#yandere tyler galpin x reader

[mykinkyyandere]

Yandere Tyler Galpin (Based on S1)

AO3

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[tomriddleslovergirl]

Yandere Tyler Galpin x Reader headcanons

Warnings: Murd3r, stalking

You bring out a sort of animalistic side of him.

He’s killed people who he thinks is a threat to your relationship while he’s a Hyde.

He gets punished by Ms.Thornhill everytime he kills someone she didn’t tell him to.

He stalks you all the time. 

If you ask why he hangs around you so much when you’re in town, he’ll have one of two answers:

If you're a Nevermore student he tells you that it’s so he can protect you from assholes who hate Nevermore’s. 

You just roll your eyes at him, telling him that you could protect yourself with your abilities.

Little did you know he’s more dangerous than them.

If you're a normie, he’d use the murders as an excuse to walk you home, telling you that you don’t know what could happen when you’re alone.

He has an us against the world type of mindset.

He fantasizes about running away from you. Away from Laurel Gates, his dad, people who would try to hurt you, people who would try to take you away from him.

[yanpotatowriter]

Can you do any pairings of Soft!Yandere x Reader where they are taking care of them s ( like hand- feeding them, pulling blanket over them idk , enough sleep or anything really)

“C’mon you know you need to rest up” Tyler's soft voice came from beside you while you were making some homework with a killer headache and tears of frustration were starting to well up in your eyes, but you refused to let them shed as you really needed to get this assignment done.     Not wanting your voice to crack you decided to just not speak at all, only shaking your head at Tyler's comment, you appreciated that he was trying to look out for you but now was not the time. And Tyler being Tyler decided that instead of letting you nearly cry over homework, he will just pick you up from your chair and throw you on your bed and well when you hit the bed you really did not have the energy to protest about your homework other than a groan. “Just rest for a bit, we both know that you will get nothing done like this” He said with a small smug like smile on his face while tucking you in your bed, making sure that you are comfortable before letting out a chuckle when you went out like a light.    “You really need to take care of yourself before I decide to do that for you” He said to your unconscious body before he decided to clean your room up for a little bit, he knew where you kept all your stuff, and he placed everything neatly back where it belonged. 

After he did that, he decided to have a light snack and some water ready for when you woke up again.   He liked doing little things to show that he cares about you for when his words fail him, and he always has been more about actions than words as words are easier to say while things are harder to do. He took a look at your assignment and decided to grab a loose paper and pen so that he would not write in your notebook (he doesn’t know how you would react to that, so he decided it would be better not to do so) and made some small grammar corrections along with suggestions and extra information for you so that you won’t have to overwork yourself trying to catch up to the time you missed working on it because you were asleep. After all he wants you to relax, not to wake up even more stressed because he convinced you (more like gently manhandled without protest) to go to sleep for a little bit because you needed it in order to think more clearly and as to not end up sick from overworking (even if he would take care of you when you're sick, he won’t leave you to take care of yourself when you can’t even think straight or move your body the way you want to).

[lexix001]

Mine

Tyler Galphin x reader

"Come on half of the earth population have tiktok!" Enid groan. "12.9%" I remark. "What?" Enid said. "If 4 billions people have tiktok that would be absurd" I chuckled and flip to the next page. "Did you.. count that all in your mind.." Enid asked. I didn't bother to reply her question.

"Can I get you ladies your order?" A guy with curly brown hair asked. Do you have crossaint? I will have two of those and milk coffee what about you Enid?" I asked the sunshine. "Oh I'm not planning to stay here long" she said. I gasp "but you said you will accompany me"

"I did if you agree downloading tiktok so I can show you how it work but no..So yeah bye y/n!" She waved and walk off. "I can't believed you!" I yelled. "I CAN'T BELIEVED YOU EITHER" she shouted back and leave. I sigh "soo two crossaint and milk coffee?" The waiter mumble. I glare to him. "Make it black" I demand. "Got it" he said and leave. I continue to read my book and try to relax now that I look like alone freak.

"Here is your black coffee and two crossaint" the same waiter place down my order. I was expecting for him to go back to the counter but instead he sat down infront of me. I look at him curiously. "Oh I thought you might need some company" he explain. I raise and eyebrow "that is the nicest thing that people did for me" I confessed. And place down my book, he smile "my name is Tyler Galphin" my eyebrow raise again but in interest "youre the sheriff son" I said. "I prefer to called Tyler, than sheriff son" he joked.

"Yes, my apologies I'm y/n" I introduce. "Do you lived around here?" Tyler asked. "Im a nevermore student actually" I correct. "That explain everything" He chuckled. A new customer enter the cafe catching his attention. "I will take his order and be right back" he smile.

While he take the guy order I look outside the window seeing xavier with my sister wednesday. They walk away from my eye sight. I wonder what are they status. Even though wednesday would rather die alone. "I'm back" Tyler voice startled me. I eat my crossaint and drink my coffee. The bitterness was fittable when you are angry its like what am I feeling in the moment but Tyler made it better. Is that weird?

Me and Tyler talk more about ourself and yes I would love to talk with him ever again. "Its nice meeting you but its almost 10 I have to go back to the academy" I say packing my books. "But we still have more time-" Tyler plead. "Im sorry, I promise I will visit you" I sigh and pay for my food. And walk to the door. "Do you want a ride at least?" "And you leaving your work? No thanks"

Tyler POV

No, I want to talk to her again. I need to talk to her. I grab a paper and a pencil quickly write me phone number and chase her. I saw lining up to take the bus. I yelled her name. She look at me with her angry ish eye. "Tyler?"

