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jess • 37 • she/her MDNI && prompts CLOSED follows from dancetilyouredead 🤍

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gator tillman s e r i e s • “𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖” masterpost carriage house masterpost measured in threes part 1: sixteen “You stay away from that boy.” That had been your parents’ mantra since you came to the Tillman ranch almost 16 years ago. part 2: twenty-two Six years after you left the Tillman ranch, you found a way back.

precarious part 1: sheriff's gambit ••• part 2: safe zone you’re the special investigator that the FBI sends down, not to investigate a crime per se; you’re there to investigate roy.

swg 3+1 3 times you sexted with gator, 1 time you didn't

late late shift sometimes working overnight has its benefits

mirror image gator finds a more entertaining show than a sheriff's department dinner

valentine's day nothing says romance like sexting with gator tillman! imperative gator? no, dog. && o n e s h o t s • cotton candy dream girl You were a cotton candy-wrapped dream in pink cowboy boots, sweet to look at and even sweeter to talk to, everything he could want.

rearview Gator lets you off with a warning. power play Below we see the Alligator tillmanensis (common name: Gator Tillman) in his natural habitat, experiencing the 5 stages of grief.

nasty spit kink with gator!

game over • #stepgator for asks/drabbles what's a little taboo between stepsibs friends?

bite You put Gator in his place.

free show Gator brings you to a family barbecue, sans panties.

wanna hear you say Just a friendly competition is all it is.

deputy, please respond You can never get enough of Gator.

steve harrington s e r i e s • 1995 chapter 1 / chapter 2 / chapter 3 Steve was cute, and he'd been a decent lay when you were both 17 and inexperienced, but you'd grown up a lot since high school. You could still see him in your mind: Athletic, thin build, mile-high hair, that absent yet pointed expression he always wore. Cute, but something you'd left in the past. You were a woman now. Interested in bigger, better men. It's 1995 and you're back in Hawkins High's gym, staring down Steve Harrington like he's your next goddamn meal. Because he is most certainly a bigger, better man.

the tipping point You didn't start out friends with Steve Harrington, that was for sure, but you reached a tipping point. ch1: bruises let's show them we are better; joint fic with @sheisjoeschateau masterpost here • all chapters linked in masterpost. my blog tag is here && o n e s h o t s • best girl You wouldn’t say you hated Steve Harrington, not back then, anyway—that would mean you had to feel anything for him at all, which you totally didn’t. sweater stays on no one was immune to that sex sweater, yourself included. lesson one steve teaches you how to swim. among other things.

one more? 34+35 (thank you for 69 followers) reprise steve just likes being inside you live fast, die young you win a drag race and steve gives you a trophy (that is innuendo)

it could be after a breakup, steve makes you feel better. a lot better.

until tomorrow morning stuck in hawkins after the earthquake, steve changes your mind and your heart.

something new spit kink with steve!

short straw drawing the short straw gets you a trip to the upside down with steve, where things take a turn. a big one.

steve-morial day weekend!

teacake meacham loquacious teacake puts his mouth to better use than just yapping

reciprocal BEST friends (with benefits).

more spit kink with teacake!

mirror image

the couple that jerks it together, works out forever.

be quiet (no, don’t)

teacake literally cannot stop talking.

djolings headcanon masterpost! KBOC masterpost tillington d r a b b l e s • thoughts • gator/steve/you nsfw advanced d&d • gator/steve/you fluff compare//contrast • gator/steve/you nsfw the back of your own hand • gator/steve/you nsfw dick measuring contest • gator/steve/you nsfw gotcha • gator/steve/you nsfw

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oh deliberately taking off your panties while your shorts are on when you hear his footsteps near the lockers and putting it inside without locking yours so he could get it..

he definitely made you believe he had the power to put in a good word to your boss for promotions so you'd do as he says (maybe he'd use that in the future) -🥞

lol steve trying to convince you he has any sway at the company while in the stupid uniform is amazing

i love you scoops!steve, never change

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perv!coworker scoops!steve was asked to train you and would watch you scoop and bend over slightly, definitely looking at your ass while doing so and gets a semi when he notices the outline of your panties on those thin shorts (doesn't even bother hiding it too)

maybe when he shows you how to do it properly he goes behind you and lightly grazes his hard on on your ass -🥞

imagine how he would feel the day after you realize what he’s doing and you don’t wear panties to work at all 😌

pressing against you and being like “no you really gotta dig in and get a decent sized scoop”

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kinda panicked i thought u posted a ch chapter early .. 🤣 oh oh i'll think up of hcs! -🥞

haha no just tryna hype everyone up for tomorrow!

go right ahead, i love hearing them :’)

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hii can I be added to the carriage house tag list please xx

yes of course! 🩵

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Carriage House

You know you don’t belong on the Tillman Ranch. The sheriff thinks you do.

