#ryan yellowstone fanfiction

[munsonownsmyass]

Requests are always open 🩷

○ SERIES

Meant to be mine 🔞

The loss of Lee causes you to return home to the Yellowstone. Things have changed, but one thing that remains the same is the love you have for Ryan. Will you finally have your happily ever after?

○ ONESHOTS

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[bellarkeselection]

Don’t You Have Anything Better To Do

Wattpad request mackleann Rip and reader get married and they get teased by the bunkhouse guys

Rip and I stood underneath the Yellowstone barn door where he had his hands on my waist with my arms around his neck while we shared our first kiss as husband and wife. Breaking the kiss I tilted my head towards the bunkhouse hearing the bunkhouse roaring with laughter. “What do you think those boys are doing at four in the morning?”

“Nothing good I imagine. This is when they act like dumbasses. Let’s go investigate.” He nodded looping his arm through mine while we walked towards the bunkhouse.

Opening the door we walked in on the cowboys and Jamie drinking and spinning on a baseball bat. Colby stopped spinning before he ran jumping away from the rope but Jake wrapped the rope around his foot making him land on the floor. “Don’t you boys need to be sleeping?” I put my hands on my hip eyeing the group.

“There’s the newlywed Wheelers. Care for a beer Y/n Wheeler?” Ryan raises up his beer reaching into the fridge holding one out for me.

Rip tilted his head at his offer when Jimmy asked. “Wait what time is it?”

“Jimmy it’s four in the fucking morning. Now what are you dumb asses doing?” My husband asked when I removed my arm from his taking the beer from Ryan and doing almost half of it.

Jake eyed me swinging the rope in my direction. “So are we expecting a mini Rip in the future?”

“Oh I don’t know about that. My daddy would be happy to have more grand babies I know that for a fact.” Shrugging my shoulders I noticed the x mark on the floor, kicking it with the tip of my boot. “What exactly were y’all doing with this?”

“Ya stand on the x and spin around three times. Then run and we try and rope your ass down on the ground. Do you want to give it a go?” Walker suggested nudging me as he walked past me to get another beer.

Rip crossed his arms over his chest sending me a light concerned look that only I would see in his brown eyes. “Even though she’d kick all your asses. I don’t think Y/n has to prove anything to you.”

“Fine let’s change the subject then. Do you ride her like a bull?” Ryan teased Rip where I swore he might get into a fight with him over it.

Rip stomped up until I got in between the pair trying to ignore the fact that they were asking about our romantic envolvment before we had been married. “You want me to prove something fine I will. Just warning ya my sister says she’s a beer. Well I’m a buffalo.”

“Woah I think we found out who the real boss is behind closed doors.” Colby smirked leaning back in one of the chairs at the round table.

Downing the rest of my beer I threw it on the ground taking the bat calling out to Rip. “Rip, let’s prove them wrong right. I bet that I can do this hood and you can rope me with your eyes closed.”

“Y/n, let’s not entertain the idiots.” Rip shook his head no not wanting me to get hurt.

Lloyd sat his hat down on the table. “That’s something I’d rather like to see.”

“Look we can either watch you herd her like cattle or we can talk about you sleeping with her.” Jake shrugs handing my husband the rope moving out of the way.

Rip moved his gaze back toward his wife seeing her give him those puppy dog eyes that he could never say no too. He walked forward over to his bosses daughter who was now his wife tuckings hair behind her ear. “Fine but if you get hurt I’m making them go to clean the barn after this from top to bottom.”

“I’ll be fine, baby…Ryan hold this.” Removing my light brown hat from my head tossing it at his face he almost dropped it onto the floor and fell out of his chair.

Placing my hands around the handle of the baseball bat I did three spins before I drew my head up and started running in the opposite direction of my husband. Rip followed the rules and shut his eyes slowly swinging the rope around giving me time to get some distance away from me. He then throws the rope and it tightened around my waist yet instead of getting thrown to the ground I squealed when he spun me back into his arms. “Woah hey there cowboy.”

“What do you say we leave these boys and finish this night alone together.” Rip smiled down at me with him holding me against his chest but he had me dipped down to the floor slightly.

Gripping the fabric of his black jacket I whispered up at him pouring my heart into his deep brown eyes. “Hmm some beer and time with you is the best ending to this night I could ask for.”

Rip and I started learning forward about to kiss until Jimmy asked nervously. “Are you two going to kiss…do we need to like give you the room or something?”

“Don’t you have anything better to do!” Rip growled tugging me up to stand on my feet laying my head on his chest.

Lloyd put his hands behind his head smiling. “Not at the moment boss.”

“Hey let’s go. I’ll take that.” Leading Rip by the hand that was intertwined with mine I reached over snatching my hat back from Ryan’s hands. Placing it on my head we exited the bunkhouse hearing the boys making kissing sounds when we shut the door in their faces.

Rip finally kisses me on the lips again when I pressed my body against his, gripping his shoulders underneath my fingertips. “I think it’s time we go to bed, Mrs. Wheeler.”

“You were right that they are dumb asses. But I am tired now so let’s go to sleep, Mr. Wheeler.” Sending him a grin I squeezed his hand in mine with us walking back to the house that my father has given him.

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[rhettabbotts]

handle the heat - ryan (yellowstone)

pairing: ryan (yellowstone) x fem!reader

summary: ryan finds your vibrator and teases you about it. based on this ask i received. tysm for the request <3

w/c: 1.6k

warnings: 18+ only. use of a vibrator on reader. dirty talk. slight degradation. overstimulation. slight age gap (not mentioned).

Ryan wouldn’t consider himself a particularly nosy person. His curiosity would just get the best of him occasionally.

It would get him in trouble sometimes. He would poke around until he would see or hear things he definitely did not want to hear.

He didn’t mean to snoop around your room, he was just trying to occupy himself while you got the wine glasses. He looked at the pictures you had sitting on your dresser; one of you and your mom when you were a kid, one of you and Teeter from high school, a picture of your childhood dog. Your vanity held all of your makeup products and perfumes.

He sat on the edge of your bed, picking up the picture you had framed on the nightstand. It was from your third date – a blurry picture that you took as you leaned across the console of his truck. You had his cowboy hat on and the cheesiest grin on your face. That was nearly four months ago, which he could hardly believe.

When Teeter told him she had a friend moving to Montana, he groaned. Not another Teeter, someone he could barely understand half the time. But then you walked into the bunkhouse and he swore his heart nearly came out of his throat. You were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. The complete opposite of Teeter. Where she was loud and unapologetic, you were meek and non-confrontational. He never understood how you and Teeter of all people were best friends but when he saw the two of you together, it made perfect sense.

It took a few months of dancing around each other before he finally asked you on a date and the rest is history. It has been the happiest time of his life. You brought out the best in him, you always made him laugh. He was so lost in his thoughts he didn’t hear you step into the room.

“Whatcha doing with that, cowboy?” You asked teasingly. Wine bottle in one hand, glasses in the other. He returned the frame to its spot on the table and wiped his hands on his jeans.

“Just thinking.”

“About what?”

“About how I’m the luckiest man alive,” Ryan expressed. He made his way over to you, hands settling on your hips. You sat the wine and glasses on the dresser before wrapping your arms around his neck, fingers twisting in his curls.

