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lqveharrington · 1 year

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Surprise | X.T.

Summary: You love your boyfriend’s long hair, but he decides to cut it. (hence the picture of percy !!)

A/N: currently in love with xavier thorpe <3

Warnings: (not proof read !!) Mainly fluffy fluff, loads of couple-ly things, kissing, uses of babe, loverboy, pretty boy, lmk if i missed anything !!

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x fem!reader

Word Count: 1k+

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You loved Xavier Thorpe with all your heart. If you could pick any feature of his that would be your favorite, it would be all of him. But you couldn’t help but rank his hair just a bit higher than everything else.

From the moment he started to grow his hair out and take care of it, you’ve been addicted to playing with it anytime you’d be with him.

And he would endlessly tease you for it.

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Xavier was laying between your thighs, watching whatever was projected on the wall in front of him. You, on the other hand, were running your fingers through his hair subconsciously.

“Babe?” You heard Xavier ask, humming in response. “What would you do if I cut two to three inches of my hair off?”

“Murder you.” You murmur, letting him grab your hands from his hair. “I’ll have Wednesday cover it up as an accident.”

“You are terrifying to date.” He tilted his head back to see your face, your hands cupping his face.

“Is that a rude comment, Thorpe?”

“Never.” He kissed your palm, melting you completely. Xavier flipped onto his stomach, pulling himself up to be face to face with you. He gave you a quick peck on the lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Xav.” You twirled a section of his hair. “But if you cut your hair, all hell will rain over you.”

“Noted.”

For the rest of that week, Xavier wouldn’t stop asking the same question in different forms, which confused you the most, but you eventually became bored of them.

“So if I did cut my hair, would you dump me?” Xavier blocked your attempt at getting him, hearing a tired groan.

“No, I would just be kinda upset. But it’s not my choice, it’s yours.” You took another attempt to get a point, achieving it.

“Aw, you love me.” He smiled behind his mask, resetting position.

You playfully rolled your eyes, “We’ve established this every time.”

The pair went at fencing practice a bit longer than usual, having small conversations in between for breaks.

“What if I shaved all of my hair off?” He handed you your water bottle.

“That’s when I dump you, Thorpe.” You remove your mask, tucking a piece of your strand hair behind your ear. Seeing his appalled face, you let out a small laugh, getting on your tippy toes to peck his lips. “I’m kidding, you know I would never dump you over your hair.”

“But you’d murder me if I cut it?” His hands immediately went to your waist as your hands went to his chest, letting them lay there.

“Oh yeah, two different things.” You give him a cheeky smile. “Now come on, pretty boy. Are we still gonna chill in your dorm for a bit or are we just going to practice forever?”

“Oh, practice forever, obviously.” He winked.

When you got to his dorm, you knew you’d spend the night at this point, so you stole one of his shirts and grabbed the other stuff you left in his room, heading toward the shower.

“Don’t miss me too much!” He called out.

“Already missing you!”

He shook his head, a smile gracing his lips at your response. While he waited for you to finish, he scrolled through Instagram, finding you had posted a picture earlier which he spammed comments with right away.

The creaking of the door made his head perk up, finding you in fuzzy socks and one of his favorite tees.

“Aren’t you adorable.” He went to give you a hug which you swiftly dodged. “Hey—“

“Shower first.” You use a finger to push his chest away.

Xavier muttered something under his breath, but obliged, grabbing his sweats and other necessities. You knew whatever he mumbled wasn’t anything crude, seeing as he smiled after speaking.

For you, you stayed in his bed, curled up in the sheets that smelled exactly like Xavier, which warmed you. You ended up grabbing the book on his bed side table to read, needing to finish it. You expected him to finish showering in at least thirty minutes or less, but he took longer. You were thinking of the possibilities of what took him so long but the water had already stopped running about fifteen minutes ago.

Deciding to actually do something, you got up from your place in bed and stood in front of the bathroom door, knocking softly. “Xavier? Are you alright?”

“Yeah, don’t worry.” You heard his muffled voice, hearing some drawers being shut. “I’ll be out in a minute.”

That’s all you needed to hear before flopping down on his bed again, face smooshed in the fluffy pillows. It never occurred to you that the second your boyfriend exited the bathroom, you’d be surprised to say the least.

“Hey, babe?” Xavier opened the door slightly, enough for you to hear him properly. “Can you close your eyes for a few seconds?”

“Why?” You sit up, eyes shut tight. “Did you forget a towel? It’s not like I haven’t—“

“No! No, not that. Just… It’s a surprise.”

“Oh? Is it a good or bad surprise?”

“It depends on how you interpret it.” His voice seems much closer to you now, meaning he left the comfort of his bathroom. “Don’t… How do I word this, don’t try to murder me.”

Suddenly, it clicked. Your eyes shot open and flickered them toward his hair. “You did not…“

“Okay, hear me out—“

You jumped from your spot on the bed, hands moving to touch his shortened hair. “Xavier…” You murmur, messing with the short strands now. “It’s pretty.”

“—And Ajax was like ‘Hey, why don’t you—‘ What?”

“I said it’s pretty.” You ruffle his hair before bringing your hands behind his neck.

“I thought you’d murder me.” His hands went to hug your abdomen, backing you into the bed.

“I would never. But I have to say, it’s a really good look on you. Not that your longer hair wasn’t.”

“Yeah?” He buried his head in your neck, words murmured against your skin. “I was worried, but maybe it’s a good thing.”

“Mm, you don’t have to worry about tying it up all the time now.” You hum, playing with the hair.

“I love you, you know?” Xavier kissed your cheek, letting you flop down onto the bed. “I love you so much, words can’t describe it.”

“I love you so much more.” You pull him down to peck his lips at least a billion times.

“You loved my hair more.”

“Still do, lover boy.”

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n0tm1tski · 1 year

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Y/N: What are you in the mood for?

Xavier: World domination.

Y/N: That's a bit ambitious.

Xavier: You are my world.

Y/N: Aww

Xavier: ...

Y/N: ...

Y/N: OH.

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blueparadis · 1 year

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❝ HAUNTED ❞ + XAVIER THORPE !

+. CWs —» f!reader, switch!reader, outcast!reader, fluff, she/her pronouns, mutual pining, sexual tension, family drama, flirting, manipulation, mentions of abuse, blood, wounds & therapy, flashbacks in italics, supernatural themes ; explicit smut, s & d dynamics, bottom-dom!xavier, cowgirl position; word count-3.5k

+. PRECIS —» Xavier Thorpe has finally found the girl of his dreams after being haunted by her.

+. NOTES —» this is for my beloved sister @zoraedits ’s brainrot contribution.she won't stop making edits on him. && I'm tagging @orchid3a cuz i luv u

you can browse more of my works here. || also available in AO(III). reblogs and comments are very much appreciated.

feel free to send in thirsts and suggestions for this show, Wednesday. This is my first time writing for shows like this; my main fandom spectrum is animanga but I do hope this was a good read for ya’all as much as I enjoyed writing it. <3.

The table calendar was full of red inks all over, dirt sedimented on the sketchbook, and the pencils laid in the case in absolute solitude. Xavier looked at the calendar kept on his desk near his bed in all despondency and a heavy sigh escaped from his lips. It has been days since he stepped into his studio, have not touched his art accessories for almost a month. One thing was for sure, he was plagued by visions in his dreams but this time it was nothing demising.

This time his sketchbooks were not filled by a monster, this time he was not afraid to draw rather he was drawn to it; part of him was stoked while sketching while a part of him was reluctant to draw the whole picture. He had spent countless sleepless nights before, not resorting to sleeping as he was threatened by nightmares. And now his sleep was peaceful as if entering into the realm of dreamland.

Xavier was sure that his mind was captured by a girl who came to visit him in his sleep, never showing her face, only showing herself in bits and pieces. He had spent his childhood receiving showers of praise for his talent for drawing but the origin was never happy. Of course, he enjoyed it and liked to show off his talent for art but secretly he wished his power would vanish into oblivion, for it was never pleasant.

People say that the art of someone reflects one’s persona, one’s raw feelings but Xavier always begged to differ since those memories, those incidents were never his. There always had been a wave of remorse that washed over him after he stepped out of his art studio since the praises he received never belonged to him.

Many were astoundingly taken aback by his knack for drawing and suggested he pursue art, to be a renowned artist but he knew he would lose all the glory once he stopped having those dreams. Moreover, he did not always have such dreams so the possibility of waking up one day and being unable to paint and as a result, staring at a blank canvas scared him to death. Heck! He even considered going to Doctor Kinbott so that his sanity would not be hanging by thread.

For the last couple of weeks, he has been dreaming of odd landscapes. Xavier had never seen them in his life yet he saw how the dusky crimson hue smothered the snowy mountain ranges, how the clouds gathered before the arrival of a rainstorm, how the birds sang songs and all the owes and pangs of nature. One thing he could conclude from those dreams was that whoever it belonged to was a chaser of freedom, that is, was a soarer of the sky.

Xavier had not told anyone about his dreams, nor put them on paper to ease his mind. What would he tell? What would he draw? Last night was particularly odd concerning the regular pattern of his dreams. He dreamt of falling from a high cliff into the water and a broken wing. When he woke up, he was all soaked, even his bed, and his olfactory senses did not miss the subtle scent of stagnant water. He was breathing rashly as if he was the one who drowned as if he was the one to fall.

He closed his eyes and tried to recapitulate his dream, searching for a mark, searching for a recognizable feature, searching for something, anything, anything at all. His desperation knew no bounds when left his dorm and rushed into his studio in the middle of the night since somewhere at the corner of his hopeless heart he knew he found one, a ray of hope.

A lot of crumbled papers surrounded Xavier as he tried accumulating the pieces from his puzzled mind. Around two o’clock he left his studio on his bicycle, the paper where he drew tucked in his pocket. He was sure he had witnessed the scenery before unlike the others. When he finally reached the top of the highland, he witnessed the view from his most recent dream.

The only thing that engulfed his presence was the sound of the waterfall echoing through the woods. He noticed a pond nearby and an adjacent high plateau near it. It was higher from where he was standing. After looking around for a few minutes he figured that there was no way to go there unless one swam through the stream or flew toward it.

On his way back, he felt happy, he felt sane. At least he had proof of the existence of a creature that haunted him, even in his wake. Xavier showered before going to bed just to clear his head before a good night's sleep. He kept a white feather as a bookmark in his sketch pad while a smile smothered his face. He was right. He was haunted by a fairy-like creature.

“Two cappuccinos”, Xavier mumbled as he went back to the counter at Weathervane. It was another event where all the students of Nevermore set foot into the world of normies to carry on the ties between two polar opposite worlds. But no matter how much one tried, the other always tried to retaliate. Their relationship was always on a tightrope, it could snap at any moment. And it certainly did.

“And you did not bother to tell me about this. . .”, Principal Weems trailed off as she left her seat, walked past her desk, and inclined against it, “until everyone in town became aware of it.”

“I thought I was going to be called insane or bullied. Last time I told something about my dreams, I found myself behind the bars.”, he responded, keeping his eye on the ground. Principal Weems exhaled grudgingly. She had no grounds to punish this boy since he was not entirely wrong. Hence, Xavier was dismissed with mere detention.

