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mykinkyyandere · 1 year

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Yandere Tyler Galpin (Based on S1)

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Pairings: Yandere/Dark! Tyler Galpin X gn!Reader

Warnings: Yandere, dark, mildly smut, mild sexual content, implied future noncon, noncon/dubcon touches, chaining, kidnapping, obsession, possession, obsessive/possessive/delusional behaviours, violence & death, murder, stealing stuff, misused stolen underwear, stalking, following, disturbingly violent depictions (sorry if i missed sth)

Ever heard of monster cases? Yes, monster. The press says bear attack but you better watch out. They're giving false information about the bodies, and the monster is sure to be very, very cruel. When you go for a walk to have a good time, you may be the victim of piercing eyes peeking through the trees. It approaches so carefully that you can't even tell where it's coming from. One victim, two victims, three victims... Are you the next? You might ask, 'Did anyone manage to escape from it?'. But there's a more interesting question: Did the person who escaped really escape by his own effort, or did the monster let him escape? But the real question is: Why?

Tyler Galpin. There's a good chance you know him. Weathervane is the only good cafe around and you must have been in there. Everyone goes there. As a Nevermore student or sweet girl next door, you'll definitely get this barista's attention. He doesn't sit in the back and silently watch you while you sip your coffee. Yes, the first time he sees you, he's definitely captivated by your presence and watches you for a few days in amazement, but it doesn't take long for him to break his silence. He makes his first move with an awkward "Do you need anything?" or "I have a quick question about the customer satisfaction".

You think how nice and sweet he is. Completely ignorant of the facts, you accept the coffee he brings on the house. When he sits on your booth and talks about random things, his eyes turn away as if he's too shy. When he accidentally takes your hand, he smiles nervously and immediately apologizes. How good at pretending to be... innocent.

As he gets closer to you, he quickly changes from his "shy" mood to "silly lover" mood. Silent and long stares that he's unaware of, spacing out while talking, thoughtful compliments, the "I'm confused but got it, anyways how about a coffee tomorrow?" attitude he gives when you try to reject him, facial expressions that match his play.... You turn everything into a game for him.

You trigger his sadistic and animalistic instincts, which he hides from everyone, with a feeling he can't explain. It's like the excitement of a predator hunting its prey greedily. Being around you and watching you gives him an indescribable pleasure. His eyes, glowing with a dark excitement that no one notices, follow you wherever you go. His mouth waters, his breathing becomes heavy, and an ominous smile forms on his face. It's an addictive feeling, like riding a roller coaster. When he tells you to be careful and stay out of danger, being the danger itself makes him want to laugh. How appetizingly ironic!

Fortunately, your first meet didn't happen while he was wandering in the dark fully turned. Because of his insatiable nature, he could tear you apart before he could fall in love with you. But if you're lucky and he sees you at a time when he can act consciously, he'll let you escape. Why didn't he break you like a small twig? This question would be the only thing on his mind until he sees you again.

If you knew the truth, would you still keep talking to him? If you knew he was behind of those deaths, would you return his awkward smile? When you think he's working at the cafe, in class at school or at home for dinner, he actually watches your every single step like he has no other purpose. He's so interested in what you do, wants to know it all. He has to know everything or he'll lose it.

His father doesn't notice his obsession or think it's an obsession. Let's say he realizes, there's nothing he can do. Tyler succeeds in not attracting his father's attention and making it seem like an ordinary romance. He doesn't have to, but he doesn't want an extra trouble. He limits the things he has to deal so he can devote all his time to you. He even shows you're doing him good by being warm to his father so he wouldn't have to deal with him to always be with you.

If his son is in love with an outcast, he's not happy and always keeps an eye on you. Even though you're an outcast, Tyler makes progress so much he decides you're one of the safe ones and makes an exception for you. You're lucky you don't get his son in trouble and recover him in a way that even the doctor couldn't. He saw how crazy Tyler went when he tried to separate you from him for the first time. If you're a normie he's grateful. It's good to know his son eventually gets over his mother and their troubled father-son relationship.

When his father sees you at their house all the time, he just shakes his head and leaves. Or he almost rolls his eyes every time he sees you with Tyler in the cafe. But he finds it a little weird when he hears Tyler muttering about you all the time. Saying your name without noticing, phrases like "I need to see you" or "I miss you". Some are more concerning, especially when he says it like an experienced serial killer. "I'll rip that boy's throat out" or "I'll rip that bitch's head off". But he's probably just being jealous, right? Teens like to overreact everything.

It's much easier for him to watch and manipulate you if you're a normie. Monsters and all other hidden information are impossible to access unless you have a close friend from Nevermore. He can make you his in a short time and you don't stand a chance against him. But he likes to take his time. It's fun. He watches you hungrily as you sweetly wander around. You look around in fear when you hear noises that are suspicious because you know about the "bear" attacks. Oh, that look of panic that appears every part of your face...

Being an outcast makes things a lot more complicated and difficult, but damn, he loves a good chase. He can sit and talk about Nevermore, what you've discovered, and the monster. Anything you want. You two can search the forest together or he can prepare you a romantic surprise in the middle of it. For some reason he keeps hiding the truth. Running into his arms from danger isn't something he wants to lose. He almost mocks you while smiling. His "hidden" authority over you makes him feel like a different monster.

Get as close to the truth as you want, he would never hurt you. Blinded by your love, all he wants is to kidnap and lock you up. He loves you in a way that he can't even understand. The desire to crush the bones and rip the stomachs of every living thing he come across disappears when it comes to you. It's replaced by a different desire: to possess.

Jealousy, control, manipulation, violence. That rage-filled jealousy creeps into him when he sees you with someone else. His stealth control efforts where he keeps you away from everyone by act the fool. The guilt he imposes on you and the confused always right guy mask while doing this. Going after them one by one at a time that you're completely unaware of, leaving a terrified police team behind. Behind his good boy face lies a rabid monster ready to do anything for his love.

Sometimes you ask yourself if you ended up with him because you really loved him or because he made you feel obligated. There is no better choice than him. You overreact a lot, you are suspicious, you're being a jerk. It's always you. Why would you break this nice guy's heart if you're not selfish and arrogant who wants no one but the best?

He frowns, implying what you say is meaningless and silly. He puts an understanding but confused smile on his face. He looks at you for a few seconds and gives the breath he's been holding, saying "Alright.". He looks around and shakes his head, then looks at you. With disturbing pauses, "I don't... I don't quite understand why you don't want to spend time with me. I thought we liked each other." He makes you self-doubt again.

But you start to really suspect him. Let him look as innocent as he wants, everyone makes mistakes. You saw your stuff in his room. Not just your ordinary stuff. He even had your used underwear, and there was a white, dried liquid on it. You didn't even want to think about it. How could he do this? You never expected this from him. As if that wasn't enough, the earphone you dropped when you were running away from the monster for the first time was. on. his. desk. But the last straw... when you went to the forest to research in the middle of the night, you saw it again. All those screams and images... And the deadliest thing happened to you: you fainted.

You shouldn't have been able to start a sentence with "When I opened my eyes," but when you opened your eyes, you found yourself in Tyler's bed. You shuddered in panic and were thankful you were still alive. But after the shock, nothing made sense. How did he find you? His answers to your endless questions were inconsistent. You noticed he was getting uneasy so you stopped. He insisted you stay at his house that night, even though you didn't want to. He whispered while caressing your hair, his eyes were reddish but not from crying. The way he breathes and speaks, the way he looks at you was very frightening. You were scared of him and lost your trust in him for the first time. "Don't worry, you're safe with me."

You're not sure whether you should talk to him pretending like nothing happened or cut all ties immediately, but your instincts tell you to be careful. Very careful. You know, like when you realize you're dreaming and you say to people, "Hey, it's a dream". From then on, they look at you in a demonic way. Their eyes tells you that you've just learned something you should never have and the consequences will be severe. Just like that, keep being his sweetheart and keep your mouth shut. Ignorance is bliss.

Something tells you that if you don't follow your fears and never learn the truth, Tyler will continue to treat you the way he's treating you now. Going to the movies with you, buying you your favorite coffee, trying to braid if you have long hair (he learned because he likes to play with your hair)... Normal couple activities. As you see his dark side, you realize the true intentions behind his demeanor. Your ignorance gives him satisfaction. Stay like that, don't know anything. Even though you're sure that he is the monster, look into his eyes with fear and keep being his little darling just because you're so scared to leave. He wants it. If you say you know his darkness inside, you feel like something terrible is going to happen to you. That he'll chain you to a dark cave and fulfill all his dark desires he has kept inside.