“You’re a sap, Ry. Will you light that candle over there while I pour the wine?”

“Trying to set the mood, huh?” He said, cocking an eyebrow as his lips curved up into a smirk. You rolled your eyes and nudged him away, turning your attention to the drinks. You heard Ryan going through the drawer in your bedside table, searching for the matches most likely before he went quiet.

“They should be in the-” You stopped speaking as you faced him and saw he had your pink bullet vibrator in his hand, an unreadable expression on his face. You felt your entire body flush at the way his dark eyes stared deep into yours.

“What do we have here?” He asked, voice dropping an octave. It had that slight rasp to it that always made your thighs press together involuntarily.

“Ryan… That’s-”

“Oh, I am well aware of what it is, sweetheart.”

The quiet buzzing sound of the vibrator being turned on made your body jolt slightly. Ryan hummed and studied the machine in his hand, playing with the settings and looking up at you when he made it to the highest one. Your chest rose and fell rapidly and he hadn’t even touched you yet, he was still ten feet away from you.

Ryan stalked towards you slowly, testing the waters. Giving you enough time to stop him. But you didn’t. You weren’t going to.

As he stood in front of you, he pressed the vibrator against your collarbone. He slowly dragged it down your arm before going back up again. You weren’t sure if it was the tension in the room or the rapid vibrations, but your whole body was beginning to shake.

“Wanna play a little game?” Ryan asked in a low tone, his breath washing over your heated face.

“What kind of game?”

“Wanna see how long you can last while I’m using this on you.”

Ryan started circling the vibrator around one stiffened nipple, causing you to mewl and grip at his shoulders. Your knees weakened as he continued his ministrations to the other breast.

“Lay back on the bed, baby. Pull that pretty dress up.”

Your feet carried you to the mattress, your mind in a hazy state. Ryan’s eyes followed your every move, his gaze locking onto that spot between your thighs as you did as he instructed. Your underwear already had a wet spot that was noticeable even in the low light of the bedside lamp. His lips twitched into a smug smile.

“Already soaking through your panties. What are we gonna do with you?” His question was slightly condescending. In the months you had been together, you had been learning what each other likes. Turn ons and things you’d never want to try. You had mentioned offhandedly that you wouldn’t mind him to be a little mean, teasing you and using degrading words. And you knew from the way his eyes were squinting slightly, you knew you were in for it.

“You okay with this, honey? If it gets too much, we can stop at any time.”

“M’good, Ry. Really good.”

He braced one knee on the bed to lean over you, lips meeting yours in a searing kiss. His tongue teased at your bottom lip, but pulled away before you got the chance to deepen it. He pressed firm against your sternum until your back was flush with the bed.

Ryan turned the vibrator back on, this time with the lowest setting. He repeated his actions from before, starting at your jaw and working his way down to your breasts. He didn’t spend as much time there before he continued down the length of your body.

He teased along the insides of your thighs, biting his lip as that wet patch grew with every passing second. Your legs shook, whimpering and pleading for him to touch you where you needed him most.

“I bet you use this all the time, don’t you? Such a dirty girl.”

He pressed the tip right against your swollen clit through the cotton of your underwear, turning it up a couple of notches and relishing in the way your back bowed and your knuckles turned white against the comforter.

“Ryan- oh god, don’t stop. Please don’t stop!” Your hips bucked into the sensation, searching for that friction you so desperately needed. He wasn’t having that. He turned the vibrator off and gripped your cheeks firmly before you could protest.

“You’ll take what I give you, understand?”

“Mhm,” you mumbled.

“What was that?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good little slut.”

Ryan patted your cheek lightly before returning the vibrator to your clothed pussy. You bit your lip to stay quiet, to suppress your pleas. He moved it between your lips gently, barely applying any pressure. He turned it up again before prodding at your dripping hole through your panties. It makes your eyes roll back and a guttural moan escape your throat.

“I bet you wanted me to find this, didn’t you? You weren’t really hiding it. Listen to you whine so prettily. Can I take your panties off, baby?”

You nodded eagerly, raising your hips in anticipation. He pulled them down slowly and you felt a flush run over you at the way they stuck to your cunt.

Ryan groaned at the sight of your glistening heat. He spread your thighs impossibly wide, opening you up for him.

“So pretty… and so, so wet.”

“Ry- sir, please.” You pleaded, voice nearly unrecognizable to your own ears.

“Shh, honey. I’ll take care of you.”

He turned the vibrator on to the highest setting once more and pushed it inside you without preamble. Your hand shot down between your legs to grip his wrist, your head thrown back in blinding pleasure.

You let out a shriek of what you only assumed was his name. You weren’t sure what you were babbling at the moment. He alternated between the speed of his thrusts and the speed of the vibrator, keeping you right on the edge. His graying curls fell out of place and onto his forehead, his once bright blue eyes impossibly dark as he watched the way you clenched around the toy.

“Sir, I’m- oh fuck- I’m so- I-“ you whined pathetically.

“Yeah, you gonna cum? Do it. Cum for me, sweetheart.”

It overcomes you in an intense way. Galaxies explode behind your eyelids, you feel like you’re floating and drowning simultaneously. You can’t stop your whole body from trembling as Ryan slows his movements. A satiated feeling washes over you and you’re trying to control your breathing as you come down from your high.

Ryan presses a soft kiss to your burning cheek, gently massaging your hips as your body jerks involuntarily.

“So good for me. You okay? Was that too much?” His voice was laced with slight concern at your silence.

“That was- Ryan, that was- I don’t even have the words. You’re so fucking hot, oh my god.”

Your fingers tangled in his curls as you pulled him into you, burying your face into his neck and breathing in his scent. He pulled your dress down to cover you, a sweet gesture compared to what he just did to you.

“I really didn’t mean to find it. You gotta put those matches somewhere else.”

You laughed at his statement, pressing a kiss to his temple.

“I’ll remember that next time,” you said as you moved him to mold your lips to his in a passionate kiss.

[keep-the-wolves-close]

Steady Heart Masterlist

Steady Heart

(Spotify playlist link in the title)

Rating: M

Pairing: Slow-burn Kayce Dutton x Stella Daniels OFC

When a sudden death happens at the Yellowstone Dutton Ranch, Stella Daniels is forced deeper into the world of her employer, John Dutton. It’s much further than her experience from just working with the horses and being an extra wrangler when needed. Now Stella, her brother Ryan, and her best friend Kayce; her employer’s youngest semi-estranged son, have to navigate finding their place within the ranch’s not-so-clean dealings and the challenges that come their way.

