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Teen/young adult! Reader x Dad! Tyler durden?? I'm not asking pedo Tyler, just Tyler that have a son that invite reader to their house for school homework (for college) and she get a crush on Tyler😭😭 like she tries to flirt without flirting, just dressing more revealing and staring at him with puppy eyes when get invited over

(obviously for not making Tyler a pedophile he would just not flirt back and make fun of her/chuckle, and anyways thanks if you do it💞

I LOVE YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS ANON THANK YOU!!!!

Puppy Eyes (fem young adult! reader x dad! tyler durden) disclaimer: reader is 19, but because Tyler has a son that is the same age, he would feel weird reciprocating reader's feelings.

Steven Durden is Tyler Durden's only son- that he knows of- and you happen to be friends with him. You both went to the same college, so he'd often invite you over to study. Eventually, you and Steven were best friends.

Although, studying wasn't the only thing you went there for. Steven's dad was handsome, built, and downright the most attractive man you've ever seen. You'd shyly greet him when you walked in, and then quickly find Steven so that you didn't accidentally embarrass yourself.

Today, Steven had called you and asked if you could come over to study. Of course you said yes, since you were sure that you were going to fail the exam if you didn't study- but you also wanted to see Mr. Durden.

You knocked on the door and waited for Steven to open it. To your surprise, Mr. Durden open it instead.

"Hey there, (y/n). Come in," he said with a warm smile.

Your face flushed instantly, and you managed to croak out a weak "hi" in response. There was no sight of Steven, which was both good and bad news for you. After heading inside, you checked to see if he was at the dining table or the living room . . . but he wasn't.

Mr. Durden placed his large hand gently on your shoulder and you turned around frantically.

He chuckled, "Steven will be home soon. I asked him to get some stuff from the store."

"Oh, alright. Thank you for letting me know, Mr. Durden," you replied, straightening your back and fixing the little whisps of hair that were sticking up.

"No need to be so formal, kiddo. Just call me 'Tyler.'"

You nodded, not daring to make eye contact with him. There was no way you had a crush on him, right?

Thankfully, Steven came back just in time before you could answer that question in your head.

"Hey, (y/n)!" he exclaimed while giving you a hug.

"Steven!!"

You heard his dad walk away, meaning you were in the clear- for now. So, you two got to studying and snacking and getting sidetracked. Steven was the best gossiper you knew, so he always had the juiciest details about college couples, drama, and parties. How could you not listen to that?

When it was time to go home, you gave Steven a hug goodbye, and you waved to Mr. Durden on the way out.

"Goodnight, Mr. Durden," you called out.

"It's 'Tyler!' And, hey, stay for dinner next time, 'kay?"

You smiled, but quickly covered your mouth before Tyler, or Steven (ESPECIALLY Steven) could see.

A week or so later, Steven had invited you to the house once again. You decided that you should be a little bolder this time. You wore a dark red dress that covered most of your thighs and hugged your figure nicely. Way too formal for a study session, but you could come up with an excuse. Steven will definitely ask what's up. It exposed your collar bones and neck, and you were starting to wonder if this was a good idea after all.

Oh well!

You still managed to knock on their door and patiently wait for someone to open it. Again, Tyler answered.

He didn't react to your sudden change in style for a study session. Maybe he assumed you dressed that way for Steven?

"Got a date tonight, sweetheart?"

His voice snapped you out of your thoughts and you looked up at him. Without realizing, you were giving him massive puppy eyes. So, yeah, maybe you did have a crush on him.

His expression softened upon seeing your face. He was figuring out that you had a thing for him.

"No," you looked away. "I don't have a date."

Tyler leaned against the doorframe and smirked.

"Well, you sure do look pretty. I hope it's not for Steven. A rascal like him don't deserve it," Tyler joked.

You laughed at his comment about Steven.

Wait . . . he thinks you look pretty?

Steven's loud footsteps came thundering down the staircase.

"(y/n), you made it! We have a lot to cov- woah," he stood there astonished, a light blush creeping up his neck.

You looked around the room in embarrassment. Surely, Steven wouldn't take this the wrong way.

"Wow," he breathed out.

"She's a lovely young lady, ain't she?" Tyler asked Steven, clearly wanting to fluster him more. Little did he know that he was also causing butterflies on your end.

Steven sheepishly nodded, and motioned for you to join him in the living room to study.

"Whatever, dad," he muttered.

You stuck around for dinner and helped Tyler in the kitchen.

"What do you feel like eating, kiddo?" he asked.

