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[alisblackgf]

Hey-

I don’t know your policy on requesting but I’ve been getting super into the quarry recently and the fics you’ve been writing about the counsellors are LITERALLY THE BEST OMGGG

Could I possible request like dorky first kiss headcannons or cuddle headcannons for all of the counsellors?? Pretty basic but I honestly just want to hug them all and give them a kiss, THEYRE ALL SO PRETTY AHHHHH

yes ofc HERE YOU GO!!

pairing(s): abigail blyg x reader; nick furcillo x reader; emma mountebank x reader; jacob custos x reader; ryan erzahler x reader; dylan lenivy x reader; kaitlyn ka x reader; max brinly x reader; laura kearney x gn!reader (separate)

trigger warnings: none <3 only fluff (yay!)

summary: you share your first kiss with the camp counselors!!!

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abi b.    (the artist!)

pre-kiss story: you and abi were outside, enjoying the scenery and taking in the scent of nature. you two had gotten into a relationship with each other about three weeks ago, but haven’t had your first kiss yet. you just assumed abi wasn’t ready, so you just didn’t bring it up at all. you were up, moving around and ranting about your day while abi was sitting on a log, drawing in her sketchbook and listening attentively. she’d been drawing multiple sketches of you, smiling at each one of them. you noticed her smiling at her sketches, and you walked over to her and sat beside her, asking what she was smiling about. she showed you and described how perfect of a muse you were. her eyes kept darting from your eyes to your lips, as if she were debating whether or not to go for it, and that’s when it happened.

she hesitantly inched closer to your face

she’s very nervous + excited

she’s nervous because she doesn’t think she’s kissing well enough

but she’s excited because it’s her very first kiss with you!!

you know that squeal she does when she sees the baby hog?

yeah she definitely did that same squeal after the kiss when she was alone she’s such a cutie pie :(

the kiss is delicate

she rests her hand on yours for sure

when you pull away, she has this sort of shocked smile on her face

she rests her head on your shoulder while you both stare at the sunset

nick f.    (the nerd!)

pre-kiss story: one of the campers in nick’s group had asked him if he was dating you. his eyes immediately widened and asked the kid who they had heard it from. the camper shrugged in response and repeated the question. nick sighed and said yes, and then his whole group started chiming in. they didn’t believe him, since they’d never seen you two hug or kiss each other. it was true you hadn’t kissed before, since you guys had just gotten together yesterday. the kids demanded proof, practically pushing him over to you. he pleaded and begged for mercy, but to no avail. they’d successfully shoved him to you and weren’t leaving until they saw the kiss. nick tapped on your shoulder and you turned to him. upon seeing his campers behind him, you asked what the occasion was. he whispered what was going on in your ear and you smiled. and that’s when it happened.

okay let me start by saying he got suuuper shy when telling you what the kids wanted

when he saw your soft smile he could’ve sworn his heart stopped

the kiss lasted a little longer than a peck

you rested your hands on his face

he rested his hands on your waist

the kiss was gentle

when you pulled away, you planted a quick kiss on his cheek

he turned back to his campers, who were all staring at him with wide eyes

he wasn’t entirely focused on them, he was thinking about the kiss over and over

definitely asked you for another in his free time

emma m.    (the influencer!)

pre-kiss story: you and emma had been dating a little before applying to be camp counselors at hackett’s quarry. you both expressed how you weren’t ready for your first kiss yet, and patiently waited until the right moment. during the summer, you were ready to kiss emma, but didn’t want to tell her in case she still wasn’t ready. unsurprisingly, nobody noticed you two were dating. you guys weren’t as touchy with each other like most couples would be, but it’s just because all the affection is in private. at the end of summer, when everyone was playing truth or dare, neither of you participated in any kissing dares out of respect for the other. after the game, you two decided to go swimming near the dock. you guys played in the water, splashing each other occasionally. but then you had a deep conversation and emma got lost in your eyes. and that’s when it happened.

the kiss was long, not that you cared

the kiss was 100% passionate

your hands made their way to her waist

her arms slung over your shoulders (unless you’re shorter than her, in that case it’d be the other way around)

when she pulled away, you stared in each other’s eyes

she admired you so much

after looking at you, she kissed your water soaked face over and over

you laughed at her sudden affection 

you two kept playing in the water, becoming more energized by the second

when you two were done swimming, you held hands while walking back to the lodge

jacob c.    (the jock!)

