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spookysteddie · 10 months ago

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Tillmans Girl

18+ Minors DNI

cw: stripper reader, drinking, drug mention, murder mention, oral (m receiving), unprotected penetrative sex, pet names, slight choking, hair pulling, exhibitionism, biting. (Let me know if I missed anything)

wc: 3.9k

A/n: this is based off of the song Gibson Girl by Ethel Cain (pre warned about this here) and I need to make it very clear that this is LOOSELY based off of the song. It’s more about how I feel while listening to it and how I fit the reader and Gator into this. I also let Gator have some friends because he needs them for the story purpose. I love the concept I came up with and I hope you do too!

A/N 2: friendly reminder this is fiction and half the shit in here wouldn't happen IRL. ❤️

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He was here again.

Sitting in his usual spot, surrounded by his friends and drinking shit beer. And he’s watching you, like he always does. Like he has since he first came in here a little over a year ago, dressed in his sheriff's uniform to investigate a murder.

And now, he’s here every Saturday, just watching. He isn’t the first guy to come to this club for you. He isn’t even the tenth. But he doesn’t speak to you like the others do, not more than he needs to and typically you’re the one to instigate the conversation.

Gator Tillman has a pull to him, like he’s the sun and you're a planet in his orbit. You don’t know why he makes you feel the way he does, like you need to touch him. Every time you meet his eyes, he’s already looking back at you. It is unnerving but yet you look forward to Saturday nights. Look forward to the attention (and money) he gives you.

Even an hour outside his home town everyone knows who he is, of course they do, half their parents voted for his father. Plus, you’ve all heard the stories about the Tillmans. You knew what you were dealing with when he came in. The other girls are afraid of him, though. They’re sure to make his and his friends drinks correctly and letting them all break a few rules, like touching the dancers. But not you. Gator Tillman didn’t scare you like he should, mainly intrigued you. It’s been a year of this cat and mouse game. You the cat, him the mouse, toying with him in the hopes he’ll ask for more time with you.

His friends do get dances, most of them picking a new girl every week and tipping them well. But not Gator. The girls have tried to get him to buy dances from them, but he always brushes them off. All while staring at you. You’d never offered, again letting him come to you. But you also didn’t do private dances. You made most of your money on the stage, not really feeling like killing someone if they got handsy with you.

Tonight though, was different.

You could feel it in the air the second you saw him. The charge was there as usual, but when you handed him a drink after your stage time, he spoke to you.

His voice was like silk as he spoke, pushing his dark sunglasses onto the back of his hat. It was night time so he kind of looked like a douchebag with them on. He didn’t care. He was a Tillman, just as cold blooded as his father, if not more. Obsessed with his power and the way people fell at his feet, gave him whatever he wanted.

But not you.

Never you.

“You look very nice in red, sweetheart.” It takes you by surprise but you do well to not show it, a practiced mask. Never has he spoken to you for more than a drink order.

You did, however, look nice in red. But it was rare you wore it because you didn’t need to give the men more reasons to want to touch you. You made plenty of money in any other color. Red, also was the color of the invisible blood that stains your fingers. The blood you can’t get off no matter how hard you try.

You put on your prettiest smile, “that’s very sweet of you.”

A small smile tugs at his lips. He’s fucking beautiful and it’s painful to look at him, actually.

“You do dances?” The question takes you by surprise because, like you said, he doesn’t get dances from the girls. He just drinks and tips very well.

You cover it well, “only for you.”

It’s not a lie. You would do dances just for him, any reason to get him closer. To get him alone.

He nods, “how much?”

You smirk, “$350.” That was way more than the other girls charge. It’s North Dakota, it’s rare the men here can afford that.

But he can.

“Deal.” You watch as he pulls the money from his pocket, counting it out and handing it to you.

You count it again just to be sure, slipping it in your top, “follow me, pretty boy.”

He takes his drink and downs it before getting up and following you. He walks with confidence but you know better. He’s nervous, you can see it in the slight tremor of his hand. You decide you’ll let him break the rules, but not because he’s Roy Tillmans son.

No, it’s because you have wondered for months what his hands feel like on your skin. You’ve also wondered what it would be like to get him in your bed; what he sounds like when he fucks. You know he’s more than experienced considering people like to talk. But you want to see it for yourself. You need to experience it for yourself.

You take him to one of the private rooms, the red room considering he likes you in red. He sits down tentatively, running his hands down his jeans. He’s so hot when he’s nervous. It makes you smile as you shut and lock the door.

The music is a little quieter in here, the small knob on the wall allowing you to turn it higher or lower. Some of the girls don’t like these rooms, scared they’ll get hurt by the men they bring in here. It’s understandable, most opting to give them in the room where extra security is.

But Gator would never hurt you.

“Surprised you asked for this, pretty boy.”

He takes a deep breath and leans back, “like I said, look nice in red.”

You slowly walk over, standing between his spread legs, “too kind to me, Tillman.”

He balls his fists as he tries to respect the law of not touching strippers. But Gator was the law, he could do whatever he wanted. His father would get him out of any shit he gets himself into. Either way, you’d let him touch you in any way he wants.