"I want you to have this" I give out the paper. "Its my number"

"do you expect me to call you?"

"Do you expect me to say no?"

"I'll think of it" she chuckled and hop into the bus and shyly waved to me. I smile and wave back. She is mine. I will make sure of it.

[your-favorite-god]

hear me out

i actually give background to my incorrect quotes, and they aren't sporadic trash? Would that not be the most fun thing!

Fic prologue HERE

Like Wednesday insert, please welcome y/n! She's fae, found the Addams when Wednesday was playing in the forest (burying puglsey alive), and decided to stick with this entertaining mortal child thing! Total yandere enabler, her and Wednesday become attached at the hip (Wednesday will NOT leave poor y/n alone but y/n doesn't mind cuz Wednesday brings her shiny and/or dead things) flashforward to when Wednesday releases piranhas in the pool and y/n poisons the principal when they leave. Now they're in nevermore, where Wednesday will have to face endless competition for y/ns heart and time, as y/n has never believed in romantic relationships without chaos and violence.

"what is love if not the motivation for the world's most heinous acts."- y/n episode 1

Love interests:

Wednesday Addams, Tyler Galpin, Xavier Thorpe, Bianca Barclay, Rowen Laslow, Enid Sinclair.

Platonic love interests:

Larissa Weems, Marilyn Thornhill, Eugene the bee boi, Adams family.

[angelsworks]

No where to Hyde 4 Dark!Tyler Galpin x reader

Previous part -> Here

Masterlist -> Here

Type: series

Summary: Unknowingly you complete the bond with the Hyde.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But, what about bottoms?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You shrugged, “it’s nothing”.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What happens if you have sex before that?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Look at me baby”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hey now, just relax. Stop moving”

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

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

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

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

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

“Please Tyler, take them off.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now he planned to complete the bond.

Now he planned to fuck you.

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

“That’s just the start.”

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

“Tyler wait, I’m not sure.”

No, you couldn’t pull out now.

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

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

“Have you liked it so far?”

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

You nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You okay?”

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

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

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

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

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

And it was all thanks to you.

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[cryptidghostgirl]

Community Outreach Day (Tyler Galpin pt 3)

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

Pairing: dark!Tyler Galpin x reader

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

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

word count: 1987

status: unedited

masterlist

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

Tyler path: Part one Part Two 

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

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

Y/n shrugged.

“We did warn you it was a ruin.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y/n flinched at his words.

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

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

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

She turned to Wednesday.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thing nervously shifted his weight on his fingers.

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

Thing gave a thumbs down.

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

Thing gave a thumbs up.

“so this is a vision?”

Thing gave her another thumbs up.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“My lips are sealed.” 

Y/n mimed zipping her lips closed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wednesday turned to the fireplace and opened a secret door.

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

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

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

Wednesday turned to look at her in annoyance.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I did learn one thing.” said Wednesday.

“Yeah?” 

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

“show me.”

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

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

Xavier scoffed and looked away for a moment.

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

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

“How big of you.” said Wednesday coldly.

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

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

“Why the sudden change of heart?”

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

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

Xavier nodded, stopping and turning to face Wednesday.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tyler path: Part one Part Two

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[teresalace]

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

•Part 1 •Part 2

Words: 1699

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

Show: Wednesday (2022)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Surely he must know something.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The call was over already.

.  .  .

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

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

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

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

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

He waited on your next move.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But there was none.

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

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

"I… Hate him." 

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

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

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

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

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

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

You nodded. "Night, Galpin." 

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

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

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

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

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

Expecting to look down into a void of nothingness.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The sim card. 

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

Oh what are you up to, Tyler Galpin.

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

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

Finally.

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Yandere Husk x TransMasc!Reader

♥︎ Sir Pentious

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♥︎ Lucifer Morningstar

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♥︎Vox

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♥︎ Blitzø

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♥︎ Moxxie

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♥︎ Millie

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♥︎ Stolas

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♥︎ Beelzebub

General SFW/NSFW Headcanons (Coming Soon)

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♥︎ Asmodeus

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[illegal-heartbreaker]

i've got my eye on you {m. thornhill}

summary: reader is a new teacher to Nevermores staff, and is friends with Larissa (thats how they heard of the job). Marilyn becomes obsessed with reader/jealous of their relationship with Larissa. - @cosmicbrownies7

relationship: marilyn thornhill x reader

warnings/extra: 15 yr age gap, yandere-ish & jealousy.

It got dark quick, sorry 😭

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You had met Larissa when you both had attended a meeting about outcasts all over the world and considering that the both of you were one of the last few shapeshifters left you had instantly connected. Thats how you had ended up leaving your position at a school another school for outcasts in Ireland and moved to Nevermore as the first ever deputy principal.

The beginning of the second semester had started and you had only just settled down into the role of second in command. Your relationship with Larissa only blooming. Today was the day which teachers and students arrived back to school, you were nervous to meet the students and to see how they'd react towards you. From Larissa's tale they were sweet.

The both of you stood on the front steps of Nevermore, Larissa welcoming students and you smiling at the people passing by you. As more students turn up, you look for the last teacher and the one you had been told about a lot, Marilyn Thornhill. The first normal teacher.

