#xavier plympton imagine

[shewrites444]

ghost [xavier plympton x reader]

[ inspired from ahs 1984, and of course written by me. super cheesy smut fic since i wrote this over a year ago and it has been sitting in my drafts, but why not post it for my ahs lovers. enjoy! ]

word count - 2.4k

[summary: the reader is a counselor at the former camp redwood, now camp meadow, and meets a very friendly, yet also flirtatious ghost during her first night.]

[warnings: dirty talk, oral, unprotected sex]

regardless of how much my mom and i argued, i continued to deny her stupid reasons to not work at camp meadow the summer. the second massacre of 1984 was not even in the current century, so i knew not to overreact about any possible harm coming my way. i loved a good thrill anyway, so maybe some stupid kids pretending to be the night stalker or mr. jingles would be the most enjoyable portion of the long week anyway.

after finally convincing my friend [y/f/n] to come with me, i was felt my decision was for the best. the drive was a few hours long and once we arrived, we were able to meet our fellow counselors and the head counselor, who seemed nice enough, and not very strict whatsoever.

"i'm going to try my hardest to make this week enjoyable for not only the kids, but the counselors as well." miss thompson smiled at us, nodding her head with respect towards the young group. "i know this place has a lot of bad memories, but with a new name, new cabins, and much more, we can make newer, better memories. if you guys have any concerns or questions, please let me know. i'm available anytime."

[y/f/n] nods, then raises her hand, which miss thompson acknowledges immediately. "what about showers? we haven't gone over that yet."

miss thompson told us we had to shower before midnight, to make sure we had hot water the next morning for the kids, in case they needed a bath or anything of the sort.

after taking turns one by one, i was last in line for my shower. i decided to wait until it was dark, so i didn't have any concerns about my friends coming to prank me with stupid, useless scares. they were all tired, cuddled up in their bunks and ready to prepare for the next morning, which would be extremely busy with the amount of kids the head counselor said we were expecting.

i grab my towel and a change of clothes, along with my razor, and made my way towards the showers. i set everything down before stripping off my baggy, light washed jeans and plain black crop top, then turn the water on, waiting until it's hot enough to step into.

i close my eyes, humming quietly to myself as i wet my hair, reaching over to grab the shampoo bottle. i squirt it into my hand, then sigh upon realizing it's all out.

"just fucking fantastic." i scoff, setting the bottle down and just deciding to shave instead. i grab the bar of soap and lather my right leg up, grabbing the razor and sliding it against my skin.

while doing so, i feel a cold gust of wind against my heated, wet skin, looking up with confusion as it suddenly stops. i shake my head, ignoring the situation and going back to my legs. after shaving, i set the razor down and glance to the shower next to me, seeing there was no shampoo in there, either. i really preferred to wash my hair tonight, knowing that it would be funky the next day, since we were expected to take the kids in canoes and swimming.

"looking for this?" i hear a low masculine voice, making me jump and squeak in surprise, turning around to see a blonde boy, dressed in a pair of white khakis and a teal sweatshirt, with a pair of white high-top converse. he had one silver cross earring, which hung on his right ear and shook as he stepped closer, holding a small shampoo bottle in his hand.

i blink numerous times, trying to fathom the fact that the boy was really there. he looked like he belonged in a different universe, or era, to say the least. i step closer and grab it from him, squeezing it in my hands to assure what was happening was actually real. i realize that if this is real, i'm bare ass naked in front of this random guy.

i snatch the towel from the sink, holding it over my body as my cheeks begin to heaten, and not just from the hot water. "who the fuck are you? and why the fuck are you in here while i'm showering?!"

he ran his fingers through his blonde highlights, laughing to himself, as if the situation was amusing. "well, i actually live here. i heard you and your buddies talking about the massacres that took place here earlier today. kinda disappointed you don't recognize me."

i wrap the towel around myself, stepping closer to him, and crossing my arms in complete confusion. "i'm sorry, but i don't think anyone just casually lives at camp meadow. this is like, a summer camp. i don't think it's legal to live here unless you own the camp, and the person who owns this place is a woman. so, i ask again, who are you, and why in the hell should i recognize you?"

"i'm xavier!" he yells in frustration, seeming offended i didn't know this infamous name. "xavier plympton. i was one of the few who were killed here in the '84 massacre. you haven't read up on the conspiracy there's ghosts here? you're looking at one from the 80's." he winks, watching as my eyes widen in shock.

"there's no way." i shake my head, looking at him from head to toe, completely flabbergasted by his unrealistic explanation. "ghosts can't just live here on earth forever, right? i thought you guys would at least go to heaven or hell, or something. not that i believe in that shit, but you'd at least go somewhere other than here."

xavier shrugged, taking a step closer to me, reaching his hand to my bare, wet shoulder. he smiled, sighing as he felt my skin. "i wish i felt like this again. being a ghost sucks sometimes. i feel so empty, so inhuman. i haven't felt someone so warm, so human, in years."

i pull back, pushing his hand off of me. "okay, um, xavier plympton. sorry to disappoint, but you probably won't be feeling this human ever again. now if you'll excuse me, i really need to wash my hair. thank you for the shampoo, but i seriously need you to leave."

he sighed, crossing his arms and lightly tapping his foot in annoyance at my resistance. "come on, [y/n]. i'm the whole reason you can even wash your hair. one more touch please, maybe on your face or something? it makes me feel normal again!" he whines, making a pouty face towards me.

"how do you know my name, weirdo?" i ask, looking at him with annoyance and a bit of confusion. "and no, you can't touch my face. if anything, that's the farthest from feeling normal. that's just being a creep."

xavier walked closer to me, "i do my research. i have nothing else to do around here, so why not eavesdrop on the new counselors before they're here forever like the rest of us, hm?"

my eyes widen as i walk back, hitting the shower water with my back, and feeling the towel begin to get soaked. i gulp, trying to scan him for any potential weapon. "well, if you kill me, then you won't be able to like.. touch my shoulder or whatever.. i thought you wanted to feel what it was like to be human, remember?"

he laughed, reaching to tug the side of the towel, biting his lip and looking up to meet our eyes. "i wouldn't hurt you or let anyone else do so, [y/n]. you're not like everyone else around here. you seem different, like you aren't afraid of a fucking stick breaking when you walk at night like those other pussy counselors. i mean, you came out here at almost midnight and showered all alone, so it's like you were practically begging me to touch more then just your shoulder.."

i blush, crossing my arms to make his fingers break from the fabric, breathing in and out rather heavily, as i felt my stomach turn at his words. "what would ever make you think i'd want you to touch me? maybe that's your brain, just because you've only had ghost pussy for like twenty years."

"maybe, instead, it's because you excite me." xavier snaps back with a flick of his pink tongue. he grabs the towel, slowly pulling it back off of me, then tossing it to the wooden floor. he grabs the shampoo, squirting some into his palm before lathering it up, gesturing for me to turn around. he sinks his fingers into my hair, beginning to wash it with soft, relaxing strokes from his fingertips. i close my eyes, practically melting at his touch and feeling my legs quickly drench with pleasure as he begins to kiss down my wet neck and soon to my bare shoulders.

this goes on for a few minutes, when he then helps to wash the shampoo out of my hair, and turns me back towards him. i watch him strip of his clothing, except for his light blue boxers, which showed off his stiff, hard length, poking directly towards my wet pussy.

i chew my lip, looking down at his length, before locking our lust-filled eyes. he moves closer to press his lips against my cheek, then smiles seductively.

"if i'm going to fuck you, i'd like to do so in a place more, comfortable. for the both of us, of course." he explains, taking my hand and pulling me away from the water. i look to him, raising a brow, and watching as he hands me the towel.

i follow him outside, as he walks towards an empty cabin, several down from the one i was staying in. i let him sit me down on the bed, where i pull the towel off of myself and set it on the dresser. i lay on my back, spreading my legs in his direction as he pulls his boxers down. he looks at me with a grin, chuckling as he walks over to shut my legs, making my sit up with complete confusion.

"thought we were going to have sex, xavier. not play games, right?" i chirp, looking at the blonde as he sticks two fingers in his mouth, then pins me back down, sliding them to my clit, answering my own question. so no sex yet, only some foreplay so far, which was absolutely fine by me.

he came off as a man who wanted to skip the foreplay, but the second he pumped his fingers inside of me, i was thankfully my interpretation was wrong. i gasp, letting out a loud moan as he began to finger me, curling his digits inside of me with each thrust, in and out.

xavier leaned down to latch his lips to my nipple, sucking softly for a minute before pulling his head up. he looks down at me, pleased with my moans, while he reads my lustful expression.

"the minute i saw you walk into this camp, i knew you'd been needing a good dicking, [y/n]. the way you looked at those other counselors when they were introduced to you.. you've been wanting someone inside of you for awhile now, and who better then me, hm?" he talked into my ear, his hot breath against my skin as he worked his magic inside of me. "i could fuck you so hard tonight you'd never wanna leave camp, baby. you'd be begging for my cock from when you wake up to when you go to sleep. i can already feel how good your pussy is, so i may be begging you for the same later.."

i glance up at him, then down to his hand, as he rapidly finger fucks my insides. i'm dripping at his touch, my juices sinking between my ass cheeks and his fingers, visibly noticeable as he pulls out of me, moving his index and middle fingers to my throbbing clit.

as he rubs, i moan loudly, my eyes shut while he motions himself in front of me. he kneels on the bed, using his free hand to line up his length with my pussy. he pushes himself in slowly, as a way to warn me of what's to come. he was big, and it was now very obvious as he had already filled a substantial portion of my insides with not even half his cock. i nod with reassurance, allowing him to push himself into me, so deep his balls were pressing against my folds.

xavier begins to thrust, pulling his hand away from my clit and taking a hold of my own hand, lacing his fingers with mine. he smushes our lips together, the kiss entrancing the both of us as we become one through a sinful, yet so beautifully pleasurable act.

