#redacted asmr davey

[fregget-frou]

Yknow a lot of people just keep the cowboyin’ to Sam but like

We can go farther.

Cowboy David being all gruff and flustered over one of the new farmhand who’s been flirting with him shamelessly, and then drinking after rounding up all the cattle and enjoying them talk about nothing with a soft glint in his eyes.

Cowboy Milo catching a Bandit known for being invisible and light handed, or him being caught in on of their traps and cute rivalry is born while they try to catch each other in a tango across the west, ending in not a fight but a gentle kiss at sundown.

Cowboy Honey getting increasingly annoyed with a traveler they picked up while traveling between towns, who was once a lone wolf now has to deal with some. Guy who’s really hot and dumb.

Cowboy Freelancer stopping into a town and meeting the incredibly attractive innkeep and him flirting with them while they try to hide their red face behind their hat while he invites them to stay in his personal quarters.

Cowboy Avior and Starlight traveling together and mapping the stars, gently resting on each other and only the sounds of the dessert and each others breathe bringing comfort, a calm night like always.

EXPAND THE COWBOY

L E T IT INFECT IT ALL

[mr-laveau]

One more of these for the day actually

POC Queer Redacted Culture is...

Knowing early David couldn't talk to you the way he did Angel because you would've beat his ass for trying (love ya boo but no, don't ever try that with me)

[monuma]

I hc that Angel is rich... Like very rich..

But I wonder what they use all that money for?

Maybe buying new clothes every week?

Or weird really expensive photos that they think would look good in their and David's house?

Idk....

[kimiko-the-angel]

Angel has shown enough affection to David that he's so used to it

Angel randomly stops and you'll just see a sad pathetic (affectionately) Davey waiting for his usual kiss

[daisyyy-do]

David shaw everyone. Would smash. Yes.

[annahxredaxted]

HAD A LITTLE STUPID THOUGHT

so David has a long lost cousin who is an alpha really far way, who’s parent just died and they didn’t know gabe was dead so they went to formally invite gabe to his siblings funeral

But when they turned up to David’s house it wasn’t gabe it was David, everything got explained and they realized they were cousins, David invited them to stay for a pack meeting.

The second Christen saw them he was in love.

THE END HEEHEHEH

[sacredtime]

When angel and David get married they have a parents table and two chairs dedicated to David’s mom and dad and when angel walks down the isle there’s also two chairs reserved for his parents with their respective pictures on the seats.

This is angels idea and had Asher put them on the chairs before David noticed

He could swear he saw the both of them out of the corner of his eye looking at him so proud when the two said their vows

[darlinsam]

autumn leaves are falling down

david shaw x angel. lots of fluff & slightly suggestive.

david doesn’t call you angel for no reason, it’s not just some random pet name he picked from a book. he calls you angel because he is sure, with everything in his body, that you were sculpted by the gods. that you really are an angel.

a half empty bottle of red wine and two empty glasses stand on the small round dining table of yours and david’s home. the end result of an evening of homemade cooking, which mostly consisted of you sat upon the kitchen counter and david preparing the food, while you share small talk and conversations about nothing in particular. the candles in the middle of the table are still alight and flicker gently, the warm golden glow reflects upon both your features, contrasted by the silver moonlight which has started to pour through from outside the window.

the clock has gone way past midnight, but at this point neither of your care. too busy tangled in each other’s arms, standing together in the kitchen, swaying slightly to the sounds of the autumn night; the rustling of wind and leaves falling outside, and the crackling wood coming from the small cosy fireplace in the corner of the room. however, the sound of david’s heartbeat is your main focus, the rhythm is calming against your ear where you have you head pressed against his chest. his arms are securely wrapped around your waist, and every now and again you feel his hands wander and dance along your back under the plaid shirt you’re wearing. one that you stole from him earlier in the day, claiming it was far better than any of your own clothes as it smelt like him. david huffed about it at the time, but there’s no denying the glint in his eye seeing you in his clothes. the shirt finishes just above your knees and the sleeves fall way past your hands. and truth be told, david has never thought you looked more ethereal than you do now.

“angel?”

his voice is soft. it always has a deep and husky tone to it, but it’s always softer when he talks to you. he lifts a hand, two fingers coming to rest under your chin to lift your head making your eyes meet his. you hum in response, tilting you head to the side ever so slightly. the eye contact is intense, the both of you taking in each and every detail of one another’s features. your eyes wander from the curl of david’s eyelashes, to the slight tint of pink on his cheeks. there’s stands of hair that have fallen out of place which now lay astray against his forehead, while the rest of his hair is still slightly slicked back from where he previously ran his fingers through it.