But you made mistakes, just like everyone else. Maybe you tried to trap him with your friends from Nevermore, or maybe you asked his father to keep his obsessive and perverted son away from you. Maybe you just tried to get away from him little by little. He knows no matter what you've done, he can't pretend that secrets don't exist anymore. It saddens him these beautiful moments with you, such as keeping a small pet around and playing, will come to an end. After killing those he's supposed to kill, he chains you just as you feared, but not to a cave. To his bed. He wants you to feel comfortable, it's your first time with him after all.

He groans at your naked body and rubs his lips against your ear. "You look so delicious."

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averyaddamsromance · 1 year

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Beautiful sketches by @allium-cepa-39

The Hyde ones are so DEEP. I mean I can totally hear the Hyde hunting Tyler when he is happy. It’s wonderfully tragic.

#wyler #weyler #team tyler #tyler galpin #wednesday addams #hyde x wednesday #the hyde #wednesday and tyler #tyler wednesday #tyler x wednesday #tyler and wednesday #wednesday tyler #wednesday x tyler

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diamantdog · 24 days

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HUNTER DOOHAN | BEHIND THE BLINDS SS24 Crazy Love Issue (x)

#hunter doohan #since nobody else is posting these then i'm doing it #it was a tough job but somebody had to do it #only putting the ones not in the actual magazine #tyler galpin #wednesday cast #wednesday netflix #wednesday 2022 #wednesday series #wednesday tv series #wednesday tv show #wednesday tyler #netflix wednesday

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ariasdistress · 1 year

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sweet girls love sweet coffee.

pairing: bimbo!fem reader x stalker!tyler

warnings: heavy nsfw, stalking, dubcon, all around mature themes

word count: 841

୨ part 1 ୧

you were new to town yet the weathervane seemed familiar. surrounded by an all encompassing feeling of comfort - maybe it was the aroma of coffee in the air or the knowledge that the cafe resided in a tiny town on the outskirts of jericho. in your mind, it was nothing short of intimate.

but little did you know, while you were admiring the scene outside, the tall male behind the counter was admiring you.

for tyler, a light crush quickly turned darker.. his world tilted on it's axis when you floated in. midday, mindless and dazed. your head was buried in a copy of metamorphosis with dark locks framing your face, heels clicking together as you wandered over to the counter.

you scrunched your eyebrows together before turning the page. tyler smiled to himself as he found your expression adorable - ‘bookworm barbie’ the thought amused him, only to look up and find you squinting at the menu.

almond shaped eyes scanned the variety of drinks above tyler’s head through wispy lashes. your plump lips looked bitten and rosy while you lifted your dark cherry red nails to play with the soft curled hair framing your face perfectly. the male in front of you was more than mesmerised.

“our drink of the day is a peach green tea lemonade” tyler flashed a smile, unconsciously intent to hear your voice.

“huh? oh.. um i forgot my glasses haha..”, you sounded apologetic almost. your voice raspy and laced with femininity.

his eyes creeped down a little. he knew you weren’t here to be ogled but that lacy black bra - peeking under that low cut daisy dress of yours was making it hard for him.

examining your body lower, lewd thoughts ran berserk through his head. what if he ripped off that tiny dress with his rough pale hands, making a mess of you. he wanted to hear your enchanting voice call his name like a prayer as his fingers pumped in and out of you.

“sorry.. i’ll just grab a cookie.” to him, you didn’t dress nor look like the typical sheepish nymph. however your actions were good-natured despite your dark almost promiscuous demeanour. as if you didn’t want to be known as a good girl.

day by day, you came in more and more - tyler knew the coffee was better because he made sure it was. purchasing the best coffee grain in the area so his book obsessed doll would come back, and like fate you did.

little by little, tyler started obsessively fixating over you. small things such as remembering your favourite order turned into putting a mini tracker in your drink. now knowing you two live close turned into lurking outside your apartment after your classes.

as if it was for him, you always took a shower after class getting out with only a tiny towel covering around your dainty frame, you always forgot to close the curtains.

‘naive little bimbo, doesn’t even know i’m watching.’ your phone fell from your hands as you bent over, light pink panties exposed. unbeknownst to you tyler was in a trance, hands ghosting over his zipper knowing only the glass separating the pair of you.

the tall male felt himself getting harder, his cock now pushing against his jeans. he palmed himself, eyes attached to the scene - your towel rising as you walked around innocently; your soft thighs and ass jiggling as you moved.

now leaning against the tree, tyler's cock used the friction of his jeans against his hand. a string of whispered profanities left his lips, feeling pre-cum dripping down his length. his eyes started darkening, following beads of water dripping down your chest.

the sun was setting - his green orbs stuck looking at your towel slipping slightly when you sat on your couch, achingly close to exposing your tits. he let out one last deep groan his eyelids fluttered as he finished. lowly chuckling at the mess you caused in his jeans, not even knowing you were being watched.

bambi eyes glanced up at tyler, “can i get a mocha frappé today ty” you dragged the end of his name, your voice was almost tempting. he scrambled shyly trying to make the drink as best he could. however, tyler was distracted, knowing the pretty face behind him was going to leave after this drink was made.

just then, an idea crept into his brain.

“hey i’m not a stalker or anything but i know you’re new to town” he spoke, the sentiment almost comical to him.

“do you have a job yet y/n? we’re hiring here” gently handing you the drink, extra sweetness lacing his voice.

“haha don’t worry you’re not creepy ty! sure i’d love to work here!” tyler displayed a lovable grin. A part of him found it cute, how unconscious you were to his constant stalking and the other part of him wanted to yell in celebration.

his precious doll couldn't leave him now, you had to be with the perverted male everyday. tyler was giddy just thinking about the opportunities to touch, feel, be anywhere near you being infinite. if a heaven existed to him, it would be this.

author’s notes: hi this is my favourite concept yet, i really like the dynamic of doting boss x reader, i also fucking love stalkers so you get this conglomerate fic.. hope everyone enjoys! i’ll be posting part 2 soon.. thank you for reading! aria. ᥫ᭡

#tyler galpin #wednesday #wednesday tyler #dark fic #dark!tyler galpin x reader #tyler galpin x reader #wednesday 2022 #wednesday smut #stalking #stalking fantasy #tyler galpin smut #tyler galpin fanfic #tyler galpin imagine #dark fanfiction #tyler galpin x you #tyler galpin x y/n

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elssiie · 1 year

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After finishing Wednesday, I’ve become a Weyler truther. These two shouldmust end up together in s2. Their chemistry was good and the attraction was there on BOTH sides. The fact that it is a lovers to enemies trope makes things that much more delicious.

He is a sad boy with a maniacal monstrous side which is literally called Hyde as in Jekyll & Hyde AND he has Mommy issues.

Plus... am I the only one catching this neatly done metaphor for him being the monster and her taming him?? It doesn’t get more straightforward than that.

Bonus points for the script calling the machine he had trouble with and which she fixed - a monster for the second time under a minute.

#wednesday and tyler #weyler #wednesday netflix #wednesday addams #wednesday tyler #tyler and wednesday #wednesday series

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deathmetalangel · 1 year

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Hii! I’m literally carving smuts in these days, and I just finished Wednesday!!

I was thinking about a bsf to lovers, where reader and tyler have to hide from his dad because the reader is an outcast and they have to hide and sexual tension, or maybe the reader goes to the cafe during tyler’s night shift!!

Btw, have a good day xx

-anon 🍃

DO I MAKE YOU NERVOUS? (TYLER GALPIN X GN!READER)

warnings: sexual tension, age gaps (they're a ghost so), oral (m!receiving), unprotected sex, no implied afab or amab genitals for reader, creampie, l word, tyler almost transforming, mentions of death

tyler galpin has many secrets, his biggest isn’t the monster in his closet, it’s how stupid his closest ghost friend makes him

two requests in once since two people asked for tyler galpin smut teehee

A normie and an outcast? Who would've thought the two could even be friends. Especially between a lifeless ghost and and the son of the town Sheriff who was wary of the Nevermore students. Y/n was easily Nevermore's longest resident, but throughout their years at the academy they had never enjoyed their time quite like they did now.

That was thanks to Tyler Galpin. The 'human' boy had somehow charmed the young spirit. For a soul forced to damnation the current life they lived was surprisingly enjoyable. Even now, when they had to hide in Tyler's room whenever his dad barged in to speak with him about some random chore or another trivial topic.

Y/n waits until the coast is clear to appearate again. "Sorry about him, my dads just been on edge. With everything happening in town and all you know." Tyler apologizes for the constant intrusions.

"It's nothing really. I think of it as a way of practicing my spectral abilities more. So, thanks for the practice." Y/n smiles at the awkward boy. Of course they already knew his secrets, not that he was aware though. "So what movie were you going to show me?"

"Oh! Yeah, lemme grab it." Tyler rushes to his closet to find the dvd. Who still uses dvds? "I wanted you to watch American Psycho since you haven't seen it, which is still weird to me but whatever." Y/n watches him start up the movie while they float towards his bed and take a seat.

