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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Announcement
Just saw the new stuff that came out about Percy 😀 not thrilled tbh, very sorry to everyone that requested Xavier fics, but I will no longer be doing them for him. Still debating whether I should go back and delete the ones I’ve already written, gonna think on it a little more. Yeeeeesh
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Do you write poly fics? I have a request but I know you don’t write characters together and I didn’t know if that also applied there 😅. More like girlfriend has 2 boyfriends and they just are friends !
Yes I do that😊! My rule basically meant no fics based solely on character x character ships, but I can definitely do that!
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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somewhat angry sex with Tyler in the forest or something idkidk
Yesss I’ve been wanting to write more for Tyler so bad!!
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Heartstrings
This is a little different from my other works, that being said it is actually two unrelated mini-fics that stemmed from the same request :)
The first fic is a SFW Guitarist!Rowan x Reader, and then the second one will be a NSFW Rowan x Guitarist!Reader, there will be a warning beforehand if you don’t want to read that one, thanks!
SFW Guitarist!Rowan x Reader
550 words
You stumbled upon Rowan’s other talent on complete accident. Late one night, you felt restless and unable to sleep in your dorm. You knew Rowan and Xavier would always welcome you into their room, so you got ready and quickly made your way to the other dorm without being seen. Outside of the door, you stopped. There was music coming from the inside- but not any that you’d ever heard. It sounded like metal and rock. A tune unique to you, it was an original piece. Was Xavier a guitarist? He was good with his art so you didn’t see any reason why he wouldn’t also be musically inclined. You knock on the door and wait to be let in.
From inside of the dorm, Rowan panics. He desperately hoped it wasn’t Weems coming to reprimand him for his loud music. He wasn’t playing that loud, was he? He quickly puts his guitar back into the case and slides it under his bed along with the small amp. He makes sure the room is presentable, silently thanking Xavier for cleaning his side before heading to his shed for the night. When Rowan opens the door, he’s surprised to see you.
“Hi (Y/N).” He steps aside to let you in, noticing you looking around.
“Is Xavier not here?” His mouth draws into a thin line. Of course you wanted to see him.
“No, he left for his shed about an hour ago.” Your face changes to look amused.
“So the music was yours?”
“Uhm, yes.” You watch as he nervously shifts on his feet, eyes flickering towards his bed.
“Can I hear you play?” Rowan’s eyes widen and he shrugs, moving to get his guitar. Now, your eyes widen when you see the dark electric instrument.
You and Rowan sit side by side on his bed as he gently strums the strings. He opted against the amp, seeing how fatigued you seemed at the moment. Your eyes watch as he deftly moves his fingers across the strings, playing a softer tune than he was previously. He stiffened when your head rested against his shoulder. An idea drifts it’s way into his mind as you drift off into sleep at the gently lullaby Rowan was kind enough to give you.
“Do you want to sleep here tonight?” He murmurs, playing softer. Your eyes trail up to his, creasing as you smile.
“I’d like that.” You yawn. Rowan nods and sets his guitar aside, allowing room for you to lay back. He gets up to properly put away his guitar and moves towards Xavier’s bed. “What are you doing?” You yawn again. “If Xavier comes back he’s going to want his bed.”
“Well- I just thought-“ His words stop when he sees you scoot over to make room for him behind you.
“Come on, it’s getting cold.” You hum. Rowan swallows thickly and steps over towards the bed, sliding under the covers. “Don’t be shy Ro… you can hold me.” Rowan blushes hard as he wraps his arms around you. “When did you start?” You ask quietly.
“About a year and a half ago. My father got it for me as an apology.”
“You’re really good. Can I hear you play for real sometime?”
“Yeah, of course.” He smiles into you.
NSFW BELOW
NSFW Rowan x Guitarist!Reader
674 words
“Rowan!” You shout bursting into he and Xavier’s shared dorm. Xavier grunts, having messed up a stroke on his painting. You let out a quick apology before diving onto Rowan’s bed, screaming of joy into the pillows. Rowan emerges from the bathroom with a questioning look, drying his hair with a towel. You get up and quickly hug him. He chuckles at your excitement and grips his towel tighter, hugging you with his other arm.
“What’s up with you?”
“We got the gig!” You grin.
“Where and what time? Nightshades’ll be there.” Xavier nods, putting away his things.
“Crackstone’s crypt at seven, everyone’s gonna be there!” He nods and leaves the dorm to go round up the others. You kiss Rowan hard and pull away. “Okay. Okay I’m gonna go get ready.” He nods, kissing you again before you run out into the hallway to go get your band mates ready.