You bend at the waist, running your hands up his thighs. His breath hitches a little and it makes your stomach flip with satisfaction. He’s affected by you, you’ve known this for a while. But the verbal confirmation makes your head spin.

Your hands slide over his stomach and onto his shoulders, pushing off his black leather jacket. “Let’s take this off and get comfortable, yeah?” He lets you take it off and toss it to the side. His black shirt grips his body perfectly, showing off his muscular build.

You stand back up to your full height, turning the music up just slightly, enough for you to hear him if he decides to speak to you. And then you go back to him, dipping low and letting him run his eyes all over you. For once it makes you feel sexy. Maybe it’s because Gator isn’t an animal. He’s respectful. Or, well, as respectful as one can be in a place like this.

You look up at him through long lashes as you straddle his hips, being careful not to let your centers touch. You don’t want to force anything on him, scare him away. But you do run your hands up his arms, putting his hands on your hips.

“Can touch me. You’re the exception to that rule,” you giggle and wink at him.

You can see his confidence starting to rise. Typical man who just wants to feel special. Gator, though, deserves to feel special. You didn’t grow up with him, between living one town over and your parents opting to send you to private school. But people talk. You know about the shit his dad does, how he uses religion and intimidation to keep his son in line. It was sick.

He grips your hips, guiding you down to grind against him. He’s hard, of course he’s hard, all of them are. They can try all they want but their cocks have a mind of their own. You can tell he’s worried about it, about how you’ll feel. You don’t care. You never care. In fact, the friction on his hard cock on your clit feels… nice.

“Why am I the exception?”

You grin down at him, hands by his head on the couch, “use your big boy brain and think about it.”

He laughs a little, “cause you’re afraid of me?”

That makes you throw your head back and laugh hard, “oh, pretty boy, neither you or your daddy scare me. In fact, I’d be more than happy if you put me in cuffs.”

He’s taken by surprise at your admission, shuddering a little, “should be ‘fraid of me.”

You stand, turning the lights a little lower, “it’s you who should be afraid of me.”

You can still see him, even in the dim, red lights. Fuck he was so beautiful. You start back your dance, his eyes still looking over your body.

“I ain’t afraid of anything, angel.”

You know that’s a lie. He’s terrified of his daddy, and everyone is afraid of death. But you brush it off, getting so close to him you could kiss him if you wanted. And you do, but you won’t let him know that. Not yet.

“You, Gator Tillman, are the exception because everyone here thinks you’re so pretty.”

He raises a brow, “pretty? Not the word that should be used f’me.”

You shrug, “agree to disagree.”

“I was told ya don’t do dances,” his voice is gravely and you know he’s doing everything he can to not kiss you. “Decided to ask anyway.”

You pull back settling in his lap, not dancing anymore, “I don’t, but like I said, you’re the exception.”

He hums, letting his hand run up your thigh, “I’m honored. Prettiest girl in this building.”

“Flattery, Tillman, won’t get you much round here.”

He smirks, the look making you want to kiss him just a little more, “will get me the ability to take ya home?”

You think the shots he took some time ago are finally hitting him. Or he’s snorted some cocaine and it’s just hitting him. Probably the former.

“M’not supposed to go home with the customers. Sorry, pretty boy.”

Not a lie. You aren’t supposed to go home with the men here, both for fear of being murdered and because it can cause issues for the owner. The girls too, of course. God forbid you date a patron and then break up. It’s just awkward for everyone here.

His hand slides further up your leg, resting right under the crease of your ass. Men have been killed for touching you there without asking. But this time it doesn’t make your blood boil like it should. It makes your stomach flip and your heart race.

“I’m the law, baby. The rules don’t apply to me,” he’s looking up at you with big brown eyes, though they look black in this light.

The rules don’t apply to him, you told him as such earlier. You remind him as such and he squeezes your hip. You swallow the squeak that threatens to come out, instead moving to straddle him once again.

“Come on, baby, we’ve been playing this game for a year. Come home with me.”

You swallow. You would be a liar if you said you didn’t want to go home with him. To let him get the rest of your clothes off and fuck you. For him to slide his cock down your throat while you’re on your knees.

You know it would feel good. You know you’d enjoy whatever he threw at you, enjoying men who are rough but respectful. And by the feel of the hardness nestled on your clothed core, he could throw a lot at you.

You can feel your mouth water at the idea of what he looks like under his pants. But he’s going to have to work harder if he wants you to go home with him.

“Gonna take more than that to get me in your bed, Gator.”

He thinks, hands roaming to grab the fat of your ass, “I could give you everything, angel. Anything you want, it’s yours.”

You giggle a little, “yeah? Anything?”

He nods, licking his lips, “anything. I’d give you anything. Could treat you real nice.”

“How do you know I don’t already have someone treating me real nice? Hmm? Bold of you to assume I’m single,” you raise a brow at him. You’re lying through your teeth, making him work for it.

“Trust me, baby, I know you’re single.” His eyes fall from yours to your lips and back.