"Larissa!" Another new voice called, directing your head to where it had come from, a petite lady with glasses that look almost too big for her was walking towards the two of you. "thats marilyn, be nice." your friend whispers before waving her over.

"Good morning Marilyn, how was your holiday?" Larissa smiled down at the women, who was standing in front of the both of you.

"much more quiet, i think i got used to the noise of the students" you laughed slightly, drawing the attention the elephant in the room.

"This Y/N Y/L/N, they're the new deputy for this school and my closest friend." Larissa introduces placing a hand on your shoulder. You nod, something seemed off about the way this lady looked you up and down.

"Pleasure to meet you Y/N." you hum in agreement, taking a step back when you notice that she has moved towards you.

"Riss, you need to go do your speech." You say, wanting to get away from this lady. Taking Larissa's hand in yours and leading her away, leaving Marilyn fuming. You were exactly what she wanted- no needed and Weems was in the way.

The following weeks had passed quickly, with you becoming closer with the students especially Enid. To the young girl you were a mother figure and Larissa had noticed this, that was why one of your many tasks was to take Enid to her therapy appointments every Thursday morning. After the appointments you would always take Enid to Weathervane, and thats when you met Tyler Galpin. Who knew all about you from Marilyn and was always reporting back to her.

That lead you to the fifth Thursday of the semester where she sat in the booth you and Enid usually occupied, scrolling through photos. You had followed Enid in that day with your hands on her shoulders. Looking over to where you usually sat, you scowl, Marilyn. Something was off about her and Larissa wouldn't take a word of it. Letting Enid lead the way to the counter to order the usual, Marilyn had looked up and smirked waiting for you to pay.

"Enid," Marilyn called, drawing the attention of the girl to her. She bounced over to where one of her teachers sat. "Do join me, Ms Y/L/N too." And so Enid obliged, sliding into the opposing seat. Once you had finished paying, you look around to find Marilyn now talking to Enid. A frown crossed your face but reluctantly walked over. Sitting down next to Marilyn wanting to respect the students boundaries.

"Ms Y/L/N, glad you could join us." she whispers placing a hand onto your thigh. You glare at her, removing the hand. "yes, wonderful." you mutter. Minutes pass and Marilyn keeps 'accidentally' touching you, counting down the minutes till you need to take Enid back but you maintain a straight face completely ignoring the lady next to you. Talking with Enid is always interesting, especially about the up and coming ball being held in honour of a generous donation.

"Enid dear? Could you step outside, i'll be with you in a minute." You say smiling, watching as the girl nods and leaves. Leaving you and Marilyn.

"Marilyn Thornhill, if you touch me one more time then I personally will talk to Larissa."

"You think she'd believe you? She won't do anything especially not to her plant obsessed Ms Thornhill." she grins, placing a hand on yours. "No one will believe you." Staring at her in shock, you get up and walk out. The drive home was a comfortable silence with you absorbed in your thoughts and Enid scrolling through her social media page. Pulling up at school, you let Enid get out before going around the side to park your car.

Walking up to Larissa's office, you see Thornhill walking up the stairs of the school. Running now, you push through her doors panting.

"That normie teacher, needs to go Larissa! She's a freaking creep." You yell, the principal looks up at you in alarm.

"Y/N, whats happened? Take a seat." She gestures towards a chair at her desk. Before you could move, a knock comes to the door and she walks in smiling.

"I'm sorry to interrupt Ms Weems, Miss Y/N is just tired. I'll escort her to her room." She says grabbing your wrist and pulling you out of the room.

"You are mine Y/N. After tonight, there will be no more 'Principal Weems'" She says her voice full of anger, guiding you towards her room.

"What is your issue?!" You yell, "Are you jealous of Larissa?" as she pushes you into her room.

"Oh, my darling girl. I believe I was jealous, but not anymore because I've finally got you for myself." She says laughing, as she inserts something into your neck.

"You're mental if you think you can get away with.." You start to say beginning to feel drowsy. Your eyelids shut just as you fall into a deep sleep, allowing Marilyn to carry to her bed letting your head rest in her lap.

"you're mine, princess."

[tomriddleslovergirl]

Wednesday Masterlist

Xavier Thorpe

Boyfriend!Xavier Thorpe x Reader headcanons

Xavier teasing you about your crush on him

Tyler Galpin

Yandere Tyler Galpin x Reader headcanons

[yanpotatowriter]

Hi! Is it okay if you do Yandere Tyler x Reader X Wednesday? Since both of these characters are dark I think being yandere suits them.

Of course!! I agree actually both of them could be yanderes in the show with how they are written!! Join the discord server: https://href.li/?https://discord.gg/gvqt2E9sDy ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Tyler is very jealous, and he hates whenever someone is talking to his obsession but when Wednesday entered his and his obsession's life, he realized that he was alright with her being in their lives but when she tried to take his obsession away from her, he lost it.  He turned into the Hyde and tried to kill her that night but Wednesday being Wednesday survived and quickly realized that he was the Hyde, but she also noticed that whenever her obsession got close near the Hyde, the Hyde was protecting her obsession and with that she knew that Tyler had big enough feelings for her obsession that the Hyde is refusing to hurt them. So Wednesday came up with a compromise, she would not tell a soul that he was the Hyde, and he would share his obsession with her.  It was a win-win situation for both of them as Tyler could do whatever he was as the Hyde knowing his identity was protected by the very same girl who vowed to other people to find out who the Hyde is.