"you feel so good, [y/n]... dead or alive, this is the best pussy i've ever had in my life.. i never want to stop fucking you, baby.." xavier compliments me, giving me a wink as he raises himself back up. he keeps our hands together, thrusting himself inside as he lets out small moans, and continues to speak his sexual, dirty words to me.

he looks down at me, watching as my tits bounce with each one of his rapid, fast-paced movements. "how do you like this cock, sweetheart? so thick and long for you, hmm? you make me hurt with lust, babygirl. you make me want to cum deep inside you."

"please, xavier. please cum inside me.." i moan, nodding as i look up at him, my mouth hung open as he rocks my body in the bed. "that's all i want right now, for you to fill me up so good.. i need you so bad.. i need you to fill my pussy.. fuck.."

"and that i fucking shall." xavier pushes inside of me with one last deep thrust, filling my walls with his warm, thick seed. he pulls out, a small portion of white trailing from his head and to my pussy lips.

i sit up, panting as i pull myself off the bed, leaning down onto my weak, shaking knees. i place my lips on the tip, sucking the excess down my throat. he shivers at my touch, moving one hand to cup my cheek and insist i stand back up.

"maybe tomorrow night you can reward me with head, baby. you've got a big day soon." he pecks my lips, handing me the towel off the floor. "so why don't you go clean up, again, and i'll see you soon."

i smirk, nodding as i wrap the towel around my top. "xavier, please join me. maybe i'll wash your hair this time." i wink, watching him pull his boxers up.

he laughed, shaking his head. "i hate to reject the offer, sweetheart, but i need my beauty sleep, too. go get some sleep, because tomorrow night will be far longer than tonight's."

i turn around, my cheeks burning as i open the cabin door and shut it behind me, walking back to the showers. i couldn't believe i had just let a ghost fuck me, and that ghost being the xavier plympton. maybe i'd have to stick around camp meadow for longer than this week after all.

[ a/n - i did want to mention i will be writing much more in a few weeks - finals and college/work in general has been consuming a lot of my time lately, but i am hoping to find some inspiration for new fics soon! ]

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[storiesforallfandoms]

late night sins ~ xavier plympton;ahs 1984

word count: 5360 (the longest fic i’ve ever written!!)

request?: yes!

“Can you do a xavier plympton smut/ fluff where theres an poc reader and basically they meet at camp redwood and xavier basically flirts with the reader alot an the readers a virgin and she has like this gold cross pendant soo his friends kinda pick with the reader about her being the only virgin out of the group, and basically xavier sneaks in the girl cabin on a late night while everyone is sleeping wakes up the poc reader and takes her virginity under the covers but she has to be quiet to not alert the other camp counselors in the female cabin…”

description: in which the good christian girl decides to delve into sin after she meets her fellow hot camp counsellor

pairing: xavier plympton x poc!female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut (oral; f receiving, unprotected p in v, pull out method is used but fr wrap it before you tap it kids)

masterlist (one, two, three)

The minute she stepped out of her car, she knew she was going to stick out like a sore thumb. She could see the other camp counsellors gathered around by the entrance. They were all wearing skintight, revealing clothes. One girl with messy blonde hair was passing a joint to one of the boys stood next to her. An older looking man was stood with them wearing pants so tight she could make out the outline of his...downstairs area.

The gold cross hung around her neck felt like it was burning into her skin.

She swallowed her fear and forced herself towards the others. The crunching of dirt under her tennis shoes felt like a thundering stomp as the attention was pulled towards her. The blonde looked her up and down as she blew smoke from the corner of her mouth. “Who invited the Virgin Mary?”

Two of her friends snickered while the other two - a black haired girl and a tall boy with sandy blonde hair - shuffled awkwardly at the joke. Well, the girl was awkward. The boy was silent, but he was looking at her with a look in his eye she couldn’t quite place.

“I’m, um, (Y/N),” she said, ignoring the hurtful comment. “I’m a counsellor this summer, too.”

“I guess Margaret needed someone to try and keep her goodie two shows rules in place,” the blonde said. “I’m Montana. This is Brooke, Trevor, Chet, Ray, and Xavier.”

“It’s n-nice to m-meet you,” (Y/N) said.

Trevor, the man with the tight pants and a big bulge, chuckled. “Well, isn’t she adorable. Where did Margaret find you?”

“Leave her alone,” Brooke said. “It’s nice to meet you too, (Y/N). Here, let me take you to Margaret. She’ll be able to get you acquainted here.”

Xavier watched as Brooke guided (Y/N) towards Margaret's office. Unlike the other girls, including good girl Brooke, she was completely covered in baggy clothes despite the intense heat of the summer. Which, he knew he shouldn’t have found attractive, but he did. He was so taken by her after such a short interaction.

Montana elbowed Xavier to snap him out of his train of thought. “Do not tell me you’re eyeing up the Bible humper.”

“Fuck off. I think she’s cute,” Xavier retorted, taking the joint from Ray.

“Never gonna happen, man,” Ray told him. “You’ll be lucky if you see her ankles this summer.”

“Or maybe not,” Chet added. “Most of those Christian girls are freaks. She’ll be on her knees by nightfall I’d say.”

Xavier threw the lit joint at Chet. The four remaining counsellors made noises of disapproval as the joint fizzled out on the ground. Xavier ignored them as he walked away. He wasn’t sure where he was going, but he needed to get away from his shitty friends. Sure, at one point Xavier would’ve been laughing along with them at the Christian girl’s expensive, but this Christian girl was different. To him she was, anyways.

He found himself headed towards the counsellor’s quarters, which happened to be on the way past Margaret’s office. He glanced over towards the open door as he passed and noticed (Y/N) stood with Margaret. As if feeling his gaze, (Y/N) looked over and locked eyes with him. He smiled at her, hoping it looked as friendly as he meant it to. She smiled back, shyly, and quickly looked away.

That was all he needed to be wrapped around her fingers.

~~~~~~

That night, all the counsellors were gathered in the female counsellor’s cabin. It was majorly against Margaret’s rules, but that’s why they were doing it. If they were going to be forced into being Margaret’s anti-fun police for the summer, they wanted to have one last night of debauchery. That included weed, alcohol, and, if they could get away with it, sex.

When (Y/N) walked through the door, they were already well into their night of fun. Everyone turned to look at her as she took in the scene with wide eyes. She was coming from the showers, as evident by her dripping wet hair clinging to her neck and shoulders. She was dressed in a pair of shorts and a white tank top that was so thin that it was easy to make out the outline of her brown breasts against the white fabric. Xavier had to shuffle a pillow over his growing boner.

“The Virgin Mary shows skin,” Montana commented. “How scandalous.”

“What are you guys doing?” she asked.

“We’re trying to have some fun,” Montana responded. “Which won’t happen if your goodie two shoes ass goes to tell Margaret on us.”

“I won’t tell.” All eyes followed her towards her bed, the one that Xavier was sat on. She put her dirty clothes into the bag and sat next to him. “Pass me a beer.”

Her request shocked everyone. Ray grabbed a bottle from the cooler and passed it to (Y/N). “You drink beer?”

“Well...no. But I’ve drank the wine at church, so I figure that’s the same thing.”

“There’s wine in church?” Trevor asked.

(Y/N) nodded. “Communal wine. It’s supposed to be the blood of Christ.”

“You Bible humpers drink blood?” Ray asked. “You guys really are freaks!”

“No, it’s not - ” Xavier cut her off by putting a hand on her arm and shaking his head.

She sighed and opened the beer bottle. Her heart was hammering against her chest. What would her parents think if they found out she was drinking at camp? What would her pastor say? They had all been convinced that the camp was going to be a place of sin and tried to convince her not to go.

But she had spent her entire life being a good Christian girl. She followed everything her parents and priests had told her from the day she was born. This was the first time she had ever made a decision for herself. She was a young adult now. If she wanted to drink, then she could drink.

There’s always the option to pray for forgiveness once the summer ends, she reminded herself.

She brought the bottle to her lips and took a big mouthful. When she swallowed the thick liquid, she cringed and began to gag. Her fellow counsellors laughed at her reaction.

“Definitely not like wine,” she croaked.

“Here.” Brooke passed her some water. “I’ll make the beer go down easier, and it’ll wipe the taste from your mouth.”

(Y/N) accepted the water gratefully and took a sip.

The small mouthfuls of beer started working very quickly on her. By the time she had finished her first bottle of beer, (Y/N) was already feeling warm and fuzzy. She felt her body lull to the side against Xavier, who welcomed her with an arm around her shoulder, adding his bodily warmth to hers.

“Hey now, Virgin Mary, leave room for Jesus there,” Montana mocked.

“Shut the fuck up, Montana,” she retorted.

The curse was new on her tongue, but it tasted delicious as it spilled from her lips. Everyone seemed shocked and impressed by her choice of words, and she was shocked herself, but she was starting to like the feeling she was getting. Not just from the beer, but also from throwing caution to the wind and doing what most people her age did. Sure, she would likely feel some sort of guilt over the coming days about this night, but for now she felt like she was floating on cloud nine.

“You’ve never done anything like this before, have you?” Brooke asked her. “The drinking and cursing, I mean.”

(Y/N) shook her head. “Never. My parents say cursing sounds unladylike, and binge drinking is kind of viewed as a sin, especially when you’re underaged.”

“Religion sounds boring,” Chet said.

“It is,” (Y/N) admitted, shocked by the fact that she really did believe that. Her whole life she had been a devout Christian, never once questioning her faith, but no one could deny how strict her Christian parents were, or how intolerant some of her devout family members and neighbors were. She had never been around people like the other counsellors before. She never knew what kind of life she could possibly have outside of her religion.

“Are you even allowed to have boyfriends?” Montana asked. “Is that a sin, too?”

“Having a boyfriend isn’t a sin, but it is awkward to try and have any form of PDA in front of parents or other adults,” (Y/N) said. “Even holding hands is awkward.”

“So have you ever been kissed?” Brooke asked.

(Y/N) nodded. “Yeah, a couple times. It was very awkward, but so are most first kisses.”

“Have you ever had sex?” Montana asked. Suddenly, (Y/N) became shy again, which caused Montana to grin wickedly. “You haven’t, have you? You’re still a virgin!”

(Y/N) shrunk back against Xavier, who held her protectively towards him. “Knock it off, Montana.”

“What? I’m just stating a fact, and the fact is she’s a virgin. Poor thing will probably never know how good it feels to have a big dick all up inside of her.”

(Y/N)’s thighs clenched together at Montana’s words. Of course she had thought about sex before. She was in her early 20s, she had gone through the crazy hormonal stages of puberty where sex was the one thing on every teenager’s mind. But she never got to explore those urges. She had been taught her entire life that sex before marriage was the ultimate sin, and that if she tried to...relieve herself, so to speak, that she would also be condemned to Hell. But, boy, did she ever think of how badly she wanted someone to finally deflower her, if not just to make the sinful thoughts go away.

Her squirming definitely did not go unnoticed by Xavier, but he didn’t bring any attention to it. The last thing he wanted was for Montana to have more reasons to mock (Y/N).

“I wanna have sex,” she said in a soft voice. “But I want to be sure of it. I want it to be with someone I’m sure of.”

Xavier wasn’t sure if he imagined it or not, but he could’ve swore he saw her eyes flicker towards him when she said the last part.

No, there’s no way, he thought. We’ve barely had a conversation together, stop thinking so highly of yourself.

But...but what if she did?

He glanced down at her again, but her attention was drawn to whatever one of the others were saying.

Maybe I could figure this out later on tonight when everyone is gone, he thought, and the idea made him smirk to himself.