Xavier was forbidden from the school campus for a week. Everyone felt sorry for him, in his situation but secretly he could not be happier because he had all the time to draw, sketch, paint and think — and it was all about her, y/n.

That day at the café, Xavier was the sole witness of a crime. It happened so quickly, so fast that all she could do was succumb to her fate. A man was standing near the corner of the kitchen with his back facing Xavier. Xavier was not supposed to be here but he had to fetch some ingredients for making pastries and cupcakes.

As the man turned around, Xavier saw a bloodied butcher's knife in his hand. Near his feet lay a girl with a bloodied back the blood quickly spread all over her blouse. She stood motionless, like a statue. The eye contact was merely for two seconds and he immediately smashed the sugar jar on his head, distracting him, to tackle her out of the way.

The other townies turned up for help. Not all people in the world came to be cruel and heartless. All Xavier did was contact Principal Weems so that she could swiftly take care of this matter, which she had to otherwise the reputation of the Nevermore Academy would be in danger. The girl was taken to a nearby hospital.

Y/n L/n was her name. After the untimely death of her parents, she was raised by her uncle, by a normal family. Naturally, when she began to bloom, she was forced to be normal. One would think she tried to run, tried to hide or fight but Alas! none was the case for this matter. She felt indebted to her uncle and his family, for taking care of her, aiding her upbringing, fulfilling the role of parents, and hence helping her to be normal. But Xavier's presence on that day turned her life upside down. She was now a student at Nevermore Academy, funded by Principal Weems’ study forum.

After you recovered within a week, the first thing that dawned on you was to meet him, Xavier, the ‘ hero ’ of your life. You knocked on the door of his studio and waited for a while. There was no answer for a few minutes and when you finally made up your mind to leave, Xavier showed up. He was in his casuals with a teeth-flashing grin on his face.

“How’re you, y/n? The last time I saw you, you were in a hospital bed and now you’re here. in front of me.”, Xavier danced on his toes as he walked into his studio. You followed him and the moment you stepped into his studio you were taken all in awe. The room was filled with artboards, canvases, and sketch supplies, and everything reflected you. Indeed, y/n did not come here to be thankful for what he did since she was not. She was not happy with how her life seemed so devoid of any family. Her uncle was the last of her family and now he is gone. All because of him, Xavier.

“You look better than the last time I saw you.”, Xavier added as he felt the silence between the two of you deafening. You swallowed hard as he tried to ease the tense ambiance thinking how rude of him to remind you of the very wound he was responsible for. There was a desk with a closed sketch pad that caught your attention.

“Your drawings are very beautiful.”, you pitched in opening it and your heart dropped at the sight of your feather that was kept safely in between those rusty pages. A short gasp escaped your lips as the whirlwind of your life hit you.

Xavier was standing behind you, close to your shivering body. “They are all about you.”, a low whisper before he extended his hand to remove the veil from the canvas. The cloth dropped at your feet revealing every bit of dreary in you that you always wanted to hide. You hated how he could see through your pangs and pathos, you hated how he could and would have eradicated all of it, even if it meant being burnt by it. You swiftly tackled out of his towering frame, feeling naked even though you were more dressed than him.

“Stay away from me. You shouldn’t come near me.”, Surprise took Xavier in all proportions. His eyebrows became congested as you continued. “I’m grateful that you saved me but do not do that again, ever.” With that, you walked out of his studio but a firm grip on your wrist kept you from running away anymore.

“Listen, I’m being haunted by you, your pain, your emotions, and everything you feel for the past few months, and all you could say to me was to stay away from you… not even a proper thank you.”, His breath hit your lips as he drew in a sharp breath before his amber eyes landed on you, your shaky lips and pale eyes.

Embarrassment rushed into your cheeks and you pushed him lightly uttering, “Stay away” with a little glare to ward him off but when you vanished out of his sight he was not dejected, not at all. Sure, he was conflicted but the way you told him to stay away whereas your body spoke otherwise made him relish the chase that has haunted him for months now.

They say one can only save people only if one wants to be saved. You neither needed help nor saving but you could see why Xavier begged to differ, wanted to be the odd one out, and craved the crown from saving you from your only family. You always had been a rebel since your childhood, going against the flow of the stream. Somewhere in the corner of your heart, you knew you were different, you would be different.

It was the end of June when you first felt your body ache, back arch, muscles cramping excruciatingly as if someone was poking needles in your skin. Your arms clung to your body as your back bled for the first time. The wailing of such lethal agony submerged amidst the sound of rain as two enormous wings grew with lustrous hues of carmine and amber. Your breathing became regular again, your body stopped hurting as the wings flapped open involuntarily. Every mark, scar, and wound on your body since you were a child began to heal, all by themselves.

Everyone rejoiced when you went through the family ritual and stood in front of your clan as the last phoenix of your bloodline. It was a miracle that a phoenix had been born in the bloodline but just like with blessings it came with a massive price. You were a healer and a destroyer at the same time. Somewhere something has to die to keep you alive, again and again. Every time you were wounded or hurt, your mother had to lose some of her life until she became lifeless, forever. But the family oracle told your father that it is a part of the process, part of a phoenix's journey that every one of their loved ones had to sacrifice in one way or another.

Your father just had a miraculous idea to save you and himself from the bottomless pit of despondency and mutual hatred lurking in his heart because of you. He volunteered to sacrifice himself even if that was against his will. The oracle seemed to be unsure about the idea, saying that the cycle might shorten but not cease. But your father was right, the cycle did cease and you became aware of it when your uncle tried to chop off your wings, uprooting the evil once and for all, and no one in your family was harmed. Still, unfortunately, you were under the radar of an outcast, Xavier Thorpe. ‘What would happen if someone not from your bloodline were to sacrifice? What would happen to your mate if they were not an outcast? What would. . . thoughts would not cease to bombard your mind until a knock disrupted your trail of thoughts.

You lifted your eyes for a glance only to find Xavier inclining against the bookshelf with a saccharine smile on his face. Your stomach turned at the sight of him. ‘How can a person be so forgiving?’ but it seems that he is rather forgetful than forgiving. He picked up a random book from the shelf and sat in front of you.

“You’re hurt. . .”, you murmured to which he responded, “more than you think . . .” while turning the pages of the book and occasionally stealing glances from you. You rolled your eyes and leaned towards the table eyeing his hands that had a lot of scratches. It was probably from a silly fight with other boys, maybe the normies; for him, it was just a scratch yet for you it was an opportunity to apologize for the other day.

“Give me your hand.” As you extended yours, Xavier's reflexively recoiled under the desk. “I’ve no intention of harming you.”, you uttered touching the palm of his other hand that was still on the desk. “Besides, I’m just clearing my debts.”

“Um-hm.”

You inhaled sharply before you flapped those lustrous enormous wings to heal with him, his wounds. Your wings glowed for almost a minute and the hand that was hurt was healed which he was hiding under the desk. It is impressive how Xavier hurt the very hand that can create masterpieces. What a clutz! He interlaces his fingers with yours as he murmured, “A touch . . . is all you need.”

You begrudgingly pulled your hand away standing up and yelling whisperingly, “stop it. stop this. . . and don’t come near me.” With that, you grabbed your book and went towards the exit of the library. Xavier sat like a child who would mourn for the broken toy rather than demand anew.

“Wait.”, Xavier followed you. He kept yelling in the middle of the corridor, “Y/n. wait.”

“Your wings.”, you finally turned your head but not without letting out a sigh of annoyance. “You’re hurt. . .bleeding” and that is when fear crawled underneath the skin.

“I never bleed.”, you retorted.

“And, I never lie.”

If it were someone else, you would have shooed them away. But this was Xavier, who saved you from an inevitable, to whom you owed nothing but the truth. Even though you tried to heal yourself you could not, perhaps because you healed someone and that too for the first time.

Xavier might be persistent but he was not dull. It didn't take him long to connect the dots and hence you had to do the very thing you wanted to avert from the first place. His room was not tidy but not neat and clean either. With Rowan gone he has the room all to himself. You wanted to go to the infirmary, but there wasn't anyone available. Besides, with all the mess you are in you didn't want to risk it.

“I promise I'll behave.”, he said, swinging his hands up in the air in a form of surrender. That made you smile a little as you turned around so that he could tend to the wound. He unzipped your dress and carefully tucked it along your waistline without harming the feathers. Even though you had your camisole on, you still felt naked. His fingers brushed against your skin. It was ice cold. You had to hold your breath as he dressed the wound.

Xavier noticed how your shoulder blades had been marked. He grazed his fingers over the part from where your wings grew that made you instantly shriek and move away from him.

“Are you done?”, you asked, surprise and embarrassment coursing through your skin. Your upper body was barely clad, nothing but an unhooked bra.

“No.”, and within a blink, his lips were already on yours. You could taste the longing and desperation with each suck. Your hands curled around his nape as his hands got rid of the minimal clothing from your upper body. “First time?”, he asked as he moved away leaving you breathless yet craving for more.

“Why? You care?”, you blurted out stepping out of your dress. Xavier eyed you from up and down. You did not flinch but rather smiled as you noticed his astonished face. You had nothing on but just the underwear.

“I do.”, one of his eyebrows jumped as he knelt near you. “I don’t wanna hurt you.”, he murmured grabbing your calf muscles and kissing your femininity over the cloth. He took a glance before tucking the hem of the panty in between his fingers and undid it. Your hand reflexively went over his head as he kissed your entrance, lapping over your pussy lips that made you suck in a sharp breath. He sucked on your skin, followed by a feeble bite into your inner thighs.

“AH!”, you winced pausing his ministrations. “Don’t you taste divine?”, he whispered kissing your lips, wetting them with the blend of his saliva and your slick. He was too dressed. You cocked an eyebrow at him and he took the hint. You co-operated as he became almost naked, and was back up even though you wanted him to continue.

“You won’t hurt me. worry for yourself.”, you said as you felt his hands palming your cheeks a little too long than they should. His hands traveled back to your entrance and you moaned under his slight touch.

“What? Never played with yourself?”, he added that surely turning the cogs in your head. You pushed him onto the bed, sitting on him struggling to take his cock in and he was not even helping. All he did was watch you let out whimpers of frustration as you lazily glided on his cock. He rested himself on his elbows saying, “Look at me.” And as you did, his fingers dig into your plush ass cheeks slowly adjusting you at a proper angle and stretching you. You kissed him so break the eye contact that made you feel naked, even though you were. Both of you jolted as you could feel his cock inside you.

His hands clamped around your waist as you bobbed on him, with greater force and broader strokes but slow. With each sloppy hit you felt his cock twitch inside you; your hands desperately roamed all over your body, heat bubbling as you could feel your body tensing, picking up the pace he was setting you in, and the orgasm lurking underneath. You can tell; a few more strokes and you would cum so easily.

He can feel it too. Xavier winced as he felt you clenching around his cock. His legs folded to support your back while your hands flew to his shoulder blades, his knuckles turning white, his grip growing stronger around your waist and you came right away, back arching and your wings flapping open involuntarily, eyes rolling white relishing the high as your thighs squeezed in.

With your breathing rash and heavy, you felt all mushy in the head and so was he. Xavier could have sworn that he has not seen anything more beautiful than this, than you sitting on him with his cock buried inside you; your skin glistening in sweat with your gorgeous wings at the display.