When Wednesday got Xavier arrested Tyler made sure that Wednesday’s order was ready for when she walked into the Weathervane along with their obsession waiting with their own order in a booth. The two yanderes also fell for each other and in turn also got jealous and possessive of the other, Tyler confessed to Wednesday who his master was, and they killed Thornhill before she could continue with her plan, so Weems did not die and Wednesday became his new master. When they both work together they can get a lot done behind the scenes as people pay more attention to Wednesday, so Tyler will be able to blend into the crowd and get done what needs to be done. They both heavily stalk their obsession however Wednesday is the only one who will fess up when asked about it, and even then she doesn’t say that Tyler does it too as he specifically asked her not to. They both hate lying to their obsession, but Tyler is more willing as to have their obsession see him in a positive light rather than be disgusted by the thoughts that plague his head and the actions he has done. Whenever someone tries to flirt with their obsession they both quickly intercept and Wednesday will give Tyler later the command to kill them, both not caring about committing murder, but they now make sure that the bodies do not get discovered as then the cops will be tipped off over the fact that they have the wrong person in custody. They do sometimes want to spend alone time with their obsession and get annoyed whenever the other interrupts that alone time, but they will talk it out, well rather Tyler will do the talking while Wednesday makes blunt remarks with no remorse. 

[lexix001]

crystal eyes

Ajax Petropolus x reader

Ajax POV

"look its your girlfriend" Xavier tease me. "don't point at her dude!" I panicked. "she coming" Xavier giggle and nudge me. "DUDE!" I become more panicked than before. "see ya Jax, Oh hey y/n didn't see you there" Xavier acted like we didn't talk about her just now. I look down as she sat down Infront of me. "so? care to explain what the hell is going on yesterday?" she said worriedly. "so were there you know what happened" I mumble. I could feel her eyes on my face.

"Ajax what really happened?" Y/n begged to know. "you kept avoiding me all day not a single glance-" I cut her off. "how do you know I didn't glance at you hm?" I argue. "Listen, Its complicated. we can't be seeing each other anymore or it will happened again." I slips and widen my eye. she gasp. "so what happened was coming from me..?" she bit her lips and look down.

"I-its not! I-" stop stuttering Ajax! "I'm sorry" she apologized and walk off. I want to go chase her but she already disappear to thin air. that is her perk. I mess things up. rave'N coming up and I wanted her to be my date but everything go downhill.

I'm gonna explain everything at rave'N dance later.

I'm trying to look for her but she probably won't come after what happened, "where is your date?" Xavier asked. I was about to say she is not coming until a silver dress catches my eye, it was her. y/n. she look at me and look down.

she goes to the beverage section, I go to sneak up on her. "can we talk?" I said hoping she would let me explain. she didn't say anything but disappear again. I hear little sobbing, "the reason was stupid. it wasn't the first time it happened to me. its because your clear eyes I can see myself so I kinda freeze out of nowhere" I explain its like I'm talking to air. the little sob become giggles. "god you are so stupid" She sniff. "that is why I tried to avoid your gaze, I didn't mean to snap on you" I mumble. she went back visible and hug me. I hug her back. "I'm sorry" I plead. "and you look stunning, Will you be my date?" I asked her putting my hand on her waist. "of course Ajax" she smile up to me. "don't look at me I'm trying to look at you till I'm full" I grumble.

"sorry" she giggle

[your-favorite-god]

𝓥𝓲𝓽𝓪 𝓷𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪 𝓪𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪

part one: here!

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚜….

Really, it was a coincidence. No one knows why Wednesday Addams decided to come here. She had never explored this part of the woods before, it's not like she ever needed to really as the graveyard had always been her favorite place on the Addams property. But today Wednesday had decided she wanted to bury her brother alive, somewhere new. Somewhere far, where no one could save him. At the ripe age of 7, Wednesday had determined that she liked the pain of others. Since no one else was around, her brother was her favorite and only victim.

As the little addams was pouring dirt over the newly filled grave she heard a flapping sound, then a rustle of branches, then a snap of twigs. It all happened in quick succession and Wednesday was curious, just what creature is making such noise. As she looked around she saw a pair of bright golden eyes peeking at her through the trees.

"Who are you?" Wednesday asked, stoic but curious.

" I am called Endeara, and you", The voice answered.

"come out and I'll tell you" Wednesday demanded, clutching her shovel tightly in her fist. Prepared to destroy this new beast. Wednesday was never one for emotions, nothing really ever catching her interest much less shocking her. But if she was to feel such foolish things, she thinks it would be something like this. Wednesday had prepared herself for some new monster to add to her menagerie, yet her plans were foiled as out stepped a little girl. Close to her age it seemed, maybe a year or two older, with large horns and larger wings. Both a deep brown, almost black, flecked in what looked like gold. This winged little girl was dressed in what the Addams surmised as animal skins, covered in crystals and bones. Long hair to her legs with braids and small flowers, what especially caught the Addams eye was the white streak in the front. A stark contrast to the little being.

"What are you?", Wednesday asked again, and the girl... Endeara, laughed.

"I am fae, and now I have met your demands. It's time to hold up your end of the bargain, what is your name?"