Chapter 1: Bad Things Are Comin’ | Chapter 2: Deep Stays Down | Chapter 3: Me and the Devil | Chapter 4: Let There Be Cowgirls and Glasshouse Children | Chapter 5: Diggin’ a Hole | Chapter 6: The Devil Takes Care of His Own | Chapter 7: Lucky Seven | Chapter 8: The Hand That Feeds | Chapter 9: Change on the Rise | Chapter 10: Pick Me Up | Chapter 11: Meet and in the Morning | Chapter 12: Heaven in Hiding | Chapter 13: The Devil Never Sleeps | Chapter 14: Hollow Crown | Chapter 15: Every Bird that Flies | Chapter 16: Down | Chapter 17: Muddy Waters | Chapter 18: What Comes Naturally | Chapter 19: Overtime |Chapter 20: Better Bad Idea | Chapter 21: Shameless | Chapter 22: Take it out on me | Chapter 23: doomsday | Chapter 24: when the party’s over | Chapter 25: Or Was It 26 | Chapter 26: The Hard Way | Chapter 27: Sound off the Sirens | Chapter 28: Achilles Heel | Chapter 29: Trouble | Chapter 30: The Warning | Chapter 31: Hunting Grounds | Chapter 32: Destiny | Chapter 33: How High | Chapter 34: Bridge Over Troubled Water | Chapter 35: Bad Ju-Ju | Chapter 36: Brother | Chapter 37: O Death | Chapter 38: In the End | Chapter 39: Black Sky

[countrymusiclover]

Ch 2 - Angel Eyes

Part 3

Cowgirl’s Don’t Cry

@hcwthewestwaswcn co author

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Y/n's Pov - 6 years ago

Exiting the barn I brushed my hands over the light brown fur of my horse. My hair was in pigtail braids falling over my shoulders as I heard the main house front door open and saw my mother walking up with a bottle of wine in her hand. "You clearly got an attachment to those things from your daddy. You remember what I taught you right?"

"Don't let any man think they instantly get to be with me. Because they are all led by the tail between their legs." I responded to her knowing that she said she would never get back on a horse after the day her mother was killed. She basically hated them unlike my father who hated whenever he had to put one down.

She rests a hand on my shoulder showing me a small smile then motioned her head towards the young ranch hand that I had met in the barn a few years ago. "Seems like he needs a lesson on how to saddle a horse. Go help him dear."

Ryan ran a hand through his hair holding his hat in his other hand somehow getting some of the straps twisted together. "Need some help there, cowboy?" I chuckled standing beside him, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Shit yes. I don't know I geezed this up!" He cursed under his breath, clearly frustrated, making me shake my head. He sure had the mouth of a cowboy that's for sure.

Patting his shoulder I quickly noticed his problem shifting the saddle around then gesturing with my right arm for him to move. "Climb on now. You'll notice a difference. Oh and here's a tip for riding a horse." Ryan stared down at me as I explained standing up tall then I lowered myself down on my knees a little like I was sitting on the saddle. "When the horse bounces up, let it stand you in the stirrups and when it comes down sit back in the saddle."

"Seems easy enough." He replied as I climbed up onto my own horse.

"Yeah well see about that, Ryan. I bet you'll be cussing till the cows come home."

Ryan glanced back to the barn eyeing my mother who was smirking in our direction drinking her bottle. "Who is that woman watching us?"

"My mother. Now let's ride." I moved my horse behind his hitting the horse on the butt causing Ryan to grab the reins with it taking off quickly.

"Am I gonna get in trouble for talking with you - oh shit!" He started to ask before I chased after his horse, smirking at his language seeing I was right.

I teased him, feeling the wind blowing through my hair while I kept my pace up with his horse hearing him curse every so often but a smile was forming on his face. "If my daddy heard me talk with that mouth of yours he'd ring me up by the rafters in the barn. Just trust me it will get easier."

Y/n's Pov

Y/N looked at him, having returned to the ranch as she dismounted the horse and took them both to the barn "You didn't do too bad cowboy, but I think you will get the hang of it eventually if you're asking me. You've shown improvement in some things, so you've got it going" She says softly, knowing that he was still trying to get used to being on a horse and riding

Y/N was the same way when she first learned how to ride, but she slowly got the hang of it when Beth and Rip left her alone and she eventually figured out what she had to do and how to do it whenever she was alone and able to focus on riding her horse, Marleigh who was a five year old Mare.

Y/N had always had a passion for the animals, but she also knew that her mama didn’t like the damn things because of what happened with her grandmother but she looked at the cowboy as she dismounted the horse and took the saddle off before she heard Ryan coming up behind her as she was leaning against the stable wall as her hand rested on his cheek when she leaned in and kissed his lips passionately and deeply as she made out with him.

Unaware that her uncle was coming into the barn, but she was too caught up in the moment with her cowboy as she pulled away and breathed shallowly as she looked at him and smiled “I would like to do that more often, if you want to Cowboy” She spoke softly to him.

Kayce’s POV

Heading up towards the barn I could hear a weird sound right before I stopped in the doorway seeing my niece and one of my father’s ranch hands kissing. Normally I didn’t care what she did but I haven’t been around much so something came over me. “What the hell do you think you are kissing my niece, Ryan!” The lair broke away and for some reason he seemed confused.

“I didn’t start the kiss. She did - shit!” He cursed fumbling with his cowboy hat on his head.

Stomping forward I grabbed him by his shirt, shoving him away from her. “You don’t need to be anywhere near her. Go get back to work now.”

“What the heck, Uncle Kayce!” Y/n spun on her feet raising her voice towards me. “I’m not ten years old anymore but I guess you don’t know that since you left with the girl you got pregnant!”

Raising my brows at her statement I could sense my sister's personality breaking through. She could surely rip it to someone if they made her angry enough. “Well would rather your father kick him off the ranch. Because trust me darling, being here is a lot easier.”

“Yeah right!” She scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest avoiding my gaze.

Ryan shifted his feet through the dirt walkway of the barn nervously leaving us alone. “Uh….I’m gonna go.”

Rip’s POV

Rip saw Kayce dragging his daughter to the house by her ear, he rolled his eyes and stepped down off the porch as he looked at his brother in law. “I suggest you let her go, you ain’t got no right to be disciplining my child when you can’t even keep your son under control. Now let her go, or I will fight you Kayce.”

He says, being protective of his little girl who he loved more than anything and he wouldn’t stand for her uncle to be doing what he was to her as he walked to him and shoved Kayce hard. “Y/N go on inside, you are gonna wait there until i tell you to come outside. Do you hear me.”

He was never harsh on his little girl, and he wasn’t going to start doing so now as he ran a hand through his hair as he talked with Kayce and sorted everything out. “You let that girl be, and worry about your own. I will handle her, you aren’t her parent. I am.” He says sternly, being protective and defensive of the girl he had been raising for 17 years now.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[supergirl000983]