As soon as Xavier’s breath relaxed a bit he pulled you into his embrace for a kiss. He could not help it, you were too beautiful to look at. Besides, he was not done, not yet.

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by @blueparadis

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mntalbrakdown · 1 year

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I like love you - P. Hynes White

masterlist!

mentions of: fluff, cussing

synopsis: you love him and all the things you used to like abt him turned to love.

a/n: i’m no longer writing for him so plz no hate!!!!

The “it girl” was dating the new golden boy. Percy was the new boy in town, being in Wednesday, even though he had other shows and movies out, but now it was different. People now have their eyes on him. You knew Percy thanks to Jenna. You and Jenna have been friends since you were younger. You both met during auditions so you constantly bumped into one another. The difference was you were from LA you knew your way around it. You knew it was full of people who wanted attention and you knew who to sort out. So when Jenna invited you to the Wednesday premiere you went, it was second nature. When you arrived you met with Jenna she was next to a tall boy, taller than you, and had long hair. He had very light eyes, you couldn’t sort out if it was green or hazel. Something that bothered you the whole night.

“Percy, this is my friend y/n” Jenna introduces "y/n this is Percy"

You both say hello and act like middle schoolers on their first date. You would watch him the whole night from afar. He was pretty and funny. You liked the way he spoke and how kind he was. You would take photos on the black carpet and would sneak a peek to look at him. You really wanted to take a picture with him but decided not to.

You were about to leave and say goodbye to Jenna and Emma when you felt a hand grab your arm. You turned back and saw Percy.

“So I thought we could go out, and actually get to know one another” he asks scratching his head

“yeah that would be nice” you smile, giving him a napkin with your phone number already written on it because you wanted him to ask for it all night.

Now after six months passed you guys were going to go to celebrate your anniversary.

“Here I got you this shirt you could wear,” Percy says pulling out a pink bag with some tissues. You opened it and found a cute white baby tee saying Percy H. White's GF in red letters.

“Do I have to wear this,” you ask laughing

“it’s only true love if you do,” he says in a sing-song voice

“did you get one for yourself?” trying to scrummage through the bag

“no, only you” he says smiling ear to ear

“fuck you, is this like occasion worthy?”

“get ready we’re going out,” he says completely ignoring the question

“like causal fit?” you try to imagine dressing this up and all you thought abt was big grey sweats and a slick back bun with sunglasses

“yes, we’re getting coffee first” he knew you liked coffee and how you liked just being with him not anyone else on a special day like this.

“so you plan on telling the world we’re dating this way” you look at him on the way to his car. he liked that you would have to look up to him when you wanted to talk, he found it cute

“i think it’s hot” he says unlocking his car

“i mean having a property kink is definitely something else” you say sitting in the car

“I mean aren’t you tired of people thinking Jenna and I are dating,” he asks looking at you for a sign of jealousy

“no-“

“-no?” he cuts you off

“no, because I know we’re dating and if people want to make you two date that’s cute but it won’t happen,” you say looking at him and how focused he is on trying to exit the parking lot

“God, I like you,” he says grabbing your hand and putting it on his lap as he drives

“like you too” you squeeze his lap once

the rest of the car ride is silent. you would mind your business. but constantly look at Percy. how he focused on driving. how his hair would blow when the right amount of air would blow.

“is something wrong,” he asks tearing his sight from the road onto you

“no, you’re just pretty to look at” you smile at him

“shouldn’t I be saying that to you” he jokes around

“not necessarily, I always like to call you pretty and see how flustered you get” you make your fingers dance around his lap

you liked the way he smelled. you liked the way he would be comfortable with you. you liked that he could be himself wherever he went and not feel bad. you liked that he was him. him being the person you find yourself loving for the rest of your life. that being from a distance or in person.

“what’s going on in the pea-sized brain of yours” Percy looks at you now that he is parking

“nothing” you smile to yourself

“well we’re here” he looks at you as he turns his car off

“where are we” you look around and just see houses and a small building

“we’re going to hang out with some friends” you weren’t planing on being with friends. if you did than you would’ve chosen a different outfit

“in there” the building looked old, not a historian but old to the point it needs to repaint and a power wash

"so no coffee?" you slightly pout and dry the 'tears' that were rolling down your face

"fear not," Percy says smiling as if it was a 'you problem'

you both get out of the car and walk hand in hand to the building. you liked the way he towered to you. you liked the way he would look down at you and make sure you were ok. you like the way he would block the sun out for you. you liked the way he let you walk in the sidewalk instead of out, exposed to the cars.

as you walked in you were greeted by some friends. friends from Wednesday, Percy’s friends, and yours.

“hey sweets,” Jenna says hugging you

“Hey, what’s going on,” you ask, there were so many people to just a six-month anniversary

“I don’t know Percy just asked us to come” Jenna smiled and sat back down on the couch.

Percy was behind you. his hand laid on your waist. his head resting on the top of yours. he saw an open spot on the couch and dove for it.

“I’m gonna go get a drink, want any perc,” you ask almost turning your body fully away

“just a water, please” he said with a gentle smile laying in his face

you liked the way he was polite. you liked the way he was gentle. you liked the way he looked at you. it was never lust or hatred…no never it was care and something else you couldn't put your finger on.

“you’re doing a lot of thinking,” Emma says looking at you. you were trying to get the water and a sparkling water

“yeah, just trying to figure out why Percy made this party,” you say scourging the ice for the beverages

“Maybe he loves you,” she says with a wide smile ear to ear

“yeah maybe,” you say with a delicate smile, mimicking Percy's from earlier

“wait he hasn’t said it yet” Emma furrows her eyebrows

“no, neither have I,” you say ready to walk away

“I know you guys do” she follows you like a lost puppy

“I wanted to say it when I felt comfortable, and I feel it I just don’t know if today with all these people will be the day,” you say weakly, "and it's not that I don't love him, because I do, but I dont want him to feel the need to say it because everyone we know is here"

you both start heading back to the couch. it was surrounded by a dark ambient light that was warm and surrounded by paintings. it was really beautiful. it was something you’ve seen before but can’t put your finger on it.

“Hey, pretty girl,” Percy says and you hand him his water. it looks like all the seats are taken so you decide on standing behind him. but he grabs onto your arm and makes you spin around and pull you down to sit down on his lap

“oh” you felt awkward on his lap. felt like you needed to get up and find your own seat, but he made sure you were fine. rubbing your knee knowing ur overthinking

you liked the way he was compassionate. you liked the way he cared for you. you liked the way he would smile at you and reassure you everything will be alright.

you opened your sparkling water and started drinking it. everyone was talking about how they haven’t watched Wednesday. they were all either saying they should watch it or others saying they shouldn’t.

“so y/n what films are you working on,” Joy asks, moving around in her seat

“I finished the barbie movie, I don’t think I can say much more,” you say almost in a whisper. you didn’t like to talk about your work. it was the same as how you didn’t want to talk about school and grades when you were younger.

“she’s humble” Percy shakes you around as he screams making everyone laugh

“we’re not the public y/n say more” Jenna pushes and pries.

“she doesn’t even tell me,” Percy says almost hurt, moving you back so his chest hits your back and laying back

“what why,” Emma says in awe

“I'm superstitious, I feel like I would jinx myself” taking another swig of your drink

“what does your shirt say,” hunter asks out of the blue, squinting and moving his head around to figure out what the letters make out

“no, let’s not talk about it,” you say trying to hide your chest

“no, let’s talk abt it,” Percy says from behind you sitting up for this conversation and trying to move your hands to your side to show the work of art that is your shirt.

“It's something alright,” Jenna says, with a face of disgust and amusement.

“I would never purchase this,” you say laughing looking down at Percy with a shit-eating grin

“I would it’s hot,” Percy says with a challenging laugh

“yeah only you” you laugh into his neck. he liked the way it was a smooth breeze and how your loose hair tickled him. he started to move around because of your hair making you move around.

“get a room,” Georgie says jokingly

“which one? yours” Percy says looking at him while you move your head and trying not to laugh

"This is so middle school, it makes me want to throw up," you say trying to get up

"no" Percy yelped, making you want to start laughing all over again

"I feel like shouldn't be here," Hunter says making everyone laugh

you liked the way he got flustered. you liked the way he needed to hide his face from people when he grew embarresed.

"I need to leave and-"

"-no you don't" he cuts you off yet again gripping you even tighter than ever before

“Is that a photo booth?” You point to the culprit as Percy follows your gaze

“let’s go take some photos,” he says wanting to get up. you follow close behind and get in the booth. Percy goes in first but sits in the middle.

“scooch” there was enough space for the both of you. but Percy just brings you down to his lap. you didn't know what his fetish was of you sitting on his lap

“what should be the first pose,” you ask but Percy beat you to it. He had a shit-eating grin, and the next thing you knew was him tangling his fingers in your hair and pulling you into a kiss, you heard the first shutter as you try to pull away Percy groaned not wanting to move

“We have to take other photos,” you say smiling, looking down at him, his eyes still hyper-fated on your lips

“I think I love you,” Percy says almost in a hushed whisper

“What?” you tried to make sure what he just said was what you heard and not make a full of yourself

“I love you” and another click rang out

you tried to react and say it back. but your brain made your eyes react first. making Percy think he misspoke. You wanted your brain to send a message to your mouth to move and say it back fast before it was too late.

“I love you too,” you say making him go into shock, and another shutter sounds. his mouth started to draw a curve as his eyes sparkled, which you thought was impossible because of how dim the light was

you intertwine your fingers in his hair bringing him into another kiss and him moving his hand to your jaw to deepen this kiss. you smiling into the kiss, and him following suit and the last photo was captured.

you try to get out, but Percy groans, wanting to stay in this position for the rest of the night. You slowly tug away so you could get out of the curtained wall. you hold a hand for him to come out. he holds onto your hand as you both walk to the other side of the booth and find the photos. you look through them as Percy now has both his hands wrapped around your waist with his head resting on top of yours

the first photo was you both kissing, the next was him saying 'i love you' with your eyes wide, the third was you saying I love you and him smiling wider than ever, and the last was both of you kissing, this time it was different than the first. you think he also saw that photo at the same as you because he kissed the top of your head.

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OLD FASHIONED LOVER BOY !

when the addams twins arrive at the castle, xavier thorpe doesn’t expect to be interested in one of them.

notes: its been two weeks and im still not over xavier thorpe. xavier thorpe x addams!reader. reader is kinda more open and more emotional than wednesday. mentions of death, teenagers making out, hydes. also unedited, so don’t mind the mistakes pls <3 SPOILERS for the show!!!

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wednesday and you weren’t exactly identical in personality, some would even dare to say you two were polar opposite, but it wasn’t the full truth. you were… similar, however throughout the entirety of your lives, you seemed to be the more open one, the one who wouldn’t mind physical touch with family, and the closest friends. yet, despite things that defined the differences between you, you were still closed off, a facade built around, so hurting you would be harder.

when you arrived at the castle, the principal decided to split you, giving each of you a little space to breathe, after sixteen years of living together, and being attached by a hip. then, you were told by your parents that you’d be the one living alone, which made your heart clutch.

