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Any thoughts about my blind little sad wet puppy gator??🥺🥺🥺
yeah :( sad pathetic little guy :( lizard puppy 🥺
and in jail too? bet he’d get so lost, so quiet, maybe drifts and looses himself fully for a while. no wanting to really exist or engage. needs time to mourn.
but then dot is there and maybe scotty and maybe they help him relearn aspects of himself, how to read through touch, how to live? maybe gets early parole for good behaviour and his injury and upbringing (idk how the prison system works n i done really care whoops)
but he would be such a sensitive puppy now, anything touching his skin feels like pressure all over and sometimes it aches but sometimes it lights up parts of him he never knew were possible. and maybe giving up for that while, it released parts of himself that he kept locked away for years, removing the harsh parts that spit venom and wanted to scare people away.
now he wants to be kind and slow and different. show his soft edges to people who deserve it, be neutral and placid to those who don’t. so he starts with himself, shows himself his soft edges and gooey insides and sweet syrupy wants.
he sticks his fingers deep in his mouth when he touches his cock, he strokes over his nipples and slides his thighs together just to feel where his skin is soft, where it’s hairy, where it feels good, where it feels best. he puts a t-shirt that’s smooth and worn over his pillow so he can squeeze it between his thighs, glide his balls over it and feel the fabric agains his length. arches his back just because it feels nice, moving and humping and sinking into the plush of his own mind - easier now with the darkness of his eyes. lets himself sink and let go, drooling into his bed and fantasising about anything and everything. all the images he locked away, mixing and fitting together with new ones that makes his balls draw up tight and a whimpered groan pass his lips.
imagines big imposing people over him, playing with him, holding him and teasing him. how they’d whisper filth in his ear, coo at how sweetly he writhes and moans and wants desperately to have something in his mouth. whispers quietly to himself in his room ‘’m a good boy mama/mommy/daddy, your good boy’ what ever feels right, whatever makes him flush and keen and cry out in his empty room, stark naked against soft sheets, bringing himself to orgasm over and over until he’s sniffling and whimpering and oversensitive. wrapping himself up in blankets and hugging himself, curled up and imagining there’s fingers running through his hair. he traces his lips with his fingers, sucking lightly on some to fall asleep, cock red and so sensitive he’ll have to leave it alone for a day or two. but muscles loose and gooey like his mind that he’ll piece back together for himself, slowly, and with care.
#now i’m thinking about him putting a belt around his neck too while he humps a pillow#that would be good it get down at some point#heheh#hope u like lovely anon!!!#little puppy baby so sad and pathetic#<3#hotlunch#gator tillman#ask#tillman ask
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slutty saturday: tongue kissing with gator/season 4 steve/baron?
oooh okay nonnie, how about all three? 🤭
content warnings: penetration (yum) 😌✨
Gator:
you’re in the backseat of his SUV. parked a little ways away from the gas station and it’s late at night. you’re almost folded up against the window, gator is pressed on top of you, one hand behind your head and the other gripping your outer thigh tightly. the kisses were needy, his phone ringing with questions and insults from his father, he was needed somewhere in 10 minutes. but not as much as he was needed right now. your tongue rode along his bottom lip with a kiss, as he pulled back with a smirk. ‘yeah?’ he’d mumble lowly as you nod, his mouth capturing yours again as his tongue slid against your lip too. the next kiss was messier, tongues rolling over each other ruthlessly, met with moans from the both of you as your hands gripped at his shoulders tightly. his hips grind down against yours, the camouflage pants straining with his need. “please, need you Gator, fuck the fucking job.” contemplation crossed his face as he thought about taking you on the backseat of his car. but all the blood was rushing through his cock and his mind was only focused on your breathy gasps at each roll of his hips against yours. ‘fuck it.’ he groaned, unbuckling his pants. as he reached in to palm at himself, his phone buzzed. his dad yelled at him to get a move on and he’d sit up in defeat, shuffling his hips slightly to try and tame the hardness that had grown. “this doesn’t end here, sweetheart.”
(i’m ovulating at this already but onwards we go)
Season 4! Steve:
I’m imagining lunch break. You’d taken him some sandwiches and sodas, smiling at him as you walked through the door of Family Video. As the bell rung, he slid round the side of the checkout, calling out to Robin that he was going on lunch as his arm came round your waist and his lips pressed to your temple. But as per usual, food barely got touched as he pressed your back against the door to the break room. Reaching down behind your hips, he’d lock the door before gripping your ass and pulling your lower half against his. Your mouths couldn’t get enough of each other. Desperate hands trailing along the inside of his work vest, underneath his stripy polo shirt and gripping at the skin of his waist as you pull him closer. Steve’s needy fingertips trail through the back of your hair, tugging lightly as the other works at unbuttoning your pants. It’s not long before he’s laid you out on the break room desk, deep inside you with his jeans around his ankles. You sit up as best you can, arms around his shoulders for stability as he fucks the both of you to oblivion. Dipping his head down to meet your mouth again, he mumbles an ‘open up’ to which you let your tongue hang out over your bottom lip. Steve lets his tongue roll over yours, as both tips flick against each other hungrily. It stays that way, until the pulsation of each other’s highs brings your mouths together to silence each other, aware of customers outside the break room. Even once you were dressed, couple of sips of soda and a satisfied kiss goodbye to Steve, he let his tongue slip in your mouth at the door of Family Video, as a reminder that once his shift was up, you’d get it again.
