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@lcneranger
komazgcda started following you
The Ranger eyed the person who advanced, but made no effort to react. Leaning back on the chair, his boots kicked up on the table. He shifted a bit and stood, hands on hips. “Evening Miss... something I can do for you?”
Cullen Bohannon
“Hi-Yo Silver!”
The Lone Ranger by Sergio Cariello from the 2006 Dynamic revival.
OutOfOutlaws:
So I’m back. I’ve missed my cowboy.
❛ REALLY, it was nothing, but if you want to applaud me … ❜
@lcneranger / one liner.
“I am a man who appreciates skill, Miss. And that was definitely deservin’ of some applause,”
“Then you’re already moving in the right direction,” Said The Ranger with a smile, slapping the boy on the back gently “-every man needs a point of reference. Who they wanna be... and who they don’t wanna be. You got that animal, Punisher as the don’t wanna,” he then glanced back at the house with a shake of his head and a chuckle “-and that grumpy old man back there as your wanna be. If you keep moving forward with that, you’ll grow up to be a man your dad can be proud of,” Easing himself off the tree, he gave a shrill whistle, and his white stallion, Silver, came galloping over. “-I believe in you Clark. You’re gonna be a good man. But don’t forget to be a boy too. Don’t rush it. Enjoy youth while you can. Because you never get it back,” In a swift movement, he mounted the horse and tipped his hat. “-give my apologies to your Ma and Pa for not staying for dinner. But I’ve got a few things need tying up. But I’ll be back to check in. And if you ever need to talk, your Pa knows how to contact me.” Grasping the reigns tightly, The Lone Ranger bellowed out a mighty “High Ho Silver, Away!” and the horse as if linked to The Ranger reared up, whinnied and took off at a blinding pace towards the sun set.
Nathan Lane for Gambit 2k17
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arrowsbro started following you
@arrowsbro
“We’re pinned down here... what’s the game plan, Robin Hood?”
loisxxlanerps started following you
“I was in the area anyway,” he explained. “-and you bein’ a reporter explains a lot about how I’m getting the third degree,” he added then with a teasing grin. “-pleasure t’meet you Miss Lane,” he now offered a hand to her “-my work takes me all over. So whenever I’m in town, I make Clark buy me a beer. But since he’s clearly not gonna be around for a bit, what say you and I have a drink, and I’ll let him know that I’ve swiped his partner away for a bit?”
Thread Starters : Kink Edition
“Pretend you don’t want it.”
“They’re all watching the movie. They’re not even going to notice.”
“I want you. Right up against the window.”
“You know I love you, right? I have every intention of fucking you like I don’t.”
“Don’t pussyfoot around. I want it to hurt.”
“Let me blindfold you.”
“I want to make every inch of you mine.”
“Wrap your hands around my throat.”
“No, no. Leave your clothes on.”
“Home is too far away. No one’s going to see us here.”
“Just sit back and let me give you a show.”
“I want to make you bleed.”
“Relax. I’ll teach you the ropes.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t let you suffocate.”
“Clearly, you’ve never experienced silk sheets properly, then.”
“What would you think about adding a third party?”
“You can’t come until I say so. Understand?”
“That’s it. Touch yourself for me.”
“Bet I can make you come without ever touching your cock.”
“No using your hands. I’ll spread my lips and you lick.”
“Clean yourself out for me first.”
“Present yourself for me.”
“I want you to tie me up so I can’t get away.”
“I’m going to tie you to the bed posts and have my way with you.”
“I want you to dominate me.”
“You’re all mine, pet.”
“Oh fuck, yes. Bite me again.”
“Are you sure that’s going to fit?”
“I’m going to fill all your holes.”
“They’re next, after I’m done with you.”
“Just watch it with me. Maybe it’ll give us some ideas.”
“I want you to humiliate me.”
“You’re pathetic. If I wasn’t willing to fuck you, no one would.”
“It’s an ice cube, darling. Do you like it?”
“That’s good. Now spread your cheeks for me.”
“Don’t touch me. Just watch.”
“Are you sure you know how to use that?”
“I hope you don’t mind whip marks.”
[Text] What are you wearing?
“I want to drip candlewax all over you.”
“I know just how to make you relax.”
“Have you ever tried rimming?”
“Your muscles are in knots. Better let me rub you down.”
“I got the mirror so you can see yourself while I’m fucking you.”
“You’re not afraid of a little piece of ginger, are you?”