Tyler smiles and sits down next to y/n. While their eyes were fixated on the movie he kept glancing back at them, he was so desperate for their approval. Would they like the movie? Or think it was dumb? Think he was dumb? What if they hated him? His body tenses up when their hand lands next to his thigh.

It wasn't the temperature of their skin, it was how close they were to touching him. He glances back again, his eyes studying every feature on their face. It was almost impossible for him not too. Y/n seemed to notice the attention on them when they look back and see Tyler staring 'inconspicuously'. "You seen the movie too many times?"

Tyler's face turns red from being caught. "Uh, no I actually really like the movie. I just wanted to see if you were enjoying it." His lie was apparent, but y/n really didn't mind.

"Yeah I am. It's pretty good, although Im pretty impartial to 90s movies since, you know, that's when I died. The Craft was a good one." They smile at how nervous Tyler was getting. So, they slyly move their hand on top of his thigh. "What, you don't like that movie?"

He clears this throat awkwardly. "No no. I like that movie, a lot actually. It's really good."

"Are you just not feeling movies? We can do something else if you want, just say the word." He was freaking out at the implication. Were they just being a tease, or was y/n really implying something else.

Y/n smiles and slowly presses their body towards Tyler, like they were waiting for an answer. "We can do whatever you want to do, I have my xbox or-" His breath hitches when both of their hands are placed on his upper thighs. "Just pick," He mumbles trying and hoping that his blood doesn't all rush to his eager dick.

"That's all you want to do? Or I can suck your-" Tyler quickly covers their mouth when he hears loud footsteps coming upstairs. His heart was practically beating out of his chest until they faded away meaning his dad went back downstairs. "Oh yeah, I gotta be as quiet as a mouse." It was obvious y/n enjoyed teasing him.

Especially when they glanced down at the hard on that was prominently shown through his jeans. "What's the magic word Ty?"

"Please." He whispers partially out of breath from the tension he was experiencing. Y/n smiles while they promptly undo his belt and loosen his jeans. His dick was straining in his boxers, a sight to behold.

His breath catches in his throat when their hand begins to make contact with his aching cock. "You're quite a big boy aren't you?" He can't even respond when their chilled fingers rub against his tip that was exuding precum. "Ty, do I make you nervous?" He looks down at the ghost whose face was positioned right next to his dick.

"Very much so."

They just giggle. "Good." Y/n licks a stripe up against his shaft making him throw his head back. Their hand was fixed at the base of his dick while they gently kissed his tip. "I wanna know how you taste," He can feel himself being eveloped by their mouth. Tyler bites back the breathy moans that want to leave his lips. Their other hand gently grabs ahold of his balls making him almost audibly moan.

It was getting hard for him to hold back. Especially when he felt his dick start to reach into their throat. "Fuck..." He bites his tongue to no avail. Y/n let’s him go and smiles at his mewling beneath them.

“Shhh. We gotta be quiet. Besides, we haven’t even got to the best part.” His eyes widened when they pushed him back onto his mattress. “Plus, I wouldn’t be the one getting caught with my dick out.” They giggle before dropping their bottoms and sliding their legs out of their underwear.

Climbing up on the bed y/n was basically straddling Tyler. They slip two finger into their mouth before rubbing them around and into their opening. “You ready?” They could see just how eager he was. It was funny, Tyler was acting like a freshman that hadn’t even got their dick touched.

Y/n moves slow when they line themselves up, their heart almost beating in sync with his. Tyler grabs at his sheets when he feels his dick start to enter them. Curses string from his mouth while he tries to keep quiet. When he feels himself bottom out. “You feel so fucking good.”

“So I’ve been told.” Y/n begins to rock their hips steadily, while Tyler is desperate to pick up the pace. He bucks upwards when he feels their walls clench around him. They had his dick in a vice grip and he couldn’t he happier.

Y/n lays flat on Tyler’s chest burying their head into the crook of his neck. Their breath fans his face while they continue to move sensually. It was almost like something snapped in Tyler, y/n had expected it, but not this soon.

He can feel his resolve slipping when he grabs onto y/n’s hips. A quick yelp leaves them at the sudden touch. Tyler starts to rock their hips more, each thrust of his concerningly hardening cock sending their mind into overdrive. “Fuck Tyler, don’t stop. Please.” They grabbed onto his shoulders, nails digging into his flesh.

Y/n was seeing stars with the way Tyler was thrusting. Both of their bodies were on fire and the upcoming highs. And they can’t help but gasp feeling the growing claws start to scrape across their semi-translucent skin. They had never felt more alive. Well, they did before they died but yeah.

Tyler doesn’t quit, he keeps on bucking his hips and bringing their hips down to match his unrelenting pace. Desperate to reach his peak and bring them with him. Y/n wanted to scream at the pleasure that was building. Like a damn about to bust, they bite down on their lip trying to contain their excitement. “Tyler I’m gonna cum, please faster, faster.”

Like a good little Hyde his pace seemed almost superhuman now. Tyler fought back his near transformation when the tension in his body snapped. He slammed their hips down again causing the euphoria to take over like a tsunami.

Y/n covers their mouth while they cum around his throbbing dick. They squeeze him for all he’s worth before y/n completely goes limp in his arms. “Fuck,” They mumble almost incoherently at the orgasm. Tyler pants when he pulls out, cum spilling from their aching hole. They shiver at the loss.

Tyler rolls over and lays y/n down gently, any hint of his previous self washed away with his euphoric state. “Shit, I should’ve been more gentle. Just lay down. I’ll take care of you.” Y/n yawns softly before nodding. Curling into his warmth while he took care of the rest.

The most warmth they’d felt in a while, and it was about to be the best sleep in a while as well. Their post nut haze can’t even get them to here the words that leave his mouth next. “I think I love you.”

#deathmetalangel #tyler galpin x reader #tyler galpin #tyler galpin x y/n #tyler galpin x you #wednesday #wednesday tyler #wednesday smut #wednesday imagine

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orchid-arts1 · 5 months

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idk if it blurry

#my art #monster high #mh #monster high fanart #jackson jekyll #doodles #monster high jackson #monster high art #monster high x wednesday #monster high x wednesday au #wednesday fanart #tyler galpin #wednesday tyler #jackson jekyll fanart #mh jackson #wednesday x monster high

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votel4dybird · 1 year

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NOT MY ART!! artist: @fromkady

(go check them out, they’re really talented <3)

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pinkydevil16 · 1 year

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I would love a scenario where the Reader constantly flirts and flashes Tyler her boobs/bra/panties by wearing super short skirts and bending over or pressing her heavily exposed chest against him while hes at work

Altering this slightly to Perv! Tyler

Y/n walked into Weathervane in her usual uniform, beige polo and black pleated skirt that ended at the middle of her thighs with her red apron tucked in her arm as she walked past Tyler tapping his arm as he served a customer, Tyler smiling at her as she walked past trying not to concentrate on the fact she wasn't wearing tights. The cold weather had started ease up so Y/n had decided she could ditch her regular tights and go bare legged since the coffee shop got pretty hot anyway, coming out the back room she walked around to Tyler before spinning around with a smile facing the back of her apron to him as she held her hair out the way.

"Tie me up?" Tyler handed the customer their drink before nodding, he did this every shift with Y/n and wondered if she got any of the other servers to do it but whenever he's tried to ask Y/n would say he was being silly, his hands smoothed around her waist pulling on the apron so it fit snugly how she liked folding it a bit so it laid only an inch under her skirt. Y/n loved this part of her day, Tyler's warm hands on her and the way he pressed into her back as he tied a pretty bow, Tyler smoothing down her apron feeling her hips under his hands as he looked at her exposed legs. He'd gotten used to Y/n wearing her tiny skirt with those thin tights, they hadn't been so busy this winter so he's gotten to stare at her more than normal, he loved whenever she wore the skirt since she seemed to always wear a thong underneath and the way she's bend over to clean things, bend down to change the filters he loved working with her. Y/n turned around smiling at Tyler before grabbing a cloth and moving to start cleaning the tables since everyone had gotten their morning coffee and ran off to work as normal, it wouldn't get busy for another hour once the mum's dropped their kids off at school and met to talk loudly about their affairs and sex life like they weren't sat in a coffee shop with two 20 years olds behind the counter. Tyler leaned on the counter watching Y/n as she wiped down a table, bending over slightly as her skirt rose up Tyler's jaw almost hitting the floor as he realised she was still wearing those tiny thongs, he'd expected some shorts or something underneath that skirt but he was mesmerised as he watched her bend further cleaning the corner. Tyler covered his mouth with his hand as he watched the tiny black thong press against her, he could practically see everything he wanted, with the tights there was always that hint of a thong whereas now he was sure if she bent over anymore it would slip and he'd be able to see everything. Y/n smoothed down her skirt as she stood back up, a habit she'd always down staring at the table for a moment before placing the serviettes, sugar and stirrers back onto the table, she knew her skirt was a little short but had gotten used to wearing tights and hadn't thought much about it when she dressed this morning. She'd asked Tyler before if the skirt was appropriate and he'd told her it was fine, she was happy because she got nice tips and Tyler seemed to like her skirt so she never saw an issue. She only picked up shifts when Tyler worked since he'd stuck up for her once when a customer got handsy and his dad had put the man in jail for a night after Tyler called him. "Hey Y/n come here a sec." Y/n turned around smiling at Tyler as she walked around the register towards him before stopping with a small bounce, Tyler repressing a groan as her chest bounced. He thought to himself either she was the master of innocence or she was an amazing actress because somehow she always managed to make him want to bend her over the counter. Moving his hands to her hips he pulled her closer with a soft smile Y/n smiling back as he faced her towards the counter leaning on her shoulder and caging her against it, Y/n letting him since she thought it was sweet and he just wanted a cuddle, Tyler always thought he was lucky with how much he got away with. Leaning against her he inhaled smelling her perfume as she turned her head letting him place his head in the crook of her neck like usual, one of his hands dropping to just below her skirt where he usually rubbed his hand up and down her tights but now he only felt skin and Y/n let out a small gasp at the contact.