(i’m fucking squealing by the way, if you see my thighs clenching no you don’t)
Baron:
“Now what’re you doin’?” Baron says softly as you climb onto his lap. Y’all would be sat on his bedroom floor eating some spare Moon Pies but his silly doe eyes kept distracting you. They’d stay staring up at you as you sat down against his hips, blinking a couple times as he felt the weight and warmth of you against him. “Just wanna kiss you, Baron.” You’d whisper, stroking his hair behind his freshly-tinged pink ears. “Oh yeah? I just wanna kiss you too. All the time actually, in the morning, in the afternoon -“ His sweet rambling would be cut short as you pressed your lips to his softly, cupping either side of his face as you felt him melt into you. After a few minutes of sweet nose nudges and gentle kisses, his hands would grip your hips a little tighter and you’d feel why right underneath your lap. “What do you need, angel?” You’d whisper against his lips, smiling as his breath hitches. “Use your words for me.” You’d whisper again, kissing his bottom lip and biting down on it carefully. “Need you, want you.” He’d eventually reply, his hips bucking only slightly up into yours. After some awkward shuffling and positioning, you’d eventually be sat right on his cock, feeling it bottom out inside you as you stilled and adjusted to him. His pretty eyes would be wide as they looked up at you, his mouth open and drying out as he too, let himself adapt to the feeling of you around him. As if by instinct, your tongue darted out against his lips, wetting them for him before kissing him deeply. Fingers winding in his hair as you tugged it, moans spilling from his mouth into yours. “Give me your tongue, honey and I’ll move.” You bargained as he more than willingly massaged your tongue with his, eyes threatening to open only for a moment just so he could see your furrowed brows as you both kissed heavily. Complying with your bargain, you’d grind your hips on top of his, pulling his hands to your waist as he got the hint and pulled you down on him deeper. He’d use that as a signal from then on, squeezing your waist and sliding his tongue along your lip just to let you know what he, Baron, needs.
(thank you for the ask, i appreciate you 😮💨)
#gator tillman smut#gator tillman x you#gator tillman#steve harrington#steve harrington smut#steve harrington x you#steve harrington x reader#baron#baron smut#baron marmalade#marmalade#slutty saturday#asks
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Can you do a smut piece where steve and gator are absolutely destroying fem reader, maybe some spit and breeding kink in it?
yo we're doing these as separate headcannons bc i can't mentally comprehend clonecest in my horny little peabrain. gator loves spitting and stevie loves breeding you, oooobviously
it's really hard for gator to be soft. he just gets too excited in all of your heat and musk and his hard cock rubbing gently against the cloth of his army pants
like he barely participates in any foreplay because he can smell your cunt through your panties and can't help but shove you down on the bed and tear your underwear off in one foul swoop
and you're into it, but it doesn't exactly give you enough time to arouse yourself enough to be ready for him
to compensate, he kneels before your spread pussy, and lets a long string of spit dribble from your mouth and directly onto your clit
you're dizzy from the sight and feeling from it, head swirling, but he's too busy unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out-- not even bothering to take them off
and he just slams into you, causing an immediate whine in you as he splits your body with his cock with a coarse groan
he's pounding into you, hard and deep and you don't have time to adjust to his size before he's grabbing you by the throat and bringing his face close to your's
"goddamn, yur takin' me so well baby— shit." his hips are relentless and only quicken at the sound of you moaning at his words. "you sound so fuckin' pretty, open your mouth. open,"
but you don't really need to try, because his hands have moved up to your jaw and is squeezing your face so your lips pucker open
this time he spits aggressively in your mouth with a hard puh sound and you can taste the watermelon vapor in his saliva
"so good for daddy, that's it," he can feel your core tightening and throbbing around him, and he's done for
your back arches and the feeling of his tight grip on your throat and his big cock hitting you in the exact right spot... it's all too much. you crumple underneath him, orgasm clobbering you and you wrap your legs tighter around his hips with a "fuck, oh my god, i'm cumming..."
"that's it, honey, good girl, cum all over my cock.”
the slick of your orgasm creates these slopping pounding sounds as his thrusts grow faster and wetter as he chases his orgasm
he stops suddenly, shaky moans spilling from his mouth as his grip around you loosens and he buries his face in your neck
when he's calmed down, he climbs off of you immediately, leaving you as a limp body damp on his bed. he zips his pants, wipes his chin, mumbles a "thanks, darlin" before sitting back down at his desk and goes back to cleaning his gun
steve on the other hand is anything but aggressive
he prefers to take his time getting you nice and wet before he even thinks about taking care of himself-- kissing slowly down your body, palming at your nipples as he lovingly suckles on your clit, watching every wave of pleasure hit you
rubbing his groin against the end of the bed just enough to alleviate the throbbing agony of his hard untouched cock
and after he's sure you've cum at least once from his mouth, he kisses and licks and sucks his way back up to you, slipping his boxers off in the process. you can feel his sprung cock pressed against your wet core and you're all open and ready for him
when he pushes into you, it's slow and unsure and paired with a series of gasps at the relief
"n-not gonna last long, i'm sorry." he stutters, as if he hasn't already given you what you needed
"fuck me like you want, stevie. do whatever you want to me." you whisper past his hair and into his ear
he settles into a steady, agonizing rhythm and angling his hips upward so the tip of his cock rubs against your g-spot
but just because he's soft, doesn't mean he can't direct you to give him exactly what he wants, even if his words are snuggled between helpless moans and grunts
"can you.. mmph.. cum again for me babe? fuck— squeeze that perfect pussy around my fuuuck... fucking cock? mm-hm?"