You flirted, "I'm sure anything you make will taste great. You're great at everything, after all."

Tyler smiled at you, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I can't cook. I can order takeout though."

Your eyes widened as you squeaked out an apology.

"No need to worry your pretty little head about apologies, sweetheart," he teased as he ruffled your hair.

At this point, there was no way he didn't know about your feelings for him.

Steven started notice something odd about you as well. He saw the way that you looked at his dad, how you moved closer to him when he talked, and the pining in your eyes for him. It was kind of gross, because that's his dad, but also not surprising.

You and Steven were hanging out on the porch, talking about life, the latest gossip, and whatever else.

"You like my dad, don't you?" Steven asked.

You nearly threw yourself over the railing.

"WHAT? No, no, no. No, I don't," you blurted out.

Steven laughed and shook his head, "Oh yeah, you sure do."

Putting your face in your hands, you sighed knowing that you got caught. Steven rubbed your back in comfort.

"Hey, it's alright. I was only teasing. But seriously, my dad?"

"I think he's handsome," you whispered.

"You're such a mess. What am I gonna do with you, huh?"

You faced Steven and grabbed him by the shoulders, "Just don't tell him, okay! Please?"

He took your face in his hands and cooed, "Oh you poor thing, I'm sure he already knows."

You looked at him with a sad expression. There wasn't any chance of you getting with Tyler for many reasons:

you were the same age as his son

you were too young for him

it's your best friend's DAD!

Steven simply pulled you into a warm hug and told you it was going to be okay.

Steven invited you over a couple weeks later, but your crush on Tyler was still raging within your heart. You knew it wasn't logical, but you could barely suppress your feelings for him.

When you walked up the steps, you noticed that Tyler was smoking a cigarette. He noticed you and waved, motioning for you to sit beside him before going inside.

You sat down and inspected the wooden floor boards of the porch. You weren't sure what to say.

"Look at me, (y/n)," Tyler said.

You looked at Tyler and there it was again- those puppy eyes. Tyler saw how you looked at him with such adoration. But a sweet girl like you shouldn't crush on a single father like him.

Besides, you were his son's age. He couldn't possibly stomach liking in the way you liked him- it would feel weird and almost wrong.

"You have a thing for me, huh?" he chuckled.

You turned away from him and muttered, "Maybe . . . "

He stroked your hair and hummed in response.

"No need to be embarrassed, sweetheart."

You glanced at him, "Well, Mr. Dur- I mean, Tyler. I do really like you, but I know that it would be weird for you to like me too. I just feel so stupid about this whole thing."

Your eyes welled up in frustrated tears, and you attempted to quickly blink them away, but it only made them worsen.

Tyler took your hand and held it gently, squeezing to let you know that he's here.

"You're not stupid. Sweetheart, I'm flattered, really. It's so adorable when you dress up in pretty little outfits- don't think that I haven't noticed. And your attempts at even the slightest physical touch from me are endearing. You're a darling, beautiful, young lady. It's just that I'm old enough to be your father."

"I know," you sobbed.

Never have you felt more humiliated about a crush.

Tyler kissed your forehead, "It's okay, sweetheart. You can't control who you like sometimes. It just happened to be me this time. But one day you'll like someone else who's your age. And if they hurt you, let me know right away, hm? I'll take care of them for you, and I'll always take care of you."

"Thank you, Tyler. I don't think my crush on you will go away soon, though," you sniffled.

"Oh of course it won't, silly," he chuckled. "You can't get over me that fast."

You giggled and hugged him tightly.

"Thanks, for everything."

Tyler grinned and opened the door to the house for you. There stood Steven, eavesdropping with tears in his eyes.

Steven rushed out to hug you, "MY BABY, MY POOR GIRL! IT'S OKAY, DON'T CRY OVER MY YUCKY FATHER!!! I'LL FIND YOU A NICE GUY SOON!"

All three of you burst into laughter.

Days and weeks passed by, and you still liked Tyler, but it was getting easier for you to ignore those feelings. You still went to their house to study, eat, and hangout. You wore your pretty outfits, and Tyler would grin upon seeing you.

Sometimes he would catch you staring, and he would wink just to tease you.