You get a little closer, his scent masculine and woodsy, “doing research on me?”

That should be creepy, it should result in a knife in his neck (it might’ve happened a time or two..) but not with him. However, you know why he did the research. He had to after the murder last year, to rule you out as a suspect.

“I did. So, you can’t lie ya way out of it. Lemme treat you right, pretty angel.”

“I’m no angel,” your voice is just above a whisper, enough for him to hear you.

He laughs, “agree to disagree.”

He slides his hands to your hips, squeezing gently.

“And if I say yes to goin’ home with you? Will you hurt me?”

“No more than you ask me to.”

You decide you can’t take it anymore, needing him too much. You’ll curse yourself later for folding too easily. You close the gap, a whole year of the chase coming to a head. The second your lips connect with his you feel like you’re on fire. He kisses you softly, nervously and it isn’t till your tongue begs for entrance into his mouth, that he kisses you harder.

His hands are all over you, running up your sides and letting his fingers tangle in your hair. You rock your hips absentmindedly, needing more friction.

Gators lips move down your throat, kissing and nipping at the skin and making you moan. He smirks against you and gently lips his hips to add more pressure. Fucking asshole. You grab his face, pulling him back to your mouth, your tongue licking into his mouth.

He pulls back first, breathless, “I need you. I need to be inside you.”

Your stomach flips again because you love when a man begs for you. Especially men in powerful positions. You feel his confession right in your core.

“A Tillman begging? What would your daddy say about this?” You’d never say a word to his daddy about this, of course. Roy Tillman can kiss your ass.

Gator, of course, also knows this, “I don’t care what he’d say. He doesn’t need to know what I do when I’m off work.”

You smirk, you’re more than willing to let him inside you. But first, you needed to see what you were working with. You slither to your knees, looking up at him, “this okay?”

He nods, only giving you a verbal answer once you lift your brows, “yes. Please.”

Your hands move to his belt, unbuckling it and popping the button of his jeans. You can feel his cock jump in his pants and you swallow down a giggle. It’s cute how excited he is actually. You’d be a liar to say you aren’t excited. It’s been a while since you had sex with someone and it’ll be the first time you’ve fucked someone at your job. You’re glad there are no cameras in this room because you’d absolutely get fired.

You pull his jeans and boxers down till they puddle at his feet, allowing his cock to spring free. You can’t contain your reaction to the sight of his cock. He’s huge, his cock thick and has a slight curve. It’s beautiful and you feel dumb admitting that to yourself. It’s not the first you’ve seen but it’s definitely the prettiest you’ve seen.

“Wow…” you whisper it but you know he heard you by the smile that spreads across his face.

“You like it?” He’s cocky and it’s clear you aren’t the first girl to react this way.

You just nod, gently gripping it in your hand. The weight of it makes your mouth fill with spit. You lean forward, licking a long stripe up it. He lets out a long moan, his head falling back against the couch.

You smirk to yourself before taking him into your mouth. You work slow, making sure your throat is relaxed. You bob your head slowly, looking up at him as you work and for the first time he’s not looking back at you. He looks so pretty like this, head thrown back, hands balled into fists.

“Fuck… this is s-so much better than I imagined,” his voice coming out rough and strained.

You just moan against him, bobbing your head a little faster and taking him a little deeper. He hits the back of your throat and his head snaps down to you. The second your eyes meet his cock jumps in your throat, making you gag slightly.

“Ah! That’s it, baby,” his hands fall into your hair, pulling and pushing you into his cock.

You can’t help the moans that leave you from the pain of his hands in your hair. You know your cunt is soaked, your clit throbbing. So, you take him deep and hold him there, letting spit drool from your mouth and onto what you can’t fit in your mouth before pulling off of him. You lick your lips as you stand and straddle him.

“How bad do you want to fuck me?” You kiss him lightly, just a taste.

He takes a shaky breath, “s-so bad. Been thinking about it since the first time we met.”

You pull your panties to the side, settling down so he’s resting against you. The head of his cock bumps your clit the second to start to rock your hips. The friction feels incredible against your aching clit.

You need more but you’re trying not to rush it.

“Been thinking about being inside me for over a year huh? Such restraint you have, pretty boy.”

He shakes his head, letting out a small grunt, “I-I didn’t. S’why m’ here every Saturday. Gotta get my fill of ya for the week.”

“Yeah? You sound a little obsessed.”

He nods, “j-just a little.”

You sit up on your knees using your hand to steady his cock and look up at him, “you still want this? You can say no and it’ll be fine.”

He shakes his head so fast, you’re worried he’s gonna get whiplash, “no! Please fuck me. Please. Need it so fuckin’ bad. B-but I didn’t bring a condom with me. I-I’m clean I swear. I-If that ain’t okay I’ll survive. But I really wanna fuck you.”

You kiss him softly, loving the consideration and to stop his rambling, “I’m more than clean and I’m on birth control. Is that okay? Still wanna continue. I do if you do.”

He lets out a breath and relaxes, “that’s fine. I promise.”

