#mag7

[nicryukyo]

I know I'm 10 years late to the party but I can't stop thinking about the magnificent seven lol

ofc my brain is consumed by Billy x Goody, but does anyone wanna talk about Faraday x Vasquez??

like Vasquez being worried about him, and the nickname that started as an insult and progressed to affection??

[mcqraw]

[mirimgalthegremlin]

Me: *innocently likes a post from a fandom I'm not it*

*my entire feed getting flooded by them*

Cue me frantically liking posts from my fandoms to exorcise my feed from the strangers.

[onthesedustytrails]

Goody lay there, trying to let himself rest but his thoughts kept circling back to earlier in the day when he had nearly lost Billy to those awful gunmen and their stupid fight.  If he hadn't managed to wake up, if those men hadn't helped him get out to Billy, he would be alone right now.  He drew in a sharp breath, which made Billy's hold on him tighten.

"Goody, what's wrong?"

"Just scared of losing you, that's all," Goody mumbled tiredly.

Lips pressed through his hair and against his neck and the warmth of Billy's breath soothed Goody.

"I'm right here."

"Good.  'Cause I'm not riding out there after you again.  Not tonight at least. No more gunfights for you."

"I will go wherever you go."

Goody set his hand over Billy's and gently grabbed at his fingers.  He blinked back tears, fighting the grief that he had been denying all day.  Slowly he began to roll over onto his other side, but as he did so Billy scooted away to give him space, but Goody had no intention of being away from him and simply crawled closer until he was laying on Billy's chest.  A long sigh followed and as Billy wrapped his arms around him, sheltering Goody's head with his arms while brushing his hair lovingly with his fingers, Goody finally felt at ease.

"Then I'm not going anywhere," said Goody in a fading voice.  "Your arms are good enough for me."

"Then here I will remain." ~~~*~~~

[absolutemag7trash]

One day I’ll get into the magnificent seven tv show too and I think I’ll have collected them all

[tiny-reader]

I have spent the last WEEK just reading nothing but gay cowboy fic.

Stupid ass Faraday and his drunken magician personality with dumb Vasquez and his pretty boy outlaw face.

[thewildballyntynesgrow]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Magnificent Seven (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Chris Larabee & Ezra Standish Characters: Chris Larabee, Ezra Standish, Vin Tanner, Nathan Jackson, Buck Wilmington, J. D. Dunne, Josiah Sanchez Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Blood and Injury, Horse Whipped, Hurt Ezra Standish, Magnificent Seven AU: ATF 

Summary: Chris leapt out, scrambling a little on the gravel in a way that would be undignified if his attention weren’t solely focused on the porch, and bounded up the steps two at a time only to freeze at the top.

“Wh—Ezra?” He fell to his knees on the wooden slats, breaths coming faster than he would like but it wasn’t them. It wasn’t them. They were already gone. “Ezra, goddamnit, what happened to you?”

August Whump Day 14: Lacerations

[thefandomisdeadbutiamnot]

Goodnight: If I die first, promise to wait up for me, okay, Billy?

Billy: Oh, Goodnight. When I die, I’m taking you with me.

Goodnight: I can’t tell if that’s a threat or a compliment.

Billy: I’d think of it more as a grim inevitability.