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Moonborne

Wyatt Lykensen x Reader

Fandom: Z-O-M-B-I-E-S

Note: This one’s been kicking around in my brain for a while. I think witches would fit in really well into the ZOMBIES world. This takes place after Z2 but before Z3.

Summary: Being the new girl in town is no easy feat, especially in a town full of zombies and werewolves. Wyatt takes a quick interest in you, but will he stick around once he learns about the magic you’re hiding beneath the surface?

Warnings: witchcraft? I guess? Other than that, none, I think.

Word Count: 4.7k

Reader is: A witch, implied to be female (they wear a dress) but I don’t think I ever used she/her pronouns.

You had been somewhat hesitant to move to Seabrook with your family. Something was brewing there, you could feel it in the wind, in the stars when they twinkled. There was magic there, of a few different kinds, which called to your own.

You and your mother were what were called Moonborne witches, a rare bloodline passed down through generations. Meanwhile, your father was a descendant of the Mysticwood coven, which had origins out in Massachusetts. But the Moonbornes were different. The Moonborne Coven had origins right there in Seabrook, which is why after three hundred years, your family was finally moving back.

It had been a few days since you’d moved in. Thanks to your magic, the boxes seemed to unpack themselves. Although, just because things were still…shaky in Seabrook after the introduction of werewolves to the community, you and your parents had decided to glamour for the time being, until you knew things were safe.

So, instead of your usually purple hair, you were rocking a nice, natural, human hair color. It was fine. Glamouring full time did tend to tire you out, but it was a sacrifice that needed to be made to ensure your family wouldn’t get chased out of yet another home.

You’d taken it upon yourself to be the one to paint the front door. It was a witch thing. The front door was to be painted purple, and while you did so, you’d also inscribe it with a protection sigil, to protect the house and bless all the people within it. It was while you were about halfway done that you felt a presence behind you. Two of them, technically. Definitely not human, swirls of magic lingering around their souls, and they smelled heavily of the woods.

Werewolves.

“Excuse me? Sorry to bother you.” One of the wolves, a boy, said. His voice was deep with a slight rasp. It was familiar to you in a way you couldn’t explain. “You just moved in, right?”

You turned around to face the strangers. You were correct. Two werewolves, one boy and one girl. The boy was tall, covered in toned muscle. He had short brown hair with a very distinct white streak near the front of his head, a few purple markings on his face and tattoos on his forearms. He had pointed fangs in his mouth, the tips of his ears coming to a point as well.

The other, the girl, was shorter. She had a wilder energy to her, long straight brown hair with a large chunk of white. He could have been the Alpha, but you didn’t think he was. He had the presence, but not the energy of the first in command.

“Hi. I’m (Y/N). We just moved in, yeah. Nice to meet you.”

The boy looked stuck, a lump in his throat or something of the sort as he stared at you. His breath hitched and his mouth opened, but he didn’t speak, just looking at you with this hypnotized kind of glaze in his eyes.

“Wyatt.” The girl hissed, elbowing him in the stomach.

Wyatt. You repeated in your mind, committing it to memory. It suited him, you decided.

“Oh! Um…” He gathered his thoughts, seemingly tugged back down to earth from wherever his mind had floated off to just then. “Right. Sorry about that. I’m Wyatt, this is Wynter. We’re from the local wolf pack, and we took it upon ourselves to, uh, introduce ourselves, welcome you to the community, and invite you to our picnic this weekend.”

“A picnic? That’s really nice.” You smiled. “I’d love to go. Is it at the park?”

“It is.” Wynter nodded. “Everyone is invited.”

“Do you need us to bring anything?”

Wyatt smiled, warmth in his eyes. “You don’t have to. You can if you want to, though.”

“Okay, awesome. I have a wicked recipe for cake cookies.”

“Cake cookies?” Wynter’s face lit up. “Is it a cake made of cookies or cookies made of cake?”

“They’re cookies, but they’re made from cake mix. They come out super moist and soft.” You explained, chuckling at just how hyperactive she seemed to be, especially compared to her counterpart. “They’re great.”

“They sound like it. So, uh, where did you move in from?”

“Just moved in from Michigan, actually. Kind of beautiful there, but uh…I don’t know, I’m excited to be here.” You shrugged. “This place has a really unique energy to it.”

“Well, don’t let us big scary wolves chase you off.” Wyatt joked, tilting his head at you. There was something glimmering in his eye that you couldn’t quite place. Something mischievous and…maybe even nervous? “I…I have a feeling you’re gonna make a great addition to our town.”

“I think so too.”

***

The day of the picnic, you put on your glamour, baked your cookies, and headed out to the park with your parents. You were nervous; you didn’t really know anyone aside from the werewolves who had showed up on your doorstep, but it seemed this was the whole point, to get to know more people.

You half-expected staring eyes, looks of disgust and fear that usually accompanied you and your family, but you didn’t find them. Sometimes, you almost forgot you could wave your hand and wish away your natural witchy features, blending in seamlessly with humans. It was almost unfair.

“You made it!” A cheery blonde girl beamed, walking up to you. “You must be (Y/N)! I’m Addison and this is Zed!” She introduced the rather tall, lanky zombie boy beside her.

“Nice to meet both of you.” You greeted warmly. You held up your container full of cookies. “Where should I put these?”

“I can set them with the rest of the food.” Zed offered, taking the container from you and bringing it over to one of the tables.

“Did you make those yourself?”

“Yeah, I did. I like baking.” You shrugged. “Didn’t have much time to before the move, all the packing and whatnot.”

“Oh, I bet. Well, I’m super glad you guys moved here! If you need anything let me know.” Addison said, her voice sincere.

“I will.” You promised. Your parents were off with the other adults, chatting. You wandered for a bit before walking right into a tall, warm, muscled body. “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” Of course it was Wyatt, his fanged grin confident and warm. “You came.”

“Of course I did. This is all great. Do you all do this often?”

“Only when the weather is this nice.” He motioned around at the perfect blue sky on the warm, sunny day. “And on full moons, but that’s more of a wolf thing.”

“Gotcha, gotcha.” You nodded.

“Want a hotdog? Bonzo and I just finished grilling them. We have vegetarian options, too, if you don’t do meat.” He offered, making sure to cover all of his bases.

“I’ll have a hotdog, yeah.” You chuckled. “The meat kind is fine. You guys have mustard?”

“We’ve got a little bit of everything.” He offered you his arm and, blushing, you took it, letting him guide you through the food options. You couldn’t ignore his warmth, nor the way his touch set your fingers tingling, your heart racing.

Something zinged through you, a floating, burning feeling. You’d never felt it before, but you’d heard whispers of it among the few remaining members of the Moonborne Coven. Strange things were said to happen when werewolves and witches crossed paths.

You pushed the thoughts out of your head. Wyatt was kind. He was beyond kind, actually. And already you could tell there was more to your connection than what lay on the surface.

***

After the picnic, Addison promptly got your number and added you to several groupchats, most of them including Wyatt as well as the other wolves, a handful of Zombies, and her friend Bree. They welcomed you with open arms, and it wasn’t long before they’d invited you to hang out with them. They’d agreed to meet at the bowling alley.

“I haven’t been bowling in ages.” You grinned, putting on the neon pink and green bowling shoes you’d rented.

“I haven’t been bowling ever.” Wyatt replied, putting on his shoes as well, tying them carefully despite the long claws he sported.

“Never?”

“It wasn’t until recently that we were actually let into town.” Wyatt told you, his demeanor shifting a little. He shrugged. “It’s nice, though. I like it here and I’m glad things are turning around.”

“That’s good.” You agreed. “People are really weird about differences and it sucks.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah. I mean, that’s kind of why we moved here. We heard things were getting…better. Still not perfect, but better. Our last town was really closed-minded, especially about…well, everything supernatural, I guess.”

“You’re human, though.” Willa said, her eyes narrowing at you as you spoke with her brother. It seemed she was always listening. “Why do you care what other humans think of us?”

You hesitated. “Right. Yeah, but…I don’t know, it doesn’t mean I have to put up with hatred.”

Wyatt smiled. “That’s really awesome, actually.”

“Thanks.” You chuckled. “Be the change you want to see and all that.”

You stood up, going to get a bowling ball, Wyatt close behind you.

“I’m sorry about her. She gets a little…defensive.”

“Don’t be sorry. After everything you guys have been through, I couldn’t blame her for being cautious. I’m a stranger. It makes sense to make sure I’m actually a decent person before getting comfortable.” You chuckled.

“Well, for the record, I think you’re more than a decent person.” He winked, causing you to laugh.

“Thanks.” You picked a pastel purple bowling ball off of the rack, weighing it in your hands before deciding it was adequate.

“So teach me, how do I pick a good one? I wanna make sure I’ve got a fighting chance at beating you.” Wyatt asked, playful. This was fun, you decided, getting flirted with by a werewolf. You kind of hoped it would continue, if you were honest.

Once you all picked your balls of choice, Bonzo set up the bowling games on the handful of lanes you were occupying and you all got started. You couldn’t help but notice, however, Wyatt coughed a bit, his eyes flashing yellow. You felt it in his magic, then, something flickering. Something wrong.

“You okay?” You asked him, turning to him in concern.

“What? Oh, yeah.” He nodded, stifling another coughing fit. “Allergies.”

You didn’t think that was the case, but you’d have to keep an eye on him. It was concerning.

***

A few weeks later and Wyatt’s condition hadn’t improved. In fact, you were pretty sure it was getting worse. You took it upon yourself to study up, turning to the several books your parents kept on every magical creature they could find. It came in handy, especially when moving to an area where they were the most common in the known world.

You scanned the books and found one on werewolves, plucking it from the shelf. As soon as you pulled it, however, the book next to it fell off of the shelf as well, sitting on the floor. It had a brown cover, but the letters on the front of it were embossed in a metallic, shining silver.

Moonborne.

“Huh.” You said, bending down to pick it up. You set it back on the shelf and turned around to leave with your book on werewolves, but heard a thud behind you. Sure enough, when you turned back around, it was sitting on the floor, innocent. “Okay…”

You picked it up off of the floor. Whatever was in the book wanted to be read and who were you to deny it. That was the thing about magic, sometimes it knew what you needed more than you did. You left the study and started to walk back to your bedroom to do your own research when you heard your mom calling you downstairs.

“(Y/N)! Your friends are here!”

“Coming!” You called back, glamouring as fast as you could and setting the books down on your way to the door, where Addison, Bree, Eliza, Willa, and Wynter were standing, dressed for a day on the town. “Oh, hey guys. What’s up?”

“We’re going shopping for dresses for the Summer Solstice Celebration! You wanna come?”

“Oh! Uh, sure! Let me grab my purse.”

“Here.” Your mom handed it to you, urging you out the door. She loved that you were fitting in so well already, but she had something else in her eyes. Her intuition was the best in the house; you had no doubt she knew something you didn’t.

“Thanks. I’ll be back later.”

She winked. “I know you will.”

The girls took you to a place downtown, a cute little dress boutique full of dresses for the occasion.

