#tyler galpin one shot

[towriteloveontheirarms]

Wednesday Masterlist

Xavier Thorpe

Rowan Laslow

Tyler Galpin

Wednesday Addams

[the-strangest-person]

NEW ONE SHOT

Literally based completely off a dream I had two days ago — please comment, share and go give it some love!!

[broken-everlark]

I swear I swear I swear! I'm going to get that camping oneshot done. I WILL. And hopefully post the angel fic. IT'LL HAPPEN. HOPEFULLY SOON. I know I keep saying that but IT WILL 😭🥺

*me glaring at my notes. Trying so hard to get the motivation to write*

[kittluzbills]

YALLLLL

you guys are literally the best im gonna start working on the requests you guys sent me!!

xx kitt

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[lady-murderess]

𝑪𝑨𝑻 𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑪𝑼𝑹𝑺𝑬𝑺

I saw @yangyangchuu had posted about an AU interaction between Tyler and Wednesday as a cat and I couldn't help but write a one shot and put a little edit together for it.

You can have a little peek at it and the rest will be on my AO3 which will be linked at the bottom of this post.

As soon as Wednesday had entered the coffee shop, Tyler's eyes had shot towards the door instantly as he noticed those familiar black fluffy ears, suddenly making the decision to hastily finish dealing with the only customer he served, make a quad in a small cup, and immediately declare to his colleague who stood beside him that he was going on his break, going to her with a spring in his step.

As Wednesday sat by the window, she barely looked at him as he sat himself down opposite her. She was far too busy analysing the book she'd brought with her, her tail swishing calmly as she focused. The lack of acknowledgement caused him to awkwardly smooth the dark red apron that he wore as a part of his uniform. So, with a clearing of his throat, Tyler slowly pushed the paper cup across the table towards her to get her attention, and that's when those soulless dark brown eyes of hers finally looked up from her book to meet his gaze. "You know, if you keep giving me free quads, you'll eventually end up in trouble with your boss." She stated with a slight furrow of her left brow, those soft cat ears of hers lowering just a little.

Read the rest here.

[imaginecabin7]

3 Boys & The Ticklish Girl🤍

“Xavier invited you to his dorm along with his roommate Rowan and also Tyler came too. You guys were chatting about how difficult your classes were and how much you hated studying for them.”

“So what do you want to do you guys?” You asked, “I’d like to do something fun other than study all day” Xavier said jokingly and sarcastically, he was then pulling you off his bed then put you back down handcuffing you to his bed frame. I have an idea you guys, let’s tickle y/n Xavier said smirking, “no! You guys better not!” You said laughing. “And why is that? Rowan asked playfully, “because” then he came closer using his telekinesis lifting your shirt up then tickled you, “Stop it Rowan!” You said giggling. With your shirt still up as Rowan kept it that way, it was Xavier’s turn to tickle you and he started tracing your chest with his long fingers and stuck his pointer finger into your bellybutton, “No! Stop! Knock it off!” You said laughing hard.”

“Now it’s my turn, Tyler said joining the fun, “yeah get her Tyler!” Xavier agreed, “Tyler was lightly tickling your neck then your armpits then squeezed your hips, “Stop Tyler! Quit it!” You said, “No pretty girl, you are so cute when you are ticklish” now both Rowan and Xavier started blowing raspberries on your stomach then they both started tickling and tracing your ribs, “Quit it you guys!” You said laughing really hard, it was killing you and you were out of breath and you couldn’t take it anymore, Tyler then tickled your feet and squeezed them “Stop!” You shouted. Then you felt Rowan’s invisible hands tracing your chest and down your neck and legs, You were laughing so hard you couldn’t take it, then they finally stopped.”

“Okay baby we’ll stop, Xavier said, “You okay?” Tyler asked smiling, “No! Don’t ever do that again!” You said playfully punching his arm, “Ow!” He said. “We’re sorry sweetheart, we were just having fun” Rowan said hugging you. “It’s cool” you said, “we are your friends and we wouldn’t ever hurt you on purpose” Xavier said, then all of you hugged and rested and hung out in Xavier’s dorm for the rest of the day.”