~~~~~~

The male counsellors went back to their own cabin once the night had come to an end. Xavier laid in his bed, starring at the ceiling as he waited to make sure everyone was asleep. Once the cabin was filled with soft breathing and snoring, he quickly got up and pulled on his shoes. He opened the rickety door as silently as he could, stopping to cringe when it let out a squeak anyways. When none of the others stirred, he continued on his mission.

All the girls were also sound asleep. Their cabin was nearly pitch black, with just some rays of white light shining in from the full moon.

(Y/N) was laying on her side, her hands tucked under her face as she breathed softly. Xavier couldn’t help but smile at her as he made his way towards her bed. She looked so beautiful and peaceful. Like an angel, for a lack of better words.

He knelt down next to her bed and lightly shook her. She stirred slightly, but didn’t wake up. Xavier looked over his shoulder to make sure that Brooke and Montana were definitely asleep before shaking (Y/N) a little harder. She mumbled something incoherent before her eyes slowly blinked open. When she looked at Xavier, she let out a gasp and he quickly covered her mouth to stop her from making any other noises.

“Shh!” he said. “It’s just me.”

“What are you doing here?!” she whispered. “If you get caught you’ll be in big trouble!”

“No one is going to catch me. Margaret has been dead asleep since before we had our little party,” Xavier said, a cocky grin on his face. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“It couldn’t wait until morning?”

“No, because my response to the answer might need the cover of nightfall.” She looked at him in confusion, so he continued, “Earlier, when you were talking about losing your virginity to someone you’re sure of, did you look at me?”

She stared at him blankly. “What?”

“You heard me.”

“Xavier, this can wait until morning.”

She went to roll over with her back to him, but he quickly took hold of her arms and stopped her from moving.

“I’m serious, (Y/N), I need to know,” he said. “Because if you genuinely meant that, I might have to take you up on that offer.”

“No, you don’t.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Why? So you can brag to the others about taking the Christian girl’s virginity? I don’t think so.”

He pulled away from her, hurt by her accusation, but then realized that it was a very valid point. They barley knew each other and here he was, coming to her in the middle of the night because he thought she had inferred wanting to sleep with him. Even if he didn’t have the ill intentions that she thought he did, he clearly did not have any pure ones either.

“It’s not that at all,” he said. “I swear to you, (Y/N). I just...I’ve been very infatuated with you since we first met earlier, and that’s very unlike me because we’ve hardly talked to one another. But it’s the truth, I swear. I’m not just trying to get into your pants.”

(Y/N) rolled onto her back to look up at Xavier. Her face was unreadable, which was just making things worse. He wished she would say something, anything. Even if she just told him to fuck off, with that beautiful, innocent mouth of hers.

Okay, maybe she shouldn’t say that.

She sighed and propped herself up on her elbows. “Okay, yes I did look at you when I said that, because I would be okay with losing my virginity to you, Xavier.”

With the words officially out of her mouth, Xavier couldn’t help but pounce on her. He pressed his lips against hers, stopping whatever else was about to be sad. He got up onto the bed and positioned himself so that he was straddling her still covered body. He kissed her intensely and passionately, but not so much as to rush her or make her feel uncomfortable.

She settled into the kiss very quickly. It wasn’t the first time she had made out with someone. Again, she had been a teenager with wild hormones once. Just because she hadn’t gone all the way with anyone didn’t mean that she hadn’t at least got to second base a couple of times. Of course, she felt guilty afterwards because of her upbringing, but it always felt good in the moment. And, in this moment, it felt especially good to be kissing Xavier’s soft, plump lips like this.

But when she heard the sound of one of the girls rolling over in their beds, she quickly put a hand against his chest and pushed him back. “We can’t do this here. What if they wake up?”

“It’s so dark, they wouldn’t even know,” Xavier said. “And we’ll be quiet. Well, I will be anyways. I don’t know about you.”

She wanted to glare at him, but he quickly ducked his head down to start kissing her neck. She bit her lip to stop a moan from erupting from her mouth as she felt a tingling sensation between her legs.

She couldn’t lie, the thought of losing her virginity in her camp counsellor bunk while her other camp counsellors slept did sound very risky and naughty. It also sounded very cliché, which was what she wanted. If she was going to be giving into sin this summer, she may as well do it in the most cliché way possible.

Xavier slipped under the covers with her and continued to kiss down her body. He kissed around the exposed areas of her neck and chest, not wanting to push too far just yet by trying to get under her shirt. Even though he was trying to get into her pants, he still wanted to be a gentleman about it.

(Y/N) looked down at him as he disappeared under the blankets. She was confused at first. If he was planning to take her virginity, shouldn’t he be up here with her? Wasn’t that how sex worked?

“What are you doing?” she whispered.

“I want to make sure you’re ready before we get into it,” he responded. “I want to make you feel good first. Can I take these shorts off?”

She nodded, but then realized he couldn’t see her and said, “Yes.”

He curled his fingers around the waistband of her pants and pulled them, and her panties, down in one swift movement. She raised her hips so he could pull them down as far as her ankles. Despite the blankets still covering her lower half, she felt very naked. Even if no one else could see her if they happened to look over, she knew that Xavier could see her. And right now, he was very, very close to her.

She gasped and quickly clapped a hand over her mouth when she felt something wet against her core. “What was that?!”

“My tongue.”

(Y/N) quickly covered her mouth when she felt it against her again. She had never heard of this form of sexual intimacy before. When she was in high school, her mom had warned her about all of the “impure ways” boys would try to use her, which included them wanting to stick their penises in her mouth, but no one had ever mentioned a guy doing the same thing to her. It felt dirty, but also it felt so good.

She muffled her moans with both hands as Xavier continued to lick from her clit down to her tight, untouched hole. A wetness began pooling between her legs that he lapped up as if it were the first drink of water he had in weeks. Her body shuddered with pleasure every time his tongue connected with her. It was better than she ever could’ve imagined, and that just made her even more excited for the actual sex.

Something began to build in her stomach. A feeling she had never felt before. It felt like someone was inside of her, pushing something down from her stomach to get it out of her. She tried to tap Xavier to tell him, but she was afraid to lift her hand from her mouth in case she made a loud noise and woke the others.

“I can feel that you’re tightening up,” he said. “That means you’re getting close. Lean into it, beautiful. Let it happen. Cum all over my mouth.”

It was enough to send her toppling over the edge. She pressed her hands against her mouth as hard as she could as a scream of pleasure ripped from her lips. Xavier’s fingertips dug into her hips as he held her to him, taking in every bit of her juices that he could. He knew it was her first time having an orgasm, but he didn’t expect for her to become so wet and to finish so quickly just from his tongue. His dick twitched with excitement at the thought of being inside of her.

With one last kiss to her clit, Xavier began kissing up her stomach, lifting her shirt slightly as he left messy, wet marks over her belly, her chest, her neck, and finally getting to her face. Through the white moonlight, (Y/N) could see a glisten on his mouth and chin. Between her legs throbbed as she realized that was her slick on him.

He gently moved his hands away from her mouth so he could kiss her. The taste of his lips were much different, and she knew that was because that was the taste of her on him. It was all just so hot that she almost couldn’t believe any of this was happening. She was sure she was dreaming it all, that she’d wake up in this bed alone and unsatisfied.

Xavier reached under the covers to start pulling down his own pants, but hesitated a moment. He pulled away from the kiss, (Y/N) trying to follow him with her own lips.

“Wait,” he said. “Before we go all the way, I have to check in one last time. Are you okay with this, (Y/N)?”

She nodded frantically. “Yes,” she breathed. “Yes, please Xavier. Please.”

“Okay, but if you want to stop at all you tell me, okay? I know I just warmed you up, but it is going to hurt at first either way. If it’s too much, we stop. Okay?”

“Okay,” she said.

He sat up and pulled his pants down around his knees. His dick sprang free from its confides, standing painfully at attention in the moonlight. (Y/N) looked at it with wide eyes. She wasn’t sure what to expect from the first penis she’d see, but it was certainly a big one. She wondered how it would even fit inside of her.

Xavier placed his hands under her thighs and pulled them up so they were wrapped around his hips. The ran the head of his dick through the slick that was still left over from him having been between her legs. She whimpered at the feeling, quickly putting a hand over her mouth again. Both of them glanced over to make sure Brooke and Montana were still peacefully sleeping.

“I’m going to put it in now,” Xavier told her. “I’ll do it very slowly, okay?”