pre-kiss story: he was crushing on you for the entirety of summer, and it was very very obvious. you caught on, but didn’t want to risk being rejected in case he didn’t have any feelings for you and only admired you as a friend. your friendship was chaotic and nick teased him endlessly about you. whenever you came around, nick would make kissing sounds, much to jacob’s embarrassment. he invited you to take a walk with him around the camp and you accepted. while walking, you’d talked about a lot of things. you didn’t expect him to be so sweet. he asked what your life goals were, what you were truly interested in, stuff he hadn’t asked you when he was previously getting to know you. you happily answered, asking some questions of your own. you two fell silent after a bit before jacob asked if you were ready for a relationship. and that’s when it happened.

you definitely answered his question, one second you’re beside him, the next you’re kissing him

he pulled you closer to him (if that’s even possible) and held you in the gentlest way

he definitely smiled into the kiss im 2000% sure

when you pulled away he had the most shocked expression

he’s so excited and giddy he almost did a victory dance

immediately asked if you wanted to be his s/o 

he is literally so smitten and head over heels

the kiss was soft + a little energetic

holds your hand for the rest of the walk

brags as soon as you get to the lodge

ryan e.    (the loner!)

pre-kiss story: you two were the quiet counselors, compared to everyone else, that is. you guys kept to yourselves, not very interested in social interaction. until you mentioned you had interest in the paranormal. ryan was briefly shocked, as he didn’t expect someone to match his interests. this drew him to you. you guys became quick friends and he developed a crush on you, and vice versa. each day he’d walk over and sit next to you, offering one of his earbuds and you accepted every time, like today. the same voices filling your ear everyday were getting annoying, but if it made ryan happy, you’d tough it out. he gave a deep sigh, and you turned to him, asking if he was okay. he let it all out, telling you that he had a giant crush on you. he told you he didn’t expect you to reciprocate his feelings. you put your hand on his, and that’s when it happened.

if you hadn’t initiated it, it probably wouldn’t have happened (not because he didn’t want it to happen, but because he would’ve been too shy)

the kiss was slow + affectionate (you had to change positions to make it more comfortable)

when you pull away, he looks at you for a couple seconds, looks down and smiles to himself

he doesn’t know what to do or say after

his heart is like racing

waits a bit before asking if you would like to be his s/o

if you hold his hand after he’ll melt 100%

would love to be all touchy but he’s too shy to ask/initiate it so he’s down for just spending time with you

if you rest your head on his shoulder he’ll stop breathing for a couple of seconds and freeze before finally easing up at the sudden contact

he’s still processing what happened give him some time (RYAN I LOVE YOU)

dylan l.    (the class clown!)

pre-kiss story: you two were not supposed to here. you somehow convinced nick to give you the keys to the kitchen at 4 am. dylan kept telling you that the fear of getting caught was part of the fun. you guys decided to bake a cake. he had invited you to come with him to do something with him so he could cherish the memory, as you two had just started dating. you had to contain your laughter or else you’d somehow wake the whole camp. needless to say, you guys made a huge mess. flour was everywhere, the cleaning that lied ahead was going to suck. dylan told you not to worry about it, and to enjoy the moment. you sighed and shook your head at his care-free nature. after the cake was done, you’d decided there needed to be frosting too. when you decide to open a container of frosting and put it on the cake, dylan scoops a little bit of frosting on his finger and rubs it on his lips. he comes up with a great idea in which he grabs your attention, daring you to kiss it off. and that’s when it happened.

he did not expect you to actually do it, but he isn’t opposed

the kiss was playful + quick, not much to it

when you pulled away, he had a dorky grin on his face

he’s definitely gonna cherish this for sure

although it wasn’t an extravagant first kiss, he was so so happy

hugs you immediately after (he is extremely in love)

teases you about it even though he’s the one smiling like an idiot

says stuff like “i knew you always wanted to kiss me”

you gave him the confidence to do more couple stuff with you

like asking you to feed him the cake (which you do, and he compliments your baking skills)

kaitlyn k.    (the leader!)

pre-kiss story: you had the most obvious crush on kaitlyn, it was so obvious that she knew before anyone else did. she also had a crush on you, just not nearly as obvious. you weren’t embarrassed, though. you went out of your way to compliment her and impress her, to which she’d give a sarcastic response. her words didn’t match her feelings at all, as she was very happy about it. recalling the times you showed off for her and only her, the times you complimented her smile, the times you’d say the most corny pick-up lines, only for her. this time, you took her to the shooting range, telling her if you hit the target with the shotgun, she’d have to give you a kiss. she was shocked at the proposal, but agreed nonetheless. you took your shot but missed. she gave another sarcastic remark, but upon seeing your genuinely upset face, she took matters into her own hands. and that’s when it happened.

