#dark!tyler galpin

[delicateflowerss]

Nightcall

People invite monsters into their houses more often than you think.

Warnings: 18+, NON-CON, DUB-CON, dark!tyler, aged up character(s), blood, mentions of murder/violence, manipulation, jealousy, choking, dacryphilia

Word Count: 3.7k

His fingers fumble with his phone in the dark. Blood smearing on the screen when trying to find your name to click on. Unshed tears glisten in his eyes and shaky breaths leave his lips as he listens to the ringing tone.

You look out your bedroom window one more time, watching the rain fall from the sky before closing the curtains for the night. You head towards the bathroom, walking past your phone that sits on the dresser.

You don’t hear your phone buzz in the other room, the screen lighting up with Tyler’s name. You step into the hot shower, oblivious to the boy trying to get ahold of you.

He curses out loud when he hears the beginning of your voicemail. Hanging up, he immediately clicks on your name again.

When he gets the same result, he throws his phone down on the passenger seat.

Tyler doesn’t know why it feels like it’s life or death whether he talks to you right now. But he can’t shake the feeling that you’re with him again.

Maybe it’s stupid. Maybe it’s that obsessive, little corner of his mind plaguing him with the idea that someone is right where he should be.

He can’t get it out of his head, no matter how hard he tries. That day on perpetual repeat as he drives down the dark road.

“This would be less painful if you talk, Tyler,” she reminded him for the second time that session.

She kept a pearly white grin on her face, voice still cheery. But he noticed the annoyance that she fought so hard against, starting to seep through.

He couldn’t keep his eyes on the blonde sitting in front of him, instead they roam around her neatly decorated apartment. He’d never paid attention to how many candles she keeps lit. That must be a fire hazard, he thought. This whole place could go up in flames with a slight push to one of them.

“In our last session, you told me about a friend you reconnected with recently. Y/N, was it?” Dr. Kinbott inquired, watching Tyler for a reaction.

He shifted a little in his seat at the mention of your name. But he tried his hardest to keep a straight face, not even a twitch of a muscle. He didn’t need Dr. Kinbott to know what makes him squirm.

“How did you two meet again?”

He let out a sigh before being forced to recount his early memories. He supposed he didn’t mind since it had to do with you.

“We met in kindergarten. She just, came up to me and asked if I wanted to play house.” He kept his voice as steady as possible. “I know I would’ve rather played with the toy cars. But for some reason, I said yes. I don’t really remember why.”

He stopped paying attention to how Dr. Kinbott tilted her head like what he was saying was the most interesting thing she’s ever heard. Instead, a smile traced his lips as he felt himself be transported back into the memory.

“We played together every day after that. Going to each other’s birthday parties and kid stuff like that.”

He still remembered how you wanted him to sit next to you when you blew out your candles on your birthday cake, or how you always gave him your last Animal Cracker at snack time, just because he was still hungry.

“Then what happened?”

Her question made him falter, lips parting in confusion.

“What happened for you two to reconnect now? Reconnecting usually means you drifted apart in the first place.”

He slightly nodded, eyes moving to the floor. He thought for a moment before he continued.

“Puberty, I guess. We turned 12 and things just changed. It wasn’t cool to be friends with a girl.”

Dr. Kinbott continued to nod, humming in understanding.

“So, why now?”

“Honestly, I’m not sure. She came into the Weathervane one day… and she was surprised to see me working there. Then we got to talking and… now we see each other all the time.”

He stopped himself from saying anything more about you.

Truthfully, he could’ve gone on for hours about you. How every time you looked at him, it felt like you were staring right into his soul, and all you did was smile, not turning away in fear or disgust.

He could’ve talked about how he longs to see that smile all the time, that simple expression on you making a bad day turn better.

He knew your drink order like the back of his hand. He thought it was funny how you only ever want a latte made by him now. Your excuse was no one else makes the foam like he does.

His favorite time of the day was when the sun went down. The Weathervane was finally empty of customers, and the two of you could just sit in your own little corner of the world, talking for hours. Everything else was a distant thought during those times. All he could do was focus on the warmth of your voice, telling him all of your greatest dreams and desires.

You told him you want to leave Jericho one day, hoping there’s something better out there for you, and all he could think was how much he wants to go with you.

“That’s great, Tyler. Having a friend, you can talk to is a really special thing.” Dr. Kinbott’s voice snatched him from his thoughts. She glanced at the clock.

“Looks like we’re out of time.”

Tyler kept his eyes on the ground, head swirling with memories of you that were unearthed in his session with Dr. Kinbott. He only looked up when he crossed the street, giving a polite smile to the car that stopped for him.

He was on his way to work, not much of a break between therapy and having to serve coffee to a wide array of customers.

But before he could get to the door of the Weathervane, he spotted you through the window. It was a nice surprise before he realized you were sitting across from someone, laughing at what they were saying.

His jaw tensed, brows pulled together as he watched you talk to a guy that you and Tyler went to school with.

He always thought Ben was an asshole, thinking he was so much better than everyone else. So much better than Tyler at least.

He was stumped at why you would want to be talking to Ben in the same booth that was supposed to be yours and Tyler’s.

His first instinct was to pretend that it was nothing when Ben brushed his hand against yours, and you let him, smiling.

But he felt something sink in his chest, a familiar feeling. A type of feeling he’s gotten when he watches the world around him, realizing he has no place in it. This time, it’s a little different, the feeling has evolved.

Now he has no choice, it’s screaming, telling him to do something before he goes insane.

You still haven’t checked your phone when you’re dressed in your pajamas, skin still dewy from your shower.

The doorbell ringing throughout the house startles you. You think for a second of who it could be, somewhat hoping the person gets impatient and leaves.

When it rings again, you peek through your bedroom curtains. When you see who it is, you practically run downstairs, opening the front door as fast as you can.

“Tyler, what are you doing?”

He stands on your doorstep in the pouring rain, arms hugging his sides, looking like a stray puppy needing shelter.

You grab his arm, dragging him into your house and out of the harsh weather. His clothes are soaking wet, his hair sticking to his forehead.

“Is everything okay?” You ask, still trying to figure out why he came to your house in the first place.

He looks around, almost like he’s in a daze.

“Are your parents home?”

You stare at him with your brow furrowed until you slightly shake your head, realizing he asked you a question.

“No, they’re out of town for the weekend. I thought I told you that.”

He hears the worry in your voice, not trying hard to disguise it. He likes it, the fact you care enough about him to be concerned.

“So, you’re home by yourself?” There’s an edge to his voice, something that makes a chill go down your spine.

You nod slowly, your eyebrows slightly raised.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

He just keeps his eyes on the floor.

You sigh, “You probably shouldn’t go back out there, at least until it stops raining.” His eyes finally meet yours. “I can try to find some other clothes for you while I put those in the dryer.”

His mouth opens, surprised at your offer.

“But leave your shoes by the door. My parents would kill me if you got mud everywhere.”

He looks down at his dirty shoes, bending down and frantically untying them.

You start to go up the stairs, and Tyler hesitates for a second before quickly following you.

“I’ll also get you a towel to dry your hair,” you say with an amused smile on your lips, looking back to take in his wet curls.

He follows you into your room, and he can’t help but take in every detail of you that is carved into it. All he can think is how it’s so you, from the few pictures hanging on the walls to the color you chose for the duvet on your bed.

“You can undress in here, and hopefully something of my dad’s will fit you.”

“Thanks, Y/N.”

You give him one last reassuring smile before closing the door.

It’s not lost on him how odd it is to be taking his clothes off in your bedroom. Maybe in a different situation, he would enjoy it more.

Soon enough, those agonizing thoughts come back, making him wonder how many other guys have been in this situation. Except you’d be there, also taking your clothes off.

He wonders if Ben has been in that situation, with that stupid, arrogant smirk on his face.

A knock on the door interrupts his thoughts.

“Come in,” he calls out.

You open the door, finding Tyler standing in the middle of your room, only in his boxers.

A sight you thought you’d never see.

It’s hard for him to look you in the eyes, his hands trying to find something to do. But what makes him feel worse is your lack of embarrassment at seeing him like this.

You step closer to him, but before you can explain what you found, you drop what you’re holding on to the bed.

“Oh my God, Tyler.” That concern is back in your voice.

He follows your gaze, looking down, realizing that he’s bleeding. He usually gets wounded in some way when he transforms. He’s not entirely sure how it happens, probably while he’s on the hunt. He’s just glad that the rain washed away the blood that wasn’t his.

You rush to him, inspecting the scratches on his ribcage, right near his stomach.

“Does it hurt?”

The scratches don’t look too deep, but they’re still bright red.

“It’s not too bad.”

You look at him with disbelief. But you decide not to press on the matter anymore.

“Okay. Well, I’ll get the first aid kit and you just sit down.” You motion to the foot of your bed. “Oh and,” you say, almost forgetting. “Here’s a towel for your hair. I could only find you a shirt, but you probably shouldn’t put it on until I get you cleaned up.”

You pick up Tyler’s wet clothes off the floor before leaving.

He grabs the towel, ruffling his hair with it, trying to dry it. He enjoys how you take care of him, treating him like he’s a little boy that needs to be nursed back to health. How he’s the only person you seem to care about at all, putting all your attention on him.

You come back, sitting right next to him, sorting through the bandages in the little plastic box.

“How did this even happen? It looks like you were attacked by a wild animal.”

You begin to bandage him up the best you can, waiting for an answer.

“I was playing with Elvis, and he got a little too rough I guess.”

It’s not his best lie, but it will have to do for now.

You don’t say anything, and Tyler isn’t sure if your silence is to do with your disproval or if you’re too focused on his wound.

A few minutes pass, and you’re still working on covering the scratches up. It doesn’t go past you how intimate this is, the only sounds are yours and Tyler’s breathing and the soft tapping of the rain against the window. You drag your eyes up a little, taking in how toned he is, something he keeps well-hidden.

You’re so close to him that he can smell the soap on your skin, vanilla filling his nose. The feeling of your fingertips on his body makes him feel like he’s on fire. If all he had to do was hurt himself and show up on your doorstep in the pouring rain to get you to pay this kind of attention to him, he would’ve done it a long time ago.

