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Every now and then I log back onto this account that I created back in 7th grade. And it amazes me how creative I was with my writing. I don’t even know if I could still write so descriptively. Since then I’ve dropped out of school to Pursue my work and am in the process of buying my dream home (I’m seventeen) the things I was going through while I was writing five for y’all was tremendous and so traumatic but seeing as what creativity came out of it is just beautiful. To everyone else it’s just a silly little story to me it was the only way I could escape the reality of my home life. Hanging with the pogues. I fell in love with “the pogues” through everyone’s tics and my own to where thinking about them literally just feels like thinking about a friend. Anyway I love you guys who have still read and followed my fics and continue to write yourself!! I support you all!!!

🌼/Craziest sex story/🌼

(JohnB x Reader x Sarah Cameron)

Requested by : @angel45-pop

Summary:The pogues spend the night smoking and cracking jokes.Y/n shares a low key embarrassing story.

Pairing: Pogues x platonic!Reader,John B x Reader x Sarah Cameron(Poly relationship)

Warning:swearing,smoking;),smut,fluff

Word count:1815

A/n:This is my first time writing smut (sorry if it’s bad)but I enjoyed every minute of it;).Thank you,love for requesting this!My request are open everyone!

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“Okay,but hear me out..”

“If dogs don’t understand what we’re saying..then when we apologize...they don’t understand,like y’know?”

I stare out onto the water thinking about what to say next.

“Okay so think about it this way! The other day I got up to piss,and I didn’t know my dog was right beside the bed; I legitimately punted him across the room,I tried to apologize but I feel like he thought I got up just to kick the fuck outta him.”

JJ inhales the smoke from the thick blunt that restlessly settled between his index and thumb,staring and nodding along as if he wasn’t in another universe.

“Y’know?” I gesture toward the group hearing a few responses of “yea,totally.”and “for sure.”

JJ passes me the blunt almost dropping it causing me to giggle at his clumsy state.

I rest my Hand on John B’s thigh as he holds Sarah’s hand fondling with the bracelets on her wrist

“Oh,yeah.this shit hits good.” I whisper enjoying the feeling of smoke filling my lungs with a nice burn.

“Right?” JJ points toward the blunt smiling giddily at the four of us looking for agreements.

I lean into John B turning on my side after hitting the blunt a few times and passing it back.

I peck his lips smiling up at him as he wraps his arms around me tracing circles on my back.

“Hey wheres my kisses and cuddles?”Sarah pokes her lips out at me making me lean over John B to give her a kiss.

I grab her hand to lead her to the other side of me,she sits down and wraps her arms around me as well.John B kisses both of our heads happy to be in the presence of the two.

“Y/n,I thought you were grounded for that one thing?” Pope says.

“Oh yea,right,that one thing...I’m supposed to know what you’re talking about?”

“Oh my gosh,How do you forget-“

“Wait what’d you do?” JJ begins

“Shoups car.”

My eyes light up at the memory brought back into my mind,as I try and stifle my laughter.

“Ohhh,Okay. so it’s not even a big deal,..I spray painted Shoups police car ,in big red letters ‘fucc 12’.”

The group erupts into laughter at my rebellious actions

Kies laughing dies down as she looks at me smirking. “That still doesn’t explain how you got to come considering you’re grounded.” She manages to push out trying not to laugh thinking about what I did.

“My dad says if I came out tonight,then I would had to write an apology letter to Shoup himself.”

I roll my eyes at the thought of writing an apology I don’t even mean.

“Do you reg- “

“Not one bit”

I cut Sarah off quickly knowing what she’s going to ask.Sarah passes the blunt to me as it had been passed around a few times already through out the conversation.

I inhale enjoying the silence that is soon interrupted by my phone's notification.

My babys💍💕(gc)

JB🤤: My girls are looking beautiful tonight🤤🥵

I look up to Sarah and John B with a confused expression as to why he’s texting when we’re right here.He winks at me as Sarah giggles at the message.

“Woah,what’s goin on here love birds”JJ

“Guys why are you on your phones we’re trying to converse” Pope looks at us annoyed.

“Nothin,I ju-“

Another notification pops up bringing me to lift my phone to see the message.

My babys 💍💕

Sarah Pooh🐻🥵: I can’t stop thinking about all the dirty things I want to do to you guys right now;)

I could faintly hear the sound of what seems to be the five talking about how a T. rex would drink soup.

I place a blanket over the three of us as I begin to get a bit chilly being out on the HMS pogue during the cold night.

“Do you guys...think we’ll be friends when we’re adults?”

“I’m an adult.”JJ says matterfactly as if he’s not a high school student

“Ya don’t act like one.” Pope mutters out as JJ playfully glares at the boy.

“No I mean like,when we have kids,type adults.”

I ponder in thought at the deep question in hopes we will.

“You mean when WE,have kids.”

John B says making a circling gesture towards his two lovely girlfriends,that I happen to be one of.

The group makes fake gagging noises at the three of us as Sarah winks at me.

“I can’t stop thinking about all the dirty things I want to do to you guys right now”

I shivere at the thought of what would happen when we finally headed back to the chateau.

I squeeze my legs together as I begin to feel the pool of arousal between my thighs;The simple movement not going unnoticed by the girl and boy I couldn’t stop thinking about.

John B places his hand on my thigh,I look over to Sarah noticing she’s done the same to my other thigh.I get goosebumps at the simple contact of skin on skin.

I’m quickly brought out of my thoughts by JJ

“Tell em Y/n!”

“I’m sorry,what exactly am I telling them?”

“Never mind,So anyway,when we snuck in we thought we could get away with all the candy and drinks we had shoved in her duffel bag,but”

My train of thought was once again brought back to Sarah’s earlier words.John B's fingers tracing light figure 8’s on the inside of my thigh was certainly not helping at the moment.

I began to think about what had happened earlier that week.

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“Deeper!” I moaned directed towards John b as I tried to focus on Sarah’s dripping pussy above my face.I begin licking and sucking on her sensitive bud with my tongue

Sarah’s light moans bringing me towards my release.John B picks up the pace hitting my sensitive spot deep inside of me.

“You girls are doing so good.” John B manages to get out in between thrust;Only causing the two of us to moan louder in pleasure of the words dripping from the boys mouth.

“I’m gonna cum” Sarah says beginning to speed up the pace as she rides my face.

“Not yet pretty girl.” I get out as my legs begin to shake violently.I clench around John B’s length feeling the coil in my stomach grow tighter.

“Always so tight, aren’t you baby?” My lips are torn away from Sarah’s clit as I can’t help the moan that escapes my lips.

“Baby I can't hold on any longer” Sarah pants as she starts to violently buck her hips making my tongue slip into her dripping core.

“Cum beautiful” John B says as he kisses the girl that is near centimeters away.

“Me too.” I buck my hips in an upward motion meeting the boys thrust while bringing my lips back to the girls core.

Juices drip down my chin as Sarah finally cums all over my face moaning loudly as she rides out the rest of her high.

John B’s, what was once a steady rhythm,began thrusting sloppily.Sarah switches positions and begins kissing my neck leaving marks all over as she rubs my clit with her index and middle finger bringing me closer to the edge.

“Almost there.” John B speeds up his thrust as I scream out in pleasure finally reaching my high; Sarah still rubbing my clit.

My legs shake harder then they have before and tears brim my eyes as John B releases into me.

I began to shake and cry loudly at the immense pleasure.

John B pulls out and they both begin trying to calm me down.

“Hey hey,you’re okay.”

“We got you baby.”

They say as they sit up wrapping themselves in the sheets cuddling with me in the middle.

I soon calm down and control my breathing as I begin to giggle,the others join in asking what got me to the verge of tears.

“I don’t know,it was just such a good orgasm.then next thing I knew I had tears running down my face ” I say in between giggles.

———

“Craziest sex story,go!” JJ says to the group waiting to hear what we had to say.

“Popes a virgin.”I say as I’m brought out of thought by the sentence.resulting in Pope throwing his empty water bottle at me.

“Okay,so everyone else then.” JJ says just wanting to hear some crazy stories.

“This one time I ended up crying after I orgasmed cus it was just so good.”I say as I get up to grab JJ’s little red box so I could roll a new blunt.

Sarah and John B look at eachother knowingly trying to hide their smirks.

“Wait..you cried,like sobbing? Or just some little tears?”

“No like full blown sobbing,before he even pulled out.”

I glance over to John B as he winks at me, and Sarah giggles at my face.

“Bro,really,dude...You guys know we’re present,we can see your little gestures.”

Pope states disgusted as everyone else catches on to the fact it was the two before them that had done the amazing works of pleasuring me.

“What?!” I say laughing like a maniac at the fact we’d been caught.

“Grosssss!”

“I second that ‘gross’.”

“Way to go John B and Sarah!” JJ chuckles leaning forward to high five the two as they grin widely.

“I haven’t really had any weird experiences to be honest.” Kie states blankly as I light up the blunt I had previously rolled,inhaling and passing it to her.

“Yea me neither.” The rest state.

“Y’all are so boring,bro I swear to God I’m the only cool one here.” I roll my eyes playfully teasing the group as I attempt at dodging their glaring eyes.

“I’m kiddddddingggg.”I say in between laughs

———

I get off the boat helping Sarah and kie while letting the rest do whatever it is they were doing.

I begin walking back towards the door of the chateau but being stopped by Sarah pushing me up against a tree kissing and sucking lightly on my neck.

She trails up to my ear before whispering.

“Go tell the others were headed to bed.”

She lifts her head a few centimeters away from mine,pecking my lips and smacking my butt.

I walk over to The rest of the group on the dock whispering into John B’s ear before turning to the rest of the group.

“Hey guys sorry to bring the fun to an end but we're kinda tired, so the three of us are going to head to bed.”I wink at John B and grab his hand leading him toward the porch.

“Saw that!” Kie yells out giggling at our inability to be Subtle.

“Hey,Y/n!”

I turn around at the sound of JJs voice.

“Try not to cry this time!” He says trying not to laugh at his own little joke.

I flip him off hearing the rest of the group laughing

“You just mad I’m getting more pussy than you!” I yell out to the blonde boy.Before heading into the chateau with John B’s hand still in mine.

A/n:thank you to everyone that has made me feel comfortable enough to start writing and just supporting my fics❤️

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I laughed so many time at this 😭😭

Question…?

Pairing: Peter Parker x best friend!Reader

Synopsis: Peter accidentally sends you mixed signals when he kisses you for the first time then stands you up

Masterlist

You and Peter laid opposite ways on his bed so you could face each other while doing some chemistry homework together. Peter had stopped paying attention to his homework around ten minutes ago and was now just doodling in between looking up to sneak glances at you.

“What did you get for number 9?”

“Um, I got 13.” Peter stopped doodling and read from his page.

“What? How? I got a negative 658.”

“How did you possibly get that?” Peter laughed and stretched his neck to see your work.

“I don’t know. I hate math.” You whined and drew your knees to your forehead. Peter couldn’t help but stare at your bare legs that stemmed from the little lounge shorts you had on. Peter was usually pretty good at keeping his feelings for you to himself, but when you wore things like that, it became significantly harder to contain himself.

“Stop staring at my legs, perv.” You said without looking up from the problem you were doing. Peter blushed a deep red and quickly looked away, panicking now that you had caught what he had been doing.

“I wasn’t.” He lied and pretended he was looking at his notebook the whole time.

“Yes you were.” You smirked and looked up. “Perv.”

“You’re the perv who keeps looking at my feet in these tight little socks.” Peter joked as he rubbed his foot on your leg, making you gag.

“Ew. Get that off of me. And what are you implying, mister?” You laughed and hit his foot with your notebook.

“That you have a foot fetish and everyone knows.” Peter shrugged.

“I do not. And even if I did, you think I’d be attracted to your nasty feet? You don’t even wash your legs in the shower.”

“How do you even remember that? I told you that in like eight grade.” Peter laughed and felt secretly pleased that you remembered such a random detail.

“Ninth grade.” You corrected. “And I remember everything, bitch.”

“Oh yeah? Then do you remember when you had a crush on our drivers Ed teacher that year?” Peter smiled teasingly and put his notebook down.

“Oh yeah.” You laughed. “Mr. Whiler. That dude was double handsome. His eyes were Spotify green and he smelled like sandalwood.”

“Remember that time he wore his shirt unbuttoned and you looked over at him so many times that you rear ended a priest?” Peter asked and rested his chin on your knees.

“It wasn’t a priest. It was a Eucharistic minister. And I barely tapped his car.” You scoffed and flicked his forehead.

“Barely tapped? His whole trunk opened and those little crackers fell on the ground.” Peter reminded you as he pushed your notebook down.

“They’re not crackers. They’re the Eucharist. Finish your work.” You playfully scolded him and nodded towards his notebook.

“Remember when you got scared during your first time driving and parked at a green light?” Peter kept going and pushed your notebook again.

“Do you remember that we’re supposed to be doing homework?” You mocked his tone and lightly smacked his head with your book.

“Homework is boring. I wanna talk to you.” Peter whined and rubbed his foot on your leg again.

“Get your dogs off of me. I’m allergic.”

“Fine. I’ll just rotate then.” Peter said as he scooted next to you.

“Just like them damn rotisserie chickens.” You sighed and went back to your homework. Peter stayed quiet and watched you work for a few minutes until he got bored again.

“Do you ever wonder what Mr. Whiler is up to now?” Peter asked you.

“He’s a drivers Ed instructor. He’s probably up to absolutely nothing or whippits.”

“Probably.” Peter chuckled. “But hey, you’re over 18 now. Do you think if he asked you out, you’d say yes?”

“Ew, no. He knew me when I was 16. Anyone who knew me when I was 16 has to die.”

“I knew you when you were 16.” Peter reminded you as he took your notebook and tossed it into the bed. With your hands free, you got an idea and grabbed a pillow.

“Oh shit. You’re right.” You pretended to gasp before tackling Peter and smothering him with the pillow. He laughed and pushed the pillow out of your hands, leaving him lying on his bed with you hovering over him. You looked into each others eyes for a minute and shyly smiled at each other.

“You seriously wouldn’t date him if he came back into our lives?” Peter asked you in a soft voice.

“Gross. No he’s way too old. I don’t like him like that anymore.”

“Do you like anyone like that anymore?” He asked, making you gulp. Your eyes dropped down to Peters lips for a second before looking back into his eyes.

“I don’t know.” You lied. “Do you?”

Even though Peter should’ve seen that question coming, he didn’t. He didn’t know how to tell you that he had fallen in love with his best friend and only brought up your old crush because he had a recurring nightmare that he lost you to your old drivers Ed instructor. He felt his face turn bright red and quickly thought of a diversion. He gasped loudly, making your eyes widen.

“What?” You asked. With you being distracted, Peter seized the opportunity to flip you over so that he was the one pinning you to the bed.

“Hulkmania is running wild, brother.” He said in a deep voice.

“No.” You whined. “Don’t do your Hulk Hogan impression. You know it grosses me out.”

“I fear no man, no beast or evil, brother.” Peter continued in his deep voice.

“Get off of me.” You playfully groaned and tried to wriggle out of Peters grasp.

“No. Not until you tell me who you like.”

“I asked you first.”

“No you didn’t.” He laughed. “ I asked you first.”

“Well you weren’t supposed to fact check me.” You snapped before breaking out in a smile. Peter smiled back before getting an idea.

“Hey, can I body slam you with my entire body weight?” Peter asked in a casual tone.

“I’d prefer if you didn’t.”

“Okay. Incoming.” Peter announced before dropping himself onto you and knocking the wind out of your chest.

“Ow. Get off me, fat ass.” You laughed and tried to push him off.

“You love this fat ass.” He insisted and stayed on top of you. You laughed and looked into his eyes, unable to be mad at him.

“I do. I can’t help it but I do. It’s a sickness.” You laughed softly and pushed some hair off his forehead.

“It’s okay.” He smiled. “I love your fat ass too.”

“Peter?” You asked suddenly as your smile faded.

“Yeah?”

“Can we always be this close?” You asked him, taking him by surprise. Peter propped himself up on his elbows to look at you beneath him but found no words to say. He always wanted to be close to you, but he needed you to know that he wanted to be closer. Before Peter could overthink it, he dipped his head down and kissed you. He could feel your eyes slowly flutter shut, eyelashes tickling his face as the went down. Once you got over your initial shock, you kissed him back. The kiss was slow and soft and sweet until Peter realized what he had done. He quickly sat up and held his hands up.

“I’m sorry!” I don’t know why I just did that. I should’ve asked you first. I’m didn’t mean to-“

Peter was cut off by you grabbing his shirt and pulling him back down into a kiss. He didn’t know what was going on or what this meant for your relationship, but he went with it. He kissed you with more confidence this time as he slipped his fingers through yours to hold the hands he was pinning to his mattress. Time seemed to slip away as you kissed each other and the only thing that broke your bubble was the sound of May opening Peters door.

“Y/n, your moms-“

“AH.” You and Peter jumped away from each other and screamed at the unexpected interruption. You wiped your lips and grabbed your notebook in a failed attempt to make it look like nothing had been going on. May looked between you and Peter and held back a laugh when she realized what she walked in on.

“God, May! Don’t you knock?” Peter exclaimed and put his hand over his pounding heart.

“Oh, sorry. Didn’t realize I was interrupting something.” May said with a coy smile.

“May. Go away.” Peter whined and threw a pillow at the door. May shut the door a little so it wouldn’t hit her and laughed at Peters attempt.