It’s all the conformation you need before slowly sinking down on him. All you have inside you is the tip and already the burn hurts so good. Gators hands grip your hips, mouth falling open as he helps you sink down more.

“Oh my god, Gator,” you feel like he’s in your throat and you don’t even have him all the way inside you. He’s everywhere all at once and you love every second of it.

Gator pulls you down more and captures your lips in a deep kiss. And then, he thrusts up inside you, seating himself fully inside your tight pussy. The action pushes all the air from your lungs, making you pull back from the kiss. You decide then that if you died this way, you wouldn’t be pissed.

Even if God decided to bitch about all the sins you’ve committed.

That is, if you even go to heaven. You doubt you will at this point.

Whatever.

Gator stays still, letting you adjust and letting you rest your head on his chest to catch your breath. It’s slow to come back but once it does, you lift yourself and slam yourself back down.

“Fuck! Fuck!” He’s loud and you're glad the club is loud enough that no one can hear you. Not that you’re opposed to that, but again, people like to talk and you aren’t keen on ending up in an unmarked grave. Gators daddy would kill you if you spread rumors that make Gator look like the sinner he is.

You do it again, finding a rhythm, “you like that, pretty boy?”

You slide your hands into his hair, loosening the strands there with a hard tug. He groans, his hips bucking up and hitting against your cervix. You’ll probably be bruised there tomorrow but that’s not your issue at the moment.

The curve of his cock hits your sweet spot perfectly, making you whine and ride him faster.

“Uh-huh. S-so tight and warm and perfect,” he’s rambling but it’s cute. “D-didn’t think we’d ever do this.”

You smile, pulling a little harder at his hair, strands falling loose from their usually gelled place. “Paid me a lot of money, baby. Gotta treat you special.”

“I-isn’t that prostitution?” He pushes out a breathless laugh.

You can’t stop the giggle that comes out of you either, “maybe. But only if we say it is. I was j-joking.” You lean forward, changing the angle to hit that spot a little harder, “dedication got you here. And of course you’re so pretty. Prettiest boy.”

Gators hand slides from your waist and finds your clit with ease, thank god. He uses his thumb to draw small circles, making that coil grow tighter and tighter.

“Keep calling me that and I’ll cum before you do. C-can’t have that.” He plants his feet and sets the pace. He fucks you hard and fast. It feels so fucking good and you know this isn’t the last time you’ll be doing this.

Can someone get addicted to another's cock?

Yes is the only right answer considering how all you can think about is Gators cock and chasing your orgasm.

“Such a gen-gentleman, Gator.”

“Only for you, angel. Only for you.”

The band inside you snaps, your orgasm slamming into you hard.

You cry out, leaning forward to bite Gators shoulder and muffle your screams. That is what pushes Gator over the edge, emptying inside you. Thank god for birth control. You both deflate, him growing soft as your cunt spasms with aftershocks.

Gator breaks the silence first, “gonna let me take you home and take care of you?”

It makes you laugh but you do think about it, weigh the pros and cons. “If I agree, you can’t ever come back here again. S’a rule not to date our customers.” You sit up so you can see his face, judge his reaction.

A slow, sleepy smile spreads across his face, “deal! Won’t need to see you here when you’re coming to sleep in my bed.”

All you can do is laugh and kiss him, deciding this time, you won’t have to murder a man you dated.

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thefutureiswhat · 11 months ago

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Fargo Season 5: Where 3 Roads Meet

This theory is in collaboration with @tdciago.

For a while, I've wanted to share my thoughts about this season as it relates to the act of writing a story. But I haven't really had a clear idea of how the storytelling motif lines up with other aspects of the season (and where it could be leading) until now.

This Is a Story

As showrunner Noah Hawley said in a GQ interview:

“But it was exciting to go back to the movie after four years for the first time to really say, Well, let's look at the movie and let's riff on it, and do what I call a game of telephone with the movie, which is if you give two writers the assignment to write movies about a man who kidnaps his wife, this season is a different writer's version of the same story.”

This season, perhaps more than any other, has drawn frequent attention to the fact that it's a story, starting with Lorraine telling Dot to "write your own pulp fiction."

Munch tells Roy, "A man has only so many words in his lifetime. For us, there are very few left." Sounds like something a book character would say as the pages start to run out.

Danish tells Roy that he can make the other Roy Tillmans disappear "as quick as I made them." Sounds like something an author would say before killing off a character... which is what this story's author does in that very scene.

Then there's the fact that the opening text ("This is a true story.") is written in Times New Roman font, as if it's being typed on a computer or printed in a book.

What's especially interesting is that this season doesn't seem to be a finished story, but rather a work in progress. Whoever the writer is, they're apparently indecisive about formatting and plot points, and lazy about fact-checking. And their writing is downright clunky at times.

The spacing of the opening text's final line ("Out of respect for the dead...") differs between episodes. Sometimes it's single-spaced, and sometimes it's double-spaced.

In 5x05, "The Tiger," we're suddenly given a title card calling the episode "Chapter Five," and a narrator is introduced. This concept is dropped in the next episode.