“tragic events occur, when twins are being separated.” you uttered, arms crossed at the chest as you walked down the hallway, looking for a room that was assigned to you. “don’t say i haven’t warned you.”

the room wasn’t like your sisters, you hadn’t had an eccentric, colorful roommate that was willing to become friends with you – for the first time in your life, you were all alone, not sharing anything with anyone.

later, you’ve learnt that mrs. weems assigned a boy to show you around the school, to provide you a, as she stated, fresh start with friends made, because of you, and not your sister. you were fast to notice that xavier thorpe was quite popular amongst the students, and when you walked around the castle with him, rumors were starting to spread like fire.

well, at least he decided to stick up with your throughout the breaks, so you weren’t bothered by people trying to get the reason of your arrival mid-semester. and after a few weeks, you grew to tolerate his presence, some would say you grew to like him.

when you were assigned to help at the weathervane, and found out it was xavier’s doing (he switched his assignment card with yours, and then switched his with someone else), you even smiled a little to yourself.

“wednesday’s friend works here.” you uttered, standing in front of the coffee shop with a still face. you averted your eyes to xavier as he scoffed, brows knitted at your words. “i suppose you know him?” a sigh slipped through his lips as you cound sense that he was bothered by the mention of your sister’s friend.

“it’s the guy i’ve told you about.” he began, and you understood. xavier talked about a lot of things, and if he started to rant, you’d listen to every single word that left his mouth. “the asshole.” you chimed in, making him smile. so you were listening (he had doubts).

you pressed your lips into a thin line, stepping inside the shop with thorpe right behind you, hand somewhere on your lower back, a gesture he would repeat, whenever you had a walk. “wednesday?” you heard an unfamiliar voice spoke out with shock, walking up to you. his eyes followed your partner’s arm, causing him a lot of… unnecessary stress.

“a sister.” you replied. his body relaxed, the same second a relieved sigh left his mouth. nonetheless, you could feel your friend’s muscles stiff by being around the boy who ruined his mural.

before you could even refuse, you were having an orange apron wrapped around your chest, being told to at least have a little smile on your face prior, which lead to the blonde boy laughing at your reaction, and then at the reaction of the owner, when you cursed under your breath.

“colors suit you.” xavier commented, hand running through his hair, trying to get the annoying strands of the face. not even knowing why, you were observing each of his moves. “what?” he asked, a little flustered, which was a rare thing.

without uttering a word, you grabbed a tie from your wrist, pulling him closer, so tying his hair would be easier. when you processed the situation, you blinked twice, heat unwillingly coming to your cheeks, giving them a chance to tint pinkish. “it was annoying.” you whispered, his face right in front of yours.

at the end of the outreach day, you got exhausted, fingertips burnt by accidentally touching the hot surface of the coffee machine, heart pounding by consuming an insane amount of caffeine. you were sitting at your desk, finishing an assignment for ms. thornhill’s classes, a large essay about a certain species, when your hand started to draw all across the page, a scene that you guess would happen in future.

you got your visions randomly, whether you had something to sketch on, or not, it wasn’t as intense as your sister’s ability, but was definitely more trustworthy than hers. a wave of dread washed over you as you realized the picture showed your body, with a monster that killed rowan on top of you, its hand in the air as if it wanted to take a swing at you.

you didn’t even know where you were heading, legs taking the absolute control over you as you entered one of the boys’ wings, finding yourself at the door of xavier’s thorpe, tears threatening to spill.

“he- what are you doing here, what happened?” he let out, pulling you into his room, a worried grimace spreading over his face as he watched you breaking down. tears ruining your makeup, breath so short that you couldn’t catch it a few times, your whole body shaking, scaring the shit out of your friend. “y/n, what is-” words died in his throat as soon as you threw your arms around his neck.

it was a sign for him to shut up, and embrace you in a tight hug. nevertheless, hearing you crying, or just seeing you so vulnerable made his heart itch, a jolt of pain hitting him so suddenly. he let his head rest on yours as his hands caressed your back up, and down slowly.

you pulled away fifteen minutes later, his white t-shirt stained black, because of your smudged mascara and eyeliner, your eyes red, swallowed, and puffy. “i apologize, don’t know what lead me here.” you sniffed as his palm cupped the side of your face as the thumb wiped away your tears.

“shhh, don’t say that.” xavier shushed, his eyes looking directly into yours, the worry on his face never gone. “just tell me what happened, okay? i’m worried.” he whispered, stroking you cheek gently.

“i’m going to die.” your words made the boy tense up, eyebrows knitted together as he tilted his head to the side. “the monster will kill me, i saw it xavier. it-it’s going to rip me apart.” you cracked a humorless laugh. “i overreacted, death will come to all of us, right?”

“yeah, but it won’t take you away from me, okay? i’ll promise.”

you stayed overnight, because xavier said he’d like to have an eye on you, in case something happens (which you thought was an absurd, because what would happen at the castle, but you let down without a fight). at first, you were supposed to sleep on his bed, while he occupied the empty one, but somehow, the two of you ended up in one bed, staying up almost all night to talk.

since that evening, the form of your relationship has shifted. he was the only person to see you without the facade, you’ve built to protect you. and… you’ve got close, extremely close. xavier wanted to protect you, so he offered to spend time with him at the shed. you didn’t even hesitate.

his presence was soothing — for the first time in your life, you liked to have someone next to you, to give you the sense of comfort, and protection, something you’d hardly ever experienced. at the same time, you could witness how the walls around him fell down with each hangout, showing you the real him.

you remember sitting in the yard, on a bench next to wednesday and enid, who couldn’t stop talking about how well did ajax look at the poe cup with his makeup (you wouldn’t admit it, but the only one you looked at that day was xavier, could anybody blame you though?).

“hey.” a familiar male approached the three of you, a shadow of smile hovering over his lips as you turned yourself to him, matching the smile immediately. “could we talk, for a minute?” he asked, eyes focused on you.

“she stays here. we’re going to be witnesses.” wednesday blurted out before you were even able to open your mouth. a sigh, full of misery, left your mouth, but you just nodded, making enid giggle.

“yeah, sure.” he shrugged, not minding their presences. “would you… go to the raven’s with me?” he cracked a smile, his words making your stomach clutch, planting there a warm, unknown feeling.

“i’d love to.” the corners of your lips went a little upward. a scene of you, and xavier both clothed in white, slowly dancing at the dance floor with his hands on your waist. god, just a thought of what may happen at the raven’s made you smile.

“god, i thought you wouldn’t agree.” he chuckled, eyes flew to your friends. “okay, i won’t interrupt anymore. catch you later, right?” you nodded. as soon as xavier left, you were burried in questions by sinclar, who suddenly got so interested in how did you bond with thorpe so fast.

however, your sister didn’t share the enthusiasm with enid as she watched xavier leave with narrowed eyes. “you should be careful.” she muttered, sparing you a glance. “he acts suspicious, you should spend less time with him, in case something happens.”

“don’t worry. i can keep myself safe, wednesday.”

for the next few days you were mostly hanging out with your sister, and her crew, spending a lot of time at the weathervane, keeping an eye on tyler, who wasn’t the most innocent in your eyes, especially when he pinned over your sister.

it was easy to assume that as a child, you weren’t really enthusiastically participating in such trivial activities as school dances, trips, school clubs until you came to nevermore. sometimes, at night, you’d wonder what has gotten into you, making you change so suddenly. then, when you woke to a message from xavier, you always understood where did it come from.

you expected the things between you to end a few days after he showed you around, being left alone with your own thoughts, which could result in running away with wednesday as soon as possible or in going against anything that mrs. weems had planned for you.

but fortunately for you, your friend decided to stick around, making sure you will accommodate yourself at the school, somehow he found protecting you as his mission after getting interested in you. sometimes, you thought that xavier thorpe was like an angel sent from heaven just for you, to be honest — he felt the same way with you.

seeing you, dressed up in the prettiest dress you’ve found in jericho, waiting on him at the entrance of the ophelia hall with a shadow of smile hovering over your lips as you noticed him, wearing a perfectly fitted, white suit, hair tied in a bun. too handsome to keep your eyes off him.

“didn’t expect to see an addams in a white dress.” he let out a laugh, taking your arm gently as you walked down the way to the hall. “you look gorgeous, though. it suits you.”

“enid made me choose it.” you rolled your eyes, earning a small chuckle from your partner. “don’t laugh at me, asshole! it was so hard to convince her to let me pick one on my own.” you punched his arm playfully, stepping into the room.

“it must be weird seeing her around wednesday so much.” you nodded. “it’s so… mind-blowing how different the two of you are. you begin to grow to become grumpy and sunshine, funny.” his laughter rang in your mind, the meaning of his words hitting you after a second.

“did you just call me a sunshine? do i look like a sunshine to you?” you scoffed, turning your head to him with a scowl. “it’s like an insult in my family to be called a sunshine.” you added, getting another chuckle in response.

“if you were dressed in a yellow dress, then you’d be cosplaying the sun.” you could feel his breath on your ear as he laughed, nudging you lightly. “god, i start to regret i agreed on going with you, asshole.”

the rest of the dance was truly wonderful. for the first time, you’ve had as much fun, doing a thing you thought was reserved for someone who came from a normal family, and your family wasn’t exactly the most normal one. most of the time, you spent with your body glued to your partner’s as you danced, barely paying attention to people surrounding you, almost as if there was no one around you. it was also the day, when xavier heard your laugh for the first time, the second you noticed people tripping over the red paint that covered the whole hall (including your dress, and thorpe’s suit).

you didn’t know about the vision your sister had, since you barely have spoken a word to each other as your dates didn’t really get along. you arrived at the door of your room shortly after the dance was cut off. “i have to admit, i had fun.” you cracked a smile at him, hands wrapped around his chest as you slowly pulled him inside.

“see? you’re the sunshine.” he laughed, reciprocating your smile. “sure, does that make you the grumpy, then?” you tilted your head to the side, feeling his hands on your waist. “do you want me to be the grumpy?” a whisper left his mouch, your lips inches away from each other.

“what if i do?” you let out.

before you could add anything else, xavier pressed his lips against yours, closing the gap between you. your hands immediately flew to the collar of his shirt, pulling him even closer as a soft sigh escaped from between your lips. you closed your eyes, the warm feeling appeared in your abdomen once again.

the impact xavier thorpe had on you, made your legs wobbly, unable to stand still as you had to tighten your grip on his shirt to keep you steady. everything felt like a dream, his lips moving against yours, hands tracing around your body, before your back hit the sheets on the bed, not really minding that you’d have to change them later.

then, when you woke up, still in the now-red dress, your friend sleeping next to you, his arm threw over your waist, you felt million things at the time. heart’s pounding in your chest in the moment, when you brushed the hair off his face. a soft smile spread over your lips. then, one significant thing popped up in your mind.

the parents’ visits weekend.

“hey, xav.” you mumbled, shaking his arm gently. “wake up, your dad’s probably waiting for you downstairs, right now.” you didn’t even realize he was up until he groaned at the mention of his dad.

“he’s not.” he replied, fingertips caressing geometrical shapes on your waist. “he texted me, he’s not showing up.” the boy shrugged, showing you the notification on his screen. “excited about having a weekend with your parents, though? missed them?”