and when you do, he's breathless. mouth open, heaving against your mouth, each exhale complimented with the perfect moans that grow higher in pitch with every thrust
you grip his back muscles and press him even closer to you as you cum, your tits pressing firmly against his chest as you spill pretty moans and convulse your thighs until their shaking
"i'm gonna-- i'm gonna-- please can i cum in you? please let me fill you baby, please please please." he's whining
you just nod feverishly as his cock warmths your cervix with his orgasm, his thrusts growing sloppy and slow.
then he kisses your sweaty forehead and rests his entire body on top of you, only pulling out of you to lower himself slightly and lay his head on your chest as you both catch your breath
#re: unproofed#steve harrington smut#steve harrington blurb#steve harrington headcanon#steve harrington x reader#gator tillman#gator tillman smut#gator tillman headcanons#joe keery smut#ask
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Funny as hell. Yeah theyre doing great
#jp text is more like. a weapon denying its urge to kill is like denying its existence. i think. which is fucking insane. but yeah#did you know ggx advance has unique dialogue for the tag team mode. i didnt until yesterday. thank you tillman#most of testament’s are so fun yay yay. yay#ky notes that theres no madness in their eyes anymore. thats awesome. i like that they were like visibly crazy to him previously.#jam offers to make them food and they think about potato ramen. cute. cute.#they almost ask axl to say something to kliff for them if he ever sees him. uwa. uwa.#johnny basically says. yeah youre taller but im hotter. whos gonna tell him#IN ENG CHIPP SAYS ALL YOU TALK ABOUT IS NIGHTMARES AND POISON which is so fucking funny.#but in jp he just kinda .says he doesnt like their spells n such cuz he hates nightmares and poison. im sorry chippy.#GRAHHH YAY! SOME NEW LINES OF TEXT FOR ME! YAY! YIPPEE!#the kat goes meow#gg#testament tag
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IKYFL GIVE US THE GATOR CRUMBS
don’t ever say i’m not good to you 🫶
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All these people in the gator and fargo tag complaining of people thirsting over gator, calling him a nazi and how dare people find the humanity in him but praising joe for his great job like he didnt find the humanity in this character and played him to be someone you feel for. 🤡
Then being pro munch like he doesnt have problematic traditional values either
Honestly so tired of these people virtue signaling and having no nuance or media literacy for the sake of internet points, its exhausting and they just look annoying and stupid
Okay, so I wasn’t sure if I was going to answer this, because I’m trying to stay out of things. But I’ve gotten several messages like this, and I’m writing for Gator, so I feel like I owe my take on him, which had a major influence on my choice to continue.
TW below the cut, discussing Gator and his issues:
I live in a Midwestern, republican town. Everyone here owns flags like Gator’s, has blue lives matter flags, etc. If you’re raised into that life and it’s all your family knows/the people around you know - you will likely adapt to that way of thinking as well. I was fortunate enough to be able to break away from how the people around me thought and felt, forming my own opinions and expressing my disgust for the blue lives matter crap and the flag, etc. My parents are heavily republican (carry all that side’s beliefs) and so is my brother.
It’s an incredibly suffocating and confusing environment to grow up in, especially if you have no way to safely think and form your own opinions. Again, I’m grateful I could break away and think for myself!!!!
Now, discussing Gator. I just want to say that it never said he was a Nazi! Roy was. Gator was misogynistic and racist.
I’m going to compare Gator to a character called Mickey Milkovich (now this will probably upset people, due to Mickey’s character being a gay man), but I’m mostly comparing fathers/environments. Mickey and Gator were raised by two dangerous and horrific men, who beat and brain washed their sons into one way of thinking - theirs. Products of their environment, (Mickey used slurs, had flags like Gator, weapons, drugs, and even had nazi items on his wall) and what is called ‘learned racism’. They have no safe way to think for themselves, no other people around to show them love or kindness, help lead them towards a different way. Mickey found that with Ian and was able to develop and fully nurture the kindness/goodness that was in him, and he had over ten seasons to grow!
Gator only had Nadine and 10 episodes. When she left he began to let his warped devotion to the only person he had a blood connection with - flood him, outweigh his own personal goodness. Dot said it herself when she said his need to be like Roy outweighed the goodness inside. He was a product of the father and the environment. He didn’t have his own way of thinking, not really, he clung to what was beat and brainwashed into him, trying to find love and approval from his abuser/only blood relative/only person he was around (very common).