"Wednesday."

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚏.

Young endearas moodboard made by me, please dont use/copy my work without credit.

Author note: this is a Yandere fanfiction. it will contain violence, unhealthy relationships, some steaminess, stalking, attempted kidnapping.... a lot. lots of attempted kidnapping. lots of stalking. obsessive thoughts and tendencies, enabling of criminal and morally questionable acts, sparse foul language- you know what. it'll be easier to just say whats NOT in here. no noncon, no dubcon, no pedophilia.

if you don't like the actor that plays Xavier, feel free to fan cast him.

I hope everyone enjoys, and remember. Don't do anything I wouldn't do😈

[angelsworks]

Nowhere to Hyde 1 Dark! Tyler Galpin x reader

1

Type: series

Requested: N/A

Summary: At his day job where he masquerades as just a Barista, Tyler meets his mate in the form of the new student at Nevermore.

Warnings: mature 18+ only. dark!Tyler, with yandere themes. Eventually the themes will get darker. Possessiveness, adult themes

Being a new student at Nevermore you were unsure of the people around you. The student body was split into social groups, often reflecting which species they were. For you, someone who didn’t fit that, it made it increasingly hard to find friends. You had no idea where to begin with navigating this strange new school you’d been sent to.

However you quickly caught up with the help of Enid, a friendly and extremely bubbly werewolf. She told you all about the groups on campus, and the history of all the couples, and the teachers, and the rumoured secret societies. It helped a lot to have someone like her around. You became fast friends. You lived close to her on campus and were able to visit often.

You bonded over many shared interest. While you weren’t as preppy as Enid you did class yourself as an optimist. You had to be.

The reason you had been sent to Nevermore was because of your puzzling abilities. While you didn’t have green fingers literally, you did have control over nature. You’d only really experimented with small plants and flowers.

After it had all gone wrong, you’d been sent here. It was a simple mistake. You’d been growing a tree from a sapling to a fully grown adult in your backyard. It took a lot of energy and concentration. What you hadn’t realised is that you were being watched, as some of your fellow school mates shouted at you and jeered, you’d lost concentration.

You could only watch as the branches grew out of control, launching through the windows of your house. The kids in question ran away. Telling anyone who would listen. It put your parents in an awkward position. Although they themselves had strange abilities, it was made clear - you had to leave.

Enid kind of understood what it was like to not fit in. She herself struggled with her lack of Lycan abilities.

When you heard she had a new roommate coming, you both looked forward to seeing a new face. That new face however didn’t look forward to seeing you. Wednesday was bold and honest. She didn’t hold back on anything she said. Her rawness drove people away and in truth it almost drove you and Enid away. But over a couple of weeks you grew as close as you could to the girl. Even though that wasn’t very close.

Over those weeks you and Wednesday talked over the case, leading to new discoveries down the road of Joseph Crackstone, Goody Addams, the case of crazy Rowan and the all too happy therapist. Enid tried not to listen, she thought the both of you crazy and paranoid. Although as time ticked on even she couldn’t deny that something was going on in Nevermore and in Jericho.

You made some serious break throughs, one of those being the discovery of a creature called the Hyde.

You’d kept in contact with your parents, using your weekly phone call to ask about the Hyde creature that seemed a mystery to all. Surprisingly your family had a history with the beast. Dating back generations. You asked for all the information they had to be sent over in the post.

After reviewing it you went to meet Wednesday and at the weathervane.

Tyler was the Hyde, that much was true. He’s been working with Marilynn Thornhill; against his will as it was, to act out her plan to rid Jericho of outcasts.

Trapped as the Hyde and alone with that knowledge had made Tyler paranoid. Paranoid someone would find out, take him away, or try to fix him.

While the murderous tendencies he faced while being the Hyde weren’t ideal, and neither was the blacking out, it made him feel alive. It gave him power he’d never had before.

It was just all being controlled by Thornhill.

His current job was to keep an eye on Wednesday and report back any discoveries she’d made. It was easy enough to do when she kept walking in to do her investigating at the Weathervane. The place he worked.

Sometimes she brought her little friends too. The werewolf, Enid, so bright it made his eyes hurt. The creep Xavier, his previous run ins with the guys had left a sour taste in his mouth.

To get close to Wednesday he’d had to feign some sort of interest in her and her dark ways, which hadn’t been easy. While she was pretty, she wasn’t his type and the hassle of dealing with Xavier would never be worth it.

Yet all his work seemed to have paid of because today she brought someone different. She brought someone new. She brought you.

As soon as you walked in, Tyler was hit by an overpowering scent. The scent so sweet it reminded him of summer. The flowery and vanilla scent engulfed his senses. For a minute he almost stumbled, making him grip the counter for support.

After becoming the Hyde he’d had an increase in his senses. His sight, hearing and smell had all become superhuman.

But no one smelt like you. He was ready to become the Hyde there and then. In the quiet coffee shop, in the normie village. Take you back to his cave and make you his, many time over.

The thoughts made him hot all over. It made blood flow to places he didn’t want it to flow to. It took a lot of deep breathing and some off putting images in his mind to calm his situation.

You sat with Wednesday, smiling brightly as you greeted her. A contrast to her blank stare and cold demeanour. Wednesday already had her drink, whereas you were left without one. This was his opportunity. The shop barely had an customers and those that were here were focusing on work for the most part.

