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Hi! I am sorry but I saw your requests open and I am wondering if you could do a Tyler Galpin x reader where they had been together up until Wednesdsy appeared and then he ghosted her completely, his relationship with Wednesdsy developing exactly as we saw in the show, but after he runs from Willow Hill all he can think is reader and why she never visited. Sorry if it's too long or complicated, if you.can't or won't do it it's okay
Hi! Okay so this took me way longer to get to that I originally planned, so for that I am very very sorry. I hope you like what I came up with. Full disclosure I wrote this in one sitting and it isnât proofread. Also itâs pretty short, sitting at just under 600 words..
CW: angsty, open ending, no use of y/n
It was warmer out than normal for this time of year in Jericho, even now with the moon high in the sky it was borderline uncomfortable inside your bedroom. So you did the only reasonable thing, you opened your window.
The slight breeze felt nice as you laid back against your pillows, on top of your bedsheets. You reached over and turned your lamp off, ready to let sleep take you in its awaiting arms. And that it did, for a short while anyways.
You wake with a jolt from a dream, well, it was more of a nightmare than anything. One youâd been having for months. Ever since Tyler Galpin was arrested and admitted to Willow Hill. The thought of him being the beast that had killed people, the fact that you once trusted him, let him into your heart, sent shivers down your spine.
Itâs as youâre laying there, staring up at your ceiling and willing yourself to fall back asleep, that you hear it. The screen of your window getting popped off and someone climbing in. Your heart beats loudly in your ears as you carefully reach out, attempting to turn on your lamp.
âI wouldnât do that.â Your hand stills immediately. You couldnât have been hearing right. Thereâs no way. And then the person in your room speaks again, saying your name like a plea. Tyler Galpin.
You sit up in bed, eyes landing on the shadowed figure of the boy. The moon does little to illuminate your room, but itâs enough that you can make out basic shapes. âWhat are you doing here?â
âI waited for you⊠in Willow Hill. I waited and waited, but you never came.â Tyler muttered.
âI-what?â You stammered, sleep still clouding your brain slightly.
âWhy didnât you visit me?â He clarified. You stared at the shape of him in the corner of your room, mouth agape in shock.
âWhy would I have visited?â Your tone was soft, almost a whisper, but you still saw his body flinch at the words. You sigh, âTyler, we havenât spoken in almost a year, if not longer. You ghosted me the second the Addams girl came to town. You chose her.â
âI was always thinking of you⊠I-I didnât want to leave you. She made me..â You wondered who this âsheâ was, at first thinking he meant Wednesday. But the way he said the word, like it was a curse, made you abandon that thought. It was someone else, someone he obviously didnât want to talk about.
âYou still did, Tyler.â A breath of silence, âYou-you should leaveâŠâ
âNo, please!â Tyler inched towards you and instinctively you scooted back. âAt least⊠at least let me stay here for the night..â
You watched him, squinting in the dark as if youâd be able to see better. Shockingly it worked a little, or maybe it was just that he was now standing in a moonbeam. Tylerâs cheeks were hollow, his eyes dark and sunken in. His skin looked pale, but that could just be the lighting. Either way there was a sheen of sweat over his face and his arms hugged his torso. He looked miserable.
And even though he hurt you, he was still another person that was in obvious need of help. He was still the Tyler you had once known, even if that version was probably buried deep down within his being. âFine. But just tonight and you need to leave before my parents wake up. Deal?â
âDeal!â
Forbidden Fruit (Chapter 7)
Pairing: Tyler Galpin/Female!Reader
Summary: Tyler Galpin comes into your life unexpectedly, bringing with him an even more unexpected relationship. He is sweet and charming and makes you believe in yourself in a way you hadn't thought possible. But when certain truths come to light and you're left permanently scarred, everything changes. While everyone around you urges you to move on, you can't ignore the feelings that still fester in your chest, the pull you feel towards Tyler.
CW: Violence, reader gets injured, angst
AN: I am back from the dead! I want to apologize for how long this took to get out. I got sick in the beginning of January and it just wiped my brain of writing. Needless to say that I was in a VERY large writers block for a few months. That partnered with some things in my personal life that made it hard for me to even want to write⊠it's been a hell of a year so far. And it's only march! But here we are! with the final part of Season One completed! Going forward I don't think I'll have a set update schedule because there are still parts of season two's story line that I'm trying to work out but fingers crossed that it isn't as long of a gap between the chapters going forward.
I hope ya'll enjoy this chapter!
Also! I have a playlist on Spotify if anyone is curious. It contains songs that give the vibe of this fic.