you didn’t have to initiate this one!

she would probably say “there, you happy?” after 

knowing good and well she was happy too

tries so hard not to smile but fails badly

the kiss was quick, but nice!!

she watches your face light up and her heart skips a beat

pretends she was only doing it for you even though she’s literally in love

asks you if you wanted to ask her on a date next (she’s literally praying that you say yes)

at this point you know she feels the same way

i feel like she’d call you names (idiot/dumbass) out of pure love and she’d make sure you know she wasn’t serious if it gets to you

max b.    (mr. witty!)

pre-kiss story: you and max were a fresh couple, and a couple days in you had let max rant to you, but you didn’t know he had so many insecurities. you were glad he wanted to confide in you, but you did not expect this. he hated how dependent and helpless he was. he felt like a burden to people, especially you. he despised how awkward he could be. he thought you wouldn’t like someone like him, and how you should try and find someone better. he kept rambling on and on and you couldn’t believe your ears. yes, he was awkward at times but you loved it. everything he hated himself for, you loved. no matter what, you loved every flaw of him, because that’s what made him max. you stared at him in disbelief as he listed things he hated about himself. you had no idea where this was coming from, he probably bottled all of it up. you spoke his name softly, he kept talking. you spoke it a little louder, he still kept ranting. you gave up on words, and tried something different. and that’s when it happened.

you can trust that he does not say anything afterwards

he’s staring at you with the same disbelief you expressed before

the kiss wasn’t long or short, kinda in the middle and it was very gentle

if you say you love him right after he pulls you into a tight embrace

cuddle with him, stroke his hair, and tell him how great he is and he’ll literally plan your wedding

he is so grateful for you

when you reassure him he gets all warm and fuzzy inside

he still feels like he doesn’t deserve you

he wonders how he got so lucky with you

he gets like really quiet and touchy its adorable

laura k.    (the fighter!)

pre-kiss story: you had scraped your arm after a hard fall and had to go see laura in the nurse’s office again. upon seeing your arrival, she gave a faux groan of annoyance. you laughed at her reaction. you guys have been trying to get a kiss in all summer, being a new couple and all. every time you tried, though, you’d get interrupted by injured campers, or just troublesome campers. sometimes both. you’d get a good laugh out of it, but it really sucked. you wondered if laura was as bothered by this as you were, because you really wanted to kiss her. she teased you about your injury while tending to it with care. once she was finished patching you up, she packed up all the first aid supplies and starting speaking in a low, flirty tone. no one else was around so you could finally have your kiss, or so you thought. when she was inches away from your face, dylan barged in, playfully demanding a band-aid. she opened the first aid kit, grabbed a band-aid, and threw it towards him. she told him to get out, as you two were having a moment. dylan scurries out the door, and she turns to you. and that’s when it happened.

the kiss is long (and overdue)

the kiss was a little rough and impatient

when she pulls away she exclaims, “finally!”

she’s so happy and explains to you how she’s been wanting that to happen for so long

you guys might even kiss again from how happy you are

she has a lollipop jar and lets you pick one

she wants you to stay but as another injured camper comes in, you have to leave

she thinks about the kiss for a loooong while

she does not hesitate to tell anyone else to buzz off when she wants a kiss from you anymore

you definitely make up excuses to visit her in the nurse’s office for more kisses

i heart them. every single one of them

[alisblackgf]

hello there! if you wouldn’t mind could i get either kaitlyn or dylan with a crush who enjoys doodling on their arms to relax and one day doodles out a little confession on their arm before claiming they’ve got some camp errands to do and running off before character sees it, and when character is ranting to their friend about how much of a crush they have on reader their friend points out the confession written out on their arm. shenanigans ensue :)

YES. yes. i like doodles

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pairing: dylan lenivy x gn!reader (reader has anxiety)

and NO i didnt pick dylan bc of favoritism i spun a wheel and I HAVE PROOF if any of you want to see it

trigger warnings: mentions of anxiety attacks (pure fluff tho yay!)

summary: dylan would let you doodle random things on his arms to help you relax; one day, you decide to let him know how you truly feel, running off before he notices. he rants to kaitlyn about his undying love for you, completely oblivious to the surprise you’d left him.

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my official apology for the angst fic

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“what’s that one?” dylan asked.

“a ufo...kidnapping a dog.” 