“So, you guys celebrate the Solstice? That’s really cool.” You noted, browsing the racks.

“It’s a wolf thing.” Wynter explained. “We used to celebrate it back when the witches still lived here.”

“Wait, there were witches in Seabrook?” Addison asked, her eyes wide with excitement. You really did love her enthusiasm for the supernatural. The world needed more of that. “What…happened to them?”

“They left.” Willa all but growled. “Our pack used to be bonded to their coven and they left us here as soon as things got tough.”

Your heart was racing, cheeks basically on fire. You didn’t know Willa was harboring such harsh feelings for your coven, and given that none of them knew you were a witch, you couldn’t speak on it without outing yourself immediately. You were trapped between a rock and a hard place.

“Oh, come on, Willa. They were chased out. They didn’t…I don’t think they meant to leave.” Wyatt’s voice was unmistakable, even though you didn’t expect him to be there. Your head whipped around at the sound of his voice. He looked…weaker than when you’d last seen him, dark bags around his eyes.

“Wyatt, why are you here?” Wynter asked. “I thought you were getting some sleep.”

“I probably should be.” He chuckled, shrugging. “But I knew you’d all be here and…I wanted to talk to (Y/N).”

You tilted your head, smiling softly. “Me? You can always text or call me, you know.”

He grinned, taking a few steps closer to you. “I know, but uh…I wanted to do his in person.” Wyatt stopped in front of you, his hand rising to your face, clawed fingers careful, tentative, like he was waiting for you to wince away from his touch. Instead, you took his other hand with your own, savoring the warmth he always seemed to exude.

“What?”

He took a nervous breath. “(Y/N), will you go to the Solstice Celebration with me?”

“Yeah, of course I will.” You nodded, eyes sparkling as you looked up at him. “I…really like you, Wyatt.”

Wyatt sighed in relief, the tension rolling out of his shoulders. “Awesome. That’s…that’s great because I really like you too, (Y/N).”

“YES!” Zed burst out of one of the changing rooms, pumping his fist in the air. “I told you she’d say yes, dude! Congrats, both of you.”

“Zed?” Addison questioned, laughing.

“Hey, babe.” He pressed a quick kiss to her cheek on his way to Wyatt. “Now that that’s settled, it’s boy’s night!”

Bonzo, also coming out of a dressing room, shouted what you assumed was the equivalent of “BOY’S NIGHT!” in zombie and followed the others out the front door, Wyatt, looking back at you the whole way out, grinning like an idiot.

“That was…weird. Very on-brand for Zed, though.” Eliza laughed.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so excited! I can’t believe he finally asked you out!” Addison squealed. “He’s liked you since the day he saw you.”

“He has?” You grinned, heart racing. “Awwww…”

“I know you don’t need me to tell you this, but if you break his heart—”

“Willa, chill.” Eliza said, rolling her eyes. “We’re all friends.”

Willa, surprisingly backed off, choking down her next words.

“Anywayssss, what do you want to wear? I think you’d look really pretty in this one.” Addison held up a pastel purple dress.

“That’s pretty, but…” Your fingers wandered to a floor-length glittering black down hanging on the next rack. “I think this might be the one…”

***

The Solstice had arrived, finally. The morning of, you and your parents celebrated privately, as you always did on your witchy holidays, and put on your glamours for the day. Your mother had a club meeting with the other mothers in town, your father had to pop into the office for a bit, and you had to get ready with the girls.

They were all assembled at Addison’s house, getting into their dresses, doing their makeup and hair. Addison helped you with yours, pulling your hair up into a bun and accessorizing with a few sparkly clips, sealing it with hairspray. If there was anything the cheerleaders knew, it was hair. You did your own makeup, sitting in a chair in front of the mirror. Willa stared at you for a long moment. You half-expected her to confront you again, but instead, she approached you with an eyeliner pen.

“Hey, um…could you do mine?” She asked tentatively. “Yours looks really good, and I don’t want to mess mine up.”

“Yeah, of course!” You hopped up out of the chair and let her take your spot instead. She handed you the eyeliner and you got in close, carefully and expertly doing some basic eyeliner. “Do you want wings?”

“Um, sure.”

“Big thick ones, or thinner, sharper ones?”

“Big, bold ones.” She replied, confident.

“Coming right up.” You finished the lines to her specifications, proud of your handiwork. You stepped away so she could take a look for herself.

Willa smiled, looking at her reflection. “Thank you. They look great.”

“Anytime.”

“And…I’m sorry, for everything. I guess I still have my walls up when I should be letting them down, getting to know people. It wasn’t fair of me to treat you like that.”

“It’s okay, Willa. I get it. You…you guys have been through a lot. More than I can imagine. You’re the Alpha, the protector. It makes sense that you’d want your pack to be safe, your brother or otherwise. I never took it personally.”

“I really appreciate that.” She smiled, putting her hand on top of yours. “And I think you and my brother are going to be great together.”

“How…how is he, by the way?” You asked, concerned. “I know he’s got something going on, but…”

“I’m sure he’ll be fine.” She nodded. “Maybe ask him about it tonight. Let him know he’s on your mind.”

“I will.” You were a little confused by what she meant, but werewolves loved their secrets, and you figured she was leaving it up to him to tell you this one, whatever it was.

The doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it!” Addison announced, rushing to get the door in her pretty pink dress.

The doorbell rang three more times before she got to it. Unsurprisingly, it was Zed and the guys on the other side, Zed being the one who rang the doorbell repeatedly.

“Babe! You look great!” You heard him compliment loudly while the boys shuffled in to see how you were all dressed.

Wyatt stood in the doorway for a long time, staring at you, looking absolutely starstruck. He swallowed. “W-wow. (Y/N), you look amazing.”

He had cleaned up nice, himself, wearing a sharp black suit, a purple bowtie with a moon pattern on it the only thing that called back to his usual attire.

You smiled. “Thank you. You look really nice, Wyatt.”

“Thanks.” He held out a little plastic box with a corsage in it, a white rose surrounded by smaller, purple flowers. “This is for you.”

You admired it for a long moment. “It’s beautiful.”

“I tried to find one as beautiful as you, but this was as close as I could get.” He told you, his voice soft and sincere, hints of that wolfy confidence in his tone as he slid the bracelet onto your wrist.

“You keep talking like that, I’m gonna melt into a puddle right here on the floor.”

“Well, we wouldn’t want that, now would we?” He chuckled. “How would I take you to the dance, then?”

You shook your head at him, laughing as he offered you his arm, escorting you out to the limo. Addison’s mom, the mayor, had pulled some strings and you were grateful she did. You sat down next to Wyatt and he settled an arm on the seat behind you. After a moment, he coughed into his other elbow, eyes glowing golden once more and his moonstone shining. It was a pretty bad coughing session, and it obviously hurt him a lot. You were worried.

“Wyatt, are you alright?” You asked again, concern in your eyes.

“I’m okay.” He insisted, nodding. “I…well, I will be.”

Before you could ask what that meant, the rest of the group joined you in the limo and you took off, headed for the dance, which was being held in the town’s community center, a large, modern building that they used to host all kinds of holiday events, according to Addison. This was the first time, however, that a summer solstice had been celebrated there.

You were all making Seabrook history, in a way, and you were about to make even more. Wyatt escorted you inside, where people were laughing and dancing around on the dance floor. There was a table of snacks and beverages, and the DJ of the evening was none other than Addison’s cousin, Bucky, who looked like he was having almost too much of a good time.

The group of you took some pictures together, chatting, dancing around and having a good time. Finally, Bucky played something slow and you looked up to catch Zed standing beside him, flashing Wyatt a thumbs-up.

He took a nervous breath and turned to you. “Hey, do you wanna dance?”

“I’d love to.” You told him, taking his hand and walking out to the dance floor with him. Wyatt’s hands found your waist and tugged you closer to him as your arms settled around his shoulders while you swayed to the slow song. It was nice, dancing with him, being so close to him. It felt cosmic. Even though he didn’t know about your magic, didn’t know you were anything more than human, there was an undeniable bond between the two of you in the way only a witch and a werewolf could be bonded.

“Hey, um…could we actually go outside for a second?” He asked, eyes nervous and brimming on golden. You could tell there was a lot going on in that head of his.

“Yeah, of course. Come on.” You two walked out the door leading to the garden, which was decorated for the occasion as well, twinkling lights draped around a beautiful wooden gazebo. He led you into it, sitting on the bench within and staring up at the stars before looking back at you.

“Um, so…You like me, right?” He felt the need to check. “Like you really like me?”

“Of course I do, Wyatt, what’s going on?” You took his hand, tilting your head.

“I—” He coughed again, turning his face away from you, eyes glowing as bright as the twinkling lights all around you. Once he finally had his composure, he tried again. “This. All of this is because I’ve been hiding something from you. I just, well, I didn’t know how to tell you without…scaring you away.”

“Whatever it is, you could never scare me away. I promise. I…honestly, Wyatt, I knew there was a reason we moved here and I thought it was just that the people here would be more accepting, and they are…but the real reason we moved here is you. It has to be.”

He took a long breath, nodding. “I’m really glad you said, that actually. Because, well…I imprinted on you. That day we met.” He let out a huge breath, his eyes glowing for a moment before settling again, as though things were shifting back into place within him now that he’d finally gotten it off of his chest. “I…I imprinted on you. You’re…well, if you accept me…you’d be my mate someday. But again, I understand if…if that’s not something you want.”

You stared at him for a long moment, letting the information settle in your mind before you rushed into his arms, pulling them around yourself and resting your cheek against his shoulder. “I want that, Wyatt. I want you. I…”

“Oh thank the moon.” He let out a relieved sigh, holding you tighter and letting his head rest against yours. “This is going a lot better than I thought it would.”

“Good. But uh…there actually is one more thing.” You pulled away from him to look at him. “You haven’t been the only one keeping secrets.”

His eyebrows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“I’m not human, Wyatt.”

He took a long inhale, as though he was trying to get a whiff of what you actually were, deep down, but the glamour did a lot of things, one of which being it covered your natural scent. “You smell human.”

You chuckled. “Yeah, I bet. I…I think it’s probably just easier to show you.” You lifted a hand, summoning your magic to your fingertips and letting it cascade down your face and hair, taking off the glamour you’d used to hide for so long. You got a little choked up, tears welling in your eyes as you revealed yourself, your true self, for the first time in a very, very long time, purple hair cascading down your shoulders.

His expression melted as soon as he saw your tears, cupping your face in his warm hands and resting his forehead against yours, memorizing this new scent of yours. “Don’t cry. It’s okay. It’s okay, I promise. I…I love you (Y/N).”

You choked on a sob, meeting his eyes. “I love you, too.”

“So you’re…you’re a witch?” He asked carefully.

You nodded against him. “I’m a Moonborne. My family’s coven is from here. Willa was right. We…we abandoned you. I don’t know why they didn’t stay here and it took us so long to come back, but—”

“But you’re here now. And you’re mine. And…you’re not going anywhere this time, right?” he checked, eyes searching your own for confirmation that this was permanent.

