hi bby i know last time you posted you said you weren’t feeling the best so i just wanted to make sure you were okay!! how have you been? we miss you lottssss <33 xxx
hii anon!! i’m doing okay, i’ve just had lots going on personally and been so busy with things that i had to take a break from writing again. as much as i love it, it does take up a lot of my free time.
i do have a few drafts and requests I need to get done and published, just haven’t found the time.
but thank you for reaching out! it means a lot that people appreciate my writing enoughhh
and i miss you guys toooo but ill be back soon just need some more time 💗
Steve never stopped overthinking. Every moan that echoed through his bedroom walls, every thrust, every morning after. It was never you.
It was all in the past now. A full lifetime of what could of been, gone, thrown away over something stupid. You and him were over, years of growing up together, loving each other, experiencing life.
just swept under the rug.
🥳-
after dinner, which gator paid for. he drove you home, hands intertwined. nothing was expected of you. he didn’t think he would be invited in, or even get a goodnight kiss.
whatever you two had, he didn’t want to fuck this up. like he did with everything else. if that meant taking things slow, he was all for it.
I love blind Gator i’m sure he shifted a bit and got much softer even though he says things roughly from the frustration of it all…
okay so hear me out
he’s like extremely stubborn and has absolutely zero patience, meaning he’s been taking a little extra time than most to get the hang of this new routine.
one night he randomly snaps at you, all the built up anger and sadness from the week just comes crashing down. it’s something stupid, like how the cereal isn’t in the correct cabinet it should be.
he instantly freezes afterwards. hand coming up to rub the crease between his brows.
“shit mama, i’m sorry” he whispers, “just fucking angry with this shit”
“don’t worry baby. i get it” you soften at his admission. even if it’s simple, it’s still something when it comes to gator.
he would appreciate and love how understanding and caring you are in return,
so right after he apologizes, he’s pulling you into his side, peppering your face with kisses.
blind gator reaching his arms out without speaking when he needs touch, comfort because he doesn’t want to say he needs it
omg yes yes!! how adorable
also i looked up what the training is for visually impaired people.. so if i got it wrong let’s just pretend.
adjusting to a whole new life and environment after the tragic events a couple months ago were hard on you both. but especially for gator.
he was required to go to orientation and mobility training twice a week, which anyone who knew gator, would know how much he hated being made to seem like he was useless, and that’s exactly how he felt after every class he attended.
today however was way to long and stressful for gators liking.
the more and more he trained with his instructor the more frustrated he became. after a few weeks he was introduced to the lesson of using his cane, and let’s say it just wasn’t working in his favor.
when he came home that night, the apartment was quiet. the dull feeling of it being empty filled his senses.
clearly you were off working overtime at that new job you just started.
he huffed, and made his descent to the leather couch sat in the corner of the living room. it was times like these where he needed, even craved your touch.
ever since loosing his sight, the other four senses were heightened. so each goosebump, or smell of sweet vanilla perfume, or even the texture of your hair comforted him.
gator was not one for expressing his feelings, but one thing was for sure.
that man was utterly in love with you. if he could, his entire twenty-four hours of the day would be spent tangled up with you.
in the meantime he fidgeted with his fingers, rolled the silver ring on his middle finger up and down. he itched the healing skin around his eyes, and even made strumming patterns against his boot.
that’s how bored he was without you.
so when the familiar sound of your key unlocking the door echoed through your home. his heart rate increased. anticipation bleeding through his skin.
“baby, i’m home” you hummed, keychain dangling from your fingers.
you shut the door, spinning on your foot to get a look at your loving boyfriend.
gator had one foot resting on his knee, and both arms outstretched.
oh, it was one of those nights.
“oh honey”
immediately you stepped over, slowly. not to rushed to startle the man.
the second you were at the couch, you sunk into his arms. the large biceps wrapped around your torso, pulling you into him as tight as he could.
the fresh scent of your shampoo filled his nostrils. gosh he was glad you were home.
“sorry, you had a rough day hun” you whispered against his chest, “wanna talk about it?”
“nah, jus missed ya today” two fingers twisted your hair, playing with the silky strands. “just wanna stay like this”
“anything you want baby, i’m here for you” you spoke, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
i need someone to please, from the bottom of my heart pleaseee tell me how in the world everyone changes their titles to be multiple colors, like i’ve tried so many things and i genuinely may be to stupid to work this app.
so if anyone wants to be kind enough and share the secret ily
🍻 oh, i already know that this going to wreck me (xx @whispersoflost)
oops def not 3 sentences..
and hi queen!!
his eyes locked with yours, emotions bleeding out from his pupils. they traced your features before he very quickly and gently whispered “yeah” he sucked in a breath, nodding his head. “she woulda liked- woulda loved ya”
you felt tears prick your eyes. the man in front of you was different from the usual gator he portrayed himself to be. on the inside he truly was just a young man who needed affection and care, never getting to experience such a thing.
“gator, sweetie, she seems like a really amazing woman I’m sure I would of adored her”
you got the sense gator was holding back, attempting to not completely fall apart around you.
his head fell forward, hand coming up to rub the back of his neck as he let out another shaky sigh, careful not to let his voice crack.
rules: send me an emoji in an ask, and i’ll write 3-5 sentences from that wip. no limits to the amount of emojis you can request, please feel free to send multiple!
note: some of these may change since i am not fully done editing or writing most!
🍻gator tillman x reader
- gator comes home after a long shift to see you making dinner, except it’s the exact meal his mama used to make for him before she left.
🧼gator tillman x reader
- gator absolutely adores helping you shower now that your pregnant.