“I just came to tell you Y/n’s mom is at the front door. She wants her home now.” May said. You and Peter stayed silent, refusing to look at each other or speak.

“If you can tear yourselves away from each other, that is.” May added with a cheeky smile.

“May.” Peter said through clenched teeth and chucked another pillow.

“Just teasing. Come on, Y/n. I’ll walk you out. Unless you wanted your mom to come in here?” May asked innocently.

“No!” You exclaimed and jumped off the bed. “Don’t bring my mom in. I’ll leave.”

Peter felt his disappointment sink in as he watched you gather your things and go towards the door. You looked at Peter before leaving and wished you could give him a proper goodbye but it was impossible with May standing right there. Instead, you gave him a soft smile and a wave that said you wished you could stay but had to go. Peter returned the wave and hoped it conveyed how much he wanted you to stay. You gave him one last look before disappearing out his door.

Peter could barely sleep that night in anticipation of seeing you the next day. He woke up groggy but with excitement I’m his chest as he got dressed. He put a little more effort into his appearance than usual and found himself checking himself in the mirror every few seconds. When he finally got to school, he was on high alert. He scanned the hallway in search of you but wasn’t able to spot you anywhere. He began to worry that you felt like you had made a mistake last night and were avoiding Peter because of it.

“Hey.” Your voice suddenly came from behind Peter, making him jump and scream.

“AHH.” He yelped and turned around.

“Sorry! I’m sorry! I didn’t know how to approach you. Oh my God. I should go.” You tried to run away but Peter grabbed your backpack.

“No wait. Come back.” He chuckled and pulled you back towards him. Even though Peter had looked at you nearly everyday for the past 15 years, he felt like he was seeing you for the first time. Now that the line between friendship and relationship had been smudged, you looked different to Peter in a way that made his fondness for you grow.

“Hi.” You smiled sheepishly.

“Hi. Good morning. How did you sleep?” Peter asked as he moved a strand of hair off your forehead.

“Don’t do this to me.”

“Do what?”

“Act all sweet and normal after what happened last night. After what we did.” You whispered and looked around for who might be listening.

“Did we do something? I can’t remember.” Peter played dumb and made the gap between the two of you smaller.

“Peter.” You whined. “Don’t play games with me right now. I already feel awkward enough around you. Do you think we could talk?”

“Yeah. Come here.” Peter took your hand and brought you into the closest janitors closet before shutting the door.

“Why are we in a janitors closet?” You looked around and grimaced.

“For privacy.”

“We need privacy?” You looked at him with a coy smile.

“Yeah. I think so, at least.” Peter laughed shyly and suddenly felt nervous around you for the first time since the day you met.

“Oh. I think so too.” You replied with a timid smile. You looked at each other for a minute and uncomfortably swayed back and forth, neither sure what to say first.

“What did you want to talk about?” Peter asked after a beat of silence.

“I wanted to talk about last night. I just didn’t want to do it in a crowded hallway.”

“So did I. You left before we got a chance to discuss…” Peter trailed off and smiled sheepishly.

“Us?” You finished his sentence for him and took a step closer.

“Yeah. Us.” Peter grinned. “I would love to talk about us. Preferably not in this dark and smelly janitors closet.”

“The one you pulled us into.” You said out of the corner of your mouth.

“Yeah. My bad. What if we talk tonight? Maybe over some food?”

“Like a date?” You asked coyly.

“Yeah. I would like to take you on a date.” Peter said with confidence this time.

“Okay. Do you want to meet at Delmars or something?”

“Yeah. I’ll pick you up at 6 and can walk there together.”

“Okay. Perfect. But what do we do until then? I still feel a little awkward around you. I’m not really sure how I’m supposed to act.”

“I honestly don’t know either. So how about this? Until we talk everything out tonight, we’re just the same friends we’ve always been.” Peter suggested and took a step closer.

“Okay. Sure. Until tonight, just friends.” You nodded as you eyes fell to his lips. You looked back and forth between his lips and his eyes a few times before crashing your lips to his. You threw your arms around his neck to pull him closer as he wrapped his arms around your waist. You knocked things off the shelves as you made out in a flurry of teeth and kisses. Peter could barely believe his wildest dreams of being with you were coming true and in a damp and dingy janitors closet no less. He pushed that out of his mind and smiled into the kiss as he tried to memorize every groove of your lips. You could have stayed in there with him for hours but the bell ringing reminded you that you had somewhere to be.

“Okay, okay. I need to get to class.” You laughed against Peters lips. He put his hands on your face and kept kissing you.

“Shhhh. Class is for nerds. Stay in the smelly closet with your best friend.” He said between kisses.

“Peter. I have to go.” You laughed again and tried to push him off. He came right back and kept kissed you.

“You have to stay.” He whined against your lips. You caved and kissed him back for a few minutes before pushing him off again.

“We’re just friends, remember? Just friends don’t make out in closets.” You reminded him as you wiped your lipstick off his lips.

“But I’m feeling romantical. Kiss me on my hot mouth.” He said and went in for another kiss. You kissed him back for just a second before pushing him off.

“Peter.” You laughed and held him back with your hands. Peter let out a comically long sigh and stayed away from you.

“Fine. I’ll see you at 6?” He smiled and took both your hands.

“Uh huh. And a bunch of times before that because we have a majority of our classes together.”

“How lucky am I?” Peter sighed and leaned down to kiss you again. You couldn’t help but kiss him back until you heard the second bell ring.

“I’m leaving now. Try to calm down until tonight.” You teased him as you fixed your disheveled clothes.

“No promises.” He sighed happily as you left the closet. Once he was alone, he jumped into the air and pumped his fist before doing a little happy dance.

Peter did in fact see you many times throughout the day and could not focus on anything else. He rested his chin in his hand and stared at you for the third class period in a row before accepting that he was not going to be getting anything productive done today. When his last class finally ended, he rushed back to his apartment to start getting ready. He jumped in the shower and when he got out, he saw that someone had been blowing up his phone. He assumed the texts were from you and looked into the mirror before reading them.

“Okay Parker. Don’t blow this. All you have to do is tell your best friend you’re in love with her. How hard could it be?” Peter said to his reflection to hype himself up before reading the texts. Instead of the flirty messages he was expecting, he instead learned of an active crime scene that needed Spider-Man’s attention.

“Dammit. Active shooter at the bank?” Peter sighed and quickly read through the police report. He knew he had to put all other plans on pause until after the crime was dealt with.

“It’s only 3 pm. I have plenty of time to go there and make sure everyone is okay before our date.” Peter talked to himself as he swung to the crime scene.

A few hours later, Peter swung home and slipped into his apartment via an open window. He pulled his mask off with a heavy sigh and plopped down on his couch. He had managed to stop anybody from getting hurt, but doing so meant fighting off severely men much bigger than him for hours on end.

“Pete? Is that you?” May called from the kitchen. Peter rubbed his tired eyes before trudging into the kitchen to sit at the counter and watch May do the dishes.

“Yeah. It’s me.”

“How was it? I saw what happened on the news.”

“Luckily no one got hurt. Except me.” Peter winced as he rubbed one of his many injuries from the night.

“At least you can sleep tonight knowing you did the right thing. Oh, and did you talk to Y/n yet? She came by looking for you before.” May asked over her shoulder.

“She came by?” Peter perked up a little when he heard this.

“Yeah. She seemed pretty upset. Did you guys have a fight?” May asked, making all the blood drain from Peters face.

“Oh balls.” He whispered under his breath.

“Peter. Language.”

“May. May, this isn’t good.” Peter gulped and pulled out his phone. Sure enough, he had 3 missed calls and a bunch of texts asking where he was. His heart dropped to his stomach when he realized what he had unintentionally done.

“What happened? Was it a fight? Was I right?”

“It wasn’t a fight but it’s about to be.” Peters hands shook as he dialed your number but your immediately declined. He tried calling a few more time before sending you a text.

“Why? What did you do?” May stopped making dinner to focus on her nephew. Peter said his texts go from “delivered” to “read” with no response. He knew you were too angry to reply to him so he put his phone down with a sigh. He then looked at May, who was looking at him expectantly.

“We kissed yesterday.” He admitted. “And we made a plan to talk about what it meant and our relationship and-“

“And you were out on patrol?” May gasped when she realized what he was about to say.

“Yes.”

“Instead of with her?” May slammed her hand on the counter with anger.

“There was a bank robbery! I didn’t think it would take as long as it did. I didn’t mean to stand her up. I just…forgot about her.”

“Peter, believe it or not, girls don’t like being forgotten about.”

“What am I gonna do, May? I goofed. I goofed real bad.” Peter groaned and hung his head in his hands.

“No, Peter. This is much worse than a goof. You fucked up big time.”

“May! What happened to watching our language?”

“I made that rule before I realized my nephew was a fucking heartbreaker.” She said and pointed an accusatory finger at Peter.

“I didn’t mean to stand her up, May.” Peter whined. “I would never do that to her. I just got sidetracked by something more important.”

“Peter, this girl has been your best friend since pre school. She has been there for you every time you needed her. How do you think she feels after you kissed her and then stood her up?”

“Probably really bad.” Peter said quietly.

“Yeah. Really fucking bad, Peter.”

“I know. I really fucked it up this time.” Peter said as tears came to his eyes. He looked at his phone again to see if you texted him back but there was nothing.

“You need it make it up to her. Immediately.” May said with folded arms.

“How? She’s never gonna talk to me again.” Peter started to cry for what he had done. May sighed and felt guilty for making Peter feel worse than he already did. She went over to him and pulled him into a hug as he cried into her chest.

“She’s gonna talk to you again. She just needs some time. So what you’re gonna do is apologize to her and let her know that when she’s ready to speak to you, you’ll be there.”

“Okay.” Peter sniffled.

“And Peter?” May asked and cupped his chin.

“Yeah?”

“Be there.” She said sternly.

Peter nodded before going to his room to get changed. Once he was back in his regular clothes, he went across the hall to knock on your apartment door.

“Hi. Is Y/n home?” Peter asked hopefully once your mom answered.

“She went out a little while ago. She’s not with you?” Your mom asked.

“No, she’s not.” Peter sighed. “If she comes home, could you please tell her to call me? Tell her it’s important.”

“Okay. I will.”

“Thank you.” Peter smiled weakly before running off towards the elevator. He made his way out of the building as he could and ran to Delmars.

“Is Y/n here?” Peter asked as he burst through the door.

“I outta beat your ass. And you know what? I will.” Delmar said as he walked around the counter and grabbed Peter by the collar of his shirt.

“She told you?” Peter asked as he braced himself for a punch.

“Put him down, papi. Let her have her revenge on him first. Then you can beat him up.” Delmars daughter, Louisa, said without up from her magazine. Delmar looked at Peter angrily before dropping him on the ground.

“She didn’t have to tell me anything. I sent my daughter over to talk to her when I saw that she was crying.”

“She was crying?” Peter worried. “Did she say anything?”

“Yeah. She said her best friend stood her up. I’m assuming that’s you?” Delmar asked and folded his arms.

“It is me.” Peter admitted. “But it was an accident.”

“Y/n comes in here all the time. She’s a sweet girl. Always puts money in the tip jar and asks me how I am. Why would you hurt a sweet girl like that?” Delmar asked and took an angry step towards Peter.

“I didn’t mean to. I go caught up in something and missed our date. You know me, man. You know I’m not a bad guy. I just did a bad thing.” Peter said, making Delmar back off a little.

“You better make things right. She was very upset when she left here. And I don’t like seeing nice girls cry over idiot boys, okay?”

“I know. I’m sorry. I’m gonna fix this. Can you just tell me what happened?”

“Like I said, I saw her crying so I sent my daughter over to check on her. She told my daughter that you stood her up so I gave her a free sandwich and let her pet my cat until she felt better.”

“Then where did she go?” Peter asked desperately.

“How should I know?” Delmar scoffed and went back behind the counter.

“Okay. Thank you anyway. I’m gonna try to find her.”

“You better. And don’t come back here unless you want an ass whooping. You little punk.” Delmar called as Peter ran out the door. Once Peter was gone, you came out from the back of the store with an empty cup of tea in your hands.

“Is he gone?” You asked in a weak voice.

“Yes, mi amor. He’s gone. Did you like the tea? My mother makes a homemade batch every day.”

“I liked the tea.” You said quietly as you stared into your empty cup.

“You can hide out here as long as you like, but we should at least call your mom. She’s probably wondering where you are.” Delmar said as he rubbed your shoulder to comfort you.

“That’s okay. My mom texted me a few mins ago and said Peter came by looking for me. I think it’s safe for me to go home now.” You said and smiled weakly in appreciation.

“Okay, mi vida. I’m sorry he let you down tonight. If you were my daughter, he’d be dead and in a shallow grave by now.” Delmar said, making you laugh a little.

“Thanks. Thank you both for cheering me up and letting me hide. I’m just not ready to talk to him.”

“I get it. I wouldn’t be ready either. Let me know how it goes. And if you need to hide out some more, you know where to find us.” Louisa said and pulled you into a tight hug. You had never spoken to her before today but felt grateful that she decided to help a stranger. You thanked them both again before leaving Delmars and walking home. Your mom told you Peter asked you to call him once you walked into your apartment but you lied and said you were too tired. It was too much to get into tonight and all you wanted to do was sleep.

The next day at school, Peter saw you by your locker and froze. You looked like you had gotten as much sleep as Peter, which was little to none. Peter took a deep breath before walking up to you.

“Hey.” Peter smiled weakly and braced himself for the worst possible reaction from you. Instead of screaming at him like he assumed, you just kept getting your stuff out of your locker.

“Okay. You’re not talking to me. I deserve that.” He nodded. You slammed your locker shut and started to walk away.

“Wait. Please just let me explain.” Peter begged as he ran in front of you. You didn’t make eye contact with him but he could see your lip beginning to tremble.

“I don’t understand.” You said in a weak voice.

“You don’t understand what?”

“You kissed me. You asked me on a date. I was perfectly fine with us being friends but you changed things. Why would you do all of that just to stand me up?”

“I didn’t stand you up. I got caught up in something really important and it took longer than I expected. That’s the only reason I didn’t show up. And I’m so, so, incredibly fucking sorry that I didn’t show up. You have no idea how much I wanted to be there and go on that date. Something just came up and I had no choice.”

“I get that. Shit comes up. But why didn’t you text or call?”

“To be perfectly honest, I completely forgot about the date until I finished with the other thing. I didn’t remember until May told me you had come by.”

“You forgot?” You asked as you finally looked at Peter. The sadness in your eyes was replaced with stone cold anger that sent a shiver down Peters spine.

“Yes.” He admitted. “But only because what I was doing was super important and needed my full attention.”

“What is this “super important” thing you had to do that made you forget about me?” You asked and folded your arms.

“I can’t tell you.” Peter grimaced as the words came out, knowing you’d never believe him.

“You can’t tell me?” You raised an eyebrow.

“No, I’m sorry. I can’t tell you.”

You stared at Peter for a long time as the anger you felt inside doubled. You balled your hands into fists and wanted to punch him right in his face but instead, you just walked away.

“Wait.” Peter called after you and ran up to you again. You didn’t look at him as you walked to your next class.

“Can we please reschedule to tonight? We still really need to talk about us.” He said as he struggled to keep up with you.

“No.”

“No? But we never got a chance-“

“Let me make this perfectly clear, Peter.” You cut him off. Any chance of “us” happening ended last night when you decided not to show up. I got no call, no text, and now some half assed excuse that doesn’t even come with an explanation as to where you were? And to top it all off, you had the nerve, the absolute fucking audacity, to tell me that you forgot about me. You forgot about me? Was that seriously supposed to make this all better?”

“No. I don’t know. I’m sorry.” Peter rubbed his eyes in frustration. “I know I fucked up. But please, I really really like you. I want to give us a chance. I screwed up last night but don’t let that ruin what we have.”

“I can’t ruin it. You already did.” Your voice cracked as you walked away again. This time, he let you go.

As much as you wanted to avoid Peter and let him suffer, you had an hour long lab period with him after your first period class. You walked in and went towards your usual lab table out of muscle memory. When you saw that Peter was already sitting there, you froze.

“Hey.” Peter smiled brightly when you made eye contact. You immediately looked away and stopped at the closest lab table.

“Can I please sit here?” You asked without even looking at who was already sitting there.

“You can sit that pretty little thang anywhere you like.” Flash smirked and patted the seat beside him.

“Thanks.” You mumbled and took a seat. Peter watched you sit beside Flash and felt a bubble of jealousy in his stomach. He wanted to listen to what you were saying but didn’t want to invade your privacy.

“I’m not sure if you noticed, but no one ever sits with me for labs. And that’s because of my horrific personality and general off putting vibe. I’m also really bad at biology-“

“This is chemistry.” You cut in.

“Really? Oh shit, I’m even worse at that.” Flash laughed. “Anyway, how would you feel about doing all the work and letting me copy?”

“Yeah. Sure. Whatever.” You mumbled and started doing the lab work. Flash noticed you weren’t dishing back with your usual insults and frowned.

“You okay?” He asked in a kinder tone. You had one of those moments where you were fine until someone asked you if you were okay, prompting you to break down.

“I’m fine.” You said in a shaky voice and quickly wiped your face. Flash noticed your tears and looked over his shoulder to see Peter staring at you with all the guilt in the world on his face.

“How come you’re not sitting with Parker?” Flash asked you. You blinked back a few tears and tried to focus on your work.

“We had a falling out.”