"Where are your tights?" Tyler whispered, Y/n swallowing as she went to answer Tyler placing his other hand on her upper thigh his thumbs sitting below her butt grazing her underwear as he held her thighs tightly pulling them apart gently and letting go watching how they jiggled back. Y/n held onto the counter as Tyler looked down running two fingers between her legs feeling along the lace as her breath hitched, his other hand pushing her butt cheek so he could see better as he kept moving his fingers along the lace waiting for Y/n to answer.

"It's not as cold out." She breathed out, staring at the door as she worried about a customer coming in, Tyler smiling sweetly at her as he kissed her neck pushing her underwear to the side and pushing his fingers into her folds continuing his previous actions barely grazing her clit as she clenched her thighs together.

"Did you not think this was inappropriate Y/n? What would you do if someone tried to take advantage of you, bending over in this tiny skirt and thong begging for someone to press you down and fuck you." Y/n gulped loudly her hands gripping the counter tightly as she tried to talk Tyler pushing two fingers into her as she squeaked, his hand coming to hold her hips as he rolled her hips into his hand as his thumb circled her clit Y/n biting her lip to hold in a moan.

"I thought you liked my skirt." Y/n whispered, she didn't want to admit she had been bending over more whenever it was just them she enjoyed how he'd flush red but she always thought he was more sweet and innocent rather than fingering her at work type of guy. Tyler quickened his fingers Y/n moaning as she bent forward her skirt riding up higher so he could see his fingers fuck in and out of her.

"I do, i don't like you showing off my pretty little pussy to every guy who walks in here so they can cum in their pants and leave you $5." Y/n whimpered as he spanked her, her body jolting as he rolled her hips back into his hand Tyler feeling her tighten around his fingers as she screwed her eyes shut ready to cum, pulling his fingers out quickly making her whine as she whipped to look at him. Tyler cleaning his fingers before sweetly at her, nodding his head as the mum's all began flooding in, Y/n moving to go to the staff room but Tyler raised an eyebrow at her.

"We have the morning rush Y/n, take orders." Y/n nodded trying to calm her blush very aware that her underwear didn't cover her at all now and each time she took an order she worried one of them would want a drip coffee and she'd have to turn around. Tyler waited until the last lady sat down before handing Y/n a tray, her eyes wide as she tried to stutter out but he gave her a cheeky smile Y/n walking slowly unable to adjust her skirt as she placed down the tray, bending over to do so as Tyler leaned against the counter with a smirk as she quickly rushed away holding down her skirt and hiding behind the counter. His hands coming around her waist and pulling her back into the same position, Y/n freezing as she felt him rum his fingers along her folds again.

"Tyler, they'll hear." She whispered Tyler spinning her around with a mocking look as he looked cast his eyes over to the mum's too busy talking about whatever rachel had done to be kicked out or some other bullshit. "Be quiet and they won't know." Y/n looked at him for a moment before nodding Tyler giving her a wide grin as he turned her around to face them pushing his fingers into her as he placed his other hand next to hers on the counter, her hand covering his as she tried not to moan at the brutal pace he set, her legs shaking as she bit her lip staring at the counter. Tyler looking at the mum's before sucking on Y/n's neck making her whimper as he watched her knees almost give out wrapping his arm around her waist as she came, Y/n whispering his name as she screwed her eyes shut making him smirk as he kept going. Y/n's eyes snapping open as she heard chairs scrape, all the mum's slowly filing out as they waved and said goodbye.

"Come again ladies." Tyler said with a smirk as Y/n tried to smile at them feeling Tyler swirl his thumb over her clit as she choked back a moan trying to wave and grip the counter as he pulled his fingers out of her and pushed her thong back into place.

"Be careful in that skirt or everyone will see the cum on your thighs." Y/n nodded her face red as Tyler pressed a kiss to her cheek.

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pey0805 · 2 months

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Prompt idea if anyone is interested in writing it please let me know ❤️

Prompt: As a bonding exercise Weems and the Mayor decide to send nevermore and Jericho high on a camping trip, due to unfortunate circumstances Wednesday’s tent messes up and Enid says she can stay in her tent but the only problem is it’s hot pink 😬 when the color gets to be too much for Wednesday she sneaks into Tyler’s tent and they have sex

Bonus: the next day Xavier gets angry when he sees Wednesday leaving Tyler’s tent while the others are just speechless. 😂

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faithsbrightideas · 1 year

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I Hope

Xavier Thorpe x reader

Tyler Galpin x reader

I’m going to try and make this gender neutral/no gender specified, I’m new to writing GN, I’ll go through and edit.

Summary: Xavier cheated and Tylers there for the reader even though they didn’t like him in the past.

I don’t really like doing authors notes, but I thought I’d put this out there, I’m more than welcome to taking requests. Just please keep in mind, I have major ADHD… so it may take me a bit XD … also I’m sorry I write so much angst, idk what’s wrong with me, but I like your not so typical happy ending. My blog is 18+

Warnings: angst, violent outbursts, cheating, cursing, sexual indications, no smut but sexual content.

ITALICS are Flashbacks and regular font is present time!!!

Based on “Happier” by Olivia Rodrigo and a tiktok sound, but I can’t find the OG so I can’t give credit!

“I really hope you’re happy… I truly mean that,” I spoke barely above a whisper and gave a sad smile.

Our first unavoidable bump into finally happened. Xavier and I broke up about a month ago. We have the same friends, we have the same classes, but that was easy to maneuver around. However, we literally bumped into each other as I walked out of the Weathervane with Enid.

“I am,” he nodded with a guilty face, but a smile that said he moved on.

I walked away, linking my arm with Enid, one so she’d take the hint I wanted to get as far away from this conversation as possible, and two because if I didn’t grab onto something I might just fall to the ground. He’d moved on so quickly. If he truly loved me, how could he be okay? Was he feeding her the same lies? An eternal love bullshit you know you'll never mean.

Remember when I believed you meant it when you said it first to me?

I sat with Xavier in his shed. He’d always drag me there when he’d had a stressful day, which understandably it was because his team had just lost to the Poe Cup. Mine did too, but I didn’t take it as seriously. I knew Bianca sabotaged it every year, to me it was just for fun.

“So… what’re you drawing all aggressively over there?” I asked looking up from my crochet hook and yarn.

I picked up crochet when Xavier first brought me here. Gave me a chance to unplug from electronics and pick up a new skill, we had agreed to make it a phone free zone, for now.

“Uhh… y’know? Just the usual…” he stumbled around on his words and searched his head in embarrassment.

I put down my things and walked over. He panicked and threw a cloth over his giant canvas.

“I can’t see?” I asked confused, “You know I love your art Xav. I’d never laugh.”

“It’s not that… I just-,” he stumbled over his words some more.

I took it upon myself and grabbed the cloth, making sure he knew what I was doing, fully prepared to stop if he really wanted me to. I didn’t want to pressure him into doing something that he didn’t want to do. I pulled the cloth off and I was shocked to see what he’d been so keen on me not seeing.

It was a drawing of me. I was sitting on the other side of the room, intently staring at the crochet guide, making my current project. Just then the picture started to move. The picture showed me sticking my tongue out and concentrating on the work at hand. I kept leaning over to read the next step.

“That’s my favorite face you make,” he explained, “I needed something to get out of my head about the Poe Cup… and you… you just make me feel better.”

“Y’know… I like people with emotional and intellectual depth, speaking so passionately about everything they believe in is honestly so beautiful,” I spoke softly still admiring the drawing, “Your soul is just… so beautiful, Xavier.”