He walked over to see you animatedly explaining something; smile bright, eyes gleaming, hands moving, lips so soft. By the time he’d walked over he had almost forgotten what he went over for.

“Tyler.” A monotone voice greeted.

The girls now stared at him, he needed to keep his cool.

“Wednesday, nice to see you again. And you are?”

You smiled, shooting out a hand for him to shake, “(Y/N), nice to meet you Tyler.”

Your skin was soft, so soft. Your touch send shivers down his spine. He wondered what it would feel like to have you hands on his cheek, in his hair, on his chest, on his -

He clears his throat, “What are you working on?”

“Classwork.” You lie. He can hear your heart beat faster as you struggle to make eye contact. You lied, and to him. But why?

He didn’t let it show on his face, but he was disappointed. Did you not feel what he felt.

“Ah, can I get you a drink or anything?”

Your smile returned and he was grateful, “oh just a (Y/D) please.”

He left to make your drink. Trying again to cool his blood flow.

You took out the old book your family had sent you. Explaining to Wednesday that your family had a history with discovering creatures. The Hyde had a whole chapter in the ancient book. Covering its appearance, it’s behaviour, it’s habitat, it’s mating rituals.

When you asked your parents how your ancestors knew such things they told you that they had close connections with them. Your mothers great great grandmother had been mated to one. Much different to being married to one.

For a Hyde, their abilities often made them uncontrollable. Their infliction occurred from a mutation and would only be triggered by a traumatic event, chemical inducement or hypnosis. Yet when under the control of a master this was rectified.

“So the Hyde is only part of our mystery, we’re looking for a Hyde and it’s Master.” Wednesday stated.

You nodded, smiling politely as you saw Tyler coming over. You shut the book moving it aside.

He placed your drink on the table.

“Thank you Tyler.” You smiled, meeting his eyes.

“No problem, are you working on the case?” He asked.

Wednesday flips her eyes up to Tyler, “Yes we’re researching the Hyde.”

Your eyes widen and they switch between Wednesday and Tyler. She sees your confusion, “Tyler knows about the case.”

“Oh.” You pull your book back out, opening it on the right page.

Tyler looks it over, not having to fake his interest this time. The pages are way past yellow, adorned with brown dust.

Pictures of the Hyde littered the page in various different mediums. Neat cursive writing annotating certain parts of the anatomy. He’s intrigued how you know so much; or how you’ve gotten such an old book about him.

Even Thornhill has little to no idea about Hydes, she just knows how to control them.

“Wow this book looks ancient, where did you find it?”

You explain it’s a family heirloom that’s been passed down and added to. You miss out that you have slight Hyde heritage.

Still you scent is intoxicating and when you move your hair from your shoulders it wafts more his way.

“That is interesting, what have you found?”

“Just a few things about the Hyde really. What it’s triggered by, where it lives, it’s mating process.”

Now that, that caught his attention.

“Really, a mating process . It’s like you’ve got a guide to the Hyde right there.”

Wednesdays eyes widened a fraction, realising that with slight Hyde heritage, it could be you. You noticed her change in demeanour, frowning.

“Are you okay Wednesday?” You asked , concerned.

She nodded, stiff as a board - not all that unusual for the girl, “I forgot I was meeting Xavier later today. You’ll have to excuse me.”

With that she leaves, making you sigh. You don’t know how your going to find your way back to Nevermore now.

Tyler moves to sit in the booth opposite. Analysing your appearance. From your eyes that sparkle in the light, to your hair that shimmers and your hands grip your (Y/D).

“Hey, if you don’t mind I’d love to learn more about the Hyde. Any chance you don’t mind sticking around for a bit?”

“No, not at all.” You smile. And he’s sure he’ll never grow tired of seeing it.

“Great, I finish in 20 minutes. Then I’ll be over.”

Tyler walks back over to the counter. Formulating a plan in his head of how he’s going to get to you. Here you were naive to the fact that he was the Hyde, with a book all about him.

He knew he wasn’t going to let you go anytime soon.

[teresalace]

I won't cry for you, Yandere Tyler Galpin x Female Reader Part 2

Yandere Tyler Galpin x Female Reader Part 2, "I won't cry for you"

Part one: here (PART 1)

• Words: 2358

•Triggers/Warnings: none

•Show: Wednesday (2022) Netflix

💖Author's Note😌: Happy almost Chinese new year everyone! Enjoy! And please remember 😅this story is more of what I imagine the show would be like in season2 but I haven't watched S1! 💖Much love! My Kofi is in my pinned post if you'd like to support me :-D Singapore based writer wo!

As promised, tagging y'all! @taylorsreputationsversion​ and @queen-wolf7577

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Summary: After successfully relocating the Hyde, Your mother's pet, Laurel Gates (Professor Thornhill), in a nearby town, you had almost not much else to do except to help see to that Tyler Galpin adjusts to his new life and identity. Yet as time goes by, you realized you had a terrifying fondness for his company but that's just because you see him as a wounded stray animal you've adopted. Surely you could overcome this attachment. Maybe. Like mother like daughter. . .

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The rest of the first week living with Tyler felt distant and polite, you liked it that way, being able to keep a close eye on his few unusual movements (other than staying cooped up, reading books and whatnot in his assigned room) and overall health in the house.

You'd conclude that he's overall healthy from the three meals he'd eat daily, though mentally you can't say for certain.