The Rancher and the Pilot PT.1

Pairing: Jake Seresin x Dutton!Reader

Warning: None

Y/N walked outside to meet her brothers buddies along with Ryan, Colby, Abby, and Teeter. She had enlisted the help of her four closest friends to help her show her brother’s friends around. Y/N had made sure everyone knew to wear their good boots because she was taking them line dancing and bar hopping tonight. “So who is ready to get their dance on?” She asked the group of 8. “I did my fair share of dancing in high-school darlin.” Jake said wrapping an arm around her shoulder “I heard there was a place called the Electric Bull?” Bradley said walking closer to the two. “You mean you heard of a place that had an mechanical bull. The place itself is call 8 Seconds, and if you’re anything like most of the men in this town you won’t last that long.” Y/N responded as she grabbed Jake’s hand and started towards her truck. They were going to take two trucks. Y/N would drive her ranch truck with Jake, Javy, Natasha, and Bradley. The other truck would be Ryan, Abby, Colby, and Teeter. Y/N could feel herself getting closer with the team especially Jake. He understood Ranch life that was the reason he and her brother were such great friends. ————time skip because I’m lazy—————Y/N pulled up to 8 Seconds and they all got out. Jake immediately made his way to Y/N and held her hand as they made their way in. “Welcome to 8 Seconds. This place is my home away from home. I grew up with my older sister and her husband sneaking me in here. Oh Tee! Beth said she and Rip may make an appearance later.” Y/N said as she lead the group to her normal table. “Ok Ryan and Colby if you guys will go get the first round of shots Teeter, Abby, and I will start explaining the rules of this place.” Y/N said as she hopped up on her barstool. As the boys went to get the drinks the girls started explaining. “Ok rule #1 if a girl has a cowboy hat on 9/10 she is here with her boyfriend so don’t flirt with her, #2 Nat this one is for you If a man puts his cowboy hat on your head take it off and come find one of us if we are not with you, and #3 Do NOT take your eyes off your drink. Now with that being said let’s get this party started!” Y/N said as the boys sat the tray of drinks down in the table “Before we dance I think we should get these here newbies on that there mechanical Bull.” Teeter said in her Texas accent “You are so right Teeter! I for one think the Queen herself should go first and show them how is done. Y/N?” “I’ll see what I can do” Y/N said looking between Teeter and Abby. Y/N walked up to one of her friends from high-school who was working the ride. “Hey Jesi! Anyway you can get me on that Bull in the next couple of minutes?” Y/N asked wrapping and arm around her old cheer captain. “Yeah it’s going pretty easy tonight, just take your shoes off and hop on. Considering you hold the record for old Betsy I’m sure you won’t have a problem.” Jesi said smiling at her long time friend. Y/N nodded to her friends who all made their way over to where she was taking her boots off and taking her keys, phone, and wallet out of her shorts pocket handing her stuff to Jake before climbing in the ring and hopping onto the bull. As the Bull started Y/N leaned and moved like she was apart of the machine. “WOO! THAT THERES MY BEST FRIEND!” “GO Y/N!” “Get it girl!” Were all things being shouted as Y/N finally let go an fell off the bull. “25.4 seconds Y/N Dutton beating her old record of 24.8 seconds. Give it up the the 4 year champion of Betsy.” Jesi said before putting the mic down. “So who’s next?” Ryan asked as he and Colby held their hands out for Y/N to grab to get out of the pen. “I’ll go! How hard could it be?” Javy said taking his shoes off. “3 seconds…you lasted 3 seconds Coyote.” Nat said as she handed him his phone. While Javy, Nat, and Bradley went with the ranch hands Jake stayed with Y/N. “So how about me and you go get a beer, and then we go sit in the back of the truck and look at stars while they all dance?” Jake said wrapping his arms around Y/N.

[dameronscopilot]

you’re one of the only good yellowstone writers i’ve seen! all your writing is so good. would you be willing to write for any other yellowstone characters…namely ryan?

Thank you 🧡! I do have a bunch planned for Kayce, he’s my main focus. But if I was going to write for any other character on the show…it’d be Ryan.

So I could potentially be convinced if there’s enough interest 😂

[ahotmesswithprivilege]

Open Requests

This is a first for me, but since I am currently falling deeper and deeper into a Yellowstone rabbit hole and I cannot make decisions on where to go with the plot of the fic I am currently working on, this is my official invitation to invade my inbox with OS requests for John, Lee and Kayce Dutton as well as Rip Wheeler and Ryan with a Reader. I take any kind of prompts or scenarios, except pregnancy related things. Also, please understand that it might take a while to get to your request, and don’t be a dick about it.

[wereallmadherebabez]

I’ve been watching Yellowstone for the past two weeks and I’m in love with the show. I’ve literally fallen in love with Ryan’s character and so I’ve decided to make a fanfic for him.

[munsonownsmyass]

Summary: The loss of Lee causes you to return home to the Yellowstone. Things have changed, but one thing that remains the same is the love you have for Ryan. Will you finally have your happily ever after?

Warnings: Fluff, pining (so much pining), bad pick up lines, idiots to lovers, kissing, SMUT! 18+., mentions of violence (it is Yellowstone, after all).

Notes: Yeah, so... Apparently I work best when I make small AU's, so here's another one. Reader is a Dutton, recently returned home to the Yellowstone.

Reader has a name. Annabelle Dutton. I'll only use it like 3 or 4 times, buts it's necessary for the story. But she will still be a reader insert with no description.

Part 1: Love brings you home

Coming soon

Part 2: You've always been mine

Coming soon

Part 3: A day to remember

Yours and Ryan's first date doesn't exactly go as planned.

Part 4: Forever be my always

Coming soon

[bellarkeselection]

Okay so Ryan and Dutton!reader are engaged and she finds out he got branded after the whole Colby and Teter thing. That kinda the basis of what I was thinking 🤔

The Ranch Brought Us Together

“I understand that your father doesn’t really want big events at the ranch. So I’m just hear to tell you that it wouldn’t be huge. Just our normal crowd and my parents would be coming into town.” I quickly followed the heels of Beth Dutton who was walking to her car to go to work.

She opened her car door stepping inside responding to me. “Y/n, you have been loyal to my father almost as long as Rip has.”

“Yeah but it’s his ranch and I don’t want to feel like we are overstepping with trying to do even a small wedding here-“

She touched my arm, giving me a half glaring smile. “Which means he will say yes. I know you’ve already asked him and he said possibly but don’t panic I’ll make sure and sweeten the deal where he definitely agrees. Now get out of my way, I’ve gotta go ruin someone’s day.” She shut the car door and drove down the driveway leaving me standing there by the wooden fences.

My fiancé worked for John Dutton for a few years now. We actually met and fell in love while working here at the ranch. Tucking some hair behind my ear that had come out of my ponytail I heard someone coming in my direction where I spun on my feet. “Ryan! You’re never done with work this early.”

“You’re right I ain’t done with my day. I just could wait any longer till I got to see you for a little bit.” Ryan pulled the reins of his horse to a stop, dismounting his horse coming over to hug me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck hugging him back. I smiled leaning my head against his chest until I pulled back seeing something sticking out of his shirt that was opened. “Wait a minute. Did you get hurt?”

“No I didn’t.” Ryan answered, tiling his head down to meet my gaze.

Moving my hands up his chest I threaded my fingers through his jackets and the open section of his jacket. Pushing the fabric apart my eyes landed on a red Y symbol on his right side of his chest. “Then what the hell is this, Ryan!”

Ryan lowered his gaze down to the symbol that I had exclaimed about. “Oh that. I got it after…after some guys hurt Colby and Teter the other day.”

“Ryan, I ... .don't scare me like that.” I sighed heavily laying my head on his chest staring at the fresh red mark that was slowly healing.

I had gotten the brand a few months after Rip had done it after he accidentally killed one of the other workers when they talked back about John’s daughter. I knew it meant you never left here and it was an honor with the ones who got a second chance. But we hadn’t talked about him getting it. “I’m sorry, babe. It all just happened so fast and you have been busy planning our wedding. I didn’t want to worry you.”