The End

Hope you enjoyed this imagine😇

[realmermaid333]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wednesday (TV 2022) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Tyler Galpin Characters: Wednesday Addams, Tyler Galpin, Marilyn Thornhill | Laurel Gates Additional Tags: Heavy Angst, Stabbing, Blood Loss, Blood and Injury, Major Character Injury, not major character death though it reads like it, Whump, Love Confessions, Requited Love, throat slitting, Minor Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, For the most part, Alternate Universe - Post-Canon, Post-Canon, Dead Marilyn Thornhill | Laurel Gates Summary:

“Your silly little plan is over. Tyler will deal with you for me,” Laurel said as she picked up a syringe with green liquid inside of it. Wednesday wasn’t sure what it was. She’d have to study it after Laurel was dead.

She heard Tyler’s breath hitch beside her. He was scared of Laurel and what she could make him do, and understandably so. Luckily, Wednesday was not afraid.

[therulerofallpotatos]

[poisonlove]

la maledizione degli Addams²

Pairing: wednesday Addams X reader

Wednesday had been avoiding you, deliberately ignoring the itch she felt every time you were near, focusing solely on her investigation. Though it pained her to avoid the deep connection with her soulmate, her determination to solve the mysteries surrounding her took precedence over any emotion. Her investigations had paid off: she had discovered a secret library that led her to the book with the missing page about Rowan (luckily after the Poe Cup), and she had followed her leads into the woods during Outreach Day, finding the lair of the monster and planning to visit it with Eugene.

But unfortunately Enid had dragged her to the Raven.

Wednesday had chosen to use Tyler as a scapegoat. The normal boy, attracted to her, represented a useful resource for her goals. She knew she could exploit his interest to focus on her investigations while distancing herself from Galpin.

But when she saw Eugene with his backpack ready for their excursion, a pressure tightened in her chest. The disappointment on Eugene’s face was palpable, an expression that struck Wednesday in an unexpected way.

"Don’t go into the woods," she told him, her black eyes fixed on him with an intensity that sent chills down his spine.

"We'll go after the party. Stay close" she added.

At the entrance to the ballroom, the itch she had felt grew more intense. Without thinking her eyes began to search for you among the crowd. There you were. A burning fire ignited inside her and in an involuntary gesture she clenched her jaw, producing a crack that revealed her growing frustration. The sight of Yoko, your dance partner, only fueled her irritation.

Damn curse.

The Addams curse that she had always considered both a blessing and a burden now amplified her feelings, making each moment even more painful.

The image of Y/N laughing and enjoying herself with Yoko struck her like a blow to the heart. A pang of pain spread through her chest as if her soul was being torn apart. Every smile from Y/N, every glance exchanged with Yoko felt like a mortal wound.

Wednesday found herself caught in a tearing conflict: on one side was her untamed nature pushing her to keep her distance; on the other an overwhelming desire to get closer, to reconnect with you even if it meant facing vulnerability.

Her gaze involuntarily shifted to Yoko.

The vampire with her charming smile and relaxed demeanor only amplified Wednesday's frustration.

"Damn it," she thought as her hands tightened around Tyler's arm. She wanted to run away but she knew she couldn’t. Her soulmate was there and despite everything, the urge to move closer was undeniable.

Yoko chuckled softly as she noticed how sparks were crackling around your body. You could control lightning. Likely due to the intensity of Wednesday’s gaze, Y/N turned away from Yoko and directed her eyes in Wednesday's direction. By some twist of fate, you were the only two girls in the entire school wearing black dresses at a party where white was the required attire.

Enid's figure suddenly appeared at the entrance, blocking Wednesday’s view of you.

Damn.

"Wednesday! Oh my God, you look amazing!" the blonde exclaimed, bubbling with excitement. Enid was wearing a beautiful white dress with a touch of purple makeup on her face.

Strange.

Wednesday’s gaze shifted to the girl’s date.

"Strange choice for your date," she murmured in a flat voice. Her eyes shot a cold glare at the mayor's son, the leader of the trio that had tried to attack her twice.

The boy shuddered.