She nodded. He thrust his hips forwards a little, pushing just the tip of his cock into her. He hissed at the tight feeling around his already sensitive tip. He wasn’t sure how he’d ever last when she was already gripping him so tightly and he barely had the head of his dick inside of her.

(Y/N) gasped into her hand at the feeling. Xavier pushed until his head was completely inside of her, stretching her out. The stretch was definitely a painful, burning feeling. It was like her body knew he wasn’t supposed to be in there and wanted him out, but she wanted him in there. She had fantasized about this since the first time she had ever laid her eyes on Xavier - a time she knew he had definitely forgotten.

He lick his thumb and lowered it between them, pressing it against her clit and gently rubbing circles into the bundle of nerves. (Y/N) whimpered at the gesture.

“This should help make it feel better,” he told her. “Just until I can get all the way inside of you, okay?”

She nodded again. At this point, talking was definitely not happening. Any noise that were to come out of her mouth would just be a moan or a whimper of pleasure, and she wasn’t sure she’d be able to keep the volume down without her hands over her mouth.

Xavier continued to push inside of her while gently rubbing circles into her clit. He looked between them and watched as his dick disappeared into her. His bottom lip was pulled between his teeth, trying to stop any sounds that might come out unintentionally. It felt so good inside of her that he already did not want the this to end. He just wanted to stay inside of her forever, feel her warm walls gripping around him, look at her beautiful face as it contorted in pure ecstasy.

When he was buried all the way inside of her, he leaned down and took her hand from her mouth so he could kiss her. He continued to rub her clit, but he kept himself deep inside of her so she could get used to his size. She moaned into the kiss, her body inadvertently jerking from the pleasure she was feeling. The motion caused Xavier’s hips to move forward to fill her again. It was just a slight movement, but it was enough that it drove Xavier wild.

“Do that again,” she whispered against his lips.

“What?”

“The way you moved your hips. Do it again, please. It felt really good.”

He smiled down at her and gently grinded his hips against hers. Her mouth hung open, but no sounds were coming now. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and that was all Xavier needed to tell him he was doing a good job.

He took his hand from between her legs so he could fully press himself against her. He captured her lips with his again and continued to gently thrust into her. The slow sensation was enough to make his orgasm build at a quicker rate than he would’ve liked, but he knew he wasn’t going to finish until she did. He wanted to feel her cum around him at least once before he would let himself finish.

Luckily, he could feel that familiar tightening feeling; where her walls started grasping at him tighter than before and he could feel her stomach tensing beneath him.

“Remember what I said earlier,” he whispered. “Just let it happen. Let me feel you cum all over this dick.”

She nodded, soft whimpers coming from her mouth. It wasn’t too long afterwards that he felt her clenching around him so tightly that he was sure she was going to rip his dick off just with her pussy. He kissed her hard, muffling her cries of pleasure. His hips were stilled as he let her ride out her climax, knowing that if he were to move anymore he’d definitely cum, too, and he wasn’t going to cum inside of her. That was too dangerous. He didn’t want to be responsible for any sort of backlash from her parents once she got home from camp, even if that ship had already sailed.

When the feeling of her quivering became too much, Xavier quickly pulled out of her and sat up on his knees again. He pushed her tank top up just enough to expose her belly and the underside of her boobs. It only took a few pumps of his hand, slick from her juices over his dick, before he was exploding over her stomach. He threw his head back, letting out a quiet groan.

They both were still, panting to catch their breaths. Xavier looked down at (Y/N), now covered in his seat, and he felt his dick twitch again. If he could take a picture of this moment, he would. And he would’ve stuck it in his wallet so he could look at it all the damn time.

He reached for her discarded towel from earlier that night and wiped her off. She hissed when he wiped between her legs, and he mumbled as soft, “Sorry.”

They both pulled their pants back up and got themselves straightened away before Xavier laid down next to her. He figured he could spare a few moments just to cuddle up close to her before he would have to run back to his cabin and his bed to try and get some sleep. (Y/N) rolled into his chest, taking in his warmth and the scent of him that was quickly becoming her favorite scent; the smell of his hair paste and the sweet cologne he wore. She wished she could combine them together into a perfume that she would wear for the rest of her life.

It was silent for some time except for the soft breathing of her bunkmates and the occasional snore that came from Brooke. Once her head had finally stopped feeling lightheaded, (Y/N) decided it was time to confess to Xavier.

“I’ve seen you before, you know.”

He moved so he could look down at her. “What?”

“I was in one of your aerobics classes,” she said. “Not very long ago, maybe a few months ago? One of my friends signed us up because she heard it was a good way to stay in shape.”

“I...I feel so bad to say that I don’t...remember,” Xavier said. He was sure he would’ve remembered seeing this beautiful specimen in one of his classes. He saw so many faces every day, but he always remembered the prettiest ones, and (Y/N) was definitely a face to remember.

“I wasn’t in it long enough to be remembered,” she admitted. “We walked in, and I saw you and...well...I started feeling...impure things when I saw you in your tight suit doing all those hip movements and stuff. You were in the middle of another class so we had to wait. Unfortunately, we didn’t get to start our class because my friend’s parents walked in to bring her something she had forgotten and saw the way everyone was dressed and how they were all moving. They were appalled. They dragged us out and brought us home. Told my parents, who grounded me for a week because of it. They claimed that we were trying to behind their backs, but I truly had no idea what I was in for when I agreed to go.”

Xavier cringed. He felt terrible hearing the way (Y/N) must’ve lived her entire life. Having to be afraid of mistakenly doing something “impure” or “sinful” and getting punished for it, even if the “sinful” things were just basic things that happen in life. He wished he could’ve taken away all those bad times from her memory and replace them with good ones; memories where (Y/N) could just be a normal person and not have to worry about God’s wrath or whatever they said in churches.

“That’s why I glanced at you when we were talking about sex,” (Y/N) continued. “Because...because I had fantasies about this very situation happening since the day I first saw you.”

Xavier couldn’t help but smirk proudly at that. “And did the actual thing live up to your expectations?”

She giggled. “Majorly.”

“Good. I’m glad to hear that.”

There was another moment of silence before Xavier added, “It doesn’t have to be a one time thing, though.”

(Y/N) turned to rest her chin on his chest. “What do you mean?”

“I mean...maybe, once the summer ends, we could go on some proper dates. Maybe...actually be a couple?”

(Y/N)’s eyes twinkled in the moonlight as she looked at him. He smiled at how beautiful she was, and at how lucky he was to be the one she was looking at.

“Really?” she asked.

“Only if you want to,” he responded.

Her reply was by attacking his face with kisses. He chuckled as she left not one inch of his face unkissed, ending with her lips against his.

“That’s a yes, by the way,” she said.

“I could tell,” he said. “I should go before I get in trouble for being here.”

“I guess you should.”

He didn’t move to leave right away. He continued to gaze into her eyes for a moment longer, before kissing her one last time and getting up from her bed. He couldn’t help but looking back at her as he made his way towards the door. She was still smiling at him as he finally allowed the door to swing shut behind him, obstructing his view of her.

He couldn’t help but stand outside the door for a moment, letting out a long, happy sigh, before making his way back to the boy’s cabin.

I’ve never written poc!reader before so I hope this is okay! I usually don’t describe anything with my general x reader fics because I want them to be inclusive for everyone, but I don’t mind writing specific ones like this when asked!

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m a s t e r l i s t

Adrian hates horror movies

Every Time We Touch–Adrian’s not a fan of having people touch him. The more that he gets to know you, the more that he warms up to the idea of people, namely you, crossing that boundary.

(Or, Five times you touched Adrian Chase and he realized he might not be touch-averse, and one time where he said “fuck it” and touched you first.)

Right Where You Want Me–You probably should have told Adrian that you know how to shoot a gun the second that he revealed he was going to teach you. But you can’t deny that having Vigilante with his arms wrapped around you to help you hold the gun is tantalizing.

The 11th Street Kids Go Undercover–On a mission to stop the formula for creating metahumans from falling into the hands of Lexcorp, you and Adrian are paired up. A fake date with the guy that you have a crush on is surely just another day at the office.

The Betrayal–You find out the truth about what happened to your brother, Rick Flag, at the worst possible time.

The Good Kind of Butterflies–Adrian realizes he has a crush on you. He doesn’t take it well.

Unexpected Guests–Adrian tries to keep his work life separate from his personal life. Until one day when his work life literally shows up at his front door.

Who Helps the Helpers?–When you come down with a nasty cold, help comes to you in the most unlikely of forms. Though it’s not who you were expecting, you certainly can’t say it’s unwelcome.

Find headcanons and other musings under the Adrian Chase x Reader and Vigilante x Reader tags!

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Kiss of Fire–You only want what’s best for Jim, and that includes staying clean of drugs. Jim, who’s been bottling up his true feelings for so long, finally snaps after he finds out you flushed his stash. 

Half of My Heart–Jim was supposed to be better now. After his psychotic break, you and Medina had made sure that it was impossible for him to slip back into his old habits. But the morning comes, and so does the realization that he’s been lying to both of you. 

A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes–Life has never been the kindest to you, and you've come to expect only the worst from it. But when a golden-eyed stranger shows up at your place of work and promises you that all your dreams will come true if you just trust them, how are you to say no? Get ready—a ball in the Dreaming awaits.

Christmas Traditions

Fatherhood–You're a single parent, and you (and your daughter) meet Morpheus

Give Me Everything You've Got–After a fight, you learn that Morpheus does not have the best coping skills. Like, at all.

Hopes, Dreams, and Everything In Between–Just when Morpheus finally escapes capture at the hands of the Burgess lineage and begins to make his way back to his realm, his weak connection to his power disappears completely. Left stranded in a world with no knowledge of what has transpired for over a century, no powers, and no clothes, Dream of the Endless must let down his guard and place his trust in a human whose path he was quite literally dropped in the middle of.

Jealousy, Jealousy–It's your turn to get jealous.

Kiss With a Fist–Normally, Dream is above mortals and their petty quarrels, but when one decides that he wants to play with fire, Dream is more than prepared to burn him. That is, until you have something to say about it.