“Well you did.” I hit his chest, shoving him away from me beginning to walk away from him. “You know what I can’t marry you after this.”

Ryan gasped rushing forward, snatching my arm. “Y/n, hang on. I’m sorry - shit please don’t not marry me.”

“Ha! Ryan you idiot. I’m not breaking off our engagement. I could never do that cause I love you too much.” I tugged my wrist from his hand slapping my hands on his knees.

Ryan removed his hat from his head running his fingers through his hair. “Fuck that’s a relief.”

“Hey you know something we’re matching now.” I unbuttoned the top of my shirt tugging down the right side of my shirt. His eyes found the same mark that he had seen on me previously in life the first time we had sex. “We’re now connected in love and in our work life.”

Ryan sets his hat on top of my head, looping his arm around my waist pulling me up against him. “That doesn't sound too bad to me. I love you.”

“I love you too.” I grinned up to him, kissing him slowly. He kissed me back before he had to get back on his horse and go back to work. The Dutton ranch was our forever home.

[bluboothalassophile]

Hi, thanks for writing so many things I like. What's your favorite part of writing? What's your favorite aspects of any ship of your choosing? What's your favorite aspect of your current favored media (i.e show, movie, music, book, etc). Feel free to use this ask as an excuse to ramble about anything you want to that makes you happy! I hope you have a good upcoming holiday.

Hello,

So, you asked a lot of questions and I'll try to answer them as best as I can.

My favorite part of writing is actually writing. There is no one aspect of it I prefer, I just enjoy the simplicity of sitting down and spreading out my thoughts in a manner that's organized. I always have three or four stories going on like a movie in my head, so it just feels good to have a method to organize what's going on. Whether it's a fanfiction or original fiction (which I haven't written for a long ass time because of lack of stimuli until recently), so it's just nice to spread it out. I think 3 dimensionally, so I like having methods to spread out my thoughts; whether I'm building something, mapping something, or working around, translating what's in my head to something others understand or see or read, it's pleasant. Makes me feel sane, which sounds crazy, but there's a lot in my head so having methods to organize it makes me feel sane. My head is not a web browser with three tabs not working and mystery music playing somewhere. I also really like creating characters, building worlds, building different ways of thinking, different views of the world, looking to see how different experiences shape people in different capacities, that's always fun. Constructing these characters, scenarios, worlds, it's fun, it's also grounding for me.

I like different ships for different reasons. I don't have a one ship type fits all for my ships. I like Jason Todd x Raven because opposites in mannerisms, and on paper it shouldn't work, but there's a point where their personalities are complimentary and their interests overlap just enough that I think it'd work. I like Kolvina because they're cunning, smart, and actually do the enemies to partners to friends to lover trope well. I like Dramione because I think they'd be a powerhouse team up, and their opposites in almost every aspect; however they do share similar qualities which makes me think they'd work out. Mostly, if I look at the ships I like, regardless of trope, or dynamics, or personalities, I like ships which are partnerships. If you're going to be in a relationship you should have a partner, not a yes man/woman, and I like ships that reflect that. I like pairings where they are partners, and they can cover where the other is weak or they can be vulnerable with each other. I don't like pairings that can't do that, or can't work together, if they're always fighting or always at each other's throat, it's just not appealing to me; you're supposed to be a partnership not at war with your partner. Also, if you're partners, regardless of powers and abilities, you should be equals in a relationship; so I really like partnership ships.

I like good stories, if a form of media can create and carry through on a good story it has my attention. Lately movies, shows and music have not have a that ability, so it hasn't been fun or enjoyable to me. Which I know sounds bad, but I just don't think people have a lot of steady creativity lately. I mean, my favorite shows aren't really big Hollywood influenced shows (Bosch, Jack Ryan, Jack Reacher, Yellowstone, Terminal List; these shows are great because writers are left alone to write and they create solid stories, with interesting characters, and the actors deliver, in my opinion) or they're older shows that have completed already (Law & Order: CI, Originals, Supernatural, The Punisher); bad writing or story telling can just destroy a show or film with ease and Hollywood has gotten extremely lazy as of late and a lot of what they've been producing is shoddy (Legacies, Riverdale, Grey's Anatomy, Law & Order SVU; the writing in the last two is just a byproduct of banking on success, and long time viewers, but a lot of the writing is getting shoddy in my opinion). I read a lot of different books but again, I'm reliant and interested in good stories which has me having a variety of books and stories from different eras, so I don't feel as reliant on staying up on modern events where books are concerned. As to music, I listen to everything; world music, old school, new school, diverse genres; music aligns with what I'm writing or my mood, so it varies.

I hope that answers your questions, and if you have others feel free to ask. I'm not really going to ramble about anything else, so I hope that helps, and this answers your questions.

[keep-the-wolves-close]

Steady Heart

Chapter 21: Shameless

* Pairing: Slow-burn Kayce Dutton x OFC Stella Daniels

* Rating: M

* Warnings: NSWF, language, smut, sex, p in v penetration, no condom, biting

* Word count: 3,350ish

I would love to give credits to @dameronscopilot and @deanscroissant for being sounding boards for me during this whole process, giving outsider insight, being cheerleaders, and allowing me to screech at them about things that have happened during the writing process. I seriously couldn't have gotten this far without y'all!

Special mention: @deanscroissant & @lexixstewart and the couple friends who don’t have tumblr so I can’t tag them, for giving me their honest opinions on the smut because, y’all I blacked out 💀💀😂

Author's note: Oh shit y’all! We’re here! 👀 I hope everyone is enjoying so far! I hope you love this chapter as well! Pretend in the gif that’s Stella and they’re inside and not in the forest 😅😂. Also please be gentle. This is my first attempt at writing smut and being serious with myself 😂

I’m posting this a day early because I’m nervous and ripping the bandaid off lmao. Also sinful things on a Sunday are a hilarious juxtaposition to me lmao. So feel free to comment or hit my ask box and flail with me lol. Just please be kind. 🤓💛

Stella rutched around in the waiting room chair. Her phone went off with a text from Ryan. Any update on Mr. Dutton?

She and Kayce had been here for quite a few hours. His dad was out of surgery and resting. John's current nurse just told Kayce he was allowed to go back and talk to him for a few minutes. She replied quickly. Out of surgery. Finally able to go talk to him. BRB.

She reached out for Kayce’s hand. “Do you want me to go with you?”

Kayce contemplated. “Sure.” He squeezed her hand and guided her along through the big double doors to the room he was told. When they got to the door, he paused.

Stella turned and checked him out. He hesitated to go in. “Hey,” she reached out for Kayce and pulled him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around her. “Everything is gonna be okay.” He hid his face in her neck. She gently rubbed his back. She whispered to him. “We’ll go in when you’re ready.”

He let out a hard sigh. “Let’s go.”

The pair walked through the door. They peeked around to the right at John's bed. He looked like he was fast asleep. Stella directed Kayce to the chair next to the bed.

The legs of the chair made a dragging noise and that seemed to perk Kayce’s dad up. “Who the hell is trying to bother me now?” He grumbled.

The friends shared a chuckle. Kayce reached out for his dad’s hand. “It’s just me and Stella, dad.”