“Right.” You nodded, whispering your promise to him. “We’re staying right here.”

He admired you for a long moment before leaning in and pressing his lips against yours, careful not to get you with his fangs. You melted against him, kissing him deeply as fireworks went off in the sky. When you returned to the friend group in a few moments, you knew everything would change. They would know who you really were, your secret would be out on the table and Wyatt would be your boyfriend.

But really, there was no way you would rather have it.

You and Wyatt walked back into the dance, hand in hand, your hair bold and purple. The others cheered, supportive and excited for you on all accounts.

“Love the new look!” Bree complimented. “But how did you do your hair so fast?”

“I’m…I’m a witch, you guys. I’m sorry I hid it from all of you for so long, but…my parents and I have been chased out of so many homes and Seabrook is the first place that’s actually felt…safe.”

“You’re a witch?” Wynter asked, looking you up and down.

And while you expected Willa to change her opinion of you once again, her expression softened too. She got it. You knew she would. “Witch or human or anything else…you’re part of our pack, (Y/N). Thank you for showing us who you really are.”

You took a long breath, giving Wyatt’s hand a little squeeze, which he reciprocated, leaning down to kiss your cheek. Though you had been afraid of Seabrook and what you might find there, now, you knew it was where you were meant to be. It had been your ancestor’s home, and now it was yours, and you knew it would be for the rest of your life.

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Zombies Headcanons- Dating Wyatt Would Incloud...

Heyyyy!!! This is my first ZOMBIES headcanon, hope you’ll like it!!!

written & published : July 18th, 2022 | word count : 780

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~ CUDDLES. our soft boy is cuddley af. Cuddling with you makes him feel like he’s protecting you from everything, which is pretty much his favorite thing to do.

~ He’s also sneaking from the cave to your house just to get a hug from you after the pack goes hunting.

~ ALL of the pack loved you since Wyatt introduced you, except for Willa. You’re human, so she needed a long time to trust you with her brother; but eventually she sees you as a part of the pack.

~ Wyatt is VERY protective of you; as I mentioned earlier, he LOVES feeling like he’s protecting you from everything in the world. He would do anything for you, if someone or something hurts you or make you miserable, he would find them and teach them what people get for messing with his girl\boy.

~ He is also a little possesive of you. Not in a bad way, he just makes sure you have his scent all over yourself  so every wolf, zombie and human being around will know that you’re his and he’s yours.

~ Your parents walked in on you laying in your bed with Wyatt’s head on your chest and your arms wrapped around him A LOT; He loves listening to your heartbeats and the feeling of being in your arms after hunting. (you do force him to shower before that though)

~ FALLING ASLEEP IN HIS ARMS. You love the warmth of his body and how protected you feel when he hugs you, and he loves how he can protect you and how calm and relaxed you look when you sleep, not to mention his amazement at how small you feel in his arms, so you two do it a lot.

~ Being the 2nd cutest couple in Seabrook High, right after Zed and Addison.

~ Getting teased by your friendgroup A LOT for being so unrealistically ADORABLE.

~ Having the cutest nicknames for each other- “moonlight” and “sunshine” are your (and his) favorites for some reason- but you call each other “my wolfy” and “my human boy\girl” a lot. (Addison laughs at you every. single. time.)

~ He’s sneaking around just to hug you from behind when you take your books from your locker

~ You do the same to him.

~ Overall you’re the cutest couple ever and I want to have your relationship.

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I had been in the foster care system since I was six. Some of the families were amazing, but there were some bad ones too. I was now sixteen and being moved into a new foster home. I was anxious since I just had a pretty abusive family, but my case worker assured me that this family was amazing. We got out of the car and I took a deep breath as I clutched my bag to me tightly. 

“Don’t worry, Y/N, I promise you’ll like it here.” Bill said with a reassuring smile. I nodded as I took in the house. He led me up the step to the front door and knocked three times. It wasn’t long before the door opened and a boy, who looked to be about my age answered. 

“Hey Jesus, is Stef or Lena home?” Bill asked. 

“Moms! Bill’s here!” The boy shouted, making me flinch. Bill noticed and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him and he gave me a gentle smile. The boy, Jesus, let us into the house and walked off to the back of the house. I looked around and smiled slightly. It was a very nice house, big, but nice. Everything was clean and decorated nicely, it felt… homely. I felt surprisingly safe. Two women walked out from the area that Jesus entered. One of them was a slender, caramel skinned, brown eyed woman with dark brown curly hair, and the other was also a slender woman with pale skin, blue eyes, and a blonde pixie cut. They both looked bery friendly and had caring eyes. I felt comfortable around them, which shocked me a bit. I wondered if it was because they were two women. 

“Bill, it’s so good to see you again.” The woman with curly hair said with a smile. 

“You too.” Bill smiled and gently pushed me a bit in front of him. I flinched slightly and looked up at him. 

“Lena, Stef, this is Y/N. Y/N this is Lena and Stef, you’re new foster parents.” He said, pointing out each one to me. They smiled at me and Lena kneeled down slightly to my level. 

“It’s nice to meet you, Y/N.” She said and I smiled slightly. 

“Bill’s told us a lot about you and we’re hoping we can make you comfortable around us.” Stef said and I clutched my bag slightly tighter. 

“Lena and Stef are great parents, Y/N.” Bill said and I looked back at him. 

“Do you promise this time?” I whispered and he knelt in front of me. 

“I promise, Y/N, you’re really gonna like it here.” He said and I took a deep breath. 

“Moms! Jesus is eating all the turkey!” A girl shouted from the room behind them. I flinched at the shouting and the two women noticed. 

“I’ll go take care of it.” Stef said and walked off. 

“Sorry, Y/N, there’s a lot of kids in the house so it can get loud sometimes.” Lena said with an apologetic smile. I nodded and glanced at Bill. 

“You can always put your headphones in.” He said and I looked over at Lena. 

“Yeah, of course.” She said with a smile. I smiled at her, letting go of my bag slightly. 

“Just as long as you’ll take them out if we need to talk to you.” She added and I nodded. Suddenly there were loud footsteps coming down the steps and I flinched again. 

“Hey Momma, I was wondering if- Oh, sorry.” A boy who looked slightly older than me said as he got off the last step. 

“Brandon, this is Y/N, she’s going to be staying with us. Y/N, this is our eldest son and Stef’s biological son, Brandon.” Lena introduced us. 

“Hey, nice to meet you.” He smiled and I gave him a small smile. 

“Would you mind showing her to her room? If that’s alright with you, Y/N?” She asked and I glanced at Bill once again. He gave me a reassuring nod and I looked back at the boy. 

“O-Okay.” I whispered. Lena smiled at me and Brandon nodded. 

“Sure, follow me.” He said and headed up the stairs again. I quietly followed him up and down a hallway. It was the third door on the right. He opened the door and it was a pretty basic room with neutral colors. 

“Moms will let you pick out some things for your room if you don’t like the colors. I’m sure they’ll even let you paint it if you want.” He said as he let me inside. I placed my bag on the bed and glanced round. 

“It’s nice.” I said quietly and he tilted his head at me slightly. 

“You’re not much of a talker, are you?” He asked and I blushed slightly. 

“Uh… I don’t really like new homes…” I whispered. Brandon smiled at me and nodded. 

“Yeah, Callie was kind of the same way when she got here… Well maybe she was the opposite, she kind of lashed out.” He said and my eyes widened. I instinctively wrapped my arms around my middle to try and hide myself a bit. Brandon noticed and his eyes widened a bit. 

“Oh, you don’t need to worry about her doing any of that now, she’s way calmer.” He said and I nervously smiled. 

“Hey B, I see you got Y/N settling in.” Stef came in with a smile. She looked at me and her smile faltered a bit as she noticed my body language. 

“Did something happen?” She asked, worriedly. 

“I was telling her about when Callie first got here and I think it kind of scared her a bit…” Brandon said and Stef took a deep breath. 

“Why don’t you go downstair and keep the other’s out of Momma’s hair while she’s talking with Bill.” She said to Brandon and he nodded. He left and it was just me and Stef. 

“Can I sit?” She asked and motioned to the bed. I nodded and she took a seat at the end. 

“Will you sit with me?” She asked. I hesitated for a moment, but sat next to her with a bit of space between us. 

“Listen, Y/N, I can promise you will be safe here. Our other kids will protect you from whatever and if anything does happen then you can come to Lena or myself and we’ll help and protect you.” She said and I bit my lip. 

“R-Really?” I whispered and she nodded. 

“We want you to be comfortable here.” She said and I smiled slightly. 

*Three Months Later* 

Staying at the Adams-Fosters house was a dream come true. Lena and Stef were amazing parents and my foster siblings were great too. However, I still couldn’t shake my past. The previous families that abused me plagued me in my nightmares and it made it hard to sleep most nights. Stef and Lena tried their best to help me, but nothing seemed to work. My siblings were growing irritated with my night terrors, but there really wasn’t much I could do. I tried my best, but the only thing that worked was to not sleep. I could only not sleep for so long before I pass out and the nightmares returned. 

I was sitting at the dining table doing homework with my headphones on as I tried to stay awake. I slightly heard the front door open and looked up to see Callie and Wyatt walking inside. Wyatt smiled at me and I returned it. I looked back down at my homework, but felt the floor vibrate near me. I looked up to see them sitting down with me and I took my headphones out. 

“Mind if we sit with you while we work on our project?” Callie asked and I shook my head. She smiled and turned to face Wyatt. They worked on their project and I worked on my homework. I could feel myself not being able to focus without my music. I was so tired and shook my head slightly to try and wake myself up a bit. 

“Y/N?” I turned my head to see Wyatt looking at me with concern. Callie wasn’t there anymore and I sent him a confused look. 

“Mariana took her for a bit. Are you okay?” He asked and I forced a smile. 

“Yeah… fine.” I whispered. I looked back down at my work, but felt a hand touch mine. I flinched and looked up to see Wyatt retecting his hand. 

“Sorry.” He said and I shook my head. 

“It’s okay, I just wasn’t expecting it.” I quietly said. He hesitantly placed his hand back on mine and I sent him a small smile. 

“You look tired, are you sure you’re okay?” He asked and I sighed. 

“I am tired…” I said and he looked concerned. 

“Why don’t you go take a nap or something?” He asked and I quickly shook my head. 

“Why not?” He asked and I bit my lip. 

“The nightmares are too real… they never stop.” I whispered and I frowned. I heard Callie coming back and quickly took my hand away from his. I went back to doing my homework and ignored Wyatt’s worried stares the rest of the time he was here. 

It was a week later that I saw Wyatt. He came over to work on the project with Callie again. I was sitting in the living room as they were working in the dining room. I was watching T.V., but noting was really registering. I was so tired I could hardly concentrate on anything. I didn’t even notice when someone sat down next to me, until a hand was waving in front of my face. I blinked a few time and looked over to see Wyatt looking at me with a worried expression. 

“Oh, hey, sorry I guess I spaced out.” I said, trying to cover up the truth. He shook his head and I furrowed my brow at him. 

