#ranch hand

[d469son-boizbuttsnjeans2]

[xhannahbananax03]

Ok hear me out... Cowboy/Ranch hand Negan x Farmers Daughter

Here's some gifs to put someone in the mood to write this before I have to

[gloriousgoateedragon]

[osierrasoulo]

Went on a trail ride today with my noble steed and had the urge to doodle my favorite ranch hand Twilight as a cowboy! Hope you like it! Inspired by linkeduniverse

[tiniestkit]

cowboy thighs!

ft. ranch hand/cowboy southern steve! modern au

inspired by @cowboythighs , a tiktok, and the doubt around riding as an intense sport. originally posted on tw*tter but i figured i’d share it here too.

they’re lounging in robin’s apartment when the challenge is issued. steve rests in the arm chair, fully stretched out between the seat and the ottoman with robin between his legs. her arms are draped over his thighs and her head rests on the pillow in his lap.

eddie had left twenty minutes earlier to go pick up their pizzas, and while steve normally loves taking rides with eddie, he’s had an achingly long day at the ranch and once he sat down, he knew he wasn’t getting up.

“if he don’t hurry the fuck up, i’m gonna -“

“you’re gonna what, steve? last i checked you were, and i quote, ‘one with the chair.’” robin tipped her head back to look at steve, and he pouted grumpily at her.

a few seconds pass and the tell tale rumble of eddie’s van signals his return home, and with his return comes food.

“yes!” robin whispers, pumping her fist in excitement. she goes to get up, but finds herself unable to move because steve has tightened his legs around her just slightly.

“steve, let. go.” she says lowly.

“nah,” steve replies tightening his grip just a little more.

eddie walks through the door, pizza boxes balanced precariously in one hand while the other jiggles his keys out of the lock.

he closes the door before he turns to look at where the pair are sitting.

“piz- what the fuck is going on?” his nose scrunches up in question as he watches steve casually scroll on his phone while robin starts thrashing around between his legs.

she tries to shove his legs away from around her, struggling, and steve is just completely unphased. barely effected by robin’s movement.

“he won’t let me out because i made fun of him,” robin whines, lifting her knees to try to shoot herself out of his grip.

“why can’t you just push him off?” eddie asks, tone incredulous.

“don’t you think that if i could, i would have by now?” she asks, exasperated.

“you that weak, buck wheat?” eddie chuckles, slightly condescendingly, and robin growls.

“yeah, buckles, get it together.” steve teases.

“he’s just stupid strong, debbie.”

“yeah, sure he is. he looks bored, rob.” eddie scoffs, putting the pizzas down on the coffee table.

“i ain’t bored,” steve quips, “this just ain’t that hard.” he goes back to scrolling, and robin returns to struggling. she’s panting and red faced within a few minutes, and eddie is wondering if steve is that strong or if robin just isn’t.

“you can’t be serious, robin. just push him off!”

“oh, like you could get them open mr. ‘i get winded going up the stairs,’ actually fuck off.” robin gripes angrily.

“i’ll have you know that i get them open regularly, robin.” eddie waggles his eyebrows and grins wickedly as robin gags.

“darlin’, you get them open only cause you ask so pretty,” steve drawls.

eddie walks over and steve lifts his head to kiss him.

“but now you ain’t gettin’ it until you can get ‘em open,” steve deadpans. eddie’s mouth drops in shock.

“WHAT?! that isn’t fair!” eddie whines, and robin cackles as steve releases her. she dives for the pizza on the table.

eddie stands with his hands on his hips while steve bends his legs and plants his feet on the ottoman. he’s smirking up at eddie, the kinds that shows he knows he’s already won.

eddie frowns, then his lips split into a cocky grin and his eyebrows dip in determination.

“oh i’m getting them open,” he claps his hands and rubs his palms together rapidly, “i promise you that. easy peasy.”

“you keep telling yourself that, ed. welcome to your dry spell,” robin laughs, lifting her slice of pizza toward her mouth.

“shut up, bucket, i’ve got this.” eddie wraps his hands over steve’s knees, palms flat against the outside with his fingers spread across his knee caps to curl toward the inside. he leans down so his chin hovers just above his hands.