Morpheus Does Not Understand Millennial/Gen-Z Humor

Morpheus gets jealous

Of Jack-o'-Lanterns and Misperceptions–You carve pumpkins with two of Dream's sisters in the Dreaming!

Our Very Own Greek Tragedy Pt. 1 | Pt. 2–You love Morpheus, and Morpheus loves you. You're the happiest that you've ever been in your life, and your love's intention to propose to you is just the icing on top of the cake.

Too bad you don't remember any of this when you wake up.

Shopping Spree–You go shopping and have a little fashion show for Morpheus.

Sick Day–You're sick, and the absolute last thing that you want is for an overprotective King of Dreams to find out. Of course, you should know by now that it's impossible to keep anything from Morpheus, and when it comes to you, there's nothing that he won't do to make sure that you're safe and well.

The Mixup–Matthew goes sticking his beak in places it shouldn't be, and finds what he believes to be some shocking news.

The Nightmare–Your daughter has a nightmare, and Morpheus is the one to soothe her.

To the world we dream about (and the one we live in now)–Being in the right place at the right time turns everything you thought you knew on its head when a woman, imprisoned and battered, is literally thrown into your life. Left with no choice but to do the obvious, you offer her shelter and support in her time of need.

Unbeknownst to you, said woman is a powerful and ancient being who now belongs to you in accordance with the old laws. This situation definitely won’t become complicated, right?

You get your period

You're extremely stressed out

Find headcanons and other musings under the Dream of the Endless x Reader and Morpheus x Reader tags!

Truth or Dare–A oneshot of Xavier being dared to play Seven Minutes in Heaven, and you’re the one that the group chooses to go with him.

Still Lovin’ You–You’re smoking weed with Xavier in the back of the infamous Vanta-C when things get a little steamy.

Shot Through the Heart–Being a ghost, you could handle. Your boyfriend killing people? Not so much.

Welcome Home (Sanitarium)–After two years, Xavier returns to the spot where he nearly lost his life…and where you did.

Cum On Feel the Noize–Xavier has ideas on how to spice up your boring shift.

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Captured with Sith!Anakin

I'll Follow You (Into the Dark)–You’re forced to team up with Darth Vader to escape from Hondo Ohnaka and his gang. Needing shelter for your weary selves after making it to civilization, you book the last room at an inn. There’s just one problem—there’s only one bed.

Just the Two of Us–Anakin finally returns to you, and neither of you can wait for a better time or place to truly reunite.

Rebel finds out Sith!Anakin hates sand

The Force and Its Tragedies–Joining the Rebel Alliance was always going to be a risk to your life and safety. But never did you think that you would end up in the clutches of the evil that you have been fighting to take down. And never did you think that you would reveal your biggest secret to said evil.

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[multific]

Pet III

Michael Langdon x Reader (x Xavier Plympton)

Summary: Michael is planning the new world, and Xavier is worried because you have been sick again.

Both Xavier and Michael knew just how strong you were, you proved it in the Outpost as well.

And yet, the strongest person and you were in bed once again. You were constantly sick, throwing up, and being dizzy.

Michael called a doctor, but he was three days away from you so you had to wait for him to get there.

"Maybe she ate something." Xavier was pacing up and down in the room while Michael tried to type on his laptop. "Why are you not worried?" Xavier snapped and looked at Michael, who slowly turned to the blonde, it sent a shiver down Xavier's spine. 

"I am worried, very much. But pacing and repeating the same thing won't help her." Michael closed his laptop, it made Xavier gulp and take a step back. "We went through all, food, water, bacteria, witchcraft, and you know it."

"I know, but-"

"No buts! You are making me angry, Pet." Michael turned back to his laptop as Xavier let out a loud huff. At least this time, he didn't choke him. 

One time, Michael got so angry with Xavier when he left you all alone, Michael had to punish him.

Xavier found it infuriating that Michael seemed like he didn't care about you. 

But it wasn't true. He only worked because he would worry about you every second. It was actually your idea for him to go back to his work, because he worried too much, you had to make him leave.

Xavier sat down on the bed watching you as you read a book, you looked better.

"You worry too much." you said looking at Xavier.

"It's like he doesn't even care." he said with a pout and a whisper so Michael wouldn't hear him.

"Of course, he cares. But he is actually worse than you so I had to make him leave." 

"What do you think is wrong with you? Another curse?"

"I don't think it's a curse this time, I have a feeling but I want the doctor to confirm it, so I'll wait." Xavier ran his hand over yours smiling at you before he nodded. "Can you bring me some tea please?" you asked as he nodded.

Xavier wasn't a servant, he knew that. But he still liked to do things for you. Xavier was so incredibly in love, even if he knew you will never be his, being around him is enough for him.

Xavier climbed into the bed, placing his head in your lap as you continued to read and played with his hair.

You two fell asleep like that before Michael joined you as he slept on your chest.

You loved to sleep like this, surrounded by love and care.

The doctor arrived the next day.

"What are they talking about?" Xavier was pacing, walking up and down in the room. "You have a good hearing!"

"Sit down already." Michael was getting angry, not only did you ask them to leave the room when the doctor arrived but he couldn't hear you.

Why were you blocking him?

"Michael! You have a good hearing, you can read people's minds!" Xavier finally sat down in the chair in front of Michael.

"She's blocking me out, I cannot hear anything."

Xavier's eyes went wide. WHY were you hiding, what were you hiding? You did hint that you might know what the problem is, maybe you have some terminal disease. Xavier was thinking of the worst when he heard the door open and both he and Michael rushed to catch the doctor.

The doctor didn't give them any straight answer, instead, he told them to go and ask you before he rushed off, clearly scared to death.

And they did.

You were standing, ready to leave the room and talk to them when they barged in, almost tripping over each other.

"My Queen, what-the doctor refused to say anything."

"I have great news, My Love and I wanted to be the one to tell you. It looks like I'm pregnant."

The word scared Xavier but Michael smiled. A genuine smile which not many people saw in their lives. Xavier thought this really was the end, the Antichrist, smiling.

You being the reason behind his smile every day. 

"Are you really?" Michael asked as he rushed to hug you. "Thank you," he said as he smiled into your hair.

Xavier felt a cold shiver run down his spine. He knew he wasn't supposed to, he knew his place, but he was still jealous. Extremely jealous.

But he understood, he knew. And he tried to be happy for you.

So, he decided to be a good pet and leave you two alone for the time and just go outside to think.

And thinking he did.

He had no choice, he was bounded, if he leaves, he dies, not like he had anywhere to go.

Meanwhile, you and Michael had a nice moment in the room, just the two of you, pure love.

"I can't believe it. We are going to have a baby."

"Yes, we are, I had a feeling but I wanted the doctor to confirm it." you smiled, eyes shining with love.

"This is why you said that everything will be fine." Michael was sure he never smiled so much in his life. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Michael." you two kissed.

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Xavier was still outside, waiting for you two and you finally got out of the room.

"Aww, Xav, don't pout." 

"Am not." he said, pouting. You laughed slightly. "Congrats on the mini Antichrist."

"Thank you." you were too happy to notice he meant it in a bad way, but Michael didn't. But the smile on your face made him not act out. "You will have a new play-date soon, at least you will have someone to sleep with." Xavier not often had the chance to sleep with you, he often had to sleep in a separate room.

"So, I'll be your in-house babysitter." 

"YES." You laughed. 

You honestly didn't see anything wrong with this, even if you knew about his feelings, you weren't his.

And throughout the years, Xavier just couldn't accept that. But he had to, especially now.

Seeing you so excited and happy for this baby, Xavier couldn't stay grumpy, even when Michael had a little chat with him.

"The baby is mine, you are only her pet, you knew that from the beginning, so stay in your lane. I'm her husband and the father of her child. But if you continue with this behaviour, she will notice and feel bad which is not going to be good for either of us." 

Xavier understood, he also saw the changes in Michael as your stomach grew. For the Bringer Of the End, Michael was soft with you, being overprotective was an understatement. He kept everyone away from you except for Xavier, he was the only one besides him to be able to approach you.

You had a feeling Xavier would feel bad. But you also knew that you needed to keep the barrier. You loved Xavier, you really did but your love for him was different.

You belonged to Michael, your heart, body and soul were his without any doubt. 

But you also loved Xavier and you didn't want to make him feel bad about the situation.

Yes, you will have a baby with your husband, but it didn't mean that you will ignore him, you showed that to him, or tried to, by maintaining the same relationship you had.

You talked to him the same, and as your belly grew, you didn't change one bit.

Sure, your motherly instinct grew and you were more emotional, but it was normal.

One evening, you were already into your sixth month when you were listening to some music, slowly swaying with Michael while Xavier watched.

And just as another song began, Michael gave your hand to Xavier. Xavier looked at him, confused. 

"I have some work. Dance with her." he said.

Xavier didn't need to be told twice, he grabbed your hand and started slow dancing with you.

That was the moment Xavier felt the best.

To be able to hold you, with Michael's permission meant everything to him.

And somehow, all three of you knew, at that moment, that this is going to be fine.

You are all going to be fine.

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[ghost-is-bae]

Xavier Plympton Imagine- winter special

Summary : When you catch a chest infection on Christmas eve, your lovely boyfriend has to look after you over the celebrative period but he really doesn't mind :)

Warnings: In detail description of a chest infection, but that's it! Just pure fluff!

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The winter months never seemed to bother Xavier. He would just wrap up in colourful hoodies and jackets, whereas you were just ill every damn day of December. It was like a Christmas curse. The first week you end up with a runny and red nose, the second week you end up with a really sore throat and the week leading up to Christmas. Well, It's a fucker. You end up with clogged ears, a headache, blocked sinuses and a killer chest infection.

Lucky for you, It was the same this year. Apart from the fact that you almost ended up in A&E because of the severity of it. Poor Xavier had to look after you for a whole month! Today started off the same for you. You woke up with a banging headache and you couldn't hear anything. You tried to sigh but ended up in a large, ferocious coughing fit. "Baby, are you okay?" Xavier's muffled voice rang through your ears as his warm hands glided gently over your arms that were caged in your thick, fluffy pyjamas.