“You don’t need to lie, Y/N.” He said and I tilted my head at him. 

“What?” I asked.

“I know you’re dead tired, it’s obvious. Your family even noticed.” He said and my eyes widened slightly. 

“Listen, I think I have something that could help.” He said and pulled out a box from behind him. He handed it to me and I looked down at the box confused. I opened it and found a black and orange dreamcatcher inside. I smiled slightly as I held it up. 

“I know Halloween is your favorite holiday, so I thought you’d like this the best.” He said and I smiled at him. 

“I don’t know if it’ll help, but thank you.” I said quietly. 

“Wanna go try it out? Callie and I finished the project and I’m staying for dinner.” He said and I blushed slightly. 

“Lena and Stef don’t like us having boys in our rooms.” I whispered. 

“We can keep the door open and I won’t even be in the bed with you.” He suggested. I blushed and looked down at the dreamcatcher. I kind of wanted to share a bed with Wyatt, but I didn’t want to break the rules and get in trouble. 

“If you don’t want to-” 

“No, we can try it…” I whispered. He smiled and got up. He offered me his hand and I took it with a small smile. We went up to my room and he hung the dreamcatcher above my bed for me. I smiled as I got into my bed. I felt my eyes almost instantly droop and he placed my blanket over me. I gently grabbed his hand and gently pulled. 

“Stay with me?” I whispered. 

“I wasn’t going to leave, Y/N, just sit in your chair over there.” He pointed at my desk chair. I shook my head and gently pulled him into the bed with me. 

“I don’t want you to get in trouble.” He said quietly. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I snuggled into his side and his arm wrapped around me. It didn’t take me long to fall asleep. 

*Wyatt’s POV* 

Y/N had fallen asleep in my arms and I smiled down at her slightly. She looked so peaceful and I gently moved some hair from her face. I saw a slight bit of drool falling from the corner of her mouth and chuckled. She was dead asleep and didn’t seem to be bothered. I hope the dreamcatcher was actually working and her nightmares wouldn’t bother her while she slept. Someone knocked on her door and I stiffened as my head shot up. Brandon was standing there with wide eyes. 

“Hey, uh, I know I’m not supposed to be in here, but Y/N asked me to stay and just kind of pulled me into the bed with her…” I said and Brandon just stared at us.

“I’ll just go-” 

“No! Don’t move.” He said and I looked at him confused. 

“What?” I asked. 

“How long has she been asleep?” He asked. 

“Uh, maybe thirty minutes?” I answered and he looked at me shocked. 

“She hasn’t slept for more than ten minutes without a nightmare.” He said and my eyes widned. 

“I got her a dreamcatcher to try and help and we were just testing it out…” I said and he smiled. 

“Just stay with her, I’ll come get you guys when dinner is done. Moms are gonna be so happy.” He said and rushed off. I looked down at Y/N and she snuggled into me with a smile. I smiled down at her and looked up at the dreamcatcher I got. I hope it continues to help her.

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[slytherinshua]

THE JEALOUSY OF A GOD

genre. greek god au. slightly fluffy. warnings. descriptions of war. jealousy. abduction(?). wyatt bleeds ichor not blood. only loosely proofread. wyatt and reader are married. pairing. ares!wyatt x demeter!reader. (ft. helios!seungjun & apollo!hyojin). wc. 1.4k. request. no. a/n. ares is the god of war, demeter is the goddess of harvest for those unaware. we're going to ignore the fact that demeter is hera's sister and ares is hera's son bcuz... yeah. there's sm incest in greek mythology help??? also i kinda hate this i think it's bad so i'm sorry also the ending is kinda rushed but my brain gave up....

You couldn’t help the way your heart broke a little as you surveyed the sight of all the trampled flowers, torn grass, and squashed bushes. Blood painted them, making what was a luscious thriving green appear brown and dirty. All of your hard work had gone to waste again— all because of Jaeyoung.

As the god of war, it seemed wherever Jaeyoung went, war would follow. He was generally disliked amongst the other gods because of the violence that always broke out due to his rashness. He had a tendency to be hot headed and think with his spear rather than his head. This was at the expense of many poor humans, as well as your poor flowers. You could never hate him for it, though.

Though the god of war and the goddess of harvest were possibly the two most unlikely pairing, your love was written in the stars, predicted and destined to be since the beginning of time. Jaeyoung was by no means the perfect god, but you were far from perfect yourself. His rashness balanced your overly cautious nature, and his push to take risks had been beneficial many times in the past. At the same time, your thoughtfulness had gotten him out of trouble on numerous occasions over the centuries. 

When it came down to it, Jaeyoung was someone who you would always come back to. His loyalty made him more trustworthy than any other god or goddess you knew, and you knew he would always stand by you no matter what and listen to all your concerns. The love and peace of mind he gave you was far more precious than your field of flowers— you could always grow them back.

His wars didn’t happen as often as they used to due to your influence on him. He knew how much you hated bloodshed in general, and you had his word that it would only happen when absolutely unavoidable. You were sure this battlefield was the same.

Broken spears and bloodied bodies remained hidden amongst the tall grass and broken flower stems. You walked through the field, watching as fresh grass and poppies sprouted wherever your feet touched. You carried a basket of ambrosia and a goblet of nectar, intent on giving them to your lover. 

Jaeyoung still stood at the other end of the field, ordering his warriors around to check for the dead. He didn’t seem to notice your presence yet, but as you drew closer, he turned around from the brush of your footsteps through the grass.

“Love, why are you here so early? It has not been an hour since the fighting ceased.” He said warily, his deep voice drawing goosebumps out from your skin. He sheathed his sword and cupped your cheek, the familiarity of his rough hands against your smooth skin made your eyes flutter closed. Whether it was in the intimacy of your own or moments after a battle, his touch still held boundless love for you.

“You’re getting gold on me.” You said softly, noticing every movement he took. He drew his hand back, feeling the ichor drips from his fingertips. He wiped it away, and then swept across your cheek where it had stained, returning your skin to its smooth untainted state.

“Forgive me— I have not yet had the chance to tend to my wounds.” He replied.

“I am sorry for coming so early and unannounced. I could not rest while you were not home. I would like to tend to the field before Seungjun’s chariot reaches the west.” You said slowly, searching his eyes for his approval. He nodded, accepting the ambrosia and nectar from you and withdrawing to the shade of a tree to partake in the nourishment. 

You trailed along the edge of the field, letting your touch slowly heal the Earth, life sprouting from your very fingertips. Jaeyoung watched you intently, pondering over your differences as he often did. You breathed life into everything you touched, allowing the flowers to bloom, the crops to mature, and humanity to continue. His existence brought death and chaos, fear and loss following him at every turn. 

It was a delicate dance; life and death.  

When you were satisfied with the flowers now blooming on the field, you ambled back towards the tree that Jaeyoung was now sleeping under. The battle must have tired him out. You knelt beside him, brushing a wet cloth against the cuts that still leaked gold from his body. Your husband was strong as most gods were, but you still cared for him as if he was the most delicate piece of glass.

You knew it was strange how you loved him. Your love for him resembled humans’ love, not the love of a god. Jaeyoung had filled every last piece of your heart, and you loved him with your entire being. It had taken a long time for him to even get a sliver of affection out of you, and you often remembered the days where his efforts to win you over were met with silence from you. You used to despise how treacherous he was; how much pain his wars caused. But it wasn’t entirely his true nature.

Yes, he fought, but he fought for the right causes and he was loyal to his men. You had grown tired of how fickle your fellow gods were. They betrayed each other as if it were their only entertainment, and you would be hard pressed to find a god who had no enemies.

The other gods of Olympus hated Jaeyoung because he had stopped being like them. Once he had met you, and quickly fallen in love, he dedicated his life to you. You were present in all of his thoughts, and he would turn on the whole world before he turned on you. There was not a single other god who you could say possessed such devotion. 

The least you could do to return his affection was keeping him as safe as possible. You had never told him how hard you worked to keep connections with the other gods of Olympus. Over half of them were more than ready to kick both you and Jaeyoung out after one of his more rebellious encounters. You convinced them to not strip your husband of his powers, but even now, you had yet to soothe Hera and Athena’s anger. 

You were wary of Hera especially. She didn’t forgive others easily, and was known to be jealous and wicked. You knew she was planning something against Jaeyoung even now, and you were anxious to find out what it was. You weren’t sure what else you could do to get you back in her good graces.

Jaeyoung stirred awake at your touch, already alert as soon as he opened his eyes. He glanced up at you, quickly checking that everything was alright before sitting up.

“No one would be able to tell that a battle happened on this field.” His eyes trailed over the fresh flowers and healthy grass; now looking much unlike the field he had fallen asleep to. He then turned back to you, “Thank you for cleaning it up.” 

You simply cupped his face and pressed a kiss to his lips, which he gladly reciprocated. It was your silent way of reminding him that you were more than willing to do anything for him. He was yours and you were his for the rest of time, and nothing could ever separate him from you.

You travelled back to Olympus; Jaeyoung seemed cheerful, while you were more cautious. Something in your gut was telling you that now was not the time to show your faces in Zeus’s throne room. You dissuaded your husband from announcing his return, and led him back to your chambers instead, urging him to rest more and promising him to be back within an hour.

But you didn’t return within an hour, and Jaeyoung’s worry grew with each passing minute. Hyojin— the god of archery, music, and poetry— burst in, and with a few quick words of explanation, Jaeyoung’s heart sank. He knew that he had gotten on Hera’s bad side; his willingness to do anything for you only reminded her of how unsuitable her own husband was to her. Jaeyoung knew that she held no fondness for him, but he had never accounted for the full extent of her jealousy. 

Hera had captured you, and Jaeyoung had no doubt that she would do whatever it took to get what she wanted out of him, using you as her leverage.

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[bories]

posting this as promised >:))

fair warning. this is meant to take place like. in the middle of a much longer story so it may seem kind of wonky,, but i did try to explain as much as i could:))

((i'll be posting the *incomplete* map i made to help visualize the setting a bit))

st☆rgazing ... wyatt lykensen x reader

word count: 926, warnings: none :)

    "The bridge tonight." The words repeated themselves in your head. His note seemed so out of the blue, especially with everything going on, and you had so many questions.

    There was a loose plank in the fence around Zombietown that led into the Forbidden Forest. You and Zoey would take Zander on walks through there, usually staying close to the fence, though.

    Every step you take places you further into the dark forest. The excitement's growing inside you, you couldn't really deny your developing feelings for Wyatt. Although, you were also becoming more and more afraid. Afraid of what Wyatt wants, why specifically in the Forest, the fact that every tree looks the same in the dark,

    What could he want with me? At night, in the dark, this deep in the Forbidden Forest?

    After just a few minutes of walking however, you manage to reach the fence you were looking for. You slip through the chain-link fence where it had been worn down and torn apart. Not much farther ahead is the bridge over the Wide Creek. It seems almost inviting as the sight of it contrasts from the rest of the forest. The trees part over the creek, allowing moonlight to shine through. The light makes the water look as if it's glowing, and the brown wood of the bridge looks like something from a book, simple in design, stained different colors over time, gnawed by animals.