I turned around to see him admiring me on his pint covered stool. His head was tilted to the right and a soft smile sat on his face.

“You, Y/n, are beautiful,” he admitted as his cheeks dusted pink.

I shook my head bashfully, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were flirting with me.”

His smile grew, “I could say the same thing about you,”

“And if I was?” I took a few steps forward to stand between his knees.

“Kiss me then,” a teasing smirk went across his face.

I’m not the type to not follow directions, at least, not when it comes to him. I softly placed my hand on his cheek and pressed my lips against his. His hands gripped my waist pulling me in as close as he could. After a few seconds, we pulled away. Knowing our friendship was altered, forever. What did we just get ourselves into?

“Well now we can’t just be friends,” he whispered pressing his forehead against mine, “I’m in too deep.”

Enid and I finally got back to Nevermore. The shuttle only taking 5 minutes to get back from Jericho.

“Hey, I’m going to go somewhere, I need to think… well, think less,” I said walking a different direction and going into the woods.

“Let me know if you need anything! I love you!” Enid shouted.

I needed to go to my latibule, the safety of this place, only few know about, provides me with comfort. I waved my hand, commanding the plants to move, and a trap door revealed itself. I opened it and went down the stairs, not bothering to put the plants back. I figured no one would bother me.

Once I got to the bottom, I switched on the battery powered lights looking around, three bean bag chairs, a couple book cases, a old white table, a projector, and a picture frame hung from a nail in the wall.

I huffed and grabbed the projector and set up one of my favorite movies. I grabbed a box of crochet supplies and continued working on my, long forgotten, project.

About 30 minutes into the movie my attention span wasn’t cooperating and I peeked over at the picture hung on the wall where Enid, Ajax, Xavier, Eugene and I occupied the frame. We were all sitting on a bench in Jericho after Outreach Day and Xavier laid across our laps. I was new then, but I knew that I felt like I finally belonged. They made me feel warm and welcome. I grabbed the picture off the wall, stomped up the stairs, and went outside. I chunked it as hard as I could at the nearest tree. The force shattered the frame, the picture still unharmed, but I felt a little better. I felt guilty for having all the glass on the ground so I went to go pick it up.

“You okay?” I heard a voice come from behind me.

“Tyler?” I asked confused as to why he was out here.

I didn’t exactly like Tyler, especially after what he did to Xavier. Although… I don’t like Xavier either, and Tyler did apologize and stop being friends with them, so I guess he wasn’t that bad.

“You could call it that,” I shrugged.

“What’re you doing out here?” He asked stepping forward and helping me pick up the glass.

“Well I’m supposed to be not thinking… but as you can tell it’s not going so well,” I said putting the glass in a shopping bag.

He picked up the picture and raised his brows in understanding. Obviously, Xavier and I had dated for 8 months, so it was no secret to people in this small town. Especially when Tyler works at the Weathervane and I love the coffee there. Not that there was anywhere else to get it.

“I heard… I’m sorry,” he said handing me back the picture.

I snatched it, crumbling it up, and adding it to the trash. I stood up with a grunt.

“Yeah well… when one person in a relationship cheats, they usually don’t stay together,” I said walking back to my bunker.

“Woah!” Tyler exclaimed, “I’ve been in these woods thousands of times and I’ve never seen this before.”

“I built it. I can manipulate the earth, so when I leave I just cover it with plants so no one can find it and no little creatures can get in,” I shrugged, “You… uh… wanna come in?”

He smiled like an excited little kid and nodded, “Yeah! I’d love to!”

I walked inside again with him following and went to sit back in my chair. It was deep enough that he could stand up straight and it was a decent size so it didn’t feel over crowded. He was looking around intensely at all the detail.

“You’re watching y/f/m?” He asked and sat down in another bean bag chair. (Your favorite movie)

“It’s my favorite movie,” I said eyeing him, prepared for him to make fun of my like most people do.

“I love this movie! Just don’t tell anyone,” he laughed.

For the first time in days, I smiled, “Here, I’ll start it over, I’m not that far into it.”

Tyler and I laughed and talked throughout the whole movie. Doing impressions of the characters. Saying our favorite lines. My mind completely escaped the detrimental impact the person I loved so much caused. We were there about 2 hours, Tyler had pulled out a bag of gummy bears out of his pocket and we shared them. He’d make me laugh when he would lick the back and stick them to his forehead. Once we realized how late it seemed to have gotten we started gathering our things.

“I had fun,” Tyler smiled grabbing the trash from the smashed picture frame.

“Me too! Maybe we could do it again! I come here often and if you’d like, you can to. Since you know where it is,” I offered, hoping he’d take it.

“I’d love to get to know you better. And this place is absolutely incredible, cozy!” He took it, thankfully.

He nodded his head to leave, I went first and he followed me up the stairs. I closed the hatch and moved plants over it to keep it concealed.

“That’s incredibly impressive,” he said scratching his head in shock of what he just saw, “How long have you been able to do that?”

“Since I was 14, so about 4 years,” I shrugged, “It first happened at the Poe Cup race our freshman year. I was running to get the flag and there were so many vines, as I was pushing them out of the way they all just moved. I didn’t realize what was happening at first, but I did it again on the way back to the boats. Been practicing ever since.”

“You’re incredible,” he laughed.

I felt the heat rush to my ears and a pant hit my heart… I haven’t heard that since Xavier and I started dating. He used to tell me that all the time.

“Thank you, Tyler. I also really appreciate you sticking around, I needed this,” I smiled at his face, which showed a surprised look.

“Honestly, I thought you hated me,” he admitted.

I shook my head, “You made a mistake, no one’s perfect. Besides, you personally took ownership and apologized to Xavier. He doesn’t really have much room to talk either.”

“Friends?” Tyler asked holding out his hand to shake.

“I’m a hugger,” I said wrapping my arms around his waist in a quick, but firm, hug.

“Seriously?!” A voice shouted and out from behind a tree stepped, Xavier.

Of course, what is this? A hallmark movie?

“Tyler, go,” I said pushing him in the direction he came from earlier, “I’ll see you later?”

“Are you sure you want me to leave?” He asked looking between us.

Xavier burned holes into his skull. If looks could kill Tyler would be obliterated.

“I’ll be fine, I promise,” I said with a tight lined smile.

Tyler nodded, sparing one last look between us. Xavier’s eyes were immediately on me after Tyler was out of view.

“You’re hanging out with Galpin?” Xavier snapped.

“So what if I am? What’s it to you?” I was getting angry.

“You know what he did to me, Y/n! You know he’s a jerk. Did you sleep with him? Why is he out here at our place?” He bombarded me with questions.

“Yes, Xavier, I do know what he did to you. He apologized… and you don’t have much room to talk! Do you? I didn’t sleep with him. Even if I did, why do you care? You’re too busy fucking some other girl, that’s the decision YOU made!” I began to raise my voice.

He got quiet. Tears formed in his eyes. Not because he still loved me, but because the guilt ate at him. He felt bad for hurting me. He may still care about me, but not the way I do for him.

“I made a mistake,” he said barely above a whisper.

He just stared at me. Silence. It was suffocating. I had so much to say, but I couldn’t say it. He did something unforgivable. He walked closer to me, slowly as if i was a wild animal and id run at any sudden movement. I felt like running, but my feet were in concrete. He cautiously placed his hand on my cheek.

“Please say something, sweetheart,” He whispered and pressed his forehead to mine.

I knew i was crying, I craved his touch and I knew I wouldn’t ever have it again. The water on my arm multiplied. We both looked up to the sky.

He scoffed to himself, “Deja vu.”

Enid, Ajax, Xavier and I was in our underground bunker, Ajax brought a movie that he wanted us to watch. I brought a ton of board games and we were planning on spending the night here. After watching the movie, Xavier and Ajax went to get a pizza. Leaving me and Enid to gossip. Xavier and i had been dating a month at this point and I couldn’t have been happier.

“Have you two done it?” Enid asked shocked when I finally told her the story of when he and I shared our first kiss.

“No, Enid. We’re waiting a bit, we just want to enjoy being a couple for a while before we add that into it. I just feel like once that kind of intimacy is involved it changes your relationship. I really like him, I don’t want to ruin this,” I explained playing with a tennis ball.

“Yeah, I get it. Ajax and I have been dating two years and we didn’t do it until about eight months in,” She said picking at a string on the bean bag chair.

“It’s raining,” I said.

“How do you know?” Enid asked listening closely.

“I can feel it in the plants.”

She made an ‘o’ face. The boys got back about 10 minutes later. They were soaked.

I cat-called him in a joking manner causing him to chuckle.

“Hey guys, I have an idea,” I smirked, feeling playful.