"Yeah...I'm okay. It's just the weather." You voice came out very nasally and congested which made Xavier's heart ache. He knew how much this time of year affected you and he knew that he couldn't do anything about it. "Do you want me to book you a doctor's appointment?" you shook your head slowly, "I'll be alright. You need to get ready for your aerobics lesson!" Xavier sighed because of your stubbornness and the fact that you were always right. He had to teach a few Christmas aerobics classes (I don't know what I'm on about! ) so he kissed your red nose and got out of the cosy bed.

You closed your eyes and let out a wheezing breath before curling back into a ball and trying to get more sleep.

~

Xavier had left 3 hours before you had woken up again so you were all alone for a few more hours. You slowly slid out of bed and stumbled into the kitchen to make some chamomile tea and take some cold and flu pills. You weren't that hungry so you had some porridge and strawberries. You then decided to get dressed and go to the doctors after you almost coughed up a lung and vomited at the same time. Your chest ached every time you took a breath and there was a wall of mucus stuck in your throat that made you feel nauseous every time you swallowed.

You changed into a fluffy red sweater, a pair of soft cotton-lined leggings, black and white stripy fluffy socks and your favourite pair of ugg boots. You then threw on a large puffy black coat, a black beanie and some matching black gloves. You had previously booked your doctor's appointment so you just went straight out. You got into your car and quickly turned the engine and heating on before starting your short journey into town.

~

When you got there, you entered the doctor's office and signed in. You had to wait about 20 minutes before you were called in to see your usual doctor. "Ah, Y/n! What are you doing here again? Is it the weather?" You nodded as you sat down tiredly. "What's the biggest issue then?" he asked whilst putting a pair of latex gloves on, "It's my chest mostly. It's worse then last year-" You interrupted yourself by a string of mucus-filled, shallow coughs and a lot of chest pain afterwards. "It's sounds like it could be a chest infection so I'll just do a quick assessment and I'll prescribe you some antibiotics."

~

When you got home you were absolutely knackered (Brits get it:) and you felt even worse than before but when you saw that familiar blonde hair over the top of the couch, you instantly felt better. "I'm home," You murmured as you took your coat and shoes off. "Where'd you go?" Xavier asked after pressing a kiss to your warm forehead and laying your down next to him, with your head on his lap.

"I went to the doctors because I felt like absolute dog shit and turns out I have another chest infection. I can go back to my parents for Christmas if you want, I don't want you to get sick as well." He shook his head adamantly before looking into your eyes lovingly and saying, "I'm not just gonna leave you to suffer over Christmas. That would be an awful thing to do- I'm your boyfriend, Y/n. I have the duty of caring for you y'know?" You smiled and cuddled into his torso whilst you went to wrap your arms around his waist.

"Merry fuckin' Christmas." You said sarcastically. Xavier's loud laugh filled the room but your loud dog bark of a cough overlapped it, "I should probably go and take my meds." What a lovely way to spend Christmas eve, huh?

~

Sorry for the awful ending. I really can't write for shit! Anyway, I was trying to write using more British dialect because I hate being a Brit and having to write in an American accent. I hope you liked this and I'm sorry that there wasn't much Xavier x reader because I like to describe too much and then it ends up being like 10k words long.

Thanks,

Ava (The author :)

#imagine #christmas #xavier plympton #xavier x reader #cody fern #winter

[little-lily-w]

Breaking Purity II: ch. 2/?

Here’s Breaking Purity I book complete

Summary: Michael wants to know what happened on that afternoon. He is determined to look for answers and, judging by how affected he is, the travesy has only started. 

Words: 1.6 k

Warnings: graphic depic of violence, slight mention of daddy kink. 

A/N: I’m still laughing at the daddy mention. 

You can read the chapter here: “I cannot afford to lose you”

#michael langdon x reader #michael langdon #michael langdon fanfiction #michael langdon x you #michael langdon imagines #michael langdon smut #michael langdon headcanons #cody fern #ahs8 #ahs apocalyse #Apocalypse novel #novel #apocalypse #smut #dark #romance #horror #xavier plympton #andy dolan

[hollywillows]

please give me moon knight requests i need to feel something after episode 5

(also my other requests are open! some of the other people and characters i write for are in the tags <3)

#hollywillows #moon knight #steven grant #marc spector #steven grant imagine #marc spector imagine #moonknight imagine #oscar isaac #marvel imagine #peter parker imagine #peter parker x reader #harry styles fluff #harry styles imagine #harry styles #xavier plympton #michael langdon imagine #harry styles x reader #cedric diggory imagine #cedric diggory #robert pattinson imagine

[gwiyeounsonyeon]

i DO NOT want to write today so send me some asks for headcanons or imagines or whatever and ill try to write something

im currently obsessed with

chris redfield | resident evil

leon kennedy | resident evil

duncan shepherd | house of cards

michael langdon | american horror story

xavier plympton | american horror story

#x male reader #chris redfield #leon kennedy #duncan shepherd #michael langdon #xavier plympton #chris redfield x male reader #chris redfield x reader #leon kennedy x male reader #leon kennedy x reader #duncan shepherd x male reader #duncan shepherd x reader #michael langdon x male reader #michael langdon x reader #xavier plympton x male reader #xavier plympton x reader

[shewrites444]

masterlist

hello lovies, to keep my page more organized and make it easier for you guys to navigate certain stories, i’ve attached below each smut i’ve written with the fandom and individual characters. all of my stores are x reader and nsfw. this will continue to be updated as i post more on my page.

i also did want to make it clear all characters are 18+ in my stories.

i will take most requests as well. just shoot me a message and i’ll see what i can work with if it’s a prompt i’m comfortable writing on. as of now, the characters listed below are really the only ones i write on because i know them well enough to portray.

thank you for reading! <3

wednesday

xavier thorpe

official

secrets

over

over part 2

competitive edge

watch me

jealousy

favorite distraction

for me

visitation

unexpected part 1 & 2

american horror story

michael langdon

the 8th wonder

xavier plympton

brother’s best friend

ghost

peaky blinders

thomas shelby

arranged

arranged part 2

earned it

earned it part 2

rule bender

#netflix wednesday #wednesday #wednesday series #xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe smut #smut writing #x yn #wednesday fanfic #x reader #xavier thorpe imagine #michael langdon smut #michael langdon #xavier plympton smut #xavier plympton #american horror 1984 #american horror story #ahs 1984 #ahs apocalypse #ahs smut #ahs fandom #ahs coven #wednesday smut #masterlist #heavy smut #smut #imagine #imagines #peaky blinders #cillian murphy #thomas shelby x reader

[storiesforallfandoms]

Masterlist 3!

Here’s the third masterlist for all of my works! If you want to check out more of my work, here’s the links for masterlist one and masterlist two Imagines marked * are smutty imagines! Imagines marked ` are requests! Imagines marked ⭐ are personal favorites!

IMAGINES

STRANGER THINGS small ~ jim hopper` dance with me ~ eddie munson ⭐ starry night ~ steve harrington* (part five) ⭐ at the hip ~ steve harrington` ⭐ triple date ~ steve harrington (part six) ⭐ the freak ~ steve harrington (part seven) ⭐ oblivious ~ eddie munson ⭐

SUPERNATURAL strange human feelings ~ castiel` cleaning ~ dean winchester`

HANNIBAL into fiction` sob story ~ hannibal lecter

THE BOYS obsession ~ billy butcher ⭐ herogasm ~ soldier boy* ⭐ alone on christmas ~ billy butcher

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY life father ~ diego hargreeves` rescue mission ~ klaus hargreeves’ ⭐

THE LAST OF US (HBO) friendly neighbors ~ joel miller ⭐

BARRY attraction ~ barry berkman`

AMERICAN HORROR STORY late night sins ~ xavier plympton (1984)*`

VICTORIOUS lost dog ~ tori vega`

HEMLOCK GROVE i don’t ever wanna see you with him ~ roman godfrey ⭐

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES roses are red ~ damon salvatore` ⭐

OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH captive ~ blackbeard/ed teach ⭐

FUTURE MAN winner ~ josh futturman* ⭐

THE GENTLEMEN the assistant ~ raymond smith ⭐

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN spirit of nature ~ jack sparrow`

THE MAZE RUNNER i’ll keep you safe ~ newt`

MARVEL how things are now ~ marc spector and steven grant` ⭐ kneel ~ loki* the most wonderful time ~ bucky barnes

1917 early morning ~ will schofield*`

THE UNBEARABLE WEIGHT OF MASSIVE TALENT happy birthday ~ javi gutierrez ⭐

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S i need someone older ~ william afton ⭐

SALTBURN new toy ~ felix catton ⭐

THE SANTA CLAUSE santa’s sister-in-law ~ bernard the elf

8 MILE one of the guys ~ jimmy smith jr ⭐

PETE DAVIDSON your gift` favoritism`

HARRY STYLES the perfect tree a star in the making`

MACHINE GUN KELLY baby mama` ⭐ my queen*` getting your attention*` all the mistakes` not what it looks like`

EMINEM may the best artist win*` too close for comfort` ⭐ when it’s wrong but it feels right` in the dressing room*` he’s acting different` we have to stop meeting like this` every inch*` let’s surprise the world`

GOODGUYFITZ wake up call*`

CORPSE HUSBAND letting go` they forgot` ⭐

ASHTON IRWIN home life`

CONAN GRAY pushing`

MATTHEW LILLARD accidental drunk confessions`

JOHNNY KNOXVILLE feeling good*`

ALEX TURNER more than a song*` ⭐

BO BURNHAM can’t handle this right now ⭐ look at me*`

KRISTEN STEWART special customer`

TARON EGERTON he already has my approval ⭐

ROBERT PATTINSON my favorite superhero

GERARD WAY good girl*`

GWILYM LEE history repeats itself`

RYAN GOSLING play date`

JOSEPH QUINN bad idea, right? ⭐

RANBOO fluffy haired gamer boy`

JACOB ELORDI height advantage`

SHIPS

family reunion ~ hermione granger x draco malfoy`

HEADCANONS

showing pedro pascal fan edits ⭐

NSFW ALPHABET

rook (jp capellette)*` eddie munson* ⭐ billy butcher* ⭐

#imagines #imagine #request #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom #masterlist #number three

[qutequeersstuff]

@multific works

Have You: what about an imagine with Michael Langdon actually joining Cordelia when she asks him to do so ? (after she burned Miriam) He is then reunited with the girl he loved that is a witch. (They had to split up bc they were absolute opposite, it was painful bc they loved each other but they couldn't go on that way) He arrives at the coven, she sees him, lots of fluff, maybe a little crying and cuddling? If you need help with the storyline bc you haven't seen this season I can help !