It was your bands first real gig after forming a few weeks back, and it was going great. Your skilled fingers worked the guitar strings well as your band followed along with the rock tune. Adrenaline took control of your arms until they hurt, coming up towards the end of the show. Everyone cheered hard, which was slightly unusual for the Jericho normies, but they were tipsy so their judgement was thankfully impaired. You put your guitar away and hand it to your drummer to put in the canoe. Rowan strolls up to you on the shore.
“You we’re amazing.” He compliments as you half way collapse into his arms.
“Thank you but I’m so tired, Ro.” You groan.
“So you don’t want my celebration gift when we get back to my dorm?” Your head lifts, questioning your boyfriend.
“Well now I do, let’s go.” You pull him along to your canoe. Thankfully, he takes the oars from you and makes the journey himself.
Rowan thanks Xavier for his willingness to spend the night in his shed to leave you two be and leads you to the room.
“Go make yourself comfortable.” He kisses your head. You fall back onto his mattress and kick off your shoes, legs dangling off the edge. He sets your guitar gently on his desk and stalks over to you.
“So what’s the surprise?” You murmur, grinning up at him as he stands between your legs. He doesn’t say anything, and instead kneels. You bite your lip and sit up on sore arms, watching as he tugs your pants down. You lift your hips to help him out and immediately his mouth is on your covered heat.
You gasp and wrap your aching legs around his head. His hand squeezes your thigh and you spread them, letting his head lift up.
“I have to get these off of you before you do that, sweetheart.” He smirks, stretching the fabric and releasing it, smacking against your drenched cunt. You moan and let him slide the underwear down your legs. His lips reconnect with your cunt, his tongue sliding in between your folds. You moan out as you feel his tongue breach your cunt, dipping into your hole. His nose bumps your clit repeatedly as he devours you, sinful sounds of him kissing your pussy filling the room. Your soft moans spur him on to go faster, and your hand moves to his hair. Despite the soreness from the amount you played, they strongly grip his brown hair while you rut against his face. Now, your legs wrap around his head as you near your needed orgasm. The heaviness in you grows and snaps on a particularly hard suck from Rowan. You tiredly cry out as you cum in his mouth, hips bucking into his face while he licks you clean.
He moves you up on the bed, your head hitting the soft pillow. Rowan lays beside you, pulling you in for a kiss before you drift off.
“I think you’re my biggest fan.” You quietly chuckle, eyes closed.
“Absolutely.” He agrees, holding you close.
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Request Announcement! :)
At 11:59pm on December 31st I will be closing my ask box to catch up on requests, but I wanted to leave time for people to submit more before I closed them! So if you had some, please do submit them soon :) thank you!
And finally, I wanted to thank everyone that’s come to support my recent works towards the end of this year :) it means so much that everyone has enjoyed my work so much and even sent in loads of requests! I’m so glad that I started writing here, everyone had been so great!
-Lead
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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okay, so I do not want to request kinks you are uncomfortable with, so yea can could I send some of them? Or can you list a few you are uncomfortable with?
Hi! Great question, thank you for asking! I totally forgot to add these! Below the cut I have listed things I won’t write, so anything else is pretty much free game :)
I’m pretty lenient on kinks and have an open mind to a lot of things so these are just the ones I don’t like to engage with at all!
Will not write:
-CNC or anything of the non consenting nature
-Scat or shit (piss kinks are fine with me though)
-Anything having to do with real/serious injury or pain being inflicted on either party
-Young age play (I will do mommy/daddy stuff but I won’t call the other party baby/little cause it weirds me out)
-And adding into that: no minor/adult stuff, everyone is of age in my stories so none of those types of power dynamics will ever be present
Anyways thank you for the ask! :)
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Would you be doen to write about male rader
As of right now I am unable to write male readers, my apologies for the inconvenience :( eventually I think I’ll branch out after I gain more comfortable with my writing style though
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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i love love writing
I love love writing too <3
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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This is a request from me and one of my friends. Could you write a guitarist Rowan x reader or a guitarist reader x Rowan? Either a smut or fluff. It won’t get out of our heads 🤭🤭🤭
Guitarist Rowan 😳?? 🙌🙌 hell yes I see the vision
But also guitarist reader and fan!rowan…!! I’m doing both of these
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Request Announcement
Just updated my request stuff, no big change, I just got rid of my word count minimum, I just got a load of requests that are all so good but I don’t think I can do 1K words for them, but I still want to write them so bad, they’ll just be a little shorter :) thanks!!