“well, kinda.” a sigh left your mouth as you turn your head to him. “it’s good to see them, but not too exciting.” you sent him half a smile, and brought your feet to the cold flooring.

you wished you could say that the parents weekend gave you a great time to bond with your parents, and siblings, but all you got was the vision coming true. you were coming back from xavier’s shed, wanting to have a word with your relatives, when something threw you on the tree with its full strength.

death fascinated you as a child, you wondered what would it be, nonetheless, you’ve always wanted to be in control of your last seconds. maybe killing yourself with a gun by playing the russian roulette, or by jumping off a plane without a parachute, but definitely not by being torn apart by a monster who injured wednesday’s friend, and killed xavier’s roommate.

you didn’t even fight, accepting whatever would happen next, not contemplating whether you’d end up in heaven or hell. limbs cut to flesh, leaving you with scars that would take a whole lifetime to heal. it took you long enough to pass out or die, you weren’t certainly sure.

to your dispair, you were alive, in a coma, but still alive. it was probably the tragic outcome you’d talked about the day you arrived at the school. unconscious, surrounded by your friends, and family at the hospital in jericho.

you regained consciousness late at night with the head pounding like a drum. then, you realized that maybe, xavier thorpe was an angel sent to you from heaven, when you catch a glimpse of him, his head leaned against the white sheets of the hospital bed, your hand intertwined with his. it seemed like he could feel you switching on the bed.

“y/n? oh my god.” he whispered, tightening the grip on your hand. “you’re alive, fuck me, they said there was a slight chance that you’d wake up.” it was all unbelievable for him to see you awaken.

you cracked a soft smile at him in response, head tilted to the side as you murmured. “my death would be more phenomenal that this, since when do you think so lowly of me?” a low chuckled escaped from between your lips. “how long have i been… half-dead?”

“a while, you missed your birthday.” he sighed. “and you also missed, when your sister accused me of being the monster that attacked you, which is funny, you know, because even though her evidences lead to me, i was the one who found you, and took you to mrs. weems, i was the one who sit here most of my free time.”

a week later, a few days before wednesday’s date with her boyfriend, you got out of the hospital, although still weak, so xavier was always somewhere near you to scare off people who was a possible bother.

you were sitting in his room, revising the notes yoko has given you when you left the hospital, and you decided on continuing the semester. a playlist, you’ve made a few hours earlier, was playing in the background as the two of you were minding your things. the first peaceful evening in a while.

“hey, uh. i need to tell you something.” he caught your attention. “i know that it’s partially my fault for your accident, because i should go with you to the castle that day but-”

“xavier-” you started, but he immediately cut you off.

“let me finish, okay?” you nodded. “uh, where was i? the feeling that you’ve might not wake up was destructive, the awareness that i won’t be able to hear you laugh, see you smile or kiss you made me realize how much i don’t want to lose you, and that i love you. love you from the bottom of my heart.” now, he was sitting right in front of you, his hands holding yours gently.

“and i know that everything’s so confusing for you right now, but i’d like to be more than friends.” he mumbled, keeping eye contact with you. “you don’t have to tell me you like me, or love me, you don’t even have to agree i just–”

kissing xavier was the only thing that popped up in your mind, when you thought about cutting him off, one of your hand placed on the back of his neck, the second one patting his cheek. the kiss didn’t last long, because you pulled away after a few seconds. “will you listen to me now?”

“i like you, xavier thorpe. it’s hard to say, but i wouldn’t let someone do anything to you, you know? that kind of like.” a grin appeared on your lips, being quickly matched by the boy. “i’d really like to be your… girlfriend, but you’ll have to give me some time, before i drop the l-bomb, okay?” your boyfriend nodded, closing the gap between you.

happiness wasn’t really made for you. the rumor about xavier being taken away by the sheriff galpin spread around the school quickly enough for you to catch your sister before she left. “what did you do? did you lost your mind?” you grabbed her by the shoulders, fury flickering in your eyes as her face stayed still.

“i told you to be careful with him, he’s the monster that attacked you, eugene, rowan, and the therapist. you’re just dumbfounded now.” she explained.

“you’re wrong.” you sighed. “xavier didn’t do it. he wasn’t able to attack eugene, because we were… making out in my dorm for half the night, he was with me most of the time, so maybe i’m the hyde and his my master, huh?” you let out a scoff, a scowl painted all over your face as you pushed her lightly. “try looking around your boyfriend, and leave mine out of it.”

“emotions took over you, sister. that’s quite unlike you.”

but you couldn’t hear that — you were already on your way to the nightshade’s library, trying to look for something that could free thorpe before it was too late.

unfortunately, you couldn’t find anything until your sister had seen through everything, coming to the conclusion that xavier was far from being a hyde, but it was too late anyway. mrs. weems was dead, and thornhill revived crackstone, trying to put an end to the outcast with tyler as the hyde (quite ironic, though).

you were outside the castle with ajax and enid, looking after the students to stay in a safe distance from the school in case something happens. the gorgon nudged your side lightly, making you look in the same direction as him. xavier, standing without cuffs on his wrists, his eyes focused on you as you swiftly made your way to him.

“i’m sorry i couldn’t get you out earlier, i was thinking about breaking the laws, but then wednesday promised—” you rambled, embracing him in the tightest hug you only could. “sorry, uh… i’m really happy to have you back.”

when everything had come to an end, you were standing at the entrance of the school, your things somewhere next to you as you’ve waited for your boyfriend, who talked to wednesday upstairs. he finally made his way downstairs, noticing you with a smirk, all he could do was to roll his eyes in a playful manner.

“i need to tell you something.” you began, tugging a strand of his hair behind his ear, accidentally brushing his cheek. “i love you. like i’d die knowing i won’t see you again, type of love.”

“god, you really drop the L-bomb right before we have to split up?” he laughed, kissing your forehead lightly. “take it as an invitation to visit me over the summer break, alright?”

“maybe you could visit me, lover boy?”

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hii i love your work so muchh! i want to request a jealous xavier thorpe x fem reader where xavier gets all protective and jealous when someone flirts with reader and he’s really possessive and ahh

summary: xavier hasn’t been talking to you since wednesday addams arrived at nevermore, so you give him a taste of his own medicine

requests: open

notice: wednesday is not inlove with anyone, tyler is not the monster, and all the characters are 18+

pairing: xavier thorpe x reader

a/n: im so sorry i havent been posting, i was more focused on school and i had to get my final grades for 2nd quarter. but anyways reblogs would help, this is not proofread btw uhm

it’s been 2 weeks since wednesday addams has arrived at nevermore and xavier hasn’t been talking to you since the mysterious wednesday addams has arrived, it really started to bother you.

it was a saturday, you and xavier always did something on a saturday, watch movies in his dorm, go to the carnival, go to an arcade and stuff, so you decided to text him if he wants to hang out.

y/n: hey, do you wanna hang out today? we haven’t hung out in the past 2 saturdays.

xavs: sorry no, i have plans with wednesday already. maybe next time?

you felt like your heart shattered as you read his message, so you left him on read.

you decided to go to the weathervane to clear your head.

you walked in and saw tyler,

“tyler! hi!”

“hey y/n, what would you like?”

“oh, i’ll just have a matcha”

“okay! coming right up”

he brought you your matcha to your table as you both saw xavier and wednesday walk in.

your smile faded as you saw them both together.

“woah, something going on between you guys?” tyler asks as he noticed that your smile faded

“nope, just jealousy i guess” you sigh

tyler sat with you and you drank your matcha.

you could feel xavier’s eyes on you, knowing he was so jealous right now.

you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine and continue this.

the rave’n was tomorrow, so you decided to ask tyler.

“hey, do you maybe wanna go to the rave’n with me?” you smiled.

“as friends” you mouthed

he got the signal to go along with it “yes, sure y/n! i would love to!” he says

you couldn’t see xavier but you knew he was fuming with jealousy right now.

“okay, i’ll be heading out now. see you tomorrow at the rave’n!” you say and walk out, you could see xavier furious at your peripheral vision.

you and your friends decided to go dress shopping because of the rave’n.

you went into a store and saw a retro, butterfly, white, short-sleeved dress. this was the perfect dress for you.

the night of the rave’n

you put on your dress and started doing your hair into a braided bun, and enid did your makeup.

you heard a knock on your door and opened it, revealing tyler in a white suit.

“hey, ready to make xavier jealous?” he gave you a smirk

“damn right i am” you say

you two walked in and everyone was staring at you two.

xavier was with wednesday but he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, and wednesday started to notice.

you and tyler went to get drinks, mostly vodka. you had 9 shots already and you were already drunk.

you and tyler went to the dance floor and started to dance to the music.

the music stopped and tyler went to get a drink from himself, you waited for him until you felt a hard grip pulling you outside.

“okay, y/n. can you tell me what’s going on? why’d you go with tyler?”

“and why’d you go with wednesday? stupid” you giggled and almost fell at his chest but he caught you

“are you drunk?” he furrowed his eyebrows

“no.. you are” you say

he took you to his dorm and laid you down on his bed

“okay, can you atleast tell me why you went with tyler?”

“i tried to make you jealous because you haven’t talked to me since wednesday has arrived”

“y/n, i was working on a case with her”

“well.. i didn’t know that”

“okay- i have liked you for about 2 years, or more, i want you to be mine only and i want to be yours only. i hate seeing you with other people and it drives me crazy” he rambled

“can i kiss you?” you ask

before he could answer you kissed him on the lips and he pulled you closer, the kiss felt so delicate, you have always wanted this and you finally got it.

you broke the kiss to catch breaths and smiled at him.

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im crying i finished this and it doesnt even fit the request and its like my other oneshot i think im gonna cry but i literally have no motivation to rewrite so enjoy 😭

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kaicubus · 1 year

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Dating Xavier Thorpe

warnings ✩° : bit of cursing, some suggestive things, wounds mentioned once.

pairing ✩° : xavier thorpe x gn!reader

authors note ✩° : this guy. THIS GUY. when i say some people just LOOK like boyfriends, i mean him. LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN PERCY WHITE. CMON NOWWWWWW.

- You're always catching Xavier staring at you, even when you're dating, because he just loves admiring you.

- Xavier lets you tie his hair up into buns and ponytails, but won’t actually admit he likes you playing with it. There’s only one time he admits it and that’s because he can’t handle all the rubbing and tugging at his hair when you're playing with it, when all of a sudden it just comes out as a hoarse whisper.

“Fuck, keep doing that.”

He gets embarrassed after and doesn't mention it at all again.

- He really enjoys painting and sketching you. In fact he keeps a little Y/n sketchbook where it’s just messy pencil and charcoal sketches of you doing various things. He keeps it for secret use though, so it’s like he’s appreciating you from afar despite being in a relationship with you.

- Has multiple sketches of you in his journals, sketchbooks, loose paper that’s tacked onto his walls, just because he really loves how you look.

- Xavier gets jealous, like a lot. He’ll stick out his jaw, roll his neck, crack his fingers, grind his teeth, and stare at you and the person if he thinks somethings going on when it really isn’t.

- If you're talking to someone, he pays EXTRA close attention to you and that person, more on the person to see if they try anything. But he completely loses focus on anything else around him if he notices you with someone else.