    You walk over to the bridge and put a hand on the wooden rail. "Wyatt?" you call out, looking across the bridge. Nothing stands out in the confusion of foliage and shadows. "Wyatt?" you try again. "Wyatt," you step onto the bridge, "are you out there?"

    "Not out there," a voice startles you from behind, "but I am behind you." He looks smug, proud of himself for spooking you.

    "Wyatt! Jeez, how long have you been out here?"

    "Not long," he steps forward, closing the distance between you two. You stumble backwards, just a step, caught off guard by the sudden proximity. "You ready?"

    You can feel your face heat up, "For what?"

    "You trust me?" he asks, his head tilted down, looking up at you.

    You stare almost blankly into his eyes, considering it for a moment. He seems so eager, not a hint of malice. You nod slowly and whisper, "Yeah."

    He gives you a wide, childlike grin and steps past you. "Then come on," he smiles, holding a hand out to you.

    You take his hand, returning his smile, and he begins to run deeper into the Forest, pulling you along. You weave through trees and jump over shrubs, staggering along behind him. The rush makes you feel carefree, the feeling fills you and you laugh.

    Soon, the trees grow more and more sparse, until you're running through a field and, eventually, up a hill.

    "Where are we going?!" you ask with a laugh.

    "Just wait!" he calls back to you, "You'll see!"

    The two of you trudge up the hill, hands interlocked the whole way. Once you reach the top, you stumble and crash onto the grass laughing, finally releasing Wyatt's hand. He immediately misses your touch, although he'd never tell you. You roll around and catch your breath. Wyatt sits beside you to your left, stretching his legs out in front of himself.

    "So," you start, "what are we doing up here?" You sit up and look at him expectantly.

    "Well, you mentioned once that you'd always wanted to go stargazing," then you understood, "then I remembered how some of the other wolves and I used to come up here growing up and stuff," he trails off.

    "You really remembered that?" You feel warm, and very honestly surprised he cared enough to do something like this with you, especially since it was just said in passing.

    "Well, I just wanted to do something nice, you know? As a thank you."

    Now he's lost you, "Thank you for what?"

    "For caring, about Werewolves, I mean," he shifts his gaze to the ground in front of him, "Not many people do, or ever really have."

    "You shouldn't have to thank me for that," you smile. "But this is really nice, so thank you, too." He looks back into your eyes, and neither of you notice, but he's started leaning into you.

   "Anytime," he says, barely above a whisper. You grin, and look up at the stars. Wyatt does the same.

    "Is that a constellation?"

    "Where?"

    You point and lean into Wyatt, "There! See, I think it might be Andromeda," you say brightly. "Although, it has been a while since I've brushed up on my constellations," you chuckle as you drop your arm to your lap.

    "Yeah, I think it is," he responds.

    You sigh fondly, "The stars are so beautiful, aren't they? They're so mesmerizing, sort of elegant."

    Wyatt turns to you, "Absolutely." Now you turn to him. You look away as fast you'd seemed to lean in. Wyatt doesn't move as you begin to fiddle with some blades of grass.

"Thanks again for this," you break the silence softly, never looking away from the grass in between your fingers.

Wyatt finally shifts his gaze to the sky, "We should do things like this more often, me and you."

"Me and you."

You hum in agreement. Then, smiling to yourself, you lean back on your hands and look up at the stars. "I think so, too."

Together.

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die for you , part 1

“ swear i couldn’t sleep a wink last night ”

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→ t.harley48 don’t forget about me

→ jake30oettinger you literally told me too

→ mush__27 good lord how many people did you tell (i know about it too)

→ ilia_quadg0d_malinin you told an ENTIRE nhl team. yourusername

→ yourusername ……..i told you first…..?

→ jasonrob19 what are we talking about

nickrobertson01 that’s not one of your jackets…

→ yourusername how would you know if you haven’t been in my closet 🤨

→ nickrobertson01 you just gave me a closet tour on ft yesterday…..?

→ jasonrob19 then whose jacket is it?????

→ yourusername no one i swear it’s mine 😰😰

jamiebenn14 is that not a literal nightgown?

→ yourusername stop judging my stylistic choices 💔

→ tseguin82 THAT’S WHAT I WAS THINKING

→ yourusername you old men are NOT hip with the kids

→ jpav8 you’re breaking our hearts here 😔😔

username33 is that or is that not the outside of an ice rink???

username20 i swear to god she’s seeing trevor

username94 someone tell me i’m insane because i swear i’ve seen the ducks practice there before

→ username17 no no you’re not insane i think you’re right 😰

→ username11 lmfao maybe she just practices there too???

hhinee so to be clear, “him” is HIM right?

→ yourusername yes yes you’re right roop

→ jasonrob19 why do i not know what you’re talking about

username6 IF I’M RIGHT, i think i’ve seen that backpack in the background of one of trevor’s stories before…

logan.stankoven so what i’m hearing is if you hang out with him, you leave us alone?

→ yourusername what happened to the kid that BEGGED for my autograph when i showed up to one of the texas stars games

→ logan.stankoven YOU SAID YOU WOULD NEVER BRING THAT UP

→ yourusername 🙄

→ wyattjohnston_ HE BEGGED?????

_quinnhughes cool fit i like it 👍

→ yourusername aw thank you ☺️

→ username37 OH MY GOD IS IT QUINN

→ username72 WHAT THE FUCK WAIT A SECOND

colecaufield i see you’ve been gaining more attention..

→ yourusername are you saying i’m not successful enough to regularly get attention??

→ colecaufield oh my god YOU ALWAYS DO THIS

_alexturcotte i have never seen someone leave mid-convo as quickly as i just did

→ yourusername you were with him?

→ _alexturcotte no he just stopped typing all of a sudden

→ yourusername so you were.. texting him????

→ _alexturcotte yeah??

→ yourusername THEN HOW TF DID YOU SEE HIM LEAVE??

→ _alexturcotte I DONT FUCKING KNOW I WAS JUST YAPPING

→ yourusername you know for someone so smart, sometimes you make no sense 😭

mush__27 you being 1,500 miles away should be a crime

→ yourusername oh stop complaining i was literally back home like 8 hours ago

username17 has trevor not commented yet??

→ username99 it’s not as if he comments frequently

jake30oettinger you’re so not slick

→ yourusername that’s great i’m so glad you noticed even though you literally didn’t know until i told you!

→ jasonrob19 PLEASE GOD JUST TELL ME 😔

next chapter notes ) your bitch is back with a trevor au and this time it’s gonna be irl + smau because i was fucking STRUGGLING with feather.. and also i’m thinking of the nickname being lacey because i think it’s just so cute and also i got a whole backstory and all… 😈 but regarding ilia malinin and all of my favorite dallas stars.. yall might have to know some stars and figure skating lore for this one but i don’t really think it’s gonna affect the plot of the story or the story itself (you just might not know who anyone is 😭😭) as always if you wanna be tagged, just comment or dm me!!

[harlowarchives]

Pls text convo with jack but like sexting when you are in different cities at night and miss each other 🥰

texts with 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊!

the two of you are both in deep need of sex.

🏷️ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 ⁱ : @lexxlovesjack @iknowdatsrightbih @iheartharlow @livsters @honeyharlows @killatravtramp @jackmanduh @itsyagirljaz

[redpool]

you uhh... thinkin' what i'm thinkin'????

(photo credit to @karmagraveyard)

[nattinatalia]

URBAN WYATT X HARLOW SIS : STUDIO TIME

A/N : My timelines are all over the place with this universe so just enjoy. Also, this is where Jack and Clay find out they’re dating 🙊 A huge shoutout to my bestie westie @harlowcomehome for helping me with this.!!!!!!

⚠️ Warning : SMUT AHEAD 18+ ONLY!

“No, no, no.” Jack groans.

“Y/N act right and stop making moaning sounds.” Clay shutters, rolling his eyes.

“I’m not a singer so I don’t know what you want me to do.” You tell them, sitting down on the chair they had inside the booth.

When your brothers invited you to spend the day with them, you didn’t know it would be in the studio or that they would ask you to try to sing a verse to one of Jack’s new songs.

“You’re not supposed to sing, just read it off normal.”

You raise your eyebrows immediately, “Then why does Jack always does that annoying deep voice?”

“I DO NOT.”

Clay laughs, “I’m sorry bro, but she got you there because you do.”

He rolls his eyes. “Whatever, just do the damn verse.”

The door to the studio opens and once you see who it is, you start getting warm all over your body.

“Urb, please help me with her.” Jack exclaims dramatically.

“What did she do now?”

You gasp and face Urban. “Excuse me? I’m not that bad.”

He smirks “Sorry, little one, but you are.”

“Stop calling me little one.” You mumble out, looking down at the piece of paper Jack had handed you.

“Why do you want me to sing this verse anyway? Don’t you have a bunch of little side chicks who would love to be in your little album?”

Jack rolls his eyes, “Clay helps me with the beats, you help me with the chorus. I thought it would be a cool sibling thing to do. But if you don’t want to, you can leave.”

“She wants to do it. She’s just nervous.” Urban speaks up. “Why don’t you two go get some fresh air and I’ll stay here with her.”

“Leave you two alone?.” Clay chuckles. “So you two can kill each other? No thanks.”

“We’re two grown adults, we can put our childhood rivalry aside.” Urban shrugs, taking a sip of his water.

“Okay, fine. I need a little distraction.” Jack says, he grabs his keys and phone. “You know what button to push to record right?”

“Yes.”

“Alright, we’ll be back.”

“Take your time.” You yell out.

Both your brothers walk out the door, but not without giving a double look at both Urban and you.

You quickly take off the headphones you were wearing and stand up.

“Soo.” Urban starts, walking into the little space of the booth. “Need a little distraction?”

You smile, “Get over here and kiss me.”

Urban held his finger up to his lips to shush you, worried your brothers would overhear.

“They can’t hear us over their own thoughts” You rolled your eyes as Urban walked toward you.

He starts placing soft wet kisses against your neck and collarbone, you closed your eyes as you moaned into his ear. The smell of weed and cologne filling the air, only made you want him more.

“Babe, they’re outside” you breathed against him.

“Then we better make it quick” he whispered before grabbing you by the waist and placing you against the soundboard.

Your skirt made it easy for him, using his warm hand to spread your legs.

“Urb- be careful. Jack will kill us if we-“

“Don’t mention your brother when I’m face to face with your vagina” Urban groaned before letting out a soft laugh.

The palms of your hands rested against the soundboard as you threw your head back. Urban took his time against your folds, flicking his tongue quickly against you as your legs trembled.

“Holy fuck- I can’t. I can’t. I need you” you started to babble.

Urban didn’t wait, taking that as his signal. He crawled on top of you, as best as he could without putting his weight on anything.

“There!” You pointed to the studio couch, not wanting to wait another minute.

Urban picked you up, slapping your butt before moving to the couch. He dug in his pockets for a condom, ripping the edge of the wrapper with his teeth before hurriedly sliding it on.