“That should be good.” You lean back, admiring your handiwork.

His green gaze finds his now bandaged up wound, a smile lighting up his features.

“Thank you, Y/N. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“I don’t know either.”

Your smile matches his as you bring a hand to his hair, letting your fingers run through his soft curls. His eyes fall shut with the comforting, almost loving movement.

He opens them to see you staring at him, like you’re admiring him. Content is written on your face.

He can only guess his face looks more or less the same, probably more like a lovesick idiot.

He doesn’t really think about it as he leans in closer to you, his eyes glued to your lips. He doesn’t notice how your expression morphs into something of confusion and panic.

A small gasp leaves your lips as his own crash into your cheek instead. You feel him freeze, realization hitting him coldly.

He finally moves away from you, keeping his head down. But even as he wishes to disappear from your sight, he can’t stop you from seeing the blood rushing into his cheeks.

You instantly feel bad when you see the embarrassment that clouds him. The last thing you would want is to upset Tyler. But him almost kissing you was a shock. You never thought for a second Tyler had a crush on you.

You sigh, closing your eyes for a second, trying to figure out the words to make all of this better.

“Tyler, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. It’s just…” You trail off, not wanting to add salt to his wounds. You shift a little. “It’s just, I don’t see you like that.”

You try to judge his reaction, and by the way his jaw ticks, it’s not good.

“I’ve been really happy since we became friends again, and… I don’t want to lose that,” you soothe.

“Do you like him?” There’s a darkness to his voice, a bitterness you’ve never heard from him before.

You stare at him, not understanding.

“I saw you with him. At the Weathervane.” He finally turns to face you. “Are you fucking him or something?”

His face is practically in a snarl, and you’re ready to defend yourself against his unfair accusations.

But then you see the hurt in his eyes, the slightest glimmer of an unshed tear. You decide to take a deep breath, stopping yourself from saying something you’ll regret.

“I think you just need to calm down, Tyler.”

Unfortunately, your words have the opposite effect. Your lack of an answer makes his jaw tighten. His eyes seem to have this far away look in them.

He had hoped every thought that invaded his mind was wrong. But he realizes that the voice in the back of his head telling him he’s not good enough for you has only been right.

His gaze finally settles over you, an intensity taking over that wasn’t there before.

“Do you think he’s better than me?”

Your brow furrows. “What? No-.”

“Then why him?” He pauses before going into his next question. “What’s so bad about me that you won’t at least give me a chance?”

You look down at your hands in your lap, immediately feeling a pang of guilt. You don’t know why you can’t see Tyler in a romantic way. You’ve known him since you were kids. He always looks at you with those soft, kind eyes, and he listens to what you have to say. He’s also good looking… but for some reason, you just can’t picture yourself dating him, or fucking him.

But you could try.

He’s always had it tough, growing up without a mom. You could always sense a loneliness to him, something that made him… different from everyone else. All you know is you hate making him feel this way. You don’t want to be the reason for his next broken heart.

“Tyler-.”

He shuts you up with a kiss on your open mouth. Before you could explain how you two should go to a movie or something, his soft lips are pressed to yours, slowly licking into your mouth.

You bring a firm hand to his chest. Your fingers are cold compared to the warmth of his bare skin. You try to push him away, but he doesn’t budge.

His kisses feel feverish, like he can’t get enough of you, wanting to devour you whole. He pushes his body weight onto you, making you fall back on the bed.

The kisses don’t stop as he moves between your open legs. You’re finally able to move your mouth away from him.

“Wait, Tyler. I don’t know about this.” Your voice is full of cracks as he takes in the apprehension overcoming your face.

He had hoped you would pity him, making it easier for him to do what he wants with you. You’re his and he is yours. Ben doesn’t compare to him. You just don’t know it yet.

He tries to make the expression on his face gentler, softer, not wanting to scare you.

“I would never do anything to you that you wouldn’t want.” His thumb caresses circles on to your cheek. “You don’t have to worry or think too much. Just relax.” His deep voice sounds almost entrancing. “Don’t you trust me?”

You gaze up at him, considering his words. He takes your lack of response as one, his lips finding yours again.

You let his hands roam over your body, fingers digging into your skin. He finds one of your breasts through your thin pajama shirt, squeezing it and massaging your nipple. His other hand snakes down to your core, rubbing you through your underwear.

Even if he wanted to stop, he can’t. The thing inside him that craves to be satiated is screaming in hunger, and you’re absolutely delicious.

He replaces his hand with his mouth, sucking on your nipple through the fabric, wetting it with his tongue. He can feel your chest start to heave.

A whimper escapes your throat as he slips his fingers under the white cotton, brushing over your swollen bud. You feel his perfect teeth move to your neck, alternating between biting and licking, leaving kisses in his trail as an apology for hurting you.

Your hips buck involuntarily before he takes his hand away from you, wet with your arousal. You practically whine in protest before he reaches up to take your shirt off, your shorts and underwear being pushed down next.

The realization of where this is going hits you, along with the cold air. Watching him pull his boxers down, you could stop him now.

But do you really have a choice?

You feel his leaking tip brush against you, lining himself up before pushing himself inside you.

Ragged breaths leave you as you try to adjust to his size, the fullness being too much for you at first. Pain beginning to meld with the inklings of pleasure.

His pink lips part as he feels you wrapped around him, walls clenching around his throbbing cock. He starts to thrust into you, your hand grasping his bicep as he sinks in deeper.

You get used to his pace, moans falling from you as pleasure clouds your mind. His head falls to the crook of your neck, the caress of his breaths tickling your neck. The monotonous squeak of your mattress plays in the background. An odd sense of comfort envelops you as his bare chest grazes your own.

Then he lifts his head up, a hand grabbing your thigh, pushing your knee to your chest. He ignores your protests, rutting into you mercilessly. The sounds leaving him can only be described as carnal, hot breath fanning over you.

The new angle allows him to pound into you harder and faster, and all you can do is take it. Your whines get louder as he hits your sweet spot. Your eyelids flutter while your only focus is your impending orgasm.

You feel his large hand wrap around your neck, squeezing hard enough to scare you, but not to cut off your air supply.

He likes how your neck is so delicate, your rapid heartbeat right under his fingertips.

“Tyler,” you struggle out.

He’s relentless with how he thrusts into you. A sick part of him is satisfied when he sees a tear finally fall down your cheek, dropping onto the hand that’s still around your throat.

You hate to think of what exactly pushes you over the edge. All you see are stars as pleasure washes over you. You can feel Tyler’s lips brushing against your cheek, licking away your tears.

His pace has gotten careless and it’s not long before a warmth floods you, harsh breaths wracking him.

Tears still blurry your vision as he lies beside you. You can’t help but lean in closer to him, letting him kiss the top of your head, crying into his chest.

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[cryptidghostgirl]

Community Outreach Day (Tyler Galpin pt 3)

Yall cant seem to stop reading this one and I cant seem to stop writing it so here we fucking are.

Pairing: dark!Tyler Galpin x reader

description: Y/n and Wednesday go to the old pilgrim meeting house only to be met by something they were not expecting in the least.

warnings: dark tyler yall. it’s official. you know what that means.

word count: 1987

status: unedited

masterlist

Community Outreach Day Masterlist (Xavier and Wednesday paths found here)

Tyler path: Part one Part Two 

“here we are!” Y/n stated cheerily and opened her arms as if presenting some masterpiece, “what remains of the old pilgrim era meeting house.”

“I was expecting... more.” Wednesday responded after a moment.

Y/n shrugged.

“We did warn you it was a ruin.”

As the pair entered, Wednesday let her backpack fall to the floor and out scuttled what appeared to be a severed hand.

“whoa.” mumbled Y/n under her breath as Wednesday turned to face them.

“Thing this is Y/n. Y/n? Thing.” she said.

“Hello Thing, nice to meet you!” Y/n cheerily waved.

Thing stood up on his wrist and waved back before settling on his palm once more.

“Uh... Wednesday?” said Y/n, seeing something move behind the girl and pointing to it.

A man in rags stepped out of a hidden corner as Wednesday turned to see what Y/n was worried about.

“what are you two little girls doing here?” he asked.

“use the words ‘little’ and ‘girl’ to address us again and I can’t guarantee your safety.” responded Wednesday cooly.

Y/n straightened her back, trying not to let the fear seep out of the little pool it had begun to form in her chest.

“This is my place!” the man suddenly screamed, “get out!”

Y/n flinched at his words.

“Thing,” Wednesday said, looking over her shoulder to where he sat, “a hand here?”

Thing sprung into action, attacking the man and chasing him into the woods before returning to Wednesday’s side.

“Thank you Thing.” said Y/n and the hand gave her a thumbs up.

She turned to Wednesday.

“I’ll keep watch outside to make sure he doesn't come back while you’re looking around in here.” she stated and exited the crumbling structure.

Leaning on the exterior wall, she tilted her head up and closed her eyes, enjoying the sound of the wind rushing through the autumn leaves and the sound of Wednesday’s voice from within.

After a few minutes, she heard Wednesday’s footsteps coming closer.

“My visions are about as predictable as shark attacks.” she said, and there was a muffled sound that Y/n assumed was the girl grabbing her backpack off the ground.

As Wednesday opened the door, Y/n turned to her to say something only to see the girl standing with her head thrown back before falling to the ground.

“Wednesday!” exclaimed Y/n, falling to her knees at the girl’s side, “Wednesday! are you alright! Wednesday!”

Y/n shook the girl repeatedly, feeling the twigs and dry leaves beginning to dig into her knees through the fabric of her pants.

Y/n turned to Thing who was standing beside her.

“Uh okay, I don’t know sign language so yes or no questions only... uh.... I heard her say she has visions is that what this is?”

Thing nervously shifted his weight on his fingers.

“Please Thing, I promise I wont tell a soul! I just need to know if I should be trying to get her to a hospital or not!”

Thing gave a thumbs down.

“is that a no to bringing her to the hospital or a no to its a vision and I need to call an ambulance!” exclaimed Y/n in frustration, “fuck. yes or no questions only. fuck. Uh, is that a no she doesnt need to go to the hospital?”