There was no need for conversations whenever you crossed paths with him when there wasn't anything to talk about, so in a way you were technically on a short holiday. He was barely an annoyance, always keeping to himself, no complaints whatsoever, had respectable minimal eye-contact with you whenever there's a brief moment of passing between you and him. . .

How nice, like he instinctively knew his place to be submissive. One less problem to deal with.

Until one early morning in the living room, at 7am of your usual waking time, you were surprised to see breakfast for two laid out on the coffee table. Two cups of coffee accompanying their own full plates of steaming hot pancakes– admittedly it was a strange, welcoming sight.

"I- uh- wanted to surprise you."

You whipped around at the sudden voice and observed Tyler standing behind you awkwardly, wearing layers of clothes with big pockets that hid his dangling arms.

So, Galpin made the first move.

You shot a swift glance between him and the breakfast before easing a small smile out of your stiff lips. "consider me surprised, Galpin."

Huh, he usually wouldn't come out of his room at this time. . . (Which was why you chose this time to be busy in doing your other tasks and grocery shopping.) It got you thinking, suspecting him of wanting to gain something from you. Let's hear it first before throwing a dog a bone.

"I'm glad you're awake, uh the pancakes won't get soggy then." He says, tone genuinely relieved. Almost sounding like he was actually glad he didn't have to go up to your room to get you for breakfast. . . Or he was one incredible actor.

Either way, you weren't mad. It was more than interesting living with a former normie. You were glad in a way that he had settled down nicely but it did seem somewhat suspicious. He settled down way too fast- but you'd think you would be desperate to adapt if you were in his shoes and even overwhelmingly grateful to be given assistance.

"After you, Galpin." You gestured towards the food on the coffee table, a low grumbling in your empty stomach urging you to eat already. He quickly protested, "oh n-no, you go first. . ."

You raised an eyebrow, it only took a few more seconds of staring for him to zip up and hesitantly nodding in defeat. He went to take a seat at the coffee table and you followed suit, sitting across from him.

The steam of the rich creamy coffee hit your nostrils the moment you sat down and took a deep breath in. And even though there was barely any movement from infront of you, you carefully sipped the hot coffee. . . Just one drop. Wow.

"This is really good," you admitted outloud, looking into your mocha-coloured coffee, surprising yourself in the process. "I don't think I've had coffee taste this good in years."

A small whoosh of relief released from across you but when you flicked your gaze up, Tyler had already started grabbing his cutlery and wore a bigger smile while cutting through his pancakes. "Glad I have something to bring to the table. I guess working in café wasn't so bad," he finished his sentence by stuffing himself a large bite and chewing with intense urgency.

His attention zeroed in on his food once he saw you begining to eat yours.

Gosh, he must've been starving waiting for you to get out of your room. Not that you felt guilty but for a moment as you stared at him engoring himself with pancakes. . . Your heart sunk a little and pitied him. For only a moment, of course. . .

He made breakfast for you because he felt indebted to you. Simple enough for you to understand and not question.

No wonder he seemed the tiniest, slightest bit on edge around you the past few days and from the corner of your eyes- you'd occasionally catch him watching you subtly while you ate. Maybe he was worried of what you'd say to him.

Like a worried tenant trying to please their unpredictable landlord from kicking them out.

In the dead quiet other than steel clinking and the muffled beeping of cars outside, he must've sensed your blatant stare on him as he shifted in his seat and tried to smile casually. "I forgot to say this but good morning," he greeted, evergreen eyes boring into yours.

You slowly nodded, copying his friendly smile to a tee, "morning."

That was already a huge effort you never expected yourself to make, especially willing without any underlying intention. It's only been a few days since you've adopted– gave a place for him to stay. . . You couldn't possibly be growing an attachment to him.

It can't be possible, you reassured yourself mentally while finishing off the rest of the fluffy pancakes.

You were leaving soon in a week or two anyways, these interactions are temporary and won't even be remembered in a couple of months for you. Good.

"Galpin," you called when he was about to take away your empty place along with his, "thank you. Your pancakes were delicious, so was the coffee. You didn't have to do this."

He shrugged his back at you, putting down the empty dishes in the sink before he turnt on the faucet.

"I can't just sit back and not do anything. You've already done alot for me so. . . " He washed the cups through the running water. "I thought making breakfast for you would help you relax," Tyler said nonchalantly as he washed the rest of the dishes.

Huh, did you seem stressed to him?

A slow smile spread on your face when you looked around the tidy living room, arms crossed. "How nice, thank you, Galpin."

"I also took out the trash. Gotta pull my weight here, right." He chuckled lightly, trying to sound humorous while drying his hands with a hand towel by the kitchen counter.

As much as he's right, you initially prefered being alone in the mornings but without your dear plants near– Tyler soon became a good substitute for some company. . . You really need to take another long hot shower before you begin thinking again.

He stood idle across from you, tucking his hands in an oversized jacket your family member used to wear. (No doubt he found from the closet in his room) "So I guess this is uh, see you later?"

"Sure, see you. Galpin," you nodded, watching him back away and retreating up the stairs quietly with a short glance thrown behind his shoulder at you before disappearing.

Only when the clicking of his door closing echoed through the house were you finally able to fully relax and do the rest of your morning routine. . . .

After much housework and managing some of your mother's leftover papers (on subjects unknown to you), you recalled not having checked if the meat had gone bad, so you did.