I grabbed Xavier’s hand and pulled him outside with me. I began to cheer and spin around in the rain. Enid came and joined me. Xavier stood there watching me, nothing but love and admiration in his eyes.

“Come on man!” I heard Ajax say as he ran over to Enid.

Xavier ran over and picked me up, spinning me around. I screamed playfully while laughing. Like the cutest scene from a movie, except it was my life. He put me down and we jumped into the muddy puddles. I eventually got tired and laid in the grass. The rain not seeming to let up as the thunder and lightning roared. Xavier laid down next to me and sighed.

“I love you,” I heard him say.

I sat up and looked at him. His cheeks were pink and he had a content smile on his face.

“What?” I asked him, unsure if my brain was playing tricks on me.

He sat up and rested his forehead against mine, “I said, I love you.”

I laughed, not one of humiliation, but of shock, “I love you too!”

I threw my arms around his neck and straddled him, slamming my mouth onto his. He smiled into the kiss. That day being the most perfect day.

“Except this rain isn’t a happy one,” I said taking a step back.

He looked hurt, but I didn’t care, I was hurt.

“Y/n, please say something. Yell! Scream! Hit me! I need to know what you’re thinking,” He demanded.

“You wanna know what I’m thinking?” I asked with a cracked voice, “I’m thinking why I wasn’t good enough for you.”

“Y/n-“

“Was her smile brighter than mine? Did you like the way she said your name better? Did your whole world, including me, disappear when you looked at her? Tell me you were possessed or maybe it was a curse so I don’t have to think that one night with her was worth more than a lifetime with me. Did you think about me when you were kissing her neck? Did you think about how much I would cry while telling her that her eyes were pretty? Were are you infatuated with the way that she talks? Did the way that she walk make your jaw drop the way mine does when looking at you? Was it fun because it was new? Did her bra make your jaw drop? Was it black or was it dark blue? You knew what you were doing and I hope you fell in love. I hope you fell in love with her figure, I hope you fell in love with the way wind blew through her hair, I hope you fell in love with the way your heart beat faster when looking at her while she wasn’t paying attention. Did your friends tell you congratulations? I hope you fell in love with her the way I fell in love with you… and then I hope she breaks your heart the same way you broke mine.”

Numb. I felt numb as I walked away. I didn’t spare a glance. Not even when i heard him choke out my name through silent sobs. I walked around for what felt like hours, which it was, until i saw the Weathervane, rain soaking every inch of my body. The water in my shoes squished as I sat in a booth, sinking down and hugging myself as it was chilly.

“Can I sit?”

I nodded. Tyler sat across from me.

“May I ask what happened?”

“He got what he wanted. To know what was going on in my head. I hurt him, but the thing is… it made me feel better,” I said feeling quite guilty.

“You’re soaked,” Tyler pointed out.

“Its just water. I’ll be fine, i just need to make my way back to Nevermore,” I said shivering.

“My shift just ended, do you want a coffee and maybe… we could go to my house. It’s closer than Nevermore and I feel like you shouldn’t be alone right now,” he said awkwardly.

“That sounds really nice Tyler,” I smiled softly.

He went over and made a warm latte for me and came over handing me a hoodie. I peeled off those I previously had on and slipped his over me. I smiled discreetly because it smelled so good. After Tyler grabbed his things he walked me out to his car and opened the door for me. I thanked him and got in. He turned the car on and the heater, just to make sure I’m warm.

“How was your day?” I asked making small talk, not wanting to talk about myself anymore.

“It was great, I spent a few hours with a pretty sweet person, I had a relatively slow work day, and now i get to spend even more time with that person from this morning,” He smiled while driving.

“I guess they’re lucky then, to have a person talk about them as such,” I chuckled.

“I think I’m the lucky one,” He said looking over at me hugging myself in the passenger seat, “Are you still cold? I can turn up the heat, although my house is right around the corner.”

“Oh I’m fine, I just do this for comfort,” I explained looking out the window.

We pulled up to his house and he got out and ran around opening my door for me.

“You’re a sweetheart,” I smiled.

He looked down at the ground blushing, closed the door and ran up onto the porch to unlock the door. He let me in first.

“Would your dad care?” I asked nervous.

“No, he’s not here ever anyway. Its just me,” He explained and continued, “My room is upstairs. The bathroom is to the left, I’ll grab you some clothes.”

I nodded and followed him upstairs and went to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my hair in total disarray from the rain and the wind. Xavier was the furthest thing from my mind. All I could think about was Tyler. He was so sweet and thoughtful, I wouldn’t mind spending even more time with him.

A knock came from the door and i opened it up, “Here’s some sweatpants and a t-shirt.”

I smiled, “Thanks, do you mind if I take a shower?”

He shook his head, “Ill be waiting in my room.”

I shut the door and began taking my clothes off and getting all the rain water off of me. I dried off with a towel that was folded neatly and then started with the clothes. I slipped on the t shirt. It was a little big on me, but yet again i was captivated by the smell. The sweats were extremely comfortable. I walked out and into Tylers bedroom.

“Knock, knock,” I said entering.

He was sitting on his computer and turned to look at me, “Cute.”

“Your clothes are very comfortable,” I said going to see what he was doing on his laptop.

“I was trying to order some Chinese food, but I don’t know what you like and I didn’t want to bother you,” He said.

“Oh I like f/c/f,” I said, “But you don’t have to do that.” (Favorite Chinese food)

He looked up at me, “I want to.”

I went and sat on his bed, feeling slightly guilty about him spending money and doing all these things for me. Once he was done he spun around in his chair.

“Want to talk? Or we can watch a movie? Or we can play games?” He listed off.

I laid down on his bed, “I feel like talking would be nice for now, or if you have a movie you want to watch.”

He grabbed his laptop and scrolled through some movies, “If you see one you like let me know.”

I couldn’t concentrate on the computer though, i just kept staring at his face. He said something but I didn’t hear him. I panicked when he turned to look at me.

“Y/n? Are you okay?” He asked concerned.

I nodded, not looking away from his face, shame wasn’t in my brain at the moment. He swallowed thickly and stared back. I looked down at his lips and back up to his eyes. He did the same with me. I let a shaky breath go. He made the first move and leaned in, brushing our ones together.

“If this isn’t what you want, stop me,” He whispered, breath hitting my lips.

“I want you,” I whispered grabbing the back of his neck and pushing my lips on his.

He softly put his hand on my throat, pulling me closer by the waist. I pushed the laptop away and straddled his waist. He groaned when my fingers went into his hair and tugged softly. He grabbed my ass making me gasp.

I pulled away looking deep into his eyes, “Tyler, I just want you to know you’re not a rebound.”

He leaned back onto his pillows, hands still on my hips, “Even if i was, I wouldn’t mind.”

I chuckled and bent down to kiss him again. I felt something press against me and i knew what he wanted. The doorbell rang. He groaned in frustration.

“I don’t think I’m going to be able to-“

“I’ll go get it,” I laughed and went to get the food and came back upstairs.

He had his laptop back on the bed and a movie already picked out. I handed him the food and we ate while watching it. I admired Tyler and set my food down, basically done with it.

“Do you not like it?” Tyler asked.

“No, I do, i just wanted to ask you something,” he perked up, “Why’re you doing all of his? Not that im not grateful, but im just curious.”

He sighed and put his food down, “I’ve liked you for years, Y/n. Ever since we met at Outreach Day our freshman year. You were helping out in the Weathervane and I was smitten by you. I saw how you and Xavier were together and i got jealous, so I had our friends ambush him. I regret it all, but as a 14 year old, feelings definitely cloud your judgement.”

I was in shock by all of this.

“When i saw you and Xavier together it broke me, but i saw how happy he made you and i thought if you’re happy then I’m happy,” He explained sadly.

I scooted closer to him and held his face in my hands, “I’m sorry I didn’t see it before.”

“I don’t mind if you’re just using me, as long as i get you for even a short amount of time. Any time is better than none,” He spoke nervously.

“Good thing i want you too, so maybe we could use each other, forever, exclusively?” I suggested with a soft smirk.

“I couldn’t think of anything more perfect, besides you,” he said grabbing my face and kissing me.

He brought his hand down to the sweats I was wearing, making me release a gasp, “You didn’t think you were getting away with earlier, did you?”

His voice dark and husky, eyes darkened more as I said, “I hope not.”

#xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe imagine #xavier thorpe x reader #wednesday #tyler galpin x you #tyler galpin x reader #tyler galpin imagine #tyler galpin #wednesday tyler #xavier wednesday

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averyaddamsromance · 1 year

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When you find pure gold on social and you MUST share it.

We are all waiting for this moment in s2. I know you are.

