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FULL NAME: Tyson Chapman.

GENDER: Cis man.

PRONOUNS: He/Him.

AGE + BIRTHDAY: 30 + August 2nd.

LENGTH OF TIME IN FAIRFORD: His whole life.

HOUSING: Downtown.

OCCUPATION: Bartender at Poshed and Sloshed.

QUICK OVERVIEW.

Rounding out the Chapman family should have ensured an easy path to success for Tyson, with outwardly excellent examples for how to be a well-adjusted upstanding contributor to society on clear display from his parents who ensured that he was always surrounded by stability.

That wasn’t the case.

The start of his life was peaceful, a mama's boy from his first breath, right up until her last when he was five years old. He didn't have the faculties to understand how an aneurysm could take her from him in her sleep, or why, all he knew was he was left behind in a home with two people who never showed him they were happy to see him.

Grief didn't managed to band the two Chapman boys together, rather it paved the way for what would be a slow descent into a lifelong shared disdain. The arrival of a step-mother and step-sister to the family home in the year following his mother's passing added further strain. Tyson didn't know how to process such drastic life changes in such quick succession.

Growing up in the long shadow cast by his older brother Everett had fostered a cold boy who grew into a callous man. There was a time when he had once idolised his older brother, wanting to be like him in every sense of the word until that affection had splintered into a venomous affliction due to emotional neglect.

Instead of wanting to be like him, he coveted what he had, from his professional success to the adoration earned from his father. After dropping out of university in his second year of studying business and economics, it was clear to Tyson that his career path would be checkered and chaotic rather than linear and well curated like his father had always intended for him.

The man's disappointment has been easy to ignore, ever since he found himself a new home in a prison cell for embezzlement and money laundering just after Tyson's eighteenth birthday.

Unable to truly get a handle on what it was he wants to do with his life, he prefers to focus his excess energy on something else that holds his interest -- his childhood best friend and Everett's fiancee, Deanie.

PERSONALITY.

+ carefree, spontaneous, laid back.

- envious, vengeful, petty.

BONUS ROUND.

tyson is bisexual, he came out when he was 16.

while currently he has a regular position as a bartender at poshed and sloshed, he picks up shifts here and there at various bars as needed, as well as odd jobs depending on what bills he has about to fall due. it’s a temporary arrangement while he figures things out.

he’s been figuring things out since his early twenties.

had a complete mcfucking meltdown when he turned 30.

CURRENT CONNECTIONS.

everett chapman: older brother, permanent one-sided rival. ty’s villain origin story, basically.

@gemchap: step-sister who turned out to be his actual biological sister. not complicated at all.

@deaniewagner: long-time crush, former best friend, current wife-to-be of his older brother.

@fionaosman: the 51 to his 50.

@rcnanwagner: friend / sort of looks up to him but would rather die than admit that.

@thaddcarter: roomie roomie.

@phoebebaker: fwb.

@tcriacosta: childhood homies to adults w weird hobby adventures pipeline.

@yunxminho: gym buddies.

@ljjames: partners in crime/bad influence on.

@nguerrero: former co-worker, vibey.

@eloisechapmcn: cousin thats more like a sister. #worstchapmans

@ashaisabelle: poshed and sloshed regular.

@aylinerdogan: current boss. 🫡

SPECIFIC WANTED CONNECTIONS.

current/former co-workers: as i said above, he sort of rotates around various bars and has probably worked in a number of restaurants in the passed for varying lengths of stints.

a best friend.

barfly regulars who tell him the innermost details of their life/psyche when they get a little too merry.

terrible influence.

good influence.

someone who lost money through his dad's swindling.

childhood friends.

rivals/enemies/someone who just doesn't fuck with him.

exes of varying levels of seriousness.

fwb, hook-ups, tinder matches etc.

owners of establishments who've fired him for being the woOoOooOOrst

GENERIC WANTED CONNECTIONS.

connections wise he’s pretty much an open book right now, but some baseline ideas that can be springboarded off are:

friendly.

a best friend / ride or dies / someone who checks him on his shit (of which there’s plenty of recourse for rip) / childhood friends / pseudo-siblings / friends / drunk friends / new friends / former roommates / folks who’ve let him couch surf.

romantic.

flirtationship / friends with benefits / one time hook ups / tinder matches / unrequited crush (can be either way) / exes from high school / exes from his twenties.

antagonistic.

enemies / former (best) friends / frenemies / rivals / negative influence / former co-workers (but combative.. u know) / people he’s fucked over in the past or has fucked him over.