Thing gave a thumbs up.

“so this is a vision?”

Thing gave her another thumbs up.

“Oh thank god.” sighed Y/n, leaning back on her heals and putting a hand over her quickly beating heart, “thank god. I guess we will just stay here with her until she wakes up.”

About fifteen minutes later, Wednesday shot up with a gasp.

“Thing! I saw her!” she exclaimed turning to the hand beside her, “the girl from my visions. Her name is Goody Addams, and I believe she is my ancestor from 400 years ago.”

It had started raining in the time shed been out and the two girls were drenched, Y/n was pretty sure her shirt was see through but there wasn’t really anything she could do about it out there.

Thing pointed behind Wednesday to where Y/n sat and Wednesday turned to face her.

“I wouldn’t have expected you to stay.” she said, surveying the girl with cold eyes.

“Why wouldn’t I?” responded Y/n, “I was worried about you.”

“you wont tell anyone about this, will you?”

“My lips are sealed.” 

Y/n mimed zipping her lips closed.

“You’re soaked, are you okay?” she asked Wednesday.

Wednesday didn’t respond and instead looked off into the woods before standing. There was a menacing crack of a branch and Y/n stood as well. The pair walked back into the house, closing the door behind them and looking out through the cracks between the planks noiselessly.

“Must’ve been the bearded man from earlier.” said Wednesday at last, drawing back from the door and turning to Thing.

Suddenly there was a loud growl. Y/n covered her mouth, trying to contain a scream as she stumbled back and Wednesday turned to see the eye of the monster who had saved her from Rowan a few days before.

She gasped and stumbled back a few steps as well. The monster moved its eye from side to side, apparently examining the scene before it before running back off into the woods.

After a moment, Y/n removed her hand from her mouth.

“W-we should probably get out of here.” she stammered and Wednesday nodded in agreement.

Wednesday turned to the fireplace and opened a secret door.

“Come on.” she said as she jumped down it.

“how the hell did she know that was there.” said Y/n in amazement before following suit.

The pair were grateful for the rain in that moment as it allowed them to follow the monster’s footprints. At last, they reached a muddy area with no grass where Y/n stopped.

Wednesday turned to look at her in annoyance.

“Look.” was all Y/n said, pointing to the ground beneath them.

Wednesday looked down and saw what had Y/n so surprised and saw a few monster footprints that grew smaller and smaller until...

“human.” said Wednesday softly, “the monster is human.”

“what the hell are you doing?” came a voice from behind them and Y/n jumped letting out a little shriek.

The two turned around to see Xavier standing with an umbrella.

“We were following the monster.” said Wednesday, looking up at him.

Xavier moved his umbrella to cover the two girls and Y/n side stepped out from under it so she stood in the rain, shooting him a dirty look.

“you saw it?” he asked, looking around, “it’s here? do you two have a death wish or something?”

“What are you even doing out here.” asked Y/n coldly.

“I overheard you guys say you were checking out the old meeting house.” he responded, switching his gaze to Y/n standing out in the rain and then back to Wednesday before him, “Guess it’s lucky I showed up when I did.”

“I did learn one thing.” said Wednesday.

“Yeah?” 

“The monster is human.” Y/n cut in, looking away from the pair and crossing her arms in the hopes of protecting herself from the cold, “its tracks turned from monster prints to human ones.”

“show me.”

Wednesday turned and walked back over to where Y/n was standing, Xavier following her expectantly only to find blank mud.

“the rain washed them all away.” said Wednesday with a hint of sadness to her voice.

Xavier scoffed and looked away for a moment.

“We know what we saw.” said Y/n, trying her best to hide her chattering teeth.

“I’m trying to keep and open mind.” Xavier shrugged.

“How big of you.” said Wednesday coldly.

The duo began to walk towards the edge of the forest, Y/n trailing behind them.

“I do think you might be right about Rowan.” said Xavier suddenly.

“Why the sudden change of heart?”

“I texted him again today. I said maybe we could meet over spring break and go snowboarding like we did last year. This time he texted right back, said he wouldn’t be able to make it.”

“only you never went snowboarding last year.” Wednesday finished.

Xavier nodded, stopping and turning to face Wednesday.

“Part of me wanted to blame it on his recent weirdness? I didn’t want to think something bad had happened.”

“The cover up is always worse than the crime.” Wednesday responded.

“Now I need you to be honest with me. Why did you come out to the old meeting house in the first place?”

“I was trying to learn more about Crackstone, figure out how he’s connected to this.”

“Not to interrupt this truly engaging conversation.” drawled Y/n from behind them causing the two to turn around, “but I am gonna dip. See ya.”

She began to walk and as she passed them she waved lazily.

“Wait.” called Xavier after her and she turned around, crossing her arms once more.

Xavier handed his umbrella to Wednesday and jogged over to where Y/n stood, taking off his uniform jacket in the process. Once he had reacher her, he held out the item expectingly.

Y/n looked up at him with a critical gaze.

“You look cold.” he shrugged, scratching the back of his neck with his free hand.

Y/n said nothing, not changing her protective stance in the slightest.

“Also, you know...” he trailed off, looking down at her chest with pink tinted cheeks.

Y/n looked down at her now completely sheer shirt and then back up at Xavier. With a growl she snatched his jacket from his hand. 

“Thanks.” she said sharply, pulling it over her shoulders, “this doesn’t fix things.”

“I know” he responded, “but maybe it can be a start?”

Y/n met his eyes once more and they stood there for a moment.

“I guess I’ll see you guys later.” she said begrudgingly and Xavier smiled, “don’t think that means I like you, just that, you know, I’m sure we will be running into one another again.”

“Yeah, see you.” he said, the smile still fixed on his face.

“Later Wednesday.” Y/n called to the girl behind him who simply nodded.

With that, Y/n turned and walked away, trying to leave everything that had just happened behind her. After all, she had some catching up to do with a certain someone.

Back in the staff bathroom of the weathervane, Tyler leaned back against the wall and let out a sigh. Laurel had asked him to go check in on Wednesday and give her a good scare. While the fear of the people he attacked was usually enticing to him, there was something so much more exhilarating about watching the girl he cared for trying to stifle a scream, something so lovely about how they were supposed to be meeting up soon and he was sure shed be in some need of comfort. Happy to be both the cause and the solution.

He stood back up, walking over to the mirror and running a hand through his hair before checking the time on his phone. Two thirty. Perfect. Not enough time for Y/n to have made it all the way back to the weathervane yet, especially since Tyler had caught a glimpse of Xavier entering the woods as he sneaked out of them and was certain the boy would find one way or another to hold the two girls up without even meaning to. Late enough, however, that he’d get to see Y/n all apologetic and nervous for being so outrageously late to their meeting.

He chuckled, giving himself one last look over before exiting the bathroom and taking a seat in one of the booths.

Community Outreach Day Masterlist (Xavier and Wednesday paths found here)

Tyler path: Part one Part Two

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[yanpotatowriter]

Hi could you do yandere Tyler galpin x reader headcannons

He is very possessive to the point where he scares away his obsessions friends so that his obsession spends more time with him, he won’t actually scare away their friends face to face but does it anonymously through death treats and animal carcasses left in their lockers/at their house with a treat that if they don’t leave his obsession alone then they will end up like that. He pretends to be very concerned about his obsession and has given himself one of those death treats so that he would not be seen as someone who could be the culprit, especially after he is constantly seen consoling his obsession and making sure to make his obsession happy with distractions and free drinks at the weathervane. He will make himself look like he can’t do anything wrong whenever he is around his obsession, pretty much making him look like the ideal person to be around with especially when people have socially outcasted his obsession even when the death threats have stopped.

He has pretty much shown his obsession that no matter what happens he will always be there for them and nothing will be able to keep him away from them so when he asks them to be his partner their only natural response is to agree to be in a relationship with them, especially since Tyler has pulled out all the stops and asked them that in a very carefully planned out date. He won’t let his father get in the way of dating his obsession, so if his father tries to interfere he will just yell at him that he never around so how can he decide what is best for him when he doesn’t even know what Tyler likes. He likes to take pictures of his obsession whenever they are hanging out with each other and post them on social media/print them out to put them in a photo album. He also has notes on what his obsession likes and dislikes and often adds new things to them, he wants to know what his obsessions preferences are so that he can make sure that whenever they are together it is just a perfect or a good time, he makes sure to remember little things they told him and also uses that information to give his obsession little/small gifts catered to their likes.

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[dark-visitors]

It will never not be funny that during The Wyclair Date Night Gates House Episode, Enid proves she’s the strongest out of all of them (Tyler was obviously lying but she didn’t know that) and then when they’re in danger because they’re being chased by the Hyde she proceeds TO HIDE BEHIND WEDNESDAY. Who is not only 5’1 and tiny but whose only enhanced ability is to fuck around and find out.

She went from smug assed “it’s a werewolf thing” to crying and clinging onto Wednesday’s wrist in the span of like ten minutes. And I love that for her.

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[vivalarevolution]

𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓐𝓼 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓐𝓻𝓮

Dark Tyler Galpin x Siren Reader

A/N: Request sent by anon, I hope I used the ideas well enough and everyone will enjoy this. I warn you, it's not my best work. Be aware of mistakes, english is not my native language. Work contains smut, minors do not interact.

Xavier and Y/n were each other firsts in almost everything. First friend, first love, first kiss. They were almost inseparable.

But something started to go wrong.

Maybe it was because it was first love and those were meant to fail. Not without reason this type was also called puppy love. Everything was approached with excessive excitement and an equal amount of expectations and dreams.

The girl, however, never paid much attention to it. She was in love and all that mattered to her were the feelings that the brunette had for her. What she didn't expect was that he would also give her the worst feelings known to human.

-Your coffee and a cinnamon roll - a new voice said, snapping her out of her thoughts.

Her teary eyes moved to the boy standing over her. Tyler with a warm smile put a mug in front of her, and a small plate on which lay a sweet treat.

-Thank you - she said, trying to sound normal but her voice was trembling anyway -Um, Tyler. I didn't order dessert - she remarked, looking at him expectantly.