Then there are all the continuity errors and inconsistencies. First it seems like Roy hired Munch, and Munch brought Donny into things. But later, Gator says he found Donny, who apparently brought Munch into it.

The amount of time since Dot ran away from Roy is also unclear. Roy says she hid from him for "nine, ten years" (Wouldn't he remember? Or is it the author who can't decide?), but the FBI agents tell Indira she went missing eleven years ago.

Characters travel great distances, sometimes hundreds of miles, in hardly any time -- often on foot. Other times, characters don't seem to even know where they are. In 5x08, Roy seems to know the nurse at the hospital and says he's sheriff of the county, but Witt says later that the hospital is "outside Bismarck," which isn't even close to Stark County.

And perhaps the biggest oversight of the entire season is the fact that Wayne is magically electrocuted by exposed wires on the windowsill... while the power is out in the entire house.

In 5x04, the author makes some awkward word choices. Roy describes Baylor Maze as "sitting there in his easy chair, taking it easy." About a minute after Witt says that "ghosts don't photograph," Lorraine talks in a voiceover about a minivan "giving up the ghost."

And perhaps most noticeable of all, Lorraine and Dot bicker at the hospital about Scotty staying in a hotel after the fire. Seconds later, Lorraine asks for service and a nurse tells her, "This isn't a hotel." Weird analogy. Why not a restaurant?

As a writer, these moments stood out to me. If I were proofreading this episode, I'd probably change a couple of those words, so as not to be repetitive. But maybe this story's author hasn't gotten to the proofreading stage yet.

We've Got Our Own Reality

Some would say that all of these examples are simply oversights or continuity errors on the part of Noah Hawley and his co-writers. But what if they're not? What if they were placed there intentionally to show that we're witnessing various drafts of a story, strung together in such a way that we hardly notice anything is off?

A recurring motif this season has been the concept of different realities. The show has even invoked the idea of a time loop, through dialogue like "loop's closed" and "circle back," and by using the song "I Got You, Babe," which plays at the start of each loop in Groundhog Day. It's as if we're seeing moments from different loops (or drafts), in which things are slightly different.

Playing on the idea of multiple realities, this season has also felt the most removed from the rest of the series. So far, there have been no direct connections to past seasons or returning characters. Even the opening text changes "the events depicted" (as we've seen in Seasons 1-4) to "the following events."

Danish tells Witt, "We've got our own reality." What if he's talking about the characters in this season? Who is writing their story? Is it someone who already exists in the universe of the movie (and by extension the rest of the series), and therefore Season 5 takes place in a fictional universe within that universe?

See @tdciago's recent post for more about that idea, and who the author might be.

It's the Crossroads

So what does all of this mean for the rest of the season? Well, what if the "work in progress" nature of the story becomes unmistakable in the final episode(s)? What if this season has three different endings, like a choose your own adventure story?

Maybe the season finale will be "where three roads meet," with the roads being the different versions of the story we've been watching. Why three roads, you ask? Because this season appears to be referencing the story of Oedipus Rex.

Gator's official character description says he has "daddy issues up there with Oedipus Rex’s." Notably, Oedipus kills his biological father at a crossroads where three roads meet. We've already seen some possible foreshadowing of a similar event this season, including Roy's use of the word "crossroads" in 5x04.

The number three has also shown up this season, particularly in 5x08. Danish convinces three men to change their names to Roy Tillman, and the first is number 313 at the court; Dot tells Roy there's a three-day minimum for ordering an ice cream cake for Scotty's birthday; she also tells him, "third time's a charm" about his marriages; Danish gets gas at pump 3.

Many viewers seem to agree that Roy should end up dead by the end of the season, but they don't all agree on who should do it. The show has already seemed to foreshadow Roy's death at the hands of both Dot (theory here) and Gator (theory here).

Maybe we'll get to see both of those deaths, plus a third option where he causes his own demise, or he ends up in prison. Maybe we'll see other characters (like Dot or Munch) die in one version of events, but survive in another -- because the author is just as indecisive about about what should happen as the viewers are.

The Lady, or the Tiger?

Will we ever know which one is the final draft? Probably not. Another story referenced this season is "The Lady, or the Tiger?" The story ends with a man choosing one of two doors. Behind one is a tiger. Behind the other is a lady for him to marry. We never find out what's behind the door he chooses.

This season has referenced the story in a few ways, the most obvious being the repeated references to Dot as a tiger. But there are other details that point to "The Lady, or the Tiger?" in particular.

In 5x01, we see two paintings behind Indira as she sits at her dining table. In the painting on the left is a lady with flowers on her head. On the right is a tiger.

5x05, "The Tiger," obviously contains a number of references to tigers. But it also features several uses of the word "lady": Vivian Dugger calls Lorraine "lady" at lunch; Roy said he caught Dugger with a "lady of the evening"; the narrator refers to Dot as a "lady tiger"; and Lars tells Indira, "Babe, there's a lady in our kitchen."