âWhat do you mean Xavier isnât the Hyde?â You ask, completely taken off guard. âYou just had him arrested.âÂ
âIt was a miscalculation. I jumped to a conclusion.â Wednesday explains, acting as if a simple Iâm sorry will set things right.Â
âIâm sure thatâll work on the cops.â You roll your eyes and sigh deeply. âSo who is the Hyde then?âÂ
Wednesday looks at you, no, she assesses you. Eyes narrow and expression serious. âI have to go. I will explain later.âÂ
âWh- Go where?â You follow her, step for step as she walks out of the dorm and down the hall. âWednesday, whoâs the Hyde?âÂ
âI canât tell you yet. And I promise itâs for a good reason.â She whirls around and stops suddenly causing you to nearly run right into her. âStop following me. Go back to your room.âÂ
With that she turns and leaves. Leaving you standing in the hallway equal parts confused and frustrated.Â
Blazing a fanfic is crazy work, I don't go here but I applaud your gumption. Hope you reach your target audience <3
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Forbidden Fruit (Chapter 6)
Pairing: Tyler Galpin/Female!Reader
Summary: Tyler Galpin comes into your life unexpectedly, bringing with him an even more unexpected relationship. He is sweet and charming and makes you believe in yourself in a way you hadn't thought possible. But when certain truths come to light and you're left permanently scarred, everything changes. While everyone around you urges you to move on, you can't ignore the feelings that still fester in your chest, the pull you feel towards Tyler.
CW: just some cute stuff :)
AN: Happy Holiday's!! I hope everyone that celebrates it had a good Christmas! And happy early New Year! Side note- I went back and changed the wording in chapters 3 and 4 because at that point they didn't know that the creature is a Hyde.
Also! I have a playlist on Spotify if anyone is curious. It contains songs that give the vibe of this fic.
(Pretend it isn't Wednesday in the gif)
Cross Posted on AO3
Rain patters against the top of your open umbrella, occasionally hitting your face if the wind blows a certain way. The bottoms of your pants are soaked and, unfortunately, you have discovered a hole in one of your shoes. If your sock gradually getting more and more wet is anything to go by.Â
The whole town, including the students and most of the facility of Nevermore stand in a loosely formed semicircle around the open grave and closed casket of the former mayor.Â
Tyler stands near the front of the crowd, being the sheriffâs son and all. Before you can convince yourself not to, you slowly creep your way through the ocean of people, careful not to let Weems notice.Â
Even though you werenât technically punished for Wednesdayâs birthday outing, and she thankfully decided not to call your mom, youâre still very aware of the feeling of eyes watching your every move. It makes your skin crawl and the hairs on the back of your neck stand.
Now standing behind Tyler, you carefully reach a hand out and bump it into his, as a way to announce your presence before interlocking your fingers with his. He glances over his shoulder, and smiles at you. Itâs a small smile and doesnât reach his eyes, which are red and have dark circles under them. You furrow your brows and cock your head. He shakes his head, a clear message that reads ânot hereâ. He turns his head forward again.Â
Forbidden Fruit (Chapter 5)
Pairing: Tyler Galpin/Female!Reader
Summary: Tyler Galpin comes into your life unexpectedly, bringing with him an even more unexpected relationship. He is sweet and charming and makes you believe in yourself in a way you hadn't thought possible. But when certain truths come to light and you're left permanently scarred, everything changes. While everyone around you urges you to move on, you can't ignore the feelings that still fester in your chest, the pull you feel towards Tyler.
CW: Nothing really. description of reader turning into a werewolf, but its not gore-y or anything.
AN: Hello! I am back with a new chapter! I want to apologize for being late with the update. I get taken out by a nasty tooth infection and couldn't think straight enough to write anything coherent. For those that might not have seen the final poll results, updates will be every other week and should be on the longer side.
Also! I have a playlist on Spotify if anyone is curious. It contains songs that give the vibe of this fic.
Cross Posted on AO3
When you wake up the next morning, itâs not to the quiet cooâs of a morning dove or the smell of coffee. Itâs to the sound of the front door opening and closing rather abruptly, boots stomping heavily on old hardwood flooring, and something metal clanging against the kitchen counter.Â
You donât open your eyes, refusing to acknowledge that a new day has begun and that youâll have to deal with your mother again. You pull the blanket tighter around yourself and nuzzle your head against the pillow. The same pillow thatâs still resting on Tylerâs lap⊠because you fell asleep on Tylerâs couch⊠in Tylerâs house.Â
You remember all of this at precisely the same moment that the newcomer to the house also seems to realize that thereâs a stranger sleeping on their couch, according to the gruff, slightly bewildered âWhat the hell?âÂ
You sit up and look over the back of the couch, making eye contact with, whom you can only assume is Donovan Galpin, Tylerâs father, the sheriff of Jericho. He stands in the entrance to the living room, expression equal parts surprised and irritated. Though part of you thinks the âirritatedâ is just his default if all the stories youâve heard are anything to go by.