You both let out a moan louder than intended as you took his length.

“We have to be fast” you moaned between thrusts.

“Don’t worry, I will be” he laughed as your moans only grew louder. He knew that you weren’t able to control your noise level, something he loved about you.

It only took a few minutes before you panicked, pulling Urban by the hair to kiss you. Your muffled moans escaped inside his mouth as the two of you orgasmed one after the other.

***************

After your little distraction, you and Urban actually decided on working on the chorus your brother wanted you to do.

You were both laughing about something random, when your brothers walked in.

“Well I’m surprised both of you are still alive.” Clay says.

You shrug, “We don’t actually hate each other you know that right?”

Jack rolls his eyes, “Yeah we know, you two share some sibling love.”

You start to cough, “Hmm not really.” You say between coughs, trying to play it off that you got disgusted by your brother's comment.

“Anyway.” Urban starts. “She was able to do the verse. It’s all recorded so you can listen to it.” He says as he sits down next to you on the couch that was across the room.

Clay and Jack make their way to the table where all the different buttons are. What are they for? You had no idea that’s why you didn’t dare mess with their stuff.

“Alright, let’s hear what you got.”

“Don’t mention your brother when I’m face to face with your vagina” Urban groaned before letting out a soft laugh.

“Urb- be careful. Jack will kill us if we-“

“Holy fuck- I can’t. I can’t. I need you” you started to babble.

“WHAT THE FUCK?” Both Clay and Jack yell.

Urban and you immediately stand up, you run towards your brothers and start pushing random buttons so the recording could stop playing against the speakers.

You turn around to face your brothers, face red with embarrassment. “I-I can explain that.”

“Explain what? That you made a porno with my best friend?” Jack yells.

“Don’t be dramatic, we didn’t do it on purpose.” You tell him.

“OKAY SO EXPLAIN TO US WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?”

“Dude, relax so we can talk about thi-“

“Do not tell me to relax when I just heard my best friend and little sister having sex.” Jack yells.

“Technically, we weren’t having sex yet, he was just-“

“Y/N.” Clay yells.

“Babe.” Urban says, shaking his head.

“BABE? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN BABE?” Jack starts getting red on the face.

Clay glares at Urban, “Are you two together, together? Or what the hell is going on?”

You nod, “We’re together.”

“Since when?” Jack snaps.

Urban starts scratching at his neck with nerves, but answers anyway, “Her birthday party.”

“We went official after my birthday party.” You shrug.

“Which one? The LA one or the one mom threw?”

“Does it matter? They’ve been dating for months and hid it from everyone. What is mom going to say?” Jack asks, he does a double take, “Mom knows doesn’t she?”

“She has her suspicions, but I haven’t confirmed anything yet.”

Jack shakes his head, glaring at both Urban and you. “YOU TWO KEPT THIS FROM ME. MY BEST FRIEND AND MY LITTLE SISTER, HOW DO YOU THINK THAT MAKES ME FEEL?”

“Dude I know it feels shitty finding out the way that you did. I wanted to tell you sooner but your sister-“ You elbow Urban in the ribs

It’s your turn to glare at your boyfriend, “Yes me, I didn’t want to tell my two annoyingly over protective brothers that I was dating one of their friends. I knew how you were gonna react so I wanted time to see where it’ll go and see if there was a way to smoothly tell you about it.”

“This shit is so fucked up, what we heard, no sibling should ever hear that. You two going at it in my work space.” Jack shakes his head in disgust.

“Y/N” Clay starts. “Go home.”

You furrow your eyebrows, “Don’t tell me what to do Clayborn. Let me explain-“

Jack scoffs, “I don’t want to hear a word from you, if anything Urb can speak for you. But you’re my sister, you knew from the start that my friends were off limits and you crossed that line anyway.”

“Your rule was a stupid rule and you did it only because you noticed I had a crush on him since middle school.” You roll your eyes.

“Can you just leave please? Can you do that?”

“Jackman-“ you start

Urban grabs a hold of your hand. “Babe, let’s just go.”

Jack chuckles, shaking his head, glaring at our hands intertwined together. “She can go, we need to work.”

You roll your eyes, “Okay. I’ll see you guys tomorrow for the show.”

Jack stands up, “No you won’t, I don’t want you coming anymore.”

It’s Urban’s turn to glare at Jack, “Dude come on.”

“She knew what she was doing. I told her plenty of times not to cross that line and she did it anyway. I’m pissed, I have every right to be.” He snaps.

“Just so you know, I didn’t do it to spite you.” You sigh before continuing.

“I tried really fucking hard to follow your idiotic rule, to stay away from him. I fucking moved away from home because I couldn’t handle not being with him the way I wanted to be. I thought with time and with you being an adult, you’d realize it was childish to begin with but I was wrong. You’ll always fault me for loving him and that’s too bad because I know deep down, I’ll never stop and you’ll never be okay with it and I guess I have to live with that.”

Urban turns your way to look at you, “Baby.” He says it so sympathetic, and you know just then how really down you were for him.

You shake your head. “Stay, do what you have to do here and I’ll see you later.” You squeeze his hand before letting it go and walking out the room without any other word.

Urban sighs and looks at Jack and Clay. “I crossed a line, I know that.” He continues. “But it’s also unfair that you knew of our feelings for each other and your solution was to say we were off limits.”

“You’re my best friend.” Jack scoffs.

“And she’s your sister.” Urban exclaims.

“Is she though?” Jack shrugs. “If she would be my blood sister, she wouldn’t have betrayed me like that.”

“Jack.” Clay warns.

Urban immediately starts getting annoyed. “That’s fucked up what you’re even trying to say.”

Jack shrugs, “I’m pissed off, I’m allowed to say what I want.”

“Not when shit like that can hurt her.”

“Can we just get back to work?” Jack asks.

“What do you need me here for? Because the last thing I want is to be here while you talk down about my girlfriend.” Urban snaps.

Clay sighs, “Go check up on her, I got it down here.”

“No-“ Jack starts but gets cut off by the glare Clay throws at him. “Fine, go.”

Urban starts walking towards the door but stops halfway to look at his best friend. “Like she said, we tried really hard not to act out on our feelings. You were always her first concern, even if it meant hurting me in the process. That girl, your sister, man she’s it for me and I know you won’t believe me because of my past, but what she said, made me realize that Y/N and I? We’re endgame and it’ll be disappointing if you can’t forgive us and accept it. I love her and I’m not hiding it anymore.”

With those last words, Urban walks out leaving the two brothers alone to think and process everything that just happened.

*************

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[a-moment-captured]

Bless you Urban Wyatt and may you have all the weed you want in 2024 for taking this beautiful portrait of Joe Burrow and sharing it with us.

[call-to-the-wyatt]

Do you have any cuddling with Wyatt Headcannons?

aaaaaahhhhh YES!!! that's probably going to be my fav to write so far :)

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writing : July 22, 2022-July 29, 2022 | Posting : July 29, 2022 | word count : 641

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~ So, cuddling with Wyatt. That's prbably the best thing that can happen to you- and him.

~ He LOVES the feeling of having you in his arms, he feels like he can protect you from everything that way.

~ He would cuddle with you in any position- spoons, face to face, you can ask for anything and you'll get it.

~ After he's hunting, he has a lot of adrenalin, so he comes to you- you're pretty much the only one who can calm him. So, after he's hunting, you find yourself in your bed with his head on your chest- your heartbeats calm him, and he feels safe at last.

~ Also the perfect way for you to fall asleep in the winter- his body is so warm you forget everything about how cold it is outside. And he feels like he can MELT right there when you cuddle closer to him to keep your warmth. dw, Willa took a picture of his face for you ;)

~ I feel like Wyatt is a sucker for calming you when you have a nightmare. If you cuddle at night you’ll probably fall asleep in his arms- which he LOVES- and he’ll notice it when you start act like you’re having a nightmare. So he’ll wake you up, let you cry into his chest for a while, bring you water and help you calm down so you can sleep again. he swears he never been so thankful like when you fall asleep again and have no nightmares.

~ You do the same when he has nightmares.

~ As I said, our dear Wyatt LOVES it when you fall asleep in his arms. It makes him feel like you feel safe enough with him and trust him enough to know he’ll keep you safe in your sleep- which he definitely does.

~ Your parents walked in to check on you and Wyatt, and found you sleeping in his arms, when you look more peaceful than they ever seen you and he looks at you like you’re the most precious thing he ever saw. They took TONES of pictures.

~ Wyatt will make you feel like you and him are the only people on earth, look into your eyes and play with your hair until you’ll cuddle closer to him and whisper, ‘I love you, Wyatt” in the most adorable voice ever. Of course he’ll smile instantly and say, “I love you too, Y\N” and kiss your hair.

~ You’re cuddling EVERYWHERE. You needed to explain people why you’re late too many times. none of them will ever forget this, and they’ll tease you for YEARS after this. But it’s understandable, because his puppy eyes are WAY too irresistible.

~ Whenever you’re in the wolves’ cave, you play with the puppies before cuddling with Wyatt. Long story short, you wake up and find yourself cuddling between all of the puppies AND Wyatt. The rest of the pack found it very funny.

~ His fav position is spoons. When he’s the big spoon, he feels like he’s protecting you from everything, and he can be sure you’re safe and right by his side all night. When he’s the little spoon, he feel like he can finally relax. He cares a lot about his pack, obviously, so when he’s between your arms, feeling your heart beating on his back, he feels like he can relax- like he’s safe, and the pack is safe, and he can finally calm down.

~ Speaking of which, you’re the first person who made him sleep all night. He’s a wolf, so his sleep is very light, but with you he sleeps deeply and all night long. You make him feel safe enough to fall asleep like a kid, and Willa is very thankful for that. Her brother haven’t slept so well in YEARS.

~ Just cuddle with this boi whenever you can. It’s amazing.

[thatztyv]

Hickies and Teasing

(I kinda don’t like this but I haven’t updated in a while so..)

Description:

- Teasing Urban about the hickies on his neck

Word Count:

- 1.6k

Ki'Asia Moore

(kie- a-she-uh  more)

"Dru I just love how you called yo barber to come to my house", I said as I walked into my living room.

"My boy had to come get me straight before he left town", he chuckled.

I rolled my eyes and sat on the couch between Jack and Urban.

"How are my two favorite white boys?", I said putting my arms on their shoulders.

"We're good", Jack chuckled.

"Asia I need a favor", Urban said making me arch a brow.

"What you need?"

"I need you to make me some pants by Friday."

"It's Wednesday Urb", I sighed.

"Love you Asia", he said and patted my back.

"You make me sick", I said rolling my eyes.

"Now when I ask you to make me something you cuss me out", Jack said.

"That's cause you wait til the night before an event to tell me. Be having me rushing to get some shit done for you", I said and mean mugged him.

"I be forgetting to let you know ahead of time", he chuckled.

"Mmhm", I hummed before standing up.

I walked over to my black recliner and sat down letting the bottom up.

"Alright Dru, how you like it?", Matt said handing him a mirror.