#intro.#fairfordintro #death tw #parental death tw #crime tw

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holylulusworld · 4 years

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Dancing in the moonlight

Summary: Dean has it all. The looks. The money. He’s the most popular guy on campus. You are all he’s not. Shy. Nerdy. A loner. One day a pair of green eyes land on you and your life changes…

Pairing: Student!Dean x Student!Reader, Student!Sam x Student!Reader (platonic/best friends), Student!Sam x Jess, Meg x Jimmy Novak, Cassie Robinson, Lisa Braeden, Tyson Brady

Warnings: angst, language, shy reader, bitchy college girls, bullying, the reader is nerdy and smart, protective Dean, comforting, fluff, mentions of violence, talk about sex/oral sex, virgin reader/Dean, Dean is a virgin and not afraid to admit

A/N: Sequel to: Water under the bridge

Around four months later…

“Gosh…Sweetheart. That’s… fuck me. I can’t hold it any longer. Am I even doing this right?” Snickering you correct Dean’s position, but he won’t stop cursing.

While Sam and Jess followed your orders for the next yoga position without any problem Dean looks like he’s going to die or something.

“You look awesome in those shorts…” While Dean falls onto the mat, cursing under his breath, Sam laughs about his brother’s clumsiness.

“Shut up, bitch! That’s more complicated than it looks. I never did this before…” Grumbling Dean tries to get up, but his left thigh starts to cramp and he whines, calling for your help.

“Dean, relax.” Gently massaging Dean’s thigh, you give him a dirty look when he groans every time you get too close to his crotch. “Forget it. Do not relax that much!”

“Sweetheart…” Dean’s eyes meet yours and you sigh heavily. “You’re the perfect masseur.”

“I know, Baby now let me take care of you.” Jess nudges Sam’s side as you press your lips to Dean's forehead. “Does it still hurt?”

Dean hums silently, only wanting your attention, so he lies to feel your hands on his body and your lips pressing soft kisses to his face.

“I think Dean should train more before he tries another yoga session with us.” Sam snickers and you give your friend a dirty look.

Defending your boyfriend, you gently rub his thigh. “He never did this before, Sam. Go easy on my Deanie Beanie…” Now Sam starts laughing and his brother calls him bitch once again. “Do not make fun of my pet name for Dean. He loves it…”

“I can imagine he loves it…” Giggling Jess looks at Dean who gives her a dirty grin. “You do?”

“My girl can call me anything she wants to. Now, how about we stop training and get to the relaxing on the couch part?” His best puppy dogs’ eyes focused on you Dean pleads for mercy. “Please…”

“I will order a pizza; Sam can get the cold beer out of the fridge and you can take care of your injured boyfriend.” Jess orders as you help Dean to get up.

“Sweetheart, you are such a good girlfriend. You are one in a million.” Swooning Dean limps toward the bedroom you share for two months.

Sam, Jess and you found a nice house four months ago and Dean suggested moving in together. You agreed that you will share a room two months ago.

You spend your nights with cuddling and making-out but so far, you didn’t take the last step. It’s not that you don’t want to have sex with Dean, but your doubts won’t let you relax enough so far.

“I can run you a warm shower and rub some ointment onto your thigh, Dean.” While Dean sits onto your shared bed he watches you prepare everything to make him feel better.

“Can I tell you something, Y/N?” Poking your head out of the bathroom you nod, smirking as Dean knits his brows together. “I…I was thinking about eating you out…”

“Dude!” Flustered you run toward the door to close it. “You can’t drop such a bomb!”

“I mean we fingered, and you gave me a handjob. I want to make you feel good, Sweetheart.” Dean eyes you up and down, lazily licking his lips as you bite your finger.

“Uh—wait…when?”

“This weekend Sam and Jess are away, and I thought I can go down on you and give it to you good.” Still unsure you step closer to sit onto the bed next to Dean.

“Dean what if I’d like to have sex with you?” Dean’s eyes widen and you can see his cheeks heat up, just like his ears.

You love that the tough guy your boyfriend is still can be embarrassed like a schoolgirl.