âUm⊠hi.â You greet awkwardly. Of all the ways you thought youâd meet Tylerâs dad, waking up on his couch was not one of them.Â
âTyler!â Mr. Galpin yells. Startling you and, the previously sleeping, Tyler.Â
âWha- hi dad.â Tyler says around a yawn, stretching his arms. His eyes, still a little droopy from having just woken up, land on you and Tyler smiles all sleepily. And then reality seeps in. His eyes widen comically and he sits up straighter than you thought humanly possible. âDad!âÂ
âYou have ten seconds to give me a good reason as to why you had a girl in this house while I was conveniently on patrol all night.â Mr. Galpin rests his hands on his hips, looking at Tyler expectantly. âAnd it better be a good reason.âÂ
âMr. Galpin I-âÂ
He holds up a finger, silencing you. He doesnât even look at you for more than a second as he says, âI didnât ask you.âÂ
âNothing happened. We fell asleep while watching TV.â Tyler explains, now sitting on the edge of the couch. âShe had a bad day a-and needed a break.âÂ
âThat doesnât explain why sheâs here. In my house. Without permission.â Mr. Galpin bites back. You instinctively recoil, itâs slight, more of a twitch than anything, but Tyler still notices and moves to put himself slightly more in between you and his dad. Mr. Galpin starts to say something, the beginning of a sentence on the tip of his tongue, but gets cut off by his cell phone ringing on the kitchen counter.Â
âThis isnât over.â He says, pointing at Tyler before stomping back into the kitchen.Â
âIâm sorry.â You whisper to Tyler as soon as Mr. Galpinâs muffled voice starts talking to whoever called.
âWhat for?â Tyler asks incredulously.Â
âYour dadâs mad at you and itâs kind of my fault?â You respond like itâs obvious.Â
âThat?â Tyler huffs, shrugging his shoulders. âThatâs just him. Heâd be mad at me for something even if you werenât here.âÂ
You huff out a laugh just as Mr. Galpin renters the living room.Â
âJust got a call from the station about a missing Nevermore student.â Mr. Galpin stares you down and you shift in your seat uncomfortably. âYou wouldnât know anything about that would you?âÂ
You feign thinking it over before shaking your head. âNope.âÂ
âReally?â Mr. Galpin did not believe you one bit. âSo that isnât your uniform hanging over the back of my chair?âÂ
âUh-âÂ
âAnd the school knows exactly where you are right now? They okayed you spending the night off campus in someoneâs house without talking to the owner of said house?âÂ
âWell.. Itâs-âÂ
âItâs what? A funny story?â Mr. Galpin deadpans. âYou can fill me in on the way to the station. Grab your things, letâs go.âÂ
âWhat?! The station? Come on Dad, I know she snuck out and everything but-â Tyler starts trying to reason with his dad while you stand and grab your school uniform, heading to the bathroom to change.
âCalm down!â You hear Mr. Galpin say. âHer parents are there. Iâm just taking her to them.âÂ
Great. Not only do you have to sit in a car with Tylerâs dad, but youâll have a whole car ride with your mom and no way to avoid her nagging.Â
Today was turning out great.
The ride to the station turned out better than you expected. No interrogating questions or smart remarks. No wayward comments or opinions. Just quiet. Sure it was a little awkward, but youâd take that over what was awaiting you on the ride back to Nevermore.Â
Mr. Galpin pushes the entrance door open and holds it for you to walk in before him. Probably trying to make sure you didnât sprint the other way. And with how tense every muscle in your body felt, you can understand why heâd take the precaution.Â
You can hear your mother before you see her, berating whichever poor officer got in her way or told her to do something.Â
âI will not quiet down.â Her shrill voice mocks, reverberating down the hallway as you approach. âMy daughter is missing!â You round the corner just in time to see her whirl around on her heel and jab a perfectly manicured nail into the officer's chest. âAnd another thing-â
âMom!â You call, effectively freezing her in place. âEnough⊠Iâm fine.âÂ
She doesnât move right away, simply staring at you with her finger still jabbing against the officer and her mouth parted mid word. But once she does move, itâs exaggerated, over the top rushing to you and pulling you into her arms. To anyone else, it would look like a distressed mother finally embracing her missing child, but the not-so-subtle dig of your mothers claws into your skin tells you her true feelings.Â
Over her shoulder you spot your father. Heâs quite not exactly looking at you, just in your general direction. While he doesnât look angry and isnât giving the same performance that your mother is, you can tell from the subtle tick in his jaw that he is less than pleased. And thatâs the thing that plants a ball of guilt into your stomach. Â
Tylerâs dad greets your parents, introducing himself as the town sheriff. He extends his hand and your father shakes it amicably, but when he holds it out for your mother, she scoffs as she lets you out of the hug but still keeps a bruising grip on your arm.
âSheriff?â She sneers, âYour son is the cause of this?â The judgement was practically coming off of her in waves.Â
âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â Mr. Galpin asks warily.Â
âMy daughter has never acted out before. She meets your son and now suddenly sheâs sneaking off campus and spending the night at some boys house. And you just what, was okay with that?!âÂ
âMom, please-âÂ
âHush.â Your mother shushes you, squeezing your arm harder.Â
âIâm not okay with it. And had I not been patrolling all night I never would have let it happen.â Mr. Galpin seems to catch his slip up the second your mother does.Â
âYou werenât even there? Your son,â she jabs a finger into the sheriffs chest, âhad my daughter,â she shakes your arm, âalone in your house all night!?âÂ
âNothing happened!â You loudly say, exasperated. âWe fell asleep on the couch. Thatâs it.âÂ
Your mother levels her glare at you, a scowl etched onto her face. Sheâs quiet for a moment as she stares you down, then speaks to Mr. Galpin again. âKeep your son away from my daughter.â Itâs said evenly, with as much malice as she can muster. Which you know from experience, is a lot.Â
âLikewise.â The sheriff spits back.
