#tyler galpin wednesday

[blakeswritingimagines]

A Whole New World *SMUT*

Warnings: Established relationship. talk of sucking dick and fingering female parts, Big Dick talk, and Size kink, and this was originally for Xavier, so if you see that name... no, you don't okay enjoy!

18+ coming up if you're uncomfortable or underage, please don't read. Thank you!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Wednesday characters nor do I claim to own them.

Tyler was massive, in stature and presence, intimidating in every sense. It felt poetic that he treated you as though you were fragile, at least at first, hands hesitant as if he thought he could hurt you. For a while, you had taken it in stride, eager to take his fingers as he'd take you through at least three orgasms, always wanting to return the favor with his cock down your throat. Maybe that had been your undoing, the weight of him on your tongue making your walls clench, imagining the stretch of him. Making you wonder how deep he'd bury his cock, if his cock would press against your cervix as he'd fuck his load into you. Eventually, your imagination wasn't enough. For all your begging, promises of slow, letting him work you to it, he was ever hesitant, concerned he'd be trading off your pleasure for his, bringing you discomfort or unwanted pain deterred him.

You had cornered him after hanging out in his room together one night when his dad was out late, asking him to lay down on the bed to simply relax for the surprise you had for him and wait for you. It wasn't difficult to work an orgasm out of him with your mouth, a smug smile on your face as he would catch his breath. The sound of a cap closing made his head jerk up, looking to see you perched on his thighs. Panties were long gone as you warmed the generous amount of lube on your hand, focused on your task and his still-hard cock.

"I'm gonna fuck you, baby," you spoke confidently, wrapping your lubed hand around his cock, lazily stroking him, and spreading the slick. "Wanna feel you stretching me, fuck you so deep into me I feel you in the back of my throat," his throat bobbed at your words, twitching in your grip trying to speak "B-baby, what-". "You want that? Pump me so full it's leaking? Leave me feeling you for days?" You were right by his face now, leaning over his body with your pussy, leaking onto him and adding to the mess of his cock. He swallowed, eyes dark as he looked at him and grabbed your hips.

"Fuck yes." Your stomach flipped, a giddy smile on your face when you pressed a chaste kiss to his lips, sitting back on his thighs again. His hands squeezed your hips, watching with baited breath as you lifted up, taking his cock back into your hand. You took a deep breath, slowly sinking down, gasping when you felt the first stretch, almost wrenching a moan from Tyler when you took him halfway with ease. The choked sob that left you worried him at first but was lost when you started inching yourself up and down, moaning quietly as you did. Your brows were furrowed as you were focused, the haze of pleasure threatening to fog your thoughts completely. The ironclad grip on your hips helped, hearing shortened breaths coming from Tyler only furthered your resolve to take him fully.

That was a distant memory now, your hands planted firmly on his stomach as you rode him slow and hard, moaning with every shift of your hips. Tyler was meeting you halfway, hips mindlessly bucking into yours to chase the heat of your cunt, relishing in your cries and the wet squelch of your movements. The burn of your thighs made it hard to keep going, but the building pressure and bliss made it harder to stop.

"You really fucking needed this, didn't you?" His voice broke through your haze, darkened eyes meeting each other's. "You're fucking yourself silly like a needy whore, does it feel good?" You whined, nodding as you tipped your head back. You're unsure if you actually spoke, but something snapped, Tyler's hands moving further up to your sides. He held onto you, putting a halt to your movements. "I apologize for leaving you so deprived, baby." His voice was gentle, a dangerous purr to his voice as he moved to press your back to the bed. Hooking his hands underneath your knees, pressing them to the bed on either side of you as he bent over your body, his face right next to yours as he shifted his hips; still buried in you. "Let me start making it up to you, mm?" Was your only warning before he starts ramming into you, wails leaving your throat at the new angle and pace. It was relentless, the way he shoved himself into you, pressing against a spot that made stars dance along your vision. You moaned and cried out, babbling nonsense as everything was shoving you toward your peak, hands scratching whatever skin you could get ahold of.

"So close for me, aren't you baby?" He cooed to you, voice right next to your ear. "Even if you cum right now, I'm not stopping. Not stopping until I've made up for not fucking you like the needy slut you are, doll."

[writtingrose]

Damn. 🥴

Hi! No pressure at all but can you write some smut for Tyler Galphin please?