“it looks like a cow.” he rolled his eyes playfully. you aggressively scribbled on his arm in response. he looked down at it with wide eyes.

“aww, is that me?” dylan expressed with an insufferable sarcastic tone.

“getting kidnapped by a ufo.” you deadpanned.

“not even the aliens could resist me.” he responded, which made you look at him. you stared him directly in the eye, and he did the same. 

“whatever, nerdbrain. and also, maybe the dog wants to look like a cow.” you laughed, looking back down to continue your drawings. dylan didn’t stop looking at you, though.

when you first arrived at hackett’s quarry, you often had anxiety attacks. you were in a new area and felt like everything was out of your control, which caused you so much stress.

you worried excessively and were often lost in your own cruel thoughts, but ever since dylan allowed you to doodle on him, the anxiety would still peek its head, but ultimately died down.

dylan loved the fact that you came to him when stressed, and that he (or at least his arms) could make you feel better. it also gave him time to admire you from up-close. jacob and nick would always tease him about it, but he didn’t care. you were just too adorable.

“y’know, for someone so kind to kids, you really are mean.” he speaks up, not averting his gaze from you. he smiled to himself when he felt you scribbling aggressively again. 

this time you looked at him with an annoyed smile, which made him look at his arm. you drew a middle finger. he gasped dramatically.

“(y/n)! what will the kids think?” 

“if you pay them they won’t snitch,” you smiled at him and he felt his heart melt. he loved looking at you, and if he continued he was sure he’d melt as a whole. but maybe he was fine with that.

you look around, debating whether or not you should take your chance now and write how you truly felt about him on his arm. you shrugged, confident that even if he didn’t reciprocate your feelings, your friendship wouldn’t falter. you quickly wrote i like you dylan, romantically -(y/n) on his arm and quickly thinking of an excuse.

“your arms are completely tattooed, you’re welcome, and as much as i would love to do your face next, mr. h actually has some work for me to do right about now.” you smiled at him before getting up to leave. he sighed at your fading figure and looked at your doodles, somehow completely missing the confession. he then called kaitlyn over, who rolled her eyes at him, coming over to sit next to him. when she sat down, she knew exactly what would happen.

“before you even say anything, is this about (y/n)?”

“no! ...maybe. okay, yeah, it is.” he admitted. kaitlyn groaned while he ranted on and on about how you’d never like him back.

kaitlyn, who’s not listening to any of it since she’s heard it all before, looks at his arm, and sees the confession.

“i don’t think you have to worry anymore.” she smirks.

“what are you talking about?”

“look at your arm, doofus.” she points at the confession note you wrote.

he looks at the spot where she’s pointing and his eyes widened.

“literally how did i miss that?” dylan whispered to himself.

“maybe because you’re an idiot,” she remarked, getting up and leaving.

dylan looked around and saw abi walking by.

“hey, wait, abi? have you seen (y/n)?”

“uh, yeah, actually. they’re hiding behind that tree over there,” she pointed. “when i asked why, they told me they did something that was possibly really stupid.” abi shrugged. dylan thanked her and she nodded in response, carrying on with what she was doing.

dylan practically ran to the tree to see you hiding behind it, head in your knees.

“(y/n)? it’s dylan.”

“hi...dylan.” you spoke, voice muffled. you were prepared for the worst. even though you had confidence in your friendship, getting rejected would be too embarrassing and would break your heart.

“i saw your confession. i, uh- well..i like you back.” he sat down next to you, rubbing your back. you lift your head upon hearing his words.

“really?”

“really.”

you smiled at him and rested your head on his shoulder. he responded to the action by resting his head on yours, while reaching for your hand.

“...does this mean you’ll kidnap me instead of the aliens?” he smiled, happy to be close to you.

“don’t give me any ideas,” you playfully warn.

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yay a happy ending!!

[alisblackgf]

hi!! maybe a dylan x reader where they have been kind of together over the summer but nothing too serious, and the reader gets jealous when ryan chooses to kiss dylan during truth or dare? you can choose if they get a happy ending or not 👀

yes yes I HEART THIS IDEA

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pairing: dylan lenivy x gn!reader 

trigger warnings: none </3 pure angst

summary: you and dylan had a thing this summer and you were planning to make it official, but when ryan chooses to kiss dylan, everything goes downhill.

taglist: @closedaccountss @sweet-daisies @tywrites @walkingus @yawagucci @fallingwings26 @rainbows-dreams @dylanlenievy @aspendvd  @bloodverz @laracrof7s @aaetherr69

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you were unexpectedly spending another night at hackett’s quarry summer camp, due to jacob tampering with the van. you were somewhat grateful, because you had been head over heels for dylan this summer. you were going to ask him to be your boyfriend officially, due to the confidence given to you by emma and abi (jacob as well).

everyone was gathered at the firepit, ready to play truth or dare.

you zoned out the entire time, until you heard emma’s voice.