“Hey, John.” She announced her presence since his eyes were still partly closed.

“So when did they say I could leave?” John started messing around with his blankets.

Kayce jumped to his feet to try and stop John from getting up. Stella rounded the bed to help on the other side. Kayce instructed his dad. “Woah woah woah. You ain’t leavin’ tonight, that’s for sure.” John still must have been under the effects of whatever medicines they had him on because he stopped fighting against them easily. Kayce smiled at his dad. “We’ll discuss all of that in the morning.”

“Are you going back home?”

“I can stay if you want.”

John looked up at Stella. It shook her, seeing him vulnerable. A memory of her dad floated through. “Stella get him home. I don’t need a babysitter.”

Stella laughed through her nose. “I’ll do my best, sir.” Someone knocked on the door behind them.

“Excuse me guys. Visiting hours are over. The nurses need in here to prepare him for the night.”

Stella approached the nurse. “Can we give them like five more minutes? Then I promise I’ll get us out of your hair.”

The nurse sighed. “Okay, sure. But only five more minutes and I’ll be back.”

“Thank you!” Stella moved to Kayce who was still standing at his father’s bed. “Hey I got you five more minutes. I’ll be right outside the door, okay?” She looked at John. “And you, sir, get to feelin’ better.” There was a gruff chuckle in response. Kayce grabbed her hand before she could leave. The two locked eyes, but didn’t say anything. Stella smiled and Kayce slowly let her hand go to continue talking to his dad.

She walked out of the door and leaned against the wall to wait for Kayce. She had to figure out how to convince the youngest Dutton to leave the hospital for the night. Looking around, she remembered how much she hated being in a hospital. Memories of before she and Ryan ran away came back. All the hospital visits for not only their own injuries, but when their dad got sick. When John had looked up at her from the bed, it was like she saw her dad all over again. She shook her head to clear the thoughts.

Thinking of Ryan, she messaged him back. He’s alright. In as rare a form as ever. I’m gonna take Kayce back to my house, if I can convince him, so he can actually sleep. You need anything?

The team of nurses came around the corner, ready to settle John in for the night. Stella reached behind her and knocked on the door to let Kayce know his time was almost up for the evening. Thankfully he came to the door, smiled politely at the nurses, and grabbed Stella’s hand.

Back out in the waiting room, Kayce sat again with Stella next to him. He still hadn’t let go of her hand. Anyone could see that he was an anxious ball of nerves. Stella rubbed her thumb across his hand. “Kayce?” He looked at her. “Let’s go back to my house.” She said softly.

“Stella, I don't know if I should leave.”

She fixed her glasses with her opposite hand. “I understand your fear of leaving him here. But he’s in the safest place he can be, with the best help in the state. They have your number. They’ll call if they need anything. There’s nothing we can do right now anyway.” She gave his hand a squeeze. “He doesn’t seem like he’s gonna be too much trouble tonight. You need to rest and I guarantee you aren’t gonna do that here.”

She pleaded to him. “My house is closer than the ranch. I’ll even let you use the bed tonight.”

“Okay, but —,” Kayce started saying, but Stella butted in.

“But if they call we’ll leave at the drop of a hat. I’ll also bring you back here bright and early too.” They started to stand.

“Wait, who said you’re driving?”

“I did.” She giggled. “I also still have the keys.” Stella jangled them at him. He tried to swipe them and Stella ran through the main hospital door. He watched her as she dashed for the truck. Kayce laughed to himself because they both knew he’d let her drive.

Ryan answered as Stella clicked her seat belt into place in the truck. Nah, I’m good. You be safe and take care of Kayce.

Stella joked walking into her house. “Man, I feel like this is déjà vu.”

“Stella, it was yesterday.”

She let out a laugh. “Can’t have any fun with you, can I?”

“Now you know that’s a bold faced lie.” Kayce took off his boots and placed his hat on the table.

They both just stood there. Not really sure what step was next. Stella motioned up the stairs. “Well, I guess we should get some shut eye, right?”

“Is this the first time we’re meeting or something?” Kayce smirked.

“Shut up, you doofus.” Stella laughed as the awkwardness dissolved. “C’mon.” She climbed the stairs.

However, once in her room, the bashfulness returned for Stella. Yeah they used to sleep together wherever they fell when they were younger, but being in the same bedroom as Kayce felt different. Now that she thought about it, being in a bedroom with Kayce always felt intimidating in a way.

Stella cleared her throat and offered. “Do you want the same clothes from the last night? I’m sure I’ve got some different ones?” She preoccupied herself picking things up around her room. It wasn’t messy, but there were some articles of clothing she didn’t want him to catch sight of, especially if she could nab them up before she turned the light on. Her cheeks flushed. ‘You really gotta start making sure you utilise the hamper.’

“Nah, the ones from the yesterday will be fine.”

“Okay I’ll go grab them for you.” She stopped herself so quickly she almost tripped. “Wait, where did you leave them?”

“Uhhh…,” Kayce tried to remember where he changed before they left. “I actually think I came up here to the bathroom.”

“Oh! I’ll be right back then. I just put the bedding on like, three days ago. So I can change it if you want, but it should be fine. I only slept on it once. I’ll take the couch tonight.” Stella babbled nervously.

Waltzing out of her bedroom she wanted to hit her own forehead. ‘You're literally acting like you’ve never spoken to him a day in your life. Stop being weird.’ She fixed her glasses and found the clothes where Kayce left them. They were neatly placed on the bathroom counter. She smiled at his manners slipping through. She grabbed them and walked back to her room to give them to Kayce.

“Thank you for —,” she stopped herself when she noticed he wasn’t in the middle of the room anymore where the light from the open door reached. Without a light on in the room, an oversight on her part, she couldn’t see shit. “Kayce?” The lamp on her bedside table painted the room with light.

“Damn!” Stella squinted. “Could’ve given a girl some warning.”

“I’m sorry, didn’t mean to blind ya.”

Stella giggled. “It’s okay.” Her eyes focused on him. It was very apparent to Stella that Kayce had something on his mind. He was holding himself back from saying it. In a delicate tone she asked, “penny for your thoughts?”

He eyed Stella up and decided to take the leap. “Would it really bother you if they talked?”

Her head cocked to the side. “Do you mean about us?” Kayce nodded.

She stayed silent for a few seconds. Apparently her reaction to the potential of being caught crossing a line in their friendship still weighed on him. She assumed his thoughts on the matter were the same. To find out they weren’t and he wanted to push that boundary, floored her. Slowly, but surely, she shook her head. “No. They’ve always talked about us, you know that. So regardless of what we do or don’t do, they’re gonna talk. Whether it’s us, or someone else; their jaws are gonna be flappin’ like old ladies on a Sunday in a salon.” The only person she knew she would catch serious flak from would be her brother or Rip. “So no. I don’t care.”

Kayce’s shoulders dropped. Whether it was relief or not, Stella didn’t know. Kayce nodded quickly. He didn’t give her time to figure it out.

He uttered a gravelly, “good,” before he stepped across the room in three long strides to her. He grabbed her face and they collided. Stella unceremoniously dropped the clothes she still had in her hand. She trailed her hands to his sides and pulled him closer while she scrunched his shirt in her hands.