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Intuition
Xavier Thorpe x Fem!Reader
Reader gets injured, angsty
Word Count: 1,256
Xavier wishes you hadn’t played a part in Crackstones defeat, he can’t handle the fact he might lose you
“Wednesday, stop it.” Your lips draw into a thin line. “Leave him be.” You mutter, striding into the cell room. Your hands clench around the tray of food as you stare at the shorter girl.
“If you want to stop this, then leave. Go!” Xavier spits. Wednesday promptly washes the look of surprise on her face away before turning on her heels and leaving the prison room. She momentarily stops beside you, wanting to say something but ultimately deciding against it and continuing on her way. You sigh, watching Xavier pace around the cell.
“I brought you some vending machine food.” You offer, holding the tray through the opening in the bars.
“Thank you, thank you for being here.” He sighs, defeated.
You’d heard a little bit of the conversation happening before you entered. About how Wednesday ruined his life. Your heart ached for Xavier, seeing how stressed this whole situation made him, ever since Wednesday stepped through Nevermore’s front doors. He sets the tray on the sad excuse of a bed and sits down, running a hand through his disheveled hair. You hum and slot your arms through the bars.
“Come here, Xavi.” His chains won’t allow him to touch the bars, but your arms can reach his own. You squeeze his hands and gaze up into his eyes. “This is going to work out, I know it will.” In this moment, Xavier is lucky to have you. You were always around when he needed you. He often wondered if you knew when to be around.
“I know, whenever you know something you really do know it.” He looks up, seeing Sheriff Galpin walk into the room. “You should go, I don’t want you seeing me do the walk of shame.” You nod and give his hands one last squeeze before leaving the sheriffs department.
Enid calls you on your way back to Nevermore, hastily explaining something about the Nightshades. Ajax must’ve finally spilled the beans, you assure her you’d be there as soon as possible, speeding up to a light jog back to the campus.
You snap twice and slide into the hidden cavern, seeing everyone else already planning something.
“What’s happening?” You ask, watching everyone closely.
“We’re evacuating the campus, Enid is going to look for Wednesday.” Bianca nods, heading up the stairs.
“I’ll help evacuate and direct people outside.” You head up the stairs, following the sirens. While you didn’t share their talent, people seemed to trust you whenever you spoke. Your gift of intuition was always trusted at Nevermore, although these past few weeks they had been rather vague.
“Don’t ask questions, just calmly get your friends and follow the others outside.” You gently grasp a younger girls shoulder, guiding her with your words. She agrees immediately and turns to her friends. You do this to a few more sparse groups before noticing most of the kids are outside Nevermore’s fence. You look into the quad from the walkway and see Wednesday with a hatted figure. Deep down you knew it was Crackstone and something bad was going to happen to your friends if you didn’t distract him for a second. Quickly, you run down the stairs, sending more kids to go with Bianca outside while you step onto the grass behind Wednesday.
Crackstone looks up towards you, taking his eyes off of Wednesday.
“You shouldn’t be here. Go, run along with your monstrous friends.”
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you belonged out there with them.” You retort, angering him. However, it deemed true. He had become the very thing he set out to destroy in the first place- those who were abnormal. He shouldn’t be here, looking awful in this century. Upset with your words, he raises his staff and strikes the ground with it, sending green shocks coursing through the grass towards you. Your legs don’t move, your intuition screaming for them not to. Crackstone watches on as they meet your shoes, lighting up your legs until they reach your head, your mind- the small place in it where your intuition lies. A heart shattering shout sounds out from behind you as you fall to the ground, your entire being feeling sore beyond belief. You remained conscious for a little while after, only falling into slumber when an ambulance arrived.
Xavier had watched you, looking for the right words to shout at Crackstone but unable to say anything to distract him. When your figure collapsed, a sob ripped from deep in himself as he sprinted across the grass towards you. He dove down, covering your body with his own as he clung to you, convincing himself he was keeping you safe from any more harm.
“Please, please (Y/N) you have to be okay. You have to. Stay with me, please.” He pleads into your hair. You lied unmoving in his arms until the ambulance arrived on campus, a few paramedics cautiously approaching him. When he realizes their presence, he squeezes you one last time before allowing them to take you. The police take his statement and let him go, but the only place he wants to be is by your side.
Xavier does the mature thing though, now that you were safe, and regroups with everyone. After finding his friends safe and enemies held accountable, he feels better, but not by much since you weren’t there celebrating with everyone. Bianca tells him about how you led students out during the evacuation and distracted Crackstone while Wednesday initiated the duel, catching him off guard enough for her to win. Sighing, Xavier excuses himself. Eventually, he comes across a few people waiting to go to the hospital for checkups and gets in the line. He felt fine, he just needed a ride to see you. To see if you were okay.