His Birthday: It’s Michael’s birthday and you knew you needed something special to gift to him.

Pet: When Michal realized just how busy he will be when achieving his destiny and bringing the Apocalypse and to create a new world after, he decided you needed something or someone to keep you company. Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3

True Happiness: Michael knows that his son is just like him, so when he grows up during the night, Michael is very interested to see his wife’s reaction.

Unusual Relationship (w/ Xavier Plympton): What would you do if two of the most gorgeous men want to date you?

[coopermorrow]

Who I Write For

Hi! My name is Cooper and I am hoping to be a writer one day so I thought what better way of starting off than by writing about my favorite celebrities and characters? I am in many fandoms but not all, so if you don't happen to see one of your favorite celebrities or characters on my list you can still ask me to write about them and I'll do my best!

American Horror Story:

Tate Langdon

Violet Harmon

Nora Montgomery

Lana Winters

Kit Walker

Sister Mary Eunice McKee

Queenie

Madison Montgomery

Zoe Benson

Cordelia Goode

Misty Day

Kyle Spencer (pre and post death)

Dandy Mott

Tristan Duffy

James Patrick March

Elizabeth/The Countess

Kai Anderson

Winter Anderson

Michael Langdon

Mallory

Brooke Thompson

Xavier Plympton

Montana Duke

Harry Gardner

Slashers/Horror Characters:

Michael Myers

Jason Voorhees

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Bubba Sawyer

Vincent Sinclair

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Tiffany Valentine

Baby Firefly

Doomhead

Brahms Heelshire

Darry Jenner (Jeepers Creepers)

Norman Bates (Bates Motel)

Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal)

Art the Clown

BTS:

Kim Seokjin

Min Yoongi

Jung Hoseok

Kim Namjoon

Park Jimin

Kim Taehyung

Jeon Jungkook

Jackass:

Johnny Knoxville

Steve-O

Ryan Dunn

Bam Margera

Chris Pontius

Rachel Wolfson

Marvel/Avengers Characters:

Loki Laufeyson

Thor Odinson

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

Natasha Romanoff

Steve Rogers

Sam Wilson

James "Bucky" Barnes

Bruce Banner

Wanda Maximoff

IT (2017 and 2019):

Richie Tozier

Bill Denbrough

Eddie Kaspbrak

Mike Hanlon

Stanley Uris

Ben Hanscom

Beverly Marsh

Patrick Hockstetter

Henry Bowers

Reginald "Belch" Huggins

Victor Criss

What's Eating Gilbert Grape:

Gilbert Grape

Arnie Grape

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Ronald Weasley

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

It's Always Sunny In Philadeplphia:

Charlie Kelly

Dennis Reynolds

Deandra "Dee" Reynolds

Ronald "Mac" McDonald

The Last Of Us (show):

Joel Miller

Ellie Williams

Wednesday:

Wednesday Addams

Morticia Addams

Xavier Thorpe

Miscellaneous:

Javier Pena

Kevin Khatchadourian

Jay (Jay and Silent bob)

Jareth the Goblin King (The Labyrinth)

Mort Rainey

Victor Van Dort

Tarrant Hightopp/The Mad Hatter (Alice In Wonderland)

Edward Scissorhands

I will not write rape, 18+ content for underage characters, or anything where the character is another species. I will not take requests containing pedophilia, ablism, racism, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, or any other form of bigotry. Comfort imagines for things such as depression, eating disorders, and anxiety are fine as long as you do not want them to be very descriptive and/or explicit. Please make formal requests through my ask as I will not take comments as formal requests. I write for multiple genders but only smut for afab people as that is the anatomy I am most understanding of. I do take "x reader" requests. I can try to write crossovers, though I'm not too experienced with them and I do write for celebrities as well.

Requests are open now so if you do decide to make one, please include the character(s) you want and at least a small description of what you would like the plot to be. Thank you! <3

#american horror story x reader #slashers x reader #bts x reader #jackass x reader #losers club x reader #bowers gang x reader #joel miller x reader #wednesday addams x reader #pedro pascal x reader #american horror story #jackass #the last of us hbo #pedro pascal #joel miller #bts fanfic #fanfiction #imagines #smut #wednesday netflix #joel tlou x reader

[ashes-writing]

twilight zone | ahs 1984 ; x. plympton

TAG LIST BABES || RULES + FANDOMS || GOT A QUESTION/HC REQUEST? || MASTERLIST POST

CHAPTERS ; 

AUTHORS NOTES;

I feel like I never told anybody how much I loved the season 1984 from American Horror Story. Or Xavier. This whole yen to write for him rose earlier - around July tbh, and Idk, this might be a thing and it might not be a thing. We shall see. I do know I at least wanna attempt to squeeze some filth out of this before I call it quits but who knows where this one is going bc spoiler alert, it's not me. I do not know. This just came a while back and I found it in my drafts, thought I'd share.

I guess, what i'm saying here, if you wanna see more, you know what to do? Or not? Idek, man. Legit do not know how to feel about this one. On the one hand I love it, on the other hand me is scaredt.. Me is scaredt that this could turn real fuckin dark, real fuckin quick.

-Ashes

SUMMARY;

-- trapped at a haunted camp (portal to hell) to help rebuild it is not how you were planning to spend your Fourth of July week. But here you are. Might as well make the most of it, right?

aka, this is the one where you're helping prep to reopen Camp Redwood. But that's not gonna go horribly wrong... Right?

PAIRING;

Xavier Plympton x Fem!Reader of vaguest descriptors if any.

WARNINGS;

not gonna lie or sugarcoat it. Sex, drugs, alcohol, a very toxic relationship with the ex who happens to also be present. possibly murder, idk yet.. for now, we'll just go with sex, dr*gs (we*d), alcohol and being trapped away from civilization with a very toxic ex. And Xavier. Xavier is his own warning, golden retriever murder boy he may be.

TAGLIST;

There is nobody on this one. If you'd like a tag, please click the link at the top of the post. I will be writing for 84 as well as other seasons.

OTHER STUFF;

Uh... This might get a little bit dark? If I keep going that is. If I keep going it could get dark. Read with caution. I'll be more descriptive in any future warnings for posts of this. I plan to write one more part, we'll see.Also, also.. setting is now, the year of our lord 2022.

“Tell me they’re not… No, no. They better not be reopening this hellhole.” Montana’s mumbled words draw Xavier’s attention away from where you stand, leaned against the side of a lifted SUV that was driven by some asshole in a muscle shirt with a backwards facing baseball cap. You’re upset and he’s not sure how he knows, he just knows. The asshole in the muscle shirt says something about you being in a bitchy mood and he yells out loud, making his way over to a similar lifted vehicle.

Xavier knew it was coming, that fucking real estate agent blew through the week before and there was lots of whispering and talk about rewriting the narrative, making Camp Redwood a happy place and when he’d heard it, he wanted to laugh until he cried because the fucking place is evil. Tainted.

“Are you even listening to me, Plympton?” Montana asks, nudging him in the side. But then she spots him staring in the distance and her gaze settles where his is fixed so intently. “You know what’ll happen, you fucking idiot.”

Xavier finally pulls his gaze off you and drags a hand over the back of his neck. “I wasn’t even thinking about it, okay? I’m not fucking stupid.”

Montana scoffs because somehow, she doesn’t believe him one bit. Of everyone trapped and doomed to spend their afterlife in Camp Redwood, Xavier has struggled the hardest.

She places a hand against his bicep. “Come on, doofus. Lets just get you away from temptation, yeah? Before you wind up mopey and heartbroken and shit.”

But then, just as he’s walking away, you catch sight of him. And you rub your eyes as if you’re seeing things. And you shake your head. Before Xavier can come to you, Montana’s grabbed hold of him and blipped him up into the cabin farthest up in the grounds. Away from the cabins below.

Lavinia Richter knits her brows in concern. “Oh dear. What’s wrong, sweet boy?”

Her son looks up at Xavier and shakes his head. “I heard ‘em too. Stay the hell out of sight, kid. I mean it. It’s for your own good and their safety. We’ll work harder t’ make sure that bastard Ramirez stays trapped and can’t roam as much as usual.”

“It’s only a week.” Ray speaks up from the doorway and Chet nods solemnly. “Lot can happen in a week, man. Didn’t take this shit we’re stuck in more than a day or two, remember?”

“Yeah, well.”

Down below, you’re wandering around. Trying to find the guy you thought you saw earlier. Trying to blow off steam because once again, Seth is being a complete prick. You spot the dock and the sunlight glinting off the water and it’s so hot that you can’t resist taking a dip.

You make your way down and shed your cutoffs and the tank top you’d been wearing and you dive into the cool water of the lake. When you resurface, you happen to catch sight of a rundown cabin off in the distance on a high slope. And you’re almost certain you’ve seen someone standing in the window. A woman with bright platinum hair.

From the dock, Seth yells out to you and you ignore him because you’re just not ready to deal with him yet, continuing to splash around in the lake instead. Seth strips down and dives in with you, popping up while your back is turned and you scream when he covers your eyes.

You’ve heard all the stories about this place. You’re not sure why you agreed to come out and rebuild it after hearing everything that went down. But here you are.

“Jesus Christ, Seth.”

He laughs and teases you. “Such a little baby.”