“Oh shit. Really?” Flash snorted and looked over his shoulder again at Peter, who was looking back this time. Peter could tell you had said something to Flash about what happened and his curiosity was killing him.

“What did he do?” Flash nudged you when you didn’t answer.

“Why do you just assume he did something?”

“Because you’re the one who changed seats.” Flash said, making you shrug in agreement.

“And because Parker’s an idiot.” He added after a beat. You couldn’t help but smile and nod your head.

“Yeah. He is.” You chuckled and looked over at Flash. Peter clenched his fist in jealousy over Flash getting you to laugh and smile but kept quiet.

“So come on. Tell me what he did.” Flash urged now that he had cheered you up a little.

“No. Here’s the answers to the first page.” You said and slid your work over to him.

“Thanks.” Flash replied and copied your work down. Peter watched this with tight eyes and felt his jealousy worsen. Lab days were usually spent giggling and flirting with each other as you shared answers and now he had to watch you do that with Flash.

“Here’s page two.” Flash handed you his work after a couple minutes of silence.

“You finished? I thought you were gonna copy me?”

“I was. But I’ll let you copy me if you tell me what Parker did.”

“I’m not gonna tell you. And these are all wrong.” You laughed and handed the page back to him.

“That’s because I just wrote down random numbers. I didn’t realize you were going to actually look at them.” Flash scoffed and snatched his page back. You threw your head back laughing at his erratic behavior, catching Peters attention in the process. Peter couldn’t imagine what Flash could’ve possibly said to make you laugh like that but it made white hot jealousy course through his body.

“He’s staring at us, you know. With those beady little rat eyes of his.” Flash leaned over to whisper in your ear.

“Flash.” You laughed in surprise and checked behind you to see if Peter had heard that. You accidentally made eye contact with Peter and quickly looked away.

“What? Haven’t you ever noticed that he kind of looks like he always has a frog in his mouth? And he’s trying to keep it from jumping out?” Flash asked you in a genuine tone.

“Shut up. You’re so mean.” You laughed and playfully shoved him away from you. Peter just about fell over when he saw this and loudly cleared his throat to get your attention. You looked over your shoulder and made eye contact for just a second before looking away.

“Can I at least know what he did?” Flash whispered again. You let out a sigh and decided that since he had made you feel better, you’d give him what he wanted.

“He said he’d take me on a date and he didn’t. I waited all night for him and he never came.” You said simply and went back to your work. Flash was quiet for a long time and when he didn’t respond, you looked at him in confusion.

“He’s a loser. You deserved better.” Flash said with a sympathetic smile.

“Oh. Thanks.” You smiled in surprise at his chivalry after expecting a crude response.

“Let me take you on a real date to make up for it.” Flash said at full volume, making Peters stomach drop. Before you could answer, the bell rang and the period ended. Peter ran out of the classroom as quickly as he could before he could hear you after to go on a date with another boy. You gave Flash your answer as you collected your things.

“Thanks for letting me sit with you.” You said to Flash as you walked out of the class together.

“Anything to mess with Parker.” Flash smiled and held his fist out. You fist bumped him and felt lighter then you had since last night.

You continued to avoid Peter for the rest of the day, not an easy task considering you had almost every class together. He knew the one place you couldn’t avoid him was your locker, which was conveniently right next to his. He got his stuff that he needed for the night and waited until you showed up. You soon showed up and saw Peter standing by his locker, making you want to walk right out of the building. You knew you couldn’t leave without getting your books so you held your chin up and went to get your books. You could feel Peter staring at you with his puppy dog eyes and couldn’t help but roll your eyes to the ceiling.

“Hey.” He said in a quiet voice. You didn’t answer and pretended to take interest in one of your textbooks.

“I miss you.” He tried again, making you pause a little to internally admit that you missed him too.

“I heard you’re going on a date with Flash.” He added, catching you off guard.

“What? Did Flash tell you that?” You frowned confusion. You hadn’t meant to respond, but that came out of nowhere and you wanted to know more.

“No. I heard you guys talking during lab today.” Peter admitted, gaining the slightest inch of hope now that you had spoken to him. You were about to tell Peter that you turned Flash down, but you decided to let him suffer a little after the way he had made you feel.

“Yeah, well, I bet you have a lot to say about that.” You said with a roll of your eyes.

“I do.” Peter replied, making you sigh and look at him.

“Go ahead. Tell me he’s an idiot and a womanizer and that I’m stupid for going out with him and-“

“I hope you have a nice time.” Peter cut you off. “I hope he picks a place you like and pulls your chair out for you and drives you home in his expensive car. And I hope you fall asleep that night with a smile on your face because you had a nice time. That’s all I was gonna say.”

“Why would you hope for that?” You asked with suspicion.

“Because you’re my best friend and that means I want you to have a great date.” Peter said sincerely. You eyed him skeptically but heard him out.

“Even if it’s not with me.” He added and held his breath in fear of your response. You looked Peter up and down and felt your heart ache in your chest. You hated being mad at him because the only person you wanted to confide in about your heartbreak was him. All you wanted was to talk to your best friend and let him make you feel better.

“I’m not going on the date with him. I said no.” You admitted and avoided eye contact with Peter.

“You did? Why?”

“I told him it wouldn’t be fair to him to go out with him because even though you’re a total butt munch who sucks major balls and I hate with all my heart, I still have feelings for you.” You confessed as you slowly looked into Peters eyes.

“You have feelings for me?” Peter asked in a soft voice and took a step closer to you.

“I have for a while. That’s what I was gonna tell you last night but you never showed up.” You felt angry again and took a step back.

“Can we please have our date tonight? I swear, I will show up this time. Nothing could keep me away.”

“I don’t know. Are you gonna tell me what super important thing kept you from showing up last time?” You asked and folded your arms.

“Yes. Tonight I’ll explain everything.” Peter promised you. You were too curious about what caused him to stand you up to stay no, so you reluctantly nodded your head.

“Fine. I’ll give you a second chance.”

“That’s my first favorite kind of chance.” Peter smiled in relief.

“But if you blow it tonight, I’m never speaking to you again. I mean it.”

“I won’t blow it. I swear.” Peter promised you. “Can you meet me on the Brooklyn bridge tonight?”

You were silent for a long time as you stared at Peter until you finally found the words.

“Why the fuck would we have this relationship changing discussion on the Brooklyn bridge?” You asked after a beat of silence. Peter paused, realizing that that was a valid question, before responding.

“Just please try to trust me. I know I’ve given you plenty of reasons not to. But everything will make sense after tonight. I promise.”

“Fine. It better.”

“I’ll see you then?” Peter asked hopefully.

That night, Peter put on his Spiderman suit and swung to the Brooklyn bridge. He felt so anxious that his hands shook as he grabbed the next web so he tried to push everything from his mind. When he landed on top of the bridge, he scanned the street below until he found you. He let out a nervous breath before jumping down and landing near you.

“Hey.” Peter said to get your attention.

“Oh my God. Hi.” You laughed in surprise when you saw who was talking to you.

“Can I show you something?” Peter asked through his mask, catching you off guard. You looked behind you to make sure Spiderman was talking to you and not someone else but found no one there.

“Sorry, Spiderman. As intriguing and random as that offer is, I’m kinda waiting for somebody. It’s really important.”

“I know. It’ll just take a sec.”

“Okay, fine.” You agreed. “As long as you bring me right back.”

“I will.” Peter promised as he slipped a secure arm around your waist. You let out a nervous breath and wrapped your arms around his neck for more support.

“I’ve always wanted to do this.” Peter grinned under his mask before shooting a web and swinging away. You let out a thrilled scream and held on tight as Peter swung you up to a building that stood opposite the Brooklyn bridge. You opened your eyes once you felt your feet on the ground and gasped when you saw what he had wanted to show you.

“I love you” had been written in webs on the bridge in giant letters. The lights of the cityscape behind it lit it up a soft yellow that made you feel a warm feeling inside.

“Aw, that’s beautiful, Spiderman. Who did you do that for?” You turned to him to ask.

“I did it for you.” Peter said and took a step closer to you. Your fondness for it turned to fear as you took a step back.

“Why me? You don’t know me.” You laughed nervously and wondered if Spiderman had been stalking you without your knowledge.

“Yes I do. You’re my best friend. I know you better than anyone.”

“Okay. I’m officially creeped out now.” You laughed nervously and stepped dither away from him. “This is on me for letting a stranger swing me up to a place I cannot escape from.”

“I’m not a stranger.” Peter tried to tell you as he walked towards you.

“You may be Spiderman but you are still a stranger and I am feeling in danger.” You said as you peered over the side of the building, only to confirm you had no escape.

“What? No, you’re not in danger. Look. It’s just me.” Peter laughed and went to take his mask off. He found himself freezing for a moment, knowing that this would be the moment before absolutely everything changed.

“You said “it’s just me” and then didn’t take your mask off.” You pointed out.

“I know. Just give me a second. I’m shy.” Peter said and went for the edge of his mask again. You looked at him expectingly and felt your heart pounding over being seconds away from finding out who Spiderman was under his mask. Peters heart was pounding for the same reason.

“Okay. No going back now.” Peter said to himself before pulling his mask off. He watched your eyebrows go up in an initial surprise before your face settled in a fond smile.

“You know, so many things just made sense.” You said with a gentle laugh.

“Right? Didn’t I tell you it would all make sense after tonight?” Peter smiled now that he had gotten an good reaction. You stepped closer to him and held his hands, just trying to feel the suit in order to convince yourself that this was really happening.

“So this is why you missed the dance last year? And the decathlon?”

“And why I didn’t show up last night. There was a robbery-“

“On 5th avenue.” You realized. “I saw that. You were there?”

“I had to be there. I have this great power and with that comes with a great responsibility.”

You were quite for a minute, then made a face and laughed.

“Peter. A catchphrase? Do you seriously have a catch phrase?” You covered your mouth as you laughed.

“No.” He whined. “That wasn’t a catchphrase. It was more like my tag line if I was a comic book.”

“You’re making it so hard to be attracted to you right now.” You continued to laugh but never let go of his hand.

“What? I just swept you off your feet -literally- after telling the entire world I loved you with my webs.” Peter said as he pointed to the bride. You looked at the bridge again with a whole new perspective now that you knew it was you best friend telling you he loved you. You then looked at Peter and couldn’t contain your smile.

“Yeah, but then you said something that gave me the ick.”

“Are you kidding me? I should be ick free after giving you the grandest of grand gestures.” Peter said and gestured to the bridge again with both arms. You laughed at how worked up he was getting before wrapping your arms around his neck to look at him. Peter settled his hands on your waist and gulped a little as he anxiously anticipated what you were gonna say.

“I love you too. I was gonna tell you that yesterday but then some bitch ass had to rob a bank and keep you from me.” You told him, making him laugh in both surprise and relief.

“Wait, nobody died right? Or was that super insensitive?” You asked him.

“Nobody died. I got punched in the nuts though.” He said though a laugh.

“Aw. Poor baby.” You pouted sarcastically and stroked his cheek. He laughed again before resting his forehead against your to look into your eyes. You stayed that way in comfortable silence for a moment before Peter felt your body freeze in fear.

“Oh my God.” You whispered.

“What’s wrong?”

“It just occurred to me that I’m standing on top of a random building with nothing but your noodle arms anchoring me to the floor. I’m gonna pass out. Take me to the ground, please. I beg you.”

“Hang tight.” Peter chuckled and safely swung you to the ground. Once he set you down, he crawled up the wall behind you and slipped his mask back over his face so that no one would accidentally see him.

“Peter?” You asked and looked around. He slid down on a web the way a spider would and stopped once he was at face level with you.

“I should probably be going now, little lady. Crime doesn’t take a night off.” He said in a his Hulk Hogan voice.

“Oh no. Do you have to go use your great power to take care of your great responsibilities?” You teased him and held your hands over your heart.

“I get the sense you’re teasing me.” Peter said in his usual voice.

“What gave you that idea?” You smiled sweetly and rested your hands on his upside down face.

“My spider senses tell me everything.” He returned to his funny voice to mask how nervous he was to be this close to you. You laughed at his joke and stroked his cheek under the mask.

“Will I see you again, Spiderman?” You asked in an exaggerated swooning voice.

“Only if you commit a crime.” He played along.

“Then I simply have to give you something to remember me by.”

“Your handkerchief?”

“Something better.” You laughed softly as you rolled his mask down to just under his nose. With just his lips exposed, you brought his face closer and kissed him, upside down in that alley way. Peter kissed you back and felt his heart explode in his chest as everything felt right again. It felt just as perfect as the first kiss and both of you knew that something big had just begun. When you pulled away, you rolled his mask back down over his face and smiled to yourself.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Peter.” You whispered in his ear so no one passing by could overhear his name. Peter felt his face blush beneath his mask and felt grateful you couldn’t see him.

The next day, Peter didn’t see you at your locker before his first class but saw you sitting at your usual lab table when he walked in. He smiled at the sight of you and felt relived that not only was you relationship back to normal, it was elevated. He sat beside you and you exchanged timid smiles. You still felt a degree of awkwardness around Peter as you didn’t know how things were going to be from now on. There was a substitute teacher today instead of your usual professor and when she passed around a work sheet for everyone to do, she accidentally skipped you. When Peter noticed this, he put his hand in the air.

“Could we please get another worksheet? My girlfriend didn’t get one.” Peter said once he was called on. The substitute had no idea why several people turned around to look at you and Peter with surprised faces, or why you looked like you’d just been asked for your hand in marriage.

“Oh, sorry. Here you go.” The sub said and handed you a sheet.

“Thank you.” You said before sneaking a glance at Peter. He was quietly doing his work, not making a big deal out of what he had just called you. You, on the other hand, were internally flipping out over the label.

“You just called me your girlfriend.” You leaned over to tell him.

“Did I?” He smiled cheekily but kept doing his work. You grinned at how nonchalant he was being and went back to doing your work.

“I’m sorta seeing someone.” You said without looking up.

“What? Who?” Peter dropped his pencil ad his attention whipped to you.

“Spiderman.” You causally shrugged and kept doing your work. Peter chuckled in relief and picked his pencil back up.

“Oh. Well I wouldn’t want to come between the two of you.”

“Thanks. We can still be friends though, right?” You asked and looked over at him.

“Yeah, totally. Just friends.” He nodded in agreement as he leaned in. You leaned the rest of the way and kissed him for just a moment before pulling away. You were both smiling and blushing messes as you went back to your work.

“What did you get for number 6?” You asked after a beat of comfortable silence.

“I got pH = 12.”

“Fuck.”

“What?” Peter wondered.

“I got “J.D. Salinger” for some reason.”

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When I started “live a little” I was in 8th or ninth grade I believe …..I’m now in 11th. And have zero motivation to finish it tbh I apologize to everyone who has waited for the parts. I will leave those parts up but my requests are now open. For imagines. I probably won’t start any more series just because of how much I’ll pressure myself and lose the fun of it but I really want to write again. SO MY REQUESTS FOR OUTERBANKS AND THE 100 ARE OPEN TO IMAGINES. I do not do SMUT anymore as it makes me uncomfortable.now that I’ve actually experienced sex I’m not the horny little preteen I was at the time I was writing smut lollll. Anyway please please please send request I will be clearing my inbox so if there is a request in the past you’ve made or want to make do it now!!! I will start writing next week I want to get a good print together and start strong.

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please, call me peter

DATE: JANUARY 6, 2023

summary: you haven’t been able to come with anyone besides yourself, making you think something’s wrong with you. once you go to the gynecologist, dr. parker shows you that you’re just fine.

request: yes yes

words: 3.4k

warnings: SMUT (f- receiving [fingering], small praise kink, dirty talking), and a cute ending.

note: shooting out requests like webs. sorry that was lame. if this makes you uncomfortable, do not read.

gynecologist!peter x female!reader

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Your eyes scan the white room while you sit impatiently. Your heart lightly thuds in your chest and your fingers drum rapidly along your clothed thigh. The nurse had asked if you wanted to change into a hospital gown, which you politely denied. She gave you an indifferent expression before walking out, leaving you here.

You were at the gynecologist for one concerning reason; every time you had sex, you couldn’t come. Your previous relationship ended because you were unable to reach that euphoric high, which you believed was a ridiculous reason to leave someone. You weren’t as sad as you thought you’d be because you were too concerned with your own well-being to dwell on some bloke.

Before heading to the doctor, you had a quick hook-up, assuming that you and your ex just weren’t sexually compatible. But then you were proved wrong when you didn’t come. Again. You weren’t really the hook-up type, in fear of catching some unwanted disease or infection. Finally, you took matters into your own hands, literally, and masturbated with your fingers until you orgasmed all over your bed sheets.

See? It wasn’t impossible.

Then why couldn’t you come with other people? It had to be your fault. It had to be.

So, again, you were left here in the small hospital room sitting between empty stirrups with your ankles tightly crossed. The widening of the wooden door alerted you, your eyes shooting towards the man entering the room.

A guy? Your gynecologist was a guy?

You knew you were a decently healthy person because you were always on track with your appointments, even small check-ups. Because of your good wellness, you had never needed to go to the gyno. Until now, which seemed a bit nerve-racking all of a sudden.

The second the doctor turned around, you knew exactly why.

Warm, brown eyes peer at you with tenderness. Chestnut curls rest upon his head a little messily, but in the cutest way. He wore a professional lab coat over his casual clothing. His ribbed shirt and blue jeans seemed to match him perfectly. His cheeks appear a tinge pink when he smiles, welcoming and greeting you.

