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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.
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
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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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having a shit ass day at work and just getting home all worked up and on edge, gator picking up on it right away because you’re not all happy and bubbly like you usually are—you’re scowling and giving him clipped answers and when you walk into the kitchen and see a sinkful of dishes and dinner decidedly UNstarted, you just turn on him ready to snap
but gator just puts his hands on your arms, rubbing them a little trying to soothe you and maybe it works, bc he’s got his lips pressed to your temple, then your forehead, the bridge of your nose, your lips, and yeah ok. that helps
18+ MDNI//SMUT- 69ing that’s it
“we’ll just order somethin’,” he says and takes your hand in his, tugging you behind him to your bedroom, because he has one surefire way to make you feel better and it’s you coming on his face
he hops onto the bed, reclining still fully clothed in one of those stupid black t-shirts he wears that’re a size too small, his ridiculous camo pants, and legitimately folds his hands behind his head, propping his chin up a little
“c’mon, take a seat,” he drawls, and you don’t want to, but he smirks at you and your thoughts shift from why bother? to why not? and you just unbutton your slacks and shimmy out of them and your underwear, climbing onto the bed, perpendicular to gator
he grins up at you, slipping one of his hands out from beneath his head, and beckons you to him with two fingers, the smirk even more pronounced
you swing a leg over him—but not the one he expects. you’re facing away from him, and you lower your pussy to his face as you reach down to tug at the zipper of his pants, slipping the button as well with a practiced hand as you hold yourself up the other, fingertips pressing points into the bed
his tongue slips through your folds and you sigh heavily, eyes fluttering closed as you trail your hand through the line of hair leading straight down from his bellybutton right into his boxer briefs, pushing the elastic waistband down and pulling his cock out
“fuckin’ love you,” gator murmurs against your cunt, and you just smirk to yourself as you bow your back to take him into your mouth as well, tongue circling the head
he groans against you, sucking your lips into his mouth, tongue lolling against you, searching through your folds until he finds your clit, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. you do the same to him—you flick yours against his slit, humming quietly as you taste the little pop of precome he gives you in response
you feel his hands come to land on your ass, slapping into both sides at the same time, and you moan onto his dick as he holds you apart, pulling back just to take in the sight of you, wet and spread open for him. his fingers dig divots into your ass cheeks as he leans back in, spitting right into your pussy, watching the little glob of saliva roll down until it reached your clit, and then he’s back on you, sucking your clit harshly into his mouth
his cock slips deeper into your mouth, your own drool dripping down his length as you bob on him, focusing on him, on this, on the way he’s making you feel, the way you feel on him. you feel the tension of your day melting away, feel it replaced with a different kind of tightness, the better kind, the delicious kind, the addictive kind that has you coiling up, ready to snap, as he mouths at your clit, moaning and licking and slurping at your slit, the lewdness only turning you on even more
“wanna come on my face?” you ask, pulling off of him, and he groans into your thigh, pressing his face into it to compose himself—if he can—before responding.
“shit, yer gonna come on mine, right? fair’s fair”
you laugh but suckle at his tip again, jerking him off with your free hand, your palm slick and swift on his shaft, working over him as you draw just the head into your mouth, sucking a little harder, hollowing your cheeks. you feel his cock twitch against the roof of your mouth, your tongue, and you pull off, settling yourself a little more on his chin, and he holds you down, wanting you there, wanting your weight on him, wanting to drown between your thighs if he has to to make you feel better
and you do—you lick the tip of your tongue over his tip, cleaning him of each little bead of precome until it starts to turn pearly, a little more opaque…
he digs his face against you, burying his face into your pussy, tongue in your slit, stratching your tight little twat around him before he moves down, your arousal dripping out of you all over him, wetting his nose and his lips, his chin and cheeks, your own thighs as it spreads from his fave to your legs. he laves his tongue against your clit, feels it kick against him, and doubles down—he catches it between his tongue and his upper lip, sucking it wetly, long, deep pulls against you and it has you bucking down against him, has him bucking up into your hand, and your thighs tighten around his head as you come, pushing yourself down around him, riding his face as you moan out his name, telling, asking, begging him not to stop—
he comes too, wrapped up in you, thick ropes of his release landing on your face, your eyebrows and nose and—lucky you—some even on your lips and tongue. you swallow what you caught in your mouth and then engulf him again, sucking him clean before pulling off and moving to sit beside him on your knees. both your faces are marked with the other’s come, and when he sits up, he pulls you closer to him, tasting himself on your tongue, letting you taste yourself on his lips.
the kiss is heated, your hand finding its way to his cock again, and he just tugs his shirt up, not off since you refuse to break the kiss at first—but finally, you relent and let him wipe your face clean even as you lazily stroke his cock.
I feel like i started something and im so sorry ;^; it wasn't my intention whatsoever. Also no not L like death note I wish lol, just my intial for my middle name! c: ~L
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guys prompts are closed! and i’m working on both carriage house and the sequel to short straw, so i don’t have the time, energy, or focus to write something else right now
Follow up from the sex pollen djoling ask: Thats fair! I can see as well tbh lol how it really only makes sense for steve and teacake! c: thank you for indulging my curiosity! ~L
Also I forgot to sign as ~L on that first ask woops
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just needed to stop in and say that every time I read a piece of art that genuinely changes my life I look up and you’re the author so thank you for your beautiful brain
ah omg ??? thank you that’s so incredibly kind of you to say
i don’t even know what reaction to have like. i’m all 🥹 at work rn
thank you so so much, seriously, i’m beyond flattered
could i ask you again now.. since last time you said you were excited to share chap 8 of ch with us, which upcoming chapter are you most excited for us to read this time? -🥞
probably 14 and 15, they’re both pretty heavy but i like what i’m doing with them
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your sex pollen fic.. can i say thank you so much that was such a wild ride and i love how we have none of the usual slow teasing and confused af foreplay but just went straight to fucking (multiple times might i add) -🥞
lmaooo thank you! i love playing with tropes and messing with them, so i had a good time writing that. i’m glad you liked it!
felt insane to write that much sex but also….. what a journey