You're an awesome writer I absolutely loved your A Small Bed fic 😄

Pairing:Tyler Galpin x Fem!reader

summary: after you got arrested for having kidnapped Tyler and then released, he comes to visit you in your room, and well, all that anger has to end up somewhere...

warnings: SMUT(unprotected -angry-sex)

A/n: so here’s the thing I hated him the whole time except for the last episode. So I wrote about that.(sorry this took so long)

"The monster fucks well sweetheart"

“What does it feel like?” “What does what feel like?” “To lose” Your mouth gaped open and you felt your eyes fill with tears. You were right. You knew you had been right but hearing it felt diffrent. Seeing with your own two eyes all the liveliness in his pupils disappear was diffrent. You felt your heart slow down, like even he couldn’t believe what was going on. You had known. You know you had known. You had had the vision and then you had connected the dots. You knew you were right, as heartbreaking as it felt you knew he was the hyde, he had killed all those people, but a small part of you apparently still hoped that inside that monster, inside that creature who massacred so many innocent people there was still a good part, still Tyler. But you were wrong. There was no Tyler, only the hyde remained in the now empty body in front of you. Only the monster. He took a step towards you and you took a step back instinctively. "What, are you scared of me?" his mouth twitched into a sinister grin. Your breathing was getting labored, but you couldn't let him see it. Ordering your chest to expand at a normal velocity. "because of the things I did?" he took another step. This time you didn't move. You weren't scared. He wasn't scary. He was never gonna hurt you. Not now, not when he knew he had won. He wanted you to suffer. "because of the people I killed?" he tilted his head to the side, taking another step. The room felt empty, like he was annihilating every other object, killing them just like he had killed all those people. It was yours before. It was you. It was your room, where you had gone to after running out of the police station, just after you had been arrested for having kidnapped him. And then you had opened the door, and he had entered and it wasn't yours anymore. It was nothing. it was fear and delusion mixed with sorrow, but definitely, not the room you had slept in, laughed in and cried in for the past 2 months. He was in front of you. Lurking over you like the predator he actually was. "because of who I am ?" he raised his eyebrow You looked up at him, anger so extremely clear on your face that you wondered how he looked so incredibly unfazed by it. You could feel all your organs compressing, the rage for being beaten, the rage for being humiliated, and for having lost crushing your every bone. You wanted to punch him more than you wanted to breathe. "I'm not scared of you Tyler" you said "I'll never be" you hissed "you're nothing but a pet" you stepped closer to him this time " a very obedient pet who does anything their master wants" you chuckled "If anything, I pity you. You're pathetic" Not a single emotion trespassed him. Like he had heard nothing of what you had just said "y/n" he bent down to whisper in your ear "as much as I like seeing that pretty mouth of yours lie " he scoffed " we both know that's not true" his breath was so hot against your ear and throat, it was difficult to concentrate "You are scared of me" his fingers traced along your arm "scared of what I can do" you felt him smile "scared of who I am" his fingers hooked under your chin, bringing your eyes to his "you are scared of me y/n" You swallowed what felt like the densest piece of saliva you'd ever encountered. "and you should be" "You'd never hurt me" you spat out "you want to see me suffer" a sparkle ignited in his eyes, finally somewhat alive "you don't want to kill me" you said finally "you can't" "oh" he laughed bitterly "now, we both know that's not true" he said "but I appreciate you trying" a grin appeared on his lips "you're cute when you lie" "fuck you" you whispered "I'm not lying" his fingers under your chin traced your jawline. "aw" he cooed "you're angry" yeah, no shit sherlock "but I think you're looking at it the wrong way" "Oh am I now?" you gritted incredulously "because to me it seemed like being completely humiliated to the point everyone thinks I'm batshit crazy while I know I'm right and you are still free is a good enough reason to be angry" He smiled as he shook his head "but see" his thumb stroked your cheek and you pretended it didn't still make you melt"I think you're relieved it went this way" you scoffed, "Why? why on earth would I be?" His other hand found its way to your waist "because if I did go to jail" he inhaled "you wouldn't have been able to see me for a long time" he laughed "and we both know how you wouldn't want that" Fuck his hand on you felt like fire, even after all this time. Even after you discovered what he was. It was awful, you knew, but there wasn't anything you could do about it, anything other than pretending, other than faking your uncaringness. "Yeah right" you scoffed again "so you are saying you wouldn't have missed my mouth so close to yours?" he said, leaning closer to you" my hands on you?" he paused as his hand caressed your side" missed me inside of you?" now it was your turn to pause, You had no idea what to say. There was a part of you that knew, with an angry, hateful certainty that he was right, but there was also a side that was fighting, fighting to make common sense prevail, to make it win somehow in this earthquake of chaos. you didn't have enough brain capacity to respond at the moment. the only thing that got out of you was a shy exhale. He smirked "you know I'm right" he forced you to look up at him again with his fingers. No. You were not gonna let him win so easily. "You're not" you said, hoping to sound more sincere than you actually were. He laughed "so stubborn" he said with amusement "and yet so painfully wrong" He smiled as he bent down, pressing his lips on yours, his mouth feeling so soft while being so harsh on yours. He was right and he was determined to prove it. You damned yourself as you closed your eyes, inevitably parting your lips for his tongue. The hand on your side traveled to your back, forcing you ever so close to him. "so you wouldn't have missed that?" he leaned away way too soon. God, you hated him. Him and his stupid smugness and his stupid talented mouth. "no, I wouldn't have" you lied He smiled proudly, like he wanted you to say that, like he was just waiting for a challenge and you had just presented him with the best possible one. "Is that so?" "hm-hm" you agreed "so when I kiss you you don't feel anything?" "Exactly" "And when I touch you?" his