- He thinks it’s SO fun to tease you and mess with you but he won’t go out of his way to embarrass you, especially in public. The occasional touch on your ankle under your desk, secret laugh when you screw something up, and shoving you around playfully are just fine in his mind.

- Making out in his art shed ends up scattering all his paint brushes and pencils onto the floor, but he doesn’t mind cleaning it up once you two are done.

- If you touch the hairs on the back of his head that are on the nape of his neck??? Bro is GONE. Melted. Puddle. Goop. Mush. No more Xavier.

- Brings you into hugs or kisses by tugging on your belt of your uniform or by your tie and catching your lips onto his as he grins in the kiss.

- Loves having you in his lap, just holding you and rubbing his thumbs against your waist or his hands clasped together and them resting on your stomach, especially in public when you're both just talking to people. It’s his way of sort of claiming you and letting other people know you two are inseparable.

- I think his love language would probably be a mix of acts of service and touch, but more leaning towards acts of service. Xavier will take so much off your plate without even being asked to because he genuinely wants the best for you and wants you to be at peace all the time.

- He’ll also buy things you like, like your favorite drink, and just place it on your head.

- Sneaks into your dorm all the time to hang out, but always avoids your roommate because he’s convinced they don’t like him. This makes a lot of awkward situations where your roommate walks in and sees him shirtless or coming out of the shower with just a towel on. Maybe that’s why they don’t like him...

- Somehow he always gets random bruises and cuts?? So you're stuck sort of fixing his wounds and wrapping gauze and bandages around his knuckles and fingers, placing bandaids over his cheeks and nose, and cleaning out everything because of possible infections.

“You know, you really don’t have to do this, Y/n. It’s not even deep this time.”

“Just shut up and let me do this. How did you even cut your lip in your sleep?”

“You know that is a great question.”

- If you get cold easily, he basically makes you wear his hoodies. They're always within dress code so you can easily slide it over your top, but even in private he makes you wear his clothes because 1. you look cute in them and 2. he would rather sizzle and burn than to see you shiver ONCE.

- Ok he doesn't seem like it, but Xavier can be super clumsy sometimes. Like if he’s laughing too hard, he’ll fall over and trip backwards, sometimes even bringing you down with him too. It can be pretty funny at times especially when you both fall together.

- Xavier really likes the way you smell, so in a totally not weird way when he hugs you he likes putting his hands up your back and stuffing his face into your neck or chest and staying there for as long as he can before you pry him off of you.

- He can be pretty petty sometimes so there are moments where he misjudges a situation and makes it bigger than it already is. Xavier is one to jump to conclusions so if he thinks you're cheating on him he will ignore you and give you rude stares until you finally confront and clear things up with him.

- After that he’s pretty content. Protective, but content.

- If you're mad at him, it’s like the end of the world to him. Xavier will quite literally sneak into your dorm if you’re ignoring him and confront you about it. There’s no boundaries he WOULDN'T cross for you, even breaking and entering.

- Definitely does a lot to impress you. Sometimes it’s not that noticeable but other times it’s very obvious when he does things to make you smile or laugh. Bonus points when you actually do because your smile becomes EXTREMELY contagious.

- He’s very obedient towards you, so arguments don’t last long. If you ask him to do something, he does it. Begs you to forgive him.

- Xavier loves bringing you out to the forest around his art shed where you two spend hours aimlessly just walking and talking about random things. He’ll even do the thing where he holds your hand when you walk up on a log or a rock to make sure you don’t fall and hurt yourself.

- Really likes having you around when he’s drawing, practicing archery, or fencing. He just does better when you're there to watch and support him!!!

#wednesday #wednesday series #wednesday fanfic #wednesday fic #wednesday xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe #wednesday xavier #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe x y/n #xavier thorpe fanfic #xavier thorpe fic #xavier thrope x you #xavier thorpe preferences #wednesday preferences #preferences #gn!reader #kaicubus

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thegreatestsandwich · 1 year

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hi! I noticed you were looking for Xavier requests. I come with some ideas instead! (a) jealous or overprotective Xavier

(b) reader gets hurt either by the Hyde or somewhere in the fight at the end of the season

and that’s all my little pea brain can think of! Hope this helped you bc we need more Xavier fics!

Look at this forsaken mess you made me (Xavier Thorpe x f!reader)

Masterlist

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x f!reader

Word count: 1.1k

Summary: Xavier has five moods when it comes to you, happy, in love, jealous, overprotective and worried...It really is an interesting combination

Warning: fluffiness and Xavier is my baby, deal with it, you will have a lot of him coming up soon

A/N: It took me YEARS to be able to learn how to write jealous :D

Coments, Reblogs and Asks are happily received! I love to read your lovely coments :)

It wasn’t supposed to happened like that. You were supposed to be away this weekend. Jesus, your parents even made the trip to get you, he was there, he helped you and even cried a little when you waved him goodbye from the back window of your dad’s car.

Today, of all of the days…

Why were you here?

Xavier couldn’t think as he grabbed your face and force you to look at him, he didn’t know if he was screaming, maybe he was, his chest felt tight, like a force was forcing his breaths out of his body and you didn’t killed him, he didn't felt bad or at the edge from death for touching you, something was wrong. His hands were red and he painted your face with that color, that color wasn’t supposed to be on your face, on your body. You don’t look good in red.

“Look at me.” He force himself to speak. But there you were, staring at him blinking slowly. “Don’t you dare looking away, you hear me?”

Someone tried to pull him away from you but he didn’t let them, he would not let you go.

“Listen to me,” He cradled your body in his arms. “You listen to me, you hear me? Don’t you dare to close your eyes (Y/N).”

Your name in his mouth sounded so dirty, like it didn’t belong there. Arms surrounded his shoulders and managed to get him away from you, he began screaming and trashing, trying to get himself free and return to your side. He could see you being pulled on a gurney.

“Don’t touch her!” He screamed. “Stop!”

“Pull yourself together man.” Ajax hold him tight. “They’re taking her to the hospital, you’ll see her there.”

Xavier breathed heavily as he watched the -now clear- ambulance drive away. He nodded wordlessly and Ajax helped him get up.

“C’mon, if we go now the faster you’ll see them again.”

Xavier pushed the hospital’s door opened, crashing against the reception’s counter. “(Y/N) (L/N) was brought here minutes ago, is she alright? Can I go see her?” He spoke quickly.

The recepcionist stared boringly at him before slowly typing your name on her computer. She popped her gum ball before speaking. “What’s your relationship with her?”

Xavier bit her cheek, breathing heavily. “I’m her boyfriend.”

She hummed, watching how a group of teenagers stand next to him, she frowned before realizing where they came from. “Sorry sweetheart but only immediate family can ask about her.”

He huffed, he was getting angrier. “Look, I need to see her.”

“Yeah, but can’t do anything to help you, maybe you should all sit there like good kids and wait for your parents, okey?”

Xavier was about to strangle the lady when Wednesday carefully put a hand on his arm, moving him to de side as she stared at the receptionist. “We want to know how she is doing.”

The receptionist stared at Wednesday, “As I said to your friend, only immediate family can ask about her, kid.”

“Wait for me in the cafeteria.” Wednesday’s eyes didn’t left the receptionist as she told the others. Her eyes slowly drifted downwards to her name tag. “Carol and I will come to an agreement, isn’t that right Carol?”

Xavier couldn’t stop moving, he needed to do it, his stress was making him nervous and no matter how hard Enid or Ajax tried to calm him down but it wasn’t helpful. Footsteps made him turn to the cafeteria’s door and he saw Wednesday entering calmly, he quickly walked to her.

“How’s she?!” He exclaimed.

Wednesday stared at him before giving him a paper. “Room 204, take the elevator and turn right.” Xavier stared at her, taking the paper before nodding and running to the elevator.

The number 204 stared at him, but he froze, endless questions began appearing on his head, but he entered anyway. You were lying on the bed completely frozen, several tubes were surrounded you and he almost cried at the image. He made his way to you and almost grabbed your hand but saw that you weren’t wearing gloves.

He quickly took off a pair of them (the same pair he bought after your day at the fair) and put them on, grabbing your hand, he kissed his own hand, imagining kissing yours. “You need to wake up (Y/N), you hear me?” He whispered. “I can’t…I can’t do this without you.”

Xavier didn’t know how long he was sleep, it was uncomfortable, yes. But when the tiny movement of sheets woke him up. He blinked for a moment before your hand carefully grabbing his. “Thank God.” He grasped it tightly. Closing his eyes as tears began forming. “Thank God you’re okey.”

“What…?” You rasped, trying to sit but hissing when the pain caught your body.

“Hey, hey, hey.” He gently pushed you back to the bed. “It’s okey, I’ll explain everything, I swear.”

A knock startled him and he quickly glanced at the door, he was preparing to fight whoever force him to leave. It opened and Wednesday made her way inside, she couldn’t look at you.

“Hey.” You gently greeted her and Xavier gave her a nod.

“Hey.” She responded, “Thank you for coming to help.” She whispered.

You smiled, “We’re friends, aren’t we?” You squeezed Xavier’s hand. “I’m happy I could help.”

Wednesday nodded, “The others are downstairs, they want to come up but if you want a few more minutes of your own, I don’t mind holding them out.”

“Please.” Xavier said, “An hour if you can.” Wednesday nodded before leaving, not before looking at you once again. “She asked you to come back?”

You nodded, “Enid send me a text that Wednesday needed help.”

Xavier closed his eyes, finally feeling al the stress going out. “Are you mad?!” He pushed away from you, began pacing. “Do you have any idea what you did?!”

“I help?” You were confused.

“You almost die! You were bleeding, you understand? I held you on my arms and you almost died!”

“Xavier…”

“No! No.” He tugged at his hair. “You can’t do this, you hear me?”

“Xavier…” You tried again.

“I can’t…I can’t…” He turned, not daring to look at you. “I can’t (Y/N), I can’t.”

“Xavier.” You exclaimed, managing to catch his attention, he was tearing up. You raised your hand and he quickly grabbed it. “I’m sorry.”

“I can’t go through that again (Y/N), I can’t lose you.”

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nymphie-mama · 1 year

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relief

pairing xavier thorpe x reader

summary in which a little teasing goes too far

warnings smut. [fem!oral, teasing, fem!masturbation]

request Could you write one with either Xavier or Ajax (I’m not picky and would like to see both scenarios but you can choose who you think would fit best) and Fem reader, the reader and the boy both have a thing for each other and has teased the reader all day. So she goes to her room to try and relieve herself but just can’t and the boy walks in to find her panting and begging to cum and decides to help her? - @ttsbaby01

i no longer support percy hynes white and i do not write for xavier thorpe anymore.

the teasing xavier had in him was insane. it was driving you insane. the touches that were so close to where you needed him and the needy breaths on your neck were too much.

he knew you had a thing for him, he liked to abuse that. you knew he felt the same, you liked to let him abuse what he knew. it was normal for him to tease you, usually not enough to get you riled up.

until today.

everything he did felt oh-so extreme. those little touches left imaginative flames on your body. every enunciated word he spoke seemed to out a vision in your mind of him filling you to the brim, like he was implanting it there. his smirks drew out the blood in your cheeks every time.

the second you got to your dorm, your pants and underwear found the floor and your body was plowed into bed. you needed to alleviate everything from the day.

your fingers quickly found your swollen clit, a familiar spot. not surprised to find yourself practically dripping with everything, you went to work.

rubbing circles into your most sensitive, needy area, and trying to hush the moans spilling from your lips, everything was coming together. imagining xavier taking your place and talking to you while he brought you to the best orgasm of your life.