-I know - he said, his voice like a woolen blanket on a winter's evening -But I saw my favorite girl had tears in her eyes, so I wanted to try to comfort her.

Favorite girl.

Those two words were etched into her mind like a permanent tattoo. Especially now, when her heart pounded with pain after the loss.

-It means a lot - she confessed, dropping her head to stop more tears from flowing.

-Do you want to talk about it?- he asked concerned.

-I don't know if I be able to do it - she confessed quietly, moving her gaze on the cafe window.

-If you would like, I can just sit with you, keep you company - he said.

-I would -the girl replied with a slightly ,tired smile.

Tyler sat down beside her. In silence, watching as she sipped a hot drink, occasionally picking at a sweet snack with her fingers.

He wanted to be worried, but all he could feel was unbridled joy. When his eyes saw the teenager, something in him snapped. His heart was flooded with an uncontrollable amount of obsession with the siren next to him, but since she was with Xavier he couldn't make a move, he feared he might have alienated her. But now, now nothing stood in the way, and he had come at the perfect time when Y/n was most vulnerable and susceptible on manipulation.

Grasping her smaller hand gently, he squeezed it in an act of silent comfort, and she immediately squeezed it back, looking at him as if he had saved her from all the evil in this world.

The boy smiled softly as his eyes darkened. He had her exactly where he wanted it.

-Of all the people, you chose him?- a male voice suddenly said.

The girl turned on her heel, looking incomprehensibly at the teenager. Her brows furrowed and her face took on a colder expression.

-What are you talking about, Xavier? - she asked.

-Tyler -he replied shortly.

Y/n raised her eyes in disbelief, after a moment snorting like a cat.

-It's none of your business Xavier - said the siren - Everything related to me ceased to be your business at the moment when you trampled my heart without even thinking about the consequences.

Brunet came closer to her, trying to grab her hands, but she ran away from his touch as if burned.

-Don't you remember what he and his group of friends did a year ago?- he remarked, trying to show his point of thinking.

-I remember - she said -But I'm not going to write people off for their mistakes in the past. Tyler is good, Xavier. He was with me when you broke my heart, he picked up every single piece and put it back together, not you.

She felt like she could finally breathe. Letting go of the last rope that held her emotions in a firm grip.

-I did - he began, but couldn't finish.

-No, don't explain yourself to me - she interjected in a hard tone of voice -You've done enough. I loved you Xavier, I loved you more than anything in this world, and you just ruined it like it never meant anything to you. Tell me, was it ever real for you or was it just an illusion?

-It was real, of course it was real - he whispered, catching her face in his hands - I never knew that it would hurt so much to lose you.

-You're right Xavier - she stated quietly, and he smiled thinking that the girl would come back to him, oh how wrong he was - You lost me...forever.

With these words, Y/n pushed her ex-boyfriend's hands away, turning on her heel to prevent him from seeing the tears flowing. It was the fact that she knew that no matter what he did, there would still be a part that would love him. And that terrified her like nothing else.

Walking as far as she could through the city, she found herself in Weathervane, as if her feet carried her to the only source of comfort she knew. It didn't matter that Jericho didn't just stop at the coffee shop, something always drew her there.

When Tyler saw the girl, his face immediately lit up. He loved seeing her face, no matter when, no matter where, he just had to see her, it was as important to him as oxygen itself.

-Hello my favorite girl - he said, and seeing her tremble at his words, his eyes darkened unconsciously.

He quickly learned that Y/n loves compliments just like him. She loved being seen by the people she cared about, she needed that warmth just like Galpin needed her.

-Hey - she said, rushing into his arms as soon as she saw the opportunity.

Nestling into his chest, she inhaled his scent, which was actually muffled by the coffee, or maybe the boy always smelled mostly of this? It was hard to tell.

Brunet embraced her waist, pulling her closer, almost in a possessive and jealous manner, as if no one else could look at her, only himself. Even when the cafe was empty.

-I have something for you - he confessed after a moment, twirling a strand of her hair.

-Hmm, what is it? - she asked, her big doe eyes nearly drove him crazy.

Tyler reluctantly let go of her body as he made his way to the back room, from which he emerged a moment later, holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand. Y/n widened her eyes in surprise, a blush involuntarily appeared on her face.

-Rave'N is soon - he noticed, and seeing how the girl's face beamed, he knew he hit the jackpot.

-I'm the student of Nevermore. I should have invited you, not the other way around - she remarked, walking slowly towards him.

-I noticed you like old-school romance, so I thought I'd invite you. Even if it's kind of against the rules -he stated, watching her reactions -So, Y/n, would you like to come with me to dances?

The girl smiled broadly. Taking the flowers from the boy, she kissed him on the cheek, stroking his face with her free hand.

-I would love to -she replied, smiling after a moment, exhilarated.

As Xavier's eyes landed on a particular siren, his heart involuntarily began to beat faster in his chest. She looked beautiful, like a living sculpture or a work of art brought to life. Her body was covered with a white silk material that hugged her body tightly, emphasizing every aspect of her figure, and the lace only added charm to the whole dress. Her hair, though pinned up, managed to find a way out, falling on her face in the form of a few loose strands, and her neck was decorated with a silver necklace that almost sank between the valley of her breasts.

Brunet shamelessly watched her until a man's hand came to her hip. Frowning, he shifted his gaze to the owner , who turned out to be none other than Tyler Galpin.

The teenager held her in an almost possessive grip, and in response she only fell on his torso, hiding her head in the hollow of his neck to be able to kiss the exposed part of his skin, which made him immediately shift his gaze to her, looking at her with adoration, later kissing her forehead tenderly.

-Will you dance with me? - he asked, practically purring in her ear.

Y/n smiled. Taking his hand that rested on her waist, she pulled him to the dance floor, for a moment her gaze was level with Xavier, who had not taken his eyes off her since her arrival, but this moment made her confidence diminish. Enough for her partner to notice the change in her expression instantly.

Sheriff's son sent him a warning look, turning the girl's back to the green-eyed boy, so that she focused only on him.

The teenager leveled her gaze with Tyler, and her mind immediately calmed down. Feeling his large hands on her hips, she almost melted under their influence, connecting their foreheads as they both swayed to the music.

-Can I kiss you?- he asked like a gentleman, even though his voice was low, almost dark, sending a shiver of excitement down the siren's back.

-I want you to wanna kiss me so bad that you don't even ask - she stated, looking at him through half-closed eyes.

Brunette looked at her with desire, after a moment connecting their mouth in a slow kiss. Their lips couldn't tear themselves apart, connecting almost instantly as one of them pulled away to breathe.

Boy's eyes wandered towards Xavier, who, if he could, would probably tear him apart. But he didn't care much, returning his attention to Y/n, which occupied most of his thoughts.

His hands, as if on cue, tightened on the material of her dress, involuntarily forcing her hips to move, and she allowed him to, moving as he wanted.

Y/n clung to Galpin's body, wrapping her hand around his neck to hold him even closer, even though there was absolutely no space between them. Putting her chin on his shoulder, she rocked with him, feeling him rest his head on her shoulder as well, kissing her bare collarbone.

It didn’t matter if the music around them was slow or fast, danceable, romantic or driving people completely crazy. They danced to their own rhythm, gliding on the dance floor in each other's arms, not leaving each other even for a step.

Suddenly, the girl felt something wet on her face. Opening her eyes, she lifted her face up, causing more drops to fall on her forehead and cheeks. Tyler straightened up, looking at her, wanting to know why she stood still, but seeing her face stained red, he ran his thumb over her skin, checking what had hurt her, but there was nothing under the blood. Only then did he saw that the liquid also adorned his clothes, painting his jacket scarlet.

Then chaos broke out around them. The Nevermore students crashed into each other, screaming and running to avoid the rain of blood, which turned out to be mere paint. Y/n grabbed Tyler's hand, trying to lead him away, but he ended up quickly grabbing her in his arms, taking her away from everyone, especially Xavier, who was fanatically searching for her.

-I'll take you to your dorm - he said innocently, and the teenager nodded thankfully.

-Thank you - she said, putting her hands on his neck- Do you know where to go? - she asked, slightly shocked that he hadn't asked her for direction yet.

-I figured I'd just keep walking straight - he explained quickly.

-Well, you're lucky - the girl stated, turning her head towards the corridor ahead -My room is at the end on the left - she confessed, and Tyler immediately started walking towards it.

-Can I come in? - he asked, setting her down.

-Sure. You'll be able to put on something clean, a few of your shirts are in my closet - she stated, looking away from him, slightly embarrassed by the confession.

-My shirts, hmm? - he muttered as he closed the door behind him.

-I may have borrowed one or two while I was at your place - she announced, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.

-I don't mind - he admitted, walking toward her like a predator - I like knowing you wear my stuff. It's clearer that you belong only to me, no one else -he added, catching her chin in his fingers, lifting it up.

-Tyler - the girl whispered, blushing.

-You belong to me, don't you Y/n? - he asked, his eyes darkening -Tell me the truth, don't you dare lie.

-I...- she began, almost gasping for air as the boy's hand rolled up the material of her dress, resting on her womanhood, which was covered only by the thin material of her panties.

-Come on Y/n, you're my favorite girl, and favorite girls tells the truth - he stated, pressing down on her clitoris ,which made her moan softly.

-I belong to you - she said shyly.

- Good girl - the teenager praised her, grabbing her jaw with his other hand - You deserve a reward.

-Reward? - she asked confused.

-Of course - he said, stroking her dirty face with his thumb -I'll make you feel good, very good. It's up to you if you want my fingers, my tongue... or my member, or all three.

-Tyler...I never - she began, trying to hide herself.

-Don't worry. I'll be gentle - he said tenderly - Consider it my way of convincing you - he began.

-Of what? -asked the siren.

-That I’m better -he said.

-You already are - Y/n replied honestly.

-You're just telling me what I want to hear, sweetheart? - he asked -So I’ll fuck you?

-Please - she whispered, closing her eyes.

-You already asking. So polite - he remarked - Will you tell me what you want?

-I don't know - she admitted quietly -I don't know what I want.