hand went to the hem of your skirt, hooking his finger in it "nothing" you gulped "not even when I can feel how wet you are?" he asked, as his fingers cupped your clothed cunt. "no" you murmured He tsked "and what about when I move your panties aside?" he murmured against your lips while he did just that. "I-" you tried, but the words were stuck in your throat "still nothing huh? I'm gonna have to try harder it seems" he said as he passed his index between your folds, coating himself of your wetness before moving his attention to your clit. You bit your lip so as not to moan as he circled it. You didn't want to give him that, the satisfaction of knowing how good he was making you feel. he kept massaging your clit and you kept biting your own skin, seconds away from tasting blood. "still nothing?" he raised an eyebrow and you were gonna punch him if it wasn't for your knees feeling so weak. You shook your head as heavy breaths escaped your mouth. He chuckled "I thought you might say that" He retracted his hand, making you whimper at the loss of contact. "but you know" he stroked your lip with his thumb "there's one thing I have tried" he looked at you "and I have a feeling it might change your mind" You smiled “you think?” He laughed hoarsely “I do” he said taking a step, your back hitting the cold wall “And what makes you so sure?” “It has worked before” he moved his hands underneath your skirt, one on each side of you, feeling the fabric of your useless panties “And it’s only right to give it a shot, don’t you think?” “If you believe so” you murmured” but just so you know, I severely doubt you’re right” “We’ll see” his fingers gripped your underwear, pulling them down enough for them to fall at your feet "I have a feeling you might change your mind" he said, his hot breath against your cheek as you heard the zipper of his jeans being unzipped. He pulled them down just enough to get his dick out, his big stupid dick that had made you come times and times before. You swallowed nervously as you looked down, and he noticed, grinning. " changed your mind yet sweetheart?" "nope" your voice was pathetically trembling "and don't call me sweetheart" "Oh but why?" he asked as if he was actually hurt. he raised one of your legs to his waist "you seemed to like it not so long ago" he kissed you briefly "Actually" he let go of your leg "you loved it" "yeah well that was before" you said coldly. He hummed, contemplating perhaps "jump" he said, and you complied. Completely and utterly conscious of making a mistake, a really hot and stupid mistake. You were trapped between him and the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck. his eyes were burning through you and his cock was just against your clit. "you mean before you found out who I was?" one of his hands left your waist to position his dick at your entrance "who I am?" Really, he wanted to do this now? You didn't answer, you just scowled at him. "tell me" he said "or I'm not gonna do it" Fucking asshole "Yes Tyler. yes" you huffed "see, that was easy wasn't it?" he said smugly as he finally pushed his tip in. You sank down on him, as he stretched you out perfectly, little shocks of pleasure coursing through you with every inch added, until he bottomed out. "fuck" you sighed "Yeah," he pulled almost completely out just to thrust harshly inside of you, a gasp fled your mouth "The monster fucks well sweetheart" he said, as he did it again, this time not stopping, but developing a deadly rhythm. You tried to stop yourself, you really did, but you couldn't do anything to control the shameless, pathetic moans emerging from your throat and filling the empty room. "tell me again" he kept going "tell me that you don't miss me" he laughed through labored breaths, "tell me you don't miss this". "tell me sweetheart " he was hitting every single spot,  you forced your eyes shut as he pushed into you again, even harder somehow "tell me I'm a monster, go on" he murmured against your ear "tell me how much you hate me" It was a weird feeling, being so turned on by someone while simultaneously hating them so deeply, so fondly that you kind of wished they would just drop dead right now. And what was even weirder, was having that same person, the one you wished dead, inside of you, splitting you in half so fucking well. "f-fuck you" you managed to get out. He smiled against your mouth before kissing it. It was a mess, a wet and moan-y mess, symbolizing your defeat and his triumph over you. there was no point in fighting him, he was gonna win, that's what he meant, that's what the kiss meant. "Feisty as ever" he smiled cockily "but a bit too smug for someone whose pussy I'm fully inside of right now" He said, not even letting you catch your breath before he brought his hand to your clit. "J-just shut up" you said exasperated "Oh no sweetheart" he circled your clit "you shut up" he kissed your cheek "I won" he kissed your jawline "I beat you Y/n" now your neck, never stopping his thrusts or fingers either "I get to talk" now the skin just below your ear "I get to say everything I want" he looked at you now "you on the other hand" he chuckled "well you can't" "Because you lost" there was such a tight knot in your belly that you felt like you were gonna explode, and as much as you wanted to tell him to fuck off, or that he was a crazy bastard, that stupid feeling distracted you, and only a series of high-peached groans lest your mouth, as you got closer and closer to your much-earned relief. "what you can't even talk?" he said, as his cock was wrapped tightly around your walls "You can't even answer me?" he defied you "can't even tell me how much I disgust you huh?" his fingers kept moving fast "If I had known this was all it took to shut you up, I would have done it a long time ago" There was sweat on his forehead and his eyes were cruising all over your face, examing and without a doubt enjoying every single expression, every single muscle contorting as he was fucking you hard. "You're coming" he breathed out, feeling your walls clenching around him "god you feel so fucking good when you squeeze me sweetheart" he mumbled, his thrusts getting sloppier "Come y/n, just give up baby" he groaned "You already fucking lost anyway". A fire exploded inside you, spreading through your whole body, you shouted his name and then other profanities as your body convulsed from the pleasure, abandoning yourself completely to the feeling, and then you felt him come too, his hot cum filling you up deeply. You both caught your breath silently as he put you down on the floor. Your legs weren't all that ready as they stumbled beneath your weight. " Well, shit" you exhaled, looking up at him in disbelief as he grinned "I still hate you you know?" "Oh, I know" he smiled " trust me I know"