Am I excusing that? Absolutely not! Gator was not entirely a good person, and he knew that as well! He made choices he knew were wrong, to impress and gain affection from a sociopathic, demonic man. Gator was responsible for what he did, so this is not me trying to excuse or argue that!!
The only way for him to become free of who he was molded to be (he has no clue who he is, just a weak prototype of what he tried to be, hardly anything that is his own), was for him to become blind in order to see, and start serving his time. They left his ending open, which is a great way for those of us who choose to write for him - to explore his mental freedom and further nurture the soft/good side of him!
We don’t know how Gator would act or think (he was immediately apologetic to Dot and didn’t hesitate to give Roy up when he saw he wasn’t loved or cared for, so he didn’t need to protect his father), now that he is away from the environment and the man that molded him into the character he was on the show.
Gator was still a child trapped in a man’s body in some aspects; his temper tantrums, his knee jerk reactions, his hot headed plans without thought, his bedroom items (the toy cars, the sneakers, etc), his blinding anger towards Dot for leaving him behind (not even faulting her, because baby girl needed to get out and I’m glad she did). The show also alluded to the fact that he might have been addicted to some kind of substance he was stealing, as well.
Feelings on Munch are that he’s got just as much issues, lol. And we hardly knew much on him, tbh? What he did in the past, other than what he said.
Anyways, that’s my take on Gator.
We all have the right to feel how we feel!! Hate or love Gator, see his humanity or not. Some of the things his character represented effect a whole lot of people, so they have a right to be upset! There’s a lot of different factors and feelings involved!! I only look sideways at you if you thought his torture and eyes getting burnt/cut was what he deserved, because that’s just gross!
But at the end of the day, none of us who do love Gator/write for him — condone Gator’s actions! Seeing the layers and humanity in a character Joe put his all into, is perfectly normal/okay!
Sometimes there’s areas in between, and it’s not just either/or.
But I will say that not everyone who feels this way is just doing it for internet points! A lot of people have valid points/feelings about the dislike of Gator, to which I will not/have no business arguing, you know? There’s also other people that make callout posts for clout and false superiority, without even recognizing what Gator actually did and they just pull stuff outta their ass, lol.
If you don’t like Gator fans or writers, then just scroll!! It’s easy, I promise! No one is hurting anyone or being malicious!! ❤️
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when he's leaning against the hot tub his hands look so fuckign huge i
HIS HANDS ARE MASSIVE
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I’m thinking abt what if gator is like the big tough looser guy right?
But what if when he meets you, his tough shell breaks? He becomes infatuated with you. You are one of the first people to be plain nice and sweet to him. It’s refreshing. He is soft with you and kind to pretty much only you. He’s like your personal guard dog
You were the first person who was kind without the ‘but’ there was no stipulations, no exceptions. When you complimented him it didn’t come after you had finished telling him what he’d done wrong.
Your nicknames were sweet, genuine, no condescension like with his dad. When you called him sweetheart, it was because you enjoyed his sweet smile and eager nature to prove himself, not because he was being insulted for being soft. You were good to him and he latches on.
He ends up using his influence in town to make sure you’re safe, if someone ever bothers you they show up the next day with a black eye and a few broken fingers. Your car was broken into? The perp is cuffs before the night is out. Do you work the late shift? He’s waiting to escort you home, it’s not safe for you to be out this time of night alone and he worries about you.
Gator is just totally enamored with you but he won’t bring you around his family, you’re his good thing and he’s keeping you away from the bad, even if it’s his own people.
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NYEHEJEHEHEHEE I FINISHED THE EPISODE…so i come bearing the skankiest of thots about my little swamp puppy. i like to believe that gator had a shorter prison sentence of like 5 years and then like 15 in a group home with the chance for parole due to the coercion and his involvement from a young age. he adjusts to a more liberal mindset after continued contact with dot and group therapy, in addition to his blindness, and the norms of the prison. this includes jerking off. just because he can’t see doesn’t mean he doesn’t still have the same desires, and LORD does he have them. the first time he has sex is actually while he’s out on parole, and good lord is it better than he ever could have imagined. it’s like the rest of his body is even more sensitive after the amount it’s undergone, and when you finally touch his dick, he immediately convulses and squirts everywhere. you bring him through two other orgasms that night without ever letting him touch your pussy. over the next few months, he whines and begs, crying for your pussy. but you never let him touch you, not even your boobs. you’ve sucked him off, given him hand jobs, made him cum just from playing with his balls AND just his hairy tits, and of course he begs for your fingers in his ass when he can’t touch your pussy. when you finally acquiesce, he almost weeps with relief. he expects you to guide him gently like you have been with everything else, and the tears in his eyes turn to tears of pleasure when he feels you ride his face like no tomorrow, moaning and calling him a gorgeous slut. later, when you settle on his cock, hands pressed on his plush belly and praises on your lips, he can’t do anything but buck up into you and tell you how much he loves you (and maybe he calls you mommy but you decide to address that a different day) just RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MORE FLUFFY THAN FILTH BUT MY BRAIN IS TOO OVERLOADED FOR COHRENCS -🫚
GOOD FUCKIN EP TOO RIGHT?? such a good series!!!!