-Oh, you're poor thing - he murmured, kneeling before her -In that case I'll give you everything, and you'll take it.

Before Y/n could fully process the words in her mind, Tyler began feasting between her legs. The girl felt embarrassed at being so exposed for the first time, but the feeling quickly disappeared, pushed out by lust and unbridled desire.

Unable to stop herself, various sounds fell out of her mouth. Moans, whimpers and screams that she couldn't stop.

-Ty...Tyler- she moaned, clutching the wall behind her in desperation - Stop...I'm going to pee...please stop.

But those words only turned him on more.

Grasping her thighs in a firm grip, he lifted her body up so that her legs hung over his shoulders, causing her to nearly fall from the sudden movement. And seeing him lift her body with ease made her reach her endpoint with a loud, uncontrollable scream.

-So sweet - the boy purred, his voice drowned out by the fabric of her dress as he slurped her juices that squirted straight into his face.

Y/n's face turned burgundy. Her mind screamed for her to hide away from everyone while her heart pounded, becoming addicted extremely fast to the feeling that overtook her body.

She was so conflicted, yet she stayed put. Waiting to see what Tyler will do with her.

After a moment, the boy got up from his knees, towering over her again. Her flushed and embarrassed face gave him more satisfaction than he could admit. Grasping her neck, he slid his hand up to her jaw, turning her head as he wanted.

-Are you ready for the main attraction? - he asked, and the tone of his voice, so dark and dangerous at the same time, sent her far beyond her body.

Y/n was scared as much as she was excited, but didn't want to disappoint Tyler, so she nodded obediently, not trusting her own vocal cords for the moment.

Brunet turned her back to him, pressing her body against the wall, while one of his hands pulled her hips closer to his crotch. The boy brought his mouth close to her ear, gliding gently on its lobe.

-Can you feel me? - he asked, pushing his loins against her bum -You made me so hard. You always do that when you're with me, but you don't realize it, do you? You are too naive and innocent.

-I'm sorry - she whispered, not knowing what else to say.

-You don't have to apologize - he said, stroking her cheekbone -I'll make you feel exactly what I feel -he promised, imperceptibly grabbing the fabric of her dress.

The first thing the girl heard was the sound of ripping, then she felt the silk material slide off her shoulders and breasts, hanging loosely from her waist. A shiver ran down her naked back, and as the Tyler's hands pulled her clothes up, revealing her ruined underwear, her body burst into flames.

-So ruined, you look perfect - he admitted, removing the last of the material protecting her from the teenager's eyes, even though she thought he had long ago gotten rid of them - Only tears are missing... but don't worry, these will soon be on your face as well.

Removing his belt and unbuckling his pants, he pulled out his member, not without reason stroking it a couple of times, knowing full well that a pair of eyes were watching him carefully.

-It won't fit - the mermaid confessed quietly - You'll tear me apart.

-You're so wet I'm going to enter you in one fluid motion -he stated, clinging to her back again -And when I do, I'll stretch you properly, don't be afraid - he added, directing his manhood to her entrance, which was tightening again and again - See? - he whispered as half of it disappeared into her tight and warm canal.

-Too big - she said, on the verge of tears, feeling her lower belly being filled.

-Shh- whispered the green-eyed boy soothingly -You take me so well, your pussy want me inside. Don't deny it and let yourself be carried away by pleasure.

As Tyler entered her fully, he growled as her insides gripped him, not letting go, sucking him inside. Y/n, on the other hand, had never felt so stuffed, so full.

Again, he didn't let her process the situation exactly, starting to move back and forth slowly at first, testing the waters. Changing pace quickly ,obsessed with wet sounds, skin slapping against skin and feeling the outline of his member under his fingertips.

The girl leaned her forehead against the cold wall, moaning and squealing, letting him use her to his heart's content. Even when the pain mixed with pleasure became too much for her, she dutifully accepted everything he gave her, losing track of time.

Galpin snatched one orgasm out of her after another. Hitting her harder and deeper with each climax until his Y/n was barely conscious. Her mind, long clouded by lust, was unable to function and he took full advantage of it.

Finally, the tears in the girl's eyes, her sore throat and the walls of her womanhood that tightened on him made him unable to stand it, coming deep inside her. She shivered as her latest orgasm mixed with Tyler's. A sticky substance flowed from her used inside, straight to her thighs. The girl wanted to be disgusted, but deep down she felt how her desire only grew stronger, although it shouldn't have.

Her eyes began to look for those belonging to the brunet, who did not stop watching her even for a moment. Caressing her lips extremely gently and tenderly, he smiled, and adoration returned to his eyes.

Y/n like an addicted of the feeling, tried to kiss his lips again, and he easily bent down, giving her exactly what she wanted, after a moment looking back.

The siren decided to follow him, confused, only to find Xavier in the doorway staring at them with envy and a hint of lust that he couldn't contain.

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[mykinkyyandere]

Yandere Tyler Galpin (Based on S1)

AO3

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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[pinkydevil16]

Dark! Tyler Galpin x reader: part 3

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5

Tyler pressed into her as his hand moved downwards to hold her hip as Y/n whined into the kiss, her eyes closed as he gripped her flesh enjoying how she opened her legs letting him between them as he ran his tongue along her bottom lip. Y/n opening them slightly to let him in as his hand moved from her hip upwards and under her top making it rise with his warm hand, her hands moving around his neck as she glided one into his hair tugging at the small curls.

"Tyler!" Laurel shouted as she opened the door, Tyler finally moving off Y/n as he broke the kiss growling lightly as he did turning to Laurel as she stood by the stairs hands on hips like a disappointed mother, Y/n breathing deeply as she tried to get her brain to work again after the intense make out session with Tyler. His hand on her exposed stomach where he had been slowly making his way towards her bra, she had gotten so lost in it she had forgotten where she was until Laurel shouted at them, Tyler now stood next to the bed as he stuttered out an apology. Y/n pulling her top down as she sat up, her lips red as well as Tyler's as she avoided looking at either of the other two in the room. Her whole body filling with disgust as she felt her stomach now burn where he touched her, her face on fire as she stared at the chain on her ankle reminding herself she was stuck there. 

"Tyler i told you you needed to be careful with her, do i need to supervise?" Laurel glaring at Tyler as he turned towards Y/n with tears in his eyes crouching down and taking her hand as she raised her eyes to look at him.

"I'm sorry Y/n." He apologised half heartedly as he stared at her lips remembering how sweet she tasted and how much he wanted to crawl back to her and continue, Tyler smiling sweetly at her as she smiled gently at him casting her eyes to Laurel as she coughed.

"It's okay." Y/n whispered out, Tyler grinning as he looked towards Laurel for approval, his mother figure now nodding at him as she smiled warmly at Y/n. 

"See we're all a happy family." Y/n felt fear in her blood as Laurel spoke coming to sit beside Y/n as she brought her in for a side hug and stroked her hand down Tyler's face. Y/n suddenly stuck between them as they fussed over her, her whole body on fire as Tyler smiled lovingly at her and kissed her hand.

"You're already doing so well Y/n." Laurel said pushing her hair back and kissing her cheek in a motherly way, as she ran her hand up and down her back, Tyler looking at her like she'd just accepted a marriage proposal as they smothered her. Y/n wanting to crawl out of her skin as she felt goosebumps on every part of her, sick in her throat and the hair on the back of neck stick up as she laid down between them trying to calm her heart as Laurel stood telling Tyler they needed to leave as he bent down kissing her quickly and whispering goodbye as he hurried after her like a good pet. Y/n sat up turning to the window as she watched Laurel and Tyler walk away, Laurel saying something to him she couldn't hear but Y/n was quick to move trying to use her powers only able to drop her fangs her webs still blocked. She knew this would hurt a lot but she moved down and bit her shin wincing at the pain as her fangs pierced the vein injecting her venom into her lower leg as it began to numb, she couldn't paralyse her whole body but just for a few moments she could paralyse one part. Feeling her foot go numb she held the cuff, luckily she wouldn't feel the pain but it would hurt like hell in a minute or so. Y/n bent her ankle at a horrible angle feeling her ankle dislocate as she threw the cuff off, the feeling beginning to come back as she quickly snapped it back with a yelp the pain running through her as she stood. Making her way up the stairs as she tried to open the door finding it locked, swearing as she thought how to unlock it, the door opened outwards so with enough force she could get it open. Y/n tried to use her webs only being able to make small amounts come out as she tried desperately finally able to create a big one as it stuck to the ceiling, Y/n jumping off the stairs and slamming into the door as it fell down. Her body hitting against it harshly as she sat on her knees looking around, it was almost dark out as she exited the Gates mansion hiding in the trees as she tried to hide as best she could knowing Tyler and Laurel were still out there somewhere. The night began to fall as Y/n finally made her way to campus, the drugs in her system finally worn off as she ran through the woods. Hearing a roar as she turned seeing Tyler in hyde form pushing Wednesday against a tree shouting Y/n shot webs at Tyler as he dropped Wednesday. 

"Y/n. What, what are you doing?" Tyler said as he looked at her, her fangs coming down as her eyes turned green and she smirked at him.

"What do you mean Tyler? I'm just being a good girl and following my owner." Y/n sneered at him as his eyes darkened his face changing into someone she wouldn't recognise. Wednesday's eyes widening as Y/n cracked her neck her eyes full of anger as she ran past her to get to the school. Y/n hadn't thought through her words as Tyler stalked towards her with a sick grin, she had been so full of adrenaline that she had been too cocky her fangs going up and eyes turning back to normal as she turned beginning to run. Tyler running after her in his jeans as his shirt had been torn to shreds, his laugh echoing as Y/n used her webs to swing further away but he had the advantage of being a hyde and catching up to her before turning back to his human form. Y/n hiding in a tree as she held a hand over her mouth to keep quiet watching Tyler walk around below the tree taunting her.

"Come out come out little spidey, you know you belong to me, come back now and i won't punish you." His voice dark as he walked around suddenly further away as Y/n climbed down looking around as she tried to find his footprints.

"Gotcha." Tyler said grabbing Y/n's throat as he pushed her against the tree, her eyes staring into his as they softened his hand coming to her hip as he held her chin running his thumb over her lip tears in his eyes.