"Oh... he came to make his ex jealous, and I wanted to make Ajax jealous," Enid said with a shrug.

Her eyes darted to Tyler.

"Tyler! Are you Wednesday's date?" she asked in surprise, her blue eyes studying her roommate with intensity. "Yeah," the normal boy scratched his head, clearly embarrassed.

"I’m going to get a drink," the curly-haired boy added, leaving her alone with Enid.

"You know, I thought you’d come with Y/N," the blonde said casually, "You two... I don’t know... have great chemistry," she added with a small smile.

A shiver ran down Wednesday’s spine at the mention of your name.

"It seems to me she's having fun with Yoko," Addams murmured with venom, her eyes scanning toward your figure.

Despite the discomfort that enveloped her Wednesday launched into the dance. Her movements were distinct, rigid yet fluid, her hands tracing sinuous precise gestures, her steps seemingly defying the rhythm of the music itself. But during one of those turns her hand accidentally brushed against another’s.

As soon as the fingers touched a jolt of energy shot through her body like thousands of electric shocks sliding across her skin, like invisible spiders crawling in her stomach leaving her paralyzed for a moment. Her breath caught in her throat and her head tilted back in an almost unnatural movement, her eyes wide open toward the ceiling.

A vision struck her with the force of lightning.

The world shattered around her, the party lights vanishing and transforming into blinding flashes. Screams and distant voices echoed in her ears overlapping in an indistinguishable chaos. Among the flashes she glimpsed Crackstone, his menacing figure looming like an impending shadow. Then, like a distorted image, a wedding: black dahlias, a black dress, hands united in an eternal bond all enveloped in a disturbing aura.

Wednesday's body was as rigid as a tightly drawn string, her hands stiff by her sides, every muscle tensed under her pale skin. Her face was twisted in an expression of pure terror as her breath came out in ragged gasps.

And then, everything faded.

The vision dissolved leaving her shaken and trembling, her head still thrown back. Slowly, she tilted forward again as her eyes refocused on the ballroom now again wrapped in the dim lights and chaotic movements of their schoolmates. But the sensation of disorientation persisted, like an echo of the vision that still throbbed in her temples.

She felt something warm on her shoulders and realized it was your hands, steady and sure, supporting her. You had moved closer during her moment of weakness, your Y/C eyes fixed on her with a mixture of concern and alarm. Your expression was tense, your breath quick.

The curse.

Her body seemed unresponsive for a moment, her legs still unsteady. She felt a strange, dark current flowing between the two of you, as if physical contact had been the catalyst for a force that had awakened within her.

"Are you okay? It looked like a vision," you asked, your voice filled with genuine concern. Your tone was low, meant only for her, as you tried to understand what had happened.

Wednesday took a deep breath trying to regain control over the turmoil inside her, but she clearly felt the effects of the curse coursing through her veins. An invisible tension tightened her chest, pulling her forward, almost as if she were compelled to move closer to you. She took a step forward closing the distance between you and her gaze locked determinedly onto yours.

"Yes... I was dancing with Tyler... then I had a vision," Wednesday said in a flat tone, her dark eyes tracing every detail of your face trying to grasp something she couldn’t quite understand.

"Tyler left," you responded, your voice breaking slightly as if admitting that truth cost you more than you wanted to show. Then you clenched your jaw, your expression hardening and in that moment Wednesday swore she saw a flash behind your irises, a reflection that seemed to conceal a storm.

A question crossed her mind like lightning: were you jealous?

Without thinking Wednesday’s hands moved sliding from your shoulders to encircle your neck. The skin beneath her fingers was warm and she felt a shiver that shook her from within like a fire igniting in her chest and consuming her from the inside. She felt... overwhelmed, as if the tide of sensations enveloping her was pulling her underwater leaving her breathless. Her heart pounded in a way she had never experienced before, a frantic and unfamiliar rhythm that muddled her thoughts.

The itch that had overwhelmed her before was gone.

Instead a heat consumed her and pushed her closer to you, as if the simple touch of her hands on your skin was the only thing keeping her upright.

Maybe it's because we touched? she thought for a moment, her mind tangled between logic and instinct searching for an explanation.