BUT YESSSSS GIVE THAT BOY A FUTURE!!!! he earned it, i'm obsessed with this
swamp puppy!!!! little swamp puppy!!!!!! my swamp puppyyyy!!!!!!
that such a nice idea though - he finds this person who lets him be sweet, lets his cum quick and recover slow and he so so so wants to be good enough for pussy, but he'll accept whatever he gets.
maybe you were going to let him touch, but he came with the sweetest whine from just little kissing and a grind of your hand. so you know you have to draw it out, improve his stamina, because its a little ridiculous. but its okay because his cock goes so cute and flush when its hard, weeps so prettily on his soft thighs, softening down into a little nub that's still so sensitive, he flinches if you trace over the skin, jolts and keens when you give it a mean little flick. panting a whining so quickly and easily, already getting hard again.
you let him do other things for you instead, cooing that he has to earn pussy, not a good enough boy for it yet, puppy has to be trained first.
and he just gives you the bushiest little smile, nodding and agreeing.
so you let him rub your shoulders and massage your feet with his big strong hands. let him kneel in front of you a listen to the slick sounds of you fingering yourself. you let him feel your wet, dripping fingers when you wipe them off in his chest hair, coming untouched, still kneeling in-front of you, from your wet fingers playing with both his nipples.
he shivers and whines and pants and keens so sweetly at every step. likes saying thank you over and over again, kissing whatever part he can reach of you, sucking and biting if you tell him he can.
sometimes when he's doing as you say, fulfilling whatever action you gave him or letting you do as you please to him, you'll hear these breathy little whispers; ''m a good boy', 'the best puppy'. like hes secretly talking himself through it, reminding himself of the things you've told him, goal oriented and still dreaming of the day he gets your pussy.
and he is getting better, can last longer with your hand on his dick, can handle you sinking down till he hits the back of your throat now without blowing his load the moment you even come close to gagging. can even handle some pressure on his taint, said he promises he'll last long enough for you to get two fingers into his tight little hole next time you feel in the mood to finger him, and you believe him. believe him because he let out the sweetest, whiniest little gasp when you let him trace over the length and girth of your dildo, went the prettiest shade of pink and drooled all over his lap listening to you fuck yourself with it. he wants it inside him, you know he does, but puppy has a long way to go before he earns that.
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i feel like that's enough for now, even tho he didn't even get to eat pussy whoops or say mommy whoooooops - be he should and he will
#we gotta keep going#get to mama and mommy and daddy eventually#fucking god#gator tillman#lizard puppy#little swamp puppy freak#<3#hotlunch#ask#🫚 anon#luv taking abt gator with u#mwah!#tillman ask
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i hope i'm not too late for the smutty weekend!!!! but i need to know how the boys (Steve, Baron and Gator) would react being caught/walked in on having sex
(also i love your writing)
Never EVER too late baby! I’ll write smut always in all fairness, i’m just a fan of alliteration 💁🏽♀️✨
CW; exhibitionism, bar the first one the people catching you have no idea whats happening 🤍, handjob (m receiving), oral (f receiving), car sex, being caught ofc ✨
i’m into getting caught writing this one 😮💨
Gator;
The dirt track. Right underneath the willow tree tunnel. Meeting place with Gator when things got tough, boring, late, needy, heated, whatever. He’d pick you up in his SUV and take you there immediately, knowing you’d drop call him specifically twice and he’d be on his way for you.
For it to end up the same every time, windows steaming - keeping them shut in fear of anyone listening. Though as Gator bent you overloaded the middle console from the backseat, the noises falling from your mouth were often loud enough to hear through soundproof glass.
“You needed this, hm?” Gator grunted, pulling your ass back against his hips; fingernails indented into the folds between hips and thighs. You’d nod, moaning out a weak “yes, sir”. This would always make him pick up the pace, rocking the car and forcing you to balance your hands on the front seats just for stability. You’d feel it climbing, the perfect ache forming in your lower tummy and he knew it.
“Can feel you baby, you close?” He’d breathe out, grinding his hips forward. With a quick tug of your hair, he pulled your head up and you immediately gasped.
“Yeah? Right there?” Gator grunted.
“Gator stop - it’s -“
“Not too much baby, you can do it -“ He carried on, too lost in you. But you reached back and pushed him off you, sitting in the furthest corner of the backseat.
“What’s wrong? You were right there -“
He quickly shut up when you pointed towards the windscreen, the low headlights illuminating none other than Roy Tillman, hat and all. He stood relaxed, hands on his hips as he waited for the two of you to realise.
“Shit. Shitshitshitshit.” Gator mumbled, pulling up his camo pants and scrambling out of the backseat door, hoping he could either make it up to his dad or at least save you from a lecture. After what looked to be the most awkward conversation ever, surprisingly Roy looked towards the car, tipping his hat and walking away. Thank god.
Steve;
You couldn’t shake the feeling that you were going to hear the pitchy ding of the door bell, scared that a customer would walk in and see your head thrown back against the counter. Supposedly if they did, they’d have no idea that their video store sales assistant was tongue deep in his girlfriend. On his knees and whining against her clit as his arms wrapped around her thighs.