“xay,” you whined to yourself, maybe too loud, “please, let me cum. xavi, please-“

“yes, princess? oh-“

you jumped up and threw your blanket over your bottom half. “shit, xavier! knock!”

“well, i did,” he said, and you could see his eyes darken, “when i heard my name, i just assumed-“

“fuck. you have shit timing.”

“no, no, i think i’m here at just the right time,” he said, reaching for your blanket and smirking in that classically dark way. “let me help you?”

“what? xay- you’re-“

“i’m what, princess? don’t insult me, you know what i just heard.” he’d removed the blanket carefully but quickly and already worked to position himself between your thighs. “do you know how badly i’ve wanted this? to taste you?”

you squirm and start to move around, but he stops you by reaching around your thighs. “if you really don’t want this, say so. i’ll stop.”

“you know i want it.”

“then what am i waiting for?” he asks, moreso to himself, and licks a swift stripe between your folds. you hissed at the feeling, but he groaned.

your hands tugged at his long hair, making him moan into you again. the vibration did nothing but help the sensations his tongue was bringing you. his tongue had easily replaced where your fingers were before as if he knew. he flitted at and suctioned around your bundle, watching what made you react the most. xavier smiled with every movement and sound you made, mumbling things you couldn't recognize against your cunt.

"fuck, xavier," you said as he brought a finger in and out of your entrance. your fingers tightened on his blonde strands, and his movements became stronger. "god, i'm gonna cum."

he nodded against you, maybe because he could feel it. maybe because he wanted you to. either way, you feel a band, tighter than ever before, snap inside your belly. It all washes over you so comfortably but so fast. it's better than ever before.

xavier cleans you up by licking your juices off your thighs and cunt, sweetly, like it needs it.

when he comes up, finally done, and getting ready to get a towel and really clean you up, he's sweaty and pretty. his chin and mouth glisten and he has no care in the world.

"you taste so good, princess. i don't know how i ever went without that."

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reflectuions · 1 year

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xavier with a breeding kink, so cute. not with the intention of getting you pregnant, he just wants to fill you up to the brim. he finds it cute when your face scrunches up in pleasure, contorting as his cock is slipping through your velvety walls. these nights always last for what seems forever. “doing so good.. gonna fill you up to the brim, you’ll look so pretty doll.” later, he ends up sketching you out on his sketchbook, mind filled with the image of you and his cock inside of you.

#and his aftercare would b top tier #i want this man so bad #༺ ♱ sylvia’s work!#xavier thrope x reader #xavier thorpe smut #xavier thrope x you #xavier smut #xavier x you #xavier x y/n #xavier thorpe

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lqveharrington · 1 year

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OKAY, LISTEN, JUST LISTEN…

In the quad:

Enid and you arrive to sit with the main group

Enid: “Guys, you will not believe what Y/N just told me!”

Wednesday: “Enlighten us.”

Enid: “Apparently she was like, attacked last night!”

(Now at this point everyone is literally confused at what she’s saying)

Ajax: “Excuse me if I’m hearing this ALL wrong, but she was attacked?”

Enid: “Yep, she came back last night with like a million band-aids on her throat and—“

Xavier: “She was with me all night.”

Enid: “Then why would she be attacked?”

(You’re just sitting there, hands in your face as you avoid eye contact with anyone.)

Yoko: “Did she say by what?”

Enid: “No…”

Ajax: “If she was with you all night… Oh.”

(You give a death glare at Ajax when he starts letting a whistle, patting Xavier’s back.)

You: “Shut the fuck up.”

Enid: “I don’t get it.”

Wednesday: “You all disgust me.”

Yoko: “Holy shit, Thorpe. Who knew you had that in you.

(Xavier ‘s face contorts in confusion before connecting the dots, face turning crimson but smirked in your general direction.)

Xavier: “Oh, I know what attacked her last night.”

Enid: “What is it?”

Xavier: “A tortured artist.”

You: “Xav. Lovingly, shut up.”

#wednesday #xavier thrope fluff #xavier thrope imagine #xavier thrope fanfic #xavier thrope x you #xavier thorpe #xavier thrope x reader #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier x reader #xavier x you #xavier thorpe fluff #xavier thorpe fanfic #xavier thorpe imagine

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writing-fanics · 1 year

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[ Xavier Thorpe x Reader ]

[ not related to woe of a dream coming out soon ]

[Y/n] sniffled as they looked down at their phone, reading the text message their boyfriend ex-boyfriend now sent them. Breaking up with them after harshly, and having also not showed up at all.

They didn’t know why they were crying honestly, their relationship was rocky but wanted to fix it. Spend more time together, but you can’t fix what’s already broken I guess. They sniffled wiping away the tears in their eyes, as they rolled down their cheek. They sat their alone unable to process any of their own thoughts. All they could do was cry, quietly to themselves.

“Hey, you want this?” A voice asked, causing them to look up. Quickly wiping away the tears off their face.

“Huh?” [Y/n] asks again and then notices that he’s holding a stuffed panda bear. “You want this?” He asks and they look at him confused, “You don’t want it?” They ask looking at him, and he shakes his head.

“No, it seems you might need it.” He says and they look at him smiling softly, nodding and he hands them the stuffed animal.

Placing his hands into his pockets, “Names, Xavier Thorpe.” He says and they smile looking at him, “Nice to mee you, Mines Y/n L/n.” They say smiling he smiles back.

“If you don’t mind me asking what’s wrong?” He asks and they smilie sadly, “Well, my boyfriend was supposed to meet me here for a date. and the moment I arrived here he broke up with me.” They said smiling sadly, looking down at the dirt ground.

“Sorry to hear that,” he says and they shake their head, “I should’ve seen it coming. Our relationship started to become rocky.” They said turning to look at him.

“I wanted to hopefully fix it.” They said sighing holding the stuffed animal close to their chest. “You can’t fix what’s broken.” They said and he looks at them sadly.

“Well, honestly he sounds like a total asshole.” He says and [Y/n] chuckled, hugging the stuffed animal slightly.

“Honestly, he kinda was.” They say smiling at him, starting to feel better. “I feel a lot better now.” They say looking at him.

“You just made my night,” they said looking at him and he smiled, “well, see you later Y/n.” He says and they smiled back, “See you later.” They said smiling watching as he walked away from them. [Y/n] looked down at the stuffed animal and hugged it tight while smiling, happy that they decided to stay.

#xavier x reader #x reader #fanfic #angst #headcanons #fluff #romance #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thrope x you #xavier thorpe x y/n

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n0tm1tski · 1 year

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Xavier to Y/N: God, you're so fucking weird.

Xavier: *Makes out with them*

#incorrect quotes #xavier thorpe #wednesday incorrect quotes #wednesday #wednesday x reader #xavier thrope imagine #xavier #xavier thrope x you #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe x y/n

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my3rzs · 1 year

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can i pls request something abt xavier and op who can see people's auras?? like shes new to nevermore and sees everyone's auras changing according to their humor but she just?? cant see xavier's and that bothers her, so she tries to get emotions from him, anger, happiness yk, then idk maybe they go to the raven together and at the end of the night when they finally kiss she can see a bright pink aura around him :]] or whatever way you feel like writing it (you can write reader as GN if you want as well!)

i don’t get it?

pairings: xavier thorpe x reader

summary: you saw everyone’s auras except xavier’s, who knew a kiss could change it

warnings: reader is an asshole, swearing, idk i think thats it

a/n: im sorry this was really shitty, i am more focused on school mostly rn, and this is NOT PROOFREAD, REBLOGS HELP A LOT!

nevermore.

at first you thought you were gonna be an ‘outcast’ at an outcast school, but you made a couple friends, enid, her aura was a bright yellow, probably because she’s always smiling and full of joy, and wednesday who had black, ‘cause she was so mysterious, and had strength. you could see all of your friend’s auras except for xavier, the guy you like, of course it has to be the guy you like.

you were at the quad with ajax, so you told him about it for some help, maybe he knows what to do.

“i just can’t see his aura! and, of course i have to have a crush on him, for god’s sake!” you whined

“maybe, try getting some emotions out, make him happy, sad, whatever” the gorgon said

“thats a great idea, ajax! i owe you for this one!” you say

“y/n- please, don’t go too far on him- hes kinda a sensitive kind of guy, okay?” he says worried

“i’ll try, i’ll make sure hes okay” you gave him a smile as you left the quad

“goodluck!” he screamed

you decided to make xavier happy, the easiest one first so you couldn’t cause any harm, so you decided to do one of his favorite things he does with you, the carnival. good thing it was a friday, so no school tomorrow which is perfect.

classes were finally over, so you could finally try to find xavier.

you ran to him when you saw him in one of the hallways, “xavier! hi! do you maybe wanna do something tonight?” you say

“sure! what do you think we should do?” he looked down at you

“wanna go to the carnival, maybe?” you smiled

“okay then, it’s settled! be there at 6:30 sharp, y/n” he gave you a big smile and patted your head

“see you there, xav!” you walked away and blushed because he patted your head, you kinda felt bad you were kinda forcing him to show emotions.

you were scrolling through social media while in bed, seeing your friend’s posts and enid’s new gossip about the school, until you checked the time, it was 5:24PM, so you decided to get ready for your plans with xavier.

you decided to wear pants with a chase atlantic shirt, and you brought a jacket just in case.

“oh my god! y/n, do u have a date?!” enid, your roommate squealed out of excitement

“it’s not a date, idiot, im just hanging out with xavier at a carnival” you say

“just admit it, it is kinda a date, y/n” she smiled

“well i guess- but it’s like a friends kind of date?” you say

“whatever you say, y/n” the werewolf gave you a wink

you rolled your eyes and looked at the time, 5:59PM and decided to text xavier

y/n: hey, is it ok if i come right now? im a bit too early

xavier: uh yeah sure, meet me by the ferris wheel

at the carnival

you walked up to xavier, “hi! what do you wanna do first?” you gave him a smile

“photobooth?” he questioned

“yes!”

you two walked in the photobooth, getting ready for the camera, you both did some funny poses and one where he was looking at you but you were too busy posing to even notice he was looking at you

you guys walked out and grabbed your photos, and saw that he was looking at you in one of the photos, you smiled.

“we look so cool!” you say

“wanna do balloon darts?” he asked

“okay!” you gave him a slight smile

you kept missing every dart and it was getting kind of annoying.

“idiot, let me help you” the blonde boy said and grabbed darts

he popped almost every one of the balloons and won a stuffed bear for you.

“thank you” you say.

it was the next day after u hung out with xavier, and you still didn’t see his aura that time. you sighed and saw ajax come up to you.