“Asshole.”

“Aw c’mon. Don’t tell me you believe that haunted camp bullshit like Colin and Phoebe.”

You don’t answer because you’re too busy scanning the shore because you’re almost positive you’ve seen the same guy you saw minutes after your arrival and you’re almost sure you saw him sitting on the shore. Staring at you intently. Like he’s watching you.

Seth is starting to get handsy, his usual trick of sex to make you forget whatever shitty thing he’s gone and done and you swat his hands away, giving him an irritated look. “Stop it, Seth. No.”

“Aw, c’mon, darlin. Nobody will ever know,” he mumbles as his finger trails over your panties just below the dark surface of the water and you try to squirm away, “All I have to do is pull your bottoms to the side.” he’s trying to kiss your neck and you finally shove him off.

“You didn’t just forget a date this time, asshole. You fucked our roommate. In our bed. Fuck off, Seth. We’re done.”

He throws up his hands and calls out calmly, “You say that until Captain Morgan gets involved, babe. You’ll be back. I’m the best you’ll ever have. You even said it yourself.”

“Fucking six seconds lasting motherfucker, I hate you.” you grumble under your breath as you hurry to re-dress and get as far away from Seth as you can manage.

In your annoyed huff you find yourself body to body with him.

The guy you’ve been catching glimpses of all day long. And he’s all sweet smiles and baby blues dancing over your body. Biting his lip.

“Can I help you, sir?” you ask, stepping away a little because he’s migrated closer to you.

Xavier sighs. “You shouldn’t be here.”

“Yeah, kind of figured that one out for myself. Now I’m stuck and when I do leave, if I can’t get an Uber, I’m spending four hours trapped in that piece of shit over there,” you point to the jacked up SUV and continue as you rub your forehead, “With that piece of shit out in the water.”

Xavier shakes his head and it’s almost sad in a way because he’s just got a really, really weird feeling about the group of you showing up here. Now.

“None of you should be here.”

Your brow raises. “What the hell does that mean?”

“You can’t tell me you don’t know what the fuck you’ve walked into, kitten.” Xavier responds. Seth has caught sight of you both and he’s angry, heading straight for you.

“The fuck is this shit, huh?”

You grumble. You’re also clinging a little closer to his body and Xavier can’t help the way it overwhelms him. He’s been so long without some kind of physical touch. It’s driving him fucking insane. And you seem scared of the guy barrelling towards you both. Maybe more angry than afraid, but that fear is there and it’s got your eyes a little wild, a little bigger. 

Xavier slips his arm around you and plasters on his best smirk.

“Gonna stop you now, meathead.” he speaks up, voice smooth and calm as silk and you can’t help but notice that somehow, it’s got you both a little wet and slightly afraid at the same time. Because there’s something dangerous in that voice and the way he’s smirking. “I’m taking your girl.”

Seth chuckles. “Mhm, right. You’re not even her type.”

You speak up before you can stop yourself. One wrong word and the asshole will abandon you out here in the middle of fuckin nowhere and you know it. He’s done it before.

And in that moment, you realize that you’re pathetic. You keep letting Seth sweet talk you and love bomb you until you’re back to the same vicious cycle and it’s been this way since at least junior year of high school. But you’re finally ready to call it quits. For good. Because he might’ve been an asshole up to this point but up to this point he hadn’t cheated on you. And then been callous enough that he didn’t bother hiding it after the fact.

And you weren’t going to take anymore of it.

“Actually, dipshit..” you speak up and Seth’s gaze settles on you. “Go on then, have your fun. Fuck this out of your system, get even with me.”

“We’re over this time, Seth. I’m being serious.” you respond. And it’s so calm that Seth looks just a little panicked. After he walks away to sulk, you take a few ragged breaths and collapse onto the bank. A hand thrown over your forehead. On the one hand, it feels as if you’ve lost his exact body weight in bullshit and baggage. On the other hand, you’ve managed to fuck yourself out of a way home at the end of the week.

Xavier stands there, arms folded. Gazing down at you.

“Are you okay, darlin?” he sinks down to sit beside you.

“I will be.. I think. I mean as soon as I fucking hitchhike four hours home at the end of the week.”

,, If you live til then.” Xavier thinks to himself solemnly.

You prop on your elbow and turn to the side, raising up to look at him. “Are you with Habitat?”

Xavier wants to tell you the truth but he knows that’ll do him no good just yet. Maybe in a day or two. After the usual weird shit happens and you all notice it and begin to panic and react accordingly. Then maybe you’ll at least listen to reason if he gets a little closer.

And he can tell himself this is his only plan, to keep you safe, but deep down, he knows it’s because he wants you. Not forever.

For now.

So when you repeat your question and he’s finally not distracted enough by your pillowy lips to answer, he flashes you his best charmers smirk. “Yeah.” he laughs. “I uh.. Signed up for it late.”

You smile and nod. “Awesome.” but in the back of your mind something feels off. Between the cryptic statement he made earlier and the dangerous vibe you're kind of picking up from him, something just feels off.

“My name is Xavier, by the way, darlin.” he introduces himself, chuckling because he’s been out of humanity for so long it’s as if he’s forgotten all the manners beaten into him at a young age. He stands and holds out a hand to help you up and warily, you take it.

Something about his name sounds familiar but you don’t say anything.

Because right now, you’re just grateful he got rid of Seth for you. And he seems like a nice guy, even though you can feel the danger as it radiates off of him.

But you’re on defensive right now.

Maybe you’re just being paranoid.. Right?

#xavier plympton #xavier plymton imagine #xavier plympton fanfiction #xavier plympton fanfic #xavier plympton x reader #xavier plympton x fem!reader

[starbabyg]

Who I write for;

Just to let anyone who wants to request any imagines and such, and for my masterlist here’s a list of who I write for. [You can always ask me to write for anyone who isn’t on this list, these are just my faves and people I really wanna write for].

Nhl Boys

Jack Hughes [New Jersey Devils]

Juraj Slafkovsky [Montreal Canadiens]

Mitch Marner [Toronto Maple Leafs]

Thomas Bordeleau [San Jose Sharks]

Quinn Hughes [Vancouver Canucks]

Luke’s Hughes [UMich]

Nico Hischier [New Jersey Devils]

Trevor Zegras [Anaheim Ducks]

Actors

Cody Fern

Timothee Chalamet

Evan Peters

Aaron Taylor Johnson

Finn Wolfhard

Jacob Elordi

Tom Holland

Musicians

Jesse Rutherford

Luke Hemmings

Calum Hood

Ashton Irwin

Michael Clifford

Rappers

Gucci Mane

A$ap Rocky

Young Slo Be

Yatta

EBK Bckdoe

Pimp Tobi

Tay K

NBA Youngboy

Travis Scott

Roddy Rich

G Herbo

Shootergang Jojo

LordeTheTopScore

A Boogie

Method Man

Ol Dirty Bastard

Television Characters

Carl Gallagher [Shameless]

Lip Gallagher [Shameless]

Gallavich [Shameless]

Ason Unique [Wutang Saga]

Bobby Diggs [Wutang Saga]

Shotgun/Method Man [Wutang Saga]

Dennis Cole/DLover [Wutang Saga]

Sha/Raekwon [Wutang Saga]

Divine Diggs [Wutang Saga]

Mike Wheeler [Stranger Things]

Michael Langdon [American Horror Story]

Xavier Plympton [American Horror Story]

Duncan Shepherd [House of Cards]

Movie Characters

Jim Mason [Tribes of Palos Verdes]

Tangerine [Bullet Train]

Dave Lizewski/Kick Ass [Kick Ass]

Nick Sheff [Beautiful Boy]

Kyle Scheible [Lady Bird]

Prince Hal [The King]

Peter Parker [Spiderman] (Both Tom and Andrew version)

Richie Tozier [IT]

Anime

Katsuki Bakugou [My Hero]

Shoto Todoroki [My Hero]

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Cody Fern Character Prompt Imagines PART 1

|Prompts used|

'Forehead kisses' and 'exhausted hug' Credit to these pages :

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|Character used|

Xavier Plympton :)

The cool breeze wafted into your cabin, which brought a chill to your skin. You shivered slightly in your sleepful state as you snuggled deeper into your blanket. You were having a dream about the camp and Xavier- not that you wanted to dream about him. It just kinda happened. The sweet dream quickly turned into a nightmare as Margret Booth came charging at you and your boyfriend with a kitchen knife. A scream caught in your airway as Xavier jumped in front of you in an attempt to save you.

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Your muffled cries and shaky breaths could be heard by Montana, and she woke up, confused and angry about her sleep being disrupted, and she tried to shake you awake in a hurry to not wake Brooke. Your thrashing and loud sobbing continued, which caused Montana to end up leaving to get Xavier.

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You held Xavier's bloodied and almost lifeless body in your arms as tears rushed down your cheeks in a river-like pattern, "Don't die on me, Xav! Please!" You held your hand over the large stab wound on his torso In hopes of keeping the crimson ocean from escaping as you clung onto him for dear life…

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"Y/n! Baby, wake up! It's okay!" Xavier's voice and heavy shaking made you fly into a seated position, your wails filling the cabin. Xavier's arms wrapped around you quickly yet tiredly as you shook and cried into the crook of his neck. "Shh…It's okay, baby. It was just a dream." He softly pressed a kiss to your sweat-beaded forehead and rocked you tiredly back and forth in his embrace.

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Your crying slowly calmed; the only sounds that could be heard were your little sniffles and occasional hiccup, which Xavier quietly chuckled at. "I'm okay…I'm fine now." You whispered as your wiped your tears with the back of your hand. "Do you wanna talk about it?" Xavier asked gently, "'Cause you know I'll listen, even if it takes until sunrise."

You nodded and explained the dreadful dream to your lover: It didn't take quite as long as you'd expected, but the reassurance from Xavier meant the world to you. It made you really soft inside. It was as if a world of weight had been lifted off your weary body. "Get some more rest, Babe. You're gonna need it once those little fuckers get here tomorrow."

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