It takes another grueling hour before youâre sitting in the backseat of your parentâs car and driving back to Nevermore.Â
âWhat were you thinking?â Your mother demands not even a second after the car doors are shut and locked. She turns around in her seat to face you as your father silently starts up the car and begins driving. âSneaking out?âÂ
âI already told you⊠nothing happened. I just needed to clear my head.âÂ
âAnd thatâs supposed to make things okay?â Your mom laughs, itâs cold, condescending. âI never should have let you come to this school. Weâre pulling you out the second we get back.âÂ
Your blood runs cold and you stutter out a breathy, âWhat? No you canât!âÂ
âI can and I will. Itâs obvious that you canât be left without supervision. My supervision. This is for your own good. Trust me, sweetie.â Your mother reaches a hand back and pats your knee, her smile sending bile up your throat. âIf I let you stay here, youâd get corrupted beyond repair. And then who would want you?â She sits back in her seat normally, folding her hands in her lap as he locks eyes with you through the rearview mirror. âYouâll thank me one day.âÂ
âIâm sorry,â Principal Weems says. âBut we simply cannot allow you to pull your daughter from Nevermore this far into the year.â Her expression is one of soft remorse, but her tone is nothing short of finite power, leaving no room for arguments.Â
And yet, your mother still pushes back.Â
âShe is my child. If I want to pull her from the school I can.â Your mother sneers.Â
âYes, my apologies. Let me rephrase. We strongly recommend you donât. Your daughter is doing very well academically and is quite involved with school activities.â Principal Weems explains. âWhen she first came to us, she was reserved and very quiet with failing grades. You yourself expressed your concern for her future if she didnât improve, yes?âÂ
âI-wellâŠyes.â Your mother stutters, seeming genuinely taken aback or caught off guard. That was a first.Â
âAnd you still have that concern?â Principal Weems continues, leading your mother into a well laid trap. You had always admired Principal Weems for her confidence, not you truly liked the woman. Simply for her ability to read your mother like a book, a feat no one else has seemingly even been able to do.Â
âOf course!â Your mother responds incredulously, clutching her chest as if sheâd been deeply offended.Â
âThen allow your daughter to stay. She is clearly thriving at our school, and this is truly the best place for her.âÂ
âFine. I suppose you have a point. But I want her off campus privileges suspended.â Your mother concedes.Â
âI can arrange that.â Principal Weems smiles and when your mother looks away she casts a look at you and winks.Â
One layer in the knot that had been forming in your stomach all morning unravels.Â
The next two weeks of your life go by slowly. Each day feeling like its own week, and the weekend feeling even longer without classes as a distraction.Â
Each morning you wake up, begrudgingly get out of bed and go to class. Every afternoon you attend club activities and plaster on a fake smile, one that never reaches your dull eyes. And every evening you send Tyler a text that doesnât get looked at or responded too.
A voice in the back of your mind tells you to take the hint and stop texting him. That he doesnât want the drama that comes with continuing to see or talk to you. And at first you fought against that voice, telling yourself that it wasnât true. But as the days went on, the voice got louder. And by the end of the second week, it was all you could hear.Â
A welcomed distraction from that voice came in the form of Wednesdayâs birthday.Â
Enid insisted on throwing her âroommateââeveryone knew they were more than thatâa surprise party at midnight. Which went as well as you could expect.Â
With Things help Enid had managed to get Wednesday to Crackstones crypt, where you, Bianca, Xavier, Ajax and a few others waited. You all jumped out and sang happy birthday, Enid presented the cake, and then Wednesday saw a clue and promptly had what looked to be a seizure. When she finally came back to consciousness, Wednesday stood and rushed back to her and Enidâs dorm.Â
From what Enid told you that morning before classes, she and Wednesday had had a small disagreement that had, in Enidâs words, âTotally harshed her mood.âÂ
The rest of your Friday went by normally, you caught up on school work, finished a term paper, and read in the quad all while desperately trying to drown out the voice screaming inside your head.Â
Willing to take any opportunity to distract yourself, you jumped at the idea of sneaking off campus. Even if it being a full moon made you a little nervous at the risk of transforming. You hoped being preoccupied would keep the wolf at bay.Â
So now youâre leaning against the outside wall surrounding Nevermore, waiting for Enid and Wednesday and glaring at the ever present full moon as it slowly rises in the night sky. Luckily, you don't have to wait long before the crunching of leaves alerts you to The Wednesday and Enidâs presence.Â
You push off the wall, meeting them part way, pausing and cocking your head when you notice their peculiar choice of matching accessories.