Upon his arrival, he ducks away from the nurses and follows the trail of dust and ash on the ground, assuming it’d fallen from you. Eventually, it leads him to a room. He quietly sneaks into the dark room and approaches the bed, seeing you. Your face now looks relaxed, softened. He knew that you knew you were safe now. He sits on the chair near the hospital bed, he carefully holds your hand. You were seriously injured from the dark magic and he did not want to hurt you further. Feeling your warm hand made him feel better. He encases your palm in his own two and rests his head against the mattress. He feels like he should feel some sort of relief, but he doesn’t think you’d be so lucky as you previously had been.
He doesn’t want to think it, he hates himself for even letting the idea creep into his mind. Xavier can’t help but think you’ll never awake. He’ll never get to see your eyes again, he’ll never hear your voice again, never witness your intuition working in mysterious ways. His eyes fill with tears, wetting the pristine bedsheets with saltiness as he quietly sobs into it.
“You have to be okay. You have to wake up. I need you, (Y/N). I-“ Xavier feels something in his mind, what he thinks may be a sliver of your intuition you’d gifted him. “I love you.” He straightens up. “I love you (Y/N). You need to stay with me.” He watches your face carefully, seeing the corners of your mouth raise into a vague smile at his words. True relief finally washes over him, relieved that you might actually be okay.
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Hi, I was wondering if you could do an Xavier Thrope x f!reader where the reader gets badly injured close to death in the battle between Crackstone and he's not sure if she will make it and is afraid of losing her. If you can't do it, that's fine. I just wanted to ask.
YES I WILL DO THIS!!🙌 angst moment
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Request Announcement
IM SO SORRY YALL WHEN I REOPENED MY ASKS I DIDNT ALLOW ANONYMOUS ONES BUT I FIXED IT 🫶
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Bruh why are there almost none Bianca x Readers I’m dead I need her so bad
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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Omg hiiii I was one of the anons who requested Ajax x Rowan x Reader and it was so good!!! I really enjoyed the dynamic and hope you’ll make more about them 😩🫶
Ah thank you!! I’m so glad you liked it! <3
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The Crypt
Tyler Galpin x Fem!Reader
SMUT (18+)((size kink, wax play, praising, dirty talk)
Word Count: 1,333
Tyler takes advantage of your trusting nature with himself, and surprises you with something new on a late night journey to Crackstone’s Crypt
The first time you ran into Tyler, you actually ran into him. He was running late to his therapy session with Valerie and you were walking to the Weathervane for a bite to eat while you studied.
“Shit, I’m sorry- are you alright?” He asks, looking down at you. You can’t help but notice his towering height above you.
“Yeah! Yeah, I’m fine.” He holds out his hand and easily pulls you off the ground.
“You’re (Y/N), right? Nevermore student?” You weren’t in your typical Nevermore uniform since it was Saturday, so he knew you. But you knew him too. You nod and grin.
“Yeah, and you’re Tyler- you work at the Weathervane.” He nods.
“Listen I’m running late, but would you want to go out sometime?” Your heart swells at the offer and you agree, letting him know you’ll be at the Weathervane if he wants to meet after.
All he can think about during his therapy session is you. Dr. Kinbott takes notice of his happier attitude and encourages him to pursue this nice distraction. However, he’d decided that the minute he saw you enter the Weathervane with Wednesday two weeks back. He loved the way he could tower over you, forcing you to look up just to catch his eyes. Today was even better, it truly was an accident, but now he had an excuse to meet you. After the session he immediately strolls over to his work, seeing you at a booth through the window.
Since that day you and Tyler had never been happier. He took you on countless dates, even going as far as letting you meet his father. He was hesitant at first, but deemed you harmless enough after the third meeting. Tyler knew that also carried over into the bedroom, or wherever you two wanted each other. His size made it easy for you to melt into him, always seeking refuge in his large figure. He could protect you, and you fully trusted him with that fact. Which is why you followed him out to Crackstone’s Crypt without a second thought.
“What have you got planned?” You ask, pulling the blanket further around yourself. Currently, Tyler had you sat across from him in one of the Nevermore canoes, rowing to what you presume is Crackstone’s Crypt. You’d been there a few times with your friends, but you had no idea Tyler knew how to get to it this easily.
He seems to have read your mind.