"Wednesday, I..." you began, your voice hesitant, almost fearful, as if you were afraid of the reaction you might provoke.

At the mention of her name on your lips Wednesday barely stifled a moan, a low sound escaping from her throat and echoing deeply in her chest. It was as if the sound of her name spoken by you held a different weight, an intensity that made her bones vibrate and burned inside her. Every fiber of her being sensed that this was different, that there was something strange and unstoppable between the two of you, a force she couldn’t fully understand but could not ignore.

"Cara mia" Wednesday whispered, her words almost too intimate, laced with a subtle darkness that sent a shiver through you. Her hands around your neck tightened pulling you closer with a determined hungry strength.

Your cheeks flushed red, a blush that Wednesday watched with hungry eyes.

For a moment the world around you seems to disappear, dissolving into the silence that exists only between the heavy breaths that bind you together. Her mind is overtaken by a primal desire and all she wants is to taste your lips, to feel the warmth of your mouth on hers. She realizes that she wants to consume you whole as if that were the only way to quell the fire burning inside her, as if that were the only way to make you hers.

For the first time she understands what drove her parents toward each other with such intensity. Why Gomez could never stay away from Morticia, why every gesture between them seemed to almost defy the rules of propriety with their passion. But that thought blends with something else, a deep disgust for herself, for how quickly she has yielded to this impulse abandoning her rigidity and her ideals just because of a single touch from you.

Just as this internal struggle rages, a cold drop hits your cheek followed by another that slides down your nose tracing a scarlet path. The sensation of something wet and viscous on your face breaks the moment and when you look up, a red rain begins to fall, like blood pouring from the ceiling, staining your faces and clothes.

Chaos erupts around you.

The other students begin to scream, pushing against each other in a desperate attempt to escape the ballroom. Bodies collide and stumble in a frantic rush, slipping on the floor now covered in blood. The lights flicker on and off in a pulsing rhythm amplifying the panic.

But you remain still, trapped under Wednesday's gaze, her lips curling into a wicked smile. The urge to run her tongue along your cheek to taste you mixed with the blood overwhelms her.

Suddenly a body crashes into her, shoving her violently to the side. Wednesday whirls around, muscles tense, fists clenched ready to retaliate against the intruder. But right in that moment her gaze goes lank and another vision seizes her, ragging her into a spiral of confused and painful images.

She sees red boots stepping on the ground, staining themselves with the dark red that flows like a river. And then a familiar face distorted by the pain caused by the beast's attack:

Eugene.

[towriteloveontheirarms]

hi :) i have a request for tyler galpin :

her and xavier are friends. they both got assigned to work at the weathervane during outreach day and tyler (her boyfriend) who knows that they’re friends but not how close they are, gets jealous when he saw them joking around and everything

please & thank you xx

I´m so sorry you had to wait so long for this, anon. Writers block has been a real bitch. Anyway, I hope you like this. <3

Shouldn´t you be with your other boyfriend

pairing: Tyler Galpin x gn!reader

synopsis: Outreach day is hell. Well, not actual hell, but you would argue that it is. The only two things that make it even remotely doable are your best friend and being assigned to the Weathervane.

warnings: slight jealousy

word count: 1,1k

Outreach day is hell. Well, not actual hell, but you would argue that it is. The only two things that make it even remotely doable are your best friend and being assigned to the Weathervane. You would be forever grateful to whatever gods are hiding up there, that out of all the options you could´ve gotten, you got assigned to the spot your boyfriend works at. The only downside, the seeming blood feud Xavier and Tyler had going on for the past year.

Nonetheless, as you packed away the letter which told you were to go, you vowed yourself to not let it ruin your day. The normies most probably would try to do that enough as it is already. Your peers in particular gave you a bad feeling as Xavier and you parted from the group to enter the coffeeshop. Getting together with Tyler had changed their behavior, even if both of you were still unsure if it was for better or for worse. It had put a strain on Xaviers and your friendship for a while too as both boys never told you what had happened, but Xavier and you had been friends since you arrived at Nevermore, which felt like an eternity now and even if he looked at Tyler with only death stares basically, he was happy for you.