âWhat are you wearing?â You ask, motioning to the length of fabric covering both of their heads as they come to a stop in front of you.Â
âTheyâre snoods!â Enid responds enthusiastically, grinning from ear to ear and rocking excitedly on the balls of her feet.Â
âRight.. snoods.â You nod, still confused but not willing to dive into that discussion at the moment. âSo where are we going?âÂ
âThe Gates mansion.â Wednesday says, a menacing smirk laying on her lips.Â
âOkay⊠and how are we going to get there?âÂ
âThatâs how.â Wednesday looks behind you and motions with her head.Â
You turn around in time to see a car pull up with its headlights turned off. It rolls to a stop and Wednesday wastes little time getting into the passenger seat while you and Enid climb into the back. Itâs then that you take note of the driver.Â
âTyler?âÂ
He looks back at you and smiles sheepishly. âHiâŠâÂ
âHeâs our driver?â Enid questions as you continue to stare at Tyler.Â
âYes.â Wednesday says. âNow letâs go.âÂ
The old Gates mansion is creepy. Which you suppose is to be expected, all things considered. But still, walking into the abandoned home sent chills down your spine.Â
The four of you slowly explore the first level. Tyler walks alongside you, trying to continue as if he hasnât been ignoring you all week. It confuses you and makes your heart sting in your chest. The voice in your head tells you heâs playing games with you but your heart thinks otherwise.Â
Each time he tries to talk to you, you direct the conversation back to the investigation. You ask Wednesday a question or point out a suspicious object. And that plan seemed to be working just fine.Â
Until Wednesday suggested splitting up into groups. Her and Enid. You and Tyler.Â
âWhy are you ignoring me?â Tyler asks the moment you two are alone. âDid I do something wrong?âÂ
You donât answer him, opting instead to turn your back to him and sift through dusty items. He calls your name and again you ignore him. Then thereâs a hand closing around your elbow and he spins you to face him.Â
âWhat happened? I-I thought things were going well?â Tylerâs eyes bore into yours. Soft and big and doe-eyed, but scared.Â
âThought things were going well?â You copy back incredulously. âTyler, youâve been ghosting me for two weeks! Not a single text. Or call. Hell, not even a letter. Nothing.â
âIâm sorry,â Tyler apologizes, but you're not done yet. Not completely.Â
âYou ignored me for two weeks! Do you have any idea what that did to me? After what happened the last time I saw you?â Tyler hangs his head, his grip on your elbow loosening slightly. âAt first I just wrote it off.. maybe you were busy.. but the longer it went on? I was terrified that my mom had driven you away or threatened you.. and then I was just hurt, Tyler. Now you just show up and act like nothing happened?â
You pull your arm free from Tylerâs grasp, your heart hammering in your chest as you fight back the surge of emotions threatening not only to spill over, but to cause a shift.Â
Remain calm. You repeat the words in your mind like a mantra.Â
Your name weakly falls from Tylerâs lips, âI-Iâm so sorry.. my dad grounded me, he took my phone. I only just got it back earlier today.. I didnât mean to hurt you, I promise..âÂ
He moves to grab your hand and you flinch away more harshly than you mean. The hurt that flashes in his eyes pains you, even if you are upset with him.
âI-I just need a minute⊠I have to calm down..â You say as an explanation. Thankfully, Tyler just nods, the motion small and barely noticeable in the dim lighting of your flashlights, and you rush out of the mansion.Â
Outside the cold bites at your cheeks. A welcome change from the burning heat that currently resides under your skin. Youâre panting, sucking down air like youâve just finished a marathon.Â
The full moon hangs above you in the sky, taunting you. Its light dances over your skin, your wolf tingling with the desire to shift. You glare at the moon, groaning dramatically before falling to a crouch and dropping your head into your hands.Â
You curse your mother. You curse your own inability to control your emotions. You curse Tyler. And, for good measure, you curse the moon.Â
Then something in the air changes. The woods around you become deathly still. No wind rustles the leaves, no cricket makes a chirp, nothing. And then, Tyler yells.
âGuys! Get out! Itâs here!â Before a monstrous roar is heard accompanied by Tyler screaming.Â
The jolt of panic that runs up your spine is enough of a break in what little control you had for the wolf to take over. Your bones crack and shift uncomfortably as arms and legs elongate and become animalistic. Your spine bends, your shoulder blades twist , and long claws replace fingernails. Your nose and mouth jut out from your face as your skull shifts, creating a muzzle. Lastly, your canines sharpen and grow, hanging past your lips.Â
You shake your head, clearing the fog that clouds your mind, and send your own roar into the night sky. An answer and a warning to the beast lurking within the abandoned mansion.Â
Your steps are quiet as you stalk through the entrance of the Gates Mansion. Your ears swivel back and forth, listening for any signs of where the beast was located. You lift your head, sniffing the air.Â
Fear has always left a bad taste in your mouth, like rotten fruit. The smell of it is no better. It coils around your nose like thick acrid smoke as Enid's muffled screams reach your ears.Â
You find the beast peering through the clawed door of a dumbwaiter. Inside sit a frightened Wednesday and Enid. You growl, the sound vibrating low in your chest, and the creatureâs head whips around to look at you. Saliva drips from sharp, jagged teeth. Wide eyes stare back at you as it slowly turns the rest of its large disproportionate body in your direction. You snarl, baring your teeth and the beast roars back. The sound is so loud the house seems to shake. It sniffs the air, and something in the creature changes. Itâs small and almost unnoticeable, almost as if it recognizes you. It eyes you curiously, taking a slow deliberate step towards you, lowering its head. As if submitting to you.