BY THE AMAZING @allium-cepa-39

#wyler #weyler #wenclair #tyler galpin #enid sinclair #wednesday addams #wednesday x tyler #tyler x wednesday #wednesday x enid #tyler and wednesday #tyler wednesday #wednesday and tyler #wednesday tyler #team tyler

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anotherbluesunday · 10 months

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🪐✨Fic Update—Star Atlas✨🪐

"Don't move," Wednesday grumbled as she scrambled on top of me; settling with a soft plop as she laid down on me with her head on my chest, arms curled up beneath her, and hoodie pulled over her head to protect her wet hair from the onshore breeze. Sighing, I could feel Wednesday smile. "I missed you."

"You did?"

She nodded.

Wrapping my arms around her as my soul casually wept at this moment, I smoothed a hand up and down her back. She was so petite. So delicate but beastly behind that pixie face and pigtails. Relearning how to relax around her, I closed my eyes, breathed in then out, and repeated this. I soaked in her warmth. The small movements and shifts in posture as Wednesday got comfortable.

"I missed you too," I said back, my voice low so only she could hear me while everyone else talked in loud brassy tones having a good ol' drunken time. "Sometimes I wondered if I'd ever get to see you again. My last week up there felt like the longest week of my life."

"I only got seven hours of sleep those last few days before you came back."

"You were that worried?" Smile growing when Wednesday tilted her head away from me as she nodded, I gave her a tight squeeze. I could have kissed her, I was so happy just to hear that I had been on her mind. Pushing my luck, I angled my head down and asked, "So that means you're happy I'm home, right?"

*ch. 4 of Star Atlas is now live on Ao3.

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ariasdistress · 1 year

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blood lust.

pairing: vampire!fem reader x sheriff!tyler

warnings: dark mature themes + knife play, gun play, heavy degradation, dub-con, non-con. all my characters are over 18, implied age gap.

after months of bickering and tireless efforts with his father, tyler galpin graduated the police programme. taking on the same career as his father, becoming the new sheriff of jericho.

being the sheriff wasn’t a popular position yet he was a lot more beloved than his father. especially by the outcasts. the new sheriff galpin had a certain avoidance - you could call it leniency that was not shared by his father towards the targeted group.

that brings us to now, riding down suburban slopes while the night was still young. you were staring deep in awe of the navy sky, infinite and vast. the overtly deep thinking accelerated from riding off a high fuelled by petty theft. well, stealing booze.

holding up a normie store was actually easier than expected. in complete honesty, you just threatened to drink them dry and to help your case - you were also an attractive vampire, visually the type of ‘sweet girl next door’ that nobody suspects to be a troublemaker.

although, you were quite the contrary even aspiring to be a big time criminal. like a textbook rebel outcast. coming from a broken home, forced to go to nevermore and misbehaved just to feel something; to feel alive.

misbehaving in nevermore was mainly stealing blood bags, smoking behind the sports hall or sometimes doing a little more than ‘fanging out’ with guys in your dorm room after hours.

struck by an idea while riding past a dimly lit house. you gazed in wonder at the isolated structure. far from town with a variety of towering lithe trees surrounding it.

‘perfect’ you clapped your hands together, smiling to yourself. the light of the moon twinkled off your fangs as the alcohol caused a certain swing to your hips. your confidence exhilarated, without a care for the consequences.

karma, however, waits for no vamp.

not realizing sooner that the one inside the home was awake.

watching you.

knowing what you were about to do.

knowing who you were.

with ease you swiftly climbed up the pipe, skilfully opening the lock on the vintage window. “like clockwork” you mumbled happily. a little tug of the lock was needed then you were in. sliding inside and taking in the somewhat messy bedroom.

‘damn, whoever lived here is a slob.. pick up a coffee mug once in a while..’ you thought to yourself.

white sheets contrasted the dark toned clothes scattered across the large bed. a sigh escaped you while your claw shaped nails playfully brushed against a hoodie thrown onto a chair..

you noticed an old desk sat adjacent to it, curiosity starting to arouse your interest as you tiptoed over to the desk. once again messily dispersed with.. case files?

panic quickly spread like an disease causing your eyes to widen. frantically reading the front of the mustard yellow folder.

“property of jericho county police station.”

“holy fuck” your voice became shrill as you muttered. your smugness had been drained and replaced with a sense of pessimism.

“out of all houses to rob?? why the fuck did it have to be sheriff fucking galpin??” you were left with nothing to do but crouch idle next to the bed. hoping, praying to anything out there that nobody was home.

as you got up to leave through the window, the silence broke with the pump of a shotgun echoing behind you.

a symphony of goosebumps ran through your body as you held your hands up in fear. biting at your lower lip. turning around slowly to accept whatever fate had in store for you.

“what is a pretty thing like you doing in my house so late?” an older man grinned. in your mind, far too old to be the freshly 18 tyler galpin that worked at the weathervane while you were a kid. the messy blonde didn’t back down, now aiming the shotgun at your forehead.

you stepped forward taking a closer look at him. almost surprised, it was tyler only quite older, taller and physically much more muscular. he cleared his throat, the sound snapped you back into reality.

“answer me, what the fuck are you doing inside my house.” you tried to respond but your vocal chords shrivelled up, watching the barrel of the shotgun approached closer to you.

your glossy pink lips instantly pouted with eyes welling up in tears, “i-im so sorry sheriff”, you mumbled out. mascara trickling down your flushed cheeks.

knowing deep inside you looked beautiful, you weren’t surprised when dark green eyes fell onto your mirage of sadness.

“see i thought this was my friends house- i wanted to surprise her- it was my first time i-in this new neighbourhood and i-.” you put your all into this act, knowing the only card left to play was the ‘innocent sweet nymph.’

“cut the shit sweetheart” he interrupted, lowering the shotgun yet his stance stayed stern. his strong fingers trailed over his forehead, eyebrows, toward his hair as the corner of his mouth warped into a smirk.

“i can smell a vampire like you from yards away. i’ve been watching you too. for weeks. you’re an amateur at best. thought you were going to rob me huh? fucking airhead.” his voice was spiked with venom as he inched closer.

everyone assumed he broke the generational curse of disliking outcasts - being a normie and all. but nobody except his colleagues knew his secret; his burning hatred for outcasts. developing from his father, he harboured a special animosity especially towards vampires; calling them vermin and leeches behind closed doors.

“n-no sir i couldn’t even dream of robbing you, i’m um just a bit tipsy and wanted to surprise a friend! honest!” pleading, you realised the ‘innocent girl’ was fading. you swallowed the lump in your throat, the atmosphere in the room now becoming unbelievably tense.

tyler burst out laughing, “do you think i’m stupid y/n i’ve been watching you this entire time. you vampires really think you’re better than everybody? your ego needs to be brought down a few pegs doll.”

you felt your blood boil, why was he being so mean? sure, this wasn’t the most optimal of situations but you being a vampire had nothing to do with this.

“sheriff.. me being a vampire doesn’t have anything to do with this. if you let me go, you won’t ever see me again. please.” tears flowed mixing with your eyeliner while your voice started wobbling out of a mixture of anger and fear.

the last thing you wanted was to be on tomorrow’s local news as the idiotic thief who got caught stealing in a sheriff’s home.

“keep crying pretty like that and i just might let you go.” sheriff galpin joked, before whacking you with the side of his shotgun. the sting greeting your cheek as you laid there in pure agony.

“i’ll teach you a lesson, doll, one you won’t forget” the world was spinning out of focus. the blurred image of a malicious grin and strong arms lifting you was the only thing left. only moments later, engulfed in complete darkness.

you awoke to being bound. legs and arms restrained in cuffs behind your back as you kneeled in front of tyler, his dark boots took up your eyesight.

you could almost taste the dampness of the room. was this a basement? a prison? you jolted at his rough fingertips lining your jawline, forcing you to look up at him.

“aren’t you a vision for sore eyes? never knew a bloodsucker could be this lovely looking...” he whispered. the older male now turning your face to observe your every feature. the left side of your face was red, ready for bruising while your long lashes parted. showcasing your dark eyes staring knives and daggers at tyler.

“fuck you.” you were able to mumble out before you were met with another pain. a large hand tugged on your hair violently, gesturing your face toward his boots. after struggling and fighting against his grip nothing was working.

“lick them. whore.” strings of your hair began to pluck out, deciding to give into his demands quickly. you sobbed as you licked a small stripe on his black boots. a shine forming where your saliva met his boots.

wincing, you spat out the taste without hesitation. with rage consuming your mind.

“don’t look at me like i’m a bad guy sweetheart. you did this, but i’ll be nice. i promise.” tyler hummed, cupping your face, almost lovingly with his palm. he pointed to the end of the room, pivoting your head to look at it.

