#cowboy eddie

[mvnsvn6]

texan Eddie thirsting over Steve

wc:560 cw: none

Living near the Gulf of Mexico has a lot of perks.

Eddie prefers it to living in northern Texas, where him and his Ma were at, where the heat is dry instead of humid, the sun about dries him out like a piece of jerky. 

Nothing beats sitting on his trailer porch sharing a cigar with his old man Wayne, other hand holding a sweating beer, hair gets big and frizzy, sunk down on a beach chair in a pair of blue denim jeans, and a sweat-stained wife-beater.

Even better, his most favorite weather, when there's light drizzling all day, like the sky has turned into a mist machine that sprays cool rain wherever he goes, while the sun remains smiling mighty bright. The green is green out here. The prettiest green you'll ever see. 

Nah, see, the gulf has it's scary hurricanes and tornado warnings every once in awhile but nothing beats heading out to the beach and catching sight of a dolphin or two. 

Not too far from Corpus Christi is a little place called Galveston Island where the buildings look straight out of an old western movie. He loves driving in his truck past all of the beach houses that are raised off the ground and finding neat sea shells that cover the sand. 

Eddie was an adventurous child, so surprising, but now, living right here, like this, taking care of Wayne? Yeah a quiet life like this one couldn't get any better. 

Certainly helps that there's a nice view across the trailer park. 

A view where moles span bronze tanned skin, muscles flex and relax from turning a wrench thats working some thingamajig on a motorcycle, Eddie doesn't know shit about shit like cars. Big hands are covered in grease and oil, an almost black towel from said grease lays on a wide set of shoulders, that connect to a plush and hairy chest. And that chest connects to a hairy stomach, and a happy trail that leads to–.

"Ya starin' at that boy again?"

Eddie whips his head towards Wayne.

"Uhhh, no. Definitely not, don' know what you're talkin' bout, Wayne."

Wayne hides his smirk by pulling a swig from his beer, the smug bastard. He chances another look at the man out of the corner of his eye. 

God almighty, Eddie’s never seen a man so sexy. Someone put him out of his misery. 

"Hey, Steve! My nephew's lookin' for some help with his truck, do ya mind?"

Eddie mutters out a quiet, "Yer a son of a bitch, Wayne." He sinks further in chair, cowboy hat tipping down. Wayne just smiles bigger. 

Steve looks up from he was focused on his bike and pushes his hair back from his face, using his hands to shield his eyes from the sun to see them. God, his biceps are huge, and fuck, his armpit hair is showing, jesus christ. 

Eddie is but a weak, weak man, when faced with another man covered in thick, dark hair.

"'Course, sir! Y'all mind if I steal a beer or two when I come over?"

Jesus. Who needs a sun when Steve's around and has a billion wattz smile? It's making Eddie's insides all warm and gooey, somebody call an ambulance.

"That's no problem, son." 

Anyway, yeah, living near the gulf in southern Texas, in a trailer park with Wayne. Well, that ain't too bad. 

[munsonology]

I’m ovulating rn and so horny and also hardcore craving chocolate and all day today I couldn’t stop thinking about what it’s be like ovulating around cowboy Eddie🫢 being so insanely horny and needy and just clinging to him all day

oh jesus this is from may i am so sorry fren 😭 but imagine hanging on to every move cowboy!eddie makes. you follow him around like a filly stuck under her mothers shadow.

“girlie will you cool it? i have a few more tasks to do and then i’m all yours.” the way the muscles in his back stretched across his suntanned skin.

and then imagine he’s done with chores and goes into the house to see you humping one of the pillows in the living room 😭 “just couldn’t wait could ya.”

you shake your head no. eddie strides over and gets down on his knees next to you.

“you gon’ finish for me?”

“mmmhph, yes! fuck!”

you grind your hips harder into the pillow. the fabric sticky from your sweat and arousal. the gentle scrape of the threads was enough to tease you and bring you to the edge of orgasm.

eddie leaned forward and kissed you. his tongue invading your mouth. he tasted of minty toothpaste and the marlboros he said he stopped lighting.

never lifting his lips from yours, you rode out your high attached to him.