Behind the beast, the dumbwaiter suddenly plummets, causing the creature to look away from you for a split second. In that split second you lunge at the beast and knock it off kilter, allowing you to circle it. You ram into it, backing the creature into an old, dust covered bedroom. The beast growls at you, a strange low mix of something between a rumble and a purr, whatever was happening before the dumbwaiter fell, any type of submission is long gone. It swipes at you with long claws, but never actually lands a blow. You slowly manage to back it further into the room until its back bumps into a window.Â
It looks between you and the window, as if calculating its next move, before kicking out the glass with a hind leg. It watches you for another moment for jumping from the window.Â
When you look past the broken glass to the ground beneath the window, the beast is nowhere to be seen.
Having not yet shifted back, you follow the scent of blood, finding Tyler hiding in a concrete archway. Heâs holding a hand to his chest where blood seeps into his shirt from clawmarks. You whine, flattening your ears and lowering yourself to appear less threatening. Tyler says your name in question before tentatively reaching his hand out to you. You nuzzle against it with your nose, and he pets your head, smiling softly as he chuckles in disbelief. You lay next to him, placing your head in his lap not unlike a large, normal, dog.Â
The irony is not lost on you, you just canât find it in yourself to care at the moment.Â
You lay there until Wednesday and Enid join the two of you. And, shockingly, Xavier. By the time itâs deemed safe enough to get back to Tyler's car and leave, the moon is low enough in the sky that you shift back and climb into the backseat with Tyler and Enid while Xavier gets behind the wheel.
Back at Tylerâs house you make quick work of grabbing the first aid kit you had seen in the bathroom the last time you were here. You instruct Tyler to sit at the dining room table and unbutton his shirt so you could clean his wounds.Â
Nobody spoke as you tended to Tyler, though Wednesday kept sharing this look with Enid that makes you suspect that they found something, but that someone in the room wasnât supposed to know that. Youâd have to ask them later.Â
You are just about done adding the last strip of medical tape on one of the deep gashes on Tylerâs chest when his father walks in.Â
âWhat the hell happened?â Mr. Galpin says, stopping in the doorway. You and Tyler both shoot to your feet, Tyler taking a step to be just slightly in front of you. âThis was you wasnât it?â He accuses Wednesday.Â
âWait, dad, please. Iâm fine.â Tyler rushes out, putting an arm out to stop his dad.Â
âSheriff, I understand youâre upset. But thereâs something you need to see.â Wednesday says. Thereâs an urgency to her voice and expression that youâve never seen before. Granted, youâve never really seen her express any emotion before. And thatâs probably why Mr. Galpin resigned to let Wednesday show him whatever it was that she and Enid found.Â
After dropping the rest of you off at Nevermore and chatting with Principal Weems.Â
Before you climbed into the back of the sheriff's truck, Tyler pulled you aside and promised to reach out to you, even if it meant breaking any new punishment his dad gave him for the night's events. And for the first time in fourteen days your head was quiet.
Principal Weems talked with the sheriff for a few very long minutes, before coming to stand before you, Enid and Xavier.Â
âAll I will say tonight is that I am extremely disappointed in the three of you.â She says, hands poised on her hips. âWe will discuss your punishments in the morning. Now go to your dorms.âÂ
As Enid and Xavier leave the main building, heads hung low, you wait for them to be out of earshot. âPrincipal Weems?â You call softly, getting the older womanâs attention. âPlease donât tell my mother..âÂ
She clicks her tongue. âI thought higher of you than thisâŠThan sneaking out.â Her words stab right through your heart. âIâll consider not telling her. But weâll talk more tomorrow. Goodnight.âÂ
The walk back to your dorm feels longer than normal, and even longer still as you take the stairs with Ms. Thornhill following behind you to make sure you actually go to your room.Â
You flop onto your bed, not bothering to change into your pajamas, face first into your pillow. You lay there, motionless, until your phone vibrates in your pocket. You flip over and unlock it, smiling when you see itâs a text from Tyler.Â
My dad didnât ground me. I think he felt bad because of the Injury.
Itâs immediately followed by a second text.
Again, I am really sorry for accidentally ghosting you. Let me make it up to you?
Smirking, you respond with a simple,Â
Iâll think about it.Â
And a winky face emoji.Â
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Poll # 1
So, going into the Holiday season, being that I work retail (cries) I want to hear what you guys would prefer going forward with the Forbidden Fruit series. The poll will be live for 3 days.
Would you rather an shorter update every week or a longer update every other week
Shorter chapter every week
Longer chapter every other week
No preference/Whatever works best for you
Okay, second try cause I posted this in the wrong blog..
Since most of you donât seem to have a preference, I will go with posting every other week with a longer chapter. So no new chapter until Friday December 12th.
If the chapters are finished early, I may post them early but otherwise updates will continue on an every other week schedule.
Thank you to everyone that voted!