"That was fun but it's over now Y/n. You smell so good right now, so full of fear and if i'm correct. Which i am. Someone is turned on." He smirked at her as he inhaled, Y/n scowling at him as she dropped her fangs piercing his thumb making him groan but he didn't move instead he dropped his head to her neck pressing his body against hers.

"I know you're trying to hurt me but you're just so cute." He said into her neck, Y/n's fangs staying down as she breathed in wanting them to go up but he was right she was turned on by the chase and how he had pinned her to the tree. She hated herself for it as he raised his head kissing along her jugular until he reached her lips, staring into her eyes as he watched her pupils dilate smiling sweetly at her as he slowly moved closer until he kissed her, her body relaxing against him as she kissed him back. His hand moving to her hair as he pulled it roughly back enjoying how her mouth opened in pain, his hand tightening on her hip as he looked at her fangs. 

"You don't even understand what's happening do you? The power we could have if you just admitted you loved me back." Tyler's voice dropping into his normal one as his eyes turned into sad puppy ones as he dropped her hair gently caressing her face.

"Please." He begged her as tears came to his eyes, Y/n could see the inner fight he had with his hyde, the normal Tyler wanting to be sweet to her and get her approval whilst the hyde wanted to force her to submit, make her accept him anyway possible. Y/n stared at him as she watched his eyes darken again, the hand caressing her face turning harder as he gripped her grin forcing her head up to look him in the eyes. 

"How does it feel?" Y/n didn't respond as he tilted his head, a satisfied smirk on his face as his other hand moved to her waist squeezing her tightly making her arch her back in pain.

"Fuck off." Y/n gritted out as she felt his hands turn to claws, digging into her sides and drawing a little blood as he scowled at her angrily. 

"Admit it. Admit you lost and that you love me." Tyler's voice dripped with anger as he spoke pushing her impossible further into the tree as she whimpered in pain, Tyler retracting his claws as he saw blood pool on her cheek.

"You need therapy." Y/n said as Tyler loosened his grip allowing her to ungrit her teeth as she stared at him, Tyler licking his lips as he moved so they grazed hers.

"I don't need therapy, i need you." Tyler kissed her enjoying how she fought to not kiss him back, her hands fisted against his chest where they had been crushed against since he caught her. He felt on fire as he kissed her, his hands roughly pulling her closer as he moaned into the kiss his entire body alight from her scent. Y/n finally kissing back as she felt the weight lift off her shoulders, her body betraying her as she pressed into him whilst her mind screamed at her to do something, but all she could hear was his words. She wanted to hate him so badly but everytime she thought of hating him she saw his smile and how sweet he had been to her whenever she got coffee, how he had protected her. She knew it was all a manipulation, a sick obsession but she felt loved, something she hadn't felt since coming to Nevermore and it made her heart hurt because she truly wanted to despise him but he was so soft. Tyler parted from her resting his forehead on hers as he begged her with his eyes to say it.

"Please Y/n." His voice so quiet she thought she didn't hear it, her hand itching to hold his face instead flattening against his chest as he stared down at her.

"I lost." Y/n said, Tyler's face breaking out into a grin as he surged forward kissing her, his hands dropping to pick her up as he pinned her to the tree with his body, his hands greedily grabbing at the flesh of her thighs as she kissed him back finally able to hold his face as he devoured her.

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[ariasdistress]

sweet girls love sweet coffee.

pairing: bimbo!fem reader x stalker!tyler

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

word count: 841

© to ariasdistress. no translations/reposts

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᭡

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[angelsworks]

No where to Hyde 4 Dark!Tyler Galpin x reader

Previous part -> Here

Masterlist -> Here

Type: series

Summary: Unknowingly you complete the bond with the Hyde.

Warnings: 18+ only, mature, pure smut, fingering(fem receiving), oral (fem receiving), penetrative sex, slight dun con, yandere themes, dark themes

You hands ghosted over Tyler’s chest. After cleaning the scratches with antiseptic wipes, you started sticking butterfly stitches along the cuts. All the while Tyler watches you, as you gingerly acted as his nurse.

Your cheeks warmed when Tyler insisted you cleaned his wounds in his room. His father wasn’t home, but if he did come back Tyler was convinced you’d get in trouble. One for breaking curfew and two for being at his house. The thought of getting in trouble with principle Weems was enough for you to agree quickly.

They warmed a second time when he removed his shirt. You sat next to him on his bed, or more over him. You sat on your knees with your thighs spread as you reached over to work on him.

For the duration of your work you kept your eyes downcast. Avoiding making eye contact with Tyler. You knew that if you did you’d start to feel hot again. The wrong sort of hot.

It was hard though as you felt his gaze on you. It felt piercing on your skin. So piercing in fact, you toyed with the idea of getting the bandages ready for yourself.

You placed the last butterfly stitch on his chest, rubbing it over with your thumb.

“I think I’m done,” you told him as you rubbed over the rest of his stitches. “How does it feel?”

He swallowed, “it feels good. I’m lucky I had you to play nurse.”

You snickered, “Well I kind of had to when you said you didn’t want to go to the hospital.”

You moved off the bed. Packing all the supplies you’d used back into the green box. Tyler stood as well. He buttoned his flannel up half way.

You closed the first aid kit, pausing. “I should probably get back to Nevermore.”

Tyler had to stop himself. He needed to be careful how he phrased his next few words. Of course he didn’t want you to go. This was a good an opportunity as ever for him to make his move. But he needed to appear flippant about the situation. He needed to bring up you staying offhandedly, not desperately.

“It’s a bit late, I’m sure you’re roommate would notice you coming back at this time.” He mentioned. Walking down the stairs with you to put the first aid kit back.

“I don’t actually have a roommate, so I’m all good there.” You didn’t want to overstay you’re welcome, yet there was something tickling underneath your skin. Something that had started since you’d been alone with the Hyde. For the time you were touching Tyler it went away, almost. It felt nice, like a the warm sun. When you stopped touching him it felt like an itch, a burn.

You got to the kitchen, handing the box to Tyler so he could reach up and put it away.

“Well my dad could be back any minute, he’d see my car was gone and wonder where I was.”

You thought it over, you didn’t want Tyler to get in trouble.

“It sounds like you want me to stay.” You teased.

Tyler’s eyes moved to yours, his tongue darting across his lips. “And if I did?”

He reached a hand around you, trapping you against the counter. You face felt hot again and you stumbled to find the right words. His face got closer to yours. You could feel his breath against your cheek.

“I don’t have anything to wear here, so I can’t stay.”

Tyler pulled back, letting out a laugh. He held back from suggesting you sleep nude. Instead he got you two a glass of water each and started going back upstairs.

“But Tyler,” you called, almost having to jog to keep up with him. “I need something to wear.”

When the two of you got back to his room he put the glasses down then moved to his dresser. He searched the drawers for a minute then pulled out a T-shirt. An old one. One he knew was too small for him. He’s been meaning to get rid of it, now he was glad he hadn’t. He was hoping it would be small on you too.

“But, what about bottoms?”

In response he pulled out a pair of his boxer shorts. Unhappy with the situation, but unable to change it, you took them off him begrudgingly.

Tyler told you were the bathroom was and you went to change. You washed your face with water and used your fingers to comb through your hair.

You changed into the clothes he had given you. Finding that the shirt hugged your figure and came to your mid thigh. So you decided against wearing the boxers and kept your panties on.

Thoughts of the Hyde were frequent in your mind before. Now they seemed never ending. The main thought that consumed you was the Hydes sense of smell. If it could find you in the middle of the woods, it could certainly find you here. Only this time it could do worse than a few scratches.

You felt incredibly guilty for Tyler’s injury. You’d reasoned with yourself that it was your fault he was hurt. The beast had followed you and in the process Tyler had been hurt.

While you didn’t want to go and be some sort of sex doll for this Hyde, your mother was right. It came down to duty at the end of the day. If the Hyde stopped hurting people that was good. If you were the one needed to be sacrificed then so be it.

You would do it, you finalised. You’d do it to save your friends, Nevermore, the town and Tyler. No one deserved to be hurt if you could put a stop to the terror.

You didn’t realise you’d started to cry. You wiped your eyes and left the bathroom. Hoping to just go to sleep.

The lighting was dim, due to the small lamp tyler had put on instead of his main light. The lighting was calming and gave you more of a chance to hide your face.

“Hey so I was thinking that for tonight we shared - oh, what’s wrong?”

He’d seen your face. A few stray tears running down it with your eyes puffy and red.

You shrugged, “it’s nothing”.

He raised and eyebrow, suggesting he didn’t believe your obvious lie.

You sighed and moved to sit on the bed. He did too. He angled himself to sit against the headboard. Finding it easier to see pull you in to him from there.

You cried into his shoulder. You cried for your lost life. Lost future romances, lost first kissed, lost first time.

Without looking at Tyler you start to explain. You told him about your blood heritage and what it means. You tell him about the book and the hidden pages. You tell him about how the Hyde is attracted to your scent and it’s your duty to stop it.

He stroked your hair, comforting you as you faced his chest. He smiled to himself at the irony of it all. Here you were crying to him, the Hyde, about having to have sex with the Hyde.

It all seemed too good to be true. In your emotional state it would be easy to persuade you into doing anything, even letting him fuck you. Making it seem like one last time before committing yourself to the Hyde for the rest of your life, would be a good idea.

“What happens if you have sex before that?”

The air changed. It dawned on you now if it didn’t before, that you were alone with Tyler, in his bed, in his shirt, and in your panties. Tyler himself was wearing a different shirt and sweatpants.

You swallowed, “I don’t think it changed things. The Hyde will still want me.”

“So it won’t matter if you do or don’t.”

You sighed listening to the beat of Tyler’s heart, “No I suppose it won’t”

His hand came down from your back to the curve of your ass, just above where the shirt had ridden. His hand stroked your cheek, hand dancing along the hem of the shirt.

“Well then it won’t matter if we-”, he didn’t finish his sentence. He didn’t need to. The offer if you accepted it meant nothing. It would be one night before an eternity with someone else.