[creepy-kooky-mysterious-spooky]

@psychic-refugee @hislittleraincloud

I think it’s kind of interesting how this flashback implies that before her scorpion was killed, Wednesday had the personality she was depicted with before the 90s.

[swkywalker]

WEDNESDAY SEASON 2 (Teaser)

[pirate-queen-boy]

Quick sketch.

It's just everybody's FAVORITE Character from Wednesday.

Tybler

[weylersource]

Kind of a déjà vu thing we got going on, huh?

[anthonysfingerlessgloves]

sooooo i saw beetlejuice beetlejuice in theatres earlier and i actually really liked it, but like... did anyone else notice that tim burton just sort of copied tyler galpin and pasted him in the form of jeremy? similar personality, similar role in the story (love interest who is then revealed to be a murderer; the only difference being that tyler is a sympathetic character and jeremy is not), very similar voice, similar style of dressing. even jeremy’s MANNERISMS were just like tyler’s. hunter and arthur also look a lot alike (nose, lips, hair type, smile, etc etc), especially their side profiles. not only all of that but jeremy and astrid’s kiss was shot the same way as wednesday and tyler’s. they’re literally the same character in a slightly different font 😭

[samtallchester]

Someone needs to bring back the smart 🤝 impulsive 🤝 clumsy trio.

[achromatophoric]

Enid: *stares awkwardly*

Enid: Uh. Babe, why exactly is he all oiled up?

Wednesday: Accelerant.

Enid: 😲

The seer abruptly drops to one knee and presents a tiny item to her companion.

Enid: 🫢

Wednesday: Enid Sinclair, would you do me the honor?

Enid: YES! Of course! One hundo percent YES!