Will this season be as "insoluble" as "The Lady, or the Tiger?" Or is Dot right that "third time's a charm," and the third option will be the official one? Can we really even declare one version the official version, when it's all made up anyway?

By the end of the season, will we be the authors, choosing whichever version of events is most satisfying to us? To borrow a phrase from Linda, which truth is the true truth?

#fargo #fargo fx #fargo season 5 #fargo spoilers #season 5 #my posts

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mayhem24-7forever · 3 months ago

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My Misc. Movies/TV/Video Games/Books/Actors Edits Masterlist

Movies

Twisters

Tyler Owens and Kate Carter - Die With A Smile - Lady Gaga and Bruno Mars - X

Inglourious Basterds

Nazi Killing - Heathens - Twenty One Pilots - X

Hugo and Wicki - Okay - Chase Atlantic - X

Jurassic Park

Alan and the Murphy Kids - I’ll Look After You - The Fray - X

A Quiet Place Series

Sam and Eric (A Quiet Place Day One) - Car’s Outside - James Arthur - X

Frodo the Cat (A Quiet Place Day One) - We R Who We R - Kesha - X

Mad Max Series

Furiosa and Praetorian Jack (Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga) - Joyride - Kesha - X

Furiosa and Praetorian Jack (Furiosa: A Max Max Saga) - Champagne Coast - Blood Orange - X

Terminator Series

Sarah Connor and Kyle Reese - Dynasty - Miia - X

Alien Series

Ellen Ripley and Dwayne Hicks - Everything I Wanted - Billie Eilish - X

Harry Potter Series

Neville Longbottom - Driver’s License/Praying - Olivia Rodrigo/Kesha - X

Harry Potter and Sirius Black - Till Forever Falls Apart - Ashe & FINNEAS - X

Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger - Wait - M83 - X

Anne of Green Gables

Anne Shirley and Gilbert Blythe - In My Veins - Andrew Belle - X

Anne Shirley and Gilbert Blythe - Seven Years x Latch - Lukas Graham/Sam Smith - X

The Gray Man

Court Gentry and Claire Fitzroy - Armor - Landon Austin - X

Uncharted

Nathan Drake - Sweater Weather x After Dark - The Neighbourhood and Mr Kitty (Mashup by Cole Russo) - X

Video Games

Uncharted Series

The Brothers Drake - Wings - Birdy - X

The Musketeers

Athos - imgonnagetyouback - Taylor Swift - X

American Horror Story: Apocalypse

Michael Langdon - Blame - Bastille - X

Michael Langdon - Sweet But Psycho - Ava Max - X

Fargo

Gator Tillman - Heartbeat - Childish Gambino - X

9-1-1

Buddie and Christopher - Welcome Home, Son - Radical Face - X

Chimney and Buck - Why - Bazzi - X

General 9-1-1 - Game of Survival - Ruelle - X

9-1-1: Lone Star

Tarlos - Halo/Fire Meet Gasoline - Sia and Beyoncé - X

TK Strand - Feel Your Love - NYQUILL - X

Books

Beasts of the Briar Series by Elizabeth Helen Concept Trailer - Swan Lake Epic Trailer Version - Hidden Citizens - X

Actors

Joe Mazzello - Void - The Neighbourhood - X

Freddie Stroma (Cormac McLaggen, Luke from Pitch Perfect and Adrian Chase) - Montero (Call Me By Your Name) x the hub theme song - Lil Nas X (Mashup by Jude McLachlan) - X

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Link to my masterlist of edit masterlists - X

PLEASE let me know if a link isn’t working or is incorrect! I don’t know how mobile friendly this is so I’m sorry if you can only access on desktop! Remember that I always take requests so don’t be afraid to slide into my inbox with an ask or message! - Jo

#jo's edits #jo's stuff

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themovieblogonline · 1 year ago

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New photos emerge for Fargo Season Five!

Fargo Season Five is premiering on November 21st. The 1996 movie of the same name directed by the Coen brothers and starring Frances McDormand & William H. Macy has a huge following. The film boasts exceptional reviews to boot, fans highly anticipated the first season of Fargo in 2014. They wondered if it could be on the same creative level as the classic movie. Fargo Season One was an incredible addition to the world of Fargo. Featuring a stacked cast, including Martin Freeman & Billy Bob Thornton at the forefront, season one put out fantastic performances. Its quirky, deceptive, and mysterious crime drama approach in an icy setting captivated viewers. Fargo Season One went on to win a vast amount of awards, and rightly so. So much so, that the show was renewed and more seasons followed. The interesting concept about Fargo, is each season is set in a different location and era, with a new cast to hold it up. That’s right, the show is an anthology series. It's an anthology in the same vein as True Detective, for example. Ultimately though, everything that happens leads back to Fargo, North Dakota. With the colder seasons ahead, what better time to look forward to season five of this ice-cold show? Fargo Season Five is premiering this November 21st on FX. The ten-episode season will again feature a massive cast. From Jon Hamm (Mad Men), Joe Keery (Stranger Things), and Juno Temple (Ted Lasso). Set in 2019, you should be prepared for another unpredictable trip. This Season housewife Dorothy Lyon (Juno Temple) ends up getting into trouble with North Dakota Sheriff, Roy Tillman (Jon Hamm). Tillman’s son Gator (Joe Keery) constantly tries to prove his worth to Tillman, but it seems as though he isn’t up to his standard. And, from this, Tillman enlists the help of Ole Munch (Sam Spruell). Without giving too much away, it looks like Dorothy is escaping a dark past, and as the show goes on, we can certainly expect secrets to reveal themselves. If the past seasons are anything to go by, then we are once again in for a detailed, and exciting plot, that’s held up by a diverse, and highly capable cast. So, how excited are you for season five of Fargo, and what would you like to see from it? Read the full article