You moved to straddle his lap. Your hands on his sides, eyes looking at the faded design on his shirt.

“I’ve never,” he knew what you meant. He had, months ago. With some girl from school. It had happened once and the two never spoke of it again.

You felt hands cup the backs of your thighs, thumbs rubbing up and down your ass.

“It’s okay, just give yourself to me.”

The words seemed strange, but you did as he said. You let the tension from your shoulders dissipate as you relaxed into his touch.

His hands moved high, now under the shirt you wore. They stopped at your hips. You felt him moving you further up his lap. The gasp from your lips fell into a moan when his undeniable erection ground against your pantie covered core.

“Look at me baby”

The command brought your eyes up to his. Slowly, he made his lips met yours. Taking your breathe away in the kiss. It was passionate and slow. You’d definitely remember this as your first kiss.

Somewhere along the kisses, they become more desperate, faster and a little rougher. Your intoxicating scent was nothing compared to your taste. The Hyde he hid was pounding in his mind to get out.

You were flipped on to your back, with Tyler above you. He released you from the kiss so you could breath. But resumed as soon as he was sure you’d had the minimum amount of oxygen needed.

His hands found your hip once again. Now trailing up to your nipples. He rolled them in between his fingers causing you to let out the prettiest moan he’d ever heard.

Your borrowed T-shirt had been pushed up and was now just below your boobs. Leaving your panties on display to him. He continued toying with your nipple as one hand drifted to your panties.

You could feel his fingers running along the hem, making you whine at his teasing. He let out a breathy laugh. He couldn’t believe it. After all the planning in his head, it became obsolete. You handed yourself to him on a silver plate.

He let his index finger trail down the middle of your panties. Continuing their search for you bud. When the search was over he used his thumb to roll circles into your your clit, making you writher and try to buck your hips off the bed.

“Hey now, just relax. Stop moving”

And so you ceased to move. Making an effort to stay still, with your hips planted firmly into the mattress.

While his thumb rubbed your clit, he brought two fingers down to rub between your clothed clit. Feeling a wet patch start to form.

“Please,” you begged, unsure of what you wanted. “Please Tyler.”

“You sound so pretty begging for my touch. What do you want baby?”

You whined, not wanting to have to say anything. You wished he would pick up on your frustration and stop his teasing.

“Please Tyler, take them off.”

This time he listened. With your help he peeled your panties down from your crotch and off the ends of your toes. Before going back down he kissed you once more.

“You’re so pretty.” You cheeks warmed. Never having this sort of attention ever.

You felt his fingers trail down to your seeping hole, collecting some of the wet to spread around your lips. In the meantime he kept his thumb at your clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves slow enough to make you cry.

His lips moved to kiss the inside of your thigh as his thumbs pace in your clit increased. You lost your breath, feeling light headed. Pleasure built at the back of your skull, starting to spread all over your body. Your stomach tightened with need.

You felt your orgasm approaching, but Tyler never stopped, instead he sucked hickies into existing along your inner thigh. He didn’t stop when you let out a porn worthy moan, or when your hips started bucking. He didn’t stop when you came on his bed or when your thighs started to shake.

Instead he moved his mouth over to your pussy. His tongue trailing up your slit to your clit. He used his thumb to pull back your hood, sweeping his tongue over your bundle of nerves, making you scream.

His finger found your hole as his tongue danced over your clit, licking and sucking as he went. He felt you squeeze against his finger as he pushed it in. It made his already hard cock, sore with need.

Your moaning never stopped. His touch brought stars to your vision. It made your head go light with ecstasy. You weren’t sure you’d be able to string a sentence together you were riding such a high.

Slowly he worked your hole, adding another finger to the mix. With the dual stimulation your next orgasm followed his work quickly. You tried to catch your breath as he pulled away.

He moved to kiss you again. Staring into your eyes. Unknowingly, you’d awoken something in Tyler. Something animalistic, that wasn’t going to stop now until you were his. He’s kissed you, tasted you, fingered you.

Now he planned to complete the bond.

Now he planned to fuck you.

“Tyler, that was. That was wow.” Words failed you. Still lightheaded and riding your high.

“That’s just the start.”

He pulled his T-shirt off and went to shrug off his sweatpants.

“Tyler wait, I’m not sure.”

No, you couldn’t pull out now.

“When are you going to have this chance again?”

You played with your hands. You knew he was right. You just wondered if in a haste to enjoy an experience that you were never going to enjoy again, you’d rushed into things.

“Have you liked it so far?”

Of course you had. Nothing he did compared to anything you’d done before.

You nodded.

“Just sit back and relax. You can trust me”

No you couldn’t. But he didn’t need you to know that.

Now completely naked he wrapped a hand around himself, slowly pumping his already hard and throbbing cock.

You could only stare in terror. He was well endowed, if that was the was to describe it. He was at least six inches with a couple more to spare. You were surprised at how hard he was, but undoubtedly turned on.

He moved to kneel on the bed above you. Gently he moved your legs apart and helped you to bend them at the knees. When he was satisfied he pushed two fingers in you once again. Working your hole. Curling them every other thrust to try and get your tight little pussy to relax.

With the way you were squeezing his fingers, he wasn’t sure he was going to last long.

He leaned over to kiss your forehead, whispering sweet nothings as he lined up with your entrance. Slowly pushing himself in. He captured your moan with a kiss. Now rocking in gradually, inch by inch.

Your eyes welled with tears. The pain fresh and sharp, getting duller with his every thrust.

“You okay?”

You nodded. He took it as his signal to start rocking faster. Relishing in the way your walls squeezed his cock. Each thrust he was able to put more power behind, getting faster.

Soon he was at a steadier pace. Your mouth open as moans flew out. His breathe laboured as he continued his thrusts. His thrusts started to pound as your walls relaxed further. By the way you were moaning he could tell you were close to your next orgasm. Begging him for something you didn’t know.

Your pussy fluttered around him, causing any self preservation to leave him as he let his own load coat your walls. Thrusts became sloppy, then finally stopping as he pulled out of you.

He kissed your head once more before collapsing next to you.

A sense of clarity filled his head. The Hyde no longer pounding to get out. He was the Hyde. There was no two sides of him anymore. It was just him, Tyler. No just the Hyde or just him. Now they were one.

And it was all thanks to you.

Taglist -> @moonmaiden1996 , @capricorn-anon, @respectmyprivacys-blog, @cometfrost18, @sahvlren, @nightfurya

#dark!tyler galpin x reader #dark #tyler galpin x reader #wednesday #yandere wednesday #angelsworks post #wednesday smut #tyler galpin smut

[chrisevansstitties]

Narrowly avoiding death and the thought of a homicidal monster in the town was the reason Wednesday stopped trying to runaway and started thinking she would enjoy staying in Nevermore. Saying that Tyler manipulated her and tried to kill her would not be the dealbreaker people say it is for Wednesday Addams. She stayed in town for that shit. She wasn’t trying to stay in school to be an upstanding citizen. She wasn’t worried about school or therapy. It was the monster and the mystery. She wanted to figure it out and it wasn’t for a noble cause either, it was genuine interest.

She got a up-close account with the monster/murder that plagued Nevermore, the manipulation and near death experiences. She is a fan of multiple murders so getting a taste of being on the other side of that seems like it would really pique her interest.

#wednesday netflix #wednesday addams #tyler galpin #wednesday x tyler #Wyler #weyler #tysday #jenna ortega #hunter doohan #i still think tyler can be redeemed but even if he isn’t non of what played out would be the think to turn wednesday away #maybe if she saw him as weak #but if wednesday can see someone as a worthy adversary #i think she’d be up for considering them as her lover #it’s the addams family if you’re not going to lean in to the darkness than what’s the point?

[teresalace]

"I won't cry for you" - Yandere Tyler Galpin x Female Reader PART 3

•Part 1 •Part 2

Words: 1699

Warnings: Mentions of torture, psychology, dysfunction yet healthy family relations if you squint.

Show: Wednesday (2022)

Summary: You've graciously or stupidly, granted Tyler a phone to call his father for whatever reason he had while you went to call yours for assistance. And since you weren't fully knowledgeable about Hydes, you contacted the only person you knew, who wasn't in prison, that had that knowledge. Your father, Alvin Gates.

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🥺 Sorryyyy this took forever a lot of months, planned to post this at February but got sick and many stuff happened, preparing for an interview :--D but am back in my writing mojo!/kinda, HAPPY HALLOWEEN) AND I HEARD season 2 is coming omggg I'm excited

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"Well, well, well~ If it isn't the sweet consequence of my actions with your mother." A voice unmistakably grouchy speaks, sounding jovial with every word out.

A quick glance to your locked bedroom door before you finally said a response into the cellphone.

"You sound well, father." You mildly greeted, a tinge of a smile in your voice. To think it's almost only been a month since the last call.

"Yeah yeah it's been a while but cut the chitchat, sweetie, what do you need helping with?" You could imagine an eyeroll as your father said, always cutting to the chase.

"About Hydes." You spared no other detail and maintained calm articulation. Not that you needed to be careful with him, thankfully.

For more precaution, it's better if not even your own father knows about Tyler being in the house. You didn't want things to get out of hand.

"Ah- what about them? Did something happen that isn't supposed to–" Suddenly silence overtook the line, a thoughtful humming until he spoke again. "Don't get yourself into any unfamiliar territory, kid. That's suppose to be your mother's speciality."

So he noticed, of course he did. Better leave that to his wandering imagination than spoil your plan. A very non-existent plan at the moment.

"I don't plan to. Father, I was just curious since I kept hearing about them." True, that wasn't a lie in the slightest. "I was wondering if you'd know anything about them."

Surely he must know something.

"Hmm, you heard it from someone, no doubt. . . Alright, alright. What do you want to know exactly, kid. I'll tell ya as much as I can afford to." Sounds like mother has been keeping tabs on him.

"Hydes obey only one master, their own, correct?" You continued when father hummed a helpful tune, "would it be possible to sever the ties between a Hyde and its master."

A pause in-between your father's breathing left you suspended.

"Well. . . Got bad news for you kid, I don't know any available methods for that." He sighed gruffy like he felt bad, "sorry but can't help you with the whole severing business. It's set in stone, pretty much."