“baby, if you can get ‘em open, you can ‘ave what’s in between ‘em,” steve promises.

his accent swoops under his words, almost weaving them together.

“promise?” eddie says gruffly.

“promise.” steve sits up to kiss him quickly before he lays back and puts his hands behind his head.

“you cocky fuck,” eddie mutters under his breath as he looks down.

he inhales deeply before he starts pulling.

and steve’s knees barely budge. eddie takes another breath and pulls again, voice constricted in his throat as he groans. he splutters, pausing to readjust his grip before he pulls again.

his cheeks puff out as he goes again, arms shaking. he looks up at to peer at steve’s face, and he stalls when he sees that his eyes are closed.

like he’s relaxed.

like eddie isn’t using all his strength at the moment.

like he’s not even trying.

“how’s it going over there, debra?” robin teases snidely, laughing at the noises of force eddie’s making.

“shut up, bucket,” eddie grits out, changing his hands’ positions again.

“i told you; he’s stupid strong.”

steve chuckles, lifting his head to look at eddie.

“don’t feel bad, darlin’,” steve encourages, “i’m mighty impressed you got them to budge….kinda.”

“stevie, what the actual fuck?” eddie asks, breathing heavily. he lets his hands fall from steve’s knees and up the outside of his thighs, scratching lightly through the hair.

“baby, i spend all day, every day sitting in a saddle,” steve says.

eddie interrupts, “i know that. that wouldn’t make you this strong! you’re sitting! not moving!”

steve looks shocked.

“you’re jokin’, right?”

“no!” eddie squeals.

“honey, do you have any idea how much work it is to ride? to control a horse?” eddie shrugs. “i spend all day squeezing to stay on. we ride on all kinds of terrain, up and down mountains and hills. and that’s on tame days.”

steve sits up, legs still together.

“some days all i do is break the green ones, and those colts buck harder than bulls,” steve laughs to himself.

“i just can’t believe that makes you this fucking strong,” eddie grumbles, squeezing at steve’s thighs, “but holy shit is it hot.”

robin groans in distaste.

“you guys promised you wouldn’t flirt in front of me. i already went through so long of you two pining for each other, no MORE!”

“yeah yeah yeah,” they mutter.

they separate and reach for their pizzas.

the three of them eat, ignoring the TV for the sake of conversation. steve tells them about the calf he tracked down that afternoon.

eddie winges about the kid he had for guitar lessons that morning and robin just laughs at their pain because she had the day off.

after eating, they settle down to watch their chosen movie. eddie comes back from the kitchen to find steve laying on the couch on his back with his knees up.

he pats steve’s thigh with the palm of his hand, and steve smiles up at him as he makes room for eddie to lay between them on his stomach.

as he settles with his head pillowed on steve’s chest, he laughs to himself quietly.

“hey cowboy thighs,” he says teasingly, “i got ‘em open.”

robins jaw drops.

“looks like ya did, darlin’.”

fin.

[simplecountryboy]

[folkcaom]

I looked up how to draw for this but forgot the steps… anyways

[casposters]

(via Artwork of the Vietnam War – CherriesWriter – Vietnam War website)

Super Sabre and F-8 Crusader escorting spray planes below

[dynamobooks]

John Steinbeck: Of Mice and Men (1937)

[rubyheaart]

The Gentle and Cursed by squadhanjis

An AU! in which Ellie is a troubled kid working as a ranch hand, and Dina is a seemingly entitled trick rider, and they both learn to let the other in.

Chapters: 15/?

[iamdangerace]

[seafoam-icecream-art]

[elizjjwold]

by Elizabeth Johnson-Wold

[gloriousgoateedragon]

[im-in-love-with-pizza-bites]

hey girlboss(gn) are you still writing ranch hand

thanks love you

Yes slowly and barely but I'm writing it. I've been working mostly on stuff for my wattpad account and have been neglecting my Tumblr WIP's

[coffeeandbatboys]

I'm feeling educational so please, ask me questions about roundup and working cattle.