“Sex, like…sex…sex?” Dumbfounded Dean bites his lower lip, not knowing if he’s prepared to finally take the last step. “What if I am bad? God…what if I hurt you?”

Crawling onto Dean’s lap you press your lips to his temple. His hands cup your face and press your lips softly to his.

“I know you would never hurt me. How about we do this ‘eating me’ out thing this weekend and talk about what you like, and I want to try before we take the next step.” Nodding Dean pecks your lips and you wrap your arms around his neck.

“Love you, Y/N.”

“Gosh, maybe I love you too, Winchester.” Rolling you over to land on top of you Dean starts tickling your sides and you laugh, fighting his hands. “Okay…okay…I love you too…”

“Damn right, Sweetheart. Now let me have this shower to relax my thigh and we can watch the movie you wanted to see.”

“Dean, it was you wanting to see Titanic, not me! Do not lie.” Grinning cheekily Dean give you a disapproving look.

“Fine. If anyone asks it was my idea. You’re such a softie.”

“HEY! I still want to know why she didn’t change position. She let him freeze his ass off, selfish girl.” Humming you pat Dean’s cheek as he keeps on talking about the most annoying movie you ever saw.

“Baby, he wanted to save her.”

“Yeah…but why not saving the guy too? I wanted a happy ending and that was just crap! Marrying someone else and dying to meet him again…Idiots…”

“Aw…” Peppering kisses all over Dean’s face you enjoy he chuckles as you ruffle his hair. “You’re such a sap, Dean Winchester. Now up and have a shower, Mr. Softie and we can watch the movie…”

“You can bet your cute ass on that. Make a sad face if Sam wants to watch something else. He can’t say no if Jess or you do so…” Pecking your lips Dean snickers before he leaves the bed to run toward the showers.

“Did you fake you are injured?” One shrug later Dean enters the showers and you fall onto the bed, groaning. “Little cheater…”

“Love you too, Sweetheart.”

While Dean lies on the couch to shelter his ‘injured’ thigh you lie on his chest, not interested in watching Titanic.

Sam made fun of you and Jess for wanting to watch the movie – Dean defended your choice. The little shit grins widely as he exclaims Jack could be alive if Rose would’ve been more like you.

“Aw…Sam. Dean is such a sap sometimes.” Jess swoons while you roll your eyes. “I bet Dean and Y/N would’ve saved each other.”

“Only if he doesn’t have to share his pie. You should see him hog the last slice. I have to fight dirty if I want to get a tiny piece…” Snickering you nudge Dean’s side while he’s engrossed in watching the last scenes of the movie.

“I always share.” Grumbling Dean looks at you, a dark look on his face. “I gave you my last chocolate bar last week.”

“It was a tiny piece and you had it in your mouth before I had the chance to eat it!” Bickering about pie, chocolate, and pizza you barely realize the movie is over.

“That’s it, guys. You are officially the perfect couple.” Sam smirks as you throw a pillow at him. “You feed each other with food. It’s disturbing sometimes!”

“Love is not disturbing, Sammy.” Pursing his lips Dean gives his brother a wink. “Rather cute and adorable if it comes to my girl. She loves to hide sweets under her bed…”

“It was you stealing my sweets?” Grabbing Dean’s ear, you narrow your eyes. “I accused Jess! Dean Winchester!”

“I thought you would share with the man you love.” Shrugging Dean smiles as you pat his chest.

“This means the last piece of pie is mine, Winchester.” Whining Dean looks at the fridge. “No discussion.”

“My girl gets the pie,” Dean grumbles but he gives in to make you happy.

“Maybe I’ll offer you a small bite.”

“As I said, disturbingly cute…”

Walking through the hallway with Dean’s arm wrapped around your waist still feels odd sometimes. He still is popular, but for over four months he refuses to talk to his old clique.

Dean cut ties with all of them after what happened that day. Brady felt Dean's fist collide with his face until he had a broken nose and could barely speak.

Cassie and Lisa, well your boyfriend didn’t hit them, he would never hurt a girl, so Jess and Meg did the job.

You still have the video someone made of the ‘ultimate catfight’ between your friends and your archenemies. Dean couldn’t stop laughing as Lisa started to cry as she broke three fingernails.

Jess and Meg were relentless. While Jess fisted the girl’s hair, Meg punched their noses, kicked their shins until the self-declared queens of Stanford were reduced to little girls crying for their mommy.