“What if -“
“Nobody’s coming in, honey.” He’d pull off just to say before diving back in again, somehow hungrier than before. He could stay there forever, blocking out the world and only tuning into the sounds tumbling from your lips. His mouth left you again, hands spinning your hips so your top half faced and collapsed against the Family Video desktop.
“Now you can keep look out while you come.” He growled, shuffling so he had his back against the counter so he could find comfort in your core again. Your hands gripped the edge of the counter as you felt that knot grow again, hips grinding back against his face.
With each ‘mhm’ he muttered against you, you throbbed in response. And just as that crescendo reached its highest peak, you saw her. Robin, jumping out of Vickie’s car and waving her off as she headed right towards the store.
“Steve - Steve - stop, Robin’s here, Robin’s coming - fuck -“ You mumbled nervously, trying to buck away from his mouth but he just chuckled.
“So act naturally then, Miss 4.0 Drama major.” Steve whispered cockily, mouth wrapping around your clit again as you tried to regain composure.
“Oh hey, didn’t expect you to be here so late, ignore me - Keith said he’d called nine times and no answer so I had to get my ass outta bed and come and stock check quickly. Do you know where Steve even is?” Robin rambled as she usually did, not even looking over at you as she headed straight to the first row of tapes and checking them.
You were already on the brink, but as Steve slipped two fingers inside you. “I - I uh, he was in the break - break room when I got here, I’ve just been - waiting -“
You could feel Steve smirking against you as he curled his fingers harder inside you, bringing you right over the edge as you closed your eyes and let it happen. Robin stood up.
“Oh, I’ll check. You okay?” Robin asked kindly, looking at you for a moment as you gritted your teeth and smiled softly. She headed towards the break room and Steve got up with a smug smirk, lips glistening as he giggled and wiped your mess away with the back of his hand. You fixed your skirt, hopping up on the counter and giggling with him. Robin came back out of the break room confused, sighing in relief when she saw Steve.
“Idiot, Keith’s been calling and calling you - why do you bother coming in if you don’t do anything?” Robin sighed as she slung her bag over her shoulder and headed towards the front door again.
“I got caught up.”
Baron;
Needy. Baron’s new middle name. He’d call you throughout the day, mumbling that he was just ‘checking in’ but he wanted to know where you were and how long it would be till he could see you again.
Now here you were, pressed against his chest as his back was against an incredibly wide oak tree on the outskirts of town, civilisation a short bike ride away, but away nonetheless. His head was back against the bark, brown eyes looking up at the sunlight through the trees as he felt like he was ascending.
“Still with me, darling?” You’d say softly as your lips carried on pressing to his neck, one of your hands cupping his face and the other stroking the outline of his arousal through his shorts.
“Mhm.” He mumbled sweetly, tilting his head back down to meet your gaze, his eyes hooded immediately as he saw how beautiful you looked in the afternoon sun. Mischievous twinkles in your irises as you smiled almost innocently, before your hands were unzipping the shorts and pulling them his mid-thigh.
“Oh honey - are you sure? We’re, well we’re outside and -“
“I can stop, I thought that’s what you wanted, you said on the phone and I quote, ‘if I don’t feel your hands on me, I’m riding this bike into Ron’s shop window’ end quote.” You’d say with a giggle, halting your movements.
“I did - I did say that, you’re right,” He mumbled, his drawl thicker as he grew more and more needy for you now he knew you met him just to give him the pleasure he begged for, “I want it- want you.”
Pressing a sweet kiss to his lips, you pulled away only centimetres, cupping your hand underneath your mouth and spitting crudely into your palm before gripping his cock softly.
“Now just focus on me, okay darling?” You’d reassure him, matching his smile as he nodded eagerly back, his knees almost going slack as you stroked him. Unfortunately for the pair of you, the intense and thrilling moment came to a halt as you heard a dog barking loudly, followed by the sounds of crunching leaves and women’s shrill voices cackling.
“Shit - who - why is there -“
“Baron, pull your damn pants up and kiss me.” You whispered hastily, wiping your hands on your clothes and almost screaming with shock as Baron did what you said and spun you round; your back hitting the bark as he kissed you hard.
“Ow fuck-“ You giggled against his lips, kissing him back as you opened your eyes and looked over his shoulder. A familiar face with a friend walked past with her dog and the two women clocked you both.
“Oh young lovers - Baron?” One of the ladies spoke, pulling her dog on its leash closer to her and picking it up into her arms. Baron turned halfway around, hyperaware of the heavy erection straining in his shorts as he smiled and waved haphazardly at the ladies.
“Hi. Hi Biscuit.” Baron mumbled awkwardly as he waved at the dog. Nudging his elbow into your ribs playfully as you giggled at the situation.
“You got yourself a lovely girl there, huh? I remember those days.” The two ladies stood not that far away from you both as they started reminiscing together. Baron turned his head back to look at you before looking down at his…predicament, before the two of you burst into a fit of giggles, shouting a ‘we’ll catch y’all later’ to the women and running away, Baron almost limping with the need for relief.