🎸steve harrington x reader
- an exes to lovers based off the song old recliners by role model. two people who grew up together, side by side every night, to falling in love and having a tragic fallout. you and steve both are in new relationships yet fate decided to bring you both back together unexpectedly years later.
😇steve harrington x reader
-an enemies to lovers. your forced to stay the night at steve’s house due to an intense storm coming in. having trouble sleeping you both bump into to eachother, will you finally admit your feeling for him?
🥳gator tillman x reader
-your new in town, gator finally has the courage to take you on a first date.
no pressure tags: @coasthaze @swirledyouintoallmypoems @djopuppy
summary: you are heavily pregnant and your husband is just the best at relaxing you.
warnings: pregnancy, mention of headaches, soft gator cause i just can’t bring myself to not write it, pet names
lila’s note: short n sweet ( not proofread) oh and this isn’t the shower fic, that’s being posted tomorrow.
your side of the beds pillow was icy cold. the perfect way to determine if tonight’s sleep was finally going to come easy for you.
the giant eight month pregnant stomach you carried really made nights harder to enjoy, and of course, since your hormones were off the roof, it affected your day to day attitude.
the constant back and neck pain, plus the tenderness of your breasts, and the pounding headaches you seemed to get from the lack of sleep, really kept your mood low.
gator, your loving husband, who usually would seem to be the kind of man to not pay any attention to your needs, was constantly at your service trying his very best to make these last couple weeks smooth sailing.
honestly you couldn’t be more thankful.
“gator honey!!! can you please come to bed now!” you called for him, he just seemed to be getting out of the shower, and it only took so long to put a pair of boxers on, and you were getting antsy.
the door to the bathroom swung open, revealing gator himself. the soft lines of his stomach and the bulge of his biceps made your mouth water and thighs squeeze together.
that was another thing. your neediness levels were off the charts. it’s like every hour, you couldn’t keep your paws off gator even if you wanted to, (which you didn’t).
on the bright side, he absolutely adored it. that man could go on for hours if it meant pleasing you. he really turned in to a softy over the years, yet still so protective.
if it weren’t for the absolute need for sleep, you would most definitely be jumping his bones, no shame about it either.
“hey mama” he smiled, feet padding over the rug to reach you. his calloused palms met your hips. rubbing his thumbs back and forth over the thin layer of your panties.
eight months ago you would have had the cutest pajama set on. probably all lacey and pink. bows on every strap, but now you got insane night sweats. resulting in only ever sleeping in your underwear and a tank top.
“ya good? baby alright?” his voice was low and soft as he pressed a wet kiss on your forehead, causing your face to break out a smile.
“everything’s all right gator, babies good.” you whispered back. “just tired, can you cuddle with me tonight?”
“don’t we cuddle every night baby?”
“well yeah but, I need extra cuddles. my back hurts especially today”
“well seems like we got no choice, go get comfy while I go get us some water alright?”
“okay be quick” you mumbled under your breath while trying to comfortably get under the covers.
every way you tried to sleep seemed to bother you. obviously you couldn’t lay on your stomach, and sleeping on your sides annoyed you to much. yet sleeping on your back felt way to heavy on your lower back.
as much as you loved carrying your baby, you definitely were ready for this little girl to be out of you.
when gator eventually made it back upstairs, he brought you a glass of ice water, exactly three ice cubes like you taught him. if there was a single more, the water would be way to cold for you to consume. at least that’s what you told him every time he accidentally dropped a fourth in.
anyways, today you felt like being held, opting to resting on your side.
gator took the hint, and wrapped his sun-kissed arms around your waist. careful not to put pressure on the baby, but firm enough to make you feel safe.
his right hand began rubbing circles on your tummy, soothing the soft skin.
his face was pressed into the crook of your neck, nose brushing the sensitive spot under your ear as he breathed you in.
“ya smell s’good baby” he hummed, kissing your neck. “love ya being all round with my kid”
“it’s a real good look on ya”
“we’ll savor it while you can, Im so ready for your daughter to be out of me” you huffed, pulling his arms tighter around you.
“i know, I hate that ya feel like this. wish I could do something about it sweets” his hands that laid across your belly moved down a little towards the under curve, carefully lifting your stomach to relieve some of the weight from your aching back muscles.
the loud noise of relief you let out made gator smile into your neck. laughing quietly at how much you enjoyed the action.
“ya like that don’cha”
“mm keep doing that” the tone of your voice was getting sleepier, the constant nights of getting 4-5 hours of sleep finally catching up to you.
“getting sleepy baby?” he kissed the edge of your fluttering eyelid.
“mhmmm”
“go to sleep sweetheart, i’ll be here making sure your safe and comfortable.” his words made your racing mind ease. “would do anything to keep ya happy pretty girl”
“your too good to me gator” your voice barely audible as you shifted your head a bit towards him.
“nah, I’m the lucky one to have you” he said. “yur a beautiful woman, having my kid, an im just boring old cop, i’m thankful for ya everyday baby”
the corner of your mouth twitched. face barely showing emotion but gator could tell you were smiling.
“i love you” your voice getting softer as your eye lids shut. “but don’t call yourself old and boring, I like you for how you are baby.”
“love you so much sweet girl, sleep f’me ya need it”
he pulled you tighter into his embrace, hands still holding up your daughter.
he felt her kick a few times, causing a laugh to slip from his lips.
“your a stubborn one too, just like yur mama. don’t wanna sleep”
gently and careful not to wake you, he kissed your forehead and stomach before holding you tight to his body, letting his eyes slowly flutter shut.
he loved the simple nights like this.
you, him, his growing baby, and the soft hums of you sleeping peacefully.
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