-Cloud
Poll # 2
There is a scene for one of the chapters of Forbidden Fruit which requires reader to be shifted. I could work it out regardless of if reader is an alpha or not. But I wanted to see if y'all would be interested in reader being an Alpha like Enid. This one will be open for a week.
Should reader be an alpha werewolf or just a normal werewolf?
Alpha Werewolf
Normal Werewolf
Poll # 1
So, going into the Holiday season, being that I work retail (cries) I want to hear what you guys would prefer going forward with the Forbidden Fruit series. The poll will be live for 3 days.
Would you rather an shorter update every week or a longer update every other week
Shorter chapter every week
Longer chapter every other week
No preference/Whatever works best for you
Forbidden Fruit (Chapter 4)
Pairing: Tyler Galpin/Female!Reader
Summary: Tyler Galpin comes into your life unexpectedly, bringing with him an even more unexpected relationship. He is sweet and charming and makes you believe in yourself in a way you hadn't thought possible. But when certain truths come to light and you're left permanently scarred, everything changes. While everyone around you urges you to move on, you can't ignore the feelings that still fester in your chest, the pull you feel towards Tyler.
CW: the beginning of this chapter contains an on page panic attack. please read responsibly, if you wish to skip over this stop reading after the last text message from readers father and resume reading after the page break. There is also a scene where readers mother slaps her.
AN: Welcome back! I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving (if you celebrate it). This was one of my favorite chapters to write, and was one of the first that I thought up when coming up with a plot line. I hope y'all enjoy this chapter! Full discloser, The panic attack in this chapter is written with my own personal experience with them. I understand that not everyone has the same experience and I am by no means trying to say that this is what all panic attacks look like.
Cross Posted on AO3
Four days. Your happiness lasted four, blissful days after the dance. You spent your days in class, your afternoons finishing homework, and your evenings on facetime with Tyler. Even with the creature's attack leaving Eugene in the ICU, his fate still uncertain.Â
For the first time in what feels like forever, your anxiety didnât show itself at all. No ringing in your ears or struggling to focus on lessons. Smiling came easy and your laughter was genuine. It was like the storm had finally cleared from your mind and the sun was shining warmly down on you.
And then you received a text during your last class of the day.
You felt your phone buzz in your pocket. Glancing at the professor to be sure they wouldnât see you pull it out, you wrestled it out from your pocket as quietly as possible. On the Lock Screen the message displayed was from your father.Â
Canât wait to see you this weekend. Your brother and sister miss you but wonât be joining this time.
You smile down at the screen, unlocking it to respond to your dad. As the messaging app opens and the full chat history comes through, you realize that there is more to his text.
P.S. Your mother will be joining me this year for Parents Weekend.
Forbidden Fruit (Chapter 3)
Pairing: Tyler Galpin/Female!Reader
Summary: Tyler Galpin comes into your life unexpectedly, bringing with him an even more unexpected relationship. He is sweet and charming and makes you believe in yourself in a way you hadn't thought possible. But when certain truths come to light and you're left permanently scarred, everything changes. While everyone around you urges you to move on, you can't ignore the feelings that still fester in your chest, the pull you feel towards Tyler.
CW: Mentions of slight parental abuse. Reader talks about her first shift into a wolf and what caused it.
AN: Hello! I'm sorry this ended up being a little later than I intended and as a reminder, the next chapter will be posted on the 28th of November.
Edit: I changed some of the story reader tells Tyler so that it actually makes sense with the plot
Cross Posted on AO3
âWednesday!â Your knuckles rap against the wooden door frantically. Not long after Enid opens the door, looking frazzled.Â
âWhy are you being so loud so early?â She whines.Â
âEnid, itâs like ten am..â You reply, pushing your way past her. âI need to speak to Wednesday, itâs urgent.âÂ
âWhat is it?â Wednesday asks, practically materializing directly in front of you.Â
âI saw the creature.âÂ
Her eyes widened. âWhen?âÂ
âLast night.. my cage wasnât secured properly and I got out.â You explain. âI was running through the woods when I heard a scream and went to investigate⊠thatâs when I saw it.âÂ
âOh my gosh!â Enid interjects, âAre you okay? Did it attack you?âÂ
âThatâs the weird part, it didnât. It just stared at me before roaring and running away.âÂ
âAn interesting development.â She says, talking mostly to herself. âThing and I will do some investigating of the deceased man. Maybe we can find a connection at the scene.âÂ
With two quick snaps of her finger, Wednesday and Thing were exiting the room. Leaving you and Enid behind.Â
âWas that a hand?â You ask.
Small Update
Chapter 3 of Forbidden Fruit WILL be out sometime this weekend. I just canât guarantee it will be today like normal.
That being said, there wonât be an update next Friday (11/21) as there is a big event happening where I work that I am in charge of and Iâll be spending the week preparing for it. But after that, posts should continue as normal!
-Cloud
Forbidden Fruit (Chapter 2)
Pairing: Tyler Galpin/Female!Reader
Summary: Tyler Galpin comes into your life unexpectedly, bringing with him an even more unexpected relationship. He is sweet and charming and makes you believe in yourself in a way you hadn't thought possible. But when certain truths come to light and you're left permanently scarred, everything changes. While everyone around you urges you to move on, you can't ignore the feelings that still fester in your chest, the pull you feel towards Tyler.