Oh shit.

“I’m Dr. Parker, and you are?” Dr. Parker asks as he plops onto his spinny chair. His eyes stare deeply into yours, causing your heart to race more than you’d like to admit. His voice was as attractive as his face, and you tried to convince yourself that he had to have at least one bad quality that you just haven’t seen yet, so you didn’t soak your panties.

“Y/N,” You blink to wash away the feeling of your nerves as your palms get clammy. “but you probably knew that already.”

“That is true, but I like for my patients to introduce themselves to me directly,” He states simply and you nod in response. Your sweaty hands interlocked over your thighs to ease yourself.

“So, what brings you in here today, Y/N?” Dr. Parker questions with a lick of his lips. He can’t help himself when his eyes drift nonchalantly, but quickly down your body. You were beautiful, which made it hard to concentrate on anything else, especially when you started talking. Your voice was silky, and he wanted to ask you more questions just so he could hear it more.

“I…” You were a bit embarrassed to share your reasoning. Was it common? Will he laugh at you? No, of course not, he’s a doctor! You battled with yourself in your head before spitting it out. “I can’t come during sex.”

Your jaw clenched as your hand practically hit your forehead in embarrassment. You couldn’t look at him because he was probably holding back a laugh. But you also couldn’t look at him because he was so handsome you might melt.

True be told, Peter already knew why you were here. He read the small report the nurse got before he entered. It was part of protocol and he wanted to hear you describe it yourself.

“That’s okay, darling. Nothing to be ashamed of,” He reassures gently as you remove your hand from your face. He smiles sincerely and you smile bashfully back. The nickname erupts butterflies in your stomach, and you can’t disregard the small wetness you feel trickle in your underwear.

When he asks, you go on to explain your situation in detail, even including the part about your ex-boyfriend dumping you. When Peter hears this, his jaw subtly clenches as irritation spreads through him.

Who breaks up with someone for that? He wanted to ask, but knew that was probably inappropriate. He does need to question you professionally though to ensure there’s nothing wrong. However, he thinks he already knows the answer.

“I’m going to ask you some questions that get pretty personal,” Parker faces his notes with you in the corner of his eye. You nod as your nervousness never fades and your heart beat remains quite fast.

Most of his questions were simple and straightforward, so you weren’t too ashamed to answer.

“Do you have any pain?”

“No.”

“Are you on birth control?”

“Yes.”

“How long?”

“Two years,” You eyes strayed away from him, thumbs twiddling in your lap like an anxious child. He wonders how you got birth control without going to the gynecologist in the past, seeming as though you’ve had no history.

However, some questions made the heat rise to your cheeks. Your arousal worsened the more Dr. Parker spoke, his voice warm and soothing like honey.

“To clarify, you have orgasmed before, correct?” Peter was able to focus when his eyes were glued to his papers, but one glance at your adorable shyness and his cock was semi-hard in his boxers.

“Yes, I-I did it myself,” You hissed at yourself for stuttering. He made you so starstruck it was hard to form words. You didn’t meet many people like that in your life— now that you think of it, none at all. He surveys you for a moment you think was a little too long, and you tighten your ankles together at his burning gaze.

“Um,” He grunts, covering it up with a cough as his cheeks turn pink a tad more. Your lip subtly curls into a smile at his cuteness. Peter was nervous for the first time in a while, fingers shaking as he scribbled notes about you. He felt as silly as a child who had a crush on a classmate. “you seem very well.”

“So nothing’s wrong?” Your eyebrows crinkle in confusion, a lost expression cascading over your face when you feel like you’ve hit a dead end. You gaze at the floor, trying to understand.

“Not directly,” He says to reassure you. Your eyes meet his with a head tilt. Now, you were really confused.

“What do I do then?”

“Don’t have sex with idiots,” He grumbles, honestly hoping you didn’t hear it. But of course you did. Your heart rate quickens wildly in your chest at his blunt statement. “but to make sure, I’m going to check you, okay?”

Your eyes widen for a moment, not thinking you would have to be checked. Your thoughts immediately shoot to your soaked panties and how he’ll see your very visual arousal. Hopefully, he assumes it’s from nerves.

“Would you like to change into something more comfortable and accessible?” He asks, looking at your shirt with jean shorts. He checks most of his patients, so usually they would have been in a gown already. But at this hospital, the patient didn’t have to change, even though it was highly recommended. However, when they rarely denied the new wardrobe, the doctor had to undress the patient themselves. So far in Peter’s career, he’s only had to do that with incidents that were an emergency.

“No, thank you,” You answered with no explanation. Secretly, you hated the material of the gown and you swore it gave you rashes. Maybe you were allergic?

Dr. Parker nods once and turns to his little side table beside you. He slips on his blue gloves and tells you exactly what he’s going to do, so you’re not unprepared.

“And since you’re not in a gown, the protocol is that I must undress you myself,” Peter feels the burning red flame up his cheeks at his statement. Your eyes widen again at the image of the sensual action, but nod in understanding.

Who made that rule? You wanted to ask, but it seemed disrespectful. You honestly couldn’t tell if you loved or hated the person that invented that idea. Picturing Dr. Parker strip you only made a pool in your panties.

Peter’s gloved fingers unbutton and zip down your jean shorts with your permission. It was slow and steady, unlike your heart that was bouncing off the walls of your ribs. You know he could see your heavy breathing as your stomach rose up and down too quickly under the thin material of your shirt.

Your shorts were removed and then he was on to your underwear.

Peter’s cock pulsed in his jeans at the wet patch on your panties, his red blush never fading. He wanted to press the pad of his thumb against your throbbing clit. He would rub you over the flimsy fabric and then make you moan for him as he fucked you roughly with his fingers. He could assume that you were tight and tense because of your struggle to orgasm with another person, but the thought only made his cock twitch needily as he imagined you squeezing around him.

“Are you okay so far? And can I remove these?” He asks for consent and patiently waits. You nod, but he’s not having that. “Words, Y/N. I need you to say it.”

His demand caused you to clench around nothing as you stutter out a trembling yes, so he can proceed. Peter delicately removes your panties, sliding them down your supple legs and placing them with your shorts. You didn’t open your legs, but you knew he’d already seen the wetness leaking out of you.

“Okay, um,” His professionalism was fading from him. He wanted to devour you because you probably tasted amazing. The smell of your arousal filled his nostrils, making it hard to focus on anything. “Put your legs on these stirrups. I’ll help you.”

He guides your legs into the holders, strongly resisting the urge to gawk at your vulnerable area. Once you were settled, he looked down and nearly came right there. Arousal drowned your folds as your puffy clit poked out behind it all. He noticed the fluttering of your folds as the cold air hit your wetness. He wouldn’t need to use any lube on you for sure. Peter was losing his cool and was about to lose everything if he did not pull himself together.

“I’m about to start. Are you okay?” He could sense your nervousness from a mile away. He wanted to make sure you were okay, even if you’ve had sex multiple times before.

“Yes, doctor,” You reassure and his jaw subtly locks at his label leaving from your mouth. He avoids picturing his falling from your pretty lips, so he could focus on the task at hand. You didn’t notice, too caught up in your own thoughts of his fingers entering you. You wanted him to pound them into you mercilessly because you know he’d know all the right spots and special places to hit. You can imagine he’s soft and caring, and always gives immense pleasure to the woman.

You almost gasp aloud when you come to a realization; he probably has a girlfriend. Or a wife. A wife and kids. You don’t remember seeing a ring, but that doesn’t mean anything. Oh, God, you were daydreaming sexual thoughts about your gynecologist who would probably freak out if he could hear them.

“If it makes you more comfortable, my name is Peter. Sometimes that small detail helps the patients relax more,” He noticed your sudden panicked state and high tension in your legs, wanting to calm you down, so it doesn’t hurt. It was perfectly fine to be nervous, but it wasn’t fine for him to be this nervous. He’s a professional doctor, yet he’s thinking about ruining it all just to please you at this moment.

You feel the latex gloves graze your folds, making your heart jump up into your throat. Peter’s middle finger practically teases your entrance, and you hold back pathetic whimpers. Once he slips his middle finger inside, you release a shuddery moan. His finger stills, deep inside of you while he gives you a second to adjust.

“Relax for me,” You try not to clench around him, but you’re a lost cause when he begins to wiggle it around the tight space. Peter is struggling. His cock is about to burst at the seams while his middle finger sinks far inside you. Your clenching walls and hushed noises nearly make him moan. He sees you resisting the urge to moan and it’s killing him because he wants to hear you.

“You can moan,” Peter says, voice low and sultry. “It’s welcomed.” He curls his finger and slowly pushes in and out. You don’t hold back your moan this time as lust begins to fill your vision. It feels too good, even though you know it’s wrong. You feel yourself getting wetter and wetter at his skilled finger and his concentrated expression.

Peter is positive you’re enjoying this. He can’t resist you anymore when he has you spread open for him. Plus, he found nothing peculiar inside, you seemed healthy. He could stop now if he’d like, but the contraction of your pussy walls around his finger and the sweet whimpers you’re eliciting spur him to continue.

“How does this feel, Y/N?” Peter’s voice was gravelly and lustful; you were sure to catch on by now. His question was borderline professional, yet inappropriate. At this point, Peter couldn’t care less because your face said it all.

“Good, really good,” You admitted with fluttering eyes as your hands gripped the sides of your shirt. Your name out of his mouth made you melt into his touch as you instinctively grinded your hips into his hand.

“What about this?” His ring finger slides in effortlessly, and they both curl inside you. You gasp, eliciting another shaky moan. His digits were thick and just the right length to satisfy you without even needing his cock, even though you wanted it. “God, you’re so tight. Imagine what you’d feel like around my cock.” He grumbles.

You gasp at his sudden profound language, but the dirtiness only made you more aroused. Your brain imagined how his cock would look buried so deep inside of you that you’d feel him in your stomach. You imagine this pre-cum leaking from his tip as he pulls out of you just to slam back in. Your core tensed at the thought.

“I didn’t hear you, Y/N,” He grunts gravelly, slowing his movements. He slips his fingers out, removing the glove swiftly. You whine at the emptiness, answering him. He was so sweet, yet dirty, and you loved it.

“So good! It feels so good, please don’t stop,” You plead and he smirks in satisfaction as he continues. His thumb rolls over your puffy clit, making your hips press into his hand as he slips back in. Your thighs contracted as they begged to close, but the locked stirrups blocked you from doing so.

“Who’s making you feel this good?” His tone was smooth and clear, almost contradicting his sinful actions. His pace becomes brutal, ramming in and out of you with no mercy. The rough texture of his bare hand sends a shiver up your spine as your orgasm nears.

“You! You, Peter,” Your chest heaves as choked moans leave your lips. His digits rub your throbbing nerves as his fingers glide against your walls addictingly good. Your fingernails dig into the soft flesh of your trembling thighs. His lips raise in another smirk as his cheeks flush that familiar pink. “I’m close, Peter,” You whimper, causing him to hiss at the harsh pulsing of his shaft when his name falls delicately from your lips just how he imagined.

“I know, honey. Can feel you clenching around me,” He groans when you release another noise of pleasure. His eyes wander down to your aching cunt as his fingers become drenched in your juices. You’re squeezing him torturously, on the edge of your break.

“Are you gonna come? Gonna come for me?”

Without another moment, your orgasm ripples through your body with a blissful wail. Clenched muscles and screwed eyes don’t even express the full ecstasy you feel. White liquid saturates Peter’s bare fingers before he licks them clean. It wasn’t the most sanitary, but he didn’t give one fuck.

Your face screams fucked out; perspired skin, droopy eyes, and a weary smile. In his ideal situation, he would have devoured you until you couldn’t take it anymore. But that was for another time. If there ever was another time, which he hoped there would be.

Just maybe not in a hospital.

“Well, Y/N, it seems like you are very healthy,” Peter grins, taking the tissues to clean you thoroughly. You can feel the heat radiating from your cheeks at his joking comment.

“Thanks, doctor,” Your voice came out a bit squeaky while your heart continued to stammer in your chest.

“After that, I think you should call me Peter,” He chuckles, sliding away in his stool to discard the tissues. Heat burns your skin from his adorable laugh.

“Peter it is then,” He helps you down the stirrups and you begin to get dressed with a goofy smile curling on your face. Peter doesn’t fail to notice this as his thoughts begin to wander. He knows he just met you, but he wants to see where this goes. He is confident that you’re interested in him (at least enough for him to finger you), so maybe asking you out isn’t the crazy idea he’s ever had.

“Y/N?” Suddenly, he didn’t feel so confident.

“Yeah?” Your response was breathless.

“Would you, um,” Peter hesitated to find the words. He really was like a little kid talking to his crush for the first time. “like to go out sometime? Maybe?”

You admire his bashfulness. He anxiously rolls up his coat sleeves while his face displaces a rosy blush. His brown eyes twinkled with hope as he waited for a reply.

“I would like that, doctor,” You smile genuinely and sweetly, your joyful energy calming his pent-up nerves. “I mean Peter.” You giggle when he blushes.

“Okay, okay, this is great. Here’s my number,” Peter scribbles messily on a small sheet of note paper, handing it to you. It was adorable how nervous he was for being a well-respected doctor who waltzed in with a sweet kind of confidence. You were giddy as well, but you were way better at hiding it clearly. You snatch the sheet with your fingers, tucking it away in your palm.

“Do you do this with all your patients, Dr. Parker?” You tease with a quirked eyebrow and a pointed finger at his chest. Peter huffs out a chuckle while clicking his tongue.

“Only the most beautiful ones,” He gently lifts your finger, kissing it gently before striding out of the room. Peter doesn’t forget to leave an arrogant wink as the heavy, wooden door closes abruptly.

Maybe being a doctor does make him arrogant. Sometimes.

You stand frozen, starstruck. Your breathing was back to heaving again because he left you breathless. And speechless. You jokingly wondered for a minute if you would die from a heart attack, due to the rapid thumping of a stupid organ against your ribs. Curious, you open your palm and unfold the slip of paper he wrote hastingly. Glancing past the number, you notice the small words underneath.

Please, call me Peter.

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Proximity.

Feat — Tyler Galpin x Nevermore!Reader

Contains — Slow Build, Playful Flirting, No Established Relationship, etc ALSO SOME VERY LIGHT WEDNESDAY SPOILERS!! (Set before show in canon)

Length — ~1.8k Words

Notes — Reader’s powers/species not specified (just considered an Outcast). This isn’t proofread, moves a little fast, and was written at like 2 am so proceed with caution I guess. ALSO, I ACTUALLY WORK IN A CAFE SO I WILL INFO DUMP GRRRRBARK BARK WOOF WOOF Also, if you have any input just drop it to my inbox !

“Welcome to the Weathervane staff.”

Your new manager welcomed you with a smile, to which you replied with a nod as she left you to do paperwork. You made your way out of her office, remembering her instructions to be training with Tyler. Your feet shuffling up the stairs slowly, paying no mind to the creaks that came with it. You knew Tyler Galpin, not well, but you knew of him enough to know he was the son of the sheriff. The sheriff who didn’t seem keen on Nevermore students. Though you were pretty sure they only hired you for Outcast Diversity, you were at least happy to had gotten a job that wasn’t Pilgrim’s World.

“Medium Iced Chai Latte with a Chocolate Croissant.” A voice pulled you from your thoughts.

Trailing the voice to the source was easy considering he was the only person behind the counter before you came along. There he was, Tyler Galpin, with the usual mop of brown curls that stopped just above his eyes and the crease of concentration upon his forehead as he moved to fiddle with the espresso machine. You’d been dragged here enough by Enid to know the details, especially considering she kept tabs on everyone.

“You’re looking at the wrong end of the machine, Galpin.” You called out, causing him to jump. A smile crawled its way onto your face at his expression. It didn’t take long for him to register who you were outside of the Nevermore uniform, he had seen you enough and he knew there was a new applicant coming in.

“Do you make a habit of scaring the hell out of people?” He gave you a pointed look.

“More of a hobby,” You shrugged before making your way behind the counter. Taking a closer look at the machine, you had been right. The source of the never ending steam was a valve issue. “I’m gonna need a tri-wing screwdriver and 4 millimeter Allen wrench.”

Tyler handed you the screwdriver with no hesitation, he couldn’t understand the Italian instructions anyway and he wasn’t about to resort to Google Translate.

“You have a valve issue,” You began screwing the bits back into place, careful not to direct any steam towards you or your new coworker.

“You have one of these temperamental beasts with a mind of its own?” He quirked a brow at you, causing you to roll your eyes.

“Not exactly.” Thankfully, Nevermore had quite the class in engineering and you had fairly decent grades. The steam stopped spewing, and the machine was fixed to the best of your ability. Tyler began gathering the pieces of the pipes, filters, and other parts back into place resounding in a satisfying click.

“Thanks…” He stopped for a moment.

“Y/N.”

“No, yes! No, I mean, yes I know! You come in here a lot, and I recognize your name from your application.” He mumbled on and on.

“You’re supposed to be training me and yet you can’t remember my name?” It was your turn to point questions now. It wasn’t like you couldn’t work a register or understand the difference between a cortado or a cafe au lait, but you needed to know your way around Weathervane at least. Plus, it was fun to tease him.

“I just mean, you’re unforgettable.”

What.

“What?”