Slowly opening the freezer of the fridge did not prepare you enough for the shocking sight of a cold white empty space. How did a dozen of plastic packaged red meat that you just recently ordered a few days ago, become completely gone in no time.

Obvious answer: Tyler Galpin.

You slowly closed the freezer and went to check the trash bin in the kitchen, only to see an empty bin. . . Ah right, Tyler did say he threw the trash away earlier.

The pots and pans are crisp and clean, but since you weren't always at this second house with Tyler– there were many time gaps where he could've cooked or fried the meat. Assuming he cooked it at all.

You rubbed your feet against the floor, sensing no grease nor oil on the smoothe clean surface. He must've found the mop somewhere and cleaned after his cooking. . .

What funny timing. Except that you don't remember reading anything about Hydes craving meat, but could you have misread? Impossible.

You needed some time to think about Tyler's abnormal cravings (and recalling the bloodied state he was in when you discovered him in the woods) he most likely is going through some kind of withdrawal.

Then again, you aren't a monster expert so you need to call someone who is.

So you reached behind you for your phone, secretly hidden in your back pocket but froze in place. Wait what were you thinking, (Name), this is so unnecessary. You've helped him enough, whatever else he goes through he should deal with it. Not you.

Your hand dropped from your back as you continued going about your day in endless amounts of work, peacefully. Or so you convinced yourself.

And for hours long you didn't see Tyler until he came down the stairs suddenly, all jittery and nervous smiles when noticing your stare on him from the couch.

"Afternoon, Galpin." You greeted before looking back down to your work laptop.

"Ye-yeah, good afternoon," he softly said, watching you for a couple of seconds before taking any action.

Him walking towards you in a casual saunter like he had something important to say, opening his mouth before closing it. You glanced up and blinked at him questioningly.

"Um- If it's at all possible. . . Could I talk to my dad? Or just send a letter, something to let him know I'm alive. . ." He asked pleading, heavy toned.

Staring intensely into yours was his forest green eyes shrouded by the shadows of his front curly hair. Eyes full of uncertainty and glimmering hope yet also prepared for the least favourable answer.

So you pulled the laptop closed while maintaining steely eye-contact and asked. "Galpin, Isn't it dangerous to be contacting your father during this time?"

By this time, you meant when the whole town's police force could potentially be on the hunt for him, an escaped murderer.

His eyes shone brighter after hearing you not say no. Tyler then confidently stood firmer, like an opportunist he took what he could get.

"Nothing's gonna happen if we're already out of Jericho," he said it matter-of-factly with a dead serious expression, "the cops don't search anyplace far. . ." Looks like his father must've told him something for his confident to skyrocket in this area.

"I'll see what I can do." You rose from your comfortable seat, "I won't guarantee anything except your safety, remember that, Galpin."

You smoothly maneuvered around a wide-eyed standing Tyler as he tried to speak as you headed up the stairs. Towards your bedroom.

Because somewhere deep inside your wardrobe was a cardboard box full of throwaway phones incase of emergencies. And this wasn't an emergency but a small favour that could lead to a potential disaster if one was careless.

Shaking these useless thoughts out of your head, you took one of the phones and hid the box again.

After going back down to the living room where Tyler was waiting for you, sitting on the couch this time- on the place where you last sat, you just stood Infront of him.

"Your hand, please."

Curious, he held his hand up to you. Only for you to put a black burner phone in it, his thumb accidentally brushing along the side of your hand as you do.

"Smash it or step on it, anything. Do what is necessary to destroy it after your call. Absolutely make sure you get rid of it, your future depends on it." You immediately returned your hand to your side, feeling a small tingle spreading- comfortably.

Too comfortably for your liking.

"Thanks, seriously. I- This means a lot to me," he stuttered, smiling widely, gratefully then stared at the burner phone in his hand in contemplation.

In that smile you almost lost yourself but snapped out of it quickly, he just has a nice smile, that's all.

For a split second it reminded you of your mother's many practiced smiles, generously wide with all her pearly white teeth on display to show how harmless she is. She taught you better than to trust smiley people.

Tyler stood up from the couch and peered into your eyes, breaking your train of thought completely. "I'll see you later then?" He asked softly, the burner phone gripped tightly in his palm.

"Maybe, I'm not sure of my schedule. Another time, Galpin." You shrugged then turned to leave before he could call you.

Now that you think about it, today's been a day full of interactions between Tyler and you. You weren't sure what to feel about it.

So off you went to your room, your mind battling itself the whole way up the stairs. . . As you laid on your bed, your brain alarmed you of what would happen if Tyler were to mess up any one thing.

A clue that'd give away his location. Any word mentioning you, a technical accomplice.

You didn't trust him enough to be helping him at all.

You'd be in big trouble. Worse trouble if the police got involved. . . Mother would find out about the. . . Escaped prisoner? Guest? Visitor? It didn't really matter what to call him except that his existence right now is a secret.

One of your few secrets that had a ticking bomb.

You grabbed your phone from underneath your pillow and dialled a number you hadn't expect yourself to call in months. . . And for the person to answer instantly with a gruffy laugh.

"Well well well, if it isn't the sweet consequence of my actions."

A somber smile lifted on your face at the older voice against your ear. Looks like Tyler won't be the only person calling his father today.

"I need some help."