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wroteclassicaly · 1 year ago

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Gator using his pocket knife to cut off your lingerie, old music from his record player flowing through the humid air (him and those damned oldies).

“Darlin, you think I care how expensive this is? I own the body that’s in it. Can do whatever-the-fuck that I want, you understandin’ me?”

#kristenwrites #gator tillman #gator tillman x you #gator tillman x female reader #gator tillman x fem!reader #gator tillman x reader #gator tillman x y/n #gator tillman concept #gator tillman concepts #gator tillman headcanon #gator tillman headcanons #gator tillman imagine #gator tillman imagines

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wroteclassicaly · 11 months ago

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Below, you will find my complete Gator Tillman masterlist! It includes prompts, drabbles, series, one-shots, concepts, headcanons, and MORE!

* Copyright @wroteclassicaly - Do NOT redistribute, post to another platform, translate, or plagiarize my work (this includes AI) — under any circumstances! Reblogs, comments/feedback are ALWAYS appreciated! *

* Note: I do NOT claim ownership for the tv/movie universes I write about, or their established characters! *

Joe Keery Characters Masterlist

My library blog

Main Masterlist

Key:

❤️‍🔥 = smut

💔 = angst, depression, & anger

💝 = fluff & comfort

Series titles are in bold red

Appropriate warnings and tags will ALWAYS be added!

Bravado - (One-Shot) ❤️‍🔥💝

Gator doesn’t hesitate - (Imagine/concept) ❤️‍🔥

Gator shows you who owns you - (Imagine/blurb/concept/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Gator cutting off your lingerie - (Concept/headcanon/imagine)

Gator ‘interrogating you’ - (Drabble/blurb) ❤️‍🔥

Gator eager to please you - (Imagine/concept) ❤️‍🔥

Gator fucking you when he gets home and you’re on your knees waiting/cockwarming him - (Collab via ask & Drabble/blurb) ❤️‍🔥

Fallin’ For His Darlin’ - (One-Shot/drabble/blurb) ❤️‍🔥💝

Gator pulling you over - (Drabble/blurb) ❤️‍🔥

Riding Gator - (Drabble/blurb) ❤️‍🔥

Gator arrests you - (Imagine/blurb/drabble)

Gator vaping after eating you out - (Imagine) ❤️‍🔥

Gator making you squirt - (Blurb/imagine) ❤️‍🔥

Submissive to Gator - (Imagine) ❤️‍🔥

Softness with Gator - (Imagine) 💝

Gator spits in your mouth - (Blurb/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Pick You Up At 7 - (One-shot) 💝❤️‍🔥💔

Sit Down - (One-shot) ❤️‍🔥

Best-friend x Gator - (Drabble/blurb) 💔

Gator addicted to your chest - (Drabble/blurb)

Dad Gator - (Headcanons) 💝

Gator benching - (Imagine)

Having a baby with best-friend Gator - (Blurb/drabble) 💝

Telling Gator you love him - (Blurb/drabble) 💝❤️‍🔥

Fireworks w/ best-friend Gator - (Blurb/drabble) 💝❤️‍🔥

Public sex w/ Gator - (One-Shot) ❤️‍🔥

Gator is your home - (Blurb/drabble) 💝

Just this once - (Blurb/drabble) ❤️‍🔥

Just some comfort - (Blurb/drabble) 💝

Like A Wildflower - (One-Shot) 💔❤️‍🔥

There’s Always Been A Point To You

Chapter One - (coming SOON)

#kristenwrites #my writing #my work #gator tillman #fargo #fargo fx #fargo season 5 #fargo s5 #fargo fanfic #fargo fanfiction #fargo fic #gator tillman fic #gator tillman fanfiction #gator tillman fanfic #gator tillman x reader #gator tillman x you #gator tillman x y/n

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wroteclassicaly · 1 year ago

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Below, you will find my complete Joe Keery Characters masterlist! It includes prompts, drabbles, series, one-shots, concepts, headcanons, and MORE! The character of Steve Harrington (as well as the ships I ship him in/write for) will have an individual masterlist, the rest will be listed below, and as they are written!

Note: Gator Tillman will also have an individual masterlist!

* Note: I do NOT claim ownership for the tv/movie universes I write about, or their established characters! *

Stranger Things Masterlist

My library blog

Main Masterlist

Key:

❤️‍🔥 = smut

💔 = angst, depression, & anger

💝 = fluff & comfort

Series titles are in bold red

Appropriate warnings and tags will ALWAYS be added!