"I see. . . " You massaged your temples, disappoinment rising inside you. But you couldn't just accept this answer easily, stubbornness seemed to take hold in your heart. For what reason? You couldn't figure out.

"However–" A hoarse chuckle emerged from your cellphone. "It's not entirely impossible to say there aren't other ways of solving that problem. I'm sure you can get some creative ideas from their origins, kid. Only one thing is set in stone, Hydes only serve one master."

Father's bold hint sparked a lightbulb in your head. Their origins.

In the first place, what caused Hydes to bond an undying loyalty to their masters was–

"Sorry for not being alot of help, kid, I'm out of time for the day. Take good care of yourself, will you."

"I will." A buzz of excitement slowly crept over you as an idea began running through your mind. "You were very helpful, dad, thanks. You take care too."

"Mm sounds like you found an answer eh?" He sounded genuinely happy, making you feel much more sturdy in this new plan.

"Not exactly but I should be on the right track." If Tyler would go along with it.

"Mm so you're going to try any attempts, I see. Hah– it's hilarious how similar you and your mother's thinking is!"

Again with the comparisons. You rolled your eyes, "Goodbye, father."

"Alright alright, see ya kiddo. For now." BEEP. BEEP.

The call was over already.

.  .  .

You turned off the burner phone, picking out the block of battery from the back and saving it in your other hiding space for another time. Now you should check on Tyler, you can't afford to trust him so easily especially when his father's a sheriff. 

Quietly you went out of your bedroom, closing the door slowly so as to not make a sound. You headed down the stairs in a casual, fast pace to quickly see his state of mind.

But it's likely he isn't planning to screw himself over... Your assumption was most likely made correct when you came to see Tyler sitting slumped on the couch, his face buried deep in his hands. 

Sweeping your gaze across the living room and floor, the burner phone you gave him was nowhere in sight… Mentally noting to check the trash bin by the kitchen before you stomped down the stairs and made yourself known.

Tyler's eyes peeked up first from the gaps in-between his fingers like the leafy venus flytraps back home ever so often tempting you to closer inspect. To place your finger in there, to feed. 

He waited on your next move.

Your arms folded, hiding your hands twitching on their own for a tweezer. "Did you have a good talk?" 

What else could you really say without sounding too interested in him. 

"It was something…" Tyler did a small shrug, less energy than he's shown before, voice dulled by the cover of his fingers. "Could've gone better. I wish he didn't hang up so fast."

"What did you talk about?" Might as well see how much information he was willing to give.

A small sigh, Tyler slowly revealed half of his distraught face. "Not a lot. He wasn't interested in what I had to say… Told me to be careful." Strange of the dutiful sheriff to say but then again you didn't know what kind of father-son relationship they had.

"How are you feeling?" One of mother's favourite lines growing up that you've somehow adapted into your vocabulary. It seemed the most appropriate.

You continued watching Tyler's tensed form with a safe but short distance away, the coffee table acting as a possible shield in between you and him. Incase he raged.

But there was none.

There was something in his usual silence this time that irked you. Like he didn't fully trust you. 

You approved of that, as he shouldn't. Mutually. Especially if things ever go wrong because of him, you were ready at a moment's notice to abandon everything to do with him. 

"I… Hate him." 

The pause went on for however many tensed seconds before Tyler's hands fell onto his knees.

"Sorry sorry, I know I shouldn't be saying this… I mean I can't say I don't miss him." 

"You can say what you want. I don't mind," you said flatly, genuinely meaning it. His expressions stiff, he looked mentally pent up, thoughts practically steaming out from his ears.

"No, it's fine. You've done a lot for me already, I owe you." He grinned brightly, the dark cloud looming over from before gone in an instant, "for that phone call too."

"Sure," it wouldn't be bad to have a Hyde indebted to you.

Tyler checked the ticking clock on the kitchen wall, "I guess it is getting late… See you in the morning?"

You nodded. "Night, Galpin." 

"G-Good night! Have a good sleep." He smiled dopey, waving briskly while walking backwards to the foot of the stairs before jogging up to his bedroom. So naturally at home.

Just how eager was he to get back in his room?

 That wasn't his usual way of walking, what could he be looking forward to or hiding in there… Or he could just be relieved of stress after that talk with his father, maybe that brought about his new behavior.

Your suspicions were beginning to sound far-fetched even to yourself but then again, there was always that silver of possibility that he could be planning to rebel against you. 

So you moved fast towards the kitchen sink, tiny spikes of uneasiness pulsing through you, turning the facuet on and letting the water run loudly as you went to look into the trash bin.

Expecting to look down into a void of nothingness.

The large black plastic bag sleeved over the edge of the bin looked loose and puffy. Clearly you didn't do this, your meticulousness wouldn't allow such a lazy set up. You pat down the puffy areas, flattening the edges to allow better access in seeing what trash had been collected.

Shiny peices of black metal greet you at the bottom of the pit, tiny and almost powder-like glitter in the kitchen light. What previously used to be a burner phone now looked like the result of being in someone's clenched fist. Useful monsterous strength… if he could actually get it under his full control.

Whatever anxiety crept inside your heart disappeared as you contently spun on your heel and turned off the kitchen faucet. 

A small appreciation for Tyler as thanks to him, there's less work for you now.

You wondered why you even felt 'anxious' at all, it must've been the slight stress of knowing he could've screwed things up for you. And himself. Now that makes sense, of course since it's not as if you actually knew him personally even back in town. 

Feeling much more at peace, you headed towards your own bedroom, adjacent from Tyler's. His room barely made any noise except for the few inaudible mumbles and the faint use of his shower and the light peeking through from underneath his door. 

You never noticed before but he always had the lights turned on in there. Well, it's not as if you were the one paying the electrical bill. It was nothing noteworthy.

Once settling in your own bed and underneath your blanket in the cozy dark, sleep came easily… Until your brain jostled an interesting observation your very eyes must've slipped. 

In the trash bin, there was no sight of the small black piece. The memory card. 

The sim card. 

Despite his questionable actions, you chose to sleep, thoughts racing alongside a strange excitement building up in you. 

Oh what are you up to, Tyler Galpin.

Time was ticking. Neither on his or your side. He just didn't know it yet.

In the following morning you received a misscall from an unknown number. Father. He never contacts you first. There's nothing he needs that you could provide. It must be about the Hyde. 

Finally.

#tyler galpin x reader #female reader #tyler galpin x you #yandere tyler galpin #wednesday 2022 #yandere x reader #yandere x female reader #teresalace #writing #dark fic #I won't cry for you #yandere male x reader #male yandere x reader #Teresalace #wednesday netflix

[nerophobiic]

dark!tyler galpin headcanons

cw; stalking, obsessive thoughts, masturbation, manipulation, hunter & being hunted (idfk what else to call this)

will do more of this :) i'm kinda nervous posting this :,)

today is my birthday (CET) by the way, just turned 20 haha

he's obsessed with you. he really is. following you everywhere; through the forest, back to nevermore, to the antique shop or therapy. and everytime you would question it, he'd just say: "oh, i was just passing by" with a smile on his face. you believed it each time, wich made everything easier. he got used to your routine, knowing when you'd walk home or went for a walk.

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everytime you visited weathervane he tried to be the one who served you. he wanted to rip the head off of whoever was serving you when it wasn't tyler himself.

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at night he couldn't get his thoughts away from you, well he never really could but at night he just couldn't stop thinking about how good you looked in your uniform today or on when you wore something different because it was weekend. all he could do was think about how soft your thighs looked or the way the skirt would ride up your thigh. his hand would wrap around his aching cock and he would stroke it to the thought of how your pussy would feel like. and sometimes he wondered; do you think of him too? do you stick your fingers in your cunt while you thought of him?

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one night he nearly lost control. chasing you through the forest, the fear engraved on your cute face. he nearly caught you but in the heat of the moment he stopped, running into the dark forest again and dissapearing. this scenario would forever be stuck in his head and he surely would jerk off to this. the thought of chasing you through the woods and then fucking you on the dirty ground made him go feral.

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once he finally got his shit together and asked you out everything got worse: he seemed to appear everywhere where you went and the cute guys from school distanced themself from you (out of fear tyler would slit their throat open)

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you two got really close over the time, and both of you have never been happier.

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#n☆va write's #cw; stalking #tyler galpin #wednesday #wednesday smut #tyler galpin smut #dark tyler galpin #wednesday 2022 #wednesday netflix #tyler galpin x reader

[dark-visitors]

Tyler: Name a more iconic duo than my anxiety and my crippling fear of abandonment.

Ajax: Wednesday and Enid.

Wednesday and Enid: *scheming across the quad*

Tyler:

Tyler: You’re not wrong.

#wednesday #tyler galpin #ajax petropolus #enid sinclair #wednesday addams #wenclair #tyjax #wyler #petroclair #idk what ship this is supposed to be okay leave me alone #it’s open to interpretation #all ships are valid #dark-visitors

[fandom-geek17]

Wednesday: ”I’d do it again”

Tyler: ”I knew there was a reason I liked you”

Wednesday: Proceeds to dance like a peacock to attract her man

#they’re both so attracted to each other’s dark side I can’t #perfect morbid Tim Burton vibe couple #their chemistry is insane #wednesday #wednesday series #wednesday 2022 #wednesday netflix #wednesday addams #tyler galpin #wednesday x tyler #tyler x wednesday #wyler #Weyler #tysday #also anyone who doesn’t meet wednesdays level of crazy will bore her in the long run #just speaking the truth

[pororoh]

WEDNESDAY x 01.04 | "Woe What A Night"

𝙞 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

#poh: wednesday #poh: tyler galpin #poh: wednesday addams #wednesday show #wednesday netflix #wednesday #wednesday x tyler #tyler galpin #jenna ortega #jennaortegaedit #hunter doohan #hunterdoohanedit #wednesday addams x tyler galpin #weyler #wyler #weyler edit #wyler edit #woe what a night #netflixedit #this scene has so much pretty lighting in some shots - then completely dark and cannot be coloured AAA #wednesdaynet #poh: wyler #tysday