The guy pushing you toward the car got arrested and will have to face the consequences of his doings, just like the other guy grabbing you.

Most of the time, Lisa and Cassie leave you alone. There are moments you feel their boring looks or hear insults leave their lips but you learned to ignore those people trying to drag you down.

“You look beautiful today,” Dean whispers in your ear as he leads you toward your favorite tree on campus.

Sam, Jess, Meg, and Jimmy love to sit there with you and Dean. Sometimes Meg brings her guitar to play a few songs while Jimmy tries so hard to sing.

“Dean Winchester, you little charmer…” While Dean sits under the tree you place your bag and books next to your boyfriend's stuff. You have an hour off so you will spend it with your boyfriend and friends once again.

“Come here and sit with me, Sweetheart. I want to tell you something.” Leaning your back against Dean’s chest you smile as he moves his arms around your waist. “Love you.”

“That’s what you wanted to tell me, Winchester?” Smiling you let Dean press his warm body closer to his.

“I want my parents to meet you officially. I know you were at our house a few times before and that they know about you but…”

Clearing his throat Dean smirks as you turn around to search his face. “I want them to get to know my girlfriend, not Sammy’s best friend.

“Dude. Mary loves me like a mom and John even kicked your ass once as you used a bad word.” Brow's furrowed you look at Dean and he sighs heavily.

“Damn, girl. I want this whole ‘I introduce my girl to my family thing’.” Dean insists and you nod before you press your lips to his.

“AW…look at this Lis. The holy virgin learns how to kiss a boy. Do you think she knows how a dick looks like?” Cassie snickers standing too close to your favorite place for your comfort.

“Nah, Cass. I bet she can’t satisfy a hunk like Dean. Maybe he’ll get bored soon enough. Someone like Dean needs a woman, not a toddler by his side.” Cassie sneers and Dean wants to jump up, but you hold him back.

“Fuck off, bitches!” Meg warns already storming toward your archenemies. “Didn’t you get your ass beaten enough last time?”

“We can give you more, bitch!” Jess adds and you snicker at her pissed attitude. She even snapped her fingers.

“You better leave now. We want to have a nice time without someone bitching around.” Sam clenches his jaw as Brady dares to look you, a dirty grin on his lips.

“No one wants a boring girl who can’t satisfy you, Dean. Why do you waste your time with a virgin?” Now Dean jumps up to bump his chest against Brady’s.

He’s silent for a moment before he meets his former friend’s eyes. “It’s not a shame to be a virgin and wait for the right person to sleep with for the first time.”

“Sure…” Lisa snickers. “I bet you prefer not having sex at all…”

“Yes, I do.” Dean retorts and your gasp at his next words. “To be honest, I am a virgin too! I waited for the right girl and Y/N is the right for me. I am not ashamed to admit I did not waste this special moment at someone like you or Cassie.”

Everyone falls silent. Sam looks at his brother like he got slapped. Jimmy turns pale while the girls cheer for Dean for being man enough to admit he’s ‘innocent’.

“Dude! I am proud of you…” Sam chokes out while you hug Dean tightly. “I don’t know if I ever was prouder, Dean.”

“How can you be a virgin?” Cassie blurs out. “You are hot and all, not like your girlfriend…”

Jess waited for her chance and here it is. Her hand collides with Cassie’s cheek with a loud thud and Meg snickers as tears well up to Cassie’s eyes.

“This has nothing to do with being hot or not. I wanted to wait for the right girl and now I found her. This is my body and my decision! No one tells me if it must happen with eighteen, sixteen or thirty. If I want to wait till I danced with my girl in the moonlight it's none of your business." Dean grunts.

“Exactly, you loser. If you wasted your virginity to a random douche it’s your fault.” Meg grins devilish. “We all know it was during a party and you don’t even know who the guy was. For me, it was my Jimmy.”

“Now fuck off and let us have fun. We don’t need spoilsports or assholes around.” Jimmy deadpans as Brady wants to say something. “Go ahead if you can live with the consequences.”

After watching Cassie, Lisa and Brady walk off, you cup Dean’s face to press your lips to his. “I am so proud of you, Baby. I love you.”

“Love you too, Sweetheart.”

“Gosh, your kids will be as cute as hell.” Meg claps her hands looking at Dean and you. “Now little love-birds let Aunt Meg tell you everything about flowers and bees…”

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