[kokoshka67]

Babes, interact with me i need some enrichment in my enclosure

[bearwiththehalo]

Cowboy eddie attends the county fall with his friends and he ended up seeing reader who was already smitten by. She was at a booth selling homemade pies and he needed an excuse to speak to her so he just buys her pies until he has the balls to speak to her.

Fast forward they fall in love quickly and got married and soon after that, they found a house that they could remodel so they did that and ended up making a little farm which was so cute!

Later in life, sweet girl got pregnant 5 times and Eddie is so in love with her even more and he was blessed with 5 girls who had his curly hair and her big green eyes.

Eddie wishes he could go back in time so he can see her for the first time and love her from the beginning again. You know the feeling when you see your first love? That's the feeling!

He's so in love with her it's disgusting to see that.

[weirdonumber33]

just a sweet moment

[foxieflower]

"G'Mornin Darlin'"

Completed Rodeo!Eddie commission for @gluskincasual

Thank you for the prompt, this was an absolute delight to create!

I am always open for more Eddie based commissions uwu7

[hunny-waffles]

Silly Goosies!!

A few little doodles I decided to clean up! I’m so happy with these

[bilosan]

buddie + cowboy au

(9-1-1 // gif prompts)

[verdiris]

You're the Yee to my Haw 💜

(Cowboy art I drew my partner for valentines day I thought I'd share 🙏)

[xgumiho]

Careful now, best not to linger in this town for the air's thick with ghostly whispers and the undead are close behind ⛓💀🗡 ⚰️

©xgumiho | do not repost/steal/edit/crop/sell

Also, imagine 'Preacher' title theme playing in the background.

[oneforthemunny]

I heard something about angsty fics around here? Am I right? I'm not sure about the plot, but it has to be cowboy eddie!

Pretty please. Something about sweet girl keeping a secret, but a totally innocent one, just to not concern him. But he found out accidentally, and all was a misunderstanding. He talked to her really harshly, accusing her of cheating and not being trustworthy. Something like that plz plz plz

"Thanks, Gare. I think he's gonna love it." You whispered, cradling the landline to your ear. You could hear the creak of the screen door followed by Eddie's heavy boots on the wood floor, heart skipping.

"I gotta go. Thank you. Talk to you soon." You slid around the kitchen wall's corner, slipping the phone back on the hook as silently as you could, wincing at the small click of the phone settling.

"Hey, honey." You greeted, slinking towards Eddie sweetly. "You done already?"

Eddie grunted in response, stripping his socks, tossing them in the laundry room.

Irritation consumed you, though you tried to mask it. Eddie had been so moody lately. You assumed it was because of his birthday. He always got weird around his birthday, which is exactly why you were determined this year to make it a good one.

"Are you hungry? I kept your sandwich in the fridge, since you didn't come in at lunc-"

"-Who were you on the phone with?" A piercing, furrowed brow gaze met yours suddenly. Canopied by matted curls from a day's work, you could still see the deep lines on his forehead, furrowed.

"What?" You chirped, eyes wide, round in caught surprise. Shit, he'd heard you. How the hell had he heard you? You'd been so quiet, so careful, wanting to surprise him. The look of pure shock, it would be priceless.

You expected to see his lips curl in a smirk, shake his head at you, tell you something along the lines of, "c'mon, baby, can't get anything past me, y'know that".

It never came.

Instead, Eddie's eyes flashed in fury- hurt. Nostrils flaring in a deep breath he tried to swallow down, tried to keep his anger from flaring.

"Who were you on the phone with?" Eddie gritted, an eerie steadiness to his tone that had you shuddering, stomach twisting in fear.

"I-I was- I was just calling to check on my prescription." A stuttering of a lie fell from your lips, nails digging into the palms of your hands. "Just calling to see when I needed to go into town to pick it up-"

"-Y'know," Eddie huffed, standing to his full height, looming over you. "If you're gonna fuck around on me, you could have the decency not to do it in my home."