“kiss me.”

he whispers in a hushed out breath, and you pick up on the hint desperation in his voice, something that only you would notice as a result of the years you’ve been together. you’re one of the only people who knows the real david shaw. underneath the strong alpha of the shaw pack, is the davey you know.

he leans down slightly, pressing his nose against yours gently as if to remind you of his previous request. and so, you grant him his wish and stand of the tip of your toes to press your lips against his, moulding into him like a perfect fit. a mixture of shared breaths and quiet moans against your lips every so often makes your body feel like it’s on fire. your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling slightly at the strands making low growls escape his lips. his larger hands come to hold your face, fingers softly smoothing over your cheeks. the both of you know you’re completely lost in the atmosphere of being so close, yet you’re still longing to be even closer.

after a few more shared moments of gripping hands and quiet whines, david pulls back ever so slightly. your wide eye gaze follows him as he leaves a trail of kisses against your skin, down from your cheek to your neck and shoulders, before pulling away to press his tinted red lips to your forehead. you lift your hand to his, pressing your palm against his one before he locks your fingers together and brings your knuckles closer so he can lay kisses against each one. he keeps his eyes on you the whole time, wanting to watch the affect he has on you.

david smooths down your hair gently, taking in how it falls into place perfectly. it’s a little messy, mostly his own fault for tangling his hands through it a few moments ago. his eyes trace over the mixture of pink and light purple marks painting your skin from where his mouth had been, and your slightly swollen red lips that he’ll never get tired of kissing. his shirt your wearing is hanging off one shoulder, the first few buttons undone to frame your collarbones and neck perfectly. david thinks you look so effortlessly perfect, and he wishes he could freeze time in this moment wanting nothing more than to spend every day of his life dancing around the kitchen with you in his arms.

“i love you, angel.”

and when you press a single kiss against the adam’s apple in his throat and snake your arms up around his neck bringing his head to rest against your shoulder, he knows your actions speak louder than words.

[epsi-l0n]

hi mr david shaw sir

what if

hypothetically

u kissed me

hypothetically, of course !!!

[ackermanbitch]

angel: theres two wolves inside of us... and theyre both boys... and theyre kissing muah muah mua-

david: IT'S FOUR AM SHUT THE FUCK UP

[love4mlm]

Angel: hey, what’s your favorite position?

David: Angel..

Angel: Is it…doggy?

David: Stop

[fregget-frou]

Character headcannons!

Theses are pretty oc but yeah

- Damien: fucked up hands, they lock up when he writes to long. hes developing carpel tunnel :// (same)

- Huxley: really enjoys collected those small glass sculptures of animals, he’s got a small shelf for all of them. His favorite is a tiny tocan his mom made in a shop class

- lasko: homestuck nerd.

- Gavin: have you ever seen a man whose personality embodies strawberry lemonade? Because that’s his favorite flavor he has his own flavor packets he carries with him

- freelancer: selectively mute, they often just do not speak and uses a form of sign language to communicate instead. They do know sign language tho just choose to use hand signals.

- David: this man has migraines. They’re light and sound caused and it really doesn’t help that he’s constantly stressed. He has blackout curtains and permanent scowl wrinkles on his brows from holding tension

- Asher: figits and stims constantly. Forever stuck in a state of needing stimulation it makes his skin itch. He also has a large collection of figits his face is his infinity cube

- milo: allergic to feathers, no one really knows be he does. And the local crows do when he starts sneezing up a storm and they flap at him to harass him haha

-Angel: they have chronic pain, this is bc i headcannon them being an amputee and they often chill with David when he has migraines and they can’t walk. They calm each other

- babe: writing callouses on both hands their ambidextrous! They write and paint alot and you can tell immediately by the giant bumps on their middle finger :p

- sweetheart: they change how they look pretty often! Stealth’s have an affinity to morphing forms so it’s easier for them to change how they look in little ways. They often give themselves a few inches to piss off david

- Sam: can only make casseroles and pies. It’s like a curse but he’s not complaining his apple pie is practically ambrosia <33

- darling: from the foster system. Got placed in the pack and got really close to them for that reason, they miss gabe.

[mr-laveau]

I did actually do art for the proposal, it just went to Twitter firrst

[monuma]

I sometimes like to think that Angel is Asian and their mom used to beat them slightly with slippers when they did something wrong

Soooo

One time when David and Angel were Visiting their parents house, Angel did something wrong and their mom ran around the house with slippers in her hand trying to catch Angel

And David thought it was funny as hell

Can anyone please turn this into a fic? ❤

[kimiko-the-angel]

Angel is the Sun and David is the Moon, I said it once but hear me out

Angel's rays are their smile

David reflects their smile as they shine upon him

Good day

[daisyyy-do]

Praying we get a valentines audio this month of Angel and David planning the wedding PLEASE ERIK I BEG OF YOU