“Fuck, Kayce. What’re we doing?” Stella mumbled against his mouth. Her mind felt like a dense fog had draped over it.

“Are you okay with it?” He brought his head back slightly and touched his forehead to hers. Nervous he’d gone too far.

She said breathlessly, shaking her head forcefully. “Yeah.” Kayce moved his arms to give her more space. Stella leaned into him and wound her fingers in his hair. She brought his face back to hers.

Kayce trailed his hands down her sides. Past her sore side, her hips, and wrapped them around the backs of her thighs. He squeezed and pulled her up. She let out a gasp and she circled her legs around his waist. He braced her and walked to her bed. She tossed her glasses off to the side. ‘I’ll find them in the morning.’

Gently he laid her down, her legs still around him. Looking up at him through half lidded eyes, she smiled and brushed some hair out of his face. Stella was taken back by how Kayce was looking at her with wonder. If she wasn’t already breathless she would have the wind knocked out of her. It was like he was seeing her with new eyes.

He was enamored by her at that moment. Her hair started to come loose and her lips were swollen from all the attention. The way she smiled up at him made him dive back in. “God,” he breathed.

The scratchy feeling of his facial hair gave her arms goosebumps as he chose a spot on her collarbone to pay attention to. Her eyes fell shut. Kayce moved back causing her legs to fall apart and grabbed the hem of her shirt. He gave it a pull upward. He remembered what happened the last time he gave too much exploration to the visible part of her neck, so he would go lower. Slowly the bruise on her side from the bull came into view. He placed several featherlight kisses along it. “No more cowboy poker. Ya hear me?” He examined the large doe and flowers tattoo that was partially covered in a bruise on her side that matched his buck and gave it a kiss.

“Who’s gonna stop me?” She asked playfully while removing her shirt the rest of the way.

Kayce pulled her down to be eye level. “I will.”

“Are you threatening me, Kayce Dutton?” She laughed.

“No, it's a promise.”

Her eyebrows popped up. “Oh really?”

Kayce placed a soft kiss on the left side of her chest and the scar that resided there. “Really.”

The kiss to the sensitive skin made Stella’s eyes flutter closed. He nipped at her collar bone above the scar. Stella let out a sigh. He worked his way down to the top of her pants. He tapped her stomach to gain her focus. When Stella’s heavy lidded eyes met his, there was a silent question of whether she wanted to keep going because there wouldn’t be much turning back they could do after this.

Stella nodded, but knew he needed to hear it. “Yes Kayce.” He smiled up at her and it took her breath away. He worked the belt loose and the button, and gave Stella room to shimmy her pants down far enough that he could yank them farther down. When they got far enough, she kicked them the rest of the way off, underwear included.

Kayce climbed fully on the bed on top of her. She took a moment to appreciate feeling small and safe. Reaching down she grabbed the bottom of his shirt. She pulled it and frowned. “Off please, too many clothes,” she mumbled.

He sat up straight and yanked his shirt off. When he leaned back down Stella grabbed at his torso, wanting to feel his skin beneath her fingers. He wasn’t cut like most people expected cowboys to be. He had a nice layer that made him soft. Stella dug her fingers into his hips at the top of his waistband.

He quickly stood back off the bed. Stella thought she had done something wrong, but realized it was the exact opposite. Kayce desperately made quick work of his jeans and boxer briefs. She scrambled to sit up and took off the black lace bralette that remained of her clothes. She barely had time to register that he sprang free from the hold his boxer briefs had on him before he was crawling back to her. It was apparently now or never.

Her heart pounded in her chest as he trapped her under his body weight. She could feel his hand drift down between them. He stopped at her breasts to give her nipples a quick pinch, which brought out a breathless moan of his name from Stella. His rough fingertips deftly drifted lower to her entrance. They dipped in between her folds collecting the slick that had built up and spread it up to her clit. He gave a few slow circles around it coaxing a moan from Stella. He grabbed his throbbing cock and pumped a few times. He slid himself through her slick and let himself drive home slowly until he felt the resistance of her cervix.

They both moaned, almost in relief, as he slid home. It had been a while since Stella had been with anyone. It was tight on the way in, and that made her feel all the more full. She placed her feet flat on the bed and squeezed his hips with her bent knees. When she did his hips thrusted ever so slightly and made her completely lose all sense and inhibition. She draped her arms around the back of his neck and found his lips and kissed him greedily. “Fuck, Kayce. Please move.”

He dragged his cock out slow, savoring the feeling of her, and then pumped it back in, hitting her cervix every time. Small moans puffed out of Stella’s mouth each time he connected and she bounced. He hit her back wall hard, but at the same angle every time. “Jesus fuck, oh my god.” Her eyes rolled back and shut. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Kayce gave her a quick and hard two taps, ripping her out of her head with a moan. It was almost like he knew.

He locked eyes with her, despite the closeness, and guided her. “Stay with me baby.” If Stella was able to form a cognitive thought, she would have been drooling. He slipped his arm behind her back and scooted her up farther on her bed so she could lay her head on her pillows. He sat up, bracing her legs on his thighs and placed his hands behind her knees. He continued the rhythm but picked up the pace. He bent toward her, bringing her knees with him.

She gasped at the new angle. “Oh shit.” Her hands reached up to grab any part of him she could. She tried to get to his hips to convince him to move faster. “Faster Kayce. Please.”

His hips slammed at a new pace and Stella swore she saw the universe. Small moans of, ‘oh fuck, oh god, oh fuck, oh fuck,’ slipped out of her as her eyes rolled back again. Kayce put her calves on his shoulders and leaned down to kiss her. Stella thought for certain she would combust at how deep she could feel him.

In this position, with every thrust that he gave her he could feel her cunt squeeze him back, almost pleading with him to stay. “Shit Stella,” he whispered against her mouth. “You like that huh?”

“Oh fuck yes.” Stella breathed out. “I’m close Kayce, keep going,” she panted, pleading, “don’t stop.” Kayce was more than happy to oblige and kicked it up a notch. He panted as his hips snapped against hers. Stella grappled to get any sort of leverage as he manhandled her while he focused on chasing that delicious high. He bit roughly at the base of her neck where it connected to her shoulder and a delighted moan released from both of them.

A few more sharp thrusts and both of them shattered. Stella saw stars erupt behind her eyes and she forced them back open to see Kayce. The look on his face was absolute bliss and she felt a swell in her chest. Both of them moaned each other's names, caught on the high tide. They grabbed at each other trying to tether themselves back in reality.

Stella dropped her legs from his shoulders feeling herself twitch every so often. Kayce remained on top of her trying to catch his breath. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed the side of his head.

They laid there, still entangled in each other. Kayce laid on her chest, her hand running through his hair. She felt peace. Stella let out a big yawn.

Kayce encircled her and moved them so they were laying next to each other. Her head and hand were placed on his chest. She remained quiet. Trying to figure out just what the hell had gotten into her. Into both of them, really. There were no complaints from her, but the whiplash was real.

Stella softly tapped his chest. “We should get some sleep.” She said slowly. To Kayce it sounded like she was half asleep already. “We gotta be up early.” Kayce remained quiet. Tilting her head, she glanced up at him.

“You know you don’t have to use the couch anymore, right?” He smirked at her.