"You do yo shit everytime man, 'preciate it", Druski said handing him his mirror back and standing up.

"No problem", Matt said setting the mirror back in his bag.

"How I look T?", he asked walking to the couch beside me.

"You look presentable", I hummed.

"Matt since you're here, you'll shape up my beard?", Urb asked getting up from the couch and walking to the chair Dru was sitting in before.

"For sure", Matt said as he cleaned off his clippers.

Urb sat down before pulling his hair up into a bun.

"Damn Urban who the hell been eating at yo neck", Druski laughed out loud.

"What you mean?", he asked clueless.

"Yo neck is full of red and purple spots", Jack said and I laughed quietly to myself.

He pulled his phone out and held it up to see his neck.

"Oh shit", he mumbled.

"Urb you must was in some coochie last night?", Druski asked laughing.

"It must've been real good for her to be sucking on yo neck like that", I teased.

"He had to been fucking that shit up huh T?", Druski laughed.

"Hell yeah."

"You laid it on her Urb?", Jack chuckled.

"Fuck y'all bro", he said and rolled his eyes. "Matt come cut-"

"Nah that's what you was doing to whatever girl last night", Druski chuckled.

"They wasn't fucking, they was fawking. There's a difference", I chuckled.

"Tearing that shit up", Druski said laughing.

Urban smacked his lips.

“Just a shape up right?”, Matt chuckled.

“Yeah.”

.☆.

"Who you texting that got you smiling like that T?", Dru asked as he got up from his seat.

"None of your business", I said and stuck my tongue out at him.

"Let me find out", he said and looked me up and down.

I playfully rolled my eyes and put my phone away.

"We gone run to the store. You want anything?", Jack asked as he grabbed his phone off the table.

"Cookies and Cream Ice cream please."

"Ok", he hummed after checking his phone. "Urb you coming?"

He looked up nodding his head, "Yeah."

.☆.

"Now that we got you alone", Druski started as he turned back to look at me. "You hit that chick from the other night."

"No", I said immediately shutting him down.

"Said that with a quickness", Jack chuckled.

"Then who did you put it down on?"

"Nobody."

"Hickeys on your neck say otherwise man", Jack chirped as he looked at me through the rearview mirror.

"Keep your eyes on the road man", I said pulling my phone out.

I chuckled to myself as I put my phone away.

"I have an accusation", Druski said and looked over at Jack.

"Against?", I asked as I let my hair down.

"You."

"What I do?"

"You fucking Tiana", he said and for some reason Jack must've went blind because he almost ran off the road before mashing on brakes.

"Yooo what the fuck are you doing Jack?! You tryna kill us", I said as I gripped the car door.

He turned around and looked at me.

"You and Tiana fucking?!", he said making me look at him like he's stupid.

"You actually believe Dru? He just told you it's an accusation. I'm not fucking Tiana."

"I don't believe you", Druski said squinting his eyes at me.

"I know she has a boyfriend and who he is but it's not me", I said lying right through my teeth.

"She actually has a boyfriend?"

"Yes, she actually has a boyfriend. Dru you don't stand a chance my guy", I said and leaned forward to pat his shoulder.

"Damn", Jack mumbled.

"Can we go to the store now", I said sitting back in my seat.

.☆.

"Damn y'all got groceries didn't it", Tiana chuckled as we put our bags on the island in her kitchen.

"Well we staying the night so we brought some snacks", Jack hummed as he walked to put a box of chips in Tiana's pantry.

Tiana furrowed her eyebrows. "Excuse me y'all doing what now?"

"Spending the night", Druski said nonchalantly as he put some juices in the fridge.

"No y'all not. Y'all needa be gone by eleven", she said crossing her arms.

"Urb told us all about your lil relationship. So if he can spend the night so can we", Jack said squinting his eyes at her.

"You told them", Tiana said and looked over at me.

"They were gonna find out eventually... At least I didn't tell them who he was", I said making her let out a breath of relief.

"We just wanna meet and have a civilized talk with him", Druski said.

"Nothing you do is civilized. You're gonna scare him off", she whined. "Y'all gotta go home. Tell them they have to go home Urb."

"She's right we should go home. It's not fair for us to stay over unannounced."

"It's not unannounced though. She knows we're spending the night.. now", Jack said.

"Y'all need to get out my house", she whined.

"Nope", Druski said and leaned against the countertop.

Tiana looked at Jack then Druski then she looked at me. "Y'all get on my fucking nerves."

She stormed off and I just shook my head.

.☆.

I paused the movie on the tv and looked around the living room.

Jack and Druski was passed out on the couch to my left.

I shook my head and looked down at my phone to check the time. 11:47.

I got up from the couch slowly and made my way to Tiana's room.

"Baby?", I said as I poked my head in her room.

"You can come in", Tiana said.

I walked in and closed the door. She was getting her bed ready for her to go to sleep.

I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her.

"You still upset?"

"Mm", she hummed as she tossed a pillow to the side.

I turned her around to face me and put my hands on her hips.

"Uht uh, we not doing nothing while Jack and Dru are here", she said after dodging my kiss.

"They're downstairs on the couch out cold", I said gently turning her face back to me.

"I don't care. I'm not about to hold back moans cause they wanna try and be detectives", she said and crossed her arms.

"Baby", I sighed.

"Don't baby me", she said taking my hands off her hips and walking off.

.☆.

I walked into the living, turning on the light.

Jack and Dru were asleep on the couch.

"Both of y'all get the fuck up", I said as I shook both of them.

"Is her boyfriend here?", Jack mumbled sitting up, rubbing his eye.

"He's been here. Look yall need to-"

"We missed him?!", Druski said quickly sitting up.

"Look I'm her boyfriend. Y'all need to go cause I'm tryna get some play tonight but y'all cockblocking bad."

"I fucking knew it!", Druski said loudly.

"You figured it out yay. Now get out", I said pulling them off the couch.

"Damn, he get a girlfriend and don't know how to act", Jack mumbled as he stumbled back a little.

"Pussy will change a man, a black woman's pussy especially", Dru said as he stood up.

"Akeke.. Now get out."

"How you gone kick us out Tiana house? I'm sitting right back down", Jack said.

"EVERYBODY GET OUT MY HOUSE", Tiana yelled from upstairs.

"You still mad?", Druski asked.

"Hell yeah cause y'all won't get out my house", she argued. "Finna call the cops and say y'all trespassing."

"Girl go to bed", Jack huffed.

"Fuck you Jackman!"

"Will y'all just go?", I said, trying to reason with them.

"No", Druski said. "We spending the night. We not leaving til tomorrow morning."

"No pussy for you tonight", Jack said making Druski laugh.

"Y'all are aggravating. We wasn't fucking tonight no ways", Tiana said walking into the living room.

"You a lie. We saw Urban buying that whip cream, You was ready for tonight. And don't think we forgot about all them hickies you put on him T", Druski said. "Just nasty."

"I can't wait til y'all get girlfriends, imma embarrass y'all so bad and cockblock like a mufucker", Tiana said and rolled her eyes at them.

[lilsedge]

Masterlist

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[starsandhughes]

Penalty Box Series— Quinn Hughes Edition (nine)

ft. Wyatt Johnston

23-24 Season Masterlist

previous: eight

next: ten

NOVEMBER 4, 2023

if you're not a stars fan, it's best to convert quickly

yourusername

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yourusername welcome back to my postgame penalty box update show: i finally saw a mason marchment fight live and quinn was also there edition!

after quinn's personal record of three trips to the penalty box night, he decided to be good! this was probably due to the fact that i will fight him over any penalty against the stars (hey, remember when you committed interference against robo on february 27th last season? because i sure do), but we'll pretend it was because he's trying to redeem himself since my baby daddy trevy-z is at zero. the war is strong with these two!

you know who did get a penalty? one of my new besties wyatt "johnny" johnston! his penalty was for holding mikheyev in the second period! (holding penalties aren't ones i hold grudges against, so you're in the clear! but also you do nothing wrong ever, so i wouldn't hold it against you anyways) (p.s. i wouldn't have been mad if you fought garly... i was kinda rooting for it)

other penalties include: (in time order) digi for holding against another new bestie harls, mr. captain jamie benn for hooking soucy which created 39 seconds of 4 on 4, craig smith for hooking friedman, and laffy taffy for hooking wyatt's dad joe pavelski all in the first, esa lindell for cross checking garly, hronek for high sticking my blonde prince roope hintz (he got reprimanded for this), and our two fighting majors between the blue eyed menace mason marchment and ian! (mason got an extra minor for unsportsmanlike behavior) (ian was reprimanded for his hit against matt "dutchy" duchene that started the fight)

my best friend, quintin, pulled a jacky boy and fell over nothing! the conversation between the stars broadcasters went like this:

razor: "he was having a moment back there!"

bogo: "he was playing billiards off the bottom of the net to himself!"

razor: "well, he wiped out first!"

needless to say, i was laughing my ass off when i rewatched this game!

special shoutout to demmer for continuing his perfect win streak against the stars and getting his second shut out of the season! i’m so proud of you @/tdemko35 ! (for those who don't know, he has a 7-0-0 record and just gave otter his first regulation loss of the season :))

quinny, i’m going to publicly say i’m sorry that otter caught every one of your shots on goal <3 and i’m proud of your 25 minutes and 23 seconds of hard work tonight! i love you way past infinity💙 keep it up, buttercup!

p.s. dear wy, harls, and delly, thanks for the great time before the game tonight! i hope you loved your postgame goodie bags! i’ll see you boys december 21st! peace and love, new besties <3 @/t.harley48 @/wyattjohnston_ @/tydellandrea53

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_quinnhughes i have so many grievances about this post... but i still love you way past beyond

yourusername i didn't say one bad thing about you!! just one little tease that i teased jack at the same!!

_quinnhughes i'm sharing my post!

yourusername neither broadcast gave me much to work with, quintin! just be glad you're in it

_quinnhughes get out of my house

yourusername fine! i’ll go to petey's!

_eliaspettersson @/yourusername let yourself in and i’ll be back soon

_quinnhughes @_eliaspettersson i was teasing! she's good! she's staying with me!

colecaufield @_quinnhughes quinn, your possessiveness is showing

_quinnhughes @/colecaufield i don't know what you're talking about

yourusername @_quinnhughes awww, you miss me! sap

_quinnhughes i can't win

user14 god DAMN that fifth pic of quinn has me acting up🥵🧎‍♀️

trevorzegras your stars obsession is so cute when you aren't rooting against me❤️ i love you, forever, my precious weirdo (what are you private thoughts on quinn not scoring on otter?) (come home, i miss you)

yourusername i love you, always, my lovingly crazy boy❤️ (i plead the fifth) (i’ll be there before the game!)