“ryan, truth or dare?”

“dare. gimme what you got.”

“okay ryan, your dare comes with a choice.” 

“oooh, intriguing!” you smiled.

“can she do that?” ryan asked.

“i can do whatever i want,” emma responds.

“yikes! ryan i will be attending your funeral if anything goes wrong. swear!” you laugh.

“oh please, it’s not even that bad, stop being such a drama queen. but i dare you....to kiss...either kaitlyn, or dylan.”

your eyes widen at dylan’s name. suddenly, you weren’t laughing or smiling anymore. however, you calmed yourself down. even if dylan was chosen, he wouldn’t go through with it because of the relationship between you two.

“wow..i mean..i guess ‘both’ is off the table?” ryan asked, a little disappointment laced in his voice. you forced a small laugh and pretended you weren’t anxious.

“sorry! i don’t make the rules!” emma responded, throwing both of her hands in the air.

emma encouraged you to ask dylan out today, she wouldn’t have dared for ryan to kiss either of them if she wasn’t certain that he’d choose kaitlyn. she’s been encouraging your relationship this entire time, she wouldn’t do this to you.

“i mean, you literally just did. but okay, let’s do this.” ryan responded.

ryan knew about you and dylan right? you were sure he did, and he wouldn’t do that to you.

“dylan, let’s go.”

upon hearing his name, you almost went into cardiac arrest. that’s okay, dylan knows that you’d be uncomfortable with this. he won’t go through with it. 

you whip your head towards him, and he was already arising from his seat. you watch in horror as dylan bends down to kiss ryan. your heart sinks. abi, emma, and jacob all look toward you and you hated the feeling. jealousy, anger, sadness, all the negative emotions came flooding and you felt the slight sting of tears welling up in your eyes. you look back at dylan, who looked happy about the kiss. and that was your breaking point.

you got up and left, too sad to come up with an excuse. you headed to the dock, and once you got there, you released all your sobs.

“i’m so stupid.” you laughed at yourself whilst tears streamed down your face. a few minutes later, a crying jacob comes and joins your side.

“what happened with you?” you sniffled, not feeling bad that you’re crying in front of him, since he was doing the same.

“emma kissed nick. they...they made out.” he practically gagged at the thought.

“i’m sorry, buddy.” you sniffled once more, rubbing his back.

“i’m sorry too, about the dylan thing.”

you nodded and sat in silence for a while.

“guess we’re both idiots, huh?” you spoke, laughing sadly.

“the biggest ones.” he says, picking up a pebble and tossing it into the water.

you heard footsteps behind you and you turned around to find emma.

“hi, (y/n). could- could jacob and i be alone for a sec?” she asks.

you turn towards jacob to confirm that it’s okay with him and he nods. you get up to go leave when emma stops you.

“dylan’s waiting for you back at the firepit.”

you turn to go leave, but emma interrupts you once more.

“oh, and (y/n)? i’m sorry.” she speaks, a little sad.

you didn’t respond and just left to meet dylan at the firepit. when you eventually got there, there he was. ryan, kaitlyn, abi, and nick were gone. you sigh and walk up to him.

“(y/n), i’m sorry, i know how that must’ve made you feel-”

“do you?” you interrupted. “because as far as i know, you enjoyed locking lips with ryan in front of me.”

“i didn’t know how hurt you’d be by it, i didn’t think-”

“what? you didn’t think we were serious?” you scoffed. “that’s fine. i didn’t either. you were just a stupid summer fling.”

you immediately regretted your words, but walked off anyway.

little did you know, dylan did think you two were serious. in fact, he was planning to confess to you tonight as well.

but now he knows.

now he knows that he was just a stupid summer fling.

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ouch :(

[alisblackgf]

i heart this

I was scrolling through tumblr and saw this prompt from

@/writing-prompt-s : https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/writing-prompt-s/687515583545245696?source=share

and I reworked it into a prompt for the quarry!

”Why aren’t you scared? I’m infected— I could kill you!” “So could literally everyone tonight, you’re not special.”