The second you enter through the door and hear the little bell ring you stop to take a deep breath in. Ignoring Xaviers protest, to take in the smell of coffee. It has always been your favorite.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” Tyler asks as you lean up on the counter.

“Reporting for duty.” You ignore Xaviers scoffing and walk around the counter to steal a small kiss from Tyler.

“Alright. Well, let´s go to the back to get you some aprons and then you start out taking orders and Xavier… You grab a cloth and start bussing tables, I guess.”

For the first half of the shift everything is just fine, but once the morning rush dies down, you come up from behind the counter to help Xavier instead. Clearing and wiping down tables  made the time tick by only slower and so you decided to have some fun with it. The coffee shop was almost empty anyway. Sneaking up behind Xavier, you roll your towel up tightly and then you give him his only warning.

“Hey, Thorpe…”

Right as he turns his head towards you, the towel snaps against his rear with a loud smack. A little lower than you had intended, but still it fulfills its purpose.

The sound that forces its way out of his lungs, against any of his attempts to keep quiet, as to not disturb the customers, is the most high-pitched and unmanly that had ever been heard from anyone. Prompting you to start laughing boisterously.

“Just you wait.” Xavier chuckles. His towel hitting you on the upper arm. However, you are much better at repressing the sound of the pain that spreads through the reddening and slightly swelling limb. The second half of the day goes by much faster that way. You are able to ignore the stupid stares of the normies and forget time, but you also don´t see Tylers expression growing much darker, the longer he watched your antics. He tried to keep in mind that Xavier was your friend and that you had told him he is the only one for you, but all that couldn´t keep the doubt away from his heart. It soured his mood to a point, where he would barely even say goodbye to you as you left for the lunch and statue reveal.

It was weird, especially as he didn´t reciprocate your kiss. In the end, since you get dragged away so you wouldn´t be late to the remaining program, you don´t have much time to actively think about it.

That is until that evening. Instead of going to your dorm, you go to Tylers house, like you often did. Unlike so often, as you throw pebbles at his window, he doesn´t open up. You can see he is there, there is a light burning upstairs.

Tyler, it´s me. Open up. You send a quick message.

It takes a while for anything to happen after that. Slowly the window slides up and Tylers unamused face appears. “Shouldn´t you be with your other boyfriend?” He sneers.

“What?” Your face scrunches up and you shake your head in confusion. “I´m coming up, then we can talk about this properly.”

You use your claws to climb up the tree closest to his room and then swing yourself through the window. He takes a step back and waits for you with crossed arms, sitting on the chair by his desk. Not a single word passes his lips, that are pressed into a thin line. The way he raises his eyebrow at you expectedly, makes you want to snap, but you take a deep breath and calm yourself before starting to speak.

“If this is about today, about Xavier and me, I´m sorry if I did anything to cross you… I´m sorry. It probably was so unprofessional and disturbed the other customers. I should have thought before I just… You know.” You kneel in front of him, laying your hands on his thighs.

“It´s not about you having fun at work.” He sighs, taking your hands into his.

“Then what is it about? You know you can talk to me.”

“I know. I just… When I saw the two of you goofing off earlier I asked myself if I even am your first priority relationship wise. And I know what you told me, but if there is something more I want you to tell me.”

“You are always my first priority. What are you even talking about? Of course you are. My feelings for Xavier are completely platonic. With a capital p. I love you.” You put as much emphasis into your last sentence as possible in the hopes that it would soothe him.

Tyler sighs again, but he does seem a bit calmer now.

“I just feel stupid, for never realizing how close you were.” He shakes his head slightly.

“It´s okay. You´re not stupid.” You straighten out your crouched position at his feet and go to sit in his lap. Letting go of his hands in order to cup his cheeks in your hands, placing multiple little pecks onto his lips in quick succession. Straying from his mouth to lave attention all over his face.

“I love you.” You say again after a while.

“I love you too.” He replies quietly.

And even though you know you need to get back to your dorm before your absence is noted, you decide to stay with Tyler. Making up for the day by holding each other close until you have to leave in the morning so you wouldn´t be late to the first class of the day.