“I want to pour ___ all over you and then lick it off.”
“Oh my. I didn’t know you could move like that.”
“I’m your master/mistress and will be addressed as such.”
“I don’t care if they’re watching. I’m not done with you yet.”
“Oh no. Not until you beg.”
“Tell me how good this feels.”
“On your knees.”
“I’ll do anything you want me to do to you, but you have to say it out loud.”
“Better be quiet or they’ll hear you.”
“Relax your throat.”
“I want you to ride me.”
“Oh, that hurts so good.”
“I want to hear you scream.”
“Better be quiet or they’ll hear you.”
“Strung up with a spreader bar is a good look for you.”
loisxxlanerps started following you
lcneranger:
@loisxxlanerps
“Who me? Shoot. I’ve known Clark since he was a kid. His pa and me go way back. Why do y’ask?”
“Yes, you. Who are you? Why haven’t I met you before?”
John wasn’t in the mask. He had actually found himself in town, and was just going to check in on Clark. He had been told by a kid named Jimmy that Clark was out on assignment, when this fire-cracker of a woman had approached him, and almost demanded to know who he was and WHY he was asking about Clark. “Reid. John Reid,” he said with a tip of his white cowboy hat. “-I’m...” he used to say ‘friend of Clark’s dad’ but as he hadn’t aged a day in almost one-hundred and forty years, that story got less and less believable. “-a school friend of Clarks. From Smallville. I moved there from Texas, and Clark and I were close for a bit.
The Ranger listened intently. He didn’t dismiss Clark for his age, or talk over him. He was genuinely interested in what the boy had to say. What he was feeling. After he had finished, there were a few nods before he spoke again. “I understand... see these?” a black gloved hand gestured to the gleaming pearl handed six-shooters holstered on his belt. “-I carry these because there are bad men in the world. And sometimes I have to make the hardest decision of all. But,” and with this he paused, going into a small ammo pouch also on his belt, and handing Clark a bullet. It was solid silver. “I cast all my own bullets. Out of silver. Because it’s a reminder of the cost of every time I fire these guns. It helps keep me in check, morally and mentally. Keep it kiddo. As a reminder,” Letting the silence linger for a bit, his eyes moved to the sunset with a wide smile. “-you’re gonna mess up. It’ll happen. No doubting that. The important thing is what you do after. A man takes charge of his mistakes. And learns from them. There will be a time in your life, Clark, where you’ll dread having to use your powers. That’s when you’ll finally be where you wanna be. When the powers are a tool that you hate to use, because you know it means you had no other choice. See what I mean?”
Cowboy Canon #1: Accents
Back in the Old West, The Lone Ranger made a special effort to never use slang, or drawl in order to keep his origins hidden, as well as provide a rather staunch role model for the children who looked up for him.
In modern times, he’s drifted back into his old accent for two reasons: 1. He wants to show pride about where he came from. 2. He finds it makes people underestimate him and his intelligence, which is a huge bonus in his line of work.
ravagedglass started following you
“Some mighty fine swords you got there... they aimed at me, or am I just a wrong place, wrong time sorta fella?”
Out of Trails:
Okay okay so. I’ve been batting around ideas of how The Lone Ranger can fit into modern stuff WITHOUT having him in different verses (just cause I like the idea of like... him HAVING the wild west experiences).
So here’s what I’ve tentatively come up with: After him, his dad and brother were all shot down, Tonto (who is a magic metahuman (ala Stephen Strange, Scarlet Witch etc)) gets a vision that John needs to be brought back. That he has more to do. So Tonto uses his powers to BRING him back. But without realizing it at first, John stops aging from the moment he “died”.
So he’s super old, looks about 30ish. But that’s it. No super healing or stuff like that, just can’t age. Any thoughts? I’d love some opinions!
“That there is a loaded question,” he said with a chuckle. “-but I’m The Lone Ranger... it’s my job to use the gifts I’ve been given t’keep people safe,” The man moved to lean on the tree that the swing hung from, and crossed his arms over his chest “-now I can’t say that I got quite the array of abilities you do... but I do know what it’s like... to have somethin’ you didn’t necessarily ask for, smack you on your rear,”
John had been yanked from the dead by the ancient magics Tonto wielded. And with that, he ceased to age. Sort of a blessing and a curse really.
“What I can tell you is this... you gotta be a good man, son. Cause the world’s got enough of the bad ones.”