I honestly don't know who to request for because it literally could go for ryan, dylan, kaitlyn, or emma. so i'll leave it up to you! add some romance in there too <3

i love this prompt with all of my heart. i literally had to ask who to write this for because my heart was so torn between kaitlyn and ryan!!!!! but i chose kaitlyn because it really feels like a her thing to say <3 this is pretty much a drabble, but i might make a more fluffy part two if this does well. also, you have a crush on kaitlyn and she's a bit oblivious to your feelings, but she does like you

gn!reader

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tws: violence (nothing SUPER descriptive, but it's in the there), reader is infected, angst

humane thought — kaitlyn ka

you would be lying if you said that you were okay.

your entire body felt like it was on fire. your head hurt and your stomach felt even worse. you felt like you could eat everything at an all you could eat buffet, and probably more than that after finishing it. your insides were twisting inside of your body and you gripped at your arms, your nails digging into your skin. you could feel it clawing inside of you, desperate to escape.

you glanced over at kaitlyn, the girl you loved, who sat across from you. the shotgun she'd been carrying around leaned against the chair and her eyes were closed, trying to slow her breathing from the chaos of the night. you pursed your lips. what were you still doing around her?

you'd been separated from the rest of the group not too long ago when the hunters came through the lodge, nick and abi fleeing one way and you and kaitlyn going the other. you agreed on meeting up at the pool house, but they had yet to show. you worried about them. what if nick had got to her?

you thought back to that.. thing that attacked you. it jumped on top of you, its teeth bared and its claws scratching at you in a desperate attempt to turn you. that's exactly what it did. you stared down at the torn fabric of your sweatshirt at the fresh bite on your forearm. you liked this shirt, but you knew you could replace it. you couldn't replace kaitlyn if something happened to her.

you made a promise to yourself during the silent walk to the pool house. you would protect her with everything you had in you. you knew she didn't need it, but it made you feel better. you loved and cherished her more than anything. you wouldn't be able to stand knowing something had happened to her knowing you could be there to prevent it.

she let out a groan from where she sat— the sweat glistening on her forehead from the moonlight through the window— and opened her eyes to look at you. "you okay?" she asked, quirking an eyebrow. "yeah, yeah. i'm.. i'm fine." you muttered, not sounding at all convincing. she didn't want to force you into talking, but she noticed your lingering stare on the bite on your arm. she licked her lips and crossed her arms over chest, a breath escaping her. "yeah, i don't believe that." she nodded her head to your wound, her gaze meeting yours.

"yeah, well. i will be okay, soon." you spoke, trying to convince yourself more than her. you didn't want to hurt her. it would destroy you. you remained silent for a few moments, your mind thinking of the future. living out the rest of your life in the woods, losing everyone you cared about and possibly hurting the person you loved the most.

"why aren't you scared?" you muttered, your eyes moving to the floor to look away from her. "i'm infected— i could kill you." you whispered. "so could literally anyone tonight. you aren't special." she let out a breathy chuckle, standing up and stretching out her muscles. "i am scared, but not of you." she said, taking a few steps towards you to take a seat on the bench next to you.

"i'm scared of those things out there, but you're not one of them." she sent you a reassuring smile. "i will be." you whispered, your eyes welling up with tears as you looked over at her. "i will be one of those things soon." you glanced down at the bite on your arm, your veins becoming more prominent through your skin with every moment that passed.

"i have to leave, kaitlyn. i can't hurt you. i won't." you insisted, tearing your gaze off of the injury to look at her. she shook her head, "i can't let you." she spoke firmly, voice filled with determination, but also anger. not at you, but at whatever did this to you.

she stared into your eyes. the irises began turning yellow. she knew the best option for her survival would be for you to leave, but she hated the thought of you being out there alone. you could die. you could get hurt. there were endless possibilities and she screwed her eyes shut. "it'll be fine." she continued. "no, i'm.. i'm gonna turn— and i don't want to be around you when that happens. i'm not going to do that to you. i can't stay here with you."

"you can't leave."

"i have to."

you stood up, your eyes glued to the wall in front of you. you felt it clawing at your insides, desperate for you to give in. "i have to go." you whispered, turning your head over your shoulder to meet her eyes. "promise me that you'll keep going."

"you can't-"

"promise me." you cut her off, taking a few steps away from her. growls started escaping her lips, and a shaky hand reached towards the door handle to let you outside. "please, kaitlyn. please, promise me." you mumbled, your voice almost drowned out completely by the animalistic sounds coming from your lips.