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EPISODE TWO

- “maybe it’s one of your classmates” erm or maybe it’s your fucking son and you just decided to ignore the fact that he could be a Hyde too because you didn’t want that to be true

- Weems trying so hard to protect the school. Love her even tho she’s controversial

- Bro wednesday is better than me bc if Rowan walked in smiling at me like that I would have actually lost my shit right then and there

- “Was it to gain attention” what a horrible therapist wtf

- Why does this therapy session feel like a fight omg

- EW TYLER. Sorry.

- Court ordered therapy how badly did you fuck Xavier up bro

- “I believe you” i wonder why bro you’re so manipulative

- ENID MY BBG 😭 “i will literally scratch my own eyes out” “i would pay money to see that” and enid just whips around with a huge smile THEYRE SO CUTE

- HUH??? BY EPISODE TWO THING IS GIVING ENID NECK MASSAGES THATS CRAZY

- Enid not being mean about Rowan being alive unlike SOMEONE (Xavier)

- Yoko looks so done im sobbing

- The gentle rejection from Wednesday and Enid taking it with no issue

- ENID’S WINK

- Is the choir only sirens

- THE FAINT BARKING AFTER SHE SINGS THE NOTE DOGS CAN HEAR

- “Ever shot a bow and arrow” “only on live targets” proceeds to mansplain how to shoot a bow he’s so annoying I can’t stand Xavier im sorry

- She HATES him it’s so funny

- EUGENEEEE

- poor guy aw she just left him there

- There’s just casually a severed hand running through the train station

- THE WAY SHE SLAMS XAVIER’S SPIDER IS SO FUNNY

- Xavier is so awkward sitting between his ex and his crush AND they’re beefing

- Sheriff Galpin is kinda annoying

- HELP ENID BEING SASSY BC THING IS MAD

- Not her coaching wednesday on thing

- “go apologize” “yes ma’am 😐😕”

- Imagine losing your family to a pink sparkly werewolf

- Awww her opening up to thing is so cute

- COUGHS her GREATEST FEAR is being responsible for something terrible and y’all r saying she’d be okay dating someone who was going to help genocide her classmates that’s crazy.

- “I can’t let that happen”

- Y’all she was genuinely concerned abt being the reason the school is in trouble

- Her crushing Eugene about Enid is crazy

- Tyler is so manipulative holy shit

- God she trusted Laurel that sucks so much

- Sigh she can relate to Laurel and that sucks so bad

- I feel so bad for her the one adult she felt like could understand her

- Damn Xavier is so argumentative towards Bianca wtf

- Wednesday was so mad about Bianca cheating to hurt Enid

- MY POOR BABY CRYING ENID :((

- SHES JOINING FOR ENID BE FR WEDNESDAY. YOURE MAD ABT BIANCA’S COMMENT TOWARDS ENID

- I love how they’re always attached at the hip

- WEDNESDAY PUT ON A CATSUIT FOR ENID BE FR EARS AND EVERYTHING

- Enid just not being afraid by Wednesday’s threats

- The way nearly getting beheaded by an axe in the poe cup is just normal

- Enid trusting Wednesday to get the flag

- YES GIRL BREAK THEIR BOAT ENID

- The way she’s way faster than Xavier and Ajax because they got there before and she’d practically caught up with them by the time they got to the crypt (she took a shortcut nvm)

- Goody my bbg 😞

- Xavier getting so mad abt losing is crazy bro literally fell off his seat

- AND YELLING “CHEATERS” HELP

- WWWD I love you enid

- YEA THING PUNCH THAT MF FOR YOUR BEST FRIEND

- ENID WAITING TO RUN TO THE FINISH LINE FOR WEDNESDAY TO HOLD THE FLAG TOO IM ILL

- AND THEM HOLDING IT TOGETHER

- ENID LITERALLY SIDE HUGGING AND SHAKING HER AND WEDNESDAY DOESNT CARE

- they’re so cute

- With how far wednesday went from the quad and how quick enid found her, enid probably immediately went looking for Wednesday after noticing she was missing