“You know what, why don’t we start off with a tour? You know the main area, but let me show you the back room.” Tyler abruptly turned away, leaving with tinted cheeks. He lead you to the small storage room on the opposite adjacent end of the bar counter. The length of it was long, but the width of it could just barely fit one person with the shelves so close on either end. He allowed you in first before following in after, showing everything from the closest to the farthest at the back wall.

With Tyler explaining everything in broad detail, it was easy enough to understand considering everything was ordered neatly from the coffee beans and food products being separated from cleaning chemicals. What was hard, on the other hand, was trying not to pay attention to the way the dim lighting reflected in his eyes. Something about it seemed familiar, almost supernaturally captivating. If you didn’t know any better, you’d assume he was a Vampire or Siren or even something else entirely luring you in.

“…And if you have any questions then just ask me.” Tyler finally turned back to you, catching your gaze. He hadn’t realize how close in proximity you were, you awkwardly pressed against the wall as he had just been reaching over to point out which coffee beans were which. You hadn’t been paying attention, not with him so close. You weren’t usually the nervous type, not with Vampires and Telekinetics and Werewolves etc constantly being around you. But this newfound flip of your heart was concerning considering he was 1) a normie you hadn’t actually fully conversed with before and 2) you were still unsure of his standing with you as an Outcast.

“Yeah, I’ll call for your help when I need to fix the espresso machine.” You snort. He huffed with a lingering smile you managed to catch. Maybe his stance wasn’t as bad as his fathers.

“I’m definitely sure you don’t need to call me just for help with that, you can call me for other stuff.” Tyler shrugged.

“So you want me to call you?” Your gaze met his again, forgetting the close distance between you both. This was a different start to your new job than you were expecting. Flirting with your coworker in the back of the cafe was probably against all types of normal work ethic and morals. But when was Jericho ever normal?

“Tyler?” A voice called out from the front, breaking the tension between you two. You both recognized that voice, Tyler knowing it more than you did. You both tried to scramble out of the storage closet in an orderly manner. Tyler emerging first, Sheriff Galpin perking up to see his son from the other side of the counter. You followed suit not a second after, barely halfway out of the closet before you could see Sheriff Gallon’s face drop. Suddenly realizing how incriminating the situation seemed, you quickly grabbed a random can from the shelf within arms reach before fully exiting.

“Hey, uh, dad.” Tyler coughed out, clearing his throat from the situation you two were in. “Just showing the new hire around and restocking.” To which you maneuvered the can to one hand to give the man a small wave.

“Condensed milk? I swear you stocked and dated that one when I came by yesterday.” His dad raised a brow. Shit.

“This one’s long expired, found it on the back shelf with a manufacturing issue puncture in it.” You laughed dryly, moving the can to your side hiding it away. Tyler glanced wide eyed as his father’s expression creased.

“You want your usual?” Tyler moved towards the bar, moving his father’s attention with it. You managed to slip the can back on the shelf before closing the door and following the boy.

“Large Americano. Two shots. Hot.” The sheriff’s gaze never left, studying you closely as you followed Tyler to input the order on the register. You knew how to work a register, but you didn’t want to stay within his dad’s eye sight for long. The setup was as easy as the storage closet, everything labeled from Hot Drinks, Iced Drinks, Specials, and more. Clicking onto the hot drinks, you found everything quickly.

“Did you want to add anything in there like milk or cream?” You asked, knowing already what his answer would be.

“Black.” Like your soul, you thought. The order went through and Tyler thankfully already had it done. Reaching past you on the register to hand it to him, the sheriff gave his son a nod and you an unreadable look before leaving.

“Don’t worry about him,” You heard Tyler assure. “He’s too ‘wrapped up in work’ to care about me being in some closet with someone. Nice save, though.”

You turned to make eye contact with him, his arm resting upon the register counter by your waist and yours almost hitting his chest at the movement. Again finding yourself in close proximity.

“Does that mean you’re often caught doing who knows what in closets with people?” You raised a brow. His face flushed at the question, glancing aside and for once probably happy the cafe was emptier than usual.

“Calm down, lover boy. We’ve skipped a few steps, I still don’t even have your number to call you when I need help.” You flicked his forehead away with a smirk. He let out a small lopsided smile as he fell away from you. You were sure his number would be lying around somewhere on file or you could contact him through the employee app, but where was the fun (and consent) in that? You had no time to think about that as customers had come in.

“Ms. Thornhill, what a surprise to see you!” You couldn’t say you were shocked, Jericho’s a small town and being the only cafe around this would’ve happened eventually. You were surprised you hadn’t seen Enid out and about “blogging” despite it being a weekend.

“Y/N, lovely to see you. Why didn’t you tell me you got a job at the best cafe in town?” She gasped.

“It’s the only cafe in town, Ms. Thornhill.”

“I kid, I kid. Now what should I get? I usually get a double-cap, no foam, with two pumps of sugar free vanilla. But now that you’re my new favorite employee, I’d like your recommendation!” Favorite? Had Tyler been her favorite before? You weren’t sure what she had meant by that.

“You know me, miss, I love a good London Fog.” She knew full well of that too, you bring one into her class every other day.

“Alright, get me one of those!” You rung her up For Here and handed the item receipt to Tyler who was already steaming the milk. The next customer just wanted a warmed up Pain au Chocolat which you got out of the way quick enough.

“Here,” You heard Tyler call to you. Facing him, you noticed him holding a to go cup for you and Ms. Thornhill’s mug on the counter. Had he made two whilst you were busy?

“London Fog with an extra pump of vanilla syrup, that’s how you usually order yours.” He sheepishly scratched the back of his head.

“Now what’s this then?” You grabbed the cup.

“Just think of it as a welcome to Weathervane.” Tyler left with Ms. Thornhill’s order before you could question any further. You note a black smear on your hand, confusion riddled— you turn the cup.

— “(xxx) xxx - xxx

Call me outside of work?

- Tyler”

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Give me Tyler galphin x reader,and wednesday x reader recommends please !!!

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I'm searching far and wide for those Tyler Galpin fics I'm desperate for more.

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this scene was 10x more emotional and romantic than any scene between them and those boys

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I too hate the love triangle that they put in Wednesday but have you considered that it’s absolutely hilarious that these two boys are trying to one up each other and competing over her and Wednesday absolutely could not care less? Girl is out here solving a murder and connecting with her ancestor, she has neither the time nor patience for these ridiculous boys and I think that’s pretty slay of her. Some queen shit if you will

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Tyler Galpin x reader: part 4

18+ smut (reader and Tyler are 18 as established earlier in story) 

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Tyler stood at the bottom of Y/n's stairs waiting for her to walk down as she struggled to put her shoes on, an annoyed groan coming from her as she chucked the ugly heels away pulling on her normal boots since the dress reached mid shin. A burgandy dress with a v neckline and mesh sleeves made her look heavenly as she walked down the steps, apologising to Tyler for the shoes but the heels would have killed her. 

"You. You, look beautiful Y/n." Y/n blushed as Tyler pulled her closer kissing her deeply, Y/n's arms wrapping around his neck as she moaned lightly into the kiss, the pair breaking apart as she looked up at him with wide eyes, his heart aching.

"We should go or i don't think we'll make it there. Especially if you keep looking at me like that." Y/n almost choked when Tyler spoke, his voice dropping an octave as he did, his hands possessively holding her to him as she licked her lips and nodded. Tyler moving back and offering her his arm as they walked towards his car, a red rose on Y/n's seat as she smiled and climbed in smelling it as her grin grew. Tyler reaching into the back and grabbing a dead rose from the backseat as he handed it to Y/n.

"For Wednesday." They both laughed as Tyler began to drive, his hand on her thigh but now it sent tingles through her body and made her want to clench her thighs together to make the feeling lessen. As they arrived at Wednesday's door it all clicked in Y/n's mind, Tyler was oblivious but it was obvious to her thing had written the note, Wednesday taking a few minutes then coming out in a dress as Y/n clapped and bowed to her.

"A rose for our dark princess." Wednesday stared at her before taking the rose, humming at the pair as she walked in front of them Tyler holding Y/n's hand as they followed her. Eugene ran up to Wednesday, asking her about the woods as Wednesday kept trying to indicate with her eyes she had been forced to go to the dance. Eugene declaring he would go by himself even though Wednesday warned him not to, Y/n trying to call out to him but he had already made up his mind and disappeared. All the students turning to face them as they entered, Thornhill smiling at the three of them but Y/n only glared at her as she came up to them.

"Wednesday, you look lovely." Wednesday went to introduce her to the pair but Y/n interrupted.

"We've met." She snapped, Wednesday surprised by how cold Y/n was to Thornhill as Tyler spewed out her order and the two laughed whilst Y/n continued to glare. Wednesday pulling her to the side as she left Tyler with Thornhill but Y/n refused to look away from them as they smiles and chatted.

"Why are you acting like that?" Wednesday asked as she poured three drinks, handing one to Y/n as she spoke.

"She's been trying to get in Tyler's pants since she got here, or some kind of weird motherly thing but honestly it's so creepy. He says she's just being nice but i don't know. I don't like her, but maybe i need to get over it now we're together. She could just be nice but i prefer calling her a cougar." Wednesday ignored almost all the statement, a jealous opinion that she didn't take seriously instead humming as they walked back over, Y/n handing Tyler a drink and pulling him in for a kiss infront of Thornhill. The older woman smiling at Wednesday before leaving, Y/n pulling away as she wiped some of her lipstick from Tyler's lips with a smirk, as she fixed his suit as he looked at her with blown eyes.

"You looked cute." She mumbled, taking a drink from the glass and looking away as she laughed lightly and put an arm over her shoulder, Wednesday casting her gaze over to Xavier as the pair stared longingly at one another. Y/n pulled away from Tyler grabbing Wednesday as her eyes widened in horror pulling her to dance as Tyler followed them with a shy smile towards those around him, Wednesday pulling away instantly saying she would get another drink Xavier rushing after her. Y/n pouting before a sly smile came on her face as she slowly ran her hands along Tyler's chest until she could pull him to her and swing her hips to the music, Tyler enjoying himself as he danced along with her. 

"I think Wednesday has a little crush on Xavier and he has a big one on her." Y/n teased as she turned Tyler's face to where Wednesday and Xavier seemed to be having a lovers tiff Y/n leaning her head on his chest as she watched them. Tyler having fun as they swayed to the music his eyes slowly finding Thornhill's in the crowd feeling his darker side take over as he tightened his grip on Y/n making her gasp at the sudden grip change.

"You alright?" She asked concern in her eyes as Tyler dropped his gaze and loosened his grip smiling at her as he moved to kiss her once more.

"Sorry, missed your attention." Tyler spoke cheekily as he smiled at her making her roll her eyes and pull him back in for another kiss. Wednesday watched her two friends as she danced with Enid, everyone watching her as Xavier glared at her whilst talking to Bianca. Y/n enjoyed how she and Tyler seemed to disappear from the world, the music barely there as she closed her eyes enjoying how Tyler pressed against her wanting to be closer until she felt something drop onto her face, opening her eyes she saw blood rain down from the ceiling as she screamed, Tyler oddly calm before he remembered he needed to act scared. His arms holding Y/n close to him as he called out for Wednesday watching her lick her finger before declaring it was paint, Y/n sighing in relief but Tyler had known the second it dropped it hadn't been blood. Tyler helped Y/n out, watching Wednesday run into the woods as Thornhill made a face at him to go and get Eugene, a text coming through he answered quickly, walking behind Y/n and hitting her head into the wall making her fall unconscious as he disappeared into the night. Transforming into the hyde he found Eugene fast, slashing him a few times before rushing back finding Thornhill standing over Y/n as she pretended to fuss over her. Tyler's skin coveted in real blood but the paint hid it as he dropped next to Y/n picking her up as police arrived to help Eugene, Thornhill smiling evilly at Tyler whilst he carried Y/n close to him. He felt guilt eating away at hime as he looked at the small blood on her head but couldn't help as he wiped it away licking his finger, almost moaning at the taste of her blood before pulling her closer.

Y/n woke up in her bed, a warm blanket covering her as Tyler cleaned the fake and real blood off her, he felt awful he had to slam her head so hard but she would have figure it out quickly, Y/n groaning as she sat up her dress still covered in paint as she swung her legs over the bed. Tyler moving back as he asked if she was okay, Y/n nodding as she stood.

"Yeah, what happened? I just remember all that paint and then nothing, god damn my head hurts. Help me get this dress off." Y/n turned her back to Tyler as she held her head, his hands trembling as he unzipped the back, her naked skin staring at him as he kept pulling the zipper down until it stopped. His hand moving until it splayed out on her back savouring her soft skin, how warm she was as she slowly let her dress drop, his other hand pushing her hair so he could kiss her naked shoulder. Her dress pooled at her ankles as she sighed out, only her sheer black underwear covering her from him as he wrapped an arm around her ribs, her breasts grazing his arm as she leant her head to the side letting him kiss at her throat his eyes dropping to see her chest as she arched off his stomach pressing her butt to his crotch. Tyler groaning as he felt her press into him, his hand moving across her ribs under her cupped her breast, her breath catching as she leant into him enjoying how he played with her, his lips sucking a dark mark onto her collarbone as he did. His mind going darker as he fought off the urge to bite her, properly mark her as his and fuck her until she begged him to stop. His hand tightening around her breast as she moaned out, her hand coming to pull on his hair as she turned around, his mind snapping back to normal as he lovingly smiled at her kissing her gently.

"You are so beautiful." He kissed her between each word, her hands pushing off his jacket as they both hurried to get his clothes off, her nails leaving red marks along his chest as she whined into the kiss enjoying how his hands grabbed at her until they both stood in their underwear. Y/n trailing her hand along his arm until she grazed her nail along his body enjoying how he groaned at the contact a smug smile on her face as she looked at him.

"You're so cute like this." She teased, watching Tyler's eyes darken as he leaned down throwing her over his shoulder shocking her as she squealed loudly laughing as he walked towards the bed throwing the paint covered blanket on the floor and dropping her body onto it. Her body jolting as she landed, bouncing once then twice until she settled, Tyler's eyes roaming over her body as he drank her in bent over her with his hands by her hips.

"All those times i defended you when you could do that? That seems unfair". Tyler smirked at her as she ran her nails along his arms whilst teasing him, her legs brushing against the outside of his as he pressed himself to her bending his arms to drop their mouths together. Tyler cursing as he kissed her, one of her legs wrapping around him to pull him further into her as she wrapped an arm around him her nails running down his back as she rolled her hips up into his.

"You have no idea how long i've wanted this." Tyler said against her lips, his eyes blown and teary as he looked at her, Y/n's eyes wide and filled with lust as she ran her hand down his face tenderly kissing him.

"We've been friends for 3 years and for atleast two of those i have been trying to push down these feelings." He confessed, pushing up so he could look in her eyes as she blushed leaning up and pressing a kiss to his chin.

"The first week i met you, i saved you from those kids and i wrote in my diary that i would marry you." Y/n said quietly, she had never told anyone that but as Tyler looked down at her as though she was a god she felt compelled to tell him. Tyler smiled down at her moving slowly to kiss her, the kiss searing both their lips but it felt right as Tyler moved his arm so he could wrap one behind her shoulder his other moving along her inner thigh until he felt her underwear. A groan coming from him as Y/n rolled her hips into his, his fingers feeling how wet she was and his inner dark self wanting to come out and take her as quickly as possible, mark her as his and watch as she cried in pleasure under him. Y/n ran her nails down his back again as he came back to his normal thoughts, his eyes cast down as he watched himself grind into her, his eyes roaming back up to meet hers as she smirked at him. His lips dropping to hers as he pushed her underwear to the side, his lips moving to her jaw and throat as he kissed and sucked his way down her body, his hands groping at her breasts as she moaned and ground onto his fingers as they circled her clit. Y/n's nails scraping his back and her other hand holding his arm as she whined as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, his eyes on hers as he watched her arch her back pushing her chest further into him, his eyes dark as her face flushed. His hand replacing his mouth as he continued his path down, loving how she opened her eyes and looked at him biting her lip as he ran his teeth along her underwear, his fingers now quickening on her clit as she whimpered and moved her head back her neck pink and purple from his love bites. His body sliding down the bed as he removed his fingers, looping each hand in her waistband and pulling them slowly down her legs, staring at her soaked pussy as her hand moved upwards to his hair as he pulled them clean off her. Moving them and inhaling making her entire body light up red and heat up as she stared at him mouth open at how hot he looked before he dropped them on his trousers.

"You smell so sweet, i'm keeping those." His voice deeper than normal as he smiled at her like a predator would their prey, and in that moment Y/n felt like she was his prey as he pushed her legs apart biting along her inner thigh maintaining eyecontact. Pure torture she thought as he bit her hip making her gasp and roll her hips in response, one of his arms coming to loop around her hip and waist holding her flush to the bed as her nails scratched his skull making him moan as she whispered his name. Tyler looking at her tenderly as he dipped between her legs, throwing both her thighs onto his shoulder enjoying how she shivered but didn't take her eyes off him as he licked a stripe and flicked his tongue onto her clit making her bite her lip as she whimpered in response. 