MASTERPOST••• Chapter 1: Business Hours Chapter 2: Dropout Chapter 3: Leads Chapter 4: Structure Chapter 5: Carriage House Chapter 6: Eights Chapter 7: Broken Chapter 8: Truth Will Out Chapter 9: Vindication Chapter 10: House to Home Chapter 11: Egress Chapter 12: Plans in Motion Chapter 13: Next Steps Chapter 14: The Man or the Monster Chapter 15: Second Chances

More to come…

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oh i love perv!hcs 🥹 i have to ask if u have specific faves -🥞

lmao honestly no, i am actually really bad at thinking up headcanons

i have a “gator headcanon” note and it has like 3 things in it and i started it in february

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slipstream/trail

// Masterpost //

Gator Tillman x f!reader NSFW/MDNI

This originally started life as a one-shot in response to an anon’s ask, where Gator says something misogynistic and you slap him - and it turns out he likes that. That idea grew arms and legs and turned into something I’m actually really proud of.

2018. You’re working a busy Friday night shift in a bar in Dickinson. When Gator Tillman and his band of merry deputies walk in acting like they own the place, it’s the last thing you need. When Gator pushes things too far, someone needs to kick him back into line.

cw - alcohol/drinking/drunkenness, something in the region of dom/sub vibes (sub!Gator hive rise up), canon-typical misogyny, mild violence, masturbation (m solo and f to m), domestic violence (discussed/off page), drunk-driving (discussed/off page), deaths of a man and child (discussed/off page), car accident (discussed/off page).

Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four

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ai could never write butt stuff like you do

ai could never write ANYTHING like ANY REAL PERSON

but true i do love writing butt stuff… ai feels no passion for anal play like i do

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bring back butt stuff 😡

ok! with who?

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UHHH SITTING ON GATOR’S FACE!!!

WOAAAA WHO SAID THAT????

YOU DID, ANON! 💐

So he’s been patient. He has.

He’s had you the way you’d let him - laid out on his stomach between your legs, face buried between your thighs, taking his time about it. It took him a while to get there but somewhere along the way he’s become an enthusiastic champion of the art of pussy eating, and now he’ll tell you, hand to God, that sometimes he thinks he’d be happy if that’s all you ever wanted from him. Just that. Forever. He’d manage.

But then the itch comes back. At the back of his head. Low and insistent.

More.

He knows you’re nervous. Knows you worry about hurting him, about your weight, about all the logistics your brain runs through while his is running through something else entirely. He’s tried to tell you it doesn’t work like that. Hasn’t found the words yet. Gator’s not much for words when what he wants to do is just grab your hips and pull you up and up and up until the geometry of the thing stops being a problem you need to worry about.

He hasn’t done it. Yet.

But the wanting sits in him like a held breath, and one of these days he’s going to run out of patience, and it’s going to come out sounding less like a request and more like a fact.

That day is today.

“Get up here.”

You start to say something - the usual something, the weight thing, the worry thing - and he looks at you with that flat expression that means he’s already decided and the conversation you’re trying to have isn’t one he’s interested in.

“I know what I’m asking for.”

Six words. Said the way he’d order his coffee.

His hands find your hips before you’ve finished deciding, and there’s nothing rough about it, just certain - the grip of a man who has thought about this more than he’s thought about most things and is done thinking about it now. He moves you deftly, repositioning you like it’s obvious, like of course, like the only question was always going to be when.

And when you’re there, finally, where he’s wanted you…

He goes still for about half a second. Then something happens to his face that you don’t see very often. Not quite a smile but close, and more than that - bright, almost. Like a kid who’s been told yes after a very long no. His hands tighten on your thighs and he exhales through his nose and it comes out sounding embarrassingly close to fuckin’ finally.

He doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t need to, but you can feel him grinning against your skin.

His hands grip again at your thighs. Holding, just on the right side of tight.

Just making clear you’re not going anywhere.

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and now I’m thinking about how teacake would love those fun little app-controlled toys given his long boring overnight shifts ….

aw wait both of you having one tho

sorry i’m like this but just him getting a little vibrating butt plug bc he doesn’t want to be left out and you don’t want to be the only one having fun :’)

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perv!coworker scoops!steve would be cute though... -🥞

oh noooo the perv!headcanon asks have finally made their way to my inbox… whatever should i do…..

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IM SORRY 😭 i mean how could you not wanna give him head scoops!steve was so pretty that elastic waistband would come in handy -🥞

scoops steve was literally the prettiest girl at the party, it’s insane. def deserves to get his dick sucked

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steve finding your dildo and using it on you?

i think you’d both really enjoy that

he wouldn’t even be jealous of it (like someone else we know) he’d just be like hell yeah

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can i also just say scoops!steve's shorts waistband was definitely elastic and easy to pull down just enough to give him head under the counter ok im done -🥞

HELP I WAS JUST STANDING HERE AND SOMEONE SAID THIS TO ME