"okay," kaitlyn cried, tears falling down her cheeks as she stared helplessly at your form. "good girl." you managed a smile before the door swung open. you weakly stepped out of it, sparing one last glance at her.

you shut it behind you, your back sliding down the metal behind you. your thoughts were barely coherent, but you knew you did what you needed to do for her to survive. you would be back to normal soon.

with a final growl, blood splattered against the wall.

you ran off into the night, your last humane thought of kaitlyn's smile.

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Heyyy I was wondering for Dylan Lenivy x fem!reader, where they r besties and super close when they met as counselors. And he has feeling for reader but she’s super oblivous, despite liking him too. And when he gets his hand cut off, he’s kinda insecure and the group is at the junkyard, and he’s talking to Katilyn about his hand and stuff and he’s wondering if Y/n would date a guy with one hand. So Katilyn convinces him to go over and confess to reader?? Also this is my first time requesting 😅 sorry :)

YEAH YEAH LETS GO! (i saw you asked for fem reader but gender neutral is what i’m best with so i just used that, i hope you still enjoy!)

pairing(s): dylan lenivy x gn!reader (romantic), ryan erzahler x gn!reader (platonic)

trigger warnings: mentions of blood, amputated limbs

summary: after a petty argument, you and dylan haven’t spoken to each other for the rest of the night; but when dylan is saved from the cruel werewolf infection, he can’t stop thinking about you and your opinion.

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genre: angst to fluff

author’s note: i’m going to start adding the genre of the fic into this little segment here lol. i also added some elements of my own in here! also dylan is a little ooc at the beginning, but its for the plot!

“don’t be a party pooper, (y/n), come on.” dylan groaned.

“i’m being responsible.”

“boooooooring,” jacob rolled his eyes. you shot him a death glare.

“i don’t know why you care so much, mr. h won’t be here to scold us. hackett’s quarry is ours for tonight!” dylan exclaimed, taking your hand in his.

“he seemed terrified of something, dylan,” you replied, gently taking your hand back. “he was insistent on staying inside the lodge, so that’s what i’m gonna do.”

dylan’s smile dropped and he had a serious expression on his face. it was weird seeing him look like that.

“fine, be boring. you’d just ruin our fun anyway.”

“excuse me?”

“you’ve been boring this entire summer, (y/n). any time we’d invite you to do something, it’s always ‘oh i can’t, i have to do my duties’ or ‘no, sorry, i have things to do’.” jacob chimed in, to which dylan nodded in agreement.

“you think i’m boring?” you ignored jacob as you asked dylan.

“yeah. annoying, too.” he responded. 

that cut deeper than you expected. normally from anyone else you wouldn’t have cared, but you thought so highly of dylan and loved him, so hearing this from him of all people really hurt. you scanned his face for any signs of him joking but he looked so serious.

everyone went quiet as you and dylan stared at each other for what felt like years. the negative tension in the air was suffocating.

“fine. have fun without me, asshole.” you cursed, walking into the lodge not waiting for a response. everyone watched you as you entered the building, and once you were out of view, they turned toward dylan.

his heart was pounding in his chest, desperately wanting to chase after you. but his need to please the others was too strong.

“forget them, let’s party!” he spoke excitedly.

~~~

the lodge was pretty big, so you had plenty of areas to bask in your anger and sadness, and you could do so as loud as you wanted. no one would hear you anyway, they’d be too busy partying and getting drunk. 

you were swearing to yourself in the kitchen, heartbroken at the fact that he thought of you that way. he saw you as boring. maybe dead weight, too.

you two were always pretty close. you’d splash each other with water in the river when everyone else was asleep, you’d stay up until dawn talking with each other, and you’d lay your head on his shoulder whenever you were tired. did all of it just mean nothing?

before you could process it, ryan was in the kitchen with you. he saw you kicking pots and pans, angrily walking around the kitchen, swearing up a storm.

“hey, (y/n), are you-” he walked up to you, and he was close enough to see your glossy eyes. “wait, are you crying?”

“no!” you replied quickly, turning your face away from him. “not yet, anyway.” you muttered to yourself, praying ryan didn’t hear.

ryan was who you’d go to if you wanted to rant about how in love you were with dylan. so after witnessing that conversation, he knew how hurt you’d be.

he let you hug him for comfort, even if he wasn’t too great with physical affection. after you let go, he started a conversation with you while ushering you to clean up the pans you’d abused. you complied, and he helped. after making sure you were okay, he left to the party to make sure the others weren’t being too irresponsible.

you refused to go with him when he invited you to come with. you were not going to see dylan after what he said to you. if anything, you were better off lonely in the lodge.

however, doing nothing was boring, so you decided you’d sleep for a bit.