“It’s a surprise, a few friends and I have been planning it for a few days. All for you.” You flush, the lantern illuminating your face. You hum and dip your hand in the cool water, waiting to land on the island.
He gently guides you out of the canoe and onto land when you arrive.
“I’m going to blindfold you.” He warns, pulling the strip of fabric around your head. You cling to him as he leads you into the crypt. He leaves your embrace for a moment to mess with something before coming back to undo the blindfold.
The crypt is filled with lights, and near the center is a cozy slab of blankets and pillows surrounded with different candles.
“I was thinking we could try something new.” He starts, wrapping his arms around you from behind. His head rests above yours, lips pressing a kiss against your temple.
“Yeah? Alright.” You agree. Tyler grins, turning your head to kiss you.
“Undress and lay down for me.” He politely hums. You do as you’re asked and relax comfortably, watching as Tyler does the same. Biting your lip slightly, you watch his arms flex as he pulls his shirt over his head. You press your thighs together when he begins to remove his pants. He pauses. “No, keep them open for me.” Spreading them, he continues. His large cock stands half hard already.
He kneels down in between your legs, grabbing one of the candles carefully. He swirls the waxy cylinder around, watching as the molten wax pools in the center.
“Do you trust me?” His hair bounces as his head dips, looking you in the eyes.
“Yes, Tyler.” He leans down, kissing just below your navel before pouring the warmed liquid where his lips previously pressed. You gasp, feeling the warmth run off to the sides before cooling and hardening over your skin. Your moan is music to Tyler’s ears,
“Good girl.” He lets the wax steadily drip this time, leaving a trail of waxy dots leading up to the valley between your breasts. The hot liquid burns for a split second, until the cool crypt air dries it on your skin.
He drags the candles edge down your sides, holding you with his other large hand. Unknowingly, your body jerks slightly against the blanket, his grip tightening on your thigh.
“Stay still for me.”
“I can’t, need you so bad.” You whine, shuddering as more wax stings your breasts.
“Would you feel better if I was in you? My heavy cock splitting you open?” His words have you clenching around nothing, suddenly making you aware of how empty you felt. You nod, only to be denied. “Tell me you need it.”
“Please Tyler, I need you. Need your big cock inside of me.” He smiles down at you, setting the candle aside to focus on you, leaving the remnants of hardened wax on your body to crack under his hands.
He starts by taking himself into his hand, dipping into your soaked folds. Your choked moan spurs him on, he runs his hands up and down your split thighs before pushing into you. Tyler groans at the familiar tightness of your sopping cunt, you moan loudly at the stretch. His hips still against yours as he fully sheaths his cock into you.
“Feel good? You like having my big cock in your tight cunt? God you feel so good around me.” His curls bounce back as his head cranes up to the ceiling.
“So good, so full-“ He cuts you off, beginning to thrust in and out of you.
“So full of me? That’s right. You love how big I am compared to you, crumbling at my very hand.” He teases, running a thumb over your waist, breaking up the hardened wax. It cracks and falls from your skin with a slight peel. Your mouth hangs open while Tyler encases you with his arms, leaving over you to press a kiss on your collarbone.
Your back arches off the blankets, more stale wax falling from your heavenly figure. Tyler leans on one arm while the other brings your leg around his waist, allowing his cock to reach further in your cunt as he harshly ruts into you. The drag of him against your walls feels so nice, even more so when his hand reaches down to press against your neglected clit. Your hands grip for purchase on his back as your hips buck upwards. His mouth meets yours in a haste kiss before moving to your ear.
“So small under me, letting me pour hot wax all over your perfect body, letting me use you…” He whispers, groaning when you clench around his cock at his words.
“Please, please let me cum Tyler.” Your nails drag down his back while you cling to him as he rocks you back and forth against the blankets.
“You can cum baby. You’ve been so good for me.” He kisses your temple, thrusts getting sloppier as he nears his own release. “I’m close too, gonna cum in you.” He mumbles, rubbing your clit faster. You clench around him one last time before relief washes over you, releasing around him. Tyler’s movements going still as his cock twitches inside of you, dumping his cum deep in you.
Tyler pulls out gently, holding you impossibly close to him.
“Thank you.” He sighs into your hair. “I love you.” He kisses your forehead.
“I love you too.” You relax in his arms.
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leadpoisioning · 1 year
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NOT AN ASK BUT I LOVED HOW YOU DID THE WEREWOLF HEAT ROWAN REQUEST ILY /P /LH <333 YOURE AN AMAZING WRITER
AWHHH THANK YOU!! <3 I appreciate it sm😭
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