#mcswoon

[kissinkate]

schoolteachers were held to a certain standard outside of the normal citizens. it was written on the very paper that kate had signed when she was hired to be green lake's primary schoolteacher. teachers were to present themselves in public with demure purity. they weren't to drink, they weren't to marry during the terms of their contract, they weren't even to be in the company of another man in public. she was to be miss barlow from the second she stepped out of her house, no matter the hour or day.

there were men who tested those limits. men who gave flirty little comments. trout walker was the most forward of them all. there wasn't an adult education session that he wouldn't end without a flirtatious comment or another request for her to let him take her out.

trout, remember the contract . . .

however, when kate found herself tangled with an outsider, someone who was more rugged and rough than the likes of the men in this town? the contract was the last thing on her mind. something about henry mcdoon had fire coursing through kate's veins. his visits were far and brief, but when they collided? she felt alive. she felt something burning within her that she hadn't realized she had been yearning.

she had stayed late at the school to prepare it for the impending winter and catch up on some grading when @mcswoon had walked through the doors. her heart nearly leaped out of her chest at the sight of him, and there was no hiding the grin that grew across her lips. she giggled as he grabbed her by the skirt and pulled her into a kiss, one she melted into and wrapped her arms around his neck as he backed her towards her desk.

she exhaled a soft sigh as he tore from her lips to drag down her neck, grabbing his black cowboy hat with one hand to set on the desk so the fingers on the other hand could run through his dark locks.

i had a dream about you.

his panted confession against her neck had a grin spreading across her lips. " you wanna tell me what it was about? " she murmured, turning her head to nuzzle her nose against his hair before she pressed a soft kiss. " i missed you . . . "

[sonnetthebard]

Wagon On Fire Clip

Idk if I’ve shared this here yet but this is, in fact, my peak as a performer. I just,,, I love playing McDoon. As a female presenting individual who has to deal with assholes like him all the time... the sheer and utter power of playing this man as such an obvious buffoon and villain is just *chef’s kiss*. Wagon on Fire is my favourite thing, and I hope you enjoy this little clip of me goofing off. 

[proffesorboo]

Can I just say if I get a man who doesn’t make me McSwoon then I don’t want him!

[sapphosboy]

Why do pick up lines still exist when nothing will ever beat

The name’s McDoon

and I make the ladies

*kiss*

McSwoon 

[alicetgwdlm]

thinking about McDoon ..... waiting to McSwoon..

[kissinkate]

it was part of their routine to split up and get what they needed to done when the trio arrived in a town. they didn't try to waste time, in the off chance that someone might recognize them and cause a stir. kate's errands for the day had been to go to the store. it was the peak of peach season, and she had been promising mcdoon and cletus that she'd make them some jars of her famous spiced peaches. she hadn't made them in a good while, but it was almost muscle memory to her. but that wasn't her only errand, no.

mcdoon and kate had been intimate and together for a while now. there were occasions where part of her errands would be to get a tonic to counteract their throes of passion, but the town visits weren't always regular. it had been a good while since their last one, and while they weren't trying to conceive ( a terrible idea with their lifestyles ), there hadn't been any sort of preventatives in the form of those tonics or other measures of their love making. signs were starting to add up. kate's chest was starting to ache, and there was some mild cramping but without a period to suggest the cause. so, she had found the town's doctor in the downtown strip and had slipped into it after looking over her shoulder to make sure that cletus and mcdoon didn't notice.

she was quiet the rest of the day, lost in her own mind of trying to solve problems that she knew weren't just hers to shoulder. perhaps, they could be though. she could figure out how to take care of this on her own, either with medical intervention or by jumping on beauty in the middle of the night and riding off to decide what she was going to do. the kate she used to be would have been over the moon. that kate wanted as many children as her body would allow her, but this kate? the kate that knew how scary and cruel the world was? the one who didn't have a home to call her own anymore? she was terrified.

back at camp, henry had asked her what she had done on her time in town, but he also knew that she wasn't telling him the whole truth about it. she was gone too long to just get peaches, sugar, and spices, and she was incredibly quiet afterwards. on his fourth attempt of asking, she finally snapped back at him to stop, to which he also snapped a reply:

❛ just tell me what you did . ❜

" i went to a doctor, " she shot back to @mcswoon with a tight jaw, her brown eyes starting to burn as she stared up at him. she heard cletus fumble with the spoon he was using to stir the stew he was making, clearing his throat before he placed the lid back on the pot and excused himself. this was clearly a conversation for two . . . or three? just not him. nope.

she gave a quiet swallow as she let cletus excuse himself before releasing an unsteady breath. " look, we don't have to make this a big deal, " she insisted, licking her lips before rubbing them together. " i can figure this out . . . "

[kissinkate]

it was late, hours past sunset and the crickets were chirping their nightly chorus that was occasionally punctuated by the content grumbles from their horses. the campfire had been tamped out for the evening on kate's last trip to relieve herself, and in passing, she had noticed a faint glow emitting from cletus' tent. three days earlier, they had found a little free library set up in a town they were passing through, and kate had put a couple of books for herself in her pack. cletus had been eyeing the books with interest too, and she had decided to raise a white flag by offering one of her picks. a collection of poetry from some of her favorite classic poets. he had turned his nose up at her, but when she caught him a quarter of the way through the book that evening, some sort of pride had filled her. a silent acceptance by cletus that she figured was continuing within his illuminated tent.

she kicked off her boots outside the tent and lifted the flap before ducking into the tent she had been sharing with mcdoon the past few months. it was admittedly nice, having a warm body to curl up with on those cold nights and to see the light pout of his slumbering lips in the morning. if there wasn't something fundamentally fucked in the way her heart had been ripped to shreds, maybe she would allow herself to feel something. or maybe she wouldn't be in crippling denial.

he had been curled up when she entered their mostly dark tent, so she tried to remain quiet as she took her hair out of the braid it had been in all day so she could brush the knots out of it. once that was fixed, she went to undo the fastenings of her pants . . . and that's when he struck from his faux slumbering state. large hands shot out to grab her by her thighs and pull her over to him, earning a yelp and a laugh from her as her weight naturally fell into his chest.

" i thought you were asleep! " she hissed with a playful scold before she watched him lift his head to steal a kiss. forgiveness instantly washed over her as she melted into it, becoming putty that he molded and moved with ease onto her back against the bed roll.

his hands went for her riding trousers and underwear, tugging them down her legs. she hissed at the feeling of the cool night air hitting her exposed lower half, especially so when his palms widened her position. she felt an ache in the pit of her stomach for him, one that grew and deepened as warm lips and the scruff he had acquired throughout the day brushed against her inner thigh. her lips that were stained a rosy shade from the lipstick she had on throughout the day parted as a moan rolled from her throat to the surface, one hand coming down to smooth through dark locks.

his calloused hand slipped between her folds, his thumb pressing against her sensitive nub as teeth dragged against and sunk into her flesh in a way that threatened bruising for the next day. it earned a needy buck of her hips as her eyes squeezed shut, fingers gripping tighter at his hand in silent command.

she knew that cletus was just twenty feet away in a tent of his own, and she hoped more than anything that those crickets kept singing their nightly song to muffle out the heat emitting from the shared tent.

@mcswoon, 「 INNER 」 : for sender to kiss along the inside of receivers thigh

[kissinkate]

in their bandit lifestyles, neither of the three in their party were strangers to a temporary lock up. if anything, it was just hiccup in their plan. a momentary speed bump. kate knew that all of these jailhouses were the same, protected by the same drunks that her own sheriff had been. weak men that she could bat her eyelashes and show up off a little cleavage to get them to do whatever they wanted. and if that didn't work? she'd bring out the lead.

this particular sheriff was a dunce. she had told him that she was here to see her lover one last time before the gallows or the state, which they soon did choose. she had brought on the waterworks, and as he lifted a hand to the shoulder of the weeping woman, she had subtly reached to his belt loop to unhook the key. as her hand came up to cover her mouth, in slipped the little piece of metal that would secure mcdoon's freedom. she sniffed a breath as he led her through the doors to the cells, bidding her to make it quick. she played up the sad girlfriend role as she walked up to the bars, lifting a hand to wrap around the back of @mcswoon's neck to meet him for a long, passionate kiss. her tongue pushed through his lips, pushing the metal key from her mouth into his and underneath his tongue before she stepped back.

" i'll see you on the other side, darlin', " she whimpered before she 'fell apart' all over again, a little knowing spark in her eye as she stepped away from the cell with the sheriff.

[ VISITOR ] — McDoon, while locked in the jail, is visited by Kate