_quinnhughes (we all know she's secretly happy i didn't score against her actual favorite team)

yourusername @_quinnhughes (you can't prove shit)

t.harley48 @/yourusername (what is up with the parentheses?)

yourusername @/t.harley48 (it's for private conversations!)

t.harley48 @/yourusername (everyone can read them?)

trevorzegras @/t.harley48 (she's quirky and we love her)

t.harley48 @/trevorzegras (i’m a big fan of quirky)

yourusername @/t.harley48 (then you're welcome that i exist!)

trevorzegras @/t.harley48 (i repeat: she's quirky and we love her)

t.harley48 @/yourusername (thank you)

_quinnhughes @/t.harley48 (you caught on quick, good job)

tdemko35 thank you, y/n/n! my two shutout trophies will be displayed in my living room. i love you, too!

yourusername you are every so welcome, king! keep gobbling up those pucks like they're fruit snacks🫶

tdemko35 yes, ma'am🫡

_quinnhughes @/yourusername why

yourusername @_quinnhughes "why don't you just be yourself?... no one can help but admire your spirit" (collins 121).

_quinnhughes @/yourusername YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE HUNGER GAMES BOOK ON YOU

yourusername @_quinnhughes i had to phone a friend

trevorzegras @/yourusername i think i’m more than just a friend

yourusername @_quinnhughes i had to phone a friend with benefits

trevorzegras @/yourusername WE ARE ENGAGED

yourusername @_quinnhughes i had to phone a friend with a future tax deduction

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras looks like you can't win either

trevorzegras @_quinnhughes i blame the stars

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras me too

yourusername @/trevorzegras @_quinnhughes LEAVE THEM ALONE! THEY DIDN'T DO SHIT!

_quinnhughes @/yourusername you're right, they couldn't even score a goal

yourusername @_quinnhughes too soon, quintin. too. fucking. soon.

user21 wyatt's kinda...👀

user16 "and quinn was also there" sissy's keeping it real as always

wyattjohnston_ i’m honored to be a part of this, your majesty

yourusername i’m always happy to support my people! you deserve it!

wyattjohnston_ you're too kind!

tydellandrea53 @/yourusername and you're such a giver, princess! the guys all loved your postgame goodie bags

t.harley48 all hail the princess!

wyattjohnston_ all hail!

tydellandrea53 all hail!

trevorzegras @_quinnhughes what the fuck happened when these four met up before the game????

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras i don't know i wasn't invited and i’m really glad about that right now

trevorzegras @/wyattjohnston_ @/t.harley48 @.tydellandrea53 send a disco ball emoji you need help

wyattjohnston_ @/trevorzegras we're good😂

tydellandrea53 @/trevorzegras we formed a gang

t.harley48 @/trevorzegras y/n's the princess, johnny is the duke, i'm the viscount, and delly asked to be a jester for some reason

tydellandrea53 damn right

trevorzegras @/yourusername you leave me for two days and decided to start a gang?! without me?!

yourusername @/trevorzegras no! delly started the gang! and just be happy you knew where i was this time!

wyattjohnston_ @/trevorzegras @/yourusername this time?

trevorzegras @/wyattjohnston_ she has a tendency to hop on a plane and not tell anyone where she's going

_quinnhughes @/wyattjohnston_ @/t.harley48 @.tydellandrea if she ever randomly shows up, do us a favor and tell one of us because there'll be a strong chance we didn't know she left

t.harley48 @_quinnhughes got it🫡

wyattjohnston_ @_quinnhughes will do

tydellandrea53 @_quinnhughes no promises

user27 sissy: ceo of "never let them know your next move"

_alexturcotte one fight wasn't enough for you? do you know how to be content?

yourusername nope

_alexturcotte at least you're honest

yourusername liars get their pants set on fire! the babies could get hurt!

_alexturcotte you make a great point, girly hughes!

jackhughes @_alexturcotte does she though?

_alexturcotte @/jackhughes she's carrying my future god child and their sibling. she could tell me that there's a new state and i’d tell her she's right

jackhughes @_alexturcotte sissy and z haven't officially named you as a god parent!

_alexturcotte @/jackhughes that's why i'm kissing ass!

yourusername @_alexturcotte the ass kissing is duly noted🤍

user91 i have been waiting for this post since the nhl dropped the game schedules

jackhughes @_quinnhughes do you want to ship sissy back to trevor yet?

_quinnhughes no i’m trying to keep her for the roadie

trevorzegras @_quinnhughes not happening

jamie.drysdale @_quinnhughes i'm already having withdrawal symptoms

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale you two get her every day! i miss my sister

jackhughes @/trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale @_quinnhughes lukey and i never get to see her! we want a turn!

lhughes_06 yeah! our turn!

colecaufield @/trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale @_quinnhughes @/jackhughes @/lhughes_06 I DESERVE A TURN

_alexturcotte @/trevorzegras @/jamie.drysdale @_quinnhughes @/jackhughes @/lhughes_06 @.colecaufield ME FIRST! i’m pulling the ahl card! i get to see girly hughes less than any of you!

yourusername you're all a bunch of SAPS

[bories]

finally posting this,, i did my best to proofread and stuff but i have been exhausted for three days so im sorry if anything seems rushed or weird,,, some things were intentional though. i hope you guys like it for now, and ill be working on more whenever i can :))

edit: added a cut/"keep reading" line

vanilla, please ... wyatt lykensen x reader

word count: 1225, warnings: none :)

"Good morning! What can I get for you?" the cashier asks with a smile.

"Could I get vanilla?" you answer.

"Of course! What size?"

"Small, please."

"Small vanilla, coming up!"

You pay and step to the side, towards the pick up counter, so the next person in line can place their order.

A man makes himself known with a polite "Excuse me?"

You turn around to see who it was, "Huh, yeah?" He didn't seem familiar.

"Sorry, I've just never had 'froyo' before. What would you recommend?" You notice his faint lisp as he speaks. He's dressed in the Seabrook Public Works uniform with the addition of a SPW hardhat and noticeably thick glasses.

"Oh, well, I don't know -- I, personally, always get vanilla. But I don't know what you'd like," you answer, chuckling.

He smiles and nods before walking off to place his order. You watch curiously, "Vanilla, please." He turns to you again with a grin, sort of proud of himself. You smile back, he was almost cute.

"Alright then," the cashier pokes her screen. "And what size?" she asks him, looking up from the screen. The boy looks confused, and looks back at you for an answer.

"Oh," you catch on, "uh, small?" you blurt out, looking back and forth between them. You justify your answer to yourself, Small is good, maybe he won't like it and this way he won't waste much, right? Sure. Although, truth be told, you just said what came to mind first.

He smiles and looks back at the cashier with another nod. "Another small vanilla, coming up!"

"Thank you," he hands her his money before he steps towards you again.

"Yeah, no problem," you respond. "If you don't mind me asking, how haven't you had froyo before?" Everyone in Seabrook has to have at least tried froyo -- even Zombies. Although, zombies only got to try things like froyo after they were allowed to work and attend school in Seabrook. It's just one of those "Classic Seabrook" things. Like cheer, or those weird looks people give zombies no matter how long it's been since they've been integrated.

"Oh," he pauses for a second. "I'm just… new to town. My family and I moved here just a week or so ago," he explains. You look at him, still a little confused. "From out of state," he adds on. You nod slowly.

"Cool," you respond politely, with an uncertain nod. You don't exactly buy his story, but there's nothing really outwardly dangerous about him, so you decide to ignore it.

"Two small vanillas!" a worker calls out beside you. They push it towards you on the counter, give you a small smile, and return to their work. You and the boy each pick up a cup and sit at a table across from one another.

You continue the conversation, "Again, if you don't mind me asking," you laugh, "How old are you? You seem pretty young to be working at the plant." He looks confused.

"'The plant'?" he questioned.

"Yeah, you know," you gesture to his hat and uniform, "the Seabrook Power plant. At least, that's what I'm assuming the hardhat's for."

"Oh! Oh -- yeah, it's an internship!" he answers proudly.

"Oh, cool! I didn't know they offered internships there," you say, tilting your head. "Wait, so, how old are you?"

"Sixteen!" said proudly, again.

"No way! Me, too! So does that mean we're going to Seabrook high together this year?" Meeting a new student before the school year even starts is exciting for you. Especially when your social circle has been consistent with the same people for a year.

"Uh," he hesitates, but you just nod and smile in anticipation, "yeah! Unless we, uh, move again sometime soon, definitely!" It came out a little awkward, but you brushed it off as normal "meeting a new person" jitters.

"Cool!" you hadn't realized you were leaning in until you slump back in your seat. "I could even show you around the school if you want! I mean, it's only my second year here, but I've seen every nook 'n' cranny from the basement to the roof!" you boast.

"Only your second year?" he repeats with a tilt of his head.

"Yeah, Zombies weren't allowed to attend Seabrook High 'til last year. We weren't allowed to do a lot of things 'til last year, really," you trail off.

Sensing the sudden tension, he speaks up again. "I'd love a tour from you," he says simply, with a kind smile. This one is different to the playful grins he'd given you before, it was more sincere and caring.

You can only hear your heartbeat, it's louder than usual and your chest thumps with each pulse. His eyes, enlarged by his glasses, study yours calmly.

A moment of shared silence passes, until you break it with a whisper, "Awesome." The two of you share another grin.

Your eyes flicker down to the untouched froyo in front of you. The boy, who's been focused on your eyes, does the same.

Embarrassed, you cringe, "Sorry, my rambling distracted us from the froyo."

"No, no, it's okay! Froyo can wait," he counters.

"Well," you glance at your cup again, "it sort of can't. It'll melt."

He looks confused as he takes a better look at his cup. "Oh." You cover your mouth and snort, trying to hold in your laugh. He sits still, only shifting his eyes to meet yours. You can't help it then, and you both laugh until your lungs hurt.

"Well," you catch your breath, "try some before it's gone!"

He picks up the pink plastic spoon and looks to you as if to say "like this?" You smile and nod in encouragement, and he scoops some of the half-melted yogurt up, and plunges it into his mouth. You inspect his facial expressions, trying to guess his opinion on it.

"Mm," he mumbles, "not bad." He smiles goofily at you, before he immediately wolfs down the rest.

"Oh," you laugh, "well, I'm glad you liked it!"

"'Liked it?' That was great! I haven't had something this good in -- in I don't know how long!"

"Really? What do you normally eat where you're from?"

"Uh," he chuckles awkwardly, "nothing compared to this! Right?" he forced another laugh and changed the subject, "I'm glad I asked for your recommendation, though. Talking to you's been really fun," he beams.

"Yeah, you, too," you smile. He really was fun to talk with. He interests you.

He's got his oddities, for sure, but they seem so harmless and, honestly, they only make me that much more curious to get to know him. I'm looking forward to seeing him more often.

"This really has been great, and I'd love to do this again, but I have to go. I'm sorry," he explains, pushing his chair backwards as he stands.

"Oh," I want to see him again, "then, uh," do something about it "well," just say it "How about tomorrow?" He looks at you expectantly. "We can just talk over froyo again, just like today! Same time and everything -- and we could get more since you liked it and it'd be fun. Unless you don't want to, which is also fine!" shut up, you're rambling.

He just smiles simply, and you could swear you saw a twinkle in his eye.

"I'll be here."

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