Enid: *takes the offered item and—*

*shhk*

Enid: 😈🔥

Wednesday: 😍

Tyler: 🤕

[i-find-the-beauty-in-chaos]

[blakeswritingimagines]

Dating Tyler Galpin

Either meeting at school, His job, or Having to work with him while you go to Nevermore.

He's a very touchy person and loves having some kind of contact with you much like Wrapping his arm around you, Kissing you, Holding your hand, Holding your waist, (His hand around your throat).

He loves taking pictures of you especially if your not looking and he will set it as his lockscreen.

He'll let you borrow his clothes but will give you a hard time about it everytime he sees you taking another hoodie from him.

His love language is: Quality time and Acts of service (He loves doing anything with you as long as your with him, He loves doing things that you ask of him since he's like a big puppy that gets praised).

Fighting is a big thing in this relationship since he's not mentally doing great and tends to shut you out (he is definitely petty during and after a fight).

Him wanting to show you off and flaunt your relationship off to anyone and everyone.

Extremely dramatic, The type of dramatic to claim he's on the brink of death after getting a single paper cut

Him actually being pretty romantic when he wants to be and will go all out just to see your surprised and happy face.

Him being overprotective of you and doesn't like certain people around you (especially since he's the Hyde).

His favorite dates are: Going out around town, swimming, going to concerts or festivals, amusement park dates, movie nights, late night dinners, and sleeping over at each other's.

Him going to others for certain ideas of things you'd like or might want just to surprise you.

Dealing with his dad or even listening to his dad trash talk him and comforting him when it's too much.

When he’s sick, he expects you to be there every moment of every day, babying him and taking care of him even when he refuses to take medicine and still asks for kisses.

He's a jerk, yes, even to you, and likes to scare you and laughs when you hit him and will continue to do so.

It's pretty challenging being with him sometimes, actually. He can get pretty temperamental when his ego gets hurt. He has a lot of problems when it comes to expressing his feelings.

He's always loyal and always tries to make you feel better. He's very affectionate and he tries to put in the work in relationships. He's also kind of jealous and possessive.

He'll treat you like you're the most important person in the world and be very protective of you. And it would be the best time of your life that he can.

He'll tell you most of his secrets and will expect you to tell him everything even if he teases you about it or doesn't like it.

He loves it when you cry when it becomes too much and always grabs your neck whenever he can.

He loves primal play or acting like he's hunting you down just to screw your brains out.

He loves feeling your hands on his body but also loves to tease and will pin your hands down just to hear you beg.

Very big on marking up your body regardless of where be it your neck, collarbones, hips, thighs anywhere he can he will.

During softer moments with you, he's constantly kissing your skin and whispering praise to you as he slowly takes you apart and puts you back together.

[weyler-a-love-like-war]

FIRST LOOK AT WEDNESDAY SEASON 2

[creepy-kooky-mysterious-spooky]

Actors who starred in Addams Family projects and Barbie Movies.

[darklinaforever]

I need to remind you of this again.

Rin was not groomed and pedophiled by Sesshomaru.

Alina Starkov was not groomed and pedophiled by the Darkling.

Rhaenyra Targaryen was not groomed and pedophiled by Daemon Targaryen (show or book).

Ellen Hutter was not groomed and pedophiled by Orlok.

But in other hand...

Tyler Galpin was groomed by Laurel Gates.

Kylo Ren was groomed by Snoke / Palpatine.

Thomas Sharpe was groomed by his older sister Lucille Sharpe.

It's funny that this trend has always used the word grooming specifically for female characters who are not victims of it in order to demonize the male characters involved (at all, or more than the story already does) for reasons probably linked to the delirium of purity culture.

On the other hand, notice that when a morally gray male character is the victim of grooming in the story, it is rather denial in order to continue to demonize the male character to make him the complete aggressor of the heroine who happens to be the romantic interest of the morally ambiguous guy.

So again this notion of victimizing the female character in order to make her the victim of the man when generally, the man and the woman in this second type of story are in fact both victims of a superior antagonist.

But this narrative truth does not interest the type of people we are talking about. No, the only thing that interests them is only to make the woman the willing victim of the man in a morally ambiguous romance that they cannot support.

[writerrose1998]

Bianca: Why would you give a knife to Eugene?!

Wednesday: He said he felt unsafe.

Enid: Well, now I feel unsafe!

Wednesday, reaching into her oversized sweater: Do you want a knife?

[weylersource]

KING & QUEEN OF SWORDS (tarot card psd by @kiddressources)