Steve Harrington Masterlist (Part 1)

Steve Harrington Masterlist (Part 2)

Gator Tillman Masterlist

Steddie Masterlist

Harringrove Masterlist

Stoncy Masterlist

Kurt Kunkle

(coming SOON)

Keys

(coming SOON)

Baron

Bumping into Baron - (Drabble/blurb) 💝

Sean Lockwood

(coming SOON)

Teacake

(coming SOON)

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wroteclassicaly · 6 years ago

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💘 Individual Masterlists: 💘

Eddie Munson (Part 1)

Eddie Munson (Part 2)

Steve Harrington (Part 1)

Steve Harrington (Part 2)

Michael Langdon

Steddie

Joe Keery Characters

Joseph Quinn Characters

Gator Tillman

Cody Fern Characters

Bridgerton

Note: This might miss a few things, I’m not sure. Below you will find my works, such as the following; Drabbles, prompts, headcanons, requests, current things I’m working on/updates on them, WIPS, finished fics, tags, kinks, blurbs, paragraphs, imagines, etc. Search my blog for any tag if you’re curious if I’m into that fandom or not! I try to tag most things!

* Note: I do NOT claim ownership for the tv/movie universes I write about, or their established characters! *

IMPORTANT: Blog rules

My AO3

My fanfiction.net

My pinned post/navigation is here

Check out my library blog, for updates on my fics and reblogs of my work (included past & present), plus MORE!

Coming Soon < be sure to check this page out, as it has all of my upcoming works! ^_^

Anything involving my writing, I tag it under: #kristenwrites

Tag me: #wroteclassicaly

For my fic recs/author recs, see this list, & the tags #kristen’s fic recs, #kristen’s author recs

Fluff, smut, hurt, and comfort will all be tagged in the warnings of each fic, & in the individual masterlists!

REQUEST RULES: I reserve the right to turn down whatever subject matter I am uncomfortable writing for! I ask that you keep it to a certain line and don’t cross into violent or grossly weird territory, please!

* My askbox is ALWAYS open for any questions! ;)

Mini prompts, kink hour/day scenarios, paragraph kinks, some other stuff, it will be tagged - just search for it!

*New stuff is coming SOON!

** MY REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!!!! **

I write for the following fandoms:

(includes x reader inserts and canon, non-canon pairings)

Supernatural

Stranger Things

Angel

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

American Horror Story

The Walking Dead

Shameless

Bridgerton

and more! (Like I said, just ask!)

* (NOTE: I can't tag these with links, so just search for the following words on my blog: kink hour, kink day, paragraph kinks) There, you will find additional fics, one-shots, drabbles, ideas, and more! *

I host Kink Hour (where you send me your filthiest, kinky thoughts for one hour)

I host Kink Day (all day kink)

Paragraph Kinks (you give me a kink and I can only write a one paragraph drabble)

Angst Hour & Fluff Hour (where you give me your angsty or fluffy thoughts for one hour)

For the rest of my paragraph kinks, mini prompts, and drabbles, some things I might’ve missed, search the tags for them on my blog.

Important tags/search these tags : michael langdon x you, michael langdon x reader, michael langdon, paragraph kinks, kink hour, kink day, kristenwrites, jim mason x you, jim mason, jim mason x reader, duncan shepherd, duncan shepherd x reader, duncan shepherd x you, duncan shepherd x reader x michael langdon, duncan shepherd x reader x michael langdon x jim mason, andy dolan x reader, andy dolan x you, xavier plympton x reader, xavier plympton x you, jack kline x reader, jack kline x you, dean winchester x reader, dean winchester x you, steve harrington x you, steve harrington x reader, eddie munson x you, eddie munson x reader, eddie munson x reader steve harrington, eddie munson x you x steve harrington, eddie munson drabble, eddie munson angst, eddie munson fluff, eddie munson smut, steve harrington smut, steve harrington fluff, steve harrington angst, steve harrington prompt, steve harrington drabble, eddie munson drabble, eddie munson headcanons, eddie munson headcanon, eddie munson concepts, steve harrington concepts, stranger things concepts, steddie concepts, billy hargrove x reader, billy hargrove x you, harringrove x reader, harringrove x you, eddie munson imagine, steve harrington imagine, kurt kunkle x you, kurt kunkle x reader, tom grant x you, tom grant x reader, gator tillman you, gator tillman x reader

Pretty much look up any character I write for, with these tags:

x y/n

x female reader

x fem!reader

imagine/imagines

concept/concepts

headcanon/headcanons

x you

x reader

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Note: If you can’t find a specific tag, or you wanna know if I have written for a specific fandom/character - drop me an ask!

* Note: Every Friday I will have a spotlight day, which highlights a different author and fic, so we can all check out some amazing new content from lots of people in our community here! The selected fic and author can be found in the weekly post, that I am going to link in my pinned post/my navigation! If you have a certain author/fic in mind—feel free to please send them to my inbox!