“anything yet?” he asked

“no, i tried making him happy by hanging out with him” you whined as you covered your face with your hands

“maybe you just need to kiss him” ajax teased

“shut up!” you whispered as you hit him lightly on the hand

“speak of the devil” he gave you a mischievous smirk and walked away when he saw xavier walking your way

“what-“ you got cut off by a tall boy behind you

“y/n! last night was fun, do you maybe wanna go to the weathervane today? we could study there, or i could go on my own?” he gave you a light smile

you wanted to say yes so bad, but you decided to make him jealous today, or mad.

“uh, sorry, no. i have a date with tyler today, maybe tomorrow?” you say nervously

his smile faded when he heard you say the last part, he didn’t really have a good relationship with tyler.

“right, have fun, y/n.” he says and walked away from you

did you go too far? you sighed.

but he mentioned about going to the cafe on his own, and tyler was there. so you decided to go there aswell to meet up with tyler.

at the weathervane

you saw xavier sitting in one of the booths and walked past him as you felt his eyes on you.

you rang the bell and waved to tyler and hugged him.

“hi tyler!” you say energetically

“hi, y/nn!” he says

you could see xavier fuming at your peripheral vision, perfect. but you still couldn’t feel his aura. you looked over to xavier’s booth and saw that he was gone. i guess it really affected him.

2 weeks later

it was 2 weeks after the whole weathervane thing, you didn’t really talk to xavier much because of his jealousy and if you were being honest, you kinda regretted getting xavier’s emotions out of him just so that you can see his aura.

tomorrow was the rave’n, so you and your friends went shopping for your outfits.

you already got yours, but you were missing one thing, a date. you wished xavier was your date right now. but it was not possible. so you just decided to go solo.

it was the next day and it was 7:30PM, the rave’n starts at 8 o’clock so you decided to dress up in your outfit already. you met up with your friends downstairs.

“lets go!” enid squealed

you all walked down the stairs and you could feel everyone staring at you, including xavier.

your friends decided to get drinks and dance. while you just sat there all alone. a slow, romantic song started playing. and everyone and their s/o started to slow dance. you sighed but felt a light tap on your shoulder.

“hey, wanna dance?” xavier gave you a smile and held his hand out.

you grabbed his hand and went to a corner, you placed your hands around his neck as he put his around your waist and you two swayed your hips to the music.

“i’m sorry, i only did the whole tyler shit so i could see your aura ‘cause i couldn’t see it, and also because i liked you.” you say

“you’re an idiot, you know that?” he says chuckling

“your idiot, of course” you smile

he cups your face and leans in to kiss you desperately and you kissed him back. you felt a bright pink aura from him, you smiled against the kiss.

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𝓜𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓮 𝓝𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

Xavier Thorpe x Vampire Reader

Request: „Hii, could you do a one-shot with Xavier x Reader? I was thinking of friends to lovers, they're having a horror movie night, and in one of the films, two characters confess to each other when they're about to get killed. Xavier and reader start "hypothetically" talking about themselves in that situation and they end up confessing their feelings for each other.‟

A/N:Request from @starlight-poet . I hope you and others will like my work. Contains slight smut, minor do not interact. English isn't my native language , please be aware of mistakes.

Also, I decided to take inspiration from The Vampire Diaries when it comes to vampires, for me this adaptation is one of the best depictions of vampirism.

-Hello, stranger - the girl said, smiling as she walked inside.

-Well hello - replied the boy, letting her through the door, after a while closing it so that no one would disturb them.

The girl, having been in the brunette's room many times, easily found herself in it. Leaning onto the bed, she turned to look at the laptop beside her. On the desktop, she saw the titles of the movies they were supposed to watch today. Following each of them, she frowned, and after a moment she smiled gently at the boy.

-So, a marathon of horror movies, huh? - asked the teenager, leaning on the hand.

-Your favorite - he said, sitting down next to her.

-I'm glad you remember - she said, smiling sweetly.

-As if I could forget - he admitted, and Y/n gave him an even wider smile before taking a comfortable spot on the bed.

Xavier let her lie down on his chest, as was in his habit. For as long as he could remember, his vampire friend was clingy, but he only found out about it during the blossoming of their friendship, which developed unexpectedly considering the fact that they didn't play together well from the beginning, only to later become like two pieces of a puzzle ,connected to each other.

Girl was secretive and feisty. She often said things that would hurt, but Thorpe realized over time that it was her defensive instinct that she tested those around her and he was persistent enough to now look at a tender and caring version of Y/n who loved to laugh. And he loved listening to her.

-Why there is a couple in love in the slasher. This is not right film genre. I need a sea of blood, not kisses - the teenager grunted, thus waking the green-eyed boy from his thoughts.

His gaze was focused on her face, which was watching the movie in consternation and concentration, but he quickly moved it to the screen in front of him, wanting to understand what she was complaining about.

-Some people while on their deathbed want to tell others they care about them - he said, smiling slightly when she rolled her eyes.

The vampire got up from her current seat, standing nearby and clutching her heart.

-Xavier my love, we may not live to see the sunrise, but I want you to know that my heart belongs to you - Y/n said, trying to sound emotional, but then she burst out laughing.

Brunette shook his head, closing his eyes.

-We'll get out of this together, I promise you - he announced, playing along with her - I won't let you get hurt.

Teenager giggled, leaning on the metal railing of the bed. Turning her head slightly to the side, she stared at the boy's face in front of her.

-And what will you do? What if one of us doesn't make it out alive in the end?- she asked, frowning in feigned concern.

-I would die for you. I would kill for you - he announced seriously -No matter which decision I had to make. I'd happily make both.

His tone of voice was no longer mocking, no longer artificial. His heart was beating calmly, as if what he said didn't matter much to him. But eyes, eyes never lie, and they didn't lie in this case. There was so much emotion in them. Care, hope, joy and affection. Everything she hadn't expected during this moment.

-Xavier - she said, and only the tone of her voice made him understand that he had been caught.

-Y/n - he replied, looking at her expectantly.

-Is it true? - she asked quietly, but the boy heard her too - You don't play anymore?

Thorpe got up from the mattress, movie was long forgotten.

Taking a few steps, he stood in front of her, towering over her body, which seemed even smaller, even more delicate from this perspective. His hand rested uncertainly on her cheek, and she immediately snuggled into his large hand in response.

-If you don't believe me...compel me - he confessed, looking into her irises - You will know everything you need.

-No - she denied immediately, shaking her head - Bianca did it and she lost you...I can't lose you - said the girl, closing her eyes because of the heaviness of emotions that flowed through her body.

-You won't - he stated with a soothing smile on his face - No matter what you did, I probably wouldn't be able to let you go. I care about you, and I hope you care about me too.

-Oh Xavier - the teenager whispered, grabbing his wrist -Of course I care about you. I care about you as much as I am in love with you.

The green-eyed boy smiled contentedly, then he joined their lips in a kiss that was getting hotter, more needy and desperate by the minute. Their mouths danced together as did their tongues that came shortly after.

Y/n felt an inner hunger grow inside her, and then she realized her fangs had come out enough to draw blood. Before she knew it, the delicious taste of Thorpe's blood spread across her palate, fueling her thirst in tiny drops.

Veins appeared under her eyes, and the whites turned black. When the girl shook herself off, she almost jumped back as if she had been burned, running to the other end of the room. Covering her mouth with her hand, as she tried to calm herself.

-Something happened? Did I did something wrong?- he asked worriedly, trying to approach her.

-No, no - said the vampire, breathing deeply -It's just been a long time since I drank human blood - she confessed quietly.

Xavier only then realized the small cut in his mouth, which sting when he ran his tongue over it. Quickly ,pushing aside the wound that was not important to him, he slowly approached the teenager, trying to take her face in his hands, but she turned her head every time, not allowing him to see her.

-Hey, hey - he whispered tenderly -Let me see - he added, catching her by the shoulders.

This time the girl gave in, turning around. However, her head was still hanging down, still trying to keep some secret. The boy took her chin and lifted it up. Her darker side was revealed to him, the one that reflected who she was to the world, a dangerous predator. But to him, she was still the same girl who laughed with him, who admired and inspired his drawings. She was still his Y/n.

-My pretty girl - he whispered, trying to cheer her up before he bent his head, kissing her soft lips again.

The vampire gave in almost immediately, feeling the warmth flooding the inside of her heart. Her hands were located on the brunette's neck, suddenly desperately grabbing him as the last line of life.

Xavier lifted her body up, and she wrapped her legs around him like a vine in response. But as their bodies fell onto the bed, their lips parted.

The teenagers took deep breaths as they looked at each other. Waiting for developments.

-You are hungry - he said unexpectedly when the girl tried to approach him - Take my blood.

Those words made her stop moving. Her body seemed to stiffen, only the next touch of the brunette slightly relaxed her.

-I won't do it, Xavier - she said, shaking her head -Feeding from a vein requires incredible control. One slip and I won't be able to turn back.

-I want you to do it. I want you to feel better - he said stubbornly, grabbing her neck with his hand - I trust you.

Y/n looked uncertainly into the boy's eyes, but found no hesitation or fear, only warmth.

Descending agonizingly slowly towards his pulse, she settled herself more comfortably on his lap, placing her hands on his shoulders before her lips touched his white, smooth neck. The teenager brushed his skin in every uncovered place, every now and then hooking on it with sharp fangs, causing Thorpe to shiver.

She stopped after a long moment, kissing the crook of his neck one last time before sinking her fangs into it.

Xavier grabbed her hips, squeezing them tightly as the vampire fed on him. Her mouth insistently sucked his skin, avoiding losing even a drop of red liquid.

Suddenly, her pelvis began to move back and forth, creating a small movement that was still felt by the boy, which made him moan softly, feeling the friction around his member. Y/n hearing his voice, moved her loins harder, more confident, and in response he began to direct the movements of her body, shamelessly leading them towards sweet bliss.

When the teenager broke away from the green-eyed boy neck, her loud moan was heard in the room, followed by many more. He, absorbing them like the greatest praise, only rewarded her by meeting her with his movements, after a while attacking her neck with hot and wet kisses that marked all the skin available to his eye.

The two continued in this dance until the overwhelming pleasure took over their bodies. The girl's womanhood trembled from the intensity of her orgasm, leaving behind a wet stain on Xavier's pants, which was dirty not only by Y/n herself but probably by himself as well.

Breathing heavily, he snuggled into the crook of her neck, stroking her shiny, thick locks.

They did not know how much time had passed, but the brunette shook himself only when the body above him began to move. The teenager straightened up to be able to look into his eyes before she bit her own wrist, drawing blood. Slowly sucking on her skin, she took enough substance into her mouth to then kiss Xavier, letting the liquid into his mouth, which closed the wound on his neck at a surprisingly fast pace.

-Was it good? - asked the brunette, staring at her face - Do you feel better?

Y/n smiled warmly, connecting their foreheads together.

-I feel better than great, if I'm honest - she confessed in a light tone of voice - And you, did it hurt a lot?

-No - he said - Nothing that I will not suffer for my girl - he added, smiling cunningly, and she laughed gently.

-I love you Xavier - girl confessed, snuggling into his chest, soothingly listening to his heartbeat.

The boy in response hugged her closer, putting his face to the top of her head, inhaling her scent, his hand gliding along her leg.

-And I love you Y/n - he whispered, brushing her jaw with his lips, which began to roam her body again that night.

And she allowed everything, becoming his favorite canvas.

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