#need all of these scenarios actually#steve harrington#gator tillman#steve harrington smut#gator tillman smut#baron smut#baron lamram#marmalade#smut#s/s weekend#asks#steve harrington x you#gator x you#baron x you#reusing the same photo and what
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feel totally free to ignore this if it isn’t up your alley …
but, everyone always talks about kissing steve and his freckles
what about GATOR??????? kissing every FRECKLE?????
Liiiiiisten, I have not stopped sobbing over this since I recieved it omgggggggggggggggggg
Just fluff and more fluff hehe
He'd obviously had a long day at work. He came home grumpy, less chatty than usual. Words often did nothing to make him better, but actions always worked.
You brushed his hands away from his lap, taking over that spot instead as he let out a small protest as he glanced towards the game in front of him. You sent him a sheepish grin as you rested your own hands against the nape of his neck.
"Do you want to talk about it?" You asked him softly, moving your face so that he was unable to avoid your pestering eyes. He sighed deeply as a hint of irritation crossed over his features.
You watched as the afternoon sun dipped in through the curtains, bouncing off of his warm skin and giving his usual dark eyes a golden hue. You admired him for a moment, thinking that you were so lucky to have someone as handsome as him.
You moved forward, brushing your lips lightly against the moles that were decorated near his left eye. You traced your lips down, moving to the two moles that were on his cheek. Then you danced your lips across the freckles that were brushed across the bridge of his nose.
You lingered for a bit longer against his nose, admiring the way it sloped and how it felt against your lips. He sighed, but you could tell it wasn't out of irritation. You could feel his body relaxing, becoming less stiff as you continued your movements.
You peppered your lips across his rosy cheeks, then down to his chin. You kissed each freckle, each mole diligently as you tried to keep a mental tally of just how many he had decorated across his face.
"Okay," You could hear the grin in his tone as he gripped your waist softly and you were fairly certain he was rolling his eyes at you, "Have you had enough?"
"No," You mused, grinning as you gripped his strong jaw and finally brought your lips against his own. They were slightly chapped, a little dry as you dragged your lips against his sweetly. You squeezed at his chin softly, his lips curling into a smile as you pulled away, "Now I'm done."
#gator tillman#gator tillman x you#he's just the softest#thank you for this#i luv his cute lil face#ask
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Gator unlocked a sexual frustration and rage in me that makes me a hazard to the public
bestie, I fucking understand. idk what it is about him but he unlocked something in me fr. 🤭🤭
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Billy fans, lean me your ears! Even if you dislike Gator Tillman on GOD let's gatekeep him from the Billy antis cause I'm going to actually go feral if I witness another one loving Gator and hating Billy and Dacre
#fandom wank#gator tillman#i said what i said#lets gatekeep#im not asking#like billy antis who love gator but hate billy#just admit you love him because hes played by joe keery#a man yall sat there and treated like a fucking object
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Honestly I would absolutely LOVE it if you wrote more stuff for Gator! I would read that stuff in an INSTANT
DON’T HYPE ME UP ANON I’LL DO IT 😩
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nsfw hehe
but truly. on your knees waiting for gator to get home. waiting for him to take out his frustration of the day on you. shrugging off his jacket and beckoning you towards him. “c’mere.” makes you awkwardly shuffle towards him on your sore knees. he takes a fistful of your hair and guides his cock down your throat in a single motion, like he’s done it a thousand times before. groans long and hard, throwing his head back. “fuck, that’s a good throat. gonna let me cum in it? huh?”
he’ll fuck you on the floor, too. he can’t find the capacity to care after the day he’s had. sliding harsh into your wet cunt, slapping a big hand over your messy mouth when you cry out. “shhh. can’t let p-people know the sheriff’s fuckin’ murderin’ this pussy.” practically growling in your ear and sucking dark hickeys into your skin. pleased that everyone’ll know who does this to you when he takes you out. his chest rubbing against your back, fuzzy balls hitting your clit, the only stimulation he gives you.
but he’ll finally throw you onto your back, too, pushing his cock right back in where it was, laughing at the perfect fit. pinching and pulling at your tits, slapping them to see the red bloom on them. licking your cheeks when you cry from how good it is. his pants burning the backs of your thighs til he finally stills, cock and balls pulsing as he fills you up. he strikes over your clit lazily, his cock softening inside of you. “come on, know you want to. lemme feel you squeeze my cock.”
pulls out after you cum, leaving you a mess under him. “what’s for dinner?”
ykwim. -han stevenose
HAN!!!!!! WTF WTF
MY BRAIN WENT INTO OVERDRIVE
Sheriff 🪦 our 🐱? YES
GOOD-FUCKING-BYE!
~*~
He’d let you serve the dinner, make you cook if you’ve not already done so. But he’s fascinated by the marks he’s left, by his spend still inside of you. So when you start to put back on your clothing, he tells you to strip down to everything but your panties. And he watches you move around the kitchen, feet on the hardwood, finding his gazes as his seed soaks your cotton underwear, a noticeable patch underneath dining room lighting. He can’t take it, his fork clattering against his plate.
He’s already hard… again.
“Come here, darlin’.”