My home. The words, the tone of his voice, it sent icy waves of fear down your spine. The last time Eddie had called the home "his place" was before you moved in, since then it had been shared with the two of you. Our home, our place, ours.

"What?" Your own brows furrowed this time. "I'm not fucking with you-"

"-No, no, no." Eddie shook his head, taking a striding step towards you. "That's not what I said. I said fucking around on me." There was a beat, your face falling in hurt, his steeling in fury. "Because that's what you're doin'? Aren't you? Fucking around on me?"

"Are you out of your goddam mind?" It was your turn to scoff, angry and insulted. "Did Medusa kick you in your fucking head or something?"

"Don't!" Eddie's voice boomed, hand smacking against the doorframe, a loud echoing of a hit. You stilled, eyes wide, he'd never been this angry- not with you at least. Not at you.

"Don't you come in my fucking house, fucking around on me when I've done nothing-nothing but love you!"

"I'm not fucking around on you, Eddie! Christ, have you lost your mind?" You shouted back, taking a furious step towards him, the two of you in a stand off. "I mean, what is the matter with you? You think I-I'm cheating on you?"

"You think I'm stupid?" Eddie sneered, jaw tight. "You sneakin' around, makin' phone calls all day? Runnin' off into town? I might be a lot of things, honey, but dumb ain't one of 'em."

"You are dumb." You snapped bitterly. "Stupid, even. If you think I'm cheating on you. What the fuck is the matter with you?"

"Who is he?" Eddie's hands gripped the door frame. "Huh? I deserve to know. Who is he?"

You gawked, baffled, furious, embarrassed. Eddie thought you were cheating? Cheating? How did something so kind, so thoughtful that you were trying to do for him, backfire to this? It made you feel hurt, insulted.

"Who is he?" You scoffed. Eddie's face didn't move, expression not softening, not falling. You could feel the burn filling your chest, your nose, suffocating you.

Stomping over to your purse, you flipped it upside down, dumping the contents of it out. There, amongst the change and hair ties, you snatched the receipts you'd shoved to the bottom of your purse. Business cards, a small neon invitation, and wadded receipts from the party stores, balling them in your hand, flinging them at Eddie's face furiously.

"You want to know who I've been talking to?" You sneered, watching Eddie scan the receipts, face slowly falling as he read the item- a birthday cake written confirmation note order with the small note added, "Happy Birthday, Eddie!" in red piping. The date for next Saturday, his birthday.

"I've been on the phone with Gareth." You spat, trying to swallow the tears already brimming your waterline. "I've been sneaking around and trying to plan you a surprise party, because I wanted you to have a good birthday for once."

Eddie felt sick, a wave of nausea crashing over him, head spinning in a dizzying ache. A small invitation, "Shh! It's a secret!" in bold, funky lettering on the invitation, Gareth's address written below.

"Oh." Eddie croaked. His eyes met yours again, though this time, he wore the rounded look of shame. "I, um, I-I didn't me-"

"-You're a fucking asshole." You spat, blinking through tear stained vision, stomping up the stairs in a hurt fury, ignoring his cries and pleas that you cut off with the slamming of the bedroom door.

[munsonology]

Cowboy!eddie counting how many moles Girlie has on her legs. His favorite place to count is between her thighs.

“I think this little one here needs closer inspection,” he drawls from below her.

Eddie’s lips meet your warm skin and in that moment you wished you never agreed to having your wrists tied to the bedposts.

[housewifebuck]

cam's 1k celebration:

buddie + when the other isn't looking ↳ requested by @cowboy-buck

[bearwiththehalo]

cowboy eddie and cowgirl reader falls in love.

That's all.

[melonalemonade]

oh to be a cowboy and make out with your cowboy boyfriend :)

[foxieflower]

'I got a present, just for you, Darlin'

Finished commission for @gluskincasual for my bullrider Eddie au