He felt her nod. “I know, but I wanna give you your space.”

Kayce pulled a face. “You’re worried about space? I was just inside you. Space went out the window then.” He laughed.

“Okay okay, fine,” she laughed along with him. “You just don’t wanna sleep alone, do you?”

“Maybe.”

“Okay. I’ll stay.” Stella moved her head to get comfortable again. “Can you turn out the light?”

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Ranch Hands Mistake

Gif credit @bodybebangin

Requested @mypridefulsoul27. I hope you like it. Thanks for the request.

Taglist: @ackles-nhl. @cbouvier23.

"Where are you going with that lemonade, sugar"? John Dutton asked his youngest daughter.

"They seem thirsty, daddy. Just wanted to help". You smirked, putting the tray down so your father could get a glass.

"Thank you". John chuckled and went back to his files.

Swaying your hips and putting a pop in your step as you walked to the fence.

"Thirsty fellas"? A wide smile on your face as the ranch hands came over chatting and arguing about something.

"Thanks, Miss Y/N". Lloyd tipped his hat taking a glass.

"Not a problem. I'm happy to help out. Especially when it's a hot day like today". You fan yourself, you were wearing a white tank top and shorts, which was appropriate for the weather but not in front of wondering eyes.

"You look really good today, Y/N". Ryan whispered as he leaned against the fence.

"Thank you". You giggled when Ryan was talking to you and Lloyd stood behind him.

"Boy, get your shit and get to work. Now damn it". Lloyd ordered.

"See ya". Ryan winked and sipped his lemonade. Lloyd shook his head and followed.

"Bye boys". You waved and skipped back to the house. You kinda enjoyed teasing the ranch hands. But the real one you loved teasing was Ryan. You both may have developed feelings for each other over the summer. But know one knew and no one could.

"Did you do your chores"? Your father asked as you got back on the porch.

You stayed quiet. "Now, darlin. Get your chores done". John snickered. You were his youngest so he went easy on you with things.

"Okay daddy". You groaned and put the tray down and ran off to tend to your horse.

"Hey baby boy, how's mommas baby today"? You cooed over your black and white horse. He was big and strong. He loved you like you loved him. He was more of a family member then a animal.

"I wish you would talk to me like that". Ryan teased, coming closer.

"You want me to be your mommy? I think I'm to young for that". You giggled when Ryan wrapped his arms around your waist and snuggled his bearded chin into your neck.

"I can be your daddy"? Ryan kissed along your jaw line.

"I have one of those. Dont need another. But what I do need is a quick fuck. You up for it"? You turned in his arms, wrapping your arms around his neck. Ryan growled and attacked your neck with kisses. Letting out a squeal, Ryan picked you up and backed you up against the stall door.

"Seems like someone is". You moan, running your hand down to Ryan's jeans and cupped his growing cock over his jeans.

Ryan let out a hardy laugh. "I'm always up for a taste of you". Ryan kissed and sucked down your chest. There will definitely be hickeys there later.

"Mmmm baby". Your hands went to his hair, tugging at it.

"You like that, babycakes"? Ryan mumbled against your skin.

"Her daddy wouldn't like it, sugar dumpling". Lloyd's sarcastic voice boomed as he stood there at the stall door.

"Fuck me". Ryan turned his head. You covered your mouth with your hand as you giggled.

"You're dead, boy. You are a dead man standing. Now get out". Lloyd ordered. Ryan kissed your forehead and put you down. He lowered his head and walked away.

"You're not going to tell daddy are you"? You asked biting your lip.

"No but I dont have three older brothers that saw Ryan leave and heard me yelling". Lloyd chuckled and walked away. You gasped and ran after Ryan.

You were half way to the ranch hands bunk house when you saw your brothers in a circle, Rip along with them.

"Ryan"! You yelled out cause you knew they were beating the shit out of him.

Panting as you pushed Kayce out of the way. You looked down and saw Ryan polishing their boots.

"What the hell? What are you doing"? You looked at all of them and then to Ryan.

"Apparently this is my punishment for liking their sister. Which is okay, I guess". Ryan hand his toothbrush rubbing Lee's boot.

"We have a maid's outfit as well when he does dad's boots. That's going to be hilarious". Kayce piper in with a laugh.

"Y'all are morons. I thought you were killing him".

"No, why kill someone that works hard and does it for shit pay"? Rip snickered. 

"I hate all of you right now. Ryan, come on". You held out your hand for him to take but he was hesitant.

"They have guns. I think I'll stick it out for now". He went back to shoe shining.

"Fine". You groaned going to the main house. John was sitting on the porch in his rocking chair.

"You okay"?

"Yeah, they just have Ryan shining their boots".

"I know. He should be strung up and hang for messing around with you but they like him and the weird thing about it is he makes you happy".

"You knew"?

John laughed shaking his head up and down. "Nothing gets passed me on my ranch. Plus, I've seen Ryan sneaking in and out of the house. Rip has seen it as well. Like I said nothing gets passed me".

"Y'all just love to play with me, don't you"?

"You're the youngest. You get shit. But I would've been okay if you asked".

"Can I date him"?

"Sure".

"Thank you, daddy". You kissed his forehead and sat down beside him a smile on your lips.

[supergirl000983]

Being Rips daughter and growing up on the Ranch would include:

• Being extremely close with Beth. Like you tell that women everything.

•Beth settling arguments between you and your dad (when they actually happen) and normally taking your side

• Your dad is protective as hell...so is Beth

•Beth giving you your first drink

• Your Dad teaching you how to ride from a very young age

• John being like a grandpa to you

• John spoils you rotten

• If you play sports then you bet your ass everyone from the ranch is about to be there and they will go crazy if you do something great or if you get hurt

• Helping your dad teach Jimmy

• Out of all the ranch hands you are probably closest to Loyd or Ryan

• When Beth and your Dad finally get together you are their biggest supporter

• When they get engaged Beth asks you too be her maid of honor (You obviously said yes)

• One morning when you were 5 you snuck out to the barn and fell asleep with the baby calves because you thought they needed a friend. Let’s just say your dad almost died when you weren’t in your room

• “ Dad can I get a horse” “ Y/N you have 5 fucking horses” “ Ok so...is that a yes?”

• You have all of them wrapped around your little finger (even Jamie)

• You have totally babysat Tate

• You were so excited about Teeter working at the ranch because that gave you a girl to talk to when Beth wasn’t there (Plus let’s be honest Teeter is funny as hell)

• You love sitting on the stairs at night and watching the night sky

• You are definitely a daddies girl

• One time you got into a fight in 9th and your dad, John, Beth, and Lee came to the school because the other kids parents called you and your family some very choice words.

• You definitely threatened to take some kids to the train station

• You are really close with Monica and Kayce also

• When Tate was kidnapped you threatened one of the bad guys that and I quote “IF YOU DON’T TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK TATE IS I AM GOING TO RIP YOUR DICK OFF AND STAPLE IT TO YOUR BROTHERS HEAD! Now are we going to do this the easy way...or the fun for me way?”

• when Jamie punched Beth in the face you straight up threatened to kill him after you kneed him in the balls

• You do barrel racing also and have won a lot of shit

•Long story short You a bad bitch