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Joe Keery and his nail bats

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#and the biggest emmy nomination snub goes to

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Joe Keery as Gator Tillman Fargo, 5:07, Linda

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Girl dinner

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JOE KEERY as GATOR TILLMAN

Fargo | 5.02: Trials and Tribulations

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JOE KEERY as GATOR TILLMAN in FARGO (2023) 5.02 "Trials and Tribulations"

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I'm sorry. It's ok. It's over now.

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Joe Keery as Gator Tillman Fargo, Season 5

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From bad guy to the sweetest boy

Joe acting is just amazing

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FARGO SEASON 5

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JOE KEERY as GATOR TILLMAN in FARGO (2023) 5.02 "Trials and Tribulations"

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"Kiss me you fucking redneck"

8 for the writing prompt- whatever pairing you wanna write for. 🥰

Yayyyy, have some more Caligator cause the brain rot refuses to leave me alone. This can be read to go with my fic, or a one shot.

Number 8 Kiss me, I can't wait any longer.

Being closeted in a tiny Midwestern town sucked, what sucked worse was Gator fucking Tillman’s insane obsession with him. Billy just wanted to go home after his shift at the mechanic shop. Just wanted to ice his tender shoulder and crawl into bed.

But there were the flashing lights in his rear view mirror, and Gator with a shit eating grin in the SUV Billy and Benny had just finished fixing. Billy groaned and pulled his Camaro over into the gravel shoulder. Billy could see his trailer from his spot on the dead end road.

“What the fuck does he want?” Billy muttered to himself as he put both hands on the wheel.

There wasn't another house or trailer on the dead end street, the closest one being back up the road about two miles. Shifting in the seat Billy started to wonder why the fuck the hotter than sin Deputy was even there… unless Gator was waiting for him.

Heart hammering in his chest Billy tried to think. Did he do something? Billy couldn't think, couldn't remember. All his bills were paid for the month, no tickets, he wasn't speeding, there was no possible reason for Gator Tillman to be walking over to his car with all the lights off on the SUV.

“Get outta the car, Billy.” Gator said as he closed the distance between the cars. “And kill the engine.”

Taking a steadying breath Billy turned the car off, opened the door and stepped out. Billy whirled when he heard Gator's footsteps right behind him. A gasp escaped his lips as Gator pressed into his space, trapping Billy between the open door and the Gator's body. Going ramrod straight Billy held his breath as they stood there for a long moment, nearly chest to chest. 

Swallowing hard Billy watched the way Gator's eyes tracked the bob of his throat. Tillman inched his head forward a little closer to Billy's and his skin heated, a flush spreading across his whole body. Gator’s eyes dipped down, stopping less than an inch from Billy lips. The anticipation was making Billy light headed, his chest rising and falling too quickly as something deep in his body ached.

The deputy put one hand on the top of the door and leaned into the Camaro. Flicking the headlights off Gator grabbed the keys from the ignition and pocketed them as he straightened. The only light came from the Camaro overhead, as signal that the door was still open. Suddenly Billy's stomach bottomed out, panic starting to rise as Gator smirked right in Billy's face. 

“Ya know why I pulled ya over?” Gator asked with his thick accent. 

“Becau-” Billy licked his lips and swallowed hard. “Because you're a dick?” Billy asked, voice shaking.

The dim light highlighted Gator's darkening eyes perfectly, it showed his smirk drop and his tongue lick across his teeth. Billy really should learn how to shut the fuck up.

“Funny. Yer a real funny guy aren't ya, Bills.” Gator asked, no humor in his voice. 

“I-” Billy started but Gator grabbed Billy's shirt and hauled him out of the place logged between the door and the cab of the Camaro. 

Billy stumbled forward then fell straight into the ground, gravel digging into his palms as he tried to keep his face from hitting the pavement. Billy scrambled forward, his feet sliding as he tried and failed to get up. Gator's hands were on Billy's arms hauling him up and making Billy cry out as pain shot up his shoulder. 

Once Billy was on his feet again Gator had him slammed up against the trunk of the Camaro. Billy's back was against his car, his body bending at an odd angle his flush with Gator's as he loomed over him. 

Gator grabbed Billy's jaw, and pulled him in close, so close Billy could feel Gator's breath in his lips. Up on his elbows Billy willed his body to calm, willed himself not to pant, not to watch Gator’s lips, not to let arousal betray his desperation. 

It had been so fucking long since Billy had been touched, and even longer since he'd manhandled. Clenching his jaw, Billy fought to keep his groan locked away, but Gator's smug face told Billy that Tillman already clocked it. 

“Well, well, well,” Gator tisked as he pressed his hips even harder into Billy's less than subtle erection. “Ya like getting tossed ‘round do ya?”

Billy spread his thighs and Gator growled. 

“Kiss me already, I can't fucking wait any more you piece of shit hick.” Billy hissed.

Gator did as he was told, his mouth crashing into Billy's so hard their teeth clacked together. Wrapping his legs around Gator’s waist Billy ground himself against Gator's cock getting a delicious moan in return. The deputy lifted Billy and carried him over to the SUV, he slammed Billy against the frame long enough to open the back door and shove Billy down into the seats. 

Billy fumbled to kick his boots off, he pulled off his shirt and unbuttoned his pants, Gator had backed away just enough to give them room while he unbuckled his pants and worked on getting his cock free. Billy had gotten his jeans halfway off his hips when Gator flipped him over and grabbed a bottle of lube from somewhere. 

Billy was bent over the back seats, knees on the floor of the back seat, Gator's cock pressing against his tight unprepared hole. Grinding his teeth at the burn and ache of the intrusion Billy groaned. 

“Fuck, ya so fuckin tight Bills.” Gator moaned as he rubbed little circles into Billy's hips. 

Billy actively worked on relaxing his body, he licked his lips as Gator pushed in deep and kissed Billy's shoulders. The feel easing some of the tension and Gator must have felt it because he kissed him again and again, till Billy's body was trembling. Those feather light kisses such a beautiful contrast to the pain making Billy moan and slacken against the seats. 

Gator reached around to Billy's cock and started stroking in time to his thrusts. Quickly Billy was reduced to a writhing, whimpering puddle ready to cum across the leather. Gator shifted angling Billy's hips into a position that had Gator’s cock hitting that sweet spot inside him. 

Suddenly it was a completely different type of pleasure and Gator had to stuff something into Billy's mouth to keep him quiet. Billy could feel the rising orgasm, knew Gator was reaching his peak too when the deputy's movement became more frantic. They came together, Gator slowing his pace so they could ride the orgasm. 

“Kiss me you fucking redneck,” Billy muttered and Gator chuckled before grabbing Billy by the throat and yanking him up so Gator could kiss him again.