You oblige, watching in wonder as he opens his pants enough to free his fat cock, still covered in your creamy essence. He licks his lips and holds it, running his fingers through the bush at the base, all slicked back because of you and your mess. “Look at this mess. See what you did to me? Pull your panties down.”
You know where this is going, or… you think that you do.
The sopping wet crotch sticks to your cunt, stringing as you tug the ruined fabric off and let it pool at your ankles. He groans, hazel irises obliterated to a midnight black. He’s literally dripping out of you.
“Open yourself up. Wanna see you.”
You nod, heart rate accelerating, your thighs parting as you separate your still-sensitive folds, glistening with new slick and combined essences. He strokes his cock a few times and tilts his head back, his gold chain glistening beneath his black button down (that he’d undone after work, before making it home to you). “That’s my filthy girl. You gonna have a seat?” He looks down in his lap, his massive girth already red and painfully hard.
Your eyes widen at the implication. You expected him to have you fully naked for dinner, maybe touch yourself, but this? An intimacy stirs at your belly, slapping an ache between your legs, feet carrying you to him before your mind can comprehend. He spreads his legs, hair peeking out of his dirty jeans, that he’s gotten wrapped around his waist.
“Gator,” you whisper as you clamp your palms onto his shoulders, straddling him, his cock kicking up as your heat nears.
He’s damn near gone, but firm-set, and awaiting your answer. “Mhm? I’m leaking back outta you, darlin’. Can’t have that, now can we?”
“I don’t think I can. Gonna be too sore —“
His free hand finds the plush of your waistline. “Have I ever not made it up to you, sweet girl?” He pulls you down with a sudden yank, mouth by your ear, fresh stubble caressing the shell. “You forgetting where my tongue was buried last night? Hmm? Greedy little cunt just sucked it right in, spilled all over my fuckin’ mouth, didn’t it?”
You’re whimpering, nodding, sighing as he hovers at your entrance, teasing with the thick head, pushing. He pulls you back by your neck’s nape. “Yeah? Use your manners and words, sweetheart. Let me know.”
You nod and he’s sinking into you, cream spilling out around where you’re joined, soaking the seam of his jeans, making an audible and embarrassing noise. He groans into it, rubbing your back. You expect him to start moving, but he doesn’t, and that’s when you do start to cry out, eyes filling with tears. You’re so fucking full.
“Shh, hush up. Let me eat my dinner and then we’ll go upstairs and I’ll take care of you. Just keep quiet and sit still for me. You gonna do that?”
You struggle with your answer, but he catches it with a smirk, picking his silverware back up and cutting into his steak, trying to keep himself together as the warmth of the food settles in his belly, and your tight, drenched walls suck him deep inside. You lay your head over his back and he keeps one hand around your waist, marveling at how tender and juicy your cooking is. The words holding more meaning than one…
#asks#stevenose#we literally just collaborated 😭#gator tillman#gator tillman x reader#gator tillman x you#gator tillman smut#gator tillman blurb#gator tillman drabble#gator tillman fic#gator tillman fanfic#gator tillman fanfiction#kristenwrites#hanalsowrites hehehehe#gator tillman x fem!reader#gator tillman x female reader#fargo#gator tillman x y/n
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gator’s rough, hard, grabby. hands in your hair, on your throat, spanking your ass, pinching your nipples and slapping your clit until you’re wailing and begging for more.
he’s got you bouncing on his thick cock, making you do all the work — earning your own pleasure. you pounced on him before he could even take is clothes off, camo pants rucked down his thighs, padded vest and thick shirt a stark contrast to your fully naked, writhing form.
he’s hardly breaking a sweat, forcefully guiding your hips up and down with one strong hand, fingertips digging into the fat of your hip. other hand grabbing at your neck, fingers pinching the sides and choking the air from your lungs.
you wail. begging, crying, whole body set alight by his touch, his cock buried so deep you think he might leave bruises in his wake. you hope he does.
‘gotta shut your pretty little mouth or you don’t get to cum,’ his voice is low, deep, gravelly. he motions towards the table at the side of you, pinching your cheeks and forcing your head to the side to glance at the roll of duct tape sitting there as a menacing reminder of the last time you disobeyed, ‘remember what i can do with that, sweet thing.’
you disobey anyway, hoping he’s not full of empty promises. he tapes your mouth and rag dolls you on his cock like you weigh nothing. you cum, and he spanks you until you’re so sore and bruised you know you won’t be able to sit the next day. 🫶
— absolutely not candy (except it is sorry :/)
candy, how could you do this to me? how could you come into my asks like this. WITH GATOR NONE THE LESS 😩 I can’t even think straight, you have no idea how much I needed this. WE needed this.
I gotta tag my gator girls: @palmtreesx3 @sweetsweetjellybean @carolmunson @newlips @superblysubpar @girlwiththerubyslippers @hazzaismyreligion sorry to do this to you. but if candy had to make my brain short circuit. so do YOURS.
#fuck!!!!!!#CANDY#why#this is all i’m gonna be thinking about for the rest of my life#gator 🐊#gator girls#steve harrington smut#idk where else to put it???#gator tillman smut#<—- is candy the first submission??#candy 🍬#asks#SPOILED
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