"Tease." She said trying to cut the tension, she felt suffocated by her want for Tyler to just hurry up and ravish her, her innocent sweet Tyler had suddenly become this mysterious and down right filthy man between her legs. His eyes completely black as he watched her swivelling his tongue around her clit as she clenched around his head, her hip trying to raise but his iron grip pushed her down and she was sure she'd have beautiful bruised over her hips and thighs in the morning. Her mind fogging over as she fisted his hair, her toes curling as he somehow knew exactly what to do, she had thought about him before but had always thoughts it would be awkward and sweet. This was not sweet, this was like she was the first glass of water in the dessert, the first meal after being starved, his only desire. Her body jolting as he sucked on her clit making her yelp out as she moaned his name, swearing as she felt overwhelmed by his change in personality, she felt like she'd been dunked in ice expecting to be the dominant one. Teach him what to do and everything to be so tender but now she squirmed under him and moaned his name as his tongue spelled his name on her clit over and over, his eyes never leaving her as he watched her head throw back in pleasure. His inner monster feeding on her lust and the pure power he felt had him gripping her thighs so hard he thought they'd be indented, Y/n trying to move away from him as it all became too much. His hands dragging her closer as he buried his face into her as she came, his name coming out her mouth in stuttering pleas as she ran her nails through his hair, his inner monster practically purring at her begs as she kept twitching as he didn't stop until she nearly cried. His head moving slowly away from her dripping pussy, his lips meeting her thigh as he sucked a bruise onto it marking her once more as he watched her chest rise and fall as she whined. Wiping his mouth on the sheets as he moved upwards until he hovered back over her, her eyes half lidded as she gleefully smiled at him.

"Where the fuck did you learn how to do that?" Y/n laughed out making Tyler's exterior crack as he laughed moving down to kiss her as she wrapped her arms around his neck tasting herself on his tongue. 

Wednesday Taglist: @celibacy-or-death @sarcastic-sourwolf @snips-501 @lilithskywalker @parkersmyth @hey-im-bored504 @1horrormoviewhore1 @peachycupotea 

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Tyler Galpin x reader: part 3

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

Y/n made her way towards the old townhouse, finding Wednesday's tracks as she did calling out to her as she found her on the ground with a severed hand near by. Y/n gasping as she fell to her knees trying to awaken her but the hand started signing something and weirdly enough Y/n felt like she understood, stepping back she watched Wednesday as she came too, staring oddly at Y/n as she stood.

"You're here?" Y/n smiled helping her up as Wednesday explained everything she'd seen, Y/n's head snapping towards the woods as she heard a noise, looking through the holes in the wall to see a beast the otherside, screaming as she fell backwards onto the ground. Wednesday rushing to the door and seeing the beast run away, Thing helping Y/n up as Wednesday went running after the monster. Y/n trying to keep up with her as she ran, Thing on her shoulder as she tried to calm her pounding heart eyes darting around as she bumped into Wednesday. Xavier stood in front of them as rain began to pour, the footprints disappearing as Wednesday tried to explain to Xavier what happened but even though Y/n had seen it it sounded crazy. 

"I saw it too." Y/n said, removing her jumper to try to cover her hair as the rain pelted down, Xavier's eyes running over her body before he snapped out of it and looked back Wednesday helping the two girls under the umbrella as they made their way back to town. Tyler running towards them soaked head to toe as he hugged Y/n to him, he had woken up naked and afraid a few minutes ago by a pile of his clothes and chucked them on, now he held Y/n he saw flashes of her terrified face in his mind as he tucked his head into her neck and pet her hair.

"Thank god you're alright, why did you run off like that?" He spoke pulling back and caressing her soaked face as Wednesday and Xavier left the two, arguing as they went but Tyler couldn't get the fear of Y/n hating him out of his head. Y/n smiled up at him as she guided them towards the coffee shop, getting out the rain as she began to shiver, Tyler taking her jumper and his coat to put them on the radiator in the staff room. Y/n curling up at a booth as she shivered, her make up slightly smudged under her eyes but Tyler thought she still looked beautiful as she tried to heat herself up. Tyler grabbing his jumper from behind the counter and bringing it over to Y/n as she thanked him throwing it on and smushing her face into it as she sighed at the warmth.

"You always smell so good, i need to steal more of your jumpers." Y/n smiled as she saw the bashful look take over Tyler's face, quickly rushing to the counter so he could make them two hot drinks to reheat them, his eyes on Y/n as she curled into his jumper enjoying how cozy she looked in it. Adding the syrup to Y/n's hot chocolate he carried them over, sitting next to Y/n and wrapping her in his arms as she shivered tucking herself into his side happily stealing his heat.

"You really are the best Tyler." Y/n sighed drinking her hot chocolate as she relaxed into Tyler, his hand rubbing up and down her arm comfortingly.

"What was Wednesday saying about the townhouse?" He asked trying to not sound suspicious as he drank his hot chocolate, burning his mouth slightly but enjoying the pain, he had noticed how much he had changed the past few months but he liked it. He felt stronger, more capable and ready for anything, he could protect Y/n now. 

"She thinks the monster can turn into a human, you should have seen it Tyler, it was horrifying." Y/n looked at Tyler with wide eyes, Tyler looking at her sadly as he pet her hair comforting her as he tried to get her scream and face out of her head, he didn't remember a lot or know why he was out there but he would always be haunted by the fear he had caused her. 

"No one will ever hurt you Y/n" he whispered as she closed her eyes, taking a sip of her hot chocolate as she completely calmed in his presence. Tyler looking out the window as Miss Thornhill drove by, smirking at him as he looked down quickly not wanting to see her as he concentrated on Y/n. Moving his eyes back to the window when she was gone, watching the rain slowly stop until there was only puddles and mud everywhere Y/n now almost asleep against him as he continued to stroke her hair enjoying the moment. 

Y/n and Tyler didn't see Wednesday for a good few days after Y/n had seen the monster, he stayed at her house each night as she struggled to sleep constantly seeing the monster's face but Tyler's body tucked around hers helped her to sleep. Y/n woke up smothered under Tyler's arms as she snuggled further into him, her might dress ridden up to her hips as her leg was thrown over his hip one of his arms slung low on her waist and hand spread out across her thigh. His hand almost burning her as she tried to not squirm under his hold, feeling her chest brush up against his and his leg move making her grind against it where she half straddled his leg. Her eyes widening as she felt a shock go through her, this was not good Y/n thought as she tried to move, Tyler groaning in his sleep and yanking her on top of him as he laid on his back. Y/n tried not to make any noise as Tyler crushed her to his chest, her legs now either side of his hips and body pressed tightly into his chest. His hand gripping her thigh as he sighed out tucking his head into her neck, Y/n deciding to just relax into his hold as she grazed her nails along his shirt thinking about nothing as she traced shapes on his chest. Tyler stirring at she did, adjusting as he thrust upwards trying to get further into the bed but jolting Y/n as she let out a small moan at the sudden contact making her slap a hand over her mouth as she blushed dark red. Tyler moving his hand from her back to run down his face as he groaned then yawned before realising the position they both were in, his face lighting up red as he let Y/n go allowing her to move backwards to sit between his legs as they both sat up. Tyler bashfully smiling and scratching the back of his neck as Y/n pulled down her night dress smiling shyly at him as she did.

"Think i forgot you weren't a pillow." He said trying to diffuse the obvious tension making her laugh and push his chest as he fell back onto the bed laughing with her as he looked up at her.

"Yeah thanks for that, i love being thrown about in the morning." Y/n stood up rolling her eyes as she left for the bathroom, Tyler running a hand down his face as he thought of her words willing himself to not get a boner over how they were when he woke up, he had almost wanted to pretend to stay asleep and keep moving against her but when she moaned he couldn't hold himself together. Y/n returned from the bathroom, a dressing gown now covering her body as she dropped between his legs laying her back against his front and relaxing into him.

"I don't want to go to work." She groaned out in annoyance as Tyler played with her hair, enjoying how the crease between her brows dissipated as she closed her eyes and enjoyed his attention.

"I'll drive you and pick you up if you want, i have therapy at 9 then work til 4 so you might have to wait a little bit." Y/n nodded turning on her stomach so she could push her head into his chest and whine at the thought of leaving bed, Tyler laughing as he pet her head.

"I'll take that as a yes, come on we need to get up." Y/n shook her head trying yo bury herself into the bed then stopped when Tyler let out a noise, her eyes opening as she felt something against her stomach, both of them awkwardly staying still. Tyler moved her off of him as he went to apologise instead stuttering out the word bathroom and grabbing his bag, Y/n sat up red faced watching him scurry away as she pushed back her hair. Quickly shaking her head and rushing to get dressed, Tyler coming out fully dressed as Y/n pulled on a jumper, the two awkwardly smiling at each other. Tyler reached for her bag as he threw his over his shoulder, admiring her jeans and smirking when he noticed she was wearing one of his old jumpers, Y/n raising an eyebrow at him as his confidence boosted.

"Nice jumper." He commented grinning widely as she looked down at it and realised, looking up at him playfully.

"Thanks don't remember where it's from, probably some rando." Tyler laughed at her comment, pulling her into his arm as they left the apartment, Y/n locking up and getting back under his arm as they walked towards his car. Tyler opening the door for her as she thanked him and climbed in, Tyler running round to get in his side and driving off towards Pilgrim World, Y/n leaning back into the old seats as Tyler moved his hand from the gearstick to hold her thigh as he always did whenever they drove together. Y/n's playlist coming through the speakers as she flipped through songs on her phone deciding what to play, Tyler tapping his fingers along to the random song that played as Y/n soon got distracted as a colleague text her. Huffing out annoyed as she stared at it, Tyler casting his eyes to her before squeezing her thigh in question.

"The mayor is coming down today which means my mum is coming aswell, can i call in sick?" Tyler laughed lightly as he pulled up outside her work, parking the car as he turned to her.

"Just ignore her, i'll be here as soon as i finish alright?" Y/n nodded leaning over and kissing his cheek as she climbed out, sighing as she put on a fake smile entering the staff room with a wave to Tyler as he pulled out the parking area. Y/n sat in the staff room putting on her make up and changing into her pilgrim dress as she prepared herself to see her mum. Exiting the room she instantly saw her mum, practically dripping off the mayor as she smiled widely at everyone Y/n trying to hide the sneer on her face as her mum called out to her and ran in her heels to hug her.

Tyler drove off slowly still thinking about what had happened in the morning, his mind stuck on the way Y/n had quietly moaned and then embarrassment taking over as he thought about how he had gotten a boner whilst she laid on him. Hitting the steering wheel gently as he groaned in annoyance, parking next to the coffee shop as he checked the time, climbing out as he walked towards Dr Kinbott's office. He passed Wednesday as she left, briefly saying hi as he climbed the stairs smiling at Kinbott as she opened the door for him to enter, thanking her as he sat down. Wednesday standing by the door for a minute as she debated what to do, she had suspicions of everyone but Y/n as she had been the only other person who had seen the monster but she didn't know if she could trust her or Tyler. Wednesday waited an hour for Tyler watching from the window as he left Kinbott's office entering the coffee shop he smiled at her as he grabbed his apron and moved to the counter. Waiting a few minutes as he served a customer and made a quad with ice for Wednesday, placing it infront of her as he sat down across from her. Wednesday ignoring him as he tried to spark up conversation until he built up the confidence to say what was on his mind.

"Are we friends? Because it feels like you come in and use me as a pawn, aswell as Y/n then ignore us." Wednesday's eyes widened ever so slightly before returning to their previous state.

"You are both my friends. It's complicated." Tyler tried not to be offended just nodding at her as she started going off on whatever tangent she originally had planned on talking to him about. 

Y/n walked around Pilgrim world with her mum ranting on and on about what had happened since she last saw her, her nails digging into her palm as she tried to ignore how ignorant her mum was.

"When are you and Tyler going to go on a date?" Y/n choked on her own saliva, having to stop walking as her mum hit her back a few times as her daughter coughed out loudly and hit her chest. 

"What." Y/n said trying to ignore her body being on fire and the way her heart beat a hundred times faster, calming her coughing enough to stand up and stare wide eyed at her mum.

"Don't be so childish, you spend all your time together, have 'sleepovers' where i'm sure you spend half the time wrapped up in each others arms. You're basically dating already just ask the poor soul out before he moves on. He won't stay pathetic forever." Y/n felt tears come to her eyes at her mum's harsh words, moving away from her as she stood straight and spat back at her.

"You're one to talk, you might aswell drop to your knees in front of the mayor and beg him to fuck you even though he's married. Get a grip and piss off. Don't ever talk about Tyler like that again." Y/n stormed off towards the staff room, ripping off the stupid pilgrim dress and chucking it roughly into her locker as she slammed it shut and screamed into her hands. Her hands in her hair as she punched the locker, her mum was so out of line and constantly switching her mind on who she liked and if she wanted to be nice to Y/n or rude. Rubbing her hand down her face she sighed out grabbing her bag and throwing Tyler's jumper back on as she left the staff room, scowling at her mum as she relentlessly flirted with the mayor. Y/n rolled her eyes texting Tyler saying she would meet him at the shop as she only stayed at work for 3 hours because of her demented mum, starting her small walk back into town as she seethed over her mum's words. Y/n made it to town quicker than she ever had, her boots rubbing on her ankles as she stormed around people getting out her way as she beelined for the coffee shop pushing a man out the way as she banged open the door. Tyler looking up shocked as she marched up to him, his legs barely getting him past the counter before she threw herself into his arms and started ranting. Pulling from his arms during her rant so she could pace in front of him.

"I hate her, i hate her so damn much! Who does she think she is? Walking around like she's all that and ooo Tyler you should have heard her! Questioning our friendship, calling you pathetic! You! She's the pathetic one basically throwing her legs open anytime the mayor even looks her way and she just has to keep interfe-" Tyler cut her off pulling her into a tight hug as she groaned out loudly and dug her head into his chest, her hands stopping their actions to pull him closer as she tried not to cry.

"She's such a bitch." Y/n voice was muffled by Tyler's chest as she complained, his hand running up and down her back as he whispered soothing words to her wanting to pull her in and never let her go, he had to admit he was raging inside at her mum not for calling him pathetic. But for upsetting Y/n so much she had left work early and now was almost in tears because of her, moving his hand to pet through her hair as Y/n lifted her head allowing a tear to slip as she sniffled and looked at him. 

"Can you stay over again?" Y/n said, Tyler nodding with a smile as she dropped her head back into his chest, the shop almost completely empty as he rocked her side to side closing his eyes and leaning his head on hers. 

Thing snuck into the shop, seeing Y/n in Tyler's arm as he slipped a note into the tip jar and dinging the bell as Tyler broke away from Y/n confused when neither of them saw a customer Y/n noticing the note and pointing at it. The two read it confused until Tyler spoke.

"Wednesday wants us to be her dates to the raven...this feels like a trap." Tyler laughed as he spoke, Y/n cracking a smile as she wiped her eyes taking the note she smiled widely at Tyler.

"So we're technically going on a date?" Y/n blushed as she spoke quickly adding.

"With Wednesday, obviously..." Tyler smiled pulling her head to his as he held her close, their lips almost touching as they stared at each other.

"It's a date. Plus Wednesday." Y/n bit her lip as she smiled, Tyler's thumb pulling her lip free before he moved down capturing her lips as the two wrapped their arms around each other. Pulling apart only to put smaller kisses to each other's lips and smile childishly at the other.

"A date." Y/n repeated, going on her tiptoes to kiss him once more. 

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Tyler Galpin x reader (alternative)

Tyler placed a hot chocolate down infront of Y/n as she stared out the window, his smile widening as she jumped slightly and turned to grin at him thanking him as she looked at the new drink. Moving to grab her money from her black bag only for Tyler to sit opposite her and stop her.

"Nope, it's on the house. As a thank you." Y/n quirked an eyebrow at him as she slowly placed her purse back into the black bag, her hair falling over the side of her face as she turned back to him tucking the hair behind her ear as she moved to pick up the drink. Sniffing it as she smiled down at it, the smell of gingerbread filling her body as she sighed out.

"You make the best hot chocolate." Taking a sip she let out a happy moan which made Tyler blush dark as she closed her eyes and savoured the amazing drink, Tyler leaning against his hand as he stared at her happy face, she was hard on the outside but inside she was a softy. He admired how she looked in the deep red dress, he had almost spilt someone's coffee down them when she walked in, her boots thudding against the ground as she entered. He had to admit this was one of her favourite type of outfits, a dress with fishnets and boots especially when she wore a dress like the one she currently wore. The cut shorter and slightly tighter, this one especially with the v cut, he had stuttered an apology to the customer and rushed to the register as she looked around before spotting him and smiling, the dark red lips and eyeliner really worked for him. Especially the way her legs looked in the fishnets, as he thought about it now he saw her sharp acrylics snap in front of his eyes as he zoned back in. A dark blush on his face as he chuckled nervously at her questioning face, a carved eyebrow raised in question before she shrugged and took another sip before casting her eyes back towards the therapy office.

"Someone new is in there." She spoke, side eyeing him as they both watched a girl slide down the gutter and sneak around, Y/n's eyebrows shot up as she turned to watch the girl enter the coffee shop.

"She's hot." Y/n whispered as Tyler rushed back to the counter, Y/n's eyes trained on the goth girl in Nevermore uniform as she walked towards the counter and began talking to Tyler. The girl looked oddly towards Y/n then back to Tyler so Y/n stood, abandoning her hot chocolate swinging her bag over her shoulder and moving so she could lean on the counter near Tyler where he now fussed over the coffee machine. Her dress showing off her cleavage as she did, Wednesday staring at her before looking back at Tyler as his attention was stolen by Y/n.

"Stop staring at her and give me the instructions." Y/n laughed as Tyler stuttered handing her the italian instruction manual, moving to lean against the counter so Y/n's head reached his waist as he crossed his arms and stared at Wednesday as she somehow fixed the stupid machine. Y/n raising an eyebrow as she stood up straight and smoothed down her dress Tyler's eyes following her hands as they smoothed over the back of the dress until Wednesday spoke.