- The way she’s hugging Wednesdays arm is so cute

- And the way wednesday looks at enid awww

- WEEMS BEING MORTICIAS COPILOT AND WEDNESDAY BEING ENIDS THATS SO CUTE

- “Ah yes. Me, my gf, and her 5 foot tall trophy”

- Why did she write everything in caps except the “i”s

- The ol’ Addams family snap

- Damn bro got kidnapped that’s crazy

[kittluzbills]

HEYYYYY

what if i told you i may have accidentally cleared my inbox. don't jump me. i am so ready to come back to writing i've missed it soo much. requests are super open!!! i love angst and doing anything based on songs. send requests i love you all, thank you for not abandoning me xx kitt

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[anotherbluesunday]

✨Moodboard Teaser: In Technicolor✨

With the release of the first chapter coming in hot with its expected release being this Friday at the latest or sooner (possibly as early as tomorrow) I wanted to take the time to acquaint everyone with the primary couples in this story. Usually I cap it at two couples and have auxilary couples and characters on the fringes. But because this is a crossover between two of my favorite shows, I have expanded it to three—possibly four—couples with auxilaries (secondary) on the fringes. These couples will include original characters i.e. Wynn Galpin who is Tyler Galpin’s younger sister. There is a crossover couple that joins the Wednesday group with the Riverdale group. This couple is where I expect to receive the most backlash but idc. Their my crossover otp and I hope you all trust me enough to keep reading and join me/the characters on this journey. I have also switched some things up with one of the Riverdale characters because the ship only got screen time in the last season and it did more for their character than their actual failed relationships did the entire season. Fight me. But don’t. Or do.

Anyway, here are the couples moodboards, as promised. The visuals were inspired by Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo + Juilet because these past few months since January I have been on a 90’s and 2000’s kick and I am dying for how that movie captured the beauty, grit, grime, and excitement of LA. So enjoy and let me know what you think! 💜

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We open with our crossover couple who are the star-crossed lovers—Cheryl Blossom, the queen of the Palisades and star tennis player and Pugsley “Lee” Addams, the king of Elysian Heights and leader of his grunge sleeze band Texca. Born second generation to a working class defense attorny and day-time caregiver to the elderly, Lee Addams has just wants to make it through his senior year of high school and hangout with his friends on the weekend. But when he and his twin sister Wednesday step a little too far over the line at their old school their parents pull some strings to have their three children—Wednesday, Pugsley, and Pubert “Bertie” attend Morticia’s former high school. There, Lee unwittingly comes face to face with the campus queen, the indomitable and untouchable Cheryl Blossom. Born into privilege with the face of an angel and the bite of a viper, she has everything and anything. Influence thanks to her parents name. Adoration by way of her beauty. And power because of her abilities to manipulate others. But what happens when a hurricane meets an immoveable force? Will they fold? Destroy one another? What happens when the pretty vicious face isn’t all it seems to be and the cutting confidence is stripped away? Who are the real people that lie beneath it all?

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Next are our second pair of the four star-crossed lovers. While it is never a good idea to fall for your twin flame, for Tyler and Wednesday it isn’t so simple. Twin flames and soulmates fused into one as if it were a sick joke, their story begins at a party—the raven haired twin sister with her face painted like a Catrina (see: Dia de los Muertos symbols and iconography) and the Galpin golden boy dressed like Sir Lancelot with the sacred heart etched into his chest plate. Like her brothers, Wednesday grew up living a modest life where nothing was taken for granted and family sits at the heart of all major decisions. For Tyler, he has forgotten the importance of family and community after starting university where his life has evolved into an endless stream of parties and hookup’s. Never struggling but also never being challenged to be better or grow, he’s hit a wall. A mid-life crisis of sorts but at the already chaotic age of 18 with his 19th birthday right around the corner. But from the moment he lays eyes on Wednesday she is all he can think of. All he breathes and dreams of—a beautiful stranger that won’t free him. Yet when this silver tongued Casanova tries to approach the dark beauty he’s shot down. Challenged to question who he is and what he truly is doing with his life that matters. What is in store for the idealistic social revolutionist and her troubled admirer? Where will they land when the walls of his kingdom come crumbling down?