But even though he didn't reciprocate your feelings for him, the world didn't end. Everything was okay<3

[END]

#fight club fanfic #ooc post #tyler durden #tyler durden x reader #fem reader #dad!tyler durden #Steven durden (I made him up lol)#Real fight club tyler would def not have a kid and would relentlessly make fun of you for liking him #lowkey projecting on this one guys #daddy issues maybe #if you squint #this is not a ship post #but he's sweet to reader bc he feels so bad he broke her heart

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strawbby-shortcake · 2 months

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Dating The Narrator! ᵔᴗᵔ

Narrator is a very, very uptight and nervous man. He doesn't know how to interact with you.

Because of this, he stalks you until you catch him and ask him what the hell he's doing.

He comes clean!!! And shyly, but very poorly, admits that he's interested in you and he'd like to take you out sometime.

You pity the guy, so you said okay.

He took you to a hole-in-the-wall Chinese takeout place where you both got food poisoning and threw up at his apartment.

Narrator felt super bad that your first date with him went terrible, so he visited you and gave you flowers as an apology. Also, he made sure to wear a clean shirt before he saw you; he even ironed it.

You forgave him and you two went on a second date to Ikea!! He would ramble about all the latest furniture and his yin-yang table. You thought it was cute.

After a few months of dating, Narrator opened up to you about his insomnia issues.

He asks you to hold him while he attempts to sleep, or play with his hair.

LOVES physical touch, but he won't admit it. He's been deprived of it for so long that he tenses and relaxes at the slightest touch from you.

If you're rubbing his back but stop after a while, he'll whine quietly, hoping you notice.

Narrator gets you involved with the support groups and always picks you to be his partner to cry on.

He tries his best to have good hygiene around you like washing his hair every few days, wearing deodorant, and brushing his teeth.

He's a really picky eater, but he might try the food if you made it for him.

TYLER DURDEN/FIGHT CLUB ARC

Narrator isn't completely honest with you about Fight Club or Tyler Durden. You knew that something was going on, but you didn't want to ask at first.

He always appeared more tired, the eyebags under his eyes getting worse week after week.

When his apartment was blown up, he found the house on Paper Street and you moved in with him there.

He had bruises and cuts, which wasn't normal for you to see.

You also noticed that he started smoking; again, unusual. And it concerned you even more when he started to have cigarette burns all over his arms.

After confronting him a few times, he finally gave in and told you the truth.

You promised to not tell anyone about Tyler or Fight Club and he thanked you.

You tended to his wounds regularly so that they wouldn't get infected.

When he had to go to the hospital, he told you that Tyler told him to tell the doctors that he fell down the stairs. You weren't sure where Tyler was, but you trusted his judgement.

His attention was more focused on Fight Club, and it's not that you minded, but he turned into a completely different man than who you first met.

Sometimes he'd have angry outbursts and apologize profusely afterward. He would never lay a finger on you though.

PROJECT MAYHEM ARC (where tyler and narrator are the same)

Narrator was ALWAYS in the basement of the Paper Street house. He didn't let you down there often, but you noticed that he was always working with chemicals.

Strange men would come by the house and stand outside for a few days before they were let in. You had no idea what for.

Narrator told you about Tyler's Project Mayhem and you just nodded, not getting in the way of it.

However, you were worried about his mental and physical health. You wanted him to take a break. He refused.

When Bob was killed, Narrator was devastated for days. You consoled him, helped him eat, and made sure he was okay.

He was distant for a while until he came to you in a panicked frenzy and told you what the Space Monkeys were planning to do, how he was actually Tyler Durden, how he started Fight Club and Project Mayhem, and the bombs that would blow up several buildings in the city.

He kept you far away from the city, but you were worried about him.

When Narrator shot himself in the cheek, the Space Monkeys had brought you to his side and you held him close.

He took your hand in his and he promised that you'd be okay.

CUTE BONUS!!

He never has clean clothes to wear, so he asks if he can borrow some of your shirts. He's pretty skinny so depending on the shirt, it can look big on him which is absolutely adorable.

He gets very protective and jealous easily. You know Angel Face? Yeah if that guy ever tries flirting with you, he's done for.

You collect his name tags from the support groups in a little binder.

Narrator is super sensitive to touch. Even if you tickle him, he'll squeak and turn red.

He's a bit shy to ask for what he wants, most of the time.

He has a bit of a skin picking problem, so you hold his hands to prevent him from hurting himself.

You kiss his burn marks often and all of his scars as well.

He gave you a lye kiss! So now you two have matching right hands teehee.

He likes to go to Ikea with you and just spend the day there, pretending to have a normal life.

He sleeps like a baby when you're next to him.

#fight club #narrator fight club #fight club x reader #narrator headcanons #jack the narrator x reader #he's such a little baby #no one hurt him pls

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