"Fixed. Now i need a ride." Y/n looked towards Tyler enjoying how flustered he was around the mysterious girl.

"I don't finish for an hour, i'm sure you can sit with Y/n as she's also waiting for me?" Tyler looked towards Y/n begging her to agree with him as she smiled showing off her oddly sharp canines for a normie.

"That doesn't work for me." Y/n dropped her smile and tapped her sharp nails against the counter as she watched the girl try to bribe Tyler to abandon work. Tyler turning her down but she kept adding money until Y/n chimed in.

"Sit down and wait, jeez let Tyler finish his shift. I won't bite." Y/n rolled her eyes tapping Tyler's shoulder and grazing along it with her nails as she moved back to her seat, slumping down and picking up her hot chocolate. Wednesday deciding she seemed the most interesting and more her type of person and taking the seat opposite her, Y/n sending a wink to Tyler as more customers flooded in. 

"I'm Y/n." Y/n spoke first extending her hand as Wednesday stared at it before Y/n raised her hands in mock surrender and rolled her eyes.

"Wednesday." Y/n looked at her as she drank some more of the luke warm hot chocolate, the door chiming as three boys entered.

"If it isn't L/N, with an outcast? Who would have thought?" One of the boys laughed as Y/n ignored them but Wednesday watched how her nails scraped against the cup and eyebrows slightly creased in annoyance. Tyler rushing to serve the customer as he saw the small gang of popular kids stand by Y/n, wiping his hands on his uniform and smiling at Y/n who in turn put down the hot chocolate.

"Hey guys come on." One of the guys turned to Tyler pushing him back.

"Stay out of this Galpin." Y/n stood up quickly pushing the guy away from her best friend as they stood chest to chest.

"Don't touch him." She warned, Wednesday now standing up as the mayor's son pushed Y/n, her face turning dark as she threw a punch at him whilst Tyler watched Wednesday beat up the other two until all three laid on the floor.

"You okay?" Y/n asked tenderly as she turned to Tyler, her hand on his chest as she looked up at him, his eyes dropping to where her knuckle had split upon contact with the jackass on the ground. His dad soon walking in and sighing as he looked at Y/n until he noticed Wednesday behind her, suddenly turning stern.

"What happened here?" Tyler tried to explain but his dad was too focused on Wednesday as Tyler wrapped his arms around Y/n.

"They started it dad, Y/n and Wednesday just defended themselves." The sheriff stared at Wednesday until Principle Weem's interrupted. 

"Ahh Miss Addam's this where you've snuck off to." Wednesday stared at her blankly as she watched the tall principle look at the damage.

"You're an Addams? You Gomez's kid?" Wednesday ignored him as she followed Principle Weems, the sheriff spewing nonsense of her father being a murderer until they were out his sight, now turning to face Tyler and Y/n as his son smiled sheepishly at him whilst Y/n hid her fist behind her back.

"Show me your hand kid." Y/n stuck out her hand, her long black acrylics still in perfect condition as the sheriff sighed and ran a finger over her knuckles.

"Just a bruise, damn it now i have to explain this all." Y/n and Tyler moved backwards as his dad rounded up the three lads, Y/n snickering when the mayor's son winced in pain and glared at her. Tyler squeezing her arm in light warning as she dropped her smile and rolled her eyes once more, leaning into his arm around her as they all left. 

"I like her." Y/n spoke turning and resting her chin on Tyler's chest as he wrapped his arms around her back lazily, looking down at her with a sweet smile on his face.

"You would." Y/n scoffed playfully, lifting her hand to smack his chest as he faked hurt and betrayal making her laugh as she moved away from him towards her cup. Turning back to him with the cold drink and a sheepish smile.

"Think i could get another?" Tyler playfully smiled at her, taking the cup and rolling his eyes mocking what she always did, Y/n gasping in fake insult following him towards the counter as he made her another. 

"How's your knuckles?" He spoke as he pumped the gingerbread into the cup, watching her eyes sparkle as he did a chuckle coming from him as he poured in the hot chocolate and placed it in front of where she leaned on the counter. Y/n standing up and moving round the counter allowing Tyler to hold her waist as she jumped onto it, his body between her legs as he took her hands watching her open and close her fist.

"It's fine, his face was soft." Y/n laughed as she spoke, watching as Tyler grabbed a clean cloth wrapping ice in it and placing it on her knuckles making her hiss through gritted teeth.

"Such a toughty." Tyler laughed as she glared at him, going to roll her eyes as Tyler handed her her hot chocolate enjoying how she instantly smiled and took it off him gently. The make shift ice pack falling in her lap as he picked it up moving it next to them as he placed his hands either side of her thighs and looked down at her.

"Thank you." Y/n took a hand off the cup to wave him off, dismissing the whole event as though she hadn't defended him against the asshole. Looking at him over the cup she smiled lovingly at him.

"What are best friends for? You never know, one day you might repay me and beat someone up instead." Y/n laughed as Tyler groaned, taking the cup of her as she whined now forcing the ice pack onto her knuckles and holding his warm hand against her now cold one.

"Yeah yeah, let me fix you up." Y/n grinned at him trying to sweeten him up as he tried his hardest to stay serious before he caught her eyes and cracked a smile back.

"You can't get out of everything by smiling." He taunted her, moving the ice pack and placing both his hands over hers to reheat it.

"I don't know, i get out of most things, plus i have the sheriff's son wrapped around my manicured pinky." Y/n cheekily smiled at him as he rolled his eyes and moved to poke her cheek as she moved to slap his hand. 

"You're lucky i like you so much." Tyler spoke poking her again to annoy her as she pouted at him.

"You can't help it." She laughed poking him back as the two began laughing and playfully fighting. 

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"You need to stay away from that Addam's girl." Tyler's dad spoke as he sat across from him, Tyler nodding along to whatever his dad said as he watched Y/n 'apologise' to the mayor's son as she held her hands behind her back swearing and clenching and unclenching her fists as Tyler chuckled.

"I mean it Tyler, Y/n too, she doesn't need more trouble. Look out for her." Tyler nodded seriously at his dad.

"I'll always look out for her." His dad clapped a hand on his shoulder standing and making his way over to Y/n where he placed a hand on her shoulder probably smoothing out whatever Y/n had said in her 'apology' Y/n finally able to leave as she rushed over to Tyler dropping into the chair to him as they both stared at Tyler's dad and the mayor.

"Why am i always the bad guy?" Y/n huffed as she leant her head on Tyler's shoulder feeling him shrug lifting her head so he could wrap his arm around her shoulder almost pulling her into his lap as he tucked her into him.

"You're not to me." Y/n laughed hitting his chest.

"You're so cheesy." Tyler grinned at her as his dad approached taking his hat off and sighing as he pushed back his hair.

"You're one lucky lady Y/n. No charges." Y/n beamed putting out her hand and forcing the sheriff to shake her hand as she thanked him. Looking back at Tyler and winking.

"Told ya, get away with anything thanks to you." The sheriff groaned, waving his hands wanting them both to leave him alone as he held his head still stumped and struggling with the 'bear' attacks that had been plaguing the town the last few months, it had started off as one but now it was up to three and he worried it would keep growing. Y/n stood grabbing Tyler's hand pulling him along hiding her face as she passed the mayor and his son sure she wouldn't be able to hide the expression of joy from them if she didn't, Tyler muffling a laugh as he followed behind her enjoying how her hand felt in his. The two exited the police station hand in hand as Y/n pulled Tyler towards the coffee shop, changing so their fingers intwined and her nails tapped against the back of his hand making the hair on his arks stand up, Y/n wrapping her arm around Tyler's pressing his arm into her chest as she leaned into him. Tyler smiled down at her feeling how much she leant into him since she made him slightly hunch over to walk with her, his eyes suddenly leavings hers as Miss Thornhill walked by smiling at the pair. Y/n glaring at her until she was out of sight pulling Tyler to stop walking as she let go of him and folded her arms.

"Is she still trying to be your new mummy?" Tyler's eyes darkened slightly but Y/n paid no attention as she rolled her eyes and leaned on her hip waiting for an answer from him.

"It's not like that Y/n, she just likes that i remember her order like everyone else." Tyler's voice more defensive than he normally would be but Y/n ignored it in favour of groaning dramatically and throwing her arms over his shoulders and leaning back until he wrapped his around her waist so she wouldn't fall.

"You're so oblivious, she's such a cougar." Tyler laughed as Y/n let go of his shoulders completely dead weighting in his arms letting him start walking as she walked backwards with him pretending to be dead in his arms before standing properly and turning so he could wrap his arm back around her. 

"She's not flirting with me." Y/n elbowed him gently as he made up another excuse for his weird relationship with the Nevermore teacher, Tyler moving to hold the door open letting Y/n in as she bowed at him in thanks making him grin. 

"As long as you don't start ditching me for some cougar who definitely wants to get into your pants." Y/n walked backwards as she wiggled her eyebrows at him, Tyler rolling his eyes and laughing as she moved to flop into a booth laying on her back with only her knees showing as he sat across from her. Moving forward so he leant over the table and could see where she laid facing upwards, her eyes following him as he sat back down but she could only see his legs. Sighing she sat up properly swinging her legs round so she faced him and leant on her hand tapping her nails on the table as she looked around the small shop. 

"It's outreach day soon isn't it?" Tyler nodded as he smiled at the other barista placing two drinks in front of them, she was a young girl who Tyler had trained so he could have evenings off occasionally and hang out with Y/n more. Pushing Y/n's hot chocolate towards her as he picked up his coffee and took a sip trying not to wince at the badly made drink, watching Y/n as she absentmindedly took a drink of her hot chocolate before pausing and letting it drip back into the mug. Her tongue swiping over her red tainted lips as she placed the mug back down, Tyler staring at her lips as he did before snapping out of his trance as Y/n spoke.

"You're a terrible teacher." The two laughed as they both pushed their drinks to the side deciding to leave them alone, Tyler sliding out the booth and waiting for Y/n as she slowly climbed out.

"Outreach is next week, dad's already on edge about everything so he's not looking forward to it. I'm gonna have some students working here and i can imagine you'll have loads up at pilgrim world." Y/n groaned thinking about her job, she hated working there but her mum was trying to weasel her way into the mayor's bed and being his secretary meant forcing her daughter to work at his stupid tourist trap. Y/n walked in front of Tyler as he waved goodbye to his coworker, moving to watch up with her as she began to walk home knowing Tyler would always drop her off first. 

"I hate working there, i don't know why we celebrate pilgrims as if they weren't sexist pigs who would have accused half of us of being witches." Tyler nodded along as she ranted, he had heard the same conversation over and over each time he brought it up but he enjoyed listening to her moan about her job. As they got closer to her apartment, she had moved out her mum's house when she turned 17 and got the tiny apartment cheap from the lady who owned Uriah's heap as long as she brought her fudge back from pilgrim world. Y/n stood at the door as she finally stopped ranting, facing Tyler as she put her key in opening the door wide enough so they could both walk through.

"Want to come in? I can make some hot chocolates and you can sort out the blankets for movies whilst i have a quick bath?" Tyler tried to keep his mind straight as she spoke, it was a normal night for them but it always flustered him whenever she said it and even more when she would walk through the apartment in towels and little pyjamas. Tyler scratched the back of his neck as he laughed nervously.

"I can't tonight, dad wants me to be back before it's dark because of the bear attacks." Y/n pursed her lips slightly before smiling at Tyler.

"Your loss." Tyler looked down with a smile, pulling Y/n into a hug before saying his goodbyes waiting until Y/n closed the door to turn and begin his own walk home. As he walked a car pulled up in front of him with Miss Thornhill in, her bright red lips smiling wide as she opened the door to let him in, Tyler smiling back at her as he climbed in. 

"How's my sweet boy?" She cooed at him, shifting gears as he began telling her all about his day although she didn't listen to anything until Wednesday's name was brought up. Suddenly her questions sharper and more demanding as he tried his hardest to earn her approval. 

Y/n stood in pilgrim world, her lips dark red and eyeliner as sharp as a knife her normal clothes swapped out for the long black dress but she refused to wear the bonnet so her hair was down along with big boots and fishnets that showed where she had cut the dress to show her shins slightly. Her eyes following the Nevermore's as they all lined up as her boss explained they would be working in the fudgery, Wednesday asking questions about the old townhouse and the exhibits as Y/n blew a bubble with her gum popping it loudly as her boss glared at her.

"Miss Y/n here will show thou around, head her warnings for she partakes in witchery." Y/n's lip curling as she spoke, her bosses favourite jab at her being that she should be the witch they burn at 2pm, Y/n stepped forward as all the students looked at her trying to contain her eye roll instead closing her eyes sighing deeply and opening them with a friendly smiles forced on her face.

"Good morrow students..." Y/n longed out her words as she watched her boss walk away to tell off another worker, stopping the stupid pilgrim talk as she huffed out leaning back on her hip and folding her arms as she popped her gum again.

"Do whatever you want, i don't want to be here so i doubt you do. Just put the uniforms on, don't swear at customers and try not to piss off the boss lady. She'll make you the burning witch, trust me it's not fun." Y/n checked her nails as she spoke, picking at her cuticle before smiling sweetly at everyone.

"I don't really care, my shift finishes in an hour so just don't blow anything up." Y/n shrugged then turned ready to leave until Wednesday called her name, Y/n turning towards her with an eyebrow raised and a small smile.

"What's up spooky?" Wednesday's lip twitched almost in a smirk as she stepped closer to Y/n her platforms making it so she almost reached Y/n's height. 

"I need to get into that exhibit, can you help?" Y/n weighed up her options, tilting her head as she thought before blowing another bubble nodding. The gum popping as she spoke, moving to remove the gum and chuck it onto the ground.

"Sure, might aswell kill some time before i meet Tyler." Wednesday followed her as Y/n began walking towards the exhibit, lifting her dress until Wednesday could see the black ripped shorts underneath and Y/n pulling out a nail file. Leaning down so she could pick the lock as Wednesday watched how quickly she picked the lock until she suddenly stood up looking towards the stocks. Wednesday's eyebrows twitching as she saw the three boys from before pushing Eugene about Y/n already on her way over as she put the nail file in her back pocket and tucked the dress into her belt almost like a pirate would.

"Oi you pricks, get off that little kid." Y/n grabbed the stocks as she watched the brown haired boy try to push it down over him, the other two moving towards her until Wednesday stood in front of them protecting Y/n's back. Y/n throwing the stocks open as Eugene fell out and into the other two boys arms whilst they watched.

"You're so annoying Y/n. We're just having fun." The boy spoke as Y/n slammed the stocks closed almost catching his fingers as he rushed to move them away, the other two egging him on as he circled Y/n but Wednesday had enough stepping forward.

"Do you want a repeat of last time?" Y/n scowled at the other two until they fully backed away from Eugene, Y/n pulling him into her side as she watched Wednesday beat up the boy and lock him in the stocks.

"Dickhead." Y/n whispered as they walked away from him back to the unlocked door where Wednesday now crept in, Y/n looking at her watch before sticking her head in.

"I need to go, be careful and if you need anything me and Tyler will be at the shop. See ya." Y/n ruffled Eugene's hair as she left, ripping off her dress as she got closer to the staff room throwing it into her locker and grabbing her oversized jumper chucking it over her t shirt and shorts. Shoving everything into her bag as she clocked out, clipping her hair away from her face as she made her way towards the coffee shop, passing Wednesday as she got caught and quickly rushing away so she wouldn't be told off aswell. 

Xavier looked at the door as Y/n walked in, taking the clip out her hair as she ruffled it back to normal and applied more liptint as she looked around for Tyler, smiling at Xavier as she approached.

"Hey, you're a Nevermore right did you get assigned here?" Y/n leaned against the counter as she spoke to him, she didn't see the point in being rude towards the students as she was used to the same behaviour from her peers. Xavier looked shocked as she spoke to him, not knowing what to say as he was used to the way others treated him remembering how Tyler and his buddies had beat him up and ruined his mural, he went to respond until Tyler arrived Y/n smiling widely at him and moving to lean her chin against his chest and stare up at him.

"Hey, how was work?" Tyler asked as he cast his eyes slightly towards Xavier who glared at him and moved away watching Tyler wrap his arms around Y/n as he smiled down at her.

"It sucked, although Wednesday made it more fun but those assholes came back for round two so she took care of them. Then i escaped to my knight in shining armour who is going to make me the best hot chocolate ever...right?" Tyler laughed as he moved Y/n off him so he could get behind the counter and begin to make her hot chocolate, Y/n moving to sit on the counter as she normally did but this time facing the door her back to Tyler. Xavier picking up cups and plates as he looked at Y/n, he remembered her from last outreach day as she had smacked Tyler around the head in the sheriff's department obviously telling him off but he had never given it much thought until now. Tyler placed her hot chocolate in a take away cup next to her so she wouldn't spill it as he wrapped his arms around her waist dragging her further back and into his chest leaning his chin on her shoulder as they both people watched. Y/n sighing dreamily as she drank the hot chocolate, leaning into Tyler as she complimented his drink making.

"What would i do without you?" She spoke with a smile as he moved from her shoulder to smile down at her as he blushed slightly.

"You'd be lost." Y/n smirked as she continued drinking the amazing drink and closing her eyes relaxing into Tyler as she let the days stress dissipate from her body only opening them as Tyler moved back forcing her to sit up properly again. Apologising as he explained he needed to restock something, Y/n nodding as she hunched over to hold the side of the counter watching Xavier as he came back over.