“let’s just make a little home video, to show the guys at the force what happens to pretty little outcasts who decide to become petty criminals”. he smiled, sinister intent masking any kindness left behind his mossy eyes.

before you could utter a word of objection, tyler slashed his palm with a silver kitchen knife. hissing, pushing the dripping blood up to your mouth. your tongue lapped up the blood like a starved animal with greedy fangs greeting the sheriff’s palm.

you scanned the older man’s face through wet lashes; maroon orbs twinkling while you whimpered against his cut for more blood, tongue pushing and swirling around his wound. tyler looked down at you, hating himself for admiring how pretty you were under the broken lights.

“god you’re a good girl. you’re so obedient for me.” the blonde praised, using a free hand to run through your hair. after soaking up every drop you detached your fangs from his hand, licking the excess from your lips making sure the older man saw it.

tyler used his wounded hand to rub your bruised cheek, cooing sorrys and awws. being blood-drunk you leaned into tyler’s palm like a touch starved pet, hoping he would feed you again.

the sweetness of the action turned into malice as he grabbed a handful of your hair, forcing your lips to crash into the crotch of his sweatpants. he laughed while the outline of his hardening cock rubbed up against your lips and nose.

“you’re so stupid, it’s almost cute. thought i’d gone soft on you huh?” the corner of his lips turning upwards as he turned his body towards the camera - hoping it catches your every pitiful sound as you whimpered in protest against the thick fabric.

whines and no’s left your lips as you tried your best to keep them shut. you felt like crying out for help again, but you knew it wasn’t any use.

his hand sneaked down and grabbed your cheeks, pushing them open as his other hand slid his sweatpants and boxers down in a singular motion. his pale cock sprung free, precum leaking down his blushing shaft.

staring in awe of his length, it was so thick you could feel your throat closing up. tyler couldn’t help but fight back a smile looking at your desperate expression, wanting to run his tip over your perfectly shaped lips.

“suck. if you use your fangs i’ll break your jaw, leech.” he spat, gripping your jaw tighter towards his throbbing cock. you opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out as the sheriff gestured to you to lick it.

it was beyond embarrassing knowing you were being filmed. giving pet-like licks to an older man’s cock but you couldn’t help but fight a growing impatience between your legs. how tyler’s disheveled blonde hair, low eyes and big muscular arms enchanted you into wanting more.

growing impatient of the teasing from your blood covered tongue, he forced himself into you. groans left the older man as you glanced up at him. his lips half open and brows scrunched together in pleasure; you hummed around his cock, rubbing your thighs together for any kind of friction - shamelessly imagining tyler’s thick fingers inside you instead.

“keep looking at me, just like that slut. that’s all you’re fucking good for. god you’re pretty with my cock inside your filthy mouth.” the male growled, bottoming out inside you with your drool coating the base of his cock entirely. his hands found their place in your fluffy hair, interwoven in your locks to fuck your mouth deeper.

hoping tyler wouldn’t notice, your fangs lightly grazed the tip of his cock as he pulled out. unfortunately he did, his agonising grip getting firmer craning your neck up to look at him.

“the one thing i asked for you not to fucking do, you brainless airhead. you fucking deserve for this.” he cut himself off with a groan of frustration. he grabbed your waist and spun you around, angrily unlocking both the cuffs to spread your legs. dropping to the floor like a ragdoll, your ass was up in the air while he palmed your heat through the denim shorts.

“please.. stop.. sheriff please. i’m a virgin.” you told him the truth, hoping he would show you some mercy. sure you did stuff, but never to the extent of getting fucked, this fact embarrassed you beyond belief.

“you should’ve thought twice about that, hopefully that tight little cunt will listen to me.. maybe i’ll send this to your parents too huh sweetheart?” tyler sneered, his cut hand groping the exposed skin of your ass that the shorts couldn’t cover. wishing to crush whatever spirit you had left, he wanted you to submit completely to him.

large veiny hands creeped down your body, “look how slutty a virgin like you dresses. pathetic, like you’re begging to get fucked against your will” he mumbled in your ear, large hand coercing your jaw to look at the camera in front of you. tyler’s other hand perfectly cupping your tits, twisting the hardening peaks through your thin black shirt.

“smile for the camera sweetheart, tell them how you’re about to lose your virginity to a man old enough to be your dad” he softly spoke smiling toward the lens, his deceivingly loving touch creeped lower to skilfully undo your denim shorts. realising what was going to happen you sobbed quietly, your cries evaporated. “shut the fuck up” sheriff whispered ripping your shirt into pieces from your back. the black fabric caressed the ground.

at this point the large video camera was facing you as you were on all fours, your arms shaking from holding your weight up. the metal cuffs did a number your skin, with bruises forming from the violent friction. trying to cower and hide your privacy didn’t work with tyler as he kneeled behind you, forcing your legs apart in his presence.

awe and wonder contorted the sheriff’s face, drinking in your puffy leaking cunt.. “prettiest cunt i’ve ever seen” he spoke, loud enough so only you could hear it before rubbing your entrance softly.

your face flushed at the sounds behind you, unable to wait tyler slapped his cock around your wet pussy. slowly rubbing the tip of his head against your ball of nerves, grunts of satisfaction leaving his parted lips.

the screen next to the camera filled with the image of you getting violated. your were lips bitten trying not to let out noise when tyler glanced at the screen pissed off that you were holding back.

he slapped your ass painfully, enjoying the look of the skin rippling. “make as much sound as you like sweetheart. i’m sure the guys down at the the station would love to hear how i break you down into nothing but a whore.”

just as he finished his sentence, you felt his thick head poke at your entrance, “you’re so tight, i might not even fit.” forcing himself inside, a groan leaving his mouth as his entire throbbing cock hugged the inside of you. you whispered profanities to yourself, not wanting to make noise.

your wetness didn’t help your unstretched cunt from latching onto him, making it unable for him to move. the glint of the knife next to him grabbed his attention. sadism taking over, he started cutting into another part of his bloodied hand and bringing it around to your lips.

the scent and sound of blood droplets on the floor made your brows perk up, blood-lust ran through your veins as you soft inhaled the aroma. the mouth watering, sweet scent of blood.

you caught onto what the sheriff was doing as your vision filled with cloudiness, his deep voice sounding like a hallucination.

“drink up.. don’t make me force it down your delicate little throat” his voice was like molasses to you but his blood smelled sweeter. his heartbeat was quickening, the sound of his blood travelling through his veins filling your ears.

you couldn’t fight it back anymore. letting yourself slip with your fangs leading the way. letting the wet skin touch your lips as you consumed the red liquid, wanting to drain his hands. tyler laughed at the scene feeling how soaked you were getting.

pushing his hand against your mouth, the older male grabbed at your waist. squeezing your skin as he bucked his hips inside you, making you cry our. tyler used his cut up hand to grab a handful of your hair, pounding you in the process. euphoria washed across your face as you tried to protest but nothing came out your throat except needy sounds.

“you’d fuck anyone on camera if they gave you some blood huh?” like second nature you cried out for tyler, his name the only thing on your broken mind. he drove his cock into the spongy part of your insides, making you gasp out ‘no’s’ - not wanting to climax so soon.

“no? no??? you want to say no to me?” the sheriff’s voice darkened, dragging out the last sentence as he reached for a pistol behind him. in the same motion he pulled out, pushing his entire length deep inside of you. rapidly hitting your cervix at a pace your body couldn’t keep up with.

large hands played with the pistol. a calloused finger dancing with the trigger, the gun was ghosting around your skull. cold metal pushed against the temple of your head, fear erupting - you felt beyond helpless.

breathless moaning and efforts to finish your sentence fell short. his cock felt full inside you and you didn’t even realise your hips were moving.

“you’re choking my dick so fucking good. you like this pervert? i should put a bullet in your head?” his hand rapidly traced down your body, gliding over your soft skin. the blonde rubbed your clit mercilessly, forcing you into let out shameless noises.

skin smacking against each other and high pitched moans left your plump, dark red and bitten lips. you turned around to look at him, both your eyes connecting to catch a longing gaze.

dark red nails scratched into the floor of his basement as your release neared closer. the older man noticed how your swollen cunt gripped his cock every time he degraded you.“everyone’s going to see how stupid you get on my dick now? are you proud slut?”

“please, sheriff ‘m gonna cum” you yelled out, clamping your pussy involuntarily against his cock. tyler was close, his pace becoming animalistic, letting his cock think for him. mere moments after, your insides were filled with his warm cum. his cock pulled out of you causing your body collapse.

in response tyler dropped his gun to the floor. his strong arms held your unconscious body up - his hands carrying your thick thighs. spreading your legs apart to show the camera your pussy, his cum dripping to the floor shamelessly.

“this stupid bimbo won’t be stealing anytime soon”

author’s notes: sorry i haven’t posted in so long! i’ve been in a kind of slump!! i’ve been pretty inspired with the whole sheriff and criminal relationship n i wrote this, hope everyone enjoys! i will be writing more soon!

thank you for reading! aria. ᥫ᭡

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