CW: mentions of anxiety and medication
AN: Hello!! Shorter chapter as this week has really kicked the shit out of me.. next will be longer and will have more Tyler and Reader shenanigans! Also may or may not have added a Gilmore Girls reference
Cross Posted on AO3
You stand in the middle of the quad with Wednesday and Enid as Principal Weems gives directions for this year's Outreach Day. You can see her red painted lips moving and forming words, but the sound doesnât quite reach your ears. The sound of your own heart drumming in your chest and the constant ringing in your ears makes it hard to hear anything unless you really focus.
Around you, the entirety of Nevermore Academy buzzes with excitement. Students huddle together with their friends as everyone opens their job assignments for the day, a chorus of annoyed groans and surprised glee fill the space.
You look down at the paper in your handsâwhen had you gotten your assignmentâ the word Weathervane stares back at you as you blink at the fog clouding your brain. Of all days for there to be a full moon, of course it was outreach day. Add on that you havenât had your normal medicine dosage in nearly two weeks and today was going to be great.
Enid saying your name snaps you out of your thoughts. That, and her physically snapping her fingers in front of your face. âWhat did you get? Iâm working at Pilgrim World.â Enid makes a face like sheâs going to throw up.
âIâm at the Weathervane.. guess Iâll be washing dishes all day.â You laugh, hoping it sounds normal. âWhat about you Wednesday?â
âUriahâs Heap.â She responds, even toned like normal, though she eyes you suspiciously.
You scrunch your nose, âThat place is creepy⊠so I guess youâll love it?â
Forbidden Fruit (Chapter 1)
Pairing: Tyler Galpin x Female!Reader
Summary: Tyler Galpin comes into your life unexpectedly, bringing with him an even more unexpected relationship. He is sweet and charming and makes you believe in yourself in a way you hadn't thought possible. But when certain truths come to light and you're left permanently scarred, everything changes. While everyone around you urges you to move on, you can't ignore the feelings that still fester in your chest, the pull you feel towards Tyler.
CW: Some small instances of anxiety and mentions of taking medicine to help it.
AN: Happy Halloween!!! I had this idea come to me while talking with some friends. This story will follow the timeline and events of the show semi-closely with occasional deviances. (that being said I in no way am claiming ownership or anything of the sort over these characters or story.) I plan to update a new chapter every Friday
Not Beta Read
Cross posted on AO3
âEnid, Iâm sure itâll be fine..â You respond, semi half heartedly. Your neck was starting to hurt from following Enid's constant pacing within the room as you sat on her bed. You have been listening to Enid ramble on and on and on about her newly acquired roommate and all of the things sheâd researched about her.Â
Wednesday Addams, expelled from five different schools over the last few years; all because of incidents involving other students and varying levels of bodily harm. The most recent involving piranha and swimming pool.Â
âFine?! How could it be fine?!â Enid whines, her voice pitched unusually high, causing you to wince slightly. âWhat if she kills me in my sleep?!âÂ
âI would never do something like that.â A monotonous voice says from the doorway, startling you slightly and causing Enid to jump and spin around, claws out in defense. In the doorway stands Wednesday Addams. Her black hair in braided pigtails that fell over the front of her shoulders, a stark contrast to her near white complexion. Her face showed no expression as she scanned the room indifferently. She wore an all black dress with small pops of white and light grey flowers lightly scattered throughout.
âKilling someone in their sleep takes all the fun away from the act.â Wednesday finishes. On either side of her, a man and woman smile fondly at Wednesdayâher parents. Towering behind her Principal Weems grimaces slightly before stepping around her and into the room.Â
âWednesday, this is Enid. Your roommate!â The smile plastered on Weemsâ face is wide, and looks painfully fake.
You stand from where you had been sitting and walk up to Wednesday. Extending your hand you introduce yourself. She, almost reluctantly, takes your hand in hers and shakes it, though she more or less only grabs your fingers.
âWednesday is allergic to colors.â Her mother says as a way of explaining her daughter's strange behavior and constant glares at the very colorful room. You simply smile and nod while Enid decides to speak up behind you.Â
âWhat happens?â She asks. When you turn to look at her, Enid's face is one of horrified curiosity. Her eyes wide and mouth slightly parted.
âMy skin breaks out into hives and starts to peel away from my bones.â Wednesday deadpans.Â
Before anyone can ask any further questions, Principal Weems clears her throat and addresses both you and Enid. âWhy donât you both please give Wednesday a tour of the academy and show her where to pick up her schedule and uniform.â She turns to address Wednesday and her parents, âWeâve had one specially made for her. All black.âÂ
Hii! Is it ok to ask for smut? As in are you comfortable with it?
Absolutely! And most kinks are okay with me as well!
I wanna write something for Halloween! What do yâall wanna see?
It can be for any of the people Iâve written for or maybe even someone new!!
are you open to writing for Xavier Thorpe? I feel like he doesn't have much and would love it if you make one for him :)
HI!
I'm open to trying! Was there anything specific you wanted to read for him?