quickly shot up, your head aching before the memories shot through your head. the last thing you remember before shooting up and yelling “nelly! god all mighty where’s mah horse?!” you looked around before spotting robert holding two cups of coffee, and beef next to him. robert smiled awkwardly before offering the cup to you, then replying “she’s outside. not sure if you have a permit on her.”

you both ended up riding nelly to work. despite the killer headache you were trying to nurse, you were grateful robert took you in during your drunken state. what you didn’t know was that robert was being flirted the entire night by a drunk cowboy, and he learned how to drive a horse. you even showed him how to tie someone up with your laso, that someone being you on accident.

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“so, what other tricks do you know besides tying people up?”

cowboy!reader who returned to work the following day, running his wrists as they were still red and had rope burn. he brought out his expensive cuffs to help cover his wrists, but that didn’t stop the others from noticing the gold material. some tried to get a closer look, but immediately backed off once they got too close for the cowboys comfort. a lot of “yer too close i need ma’ personel space!”

cowboy!reader who avoided eye contact with robert, even ignoring him the entire day due to embarrassment. chase takes notice of the nonexistent presence of the bull handler, eyeing robert as he seemed perfectly normal. however, chase did notice the purple bruise on robert’s lower neck, smiling and patting his back. robert had no idea what chase was on about, before smiling and returning back to work.

cowboy!reader who struggled to sit down, trying to seem subtle about the groans he let out. he eventually went to the bathroom to check up on the bruises, and he was worse then a bruised up peach that fell from a tree. he flushed and quickly pulled his pants back up, buckling his big belt back on before heading back to work for another mission.