"Thank you." Y/n raised an eyebrow confused going to ask as Xavier looked at her properly.

"Last year, you defended me." Y/n's eyes flashed with realisation as she smiled and nodded at him, her head snapping to the door as Wednesday entered Xavier moving as he smiled at her. Wednesday looking at Y/n before standing next to her and Xavier.

"Hey Wednesday, can i get you a drink?" Xavier looked like a puppy whose owner just came in as he spoke to Wednesday, Y/n finding it cute how she saw the younger girl try to hide her obvious affection for him.

"I'm actually here for Tyler, and Y/n." She spoke but Y/n could tell she said Tyler's name first purely to torture the poor boy whose smile dropped as he moved away the pair of them, Wednesday dinging the bell as Tyler came rushing out only to slow down as he saw her.

"Oh hey." He said looking at Y/n then back to Wednesday as she pulled out a map, Y/n jumping off the counter as her and Tyler stood on each side of Wednesday.

"I need to know where the old townhouse is." Tyler looked at her oddly before sighing and pointing where it was located.

"Around here, but most people use it to get high and drink my dad has to raid it every few weeks." Y/n moved Tyler's hand slightly to point a little higher, smiling at the pair as she spoke.

"It's there, my ex used to take me there to smoke but we stopped going after a junkie kicked him in the balls." Wednesday felt the slight shift in Tyler as he huffed out a response.

"Yeah and the fact he was an asshole." Y/n rolled her eyes moving to flick his ear as he flinched back returning to his normal self, Wednesday rolling her eyes and moving away from the two thanking them before rushing off. Tyler wrapping his arms around Y/n as she relaxed into him looking up as he leaned down to stare at her.

"Should we go with her?" Tyler shook his head as he grinned down at Y/n, tugging her back towards the counter as she dead weighted allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

"I'm sure she'll be fine, she's pretty scary." Y/n nodded as she finally supported her own weight, allowing Tyler to help her back onto the counter as he moved to help another customer, Y/n thinking it over as she bit her lip before sighing and collecting her bag.

"I'm gonna go after her, i'll text you if we die." Tyler went to go after her but the customer got annoyed, Tyler now stuck behind the counter watching Y/n leave for the woods.

"Don't die!" He shouted back at her, quickly making the drink for the customer and calling out to the other barista and he chucked his apron off running after the two girls. Stopping in the street as Miss Thornhill approached him, his mind going blank as he felt himself leave to the woods and transform. 

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This is part four of the series I’m gonna continue

~Live a Little~ Part 4

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Summary: Y/n Y/l/n is always ready to run, from the cops, towards trouble, on an adventure, whatever she can get an adrenaline rush from.

Pairing: Pogues x Platonic!Reader

Warnings: Cursing, Etc. that comes along with the show. Not proofread, wrote this in like 2 hours.

Word count?:2528

Contains Platonic relationships, fluff, innocent flirting through the reader, and the rest of the Pogues. (Y/n is basically a girl version of JJ)

A/N: Guess who is back and better than ever? not me. jkjkjk im back but i could def. be better. I would like to apologize; On the behalf of my mental health, i have refrained from writing until i realized that it wasn't a job i'm required to do. Its about , making something people love, and that helps me along the way.All i want to do is make people happy, and in return comes my happiness along with yours. hope you enjoy... If you like this chapter and want to see more please Reblog this chapter along with the others.

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The three of us stand around this stupid piece of shit machinery; Waiting for the miracle gold to appear. After staring at the screen so long that my eyes begin to sting in resistance I decided to give it up. There was never any gold. Never will be.BUT a good treasure hunt to get the body's blood flowing is something miss y/l/n would never miss out on. I stand from my hunched-over position between Pope and Kie as I strut over to JJ.

“When will they realize, that if, and only if, the gold is real. It wouldn’t still be on the royal merchant long after the wreckage.” I Swiftly wrap my arms around JJ’s wide ribcage, securing my hands in place above his belly button, and placing my chin on his right shoulder.

“It’s not there. Look just- just pull the drone up.” I hear John B stutter out, his words laced with frustration, before raking his fingers through his hair tugging a bit.

JJ turns his head to his right to whisper against my cheek answering my previous question.

“Looks like now is the time they realize, princess.

“Look ,we can do another pass,recharge the battery and go back down.” Pope pants out. I unravel my hands from around JJ’s body, stirring over to the three still in vicinity of the machinery we ‘borrowed’.

“It’s not down there, if it were Pope, You know we would have found it on the metal detector by now.

“We’ve been through it three times guys,it's not there.” JJ and I both protest before being shut down by kie.

“Shut up”

“What, it’s true.”

“Someone beat us to it.” John b says exasperated

“Oh god, here comes the delusion again, no one took it, it just wasn't there; look if it's real we'll find it but we now know that it's not here so let's go.” I say already becoming annoyed with this stupid treasure hunt that was supposed to be filled with fun and adrenaline. Not stupid machines and watching the waves splash around in the ocean as we look for something that’s not really there.

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Gun shots ring out in my ears as I watch JJ from a short distance while he shoots our overly talkative victim...Mister bear. What JJ doesn’t notice is the ruffeling of the leaves around as I hear someone approach. I quickly turn around to be met with the brown eyed boy.

“They know.” is all he says. Now, me? I have absolutely no fucking clue what Pope is talking about but it seems as if JJ does because he immediately jumps in to talk Pope through a close panic attack after sliding off his earmuffs.

“ What's going on? Who knows what? What did you do?”

JJ had just got done giving Pope one of his famous ‘deny,deny,deny.’ speeches when i asked the questions therefore giving Pope a minute shooting a questioning glare towards JJ almost as if asking for permission to let it slip with me. JJ gives a slow nod of his head but before he can begin to get you to promise not to tell anyone anything.Pope cuts him off.

“It's y/n we’re talking to, the person who vandalized Shoupes police car with ‘fucc-12’ and ‘Acab’. The person who helped get you out of jail countless times. She's not the person to snitch.” Pope swears to him before JJ sends me a playful glare.

“She saved my ass in jail, because she was the one with the ideas that were getting me into jail in the first place.”

“This is getting boring,either tell me what you did or go away, your face is disturbing to stare at for too long.” I ruffle JJ’s hair before landing a punch to his arm, he so ‘smoothly’ recovers acting as if his masculinity wasn’t just destroyed by a girl because her punches actually hurt even when she’s not trying to cause pain.

“ We sunk Topper's boat.” Pope lets out a gasp smacking his hand over his mouth fast as if he didnt mean to tell me in the first place. I place my hand out in front of the boy ready for the pogue handshake, he lifts his hand joining it with me before ending it in a silly ‘woogity woogity’

“ dude why didn’t you ask me to help, you know me, and you know how i feel about the kooks. You know for a fact I would have been down.” I say letting my head fall down as I stare at my shoes. Me and JJ usually did things like this and for once he left me out. Makes me think he's got a new partner and crime.whatever,doesn’t hurt my feelings anyway.

He places his hands on my face forcing my head up towards him but I'm still avoiding eye contact. So much for ‘doesn’t hurt my feelings anyway’.

“ Hey, look at me, this was about Pope.Pope had just been beaten up by the kooks ,Rafe and Topper, and I couldn’t let them get away with that. It wasn't about what I wanted to do, it was about helping Pope do it his way. The less people involved. The better. Okay? this wasnt about doing stupid things it was about Popes revenge. And I know what you’re thinking.” He looks behind him at Pope before leaning down to whisper in my ear.

“You’re still my partner in crime, no one will steal your spot. Promise.” That quickly brought a smile to my face. If it's one thing JJ knew it was how much promises mean to me. He knew how many promises my old man had broken and he wanted to show me that promises could be something more. So everytime JJ promised something to me, he always kept that promise.always.

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“ 3 pepsi’s and a sprite please.”

“Hey y/n.” Rafe says coming up beside me before realizing Kies there as well and giving a nod towards her, which she returns with a look of disgust and an eyeroll.

“What do you want Rafe, here to beat up another Pogue? Or did you already take all of your anger out on Pope?” I say before grabbing two of the drinks ,kie with the other two in hand, but as we begin to walk off. Rafe grabs the back of my neck squeezing to turn me around and face him. Instead I cock my elbow back and hit him in the nose. He holds his nose in pain as everyone watches in horror. He doesn’t fight back like usual but instead looks me up in down before spitting out.

“ Tell your boy we know what he did.” is all he says before kie turns to me to ask what he's talking about but i grab her arm and shuffle back to our spot,Handing out the drinks to the others before taking a ‘water’ bottle out of my jacket pocket and begin to chug.

“ You aren’t going to tell them what he said?” Kie questions me.

“Rafe says he knows guys.”

Both the boy's eyes widened in fear ( almost positive they shit themselves but who's to say?”)

“ Where is he?” JJ says trying to act cool, while Pope turns around quickly when finally spotting the kook himself. JJ and I grab the back of his head getting him to turn around.

“ dont fucking stare bitch ass. Gosh, way to make it known that you actually did do something.” i roll my eyes while patting Pope on the shoulder.Kie turns looking at me questionable.

“What did he do?”

“Nothing,he did nothing,we know nothing,end of story.”

“Look if anything goes down it'll be fine because we have a pretty little friend that I brought.” JJ says bringing the bag into view.

“ Awe, JJ I didn't know you referred to me as your ‘pretty little friend’, that makes me feel special.” I say getting up to sit in JJ’s lap and wrap my arms around his head giving him a noogie.

“ not you, stupid” JJ laughs loudly.

“Damn,way to make a girl feel special.” I say giving his cheek a good smooch before he wipes off his chapstick stained cheek.Kie finally looks up realization spreading across her features.

“ JJ, please tell me you did not bring a fricking gun here? There are kids here,JJ.”

“No, what, no I didn't bring the gun… I was talking about y/n.” I thump his ear as he sputters out the worst lie he could think of.

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“JJ” I hear behind me as I sit in between Pope's legs,with my head resting on his chest, trying to enjoy the movie Kie brought us here for. I lift my head as Pope explains to him he has to piss.

Pope scoots out from behind me, almost kicking me in the face on the way up, and begins to go off with JJ to ‘wring one out.’

The movie continues when after maybe five minutes I hear some commotion coming from behind the screen, otherwise known as close to where Pope and JJ went to battle swords or whatever they were doing.

“Kie, they're taking too long, something’s wrong.”

We both turn behind us to see that the three kooks that were standing in the back are now gone as are Pope and JJ of course.Kie jumps up first,me following after muttering out a quiet

“shit shit shit shit.”

We both probably look absolutely ridiculous doing a speed walk/ jog type thing to make it to our friends in case something’s wrong.When we come up on the boy they are all fist fighting, or in y/ns words, a little tussle.

“ Hey rafe, what's going on? how have you been?” he backs off of punching JJ for a second and strolling up to face me before slightly rubbing his hand across my cheek,which would have been comforting if it was one of the Pogues,but it's Rafe. I play into it for a moment to distract him from the fight and begin to turn around , I immediately reel back my left hand (my non dominant) and act like i'm going to land a punch which he in return catches my wrist halfway, giving me a perfect route to ‘Rafe camerons beautiful smirk’ i don’t even reel back but as soon as he catches the bait of my left hand, i land a nice punch straight to the spectacle. He falls to the ground laughing maniacally.

“Oopsies,that was a total accident, your majesty.” I say giving a quick bow before he lunges at me. He pins me down to the ground, swinging at me, landing a few punches to my cheekbones before Pope and JJ get away from the others snatching the boy off atop me. I laugh and feel the blood drip down my cheek. I run over to help kie up from the ground as the boys have a little “tussle” behind us. I reach the bag looking for the gun,when kie grabs my hand shaking her head.

“I have a better idea.” she says, grabbing the lighter from the bag and sending a spark to the thing the movie is projecting onto. It instantly lights up in flames. The kooks release the boys as we run off into the night.y/n having a good laugh about her run in. while the others look at her face and the swelling worriedly.

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I sit on the bathroom counter at the chateau, JJ sitting beside me rubbing my back and Pope offering a helping hand hold, as Kie (who's already finished helping the boys clean up) starts on my newly wounded and swelling cheekbone. She rubs the damp alcohol pad across my cheek trying to help incase of infection. I squeeze Pope's hand to help with the pain. She looks into my piercing y/e/c eyes.

“You know, I was worried. You could have easily been killed with that stupid stunt you pulled with Rafe.” she says with obvious sadness dripping from her words.

“Stupid things have good-” she cuts me off

“Good outcomes all the time,yes ive heard you and JJs stupid little saying.It still doesnt change the fact that you are a woman and he is a man who obviously isnt afraid to put his hands on a woman.”

“So what? I'm supposed to live my life in fear because I can't control the fact that I was born with a vagina? I'm not doing that Kie, I won't. I won't be scared for my life like most women are. Shits happened between me and Rafe before and hell, I was scared shitless but I can't let him power trip me every chance he gets just because he's a wealthy man.I thought you of all people would understand.” I say jumping off the counter,sitting on the couch and packing in a bowl. JJ comes plopping down on the couch next to me.

“What do you mean ‘shit’ has happened between Rafe and you before..” he trails off in thought next to me as I avoid eye contact.

“ Look,it doesn't matter, it's in the past and I don't want to keep reliving the past by spreading the story.” He looks at me still with those beautiful blue orbs piercing into the side of my face.

“y/n.. Did he put his hands on you in a sexual manner or something? Because I swear to god if that's the case I won't ever let him near you again. And ill fucking kill him myself.”

“This is why I didn't want to tell you J. you can't get yourself into trouble every time someone hurts one of us” realization spreads across his face in disgust. At the moment I hope it's not me he's disgusted with.

“JJ,know this. You have one of the biggest hearts and I will never put you down for that. Ever. and thats what i love about you,okay?” I say before striking the lighter and pulling smoke from the glass contraption inhaling and letting the smoke settle into my lungs. I lean back and rest my head on his chest before drifting off to sleep.but JJs left in wonder about what he should do about his newfound information. Hes determined to never let you near that sick bastard ever again even if it means getting into something he belongs nowhere near.

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I’ve had a lot of goals I’ve been able to reach lately and that’s exactly what I took time off this app for. I’m going to continue my live a little series starting next Tuesday or sometime next week or maybe even tomorrow , depending on the time I have. I’m so excited to get back into writing I’m skit better mentally than I’ve as before I started this app and glad to be back physically and mentally healthy!!! There is 1-4 parts on my page but I didn’t get the chance to add part four to the master list on desktop when I uploaded it cus I got kicked out of my house :/ but it’s okay!! I’ll add it as soon as I have time and I’ll be working on part five soon

~Live a little~ (Pogues x reader) Part 1.

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Summary: Y/n Y/l/n is always ready to run,from the cops,towards trouble,on an adventure,whatever she can get an adrenaline rush from.

Pairing: Pogues x Platonic!Reader

Warnings:Cursing,Etc. that comes along with the show.Mentions of cleavage

Word count?:1206

Contains:Platonic relationships,fluff,innocent flirting through reader and the rest of the Pogues. (Y/n is basically a girl version of JJ)

A/N:This is my first time writing (Please don’t judge,if there is something you think could help with my writing please let me know,I enjoy corrective criticism..),and I would like to make it a regular basis type thing ,so feel free to request for any of the characters you’d like.I also don’t see many platonic fics and I feel like I would enjoy making fics that don’t always have to be romantic(as well as some that are).I really want this to be a series to carry on all the way through season one and if it does okay,then maybe continue it in season two.

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 “That’s what,a three-story fall to the deck?” Pope questions watching the brunette haired boy dangle his right foot off the edge of the house.I watch from aside Pope ,but quickly move directly under John B. 

”Jump bro,i’ll catch you!” I giggle making a cradle type shape with my hands. He sticks the tip of his index finger in his mouth sticking it in the wind to see which way it was traveling.“Hm-Should I do it?” Still with his  foot sticking off the ledge.

  “Yeah,jump.-I’ll shoot you on the way down.” Pope begins, pointing the drill at the other boy shutting one of his eyes,pretending to aim.

 “oh you’ll shoot me?” the other boy uses his fingers to mimic Pope,a playful smirk on his face.“No balls!” I shout at the dark haired boy,

 “you won’t,do it.”

 ”Oh and you will?” JJ finally chiming in.

”Yea,you wanna see.” I playfully bark back.Attempting to climb the bars to the top only reaching the first bar as Kie comes out of the house after exploring what is built of the house.

“Get down bub.” Kie says as she jokingly smacks my ass. 

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Mixed Drinks and Smoke Rings 9: I Got You, Babe

Chapter Nine: I Got You, Babe

You came in swinging like Apollo, I’ll be feeling it tomorrow, No, I ain’t seeing straight, hyperventilate, Knees begin to wobble, you cut my breaks and hit the throttle, I couldn’t stop it if I wanted, Just your silhouette makes me break a sweat, I’m in trouble.

Summary: New to town, you didn’t need a friend, you needed a dealer. Thankfully, a girl from your Narcotics Anonymous meetings knew just the guy.

Characters: Fezco (euphoria) x Non-descriptive Reader

Words: 2,540

Chapter Warnings: References to drug use, references to past threatened sexual assault, swearing, talks of guns, Rue being manic

Series Warnings: Addiction, sexual themes, cursing, abuse (various), smut, drug use, teenagers being fucking idiots. 18+ only, minors DNI

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