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The youngest of three siblings each yet one is protected and coddled like a greenhouse flower while the other has flourished amidst hardship and bouts of poverty. Wynn Galpin is caught in a never-ending loop of compassions to her twin older siblings, Tyler and Enid. Both are straight A students. Both star athletes with Tyler winning championship after championship for swim and Enid earning a full-ride scholarship to UCLA for volleyball. Both are charming and charismatic. Both are perfect and Wynn can never compare despite how she tries. She doesn’t have the passion for swim or volleyball so she chooses cheer. “That’s not a real sport” she’s told. Her siblings get A’s but she can hardly scrape by with B’s while battling her depression and anxiety. At all times, her mind is screaming for her to just run off and disappear. And after the loss of her friend and pseudo-sister Polly, the darkness has become more persuasive. More invasive and vicious. But it is during a spiral that forces her out of the gym during cheer practice that she runs into the new kid. The brainiac junior in her senior level AP classes. Pubert “Bertie” Addams. A carefree class clown with a heart of gold and the virgin Guadalupe drawn in vibrant neons on the bottom of his skateboard. Where will this new path take them when the class clown and the beauty queen who seems to always be in tears meet to form an oddball friendship? And what happens when their hearts begin to long for more than just friendship but their worlds couldn’t be more different? How will things turn out for the greenhouse flower and her sidewalk dandelion?

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What’s the worst that could happen when you fall in love with your best friend? What happens when you think they love someone else? When you think they could never see you the way you see them in return? Do you stand there and wait for them to turn around? Or do you walk away while piecing together your heart that will never know real closure? Reggie has asked himself these questions nearly every day for the past six years since his family moved to the fringes of the Palisades and enrolled him in the affluent junior high nearby. Archie Andrews was his first friend at his new school all those years ago. The first one to get up during lunch time and sit down next to him. The one who didn’t care that his parents weren’t from money and had only recently come into their fortune. The one who didn’t care that he didn’t have the newest clothes, phone, or hairstyle. Like a guardian angel come to save him from perpetual solitude, Archie befriended Reggie with a bright smile and a silly joke. And since that day, Reggie has kept his love for the redhaired boy wonder to himself. Has been the picture of what a bestfriend should be. Has supported Archie and defended him. Joined their high school swim team with him just so that they could live out Archie’s dream of being the one’s to break Tyler, the former captain’s, record and win more championships than him and his team did. Reggie has lived a beautiful but painful lie for nearly a decade and the cracks have begun to show. The devotion now agony. The love a barbed dagger twisted liettle by little every time he has to play third wheel on Archie’s dates with his girlfriend Veronica. But one night their eyes meet across a sea of moving bodies at a house party. Archie kissing Veronica but can’t stop looking at Reggie. There’s a spark. A sadness. Hope. But is there truth? Is there a willingness to be honest? To accept this attraction that has been there waiting from the start? Does Archie know what real love could be like if he just turned around? Or will the lovefool angel look away once again and leave the poor friend and saint in the dark?

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Stay tuned for more because this is only the beginning. Next will be the auxiliary couples, characters, and family boards for the three main ones at play. But the next next post that will be following this one will be the official titlecard for Chapter One. Can’t wait to see you all again there. 💜

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I thought of a one shot I may do

takes place when Wednesday and Pugsley are at Chippewa and the three of them (her, Pugsley, Joel) go off into the woods for a while and she loses the boys along the way

She ends up running (quite literally) into the chest of 14 year old Tyler Galpin who is out in the area camping with his father

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Last Sentence Tag War!!!

I was tagged by: so many people yall, I don't remember lol. if you know you tagged me ily tho

Rules: in a new post, share where you last left off on your WIP

~ "How the next thing she did was slide her hand down her pajama pants and press her fingertips against her clit. She was mad that no one else had made her feel like this. No one since Tyler.

Why did a traitor from three years ago still have so much hold over her?" ~

I started a new one-shot last night lol 😈😏

I'm tagging: @therulerofallpotatos @suchaladyy @wincestation @onlyangelxo @wylers-blog @badmoodbatflowers @wednesdaysviolet