~~~

to say you missed a lot was an understatement. a lot of things went down, including having to witness ryan sever dylan’s hand, and now you were carrying a shotgun for protection while dylan and kaitlyn walked behind you to the scrapyard.

you’d never seen so much blood in your life, and the smell of iron surrounded the three of you as the blood in question was all over you. 

you were so drowned in your thoughts that you almost missed kaitlyn asking you to stop walking.

“what? why?” you questioned.

“dylan and i just need to talk for a bit. maybe you could go...rest or something. by that tree over there.” she pointed and you looked in the direction of her finger. you looked back at her before hesitantly going to do what she said.

once you got to the tree, you sat with your back against it, resting the shotgun next to you and cradling your legs inside your arms while putting your head down.

after you were out of earshot, she turned to dylan.

“...why are you looking at me like that?” dylan asked.

“you know why. you’ve been so quiet ever since (y/n) decided to come with us.”

dylan’s head dropped.

“it’s just...i don’t know how to talk to them after...what i said.” he admitted.

“did you mean it?”

“of course not! i was just...” he paused.

“just?” kaitlyn pushed farther.

“okay,” he sighed. “i’ve been crushing on them, for like, forever, but they’ve been so oblivious to my advances that i just got frustrated. i always admired their responsibility and how they’re able to be themselves and not have to hide behind a facade to make people like them, which also makes me jealous of them-”

“dylan?” she attempted to interrupt.

“and they’re just so amazing, y’know? and i feel like i ruined it ‘cause i was totally an ass-”

“dylan.” 

“and they didn’t deserve it, they were just being them and i don’t know why i lashed out on them and then tried to play it off like i didn’t care but i truly did care because i love them so much and-”

“dylan!” she shouted, which made your head perk up from the tree you were sitting against. she turned toward you and mouthed the word sorry, but you could barely see it. you shrugged it off and put your head back down.

she turned back to dylan who finally stopped rambling and continued her statement.

“they like you back, i just know it.”

“okay, well, what about this?” he asked, holding up his bloody stump.

“what about it?”

“if they liked me before, would they now? i mean, would you date a guy with one hand?” he expressed his concern. 

kaitlyn sighed and looked around as if she were seeking advice from the trees.

“they’re right over there,” she pointed. “go talk to them. at least try. after everything we’ve seen so far, this might be your last chance.”

dylan thought about her words and decided to go for it. he nodded at kaitlyn and made his way over to you.

“hey, uh- (y/n).” he almost whispered, sitting next to you. you lifted your head to face him.

“hi, dylan.” you responded. you had no expression on your face, and your voice sounded monotone. you were clearly exhausted from most of the adrenaline wearing off and leaving your body a shaking mess.

he fidgeted with his fingers a little before finally speaking up.

“i’m sorry. for earlier. if i could take it back, i would.” he uttered. you nodded.

“it’s fine, dylan, really. there’s no use bringing up the past in a situation like this,” you stopped facing him and stared at the surrounding scenery. “also, i’m sorry, too. about your hand.” 

“yeah.” he exhaled. “that’s actually kinda what i wanted to ask you about.”

“shoot. i’m all ears.”

“would you date a guy with one hand?”

“yeah, of course. it doesn’t matter what limbs he’s missing, i’d love him regardless. assuming he’s a good person, that is.” you responded. you were still completely unaware of the hints dylan’s dropping you, and he could tell.

“(y/n), i’m the guy with one hand. i want to know if you’d date me.” he admitted. at this point, his heart was thumping so hard in his chest that he was sure you could hear it, too. your head immediately turned to him, your eyes wide.

“do you mean that?” you asked, failing at your attempt to mask your growing smile.

“yeah, i do. i’ve been dropping hints all summer.”

“i’m sorry, i just thought you didn’t mean anything by it, and i didn’t wanna take any chances.” your happiness faded as you recalled the memories from earlier. it made him feel terrible that he made you upset, and he’ll never forgive himself for it.

“dylan?” you spoke up once more.

“yeah?”

“are we...”

“dating? well, do you want to?” he asked.

you looked around for a bit.

“more than anything.” you answered. he smiled at you and rested his head on your shoulder, and you let him, in return for all of the times when it was vice versa.

this took so long to finish im actually shaking and crying LMAO

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i just woke up hi

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if i dont respond to any messages then i am sleeping

if you start to hear colors or smell sounds while im gone take a tylenol

goodnight